Two days later.

The sky was filled with a few wisps of ice-blue clouds, and a few seabirds were hovering low altitude.

The sky is turquoise, like an ice-blue mirror, and the sea level is about the same color.

Lu Yu stood on the deck, the sea breeze blew the clothes and hunted, looking at the sea, in addition to him, there were many people, all around the deck guardrail, pointing, suddenly, the crowd suddenly cheered, looked at the sea in the morning, the scenery finally had some changes, Lu Yu looked at the situation, saw the sky in the distance, the frozen clouds did not turn, and the land under the clouds was sinking a line, which was clearly visible.

"This is Japan."

Lu Yu said in his heart.

When he came this time, he didn't act secretly, but made a big fanfare, and the cruise ship he took was already in the hands of the Japanese, but he didn't know how the Japanese warriors would "welcome" him when it came?

"Japan's Chao Qing resigned from the imperial capital, and the sail was a tent pot. The bright moon does not return to the blue sea, and the white clouds are full of sorrow. ”

Suddenly, there was a desolate and energetic chanting.

Lu Yu turned around and found that Wei Wenchang had come to the bow of the ship at some point.

Wei Wen is one meter eight five tall, standing next to Lu Yu, a head taller than him, and his body is also extremely majestic, he is really majestic, like a god.

His identity on this trip is a subordinate of Lu Yu.

But now it seems that there is no appearance of obedience, and it is clear that Lu Yu is a little guy next to Wei Baye.

Lu Yu couldn't help but think of an allusion to the "knife catcher".

Emperor Cao Cao of Wei wanted to receive the envoy of the Xiongnu, but he himself thought that his appearance was not powerful enough to shock the Xiongnu with his majesty, so he asked Cui Jiqi to meet him instead, and he stood next to the couch with his own sword as an attendant. After the reception, Cao Cao ordered the spy to ask the Xiongnu envoy: "How is the King of Wei?" ”

The Xiongnu envoy commented: "The King of Wei is elegant and noble, and his appearance is graceful, but the person holding the sword on the edge of the couch is the real hero." ”

When Cao Cao heard this, he sent people to chase and kill the messenger.

Sure enough, the Martial Saint is the Martial Saint, just standing there, that kind of bearing is not comparable to Lu Yu.

Wei Wenchang's mouth is like a roar, if he cries like a song, echoing between the long sky and the blue sea, it is extremely desolate, and he must be feeling.

Lu gradually felt that the rhythm was beautiful and moving, so he asked, "Eighth Master, what song are you singing?" ”

Wei Wenchang said with a smile: "This is not a song, but a Tang poem, the Japan in the poem is the country of the Japanese, the Japanese people respect the scorching sun as a god, and think that the island where they live is the place where the sun rises, so it is called Japan." In the Tang Dynasty, there was a great Japanese man named Abe Zhonglu, because he admired the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, he sent the Tang Dynasty envoy to Chang'an, named Chao Heng, and became friends with Li Bai. Later, Abe Zhonglu returned to China by boat and was shipwrecked, Li Bai mistakenly thought that he had died, so he made this crying poem to commemorate him. ”

"The bright moon does not return to the blue sea, and the white clouds are full of sorrow."

Lu Yu repeated this sentence and said with a smile: "This poem is good, but the eighth master, we have just arrived in Japan, and the eighth master will recite a mourning poem, which is a bit auspicious, right?" ”

Wei Wenchang laughed, laughed heartily, and said: "Changqing, Sage Kong said that a gentleman respects ghosts and gods and stays away. This is their Confucian thinking. And the words of our warriors, we don't believe in ghosts and gods, and we don't respect ghosts and gods. Wisdom and integrity are gods. When you see through the truth of this world, you will understand a truth. ”

"What's the truth?" Lu Yu hurriedly asked.

knew that this was Wei Wenchang dotting himself and imparting some of his cultivation experience.

"Then let me ask you first, what is the biggest in the world?" Wei Wenchang looked at the horizon and asked with a smile.

"The biggest reason." Lu Yu said.

"Wrong." Wei Wenchang shook his head, "The sky and the earth are big, and Lao Tzu is the biggest." ”

Lu Yu was stunned.

Wei Wenchang patted Lu Yu on the shoulder and smiled meaningfully: "Because whoever has a big fist will have a big reason." And in the whole world, Lao Tzu's fist is the largest. ”

Lu Yu was stunned.

This Nima, what kind of domineering.

Only then did he remember what kind of martial arts this Eighth Master Wei was cultivating.

Bajiquan.

The world's first fierce eight-pole boxing.

Split the palm.

The world's first majestic splitting palm.

The eight poles are draped, and the gods are afraid.

In Wei Wenchang's reasoning, he can beat all the immortals, what else can he be afraid of?

There is no martial saint, they all have their own way, and they all implement their own way.

Emperor Chen Qing, cultivating is unparalleled and domineering, it is the way of Qin Shi Huang, and the way of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu.

Lu Yehu, cultivation is the way of "preserving heavenly principles and destroying people's desires". There are spring, summer, autumn and winter in the sky, there is gold, wood, water and fire on the earth, and people have benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and wisdom, all of which are used by the four. In his philosophy, there is only the truth that he believes, and there is no emotion that people should have. His truth, in his cognition, is the principle of heaven.

Although Lu Yu thinks that Lu Yehu's truth is a bastard, it doesn't make sense. But I have to admit that Lu Yehu has done extremely successfully in implementing his own path.

Therefore, he is one of the strongest people in the world.

And Wei Wenchang, Wei Baye, who fought Lu Yehu unbeatably twenty years ago, did not involve any big truth in the road to sanctification, his reason is very simple, and the big fist is the truth, a bit like the "Tao with strength" of the Pangu sage in myths and legends.

"Changqing, everyone has their own reason, when can you find your reason, can believe in your reason, can implement your reason, then you can possibly climb to the highest peak of martial arts. As for now, don't think too much about these metaphysical things, it won't do you much good. Wei Wenchang said.

Lu Yu nodded, understanding what Wei Wenchang meant.

The road must be taken step by step.

It's so ambitious, it won't end well.

Not long after, the cruise ship docked, Lu Yu and Wei Wenchang disembarked with the crowd, at this time, Lu Yu found that Wei Wenchang seemed to be a different person, his back was slightly rickety, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, and he couldn't see the majesty of the gods in the world.

Lu Yu chuckled in his heart, he didn't know how Wei Wenchang did it, he could freely change his momentum and even temperament, this is also the realm of a martial saint?

Wei Wenchang is like a vast and strange book about cultivation, every detail, for Lu Yu, is a heroic article, worthy of his careful review and reading, if you can take a peek at the leopard and learn a little bit, you can also use it for life.

Because Lu Yu felt that compared with Emperor Chen Qing's unrivaled domineering, Lu Yehu's way of "preserving heavenly principles and destroying people's desires" was obviously Wei Wenchang's way of being more down-to-earth and more worthy of reference.

As soon as he got off the ship, before he went far, he heard a female voice say: "Lu Jun, the sect master has been waiting for you for a long time, come with me." ”

Lu Yu looked up and found that it was a Japanese woman wearing a traditional kimono, followed by several young men in traditional samurai uniforms, all of whom were introverted and energetic, and at first glance they were cultivating into powerful warriors.

"Sect Master?" Lu Yu looked at this woman with traditional Japanese makeup, who was unsightly to death, more like a female ghost than a female ghost, "Which sect master?" ”

"The new Sect Master of the New Yin Stream." The woman bowed slightly, "Yanagi Zonghan." ”