Reflect the world

Chapter 72 Song Hai
The long, seemingly endless journey has finally come to an end, and a new round of post stations has arrived, but I don’t know whether this will be the end, or another starting point?
Tang Xuanming didn't care about these things. The one-month-long trek made him mentally exhausted. After complicated makeup, a group of people successfully walked into the land of Qilu.

Everyone here is tall and straight, the crowds on the street are constantly flowing, the ancient city walls are thick and majestic, and the bluestone slabs on the road are smooth and clean.

As the hometown of Confucius, Confucianism has developed to its peak here, and the status of scholars is very high. Under the influence of ears and eyes, everyone seems to be a scholar.

Not to mention elegant demeanor, at least he won't be full of foul words, and he doesn't have to roll up his sleeves to hit people.

This place is not at all like a war-torn place, it seems to have been peaceful for a long time.

"There is an inn!"

It has been a long time since I came here, and with the education of Master Ban and others, Tang Xuanming has been able to recognize the words on the plaque in front of him.

Gao Jianli, who had been dressed up, was not polite at all, and directly pushed the door in, followed by Xue Nu.

A group of people entered the inn one by one. It was not time for meals. There were not many people in the inn, or there was no one there. There was only a figure with a big belly who looked like a chef and a boss, bored at the counter.

Seeing a group of people coming in, he narrowed his eyes, Master Ban went up to check the signal skillfully, while Tang Xuanming casually looked at the huge inn.

"Shi Lan, close the door, a friend came today, closed, no business."

The thick and bold voice of the fat boss was very penetrating, making Tang Xuanming look at him twice more. His huge belly almost tore apart the clothes he was wearing, which made people worry.

It is impossible to tell that this is Pao Ding's descendant.

"Paod Ding Jie Niu, easy to handle! Sure enough, you can't judge a person by its appearance."

……

When all the camouflage was removed and they gathered again in the lobby of the inn, sitting around the table, it seemed to be a religious secret ceremony.

Master Ban smiled and introduced to the shopkeeper who called himself Fatty Ding. In fact, he mainly introduced Gai Nie, Tang Xuanming, Tianming and Xiang Yu. Fatty Ding was already familiar with the others.

Fatty Ding squinted his eyes, pondered for a few seconds before bowing to Tang Xuanming with difficulty.

"The giant is on top, be bowed by Fatty Ding."

Tang Xuanming lifted him up with a smile, and said, "You don't have to be so polite, why don't you explain the situation here carefully for us. We don't know as much about Sanghai as you, the shopkeeper who has been in business for many years."

Speaking politely, Tang Xuanming secretly lamented the power of the Mo family.

After becoming a Mohist giant, he came into contact with a lot of news that only the Mohist giants could have access to, and only then did he understand how extensive the Mohist power is.

It's not just the magnificent miracle of the Mohist organ city, it's just the tip of the iceberg.

The influence of the Mohists spread throughout the Great Qin Empire, and even in Guanzhong, the base of Qin Shihuang, there were many Mohist descendants.

The fact that Mohist disciples are all over the world is not to say, because the theory of Mohism has attracted countless outstanding figures.

There are many dog-slaying generations, and there are also many people in the family, high and low, people from all walks of life, and all over the region. This is the foundation of the Mohist family's strength, and a Mohist mechanism city is nothing at all.

"Are you sure that your movements have not been controlled by Qin State?"

The chubby shopkeeper Ding did not, first introduced the situation here, but asked an unexpected question.

Tang Xuanming said in a firm tone: "There is no information spread out. The organ city blocked the iron hooves of the Qin State who were about to come later. Three thousand Qin troops died there. When the follow-up troops arrived, we had already left."

The chubby Treasurer Ding scratched his head, looking puzzled, and said puzzledly: "That's weird, there has been no war in the world, but the number of troops near Songhai has suddenly increased several times, even the coastline has been blocked, and civilian ships are not allowed to enter the sea."

"I thought Qin Guo knew about you, and was afraid that you would disappear into the sea without a trace."

The faces of the group of people all became serious, Master Ban stroked his pale beard, frowned, and said: "Our news has not been leaked, this is already confirmed, the Mohist disciples are all in the hidden villa outside the mountain, there is no into town."

"Only we know what the giant is doing, it shouldn't be!"

"Could it be that Moyu Qilin hasn't left yet? He deliberately left in front of us and found another opportunity to escape among us?"

Robber Zhi proposed an idea from the Arabian Nights, Gai Nie looked around at the people around him, shook his head and said, "That's not possible."

With his status as a sword master, if he is on guard, no one can hide from him.

"That's weird!"

Shopkeeper Ding scratched his head.

"It's not surprising, because the Qin State has made a big move, not against us, but against Confucianism and overseas."

Tang Xuanming's tone was not fast and his voice was not high, but he was able to convince this group of people naturally.

"Don't think about it too much. It's such a long journey. Let's rest for now and discuss these things tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

No one refuted, and everyone scattered into the room arranged for them. The chubby shopkeeper Ding narrowed his eyes, not daring to underestimate the young man.

Feeling the majesty of this generation of Mohist tycoons, it was assumed that the Mohist school would be replaced by the old and the new, and it would be a huge turmoil when the old and the new changed in the case of the Qin State's invasion of the organ city.

Unexpectedly, the current situation is unexpectedly good.

"That's good too. The previous generation of giants died in battle in the city of organs, and the new generation of giants also has a high prestige among the leaders. Only in this way can they continue to lead the Mohism to glory under the oppression of Qin Shihuang Yingzheng!"

……

"Chong!"

The ink eyebrow sword representing the giant of the Mohist family was blown away, and Tang Xuanming's middle door was wide open, completely losing the ability to defend, and his opponent obviously would not give him a chance.

The long sword with a cold light rested on his neck, controlling his life and death.

Accompanied by that cold voice: "You lost!"

"Yeah, I lost!"

Tang Xuanming smiled wryly, and Gai Nie was also quarreling with him. The No. 2 sword under heaven was retracted with a swipe, and put back into the scabbard around his waist.

After finishing the daily sword practice, Tang Xuanming didn't leave as usual. After coming to the inn, he had much more free time, so he didn't have to rush to learn from Master Ban and others.

He sat down next to Sword Saint Gai Nie, Gai Nie didn't care, he sat casually on the stairs of the inn, waiting for the Mohist giant to speak.

"What do you think of my sword skills during this time?"

"It's just a show! The more you practice, the more you go back."

Tang Xuanming smiled wryly, Gai Nie was really not polite.

During this period of time, his strength has skyrocketed, and it is already very rare to be able to practice sword normally without throwing the sword.

After hesitating for a while, Tang Xuanming still asked: "Aren't you curious why my body suddenly became so powerful?"

(End of this chapter)