What is the purpose of practicing
Become stronger
This is the fundamental purpose, and as for the purpose of prosperity, wealth, revenge, etc. are derivative things, the most fundamental purpose is to become stronger. Practice can turn an ordinary person into a strong person. When the cultivation level reaches a certain level, even the powerful can ignore their status.
When people are still unable to cultivate, there is only one way for people from humble backgrounds to become a master, and that is to become an official. However, the door for the children of poor families to enter the officialdom has never been large, or even fully opened, it is just a cover-up door opened by the emperor to make himself look better.
From the text, how many No. 2 Tanhualangs from ancient times to the present came from poor families? Even if there were, how many of them would eventually squeeze into the court
In martial arts, one general will succeed in ten thousand bones, but in fact, nine out of ten of those generals are the children of famous families, while those who come from poor families are only those who are born in a poor family.
Since people began to practice more than a thousand years ago, it opened another door for the poor. There are high and low births of people, but people's physique is not divided according to high or low. The children of rich and powerful families have excellent physiques capable of practicing, and there are also children from poor families. It seems like this is fairer than entering the test...
In fact, this is not always the case. People with the same talent in cultivation come from poor families and aristocratic families, and their final achievements in cultivation are actually mostly different. The children of the nobles, those with cultivation talents were sent to famous families since they were young, and those with high positions and powers could even invite great practitioners to teach them at home, while the children from poor families relied on their own hard work.
Mu Xianjun is the former.
He is indeed very talented, and he showed this talent at a very young age, so Mu Guangling immediately sent him to the Penglai Sect, which is not the most famous but definitely the most powerful in Eastern Xinjiang. At that time, Su Yang was not yet the head teacher, and the previous generation's head teacher's cultivation was even inferior to Mu Guangling's.
But what Mu Guangling didn't expect was that the previous generation of the Penglai Sect's head teacher was a person who truly had no desires, so in the first two years after Mu Xianjun was sent to the Penglai Sect, the previous generation's head teacher didn't take care of him at all. . It wasn't until Su Yang took over the Penglai sect after the old head teacher passed away that Mu Xianjun began to enjoy special treatment.
Many years later, when someone mentioned this sect that was destroyed before it flourished, they would say that this sect was destroyed after Taoist Xiang Qingniu, and some people said that it was destroyed by Fang Jie. But in fact, after the death of the previous head teacher, the Penglai Sect has actually gone downhill. It seems that after Su Yang succeeded as the head teacher, the strength of the sect has been greatly enhanced, with 800 disciples, and the help of Mufu. It seems that it is not far from Everbright, and in fact, in terms of cultivation base, Penglaizong's strength has fallen below more than one big realm.
Su Yang's ability is much worse than that of the previous generation of head teachers. No matter how talented Mu Xianjun is, what he learned from Su Yang is still somewhat limited.
After returning to the Mu Mansion from Penglaizong, Mu Guangling had a long conversation with Mu Xianjun. What he worried about was that Mu Xianjun would not be able to stand it when he grew up in such an environment where the wind was smooth and people touched the sky. frustration. At the beginning, he sent Mu Xianjun to Penglai Sect precisely because the previous generation's head teacher had amazing cultivation and didn't care about Mu Xianjun's identity, which was of great benefit to Mu Xianjun's growth.
But after the old head teacher died, Mu Guangling hoped that the kind of temper Mu Xianjun had endured would be gone.
A person is talented, comes from a famous family, looks handsome, responds to everyone, and is praised by others... In fact, no matter which dynasty, such a person will be useless in seven or eight out of ten.
Practitioners make themselves stronger and can endure pain that ordinary people cannot.
But at this time, Mu Xianjun was obviously on the verge of collapse.
His right arm was gone, and although the wound was frozen by Fang Jie's physical strength, the pain was unbearable. When he was struggling to stand up, he happened to see Su Yang being sliced open in the middle by something. This time, Mu Xianjun felt that half of his heart died. Then he didn't know why he subconsciously looked at that beautiful woman, and found that she had got up from the recliner, stretched her waist with curves, and those beautiful eyes were still not looking at him, but Fang Jie.
Mu Xianjun's state of mind now, can be summed up as a self-righteous successful person being trampled beyond recognition by another successful person.
"kill me!"
He roared like a beast, his eyes were red.
"No."
Fang Jie, who walked up to him, shook his head: "I won't kill you. Only with you in my hand can I leave Dongjiang smoothly."
Mu Xianjun bit his lip, and suddenly raised his left hand towards his heart, but Fang Xie grabbed it just as his fingers touched his clothes. Logically, it should take him far longer to raise his hand than Fang Jie's. The time to come here should be short, but it is still not as fast as Fang Jie.
With a bang, Fang Jie slammed Mu Xianjun's lower abdomen in a circle, and Mu Xianjun's body flew backwards like a shrimp folded in half, and hit the wall fiercely.
A golden force rushed into Mu Xianjun's sea of qi in his dantian, breaking through the sea of energy in an instant.
The dantian is still there, but all the internal energy has been shattered by Fang Jie's golden sharp power.
"Today..."
Mu Xianjun gritted his teeth and sat up against the wall, with blood dripping from his mouth, he said, "I will repay the shame you have given me a hundred times in the future!"
The hatred in his eyes was so strong and vicious.
"rest assured."
Fang Jie walked over slowly, reached out and picked him up: "You can't wait for that day."
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late at night
Mu Guangling who was sleeping soundly woke up suddenly. He hadn't had a nightmare for many years. He didn't know why he was so frightened by the dream. He reached out to pick up the water glass from the table next to him and took a sip. The cool water flowed down his throat, and the dry and hot pain in his throat finally eased a bit. He hasn't felt this way for a long time since practicing.
Why such a terrible dream
Mu Guangling took a deep breath, and when he was about to put the cup back, he suddenly felt shocked: "Come here, go and see if the young master is in the mansion?"
He had only slept for less than an hour. The generals of the battalions below counted the number of soldiers and horses that could be mobilized today. He had been watching these in the first half of the night, and then drew the offensive route with his staff in front of the map. His time was taken up by military affairs, and he didn't think about the stupid things his son might do.
"Hope it's all right..."
Mu Guangling murmured to himself, not knowing whether it was because he was distracted or what, the cup in his hand just fell out of his hand, and fell to the floor with a thud, and the broken tiles splashed all over the place. land. This sound was as crisp as a thunderclap in the sky, and Mu Guangling trembled slightly in fright.
He became more and more nervous, hurriedly put on his clothes and strode out the door.
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"Who is that couple?"
On the carriage, Mo Ningzhi stretched her arms, and the plump pair on her chest was immediately outlined with a wonderful arc. Fang Jie inadvertently turned his head to see this scene, and couldn't help but be certain in his eyes. Seeing him looking at her chest, Mo Ningzhi blushed slightly: "If you look carelessly again, your eyes will be cut off with one knife!"
Fang Jie smiled sarcastically, and took his eyes back from the beautiful arc with great difficulty: "They are people who work in the world of goods, and the strength of the world of goods is far beyond what people can fathom. Big, and most of the courtiers are still holding the handle in his hand, Sanjinhou can still live well, one is because the original currency is a thing created by the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, and the other is because Sanjinhou himself The cultivation base is very high, and thirdly, it is because there are many masters hiding in the world of goods."
"No wonder..."
Mo Ningzhi actually forgot the dishonesty in Fang Jie's eyes in an instant, smiled and said: "It is impossible to make a firm that big without some strength in hand. It's just that the way I look at that woman is very special. The method of killing Su Yang is not a great practice, it's a bit weird, so I'm curious."
"Huotong Tianxia has almost monopolized all the businesses of the Sui Dynasty. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are many strange people in such a huge organization. However, these two people are indeed the strangest."
Fang Jiedao: "Before I came, I asked Sanjinhou to arrange manpower to respond. Sanjinhou mentioned these two people. The man's name is Lian Dan, and the woman's name is Xue Mei. These two people belong to the kind of people who don't have much talent in cultivation but are absolutely A strong person is like a small waist, like Mr. Zhuo."
"special power?"
Mo Ningzhi nodded: "Sometimes I really don't understand how the same person can have so many differences. There are so many amazing special physiques in this world, as if they have been blessed by heaven. Even today, If it is said that a great cultivator in the enlightened state was killed by a person who does not know how to practice, I am afraid that few people will believe it."
After she finished feeling, she asked Fang Xie: "Didn't Marquis San Jin come to the front yard last night? Why didn't you see him make a move?"
"Because it's useless for him to make a move."
Fang Jie said: "It is better to have someone in the dark, so he should not show his face. I can imagine Mu Guangling's feeling when he found out that his son was lost. We have provoked a man who has been lying in Eastern Xinjiang for many years." Tiger, no one knows what kind of method Mu Guangling will use to kill him."
"It was you who provoked it, not us."
Mo Ningzhi rubbed her slender and beautiful neck like a white swan and said lazily: "When did you and I become us?"
Fang Jie smiled and said nothing.
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Dongding City
1,200 iron cavalry are ready to go. This is a very strange team. They wear the standard armor of the Sui army and blue cloaks on their bodies, but they do not have the standard weapons of the Sui army. No long lance was seen on the victory hook, nor were they carrying horizontal knives on their backs.
Under the blue cloak, it can be vaguely seen that they are carrying something like a wooden stick on their backs. Because they are covered, they can't see carefully. On the waist, hung a two-foot-long short knife on the left side, and a deerskin sheath on the right side, with something like a short, curved stick stuck in it.
Mu Guangling strode out from the Duke's mansion, turned over and jumped on a steed horse, with a gloomy expression.
The old housekeeper surnamed Zhou behind him said with some concern: "My lord... this matter should be left to the people below. It is expected that those people would not dare to do anything to the young man. Most likely they took him as a hostage so that he could get out." Jiang, if you lead troops out of the city like this, I'm afraid it will cause speculation in the battalions and families below."
"No time for that."
Mu Guangling said with a cold face: "My own son has an accident, of course I will save it!"
He patted his war horse: "You will keep an eye on the Shanhai Pass. Once you take it down, order the battalions to gather in Dongding City immediately. All horses and horses must be there within ten days. Anyone who disobeys the military order will be killed immediately!"
"Here."
Lao Zhou responded, and couldn't help trembling seeing the anger on the Duke's face.
It has been too many years, and I haven't seen such a strong and violent anger on the face of this gentleman who is called a true gentleman. Lao Zhou's heart felt a little cold, and he didn't dare to take a second look.