Reflect the world

Chapter 15 Pursuit
During the eight days of getting along, Tang Xuanming has already affirmed Gai Nie's character. Like most people in this era, Gai Nie puts more emphasis on promises than profits, and will not randomly plot other people's things.

This is the beautiful character of this era, and it can only shine in this era.

As civilization develops, it is destined to disappear.

In Tang Xuanming's era, those who value promises over profits will only starve to death, and those who persist will only be called by many people-a fool, who can't lie, and who is ashamed to go out.

But now Tang Xuanming fell in love with the culture of the Qin Dynasty. It was this unique inheritance that made him dare to take out the extremely important silk scrolls of the Mohist giant Lingzhong and ask Gai Nie.

"The Mohist swordsmanship, and their inner strength method... where did you get it?"

Gai Nie frowned, and he could tell the strength of this inner skill with just a cursory glance. The swordsmanship recorded on it was also superb. It can be said that at this time, the top-notch skill that can be compared with the inheritance of Guigu is not easy. will be explicit.

Now that the silk scroll was taken out, Tang Xuanming didn't intend to hide it, and took out the Juzi Ling from his chest, saying, "It was taken out of this."

Gai Nie was very surprised, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say a lot, but when he reached his mouth, many words disappeared.

Back then, it was rumored that the leader of the Mohist school was beheaded by Wei Zhuang, and Wei Zhuang became famous all over the world and became the top figure in Korea.

Although Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie face each other in life and death, they are incompatible with each other, but in the eyes of outsiders, they are both from the Guigu sect, and they are actually brothers.

Gai Nie had a lot to say, so he just said in surprise: "So you are a new generation of Mohists."

Tang Xuanming didn't know how to answer it. The Mohists might regard him as a giant in name, but he dared not admit it without the corresponding strength and confidence.

By virtue of an ethereal god?Perhaps when he first arrived, the move he showed would shock the giants of the Mo family and the master class, but it is undoubtedly a dream to maintain that kind of deterrent power all the time.

Once something goes wrong, it is death.

"That's why I chose to come here at the Mo family."

Tang Xuanming sighed inwardly. In those days, he received more than one prayer, and the most glorious one was a prayer from Qin Shihuang, the king of this era.

In [-] BC, Qin Shihuang held the Zen Conferring Ceremony on Mount Tai. If such a moment could come, Qin Shihuang would definitely be able to win the trust of Qin Shihuang, and then sweep the world.

But after weighing the pros and cons, Tang Xuanming denied this choice.

One is that Qin Shihuang still has a period of time, and in the wild tribe, there is no time to squander Tang Xuanming, making him continue to hesitate.

In the most primitive era, it was impossible to support an idler with the ability of the Pi tribe.

If he stays any longer, he will never have a good life.

And his conscience will also be troubled.

The second is that Tang Xuanming didn't have the confidence to fool Qin Shihuang. The Qin State ruled the world, its power was unparalleled in the world, and there were no ordinary people with lofty ideals. The Yin Yang family was respected in Qin State.

Their names are in the mythology of later generations. Tang Xuanming's heart just dropped when he thought of Donghuang Taiyi, the leader of the Yinyang family.

Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming are as beautiful as a flower, but they will not be soft when killing people.

As a mortal, even if he got his wish and fooled himself to Qin Shihuang, the shady methods used by countless strange men and women could make Tang Xuanming die without a place to bury him.

With the methods of the Yin Yang family, poisoning and other methods can easily take a person's life, not to mention their elusive curse seal.

It is not too simple to kill Tang Xuanming. If you think you are from a later age and have knowledge beyond this era, you will think you are superior, and the era will teach you how to be a man.

Gai Nie took Tang Xuanming's silence as an acquiesce, pondered for a while, he did not continue to ask, but explained to Tang Xuanming the content on the silk scroll.

The silk scroll is obviously the Mohist's top swordsmanship and the corresponding inner strength mentality that only the Mohist giants can practice.

"...The Mohist's swordsmanship is not as good at defense as their theory, and the killing spirit is heavy. It is a bit unexpected, but it is also reasonable."

Gai Nie carefully explained to Tang Xuanming that at first Gai couldn't believe that Tang Xuanming was illiterate, but later he found out that Tang Xuanming really didn't know him, so he had no choice.

It can only be taught a little bit, and with the learning of later generations of simplified characters, coupled with the baptism of nine years of compulsory education, it is still very easy to learn such characters that are in line with Chinese characters.

It's just that the peaceful days will pass soon after all. During the trek, Qin's pursuers finally arrived.

On the ninth day after leaving Wailing Moon Valley, the three of them met their enemy. It was not the invincible Qin soldiers, but a man over two meters tall, with strong muscles all over his body, shackles on his hands and feet, and even more so on his body. Wind a thick iron chain.

The bloody lines outlined traces on his body surface, and the thick chains formed a contrast with his vigorous and mighty body, giving people a strong visual impact.

Tang Xuanming once thought that he was back in the barbarian tribe and saw that group of wild and sturdy tribesmen, but unfortunately, he was not in the Pi tribe, but on the way to escape.

The giant in front of him was not friendly at all.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The ground was trembling. When the giant man saw Gai Nie, he rushed towards Gai Nie crazily. Tang Xuanming's face changed, but Tianming, a bratty boy, was fearless and murmured softly, "Where is the big man?" Bear?"

Gai Nie's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly that he was optimistic.

Then this top swordsman made a move, Yuan Hong shone coldly, showing the demeanor of Yuan Hong, the second best swordsman in the world.

The eyes of the man who looked stronger than a bear were staring wide open, and the blood-red lines above his right eye were throbbing, making his face even more ferocious.

At this time, he didn't have the time to think about it so much, only a sword was getting faster and faster in his eyes, faster and faster, and the arm, which was thicker than the thighs of ordinary people, only had time to lift it halfway before falling down feebly.

The peerless famous sword that countless people coveted over there sliced ​​across his throat, taking away all his strength.

"Uh...hm..."

He struggled to make a sound, but it was indistinct, his chest throbbed violently like a bellows, but no air entered his body, all flowed out from the opening in his throat.

Gai Nie moved his eyes away from him after making a sword strike, and stared at a bird on the treetop.

The colorful bird also squinted at Ge Nie, especially the sword in Ge Nie's hand.

(End of this chapter)