Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 21: Heavenly Sword

Zhou Zi’s Tai Chi leads to human beings, while Chen Tuan’s Wuji leads to elixir.

When medicine meets qi, it forms an image; Tao is in nothingness and combines with nature.

After swallowing a magic pill, I realized that my fate is not determined by God. "

Su Shi didn't speak for a long time, and neither did Foyin. The silence between the two seemed like a contest between them, to see who would give up first.

"Huh." Su Shi exhaled, "Starting tomorrow, study with me!"

In six months, Murong Ji brought out the same enthusiasm he had when he was taking the college entrance examination. Now he is only fourteen years old, at an age full of energy.

Murong Ji studied as if he was risking his life.

What caught Murong Ji's attention were the two servants beside Su Shi, Gao Qiu and Lin Lingsu. These two men, one literary and one martial, were truly dazzling.

At this age, Gao Qiu is absolutely dazzling among his peers. He has knowledge and insights that surpass his peers.

Murong Ji was often crushed by him in terms of knowledge.

How could a person who could contribute to Su Shi's articles be bad? In order to figure out Su Shi's thoughts and consciousness, he often stared at Su Shi's works and studied them patiently.

Murong Ji admired this ability very much. It was probably at this time that Gao Qiu mastered the skill of understanding people's hearts and fooled Song Huizong into taking him as his confidant.

The other Lin Lingsu is also very powerful. With great skills, she can fight with Murong Ji to a draw. Murong Ji's achievements at this age are due to his learning from a famous teacher.

However, he followed Su Shi and learned many different skills. Now, he has not met the person who can help him become a master.

Six months passed in the blink of an eye.

Su Shi was going back to work (actually just to travel), and Murong Ji and his two servants helped him pack his luggage.

I also have to listen to Su Shi's chatter from time to time.

"I've read your master's book, and I still say the same thing. He has the ability to become the founder of the clan, but I don't know if he has the luck."

"However, I like the sentence above: things are the same, but the heart is different. Use the false to cultivate the true and always be pure and peaceful."

"This sentence almost covers the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism." Su Shi sighed and then laughed.

Murong Ji did not reply, but just packed his things silently. He was no longer surprised by such crazy behavior.

Maybe people like them are always a little crazy, just like Li Bai, who is said to have frequent fits of madness.

"Your master emphasizes the word 'honesty', which can be said to be the pinnacle of his ability, just like Confucius' benevolence and Mencius' righteousness. I really envy those who can reach this point."

"Boy, do you know what this means?"

Seeing Murong Ji remained silent, Su Shi was so angry that he kicked him, "I'm talking to you! You kid! You've been fooled by Foyin!"

Murong Ji's eyes were filled with resentment. If he had known, he would have acted like a fool to you a long time ago.

"Be honest with yourself, and it doesn't matter to others. The first essential of spiritual practice is to be honest with yourself, which is similar to self-examination three times a day." Gao Qiu explained to him in a low voice.

No matter how quiet the voice was, Su Shi heard it. He pointed at Murong Ji with a look of disappointment, "Did you hear that? Remember! Be honest with yourself! How can you be so stupid!"

"You are clearly carrying a treasure mountain. As long as you understand it thoroughly, you will have a promising future. Why do you still need to learn Buddhism from Foyin? I tell you, Foyin's teachings are heretical and can anger the Buddha to death!"

"He also eats fish, fake monk, fake monk, do you know?"

Murong Ji patted the footprints on his clothes. After these days, he finally understood everything.

The forty-year-old Su Shi was crushed by the sixty-year-old Foyin in terms of knowledge and was broken.

"Brother, it's time to go." Suddenly, a voice was soft and gentle, like the soft flow of water on the lake. The four words "royal sister and young woman" suddenly appeared in Murong Ji's mind.

Turning around, I saw a gentle woman who was about thirty years old.

She is gentle and dignified, without any amorous feelings, but with a bit of cleverness and cunningness. When she was young, she looked lively.

Lin Lingsu and Gao Qiu quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Uncle Master."

Murong Ji quickly followed suit, but did not call him uncle-master, as he did not know who this person was.

After sending him to the temple gate and standing on the steps, Murong Ji watched Su Shi's carriage going down the mountain from afar. He suddenly remembered the fate of Gao Qiu and Lin Lingsu.

Let out a breath slowly, be it an insult or a good reputation.

"Second Brother!" Murong Ji suddenly circulated his inner strength and sent it out, "If you can't get along with Mr. Su anymore, remember to come to Gusu to find me!"

Then, Lin Lingsu was seen looking back and smiling with her teeth bared, and Gao Qiu waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

Inside the carriage, the woman withdrew her gaze from the window and said with a smile, "Brother, this is the disciple of Monk Foyin? He has such a profound inner strength."

Su Shi's face was full of anger. "Good boy, you are poaching my people openly! I..."

Just as he was about to stick his head out to curse, he was pulled back by the woman, "Why are you making trouble with a junior, really?"

Not long after, Su Shi was transferred to Ruzhou to serve as the prefect.

In 1084, Emperor Shenzong passed away. None of this had anything to do with Murong Ji, as studying and practicing were his first tasks.

When I went down the mountain to improve my life, I was enjoying the meal.

A stranger suddenly sat down next to Murong Ji. Murong Ji, who was eating a chicken leg, was stunned. Looking at the Song Dynasty general in armor in front of him, he felt a little dazed.

After taking a quick look around, I found that a lot of Song Dynasty soldiers had gathered around at some point.

But don’t think that the Song army was weak at that time, its combat power was very strong.

Before the Jurchen Iron Cavalry was formed, the Song Iron Cavalry was invincible with tens of thousands of troops (in fact, it was impossible to have tens of thousands, as three horses per heavy cavalryman was standard, and 30,000 war horses were really not available).

If we form an army with 2,000 war horses and 30,000 war horses, we can easily sweep across the Liao Kingdom.

The Song Dynasty had an abundant horse policy, and most of the horses were war horses of around two thousand (actually less than two thousand), and the rest were old horses that were more than ten years old.

There was a large amount of stockpiling (mostly from Xixia, Mongolia and Liao).

This is also the reason why the Song Dynasty’s cavalry formation was so poor.

Later, the heavy cavalry was disbanded, and Feng Hengyu was gone. Then the whole army was beaten by the Jin Kingdom, and it was difficult to fight the Liao Kingdom.)
Murong Ji put down the chicken leg in his hand and asked, "General, is there anything wrong?"

The general looked Murong Ji up and down and said, "My name is Yang Banghuai, and I'm here to give you a sword."

Murong Ji's eyes lit up instantly. He turned around and saw a soldier walking towards him holding a box.

Place the box on the table and step back.

Murong Ji opened the box, and a Qin sword with a cold and shining light appeared, coupled with carefully painted patterns, which really blinded Murong Ji's eyes.

He picked up the sword. Wow, it’s quite heavy!

The internal force entered the sword, and the entire sword body was vibrating.

(End of this chapter)