"That master is a Legalist school?" Qin Chuan asked.

Wei Ying nodded, which was regarded as answering Qin Chuan's question.

"How many products is the master now, but he will fly away? Can you subdue demons and eliminate demons? Qin Chuan asked with some excitement.

Bang, a soft sound sounded in Qin Chuan's head. But it was Wei Ying who slapped Qin Chuan on the head.

Qin Chuan suddenly grinned, covered his head in pain, and looked at Wei Ying.

"The grade is an ethereal thing, but there are rumors about the twelve products you said, but they are not the same, it is rumored that each person implements his own ideas, it is a journey of enlightenment, once successful, he can become an ancestor and be admired by ten thousand people, but if he fails, he will not only die, but also the inheritance will be shattered, and the Taoist system will decline. It's just that it's not twelve, it's nine. Speaking of this, a look of yearning appeared on Wei Ying's face, but he didn't mention anything about his grade.

"Then the gentleman knows what it means to preach, and how to raise the grade?" Qin Chuan looked at Wei Ying expectantly.

Wei Ying sighed, a trace of inexplicable look appeared on his face, looked up at the distance, and said slowly: "On the way to the Tao, each school has its own unique method, which is not passed on, such as the Confucian sages and gentlemen you just mentioned, the Mohist organ building, the Taoist lotus seat, the Legalist sword mountain and the sea of fire, and the battle formation of the soldiers. But these are ultimately different ways to end up in the same place, and they lack crucial opportunities. ”

"What was the opportunity?" Qin Chuan continued to ask.

"The opportunity may be on the horizon." Wei Ying said something inexplicably, then diverted the topic, and then told Qin Chuan about the division of grades by the Legalists.

In the Legalist school, the evaluation of grades is only how many decrees are issued, and how many of these decrees change the fortune of a country. If the national fortune rises, then the grade will naturally rise, and if the national fortune falls, then the grade will naturally decline.

Qin Chuan just wanted to continue asking, but Wei Ying raised his hand to stop it, looked at Qin Chuan and said, "It's good that you know a little about these things, don't get involved too deeply, remember to remember." ”

Although Qin Chuan didn't understand, he still nodded.

"Since you don't want to go back to Liyang City, then I'll send a few people to send you to Linyang City." Wei Ying stood up and said to Qin Chuan.

"Sir, can a student go alone?" Qin Chuan also stood up and looked at Wei Ying.

"Why? Aren't you afraid that the road is difficult and dangerous? Wei Ying was a little surprised.

"To read ten thousand books, you must travel ten thousand miles. I want to walk around the land and mountains of Qin and see more. Qin Chuan gave his own answer.

Qin Chuan's words reminded Wei Ying of when he first came to the Qin Kingdom, and he was also as stubborn as he walked through the mountains and rivers of the Qin Kingdom, and the situation at that time was vivid, as if it happened yesterday.

"In this case, you will go on the road alone, bring some money, if you can't hold on, you can go to the government of the surrounding cities, and someone will naturally send you to Linyuan City." Wei Ying instructed Qin Chuan.

"Thank you, sir." Qin Chuan bowed and saluted.

Then, Wei Ying put some silver coins into Qin Chuan's backpack, tied the two swords behind him again, and said earnestly: "If there is anything, you must tell Sir, and Sir. will definitely protect you." ”

Qin Chuan nodded heavily, then bowed down to say goodbye to Wei Ying, turned around and walked along the path towards the distance.

Wei Ying stood in place, silent for a long time, he finally understood at this time that after he said goodbye to his master and left the mountain, the master may have been in the same mood as himself at that time. Then, his eyes became firm, and he turned around and walked towards Chen Cangcheng, he had to do something, because the war was coming soon, and this place had to be arranged.

Walking along the path for a while, Qin Chuan looked at the map, and the next destination would be Mian Zhucheng, the reason why he did not go straight from Chen Cangcheng to the southwest to Linyuan City but took a detour, not only because he wanted to see more and walk more, but Che Ying told himself that Mian Zhucheng had to go, as for why, Che Ying was mysterious and did not say.

"Maybe Brother Che Ying is waiting for himself." Qin Chuan thought simply, and then while walking, he recalled what Wei Ying had just said, what he said was a little fragmentary, but the information revealed was very large.

It seems that preaching is something that every school of thought must do, and it does not seem to be as simple as becoming an ancestor in order to become holy, and in later generations Confucianism, Mohism, and Taoism have their own sages, which is a matter that has been determined. At this time, there is no news of the saints of the families, have they not been sanctified?

The methods of preaching are different, but they are different and the end is the same, why does the blacksmith say that it is twelve grades, and Wei Ying says that it is nine grades? Who is more credible? At the same time, who is the blacksmith? Why would you know these things.

As he walked, he pondered carefully, what he was most interested in now was what that opportunity was, according to Wei Ying, preaching could not be started at any time, and he had to wait for an opportunity, so what was this opportunity?

I thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with a reason, but at least I know that this world is indeed a little different from what is recorded in history, whether it is the Nine Grades of Enlightenment or the Twelve Grades of Enlightenment, it is something that is not recorded in the history books.

Keep these in mind and you may be able to get accurate answers in the future. Then, Qin Chuan picked up a branch from the ground, held it in his hand, and shouted loudly to a tree beside him: "Demons and monsters, ghosts, don't surrender quickly, eat me with a sword." As he spoke, he kept tapping the branches on the trunk of the tree, as if the bare trees had turned into demons and monsters.

Ignoring the ruggedness of the mountain road, Qin Chuan followed the mountain road all the way to the northwest, according to Qin Chuan's own calculations, it would take about four or five days to see the bank of the Weishui River, and then along the bank of the Weishui River all the way to the west, you can reach Linyuan City.

After climbing over a hill, humming an unknown community, leisurely looking at the surrounding scenery, except for the mountain or the mountain, suddenly saw a group of masked sword-wielding people appear in front of him at some point, as if he had been waiting for himself for a long time.

Qin Chuan stopped, looked around, and was suddenly shocked, and at some point, several figures loomed around him, blocking the way for him to retreat and escape.

Qin Chuan looked at the ill-intentioned appearance of several people, suppressed the bad premonition in his heart, and asked loudly to the few people in front of him, "Who are you?" Why are you in my way? ”

Listening to Qin Chuan's immature words, several masked people laughed, and a relatively thin masked man said to Qin Chuan with a smile: "Prince Qin Chuan, he was very majestic before. Four thousand gold, the brothers have never seen so much money when they are so old. ”

Several masked men standing on the opposite side kept looking at Qin Chuan, and finally their eyes stopped at the two long swords behind their backs, and then they spoke: "Our brother is only for robbery, and he doesn't want to hurt your life, as long as you take out all the things on your body, how about letting you live?" ”

It turned out that he had met a bandit, Qin Chuan still didn't dare to be careless, facing the siege of more than a dozen people, there was no fear on his face, he looked at the man holding the sword at the head, and asked, "Are you a bandit?" ”

"What bandits, we are ......" The man who spoke up just now just wanted to speak, but was stopped by the man holding the sword, and then quickly changed his words and said: "Yes, we are thieves, hurry up and hand over the valuable things on our bodies." Otherwise, be careful of your life. ”

"What if I don't?" Qin Chuan calmly looked at the few people in front of him, but he clenched his fists tightly.

The man holding the sword at the head listened to Qin Chuan's words, raised his eyebrows slightly, and tilted his head towards the few people around him. I saw that the four people behind the man holding the sword pulled out the long sword in their hands and took two steps forward to look at Qin Chuan.

"Obediently hand over the things on your body, there are still good days waiting for you at a young age." A man spoke.

"Don't talk nonsense, on it, the province has extra branches." The emaciated man from before opened his mouth to drink.

The four of them walked towards Qin Chuan, in their eyes, how much of a threat could a six- or seven-year-old child have, even if he carried two swords on his back? Can he still be the opponent of his own people? Therefore, there is not much tension in my heart.

On the other hand, Qin Chuan silently recited the mantra handed over to him by the blacksmith, as if there was a warm current flowing through his body, his fists clenched, and he slowly adjusted his breathing, treating these people as big pieces of iron, and when a few people walked in, Qin Chuan took the lead in attacking.

Quickly ran towards the man in the center, and when the masked man didn't react, he punched the man in the stomach, and then weakly responded to the force, his feet moved, his body turned in a circle, and he walked towards another man, and in an instant, another punch hit the man on the left.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The two masked men made painful noises from their mouths, then covered their stomachs with one hand, and raised the long sword in their hands with the other hand, swinging and slashing towards Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan used his flexible body to reach the leftmost man's side in one step, exerting his legs, using his waist as the axis, and punched the masked man's waist and eyes again. Then he didn't stop, and he turned to another man behind you, and punched him in the center of the man's back.

Only a faint sound of bones breaking was heard, and the man in the middle suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes revealed an uncontrollable look, and he slowly fell forward. And the masked man who was hit in the waist and eye just now, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Although the remaining two people were a little alert, they still let Qin Chuan punch each on his body, one hit the root of his thigh, and finally hit him in the stomach. Then I saw one of the two lying on the ground holding his legs and wailing, while the other person was spitting blood from his mouth, obviously breathing more and less breathing.

Qin Chuan's first two punches were completely accumulating, and the next few punches were really powerful means, and they would gain momentum through every punch, so one punch was more powerful than the other, not to mention, these four people were defenseless against Qin Chuan, and they didn't expect that the force contained in Qin Chuan's fist was so great, so they were unfortunately hit, so that they were seriously injured by Qin Chuan's punch.

Qin Chuan stood not far away panting, the few punches just now had already used a lot of strength, and at this time his arms and fists felt a slight pain.

"It would be nice to have a hammer." Qin Chuan now misses the hammer in the blacksmith shop a little, if there is an iron hammer, Qin Chuan looked up at the few people around him, none of them wanted to leave.

Then he would sigh, and his mind was quickly thinking of a way to deal with it.

The masked people around looked at Qin Chuan in amazement, with a look of fear in their eyes, Qin Chuan's movements were too fast, things were developing quickly, everyone just saw a small fist hit a few people, and the four of them were already knocked to the ground.

"Don't leave your hands behind, let's go together." The man holding the sword stared at Qin Chuan with spicy eyes, and said loudly to the people around him.

In an instant, more than a dozen people came towards Qin Chuan again, and Qin Chuan stood in place, stretched out his hand and held a long sword behind his back, the long sword that was given to him by the old man of the village, and slowly pulled it out.