Chapter 48: The Arrival of All Saints (Part 1)

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Soon after Lear arrived, three carriages galloped in from afar.

On the carriage at the head, a middle-aged man with a pale face looked at the city wall that was already clearly visible, and let out a big sigh.

"Master Kong, we have arrived in Gusu, do you want to go directly to the palace." Although the middle-aged man couldn't see the people in the carriage, he still bowed his hands in front of him and respectfully bowed to the carriage behind him.

Confucius's voice was calm, and he said with emotion: "Go directly to the palace, and your uncle will also come this time." Lao Tzu has learned all the world, and his cultivation is even more unfathomable, and he will definitely be able to cure you. ”

Yan Hui's face was full of emotion, and he said with tears in his eyes: "Ziyuan is incompetent, and Master Confucius has come from thousands of miles away, really. ”

Yan Hui said, tears couldn't stop dripping. He was born sick and weak, and if it weren't for Confucius's strong cultivation to nourish his body over the years, he would have died of illness long ago. Even so, as Confucius grew older, his body began to weaken, and he was no longer able to cure him.

If it weren't for the novelist's opening this time, Lao Tzu would have appeared in Gusu City, and he would be willing to ask Lao Tzu to heal Yan Hui. Confucius would not have brought a dozen disciples and traveled thousands of miles.

"What stupid things are you talking about, you kid. You are my disciple, how can I watch you die young. Confucius scolded.

Although Yan Hui was not the smartest of his disciples, he was the one he valued the most. Yan Hui has always been very respectful to him, and has repeatedly refused invitations from several countries, just to be able to serve by his side.

This kind of loyal and filial disciple, how could Confucius not like it. He has always cultivated Yan Hui as his own heir, but unfortunately he is sick and weak, even if he has Confucius's innate true yuan to cultivate, his cultivation is half the effort.

For this reason, Confucius found many old friends, but he was helpless about Yan Hui's situation.

In desperation, Confucius could only turn his thoughts to Lao Tzu Li Er.

Li Er's qualifications were not good back then, and he didn't break through the innate until he was sixty years old. But since then, he has been out of control, and his cultivation has grown so fast that people are stunned.

At the age of eighty, under all the incredulous gazes, Li Er once again broke through the Three Flowers Gathering Top and entered the realm of the Five Qi Dynasty. Recently, there is a legend that Li Er, the sixty-year-old son of Laozi, has reached the peak of the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Realm, and may set foot in Jindan at any time and achieve a land fairy-like existence.

And Li Er is also the only one who is currently expected to condense the golden pill and is about to become a land immortal like Peng Zu.

As for those who practiced far better than Li Er back then, most of them have now entered their twilight years, and there is no hope for a higher realm in this life.

Yan Hui was moved, but he didn't say anything, wiped his tears, and drove the carriage to Gusu. He swore in his heart that he would always serve by his master's side in this life and this life to repay his kindness.

Confucius's carriage had just entered Gusu when a palm-sized wooden bird flew in from afar. The wooden bird hovered over the gate of Gusu for a moment, turned around and chirped away, just like a real bird.

Dozens of miles away from Gusu, hundreds of warriors dressed in ordinary linen clothes and holding sharp weapons accompanied by the scorching sun and headed towards Gusu City. They move like well-trained troops, and their steps are steady and silent.

In front of the team, someone ran back as fast as a galloping horse, and respectfully bowed his hand to a middle-aged man in front of the team: "Giant, the wooden dove has sent a message, and the front thirty miles is Gusu City." ”

The middle-aged man was dressed in ordinary gray linen clothes, and the most ordinary straw sandals were on his feet. He has an ordinary face and bright eyes, which is unforgettable, and this person is Mozi, the founder of the Mo family.

Hearing this, Mozi nodded and said, "We have to speed up our footsteps, and we must rush to Gusu City before noon." ”

Mozi said, looking into the distance, his eyes full of expectation. This time, he came to Wu to support, in addition to helping Wu defend against the attack of Yue Guo, which is in line with his consistent proposition, and a large part of the reason is for his own selfishness.

When he was born, the preaching of the Taoist ancestors had long ended, and there were doctrines established in all parts of the world. When he grows up, no one in the world has ever seen Dao Ancestor. And this time he went to Wu to support, and the novelist's reward for him was that he was willing to take out the Daozu sword and let him participate in enlightenment for three years.

He didn't know what price Wu Guo paid, but he really couldn't refuse the novelist's reward.

Being born at the wrong time and not being able to listen to the teachings of the Taoist Ancestor was the thing that Mozi regretted the most in his life, and now he had the opportunity to understand the sword left by the Taoist Ancestor, which was already a rare surprise for him. For the generosity of the novelist, he even felt a little grateful in his heart.

Of course, if he knew, that saber was one of the rewards paid by Wu Guo to the novelist, and he was afraid that he would cut off the novelist's mind.

Just as the people of the Mo family were heading towards Gusu City, six huge birds flew over their heads.

The bird is about a foot long, and it shimmers with a bronze luster, as if it was cast in bronze, and it is full of hideous feeling in the hot sun.

On the bird, a young man in a black robe frowned at the middle-aged man beside him and said, "Father, below are the people of the Mo family." ”

The middle-aged man is tall, with an elegant and handsome face, and a pair of large hands that are slender and powerful, like exquisite works of art. He stroked his long beard, glanced at the people of the Mo family below him, and said, "Not only the people of the Mo family, but the person who leads the team is Mozi." ”

"Were they also invited by the novelist?" When the young man heard Mozi, his face furrowed slightly, and he glanced cautiously at his father.

Mozi and his father lost the class, but the conflict has been a long time. The grievances between the two can even be involved more than 20 years ago.

A sneer appeared on the face of the public loser, and he said disdainfully: "A group of stubborn hypocrites, even if they are invited by the novelist, so what. My father-in-law's overbearing trick of losing, will he still lose to Mozi Xiaoer's trick? ”

When it came to Mozi, the expression on his face was not good. He and Mozi have always been at odds with each other, and they have always looked down on each other. What made him even more angry was that he had several battles with Mozi, but he won less and lost more.

The public loss class has always been arrogant, and he asked himself that the skill of the organ was far better than Mozi, but he couldn't please him in his hands, how could he swallow this breath.

The young man smiled: "This time, as long as my father gets the book from the novelist, the Mo family's mechanism will definitely be vulnerable in the face of my father's domineering technique." ”

When the public loser class heard this, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "This time it's not just a trick, Wu Wangfu sent someone to secretly negotiate with his father. As long as our Gongyi family is willing to help him conquer the Yue Kingdom, he will give it to Master Ou Xianzi's forging codex. ”

"Ou Xianzi is the number one swordsmith in the world, and with his forging codex, my Gongyi family's domineering mechanism will definitely be able to go to the next level."

When the public loser class talked about Ou Xianzi, his face showed admiration. Although Ou Xianzi is famous for forging swords, it does not affect his admiration, and if he wants to forge the best sword, the requirements for metal are also very high.

And the organs of his public loser are mostly bronze-based, if he can get Ou Yanzi's forging cheats. It was enough for him to lose the family's organs, and it was greatly improved.

That night, Wu Wangfu held a grand welcome dinner in Gusu City.

Now he can't care about whether the news will be discovered by the secret agents of the Yue State, and the war between the Wu State and the Yue State has been completely defeated in the past ten years. He urgently needed to use this matter to boost the momentum of the soldiers of the Wu State.

And everything is just as the husband thinks. When the news spread in the national capital, the morale of the soldiers of Wu State was greatly shaken, and the previous panic and anxiety suddenly dissipated, and they were full of confidence and expectation for the future.

That night, the palace of King Wu.

Wu Wangfu sat on the top seat, with a confident smile on his face, and said to the public loss class below: "I don't know if Mr. is still satisfied with this gift from Gu." ”

Holding a tape-length animal skin scroll in his hand, the male loser looked at the forging technique on it with a happy face, and laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful." With this kind of gold forging technique, the power of my Gongyi family's domineering mechanism will be increased several times. ”

The husband looked at him with great joy, and his heart was very happy. He asked with some anticipation, "I don't know what Mr. promised Gu." ”

The public loss class closed the animal skin roll in his hand, nodded and said: "Please rest assured, the king has no reason to regret what the public loss class promised." Ten days later, the hegemonic organs of our Gongyi family will be able to reach Gusu, and then King Wu will want to counterattack Yueguo, but it will be easy. ”