The Hero of the Bright Moon in the Qin Dynasty Mo Wen

"Despicable!" Mao Sui cursed, spat out a mouthful of old blood, he never thought that the dignified master would be so ignorant of martial arts and play a sneak attack, and the attack was made when he was preoccupied with him, and the timing was too accurate He didn't even have a chance to draw his sword.

"Didn't the old ghost tell you that in the face of the enemy, don't believe even a word or a word of the other party? Young people are still too young!" Mrs. Xiang looked lonely like a master, turned around and really returned to his own. He blinked at Jin Yao in his position.

But Mao Sui was still vigilant, afraid that Mr. Xiang would come again, and he was relieved until Mr. Xiang actually sat down, sat back in his seat, and swallowed this dark loss by himself.

Han Fei, Li Si, and Jin Yao all saw Xiangfuzi's last glance, and they all knew that Xiangfuzi was venting his anger on Jinyao.

"I'm so envious of having such a teacher!" Han Fei said unconsciously. Because of his disciple's hostility, he was able to let go of all his face and rules to vent his anger on his disciple.

Li Si also nodded consciously, who doesn't love such a teacher.

"Are you saying that it's better to be a teacher?" Xunzi turned his head and glanced at Han Fei and Li Si. I'm still here, so I want to betray my teacher?

"Disciple dare not!" Han Fei and Li Si immediately shrank their heads like quails. Why did they forget that the teacher was there.

Jin Yao was moved, because of his hostility, he helped him out, but then he thought again, it turned out that Mo Bian's line of mouth sword was used in this way, learned it!

"Grandmaster!" All the bigwigs in the hundred families were serious. Although Mrs. Xiang only punched one punch, the speed was something only a grandmaster could do.

Even Guigu Zongheng's vertical sword Mao Sui couldn't block it, if it were them, it would be the same.

The most important thing is that the Mohist school itself has a profound foundation, and its mechanism skills are the best in the world. Now that there is a martial arts master in charge, anyone who faces the Mohisthism has to weigh their own strength.

Mao Sui also knew that even if he was prepared, he might not be able to block the master's punch, so he didn't continue to provoke, otherwise he would be killed for nothing. Jixia Academy never forbids the dead.

"When Mao Sui heard the words of Mr. Xiang's old scumbag, he lost." Gongsun Long commented lightly.

Because of that sentence, Mao Sui put all his attention and mind on the sword, and his mind was still wandering around the object. Even if Xiangfuzi shot a little slower, Mao Sui only paid attention to the sword that Xiangfuzi borrowed , still can't avoid getting that punch.

"Is this the case for all Mohists?" Gongsun Linglong asked curiously.

"Of course not. This is only true for real enemies. When the Mohists use any method against the enemy, I will not be surprised." Han Tan smiled. Those who survived the battlefield are not surprised by any means. It is the root, and Xiangfuzi is the master of the Mobian lineage who has survived from all the major battlefields.

"So, is there really an enmity between the Mo family and Guigu?" Gongsun Linglong grasped the point.

"I'm not sure, but Mo Bian's lineage must have a big enmity with Mao Sui!" Han Tan thought for a while, Xiangfuzi can only represent Mo Bian's lineage, not Mohism, and what Xiangfuzi said And the last shot, it was obvious that he was really just venting his anger for his disciples.

Therefore, the one who had an enmity with Mao Sui should be one of Xiangfuzi's disciples, and this was just a personal enmity, neither the Mo family nor Guigu would make a big fanfare because of this.

This is also the reason why the other hundred families did not open their mouths to instigate and fight. Before knowing the specific reasons for their personal enmity, keeping silent is the best choice.

In the follow-up, the masters of a hundred schools of thought came to the stage to give speeches on their own theories, and the confrontation between Mr. Xiang and Mao Sui was just a small episode.

"Didn't it mean that it was a dispute over the nature of Confucianism? Why hasn't it started yet?" Jin Yao, who was bored, looked around and muttered.

Han Fei, Li Si and other scholars were different, all of them were well-known giants from hundreds of schools, and ordinary people who had the opportunity to listen to their lectures listened very carefully.

"Jixia Academy, where a hundred schools of thought contend, this is the charm of Jixia Academy, where all scholars can learn the theories of schools other than their own, and use them to collide with their own theories to produce more civilized theories." Han Fei replied casually, still focusing on the speeches of the giants.

Everyone knows that Jixia Academy has been in decline since the time of King Qi Min, and the current grand occasion is only a flash in the pan, and they don't know when they want to see each other again, so all the scholars concentrate on listening and enjoying.

Jin Yao, who has ADHD, can't sit still, but the king of Qi is here, the queen is here, and all the giants are there, so it's hard for him to leave the banquet, and he can't go out.

From the beginning of the lecture, the gate was blocked by scholars rushing over, and it was too conspicuous for him to go out.

Therefore, Jin Yao could only back away quietly, leaning against a pillar, closing his eyes and dozing off, because he couldn't understand a lot of what these people said. It was like the scene when the teacher was teaching when he went back to school, sleepy and drowsy Unknowingly climbed up.

"Dengtuzi, ignorant!" The only one present who would pay attention to Jin Yao was the young Gongsun Linglong. Seeing Jin Yao's performance, he was even more contemptuous. Such a grand event, but he was still able to sleep.

"Snoring ~ snoring ~" When Chu Nangong of the Yin Yang family took the stage to give a speech, a burst of thunderous snoring came from behind the pillar, which was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet academy.

Han Fei and Li Si glanced to the side, Jin Yao disappeared, and then looked at Jin Yao who was sleeping soundly behind the pillar, cold sweat dripped down instantly, and snoring on such occasions, nothing else, but a lost king Yi is enough for him.

What's more, there are so many giants and scholars around. However, asking them to wake up Jin Yao will involve them all and become the object of everyone's tongues.

No.16 Chapter Jumping Great God Jin Yao

The whole hall can be heard, only Jin Yao's snoring can be heard here and there.

"Old man's face~" Mr. Xiang covered his face. Fortunately, he was allowed to go to Confucianism. To lose face is to lose face to Confucianism. It has nothing to do with my Mohism. Mohist disciple.

"It's time!" Gongsun Linglong was excited, looking at Chu Nangong on the field and Jin Yao behind the pillar with a look that he didn't think it was a big deal.

The scholars around Jin Yao also hid far away, not wanting to have anything to do with him.

If you say that you are young, you are naughty and sleep in class; if you say that you are old, you are disrespecting your elders and sages;

This is an absolutely serious disrespect in Confucianism, so all the great Confucianists in Confucianism have ugly faces, even the Confucian factions that are hostile to Xunzi also have gloomy faces, which is a disgrace to their entire Confucianism.

Jin Yao also seemed to sense the abnormal atmosphere around him, so he became excited instantly, and then found that there was no one around him, Han Fei and Li Si were winking at him, and everyone in the hall was focusing on him.

"Oops, I was caught sleeping by the teacher in class, how could I make such a low-level mistake!" Jin Yao didn't have the slightest attitude of admitting his mistake, but secretly hated himself for being too careless, and his skills as a student were wasted.

"Whose turn is it?" Jin Yao glanced past Han Fei and Li Si, and fell towards Chu Nangong in the field. He didn't know Chu Nangong, but fortunately, when each family came to the stage, the master of ceremonies would hold a plaque to show Which one is on stage.

"Yin-Yang Family! We have it!" Jin Yao's thoughts changed sharply, his whole body trembled, as if a ghost was on his body.

"If there is someone who loves the mountain, Xue Lixi will bring her a girl." Jin Yao threw Ling Xu into Han Fei's hands, untied the hair tie, his long hair fluttered, his sleeves fluttered, and he lay on the ground shaking his head. Shake long hair.

"???" Han Fei took the long sword, and then looked at Jin Yao, who was on top of the ghost, a little dumbfounded.

It wasn't just Han Fei who was dumbfounded, everyone present was dumbfounded by Jin Yao's movement. What's going on?

"Chu Ge, Mountain Ghost Sacrifice!" Xun Kuang looked at Jin Yao in surprise, his reaction was amazing!

Chu Nangong was also a little surprised. None of the wizards in Chudi seemed to have the standard of Jin Yao's singing, and although the dancing posture was a little jerky, it was still a standard, and few of them from the Yin Yang family could do it.

"It's good to look at and laugh at, Zi Muyu is kind and graceful." Jin Yao didn't dare to stop, otherwise he would really die.

Fortunately, he had read the classics of the Yin Yang family in the past three days, because later generations lost the music scores and dances of the poems, so he paid special attention to it, and only remembered the ritual dance and style of the mountain ghost.

"This is him?" Li Si and Han Fei looked at each other inexplicably.

"Father, what's wrong with him?" Gongsun Linglong was also startled by Jin Yao's actions.

"Yinyang family, mountain ghost sacrifice!" Gongsun Long said in a low voice. He didn't believe that Jin Yao was really a ghost. ghost sacrifice, and then pretended to be the upper body of a mountain ghost, to escape this disrespect.

Chu Nangong frowned a little. Others might think that Jin Yao was pretending, but he was a little skeptical. The mountain ghost was inherited by no one in their Yinyang family. How did this Confucian disciple know?

In addition, the Yin-Yang family believed in slander, so Chu Nangong and everyone in the Yin-Yang family had some doubts whether Jin Yao had really listened to Nangong's speech and had some insights, and got the inheritance of the mountain ghost, so he suddenly became a ghost. .

"Mom, why don't you stop? I can't remember the lyrics and dances!" Jin Yao was anxious in his heart. He didn't have the ability to remember with a photographic memory, and he could only remember part of it. Now he sang it all. Jumping to the fourth sentence, "Du Heng was taken by Shi Lanxi, and Fang Xinxi left his thoughts." After that, he really doesn't remember.

Chu Nangong was still frowning. He really wanted to know how many mountain ghost inheritances this Confucian boy had acquired, so he never interrupted Jin Yao, just waiting for Jin Yao to stop by himself.

"The rest of the place is secluded, and the sky will never be seen, and the road is dangerous and difficult, so come here alone." Suddenly, a voice transmission emerged from the bottom of Jin Yao's heart.

"Don't look around, don't talk, and remember it with your heart!" After the lyrics, the figure stopped Jin Yao from looking around, and continued to supplement the follow-up lyrics and tunes for Jin Yao.

Jin Yao can only bite the bullet and dance around, only the lyrics and tune are correct.

"Huh?" Chu Nangong frowned. The lyrics and melody were all right, but the dance was wrong. "Could it be that our Yin Yang family's sacrificial dance is wrong, and this boy's is the right one?"

Now, Chu Nangong was also a little confused, and began to doubt the Yin Yang family's own records.

"... Picking Sanxiu in the mountains, Shi Leilei and Ge Manman." The sound transmission continued, and Jin Yao was also dancing vigorously.

"Damn it, the old man doesn't remember what's behind, so pretend to be dizzy!" The voice said cursingly, reminding Jin Yao.

Jin Yao glanced at Han Fei and Li Si, and then looked around the main hall, looking for a suitable place to escape. Finally, he found that the place where a group of dancing girls entered was the most suitable place to escape. He decisively sang and danced, and then went to the middle of the dancing girls After a trip, he fell into the arms of a gorgeously dressed white-haired girl, and secretly stunned himself vigorously.

As long as I'm really dizzy, no one will know that I'm faking it, man, you have to be tough on yourself!

"Hold the grass, you are so ruthless!" The sound transmission sensed Jin Yao's decisiveness, and he had to sigh.

The white-haired girls were also frightened by Jin Yao. They were originally the dancers of Xuege, Concubine Yan. Because of the grand occasion of Jixia Academy, they were specially invited to dance, and they were notified in advance that all the people present were from the famous party. University scholars and big shots can't make mistakes, and can't provoke them.

However, Jin Yao was lying in her arms, still holding her tightly, even if she wanted to push her away, she couldn't do it.

"Is it only here? It's a pity!" Chu Nangong and the Yinyang family sighed a little. They already believed that Jin Yao was not pretending. Determine whether Jin Yao jumped right or wrong.

"This kid can't really be the upper body of a mountain ghost?" Even the prime minister hesitated. The Mo family and the Yinyang family are old enemies. of.

The problem is, the Mohists can't finish learning their own martial arts and scriptures, so who would learn the mountain ghost sacrifice?

Moreover, the Mohist also believed in the theory of ghosts and gods. The eighth level of the Mohist mentality is the ghost, and Jinyao is not too far away from the eighth level. It seems that it is possible to really attract mountain ghosts.

"Why don't you go back and slice Gewu?" Xiang Fuzi's fingers trembled uncontrollably.

The Mohist belief in ghosts and gods is different from other schools. The Mohists do not fear ghosts and gods, but want to capture one or two ghosts and gods to slice and study, and use the power of ghosts and gods for their own use, so they are called Minggui.

Chapter No.17 Collective pit yin and yang

"This kid from the Mo family is interesting!" In the crowd, the head of the Taoist sect, Xi Guanzi, touched the gorgeous Toba on his head and thought to himself.

He was the one who taught Jin Yao in the dark with the Taoist sound transmission just now. Naturally, he could sense that Jin Yao's inner strength came from the Mo family, and he who was in charge of Xue Ji could also sense that Ling Xu that Jin Yao threw to Han Fei was not It is not a counterfeit product, but the real token of the master of the Mohist Mohist debate.

It was also because he recognized the token of Mo Bian's lineage at that time that he secretly helped Jin Yao.

After all, the rivers and lakes are not about fighting and killing, but about the ways of the world.

This time he helped the Mohist family, maybe the next time a Taoist disciple is in danger, he will also get help from the Mohisthism.

"Is he just pretending or a real ghost?" Li Si hesitated.

"Pretending, who would faint and choose a place by himself!" Han Fei looked enviously at Jin Yao, who was lying in the arms of the most beautiful dancer, and still clung to her tightly.

"Son, don't speak, strange power, chaotic god!" Xun Kuang said in a low voice, giving a definition and sentence to this Confucian classic that has many interpretations.

"Confucius didn't speak, and killed ghosts and gods with weird courage?" Han Fei was also stupid, teacher, are you serious?Confucius really meant this?

"Don't go and bring your senior brother back, and hug the girl into a river in front of the public!" Xunzi glanced at Han Fei and cursed, "I don't have any vision at all. It's embarrassing, but embarrassing your teacher and me."

Now everyone thinks that this guy is his disciple, isn't it just to embarrass me.

"Ah? Oh!" Only then did Han Fei come to his senses, walked up to the white-haired dancer, and pulled Jin Yao back forcefully.

"Huh?" I tried hard once, but it didn't move!This guy did it on purpose?Han Fei was speechless, and even more convinced that this guy did it on purpose.

The white-haired girl's originally cold face turned red because of this, but she couldn't break this guy's hand.

Han Fei was also speechless. If he tried harder, not only would he not be able to pull Jin Yao back, but he would also pull the white-haired girl over together, and looked at Li Si for help. He had to find another person to break this guy's hand.

Li Si also understood in seconds, walked to Han Fei's side, and opened Jin Yao's fingers one by one, so that Han Fei could pull Jin Yao to his side.

"My senior brother took the liberty, the Confucianism will compensate the girl!" Li Si saluted the white-haired girl, and then looked at Han Fei. He didn't have the money, so Han Fei had to go out.

"The Confucianism will compensate the girl later!" Han Fei could only bear with it for now. As for the money, we'd better wait until this guy wakes up.

"Master Xun, can you show your love?" Chu Nangong and all the disciples of the Yinyang family looked at Xunzi expectantly. This is the mountain ghost lineage of the Yinyang family whose inheritance has been broken. Let's grab it back and talk about it.

Xunzi naturally understands what the Yinyang family means, but Jin Yao is not his disciple, but the master of the Mohist lineage of the Yinyang family's rival Mohist. If you want to go back, aren't you afraid that there will be a top middleman in the Yinyang family?

"Confucianism never restricts the choice of disciples, you go and tell him yourself!" Xunzi looked at Chu Nangong meaningfully, what is Haitianyihuangshi, if you really want to bring this kid back to Yinyang's family, you just wait for death!