Yin Ming said: "Uncle Yi, Mr. Linghu, I know that you have been planning to establish an organization belonging to the Mo family. ”

"The Mohists practice and do not need to belong to a country. ”

"You will follow me into Yuannan, and then choose the address as the foundation of your Mo family. ”

The Mo family is relatively special in Yin Ming's arrangement.

As the only one of the hundred with clear forces and organizations, the Mo family cannot belong to any country.

Of course, the way of Mohist will also spread to all countries in the future.

However, the headquarters of the Mo family cannot be established in the Eight Kingdoms.

Yi Hetu said: "This matter has not yet been reported to the master. ”

"We plan to rebuild the school palace, which will be called the Moming School Palace. ”

"The Moming Academy only practices the way of the "Mo" Sutra, and does not distinguish between literature and martial arts. ”

"In the future, it will be the force of self-preservation of my Wendao. ”

The Moming School Palace obviously borrowed Yin Ming's name.

In fact, Yin Ming did not approve of this.

However, since they had already planned to do so, they let them go.

In the end, Yin Ming looked at everyone and said, "The way you want in your hearts is not the same. ”

"Time is limited, and I can't teach you the corresponding path right away. ”

"And you will explore for yourselves, and spread the edification. ”

"When I arrive in Tian Yuan City, I will write hundreds of scriptures. ”

"At that time, I will hold a prayer meeting and call you and others to come. ”

"At that time, it will be the day when a hundred schools of thought will be parallel, the prosperous era of literature and Taoism, and the day of the real coming. ”

Yin Ming said, his gaze swept down.

All the familiar faces showed excitement.

Under the pulpit, the literati and the people of the Kingdom of Heaven were also very excited.

Just now, Yin Ming arranged for someone to preach.

On the side of the Heavenly Kingdom, Yin Ming left his personal scholar and several disciples behind.

In this way, even if Yin Ming leaves, the cultural and Taoist education of the Kingdom of Heaven will not be broken.

Everything was arranged, and the disciples went separately to various countries.

Yin Ming and his entourage also left Tianjing City and headed north.

Behind them, countless literati shed tears.

This farewell, I don't know if there is still a chance in this life to listen to Master Yin Ming's lectures.

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Spring is in full bloom, and it is already mid-spring.

Yin Ming led his disciples north, first in Guhe Province, and gathered tens of thousands of people who followed him.

Subsequently, tens of thousands of people continued north.

Not only one day, the group approached Ciyang County on the border of the Heavenly Kingdom.

In the north of Ciyang County, tens of thousands of people are surrounded by a mountain cliff.

Yin Ming arranged for people to build a simple altar on the cliff.

Set up a furnace and offer sacrifices to cattle and sheep.

Princess Yuan Jue changed into a witch dress.

In the ancient dynasties, there were shrine maidens.

However, after the separation of the Eight Kingdoms, this tradition has long been abandoned.

But before Yuan Jue came, the emperor instructed the palace maid to prepare this costume for Yuan Jue.

Obviously, the old emperor is a very traditional person.

Yuan Jue personally stepped forward, lit incense and candles, and worshiped to the north.

Yin Ming's disciples were all a little skeptical about this.

This kind of worship, no matter how you look at it, is just superstition.

Yin Ming was very indifferent.

In the process of worship, he did not notice anything unusual.

Most likely, this is really just a superstition.

However, it does not hurt to respect the customs of the kingdom of heaven.

Yin Ming stood with his hands in his hands and watched quietly in the rear.

After Yuan Jue worshipped, he slowly stood up.

She stared at the desk in front of her, and there was a black and red thing on a jade plate.

I don't know what it is.

If I have to say it, it's a bit like a lump of dirt.

Yuan Jue took out a short knife from his arms.

She moved her palm slightly, and the short knife was raised steadily.

She pressed her soft lips to the short knife, and a wisp of red blood flowed along the blade.

Yuan Jue pushed the short knife out flat, and in the process, blood slowly flowed to the tip of the knife.

Smack!

A drop of blood fell on the lump.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

The people were waiting in boredom for the ceremony to end.

Nothing happened.

Only Yin Ming stood up.

Inside his sleeves, the Book of Changes and the Wendao Zhu pen were trembling.

Yin Ming can vaguely feel through the "Yi" Sutra that a demonic aura has appeared in the far north.

To be precise, it seems to echo the sacrifice here.

Yin Ming frowned slightly and looked at Yuan Jue.

At this moment just now, Yuan Jue's face turned slightly pale.

In the dark, as if something existed, it took a part of her.

Yin Ming's hand had already grasped the Wendao Zhu pen, and he was almost about to wave it to protect Yuan Jue.

However, the strange aura was only fleeting, and Yuan Jue was not affected more.

Yin Ming suddenly thought, why did Wendao Zhubi tremble?

Wendao Zhubi was originally just an ordinary Wendao weapon, but with Yin Ming's sacrifice, it communicated Wenyun and became extraordinary.

Unless it is a matter of literary fortune, Wendao Zhubi rarely reacts like this.

Could it be that that demonic aura is a threat to Wenyun?

However, although the Yi Sutra trembled, it did not give birth to a warning.

In other words, the Book of Changes did not feel threatened.

At least, for now.

Yin Ming couldn't help but groan.

Unexpectedly, a sacrifice that took more form than practical meaning actually caused the throbbing of two treasures.

Yin Ming set up a literary tone, and in an instant, he had already appeared beside Yuan Jue.

He looked at the black and red bumps, but he couldn't see anything strange.

It's just that the blood that Yuan Jue just dripped on it has disappeared.

Yin Ming asked, "Are you okay?"

Yuan Jue naturally also noticed the abnormality of his physical fitness.

It was as if something had sucked a part of me.

It's small, but it's real.

If it weren't for Yuan Jue being a martial saint, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to find out.

The more this is the case, the more frightening it becomes.

What the hell is going on?

Yuan Jue nodded to Yin Ming and signaled that he was fine.

Yin Ming asked in a deep voice, "This thing was really given to you by your father?"

Yuan Jue said: "It was my father who asked the chamberlain to take it out and give it to me." ”

Yin Ming was silent for a moment and asked, "Is it taken out of the treasury?"

"Your father, have you inspected it?"

Yuan Jue's cold face changed slightly, obviously thinking of something.

Yuan Jue said slowly: "You mean, Tianwu protects ......."

As we all know, Tianwu Hu, who guards the treasury, and Yu Daoyuan, the marshal, are friends of eight worships.

And Yu Daoyuan is the prince's faction.

Yin Ming said: "I don't mean Tianwu Protector. ”

"It's just, is this thing, what your father wants to give you?"

"It's possible that in the process of being handed over to you, the original was dropped. ”

"Even, it's possible that what was taken out at the beginning was not right. ”

Yuan Jue said: "On that day, my father did not inspect it. ”

"However, the Heavenly Warrior and the chamberlain who went to fetch this thing are all members of the royal family. ”

"I don't think they'll have any bad intentions. ”

(End of chapter)