Be a reckless man in the martial arts word game

Chapter 431: Buried in the World
Teahouse, "a gathering place for guests".

All the Mohist disciples who came to Yongsheng are gathered here at this moment.

Sui Chao had previously called all the disciples of Dashang to come to Yongsheng in order to attack the palace. Now that the matter was done in an easier way, it was not like the disciples had come in vain.

Why not hold a gathering and share what we have learned with each other.

"First of all, I hope everyone will remember the sacrifices made by Zeng Liu and others on this journey to remonstrate with the king." Sui Chao picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

He didn't drink alcohol on weekdays, but many of the people who died this time were his disciples. They had known each other for more than ten years and shared weal and woe along the way. Now that the yin and yang are separated, it is really heartbreaking and sad.

Seeing the tears in Juzi's eyes, everyone solemnly served him a bowl, not only to mourn for Juzi, but also to see off his colleagues.

"The Mohists are scattered all over the world, and I have been separated from you for a long time. I wonder if anyone has understood the true meaning of 'ceremonial burial'?" Sui Chao asked.

A man with skin as orange as the sun, a broad face and a strong body stood up and clasped his fists, "I dare to ask you, but do you have to understand the magical power of 'Sectional Burial'?"

"No, I haven't gained the magical power of universal love, but I have realized the divine will of universal love."

"Okay, please take a look, giant." The man who spoke took out a sword from the sword box behind him.

The entire body of this sword is inky black, contrary to the plain white color of funerals advocated by Confucianism, but there is an aura of death lingering around the sword.

The most striking thing is that this sword does not need anyone to hold it, it can float in the air by itself.

This sword has a spirit... Everyone has thought of this possibility.

"Famous sword!"

"Zhu Yun has created a famous sword!"

In the eyes of everyone with envy and shock, Zhu Yun, the Mohist, began to introduce his sword.

"The great master recreated the universal love of our Mohist family with 'Jian Xiang Yu', and I, Zhu Yun, am not far behind. This sword can help the world understand the principle of 'temperate burial' again."

"Okay!" Sui Chao laughed, filled a glass of wine and toasted: "Brother Zhu Yun, please bury our comrade on the straw mat in the backyard."

It is the highest honor for them to see off the Mohist disciples with the true meaning of funeral ceremony.

The Mohists were the first in the world, and they could just die and wrap themselves in a straw mat. They did not need living people to work hard. They came in a hurry and left in a hurry. For them, the world was just a knight's journey.

Zhu Yun came out with his sword in his arms, and used the famous sword "Jie Burial" to pay his last respects to those comrades who had sacrificed their lives on the road to remonstrate with the king.

……

In the teahouse, Chu Junhui and Gongshu Cai were also there.

They gathered at the table in the corner, ate wine and meat, and listened to Sui Chao's meeting.

The dozen or so plates of big fish and meat on the table were not from the teahouse. They were all ordered by Chu Jun at the restaurant next door with his own money... There was no such thing as a banquet in the Mo family, so drinking some wine was considered as mourning for the deceased friend.

"Speaking of which, you loser has lost a lot of people, right?" Chu Jun spat out the chicken bones and sucked them into his mouth, not acting like a monk at all.

"Five of them were all my disciples. They were not good at learning and were killed by the palace warriors." Gong Shucai ate better than Chu Junhui, and he didn't seem to feel sad for his disciples at all.

"Isn't your reaction a bit callous?"

"Am I ruthless?" Gong Shucai pointed to Sui Chao, "He is ruthless, okay?"

"I gave each disciple ten gold and three jade to accompany him to the funeral, but he only took a straw mat, which was so perfunctory."

There is still a bit of sentimentality, but Gongshu has to support half of his body, and he can't even run without eating more. Confucianism emphasizes guarding the soul and eating vegetarian food, and Mohism emphasizes ritual burial. He can't agree with either of them.

Chu Junhui clenched his fist and knocked on the table, "I didn't deal with my disciple, and I won't deal with you either."

He spread his hands, revealing two mechanism sources the size of fingernails.

"This is what the great master asked me to pass on to you. In addition, he also gave me a book that records the refining method of the Mohist organ source... Based on my superficial understanding of the mechanism, this thing is better than yours." The government agencies have advanced too much.”

"It can be directly implanted into the human body. If you have this thing, the machine body will definitely be two or three times more powerful." The chicken leg in Gongsucai's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and his face was full of disbelief.

He imagined Sui Chao dancing on his grave, but he never imagined that Sui Chao would share the Mo family's mechanism skills with him.

"Take it." Chu Junhui took out a book from his arms and handed it to Gong Shucai together with the mechanism in his hand.

This was specially prepared by Suichao in order to repay Gongshujia for his help this time. However, because of the awkward relationship between the Mo family and Gongshujia, he found Chu Junhui as an intermediary to deliver it on his behalf.

This was a gift that Gongshu could not refuse.

It was also the first time that he saw clearly the true ambition of the Mohist giant.

He took the things and bowed his hands, "Please...please ask the mage to thank Sui Chao for me."

At this time, the noise caused by the famous sword "Section Burial" attracted Gongshu Caide's attention.

He stared at it for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, his expression dropped a bit.

"Mage..."

"Ok?"

"Do you think the public losers will never be as good as the Mo family?"

"Wrong." Chu Junhui took advantage of Gongshu to emote, and destroyed a lot of meat on the table. After swallowing it in big gulps, he began to explain, "I think the glory of the Mo family will not last long, and it may not be better than you Gongshu. ”

Gongsucai's eyes suddenly lit up: "Why?"

"Every generation of giants in the Mohist family is a great talent. Their abilities can support them to do things that are unpopular with the world and still survive."

"But the inheritance will be broken. It is impossible for the Mohist family to produce such a giant in every generation."

"One day, they will be crushed to pieces because their abilities do not match their ideals."

The Hades Palace died because of the discontinuation of inheritance.

The Mohist family has offended many people. If they want to survive...either to ensure that their inheritance continues from generation to generation, or to change their naive ideals and go with the world.

"Festival burial" appeared in the hands of Cao Ye in later generations, which shows that the Mohist family at that time was already on the stand of the majority of the hundreds of families.

Today's Mohists may have become "old Moh" or "corrupt Moh" in their classics.

Based on Chu Junhui's current understanding of mechanism skills, he can conclude that the chariots in Checheng in later generations must have come from the Gongshu family, not the Mohist family.

Being able to develop in the provincial capital of Yangzhou shows that future generations of public losers should be doing well.

"Don't panic, follow me, the next five thousand years will belong to you." Chu Jun replied, using the news he had received from the future, and started drawing pictures on the spot.

Don't say it, you really don't say it.

People in this era just do this, so Gongshu drank a bowl of wine on the spot to show his determination to serve.

"Mage, where should we go next?"

"Let's first talk about the recent changes in the Shang Kingdom."

"Master, don't be anxious. The latest information should be sent to you soon. I have asked my disciples to get it."

As soon as Gongshu finished speaking, the door of the tea house was pushed open.

Two people were vying for the first place. One person held the organ bird and ran towards Sui's nest, while the other person held the organ bird and ran towards Gongsucai.

"Something happened!"

(End of this chapter)