Chapter 23 The Mohists

The old man is none other than Wu Xiaobai's master. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Do you think that if you are here, in the face of hundreds or thousands of Hun cavalry, there will be any chance of victory?" Regarding Wu Xiaobai's anger, the old man just sighed lightly.

"Aren't you my master? How can you watch my parents being killed like this, are you my master like this?" Wu Xiaobai knelt on the ground, unable to cry.

"I ......" the old man was speechless, he felt that Wu Xiaobai was a genius, so he took him to a distant place to collect some precious ores, when he knew that it was too late to rush back, maybe intentionally, or unintentionally, from the beginning he planned to take Wu Xiaobai out of the village, Xu Daoyan looked at the old man, suspicious, but did not say it, because Wu Xiaobai still had to follow his master to practice, this was just his own guess.

"I want to join the army!"

Suddenly, Xu Daoyan said, his eyes were red, if he had realized it earlier, Wu Xiaobai's parents would not have died.

"Daoyan, what are you talking about, you went to join the army and didn't let A-Niang live?" Wu Shi trembled with fright when he heard this.

"I'm going to find my father, and I'm going to avenge Xiaobai's father!" Xu Daoyan was very firm, his eyes were sharp, and he looked at the Wu family.

Wu moved his lips, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.

"Daoyan...... Am I useless, I can't even protect my own father and mother, what am I still cultivating?" Wu Xiaobai hugged Xu Daoyan and cried.

"Xiaobai, your father and mother are my father and mother, I will avenge you!" Xu Daoyan's tears fell, and he said repeatedly.

After a while, Wu Xiaobai's emotions calmed down a lot, and he and Xu Daoyan buried their parents' bodies together.

The village was littered with blood and corpses, and the two of them also helped the other villagers to bury the dead.

After counting, this time the Hun looting killed one hundred and twenty-eight people, although the Hun young master gave an order not to kill the old and weak women and children.

But the way to take charge of the army, how can it be so easy, there will always be scattered to be killed.

All the villagers, almost all the food at home was looted, Xu Daoyan could only divide the food at home, and dug out a lot of sweet potatoes from the back mountain, which could barely satisfy the villagers' hunger.

In the dead of night, Xu Daoyan went to the mountains to cultivate, and now he has only one thought, that is, he wants to join the army.

When he went to the army, he could find out the whereabouts of his father, and second, he wanted to avenge Wu Xiaobai's parents.

Three days passed.

From Shilong City, there was a thousand elite horsemen, well-equipped, Xu Daoyan used Xianmu Jian to investigate, the strength of each warrior, the strength is at least in the realm of third-class people.

This is Stone Dragon City, the Wind Riding Camp.

The village of Pomegranate is now very depressed, and the whole village has a sense of withering life, and they all know that they are late, and that at this time of year, the Huns start to plunder, and they have come to prevent this from happening.

The warriors of the Wind Riding Battalion, who brought enough food to keep the villagers through this winter.

Xu Daoyan asked the leader of the Wind Cavalry Battalion: "When can I join the army?"

"Spring!"

Xu Daoyan, who got the answer, didn't say more, the wind cavalry battalion left later, leaving a hundred elite soldiers in the pomegranate village, which is also very remarkable.

This has never been done before, and the pomegranate village has also been looted before, but it is not the soldiers and horses of the wind cavalry battalion who come, but ordinary troops.

Some villagers asked the soldiers of the Wind Cavalry Battalion why this happened this time, it turned out that this was the son of the general of Shilongcheng, and Shi Yun Gongzi received the battle report and gave a special order.

After Xu Daoyan found out, he remembered in his heart that it seemed that Shi Yun was thinking about him, which made Xu Daoyan even more determined that after the beginning of spring, he must join the army.

A good man, when he fights on the battlefield and defends his family and country, even if he is a horse leather shroud, he will die without regrets, and he can't stay in a village for the rest of his life, doing nothing!

The Mid-Autumn Festival, originally a reunion festival, a Hun invasion, so that the full moon is not round, tonight's moonlight, extraordinarily cold night, so that many people feel cold, cold hearts, feel unprecedented loneliness and despair.

Autumn and March, in a blink of an eye, are about to pass.

At this stage, Xu Daoyan practiced desperately, day and night, and rarely stayed at home, Wu knew the sadness in his heart, so he didn't say much.

She understands that her son is destined to go to the battlefield, and what else can she do besides praying for blessings?

In these forty-five days, Xu Daoyan's lifespan has reached 1,500 years old, as long as he is promoted to another 600 years old, he will be able to step into the realm of fourth-class people, and in terms of practicing lung techniques, it is the preliminary stage of stepping into the preliminary stage of refining the bronze body, according to the words of the old beggar, even if it is a magic weapon of the middle grade of human weapons, it is difficult to hurt Xu Daoyan!

Back in the mountains, in the woods.

Xu Daoyan sat cross-legged, just finished cultivating, his chest bulged, and he exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi like an arrow, plowing a trace on the ground that was neither deep nor shallow.

The lungs are also the canopy in the body, covering the five internal organs, so there is a saying that the lungs are at the top, and the six organs are below, and the lungs are from top to bottom, which is the general name of the human internal organs.

Cultivating the lungs to a certain extent, Xu Daoyan's fur is tough and the brilliance flows, which is the appearance of the strong lungs.

"Master, what exactly is Xiao Bai's cultivation? I can now cultivate within a radius of ten miles, but I can't feel Xiao Bai's breath at all, I feel that he is not in the Pomegranate Village at all, it seems that he has gone to a far place!" Xu Daoyan was very puzzled in his heart, it seemed that it was really possible that day, and his master really didn't know.

"Xiao Bai's cultivation is the magic power of the Mo family, and it is relatively special, there is no room for him to exert it here, so he needs to go far away to collect ore!" The old beggar nodded, as if he could see what Xu Daoyan was thinking, but he didn't break it, and he said a word.

"The Mo family, is it very powerful?" Xu Daoyan was stunned for a moment.

"Of course, I'll tell you about the Mo family. The old beggar spoke.

"The Mo family has ten tenets, love, non-attack, Shangxian, Shangtong, Tianzhi, Ming ghost, non-life, non-music, thrift, and funeral. ”

"In general, in terms of means, it is divided into two sects, the instrument sect, they can turn waste into treasure, refine and invent some things that are not used, and integrate them into every detail of life, as small as the flat pole, hoe, water roller, plough for ploughing, grinding plate, etc., to maximize the labor force and reduce unnecessary manpower and material resources, which is called saving money, and the contribution of the Mo family to the human race is very large. ”

"As big as refining magic weapons, building cities, protecting cities, even crossbow carts, ladders, catapults, and countless others belong to the means of the Instrument Sect, but they never take the initiative to attack others, this is not an attack, Wu Xiaobai, what enters is the Instrument Sect. ”

Because Xu Daoyan has always lived in a small village and doesn't understand anything, the old beggar can only patiently popularize his knowledge, he is concise and to the point, and he can always make Xu Daoyan understand at once.

"It's so powerful, it's good, Xiaobai's future will definitely be bright! What is the other case?" Xu Daoyan was very happy for Wu Xiaobai, and the Mo family sounded no worse than Confucianism and Taoism.

"Xia Zong, they are called Moxia, they love all the weak in the world, and protect the common people, which is the foundation of their lives, this is love!" the old beggar smiled.

Hearing this, it aroused a strong resonance in Xu Daoyan's heart: "Love! The Mo family is so powerful!"

"Whether you are born in the bloodline of the Mo family or not, as long as you have the ability, you can join the Mo family, and only talent moves, this is Shangxian. ”

"Moxia is scattered between heaven and earth, acting chivalrous and righteous, promoting the good and eliminating the disadvantages for the people of Limin, like-minded, this is Shangtong. ”

"Cultivating the art of communicating with the will of the Heavens, punishing the evil and promoting the good, this is the will of Heaven. ”

"You can communicate with ghosts and gods, summon ghosts and gods, this is a ghost. ”

"In addition to this, they also have the magic to prevent being calculated, and they take their fate into their own hands, and it is not known to others, which is fate. ”

"To be able to resist the invasion of musical sounds, not to be affected by their sounds, to stick to the mind, to maintain oneself, this is non-music. ”

"If they fight against the enemy, they will use secret arts, and they will die with the enemy, they will let themselves turn into the avenue of heaven and earth, or after they die naturally, they will be buried in loess and burned, this is called a festival funeral, which is completely different from the descendants of Confucianism to keep filial piety for their ancestors for three years, to a certain extent, there are many antagonisms between the Mohists and Confucianism!"

When Xu Daoyan heard this, he frowned, and said suspiciously: "But their things are not bad, as long as they don't do evil things, why should they be opposed?"

"Haha, they also have something in common, they are all for the people of the world, the methods are different, the ideas are different, this is a kind of ideological confrontation, not the kind of confrontation of blood and hatred, you have to distinguish clearly, everyone's existence, are for the people of the world, but the methods are different, different opinions will naturally have differences, this is inevitable, as if you want to join the army, you think that this can protect her, but your aunt does not want you to join the army, you think that it can protect you, can you say that she is not good?" The old beggar smiled.

Xu Daoyan nodded, thought so, and didn't ask any more, anyway, the old man with the hammer let Wu Xiaobai enter the Qi Sect, and there must be a reason for him.

"It's winter and March, what do I want to cultivate?" Now cultivation is serious, only when he becomes stronger, can he defend his family and defend the country, and kill the enemy on the battlefield, he has been to Shilong City that day, and even the strength of a patrol soldier in Shilong City is so high, Xu Daoyan He wants to go to the battlefield, and he knows that he must have higher strength!

"Kidneys!" the old beggar spat out word by word.

"What are the benefits of cultivating the kidneys?" Xu Daoyan was puzzled, he felt that the five elements circulation in his body was about to be completed, every time the old beggar taught, he could always benefit him a lot, at this time, he was always humble, hoping to gain more knowledge from the old beggar, and he was very focused.