Three teachings and nine streams.

Many people know that the Three Religions refer to Confucianism and Taoism, but few people know the words of the Nine Streams.

The Nine Streams are actually the division of people's ranks.

There are twenty-seven classes in total, divided into upper, middle and lower nine classes.

Among them, the lower nine streams refer to the master, the yacha, the scale, the matchmaker, the pawn, the time demon, the thief, the thief, and the prostitute.

Of course, this is a general term, but in fact, it refers to the lowest level of society.

Commonly known as the gangster of the market, the generation of chickens and dogs.

Wang Xuance is a recognized champion in the lower ninth class.

Because he is popular.

In Lu Yu's words, Senior Brother Wang is the most reliable courtesan.

Except for Senior Brother Wang's image, everything else is not black.

Super first-class eloquence, thicker than the city wall, the background of the three religions and nine streams and hundreds of schools of thought are all involved and proficient, coupled with the temperament of righteousness and wealth, righteousness and thin clouds.

As far as Nalan Yuanshu occasionally told Lu Yu, Wang Xuance actually made a lot of money in the past few years when he robbed the tomb, more than one billion.

But he didn't save himself a point.

It's all about helping others.

On the rivers and lakes, if anyone encounters difficulties, as long as he finds the champion Wang Xuance, as long as this person does not bully the weak and does not violate the bottom line of being a person, Senior Brother Wang will do his best to help.

Therefore, Senior Brother Wang is in the lower ninth rate, and his reputation is extremely high.

No matter how vicious the vicious thief is, the master who doesn't buy it will give the champion a little face.

is as arrogant as Gao Changgong, when Wang Xuance first went to him and wanted to empty the gloves of the white wolf, didn't he also invite him to dinner.

As for why Ma Sanyuan is the leader?

Because he's smart.

Extremely smart.

Before coming, Ma Sanyuan had a lot of confidence that he could convince Wei Wenchang.

Because he understands people's hearts.

First, Wei Wenchang and Lu Yu have a grudge against their sons.

Second, Wei Wenchang is a martial idiot, and the Qingcheng faction has always dreamed of learning the twenty-four road small breakers.

Bajiquan plus splitting and hanging palms, one is fierce and the other is feminine, and there is actually a lack of a martial art that can be reconciled in the middle.

Qingcheng's twenty-four little breakers are such martial arts.

It can perfectly combine the fist of the firmness and the palm of the softness.

Third, Wei Wenchang had just died of his son, and Chen Fenglei was good enough.

With so many conditions added up, it was hard for Ma Sanyuan to believe that Wei Wenchang would not even consider it and directly refused.

Wei Wenchang fought with Lu Yehu eighteen years ago, it is said that he injured his foundation, and he has not made a move for eighteen years after this war, and no one knows how much strength he has left.

But Ma Sanyuan was sure that Wei Wenchang's strength was extremely damaged.

Otherwise, why didn't he avenge his son after Lu Yu killed Wei Xiaobei?

Otherwise, why did he sit back and watch Li Fengnian become bigger and seize the title of the first person in the southeast?

And as long as Wei Wenchang agrees.

He could use Chen Fenglei's power. Chen Fenglei can use his momentum.

The perfect combination.

Why didn't he agree, and why?

"You're surprised?" Wei Wenchang asked.

Ma Sanyuan nodded.

"First, Jiang Hai already has a Thirteen Taibao, and he doesn't need a second one." Wei Wen said.

"Who?"

"Lu Changqing."

"But Eighth Master, didn't he kill your son?" Ma Sanyuan was surprised.

How can you listen to Wei Wenchang's tone, he still admires Lu Yu's appearance?

Appreciating the enemy who killed his own son? Is this man crazy?

"The revenge of killing the son must be avenged. But how to report it, when to report it, that's my Wei Wenchang's own business, why fake others? ”

Wei Wenchang smiled coldly, "I don't have the habit of letting others do anything for me. ”

"Besides, Xiaobei's death is indeed his own fault. The son does not teach the father and the son, and I also have a great responsibility, why should I resent the evergreen? ”

"Eighth Master, I don't understand it." Ma Sanyuan frowned.

"It's normal. Because you and I are not the same kind of people. Wei Wenchang smiled, "In your eyes, there is only ** and calculation, and in my eyes, the truth is the greatest." I'm sure I'm going to avenge my son, but I can't be unreasonable just because I want to get revenge. ”

"What else?" Ma Sanyuan asked.

"Do you think that I was injured by Lu Yehu eighteen years ago, and I didn't do anything with anyone for eighteen years because I was already a wasted person?" Wei Wenchang asked rhetorically.

Ma Sanyuan didn't dare to nod.

But that's what he asked.

"Look up." Wei Wenchang pointed to a ginkgo tree above the two of them, which was covered with golden leaves.

"Eighth Master, what can I see about the tree?" Ma Sanyuan was puzzled.

"In three seconds, three leaves will fall." Wei Wen said.

Where is Ma Sanyuan willing to believe.

As a result, Wei Wenchang didn't make any movement, and three seconds later, three leaves really fell down naturally, Wei Wenchang stretched out his hand, twisted a leaf casually, and put it on the table.

Ma Sanyuan opened his mouth wide, "How is this possible?" Do you do what you say? ”

"Of course not," Wei Wenchang shook his head, "Mr. Ma is a person who reads the books of sages and sages, don't you know what it means to be silent?" ”

"That"

"It's these three leaves that are going to fall."

"But"

"I know, it's because the tree told me." Wei Wenchang smiled.

"The Great Sage's sincerity?" Ma Sanyuan was shocked, "This is the realm of a saint." Eighth master, eighth master, you are actually a martial saint? ”

What is the weight of the Martial Saint?

The world is so big, the rivers and lakes are so wide, and there are so many martial artists, and the martial saints known to the world are only three people.

The Nine Princes of Nalan.

Emperor Chen Qingdi.

Lu Ye Fox.

No one knows which of these three people is higher or lower.

But if you want to say who is the first person in the incident, the candidate must be among these three people.

How could Ma Sanyuan have imagined that Wei Wenchang, who had not been conspicuous for eighteen years, had already broken and stood up, and he was already a martial saint?

The fourth martial saint in the world.

"Eighth Master, I heard that Lu Yehu came to see you before, if you are really a Martial Saint, how could he not find out?" Ma Sanyuan Road.

As a role model on the road, Ma Sanyuan is well-informed.

knew that Lu Yehu had come to Wei Wenchang once.

Lu Yehu is a person with great ambitions, and he is determined to defeat Emperor Chen Qing and win the supreme title in the world two years later.

If he knew that Wei Wenchang was also a martial saint, he would definitely get rid of him at all costs.

But the reality is that the process of meeting the two was light and light, and Lu Yehu left quickly.

"I have a calculus or not, no matter how smart Brother Wild Fox is, he is also knowledgeable, how can he think that Wei Wenchang, who never deceives people, will also deceive him?" Wei Wenchang said with a smile.

Ma Sanyuan frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Eighth Master, I heard that eighteen years ago, your favorite lady died unexpectedly. Could it be that Lu Yehu did this? ”