Tongchuan City has been plagued by murders in recent days, and it has been under curfew for several months. Shenwang Street, which runs through the east and west, is brightly lit, and there is the sound of a husband beating a bang, but there are no pedestrians.

At the east end of the street, there is a vast mansion with white walls and green tiles, and just looking at the three hanging flower gatehouses, it is very elegant and magnificent. The courtyard inside the gate is wide, but there are no elaborate pavilions and pavilions, and the floor covered with mud tiles has gentle depressions everywhere, which can be seen. Looking at the eighteen weapon shelves on the eaves corridor of the mansion, I knew that this was a very large-scale martial arts hall.

This martial arts hall is in Tongchuan City, although it has been declining in recent years, there is still the Fang Family Lion Forest Martial Arts Academy with a huge frame of a skinny camel.

Passing through the first lecture hall, to the second into the courtyard, but it is another graceful and luxurious scene, the verandah is copied on all sides, the lotus pond lake stone in the courtyard reflects each other, and the winding path of the Yongdao is secluded.

An old man with a white beard and hair, wearing a delicately patterned Shu brocade robe, stood on the bank of the lotus pond with a wide field of vision, watching the sky at night. This rich man with a brilliant wind god and rich brocade clothes, regardless of the night breeze getting cooler and his children and grandchildren calling, is more than an hour to stand by this silent pool, as if the bright starry sky with clear light has endless charming rivers and mountains, colorful rivers and lakes.

A tall middle-aged man wearing a navy blue combed linen robe walked along the lakeside path. The man stood beside the old man as soon as he saw him, then changed his lofty complexion, stood with his head down, and said respectfully with a face, "Dad, it's cold in the middle of the night, let's go back to the house." ”。

The old man in the Shu brocade robe was still looking up at the sky, without the slightest intention of retracting his gaze, but he muttered to his son who came to persuade him kindly: "It's cold there, this piece of rivers and lakes, but it's indispensable to have a lot of blood boiling." ”

The middle-aged man in the navy blue robe was Fang Qing, the then master of the Lion Forest Martial Academy, and his father, Fang Yaotang, thirty years ago, and Qin Shuhe, the hall master of the Liuhe Hall, were both martial arts masters in Tongchuan City. Uncle Qin and Sheng are domineering and exposed, once they make a move, within three miles of the surroundings, there will be a turbulent fist and a rampant atmosphere. And Fang Yaotang is introverted, fist and sword internal strength, all of which are flowing clouds and water, and the unity of heaven and man is a Dao bone fairy wind.

The two of them are both grandmasters of the same generation, although they often compete in secret, but every time they close the doors and windows and retreat from the crowd. It has never been fair to say who is higher or lower among the two grandmasters. Until Qin Shuhe's son, Qin Liusheng, the martial arts genius of Liuhetang, debuted, not only made the kingly aura of the ancestral martial arts blue, but also pressed the Fang family everywhere from then on.

Qin Liusheng and Fang Qing, the two new generation of museum owners, did not inherit the legacy of their ancestors. It is okay to compete with each other, so that the disciples of both sides are all present, and the martial artists in the city testify, compete fairly, and show their magical powers.

This kind of dispute was originally provoked by Qin Liusheng when he was young and vigorous, Fang Qing was angry, and he fought twice, both of which were outside a hundred moves, losing the opponent's punch.

Fang Qing saw that his father could see it, so he didn't bother with anything, just straightened up and stood quietly to the side. The old man with silver hair hung his head, shook his sore neck slightly, and walked back and forth in front of his son with his hands behind his back, as if he was contemplative, and the fingers behind his back twisted secretly, as if he was doing some kind of mental arithmetic.

Fang Yaotang suddenly stopped at his feet, looked sideways at his son who was standing on the side, and said, "Fang Qing, over the years, in the dispute with the Qin family, I have always let you have reservations without any traces, and you are inferior everywhere, can you hold back your grievances?"

Fang Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "I'm just a superficial martial artist, although our Fang family is based on martial arts, and the inheritance of family learning, it is broad and profound. It's a pity that the child is stupid, and a lot of Qimen metaphysics that is also beneficial to martial arts is only a book from heaven to me. Therefore, my father handed over the lion forest to me, and the child could only walk on thin ice, for fear of humiliating the court. As for the way of the world, I will not be wrong if I listen to my father. It's a pity ......"

Before the eldest son could finish speaking, the old man waved his hand, interrupted him and said, "Your brother's matter, I know that you still have a pimple in your heart." But he has his own ideas, not to mention, he has never dared to be interested in martial arts, and you can only shoulder the burden of running the lion forest, don't fight Fang Liang's idea. ”

Fang Qing wanted to speak and stopped. The old man glared at him and said, "Do you think that I let Fang Liang leave Tongchuan in my early years and set up his own door, which is very unprofessional?"

Fang Qing's expression was solemn, obviously acquiescing.

The older a person gets, the more childish he becomes, at this time, Fang Yaotang gently stroked the silver beard under his chin, with a mischievous smile on his face, "Fang Qing, you are in the prime of life, don't be afraid of being tired." Let's lose others, don't worry, let some good young people die early, in fact, it is also a great merit. Knowing how many years you have served, why don't I let you get more military merits?"

Fang Qing finally stopped hiding the grievances on his face, and lowered his head and said, "The child really can't figure it out, the undercurrents have been surging everywhere in those years, and it is a good time for men to make contributions." What's more, how can the people who disobey the way of heaven and the thieves and bandits who cause trouble in the world be worthy of the virtue of heaven's good life?"

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Well, I finally don't hold it in my heart, just ask." Even if you ask, I'm going to let you do that from now on. Not to mention the years you have served, let's just say that now, the second son of the Qin family has led the troops out of the city again today. I was a mid-draw winner. In the midst of blamelessness, there is a bad omen. Don't think Daddy doesn't care about anything, I care a lot. Ancestors have created such a big family business for several generations, if they come to my son, it will decline, and in a few years, how can I go to see my ancestors and ancestors with my old face? The rise and fall of the Qin family is secondary, mainly to see the subtleties. Who can see the so-called general trend of the world at a glance? If you look at a Tongchuan, you can't see it. But the rise and fall of the world is all seen in the rise and fall of a family. ”

It was originally a filial son who wanted to persuade the old man to go back to the house, but at this time, he really responded to the meat bun and beat the dog, but the old man didn't persuade him to return, but his eyes widened and he could hear it.

The old man cleared his throat and continued: "Tell you the hexagram of the heavenly phenomena, and if you can't tell the truth, just tell the truth. The Tao has ruled the world for thousands of years. The world is peaceful, stable and prosperous, and the people's hearts seem to be stable and indifferent, but in fact, they are deeply dying. Why is it that the more peaceful the world is, the more prosperous the practice of martial arts has become in recent years? It is necessary to know that martial artists still have the art of killing people at their roots; those so-called people who use force to stop fighting and benevolent to help the world are all the perceptions that have been trampled all the way out of the sea of corpses and blood, and this kind of person is rare. After all, the atmosphere of the world is still made in the homes of ordinary people who calculate firewood, rice, oil and salt all day long. Ordinary people are diligently cultivating and purifying their hearts on the one hand, and fanatical about killing people on the other, that is the biggest undercurrent in the world. ”

"Tongshan Sect has been prosperous for hundreds of years, and the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the Tongchuan City has been rich and prosperous in business and trade over the years. It's just that the rash expansion of the new city has cost the people and money, and the people are full of grievances; it's just that at the moment, they are all believers in the Taiyi Sect, and they dare not discuss the affairs of the immortal family. However, the bandits in Wumo Mountain are rampant, and a new god of grass mowing baby has been achieved among the people, although it is boring, but it just makes some invisible people's hearts surface. The general public needs a new hero or god. ”

"There is also the Yinduo, Sidefan, Potang Sanxiang robbery tribute silver case, more than 30 apologetic soldiers in Dupengling, actually participated in the peace with a Yudaishan monk from Luxu City, and were brutally killed, becoming a headless public case that shocked the two sects and two cities, and it was kept secret. In the past few months, Tongchuan City has been shocked by the evil art of the Demon Sect and the murder of officials and officials, which seems to have happened by accident; ”

Fang Qing was like an initiation, and suddenly realized: "So what my father meant, since the situation is unclear and people's hearts are not ancient, is it for me to keep my light and take advantage of the situation? ”

Fang Yaotang nodded and said approvingly, "You can start thinking about how to deal with yourself, it's good." You can try more in the future. But you must first have self-knowledge, and then seek a way to deal with yourself. ”

Fang Qing was stunned and muttered, "Self-knowledge?"

"Yes, your younger brother Fang Liang is a wise person, so in the year of the weak crown, in addition to martial arts, he has already exhausted the essence of family inheritance. It's just that he was not reconciled to this, and decided to leave home and travel the world to verify his so-called way of the world. But what I know is that his way of going through the world is actually just a self-humble statement. ”

Fang Qing was confused, he wanted to ask, but he didn't know what to ask, but he saw that his father's eyes were suddenly gentle, and he looked at himself and said, "Don't talk about him, talk about your self-knowledge, do you know what your martial arts heart is?"

Fang Qing shook his head blankly, he practiced martial arts, he always just felt that it should be like this, when he was young, he hoped to make meritorious contributions day and night, but he was only a person who practiced martial arts, and he should be bloody on the battlefield, maintain the way of heaven, and drive away madmen. It's just that when all this was constrained by his father's various means openly and secretly, and he was depressed, he took over the family business with peace of mind and inherited the martial arts.

The old man turned his head and looked to the north, although he could only see the deep courtyard not far in front of him, and the cornices and corners, he still had a distant look in his eyes and was extremely focused. In the night hexagram, he said to his son lightly, in fact, after the signing, he himself secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

Tonight in the north, there is a dragon out to sea and diving in the abyss.

The old man turned around, and the other party said: "Your martial arts heart has the strength of thousands of people to slaughter, and at the root of the martial soul, there is a sword that kills ten thousand people." ”

Fang Yaotang didn't care about this reckless son, he had already stood on the spot, dumbfounded, "As for your younger brother, don't blame him." On the contrary, Fang Liang is as enthusiastic as fire, but he is gentle and does not show it to others. If it weren't for him, the father would not be able to look at the world so detachedly in this land that rules the world. ”

"No matter how much the Qin family is in the limelight, after all, it is all a small path of utilitarian drilling. And your younger brother is to build a magnificent temple in the world of the twilight hearts of the world. When the time is right, he and his heirs will come back to you, the eldest brother, and when the time comes, I will not stop you from turning the world upside down. ”