Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Lang Jun, there are a total of 80 sets of Dragon Slaying Art in various bookstores across the country, and 20 sets of Art of War."

The art of war collection is actually the military books of the past dynasties. There is a difference between modern warfare and ancient warfare. Wang Xuebin also broke his heart in order to improve their combat effectiveness.

Wang Xuebin closed his eyes and pondered for a moment and said:

"Don't wait, from now on, everyone is silent except for the staff of the bookstore.

Now start to build momentum, say that on the ninth day of September, the secret book of martial arts learned by Wang will be released, and the collection of dragon slaughter and art of war will also be sent out together.

All the people in the garden also evacuated to Peach Blossom Island, obey Miss Aheng's orders, and you also go with me, and work on Peach Blossom Island from now on! "

Steward Chen was the first group of people to study Dragon Slaying Art. He had already guessed what Wang Xuebin was going to do. Hearing this, he didn't feel panicked at this time, so he nodded and said:

"Lang Jun, I'd better follow you, I have no son or daughter, if one day I can see the prosperity in the book, death will be worth it!

Don't worry, Mr. Lang, I won't hold you back! "

Wang Xuebin stared at him for a while, then nodded silently, without saying anything.

Old Chen seemed to have let go of a burden, and his whole body came alive.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lang, I will order you to tell me!"

After speaking, go firmly!

Wang Xuebin looked at Lao Chen's figure, full of anticipation in his heart.

At this time, the rivers and lakes were very turbulent, and Huashan's sword debate had just ended, and six peerless masters were born.

The names of Dongxie, Xidu, Nandi, Beigai, and Zhongshentong are recited all over the world.

Wang Xuebin is not among the five uniques, he is honored as Mr. Guanlan!

The husband here is not a husband, but a teacher.

Someone once mentioned that Wang Xuebin's trip can be a teacher for all warriors in the world. Once this statement was put forward, it was widely recognized, and the only objections were drowned in the ocean of admiration.

Once the classics of the Fuyao lineage were published, Wang Xuebin completely confirmed the name of Mr. Guanlan.

The Fuyao sect really fulfilled the prophecy of Master Wenshi and became the largest sect in the world. Now there are countless warriors who claim to be disciples of Wang Xuebin, and Xinghuo Bookstore has become a holy place in the martial arts world.

The ninth day of September was an unusual day. Many warriors came to the bookstore very early to line up.

The two young knights were the first to come, standing at the front and looking forward excitedly.

"What kind of exercises do you think Mr. Guanlan practiced?"

One of them got a little bored waiting, so he found the person behind him and started a discussion.

"Mr. Guanlan is such a talented person, and the exercises he practices must be extremely profound. Even if we understand it, it will be amazing!"

"Ten years later, I will imitate Mr. Guanlan in martial arts and sword competition, and win the title of number one in the world!"

"Cut! Do you want to be the number one in the world? Have you asked Mr. Guanlan? Have you asked me? How can I, Li Chonglan, let you become the number one in the world?"

The two young warriors were looking forward to the future, and someone at the side couldn't listen anymore, and looked at them and said mockingly:

"Heh! Wang Guanlan is number one in the world, so how could he really announce his skills?

You really think that you can be number one in the world after learning the exercises he gave, do you think Wang Guanlan is a fool?

Do you know how to keep a hand in life?Does the master know that the apprentice of the church starved to death?cut! "

The two young heroes glared at the man who spoke:

"Oh! How can you, who sit on the well and watch the sky, understand Mr. Guanlan's heart? If you don't believe in Mr. Guanlan, why are you here waiting?"

The man said disdainfully:

"I'm here to expose his true colors, so that everyone can see through such a hypocritical and cunning person!"

The young man was still thinking about arguing, but at this moment, the door of the bookstore opened, and a clerk walked out of it, and people's attention was also focused on the clerk.

"Everyone stand in line, the old rules, five cents a book, one person is limited to one set, this time there are three sets of new books, one is the chapter on space observation practiced by Mr. Guanlan, and the other two sets are Dragon Slaying Art and War Collection !"

"First come, first served, if you come late, there will be no more!"

As he said that, he opened the door of the bookstore, and put a box aside. The box was for money, and the guys didn't count it. Anyway, there was only a lot more at the end of each time.

"Come on, line up, each person can only have one set!"

The young man who came first came to the front and said:

"New book, same set!"

The man nodded, took out the book that had been packed long ago from the room, picked it up and handed it to the young man, saying:

"Here you are, a set of two copies of the Contemplation of Space, and the other two sets are gifts!"

The young man took the thick stack of books, was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took out a tael of silver and stuffed it into the cash box amidst the urging of the crowd behind him, and left with the thick stack of books in his arms.

What he didn't see was the indescribably complicated eyes of the bookstore clerk. At this moment, the next guest came, and the bookstore clerk started to get busy again!

On Peach Blossom Island, Huang Yaoshi flipped through the dragon-slaying technique he bought from the bookstore, and saw the deafening remarks in the book, a brand new world appeared in front of him!

At this time, Ah Heng came over.

"Sanggong, what book is so fascinating? You have been reading this book for a day!"

Hearing his wife's voice, Huang Yaoshi looked up at her blankly, but couldn't hear what she said.

Ah Heng looked at him helplessly and asked:

"Is this another martial arts secret book of Brother Guanlan?"

Huang Yaoshi shook his head and said:

"Cheat? This is not a cheat! This is... this is..."

Huang Yaoshi, who has always been knowledgeable, couldn't give this book an attributive word, he sighed helplessly:

"I have known Guanlan for many years, but I never knew that he is such a stalwart person. With this book, it can bring peace to all generations!"

Ah Heng looked at his husband in surprise.

She had never seen her husband worship a person so much. Even the ancient sages and sages often criticized him, and the criticism was well-founded. She did not expect to see such a scene today.

"Then Wang Guanlan is really so amazing?"

In the Chongyang Palace, Wang Chongyang closed his eyes to savor the meaning of the dragon slaying technique, and heard his junior brother asking this question, he opened his eyes and replied:

"Wang Guanlan is truly a man of the world, he must be one of the sages!"

Zhou Botong casually flipped through the book Dragon Slaying Technique and asked:

"Hey~ Brother, what is written in this book?"

Wang Chongyang thought carefully and said:

"The meaning of this book is hard to explain in a single word. With this book alone, you can govern the country in a prosperous age, and you can use it to aspire to the top in troubled times. It is really an amazing book!"

In the Dali Palace, Zhu Ziliu heard the emperor's praise and did not refute, he frowned and said:

"Your Majesty, as soon as this book comes out, we will reform!"

Duan Zhixing nodded solemnly when he heard the words, and after a long silence, he made up his mind and said:

"Change! This book has been spread all over the world. If I don't change it, why don't we ask others to change it for us?"

Zhu Ziliu nodded when he heard what the emperor said, then thought of something and said with a smile:

"I am a small country with few people in Dali. It is not difficult to change it, but it may be difficult in Song Dynasty!"

In the Great Song Palace, the emperor of the Song Dynasty looked at the dragon slaying technique in his hand, his face was full of veins, and he picked up the brush next to his hand to wash it, and slammed it on the ground.

All the servants in the palace were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Rebellious officials and thieves! Rebellious officials and thieves!"

He ruthlessly tore the book into pieces, and shouted to the outside of the palace:

"Call Shi Miyuan, Longhushan Enshrinement, Imperial City Secretary, Privy Envoy to me!"

After speaking, he sat down on the chair, his hands trembling uncontrollably, not knowing whether it was from anger or fear.

After a while, the four of them gathered in the hall with serious expressions.

"His Majesty..."

The four of them were about to salute when they were stopped by the emperor. He looked at the three of them with a ferocious expression and said:

"Wang Xuebin, I want him to die, at all costs!"

The command room of the Imperial City Division quickly knelt down and said:

"Officials, Wang Xuebin has premeditated this place. Recently, the spies of the Imperial City Division have been slaughtered by him, and his trace has already been lost!"

The emperor looked at him angrily and shouted:

"Trash, hurry up and find it for me!"

Then he looked at other people and said:

"From now on, Wang Xuebin is wanted all over the world, and anyone in every prefecture who encounters him will be killed without mercy!

In addition, ransack the house, and search all the bookstores!

go! "

The emperor was already pissed off. He didn't dare to imagine what would happen next, so he could only comfort himself in his heart:

"It'll be all right! It'll be all right..."

On a fishing boat in Suzhou, Wang Xuebin was lying there taking a nap with a straw hat on his head. His appearance has changed now, he has become an old man over fifty years old, and he looks very realistic.

At this time, a small boat approached, and the people on the small boat shouted softly:

"Lang Jun, the garden has been sealed! Tiandi Bookstore has also been confiscated!"

Wang Xuebin didn't look up when he heard the voice, and said lightly:

"I expected it, the fire is not strong enough, let the book fly for a while!"

Chapter 116 Can start a prairie fire

The garden was confiscated and the bookstore was closed, only the humble Yexiang Pavilion survived.

The rivers and lakes, always full of love and hatred, instantly became quiet, never before.

One day, two days, ten days, 20 days.

From court to folk, everyone can feel the oppression of the atmosphere!

"Lang Jun, there is turmoil in the Kingdom of Jin, and a group of people have formed a guerrilla team to fight against the forces of the Jin people!"

In a courtyard house, Wang Xuebin leaned under a tree and watched Dragon Slaying Technique. Hearing what Steward Chen said, he took the information and watched it with interest.

"Quanzhen Sect Qiu Chuji organizes a guerrilla war, and the land of Qin has been engulfed in flames of war!"

Wang Xuebin laughed out loud when he saw this piece of information.

"Haha, I didn't expect Quanzhen to be the first to act. I don't know if Wang Chongyang gave up preaching, or Changchun Daoist acted on his own!"

Seeing Wang Xuebin's smile, Steward Chen also smiled and said:

"Sir, shall we help?"

Wang Xuebin nodded affirmatively and said:

"Of course, we still have to do what we can to get people in the Kingdom of Jin to contact us and provide supplies and information!"

Steward Chen nodded when he heard the words, then he didn't know what to think, hesitantly didn't know how to speak.

Wang Xuebin didn't hear a reply after giving the order, he turned his head strangely, saw Steward Chen's tangled expression, and asked curiously:

"What's the matter, tell me what you have to say, don't hold back!"

Steward Chen took a deep breath, made up his mind and said:

"Lang Jun, the folks in the bookstore have signed a letter, and they want to start the revolution first!"

Wang Xuebin was taken aback when he heard the words, and fell silent. After a while, he asked:

"Are they...ready to sacrifice?"

Steward Chen nodded without hesitation, and took out a petition. This petition only had eight simple words, but it was as heavy as a thousand catties in Wang Xuebin's heart.

"Revolutionary sacrifice, self-initiated!"