In the past, when Mei Niansheng taught Yang Xian, he taught "benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith" at the beginning, that is, to carry forward people's innate bright character, which Confucianism called "Ming Mingde", and then it was self-cultivation and qi cultivation to strengthen oneself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After practicing like this for three or four years, one day Yang Xian asked Mei Niansheng, "Teacher, you only teach me to improve my self-cultivation and morality, but if I meet someone with low cultivation and morality, what should I do?"

Mei Niansheng said: "Then reason with them!"

Yang Xian asked again: "What if the reason doesn't make sense?"

Mei Niansheng glared and said, "Could it be that I taught you martial arts just to strengthen your body?"

In this way, Yang Xian knows how to deal with unreasonable people.

After that, it is "Reason with those who can reason, and those who can't be reasonable!" If the fist doesn't make sense, then move the stick, and if the stick doesn't make sense, then you can only use the knife!"

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

At the beginning, he cut off the golden crown of the three princes, which was a way to "reason", and it was also a way to kill the Heavenly Mandate Sect in Hanlin City, and it was also a way to threaten Su Zixiu in Qingyang, and then threaten Jiang Mingyue and others, which was another way to "reason".

The so-called adapting measures to local conditions and adapting to changes is improvised, Yang Xian knows that in the troubled times, there is no reason to talk about the disaster victims, and there is no reason to talk about these anti-thieves in the Xuanhuo Sect.

"Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith" is not bullshit for them thugs, and those who like to do things with violence are most in awe of violence itself.

Under the right medicine, Yang Xian can only fight violence with violence.

As long as you are bigger than their fists, they will listen to you, and there is no other way than this.

There is a saying called "Troubled times use heavy codes", which talks about such a situation.

What's more, at this time, the Xuanhuo Sect and a group of people already knew Yang Xian's identity, as long as they were in a normal mind, they would never dare to disobey Yang Xian's orders.

There are 81 sects of the nine sects and 13 factions in the world, which are divided into three strata according to the size of the power, that is, the upper nine sects, the middle 13 factions, and the bottom are the 81 sects.

Among the eighty-one gates, it is divided into the upper three, the middle three and the lower three.

These upper, middle and lower three sects are not divided by the rank of the sect, but are based on the means of doing things and the characteristics of the mind.

For example, the sect where the door thief and the door thief are located are listed as the next three doors.

Sects like the Xuanhuo Sect are listed as the middle three sects.

And only the sects that are separated from the nine sects and thirteen sects, because of the inheritance of the authentic sect, the disciples of the sect have more talents, can they be qualified to be listed as the top three sects.

These three classes have not had any major changes in tens of thousands of years, especially the Upper Nine Sects, which have always been ranked high, and no new sect has ever been able to squeeze into these Nine Sects.

In fact, not to mention squeezing into the upper nine sects, even within the thirteen sects, there has never been a new sect that can replace it, and the ones that have really changed are the eighty small sects below.

This situation just shows the power of the top-ranked sects, and the nine sects and thirteen sects are all unfathomable behemoths for all the small sects and sects in the world.

For tens of thousands of years, the world's dynasties have not changed much, but the nine sects and thirteen factions have always been standing, and the depth of the heritage can already be imagined.

The prestige that these sects have established for a long time has made the Jianghu sects dare to rebel against the imperial court, but they rarely dare to provoke the Upper Nine Sects and the Middle Thirteen Sects.

Jiang Mingyue's Xuanhuo Sect is only an emerging small sect among the eighty-one sects, how dare he argue with Confucianism?

Nine sects and thirteen factions, only Confucianism is the only one!

After knowing Yang Xian's identity, it was difficult for them to rebel.

This is also the main reason why Yang Xian left with confidence.

I believe that after Yang Xian's warning, Jiang Mingyue will never do anything excessive to the ordinary people in the town.

As Yang Xianda walked away, the town had gradually been blocked by the mist of trees and disappeared.

At this time, it was just two watches, and he was the only one walking on the avenue, the empty mountains were lonely, and there was no one in the four fields.

Yang Xian walked and raised his eyes to look at the bright moon in the sky, his pride rose suddenly, and he suddenly let out a long whistle, the whistling sound was not stopped, and the person had already shot out, and he was a hundred zhang away in an instant.

But listen to a whistling sound that winds like a dragon in the night, undulating and hovering in the barren mountains and mountains, for a long time.

In fact, there are many martial arts masters living in seclusion in this wilderness of Qingzhou, and at this time, they were shocked by Yang Xian's howling voice, and they were all frightened, and they didn't know which grandmaster passed through here.

Yang Xian roared endlessly, running all the way, crossing mountains and mountains, crossing rivers and rivers, until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and then he stopped his body.

At this time, it was already the time of the third watch.

Turning over a hill, a small mountain village appeared in front of me.

Yang Xian glanced at it slightly, then jumped directly from a mountain cliff, and the people were in the air, taking steps one after another, drifting towards the small mountain village below the mountain.

At this time, there was a mountain wind whistling, and Yang Xianren took advantage of the wind to flutter down the wind, and his clothes were flying, like an immortal descending to earth.

After landing, he was already standing at the head of the small village.

Yang Xian walked forward and entered the village in a moment.

He didn't hide the sound of his footsteps when he entered the village, but the whole village was eerily quiet.

The rooster doesn't crow, the dog doesn't bark, and there is no movement.

Yang Xian felt a little, his brows furrowed, there was no breath of living creatures in this village.

It seems that the entire village has suddenly died or has been evacuated, and now there is no one.

But in Yang Xian's perception, although there are no living creatures, there are some strange things.

"Rustle"

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from both ends of the village, and suddenly there was a sound in the mountain village that had not moved just now.

Yang Xian stood in the middle of the village and squinted.

I saw a figure in front of him slowly walking out of the shadows, and then there were figures shaking behind him, surrounding him in rows.

The men walked stiffly, their faces sluggish, and as they walked, the smell of rancid smell gradually came out, making people smell sick.

Yang Xiangong gathered his eyes to look at a big man walking in front of him, and saw that this big man's face was pale, and there were thin blood lines flowing out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which had dried on his face at this time.

One of his eyeballs had fallen out of its socket and hung on his face, dangling as he moved.

No matter where you look at it, this big man is already dead and can't die anymore, but he is walking around like a living person.

"Zombies?"

Looking at the zombie-like man walking in front of him, Yang Xian showed surprise on his face, "Is there really such a thing?"

Look at the costume of this big man, it is the costume of ordinary peasant people, and many figures behind him are also the costumes of ordinary peasant people, but for some reason they have become what they are now.

Looking at the living dead people who came over, Yang Xian could already see and understand, "These living dead should be the people of this village, I don't know what they have experienced, they have all become what they are now!"

His face darkened, "This is definitely not a naturally formed zombie! I don't know which evil family did it?"

In an instant, the names of several sects of the lower three sects flashed in Yang Xian's heart, "Was it the corpse chasing family, or was it the puppet sect that did it, and what did they kill these villagers for?"

"Shhh

At this moment, the living dead on the opposite side hissed and roared and pounced towards Yang Xian.