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Chapter 28 Treat others with sincerity
Murong Ji had said so much, which could be said to involve the secrets of the sect's skills, so Qiao Feng did not say any more.

Changing the subject: "Young Master Murong's affairs have been investigated. You are free to leave now."

Murong Ji smiled and sat down. He was in no hurry to leave since he had nowhere to go anyway. "In that case, Brother Qiao, don't call me Young Master anymore. My name is Murong Ji."

After thinking for a while, if I leave now, what if Murong Fu hasn't gone far yet?

So he said, "If you think highly of me, just call me brother. Besides, I have nowhere to go now, so I'll just follow you guys."

Qiao Feng suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha! Sure! Of course I can. I'm an orphan, and I grew up in the Beggars' Sect. It's not bad to have a younger brother!"

As he said that, he directly handed over the wine bag. Murong Ji took a sip and his face turned red from the spiciness. Who said there was no strong liquor in ancient times? !
"Come to think of it, I also have some selfish motives." Murong Ji was a little embarrassed, and when he thought of that 'sincerity', he felt a little emotional.

The so-called "sincerity" is actually not difficult to understand. It is a matter of cultivating one's state of mind. If one tells too many lies, one will often believe them oneself.

But the question is, does anyone still remember how they felt when they told a lie for the first time? That faint feeling of guilt, which has been there for a long time, is the poison of practitioners.

Murong Ji let out a breath. You can be cunning, treacherous, do all kinds of evil, etc. After all, no one can help you decide what kind of person you can be.

But to yourself, you must be honest.

Confucianism teaches us to examine ourselves three times a day.

Do you act unfaithfully when you are doing something for others? Do you act unfaithfully when you are making friends? Do you pass on knowledge without practicing it?
When used to refer to ascetics, it is just a different way of saying it.

Have you done your homework carefully? Have you gained anything today? Have you made any progress in your state of mind?

However, it is so difficult to be truly open and honest.

He felt that the master's "sincerity" had another meaning.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji let out a breath. All he could do was not to lie unless it was necessary.

"Brother Qiao, I want you to help me practice. Haha. I even remembered your palm technique."

Qiao Feng laughed, "You can speak frankly, which shows your character. Come, have another piece of dry food."

After Murong Ji took it, he slowly slurped it down with the water. In this era, this kind of dry food was a good thing.

"Brother Qiao used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Qiao Feng was stunned. "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Nice name, but I used the Dragon Subduing Palm, which has a total of twenty-eight moves."

Murong Ji was startled, and suddenly said: "Brother Qiao, have you ever thought about simplifying your palm technique? For example, my palm technique has a total of five moves, but they are connected from beginning to end."

Qiao Feng nodded, "Indeed, I have the same idea, but I need to accumulate some experience."

"By the way, I still don't know where you guys are going. I didn't dare to ask a few days ago."

Qiao Feng: "Kaifeng Prefecture, Jingji Road."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't ask what it was. This was someone else's secret. "The capital of the Song Dynasty?"

What a coincidence, I'm going too.

After thinking about it, Su Shi is still in Kyoto, and there is his own uncle. If there is a chance, let them get him into the imperial study of the Song Dynasty.

"It just so happens that I'm going to Kyoto too."

In the next few days, Murong Ji took the initiative to talk to Qiao Feng about his views on martial arts, and they exchanged ideas with each other. What made Murong Ji a little melancholy was that

In terms of knowledge and insights on martial arts, Qiao Feng was not as good as himself. What surprised him was that Qiao Feng was extremely outstanding in actual combat.

The two of them simply made up for each other. During the break in their journey, Murong Ji and Qiao Feng exchanged a few moves.

Dou Zhuan Xing Yi directly deflected the palm force and hit it to the side, but he couldn't turn it back. Although he was not injured, he didn't feel good.

He exhaled slowly. Qiao Feng's palm power was too overbearing and vigorous. It was now difficult for him to withstand even one palm strike.

"Brother Murong, are you okay?" Qiao Feng came over and gave him a helping hand.

"It's okay, I'm just too bad." Murong Ji's face was a little pale, and he was very embarrassed. Now, if Qiao Feng said he could kill him with one palm, Murong Ji would not doubt it.

"Hahaha, you are anxious! Brother Murong, you are only sixteen years old now. Do you know what I was doing when I was sixteen?"

Murong Ji looked up and listened carefully to Qiao Feng's words: "This year, I, Qiao Feng, am 24 years old, and my strength is barely comparable to that of the elders in the sect."

"Brother Murong, when I was your age, I was not outstanding. I was still strengthening my muscles and bones. Practicing martial arts is like an old farmer who knows when to plant and when to water the land."

"When to weed? Once you've done all this, just wait for the crops to grow. When you're twenty years old and your body is fully grown, your internal strength and power will grow naturally, just like the crops."

"What you need to do now is not to worry about your own low strength, but to increase your foundation and accumulate strength for a breakthrough."

Murong Ji felt somewhat comforted. His master and Shi Liaoyuan had both told him what Qiao Feng said. Murong Ji didn't know what it meant for things to come naturally.

But who said the Beggars' Sect was poor?
As the largest gang in the world, they are extremely wealthy!
Don’t think that the Beggars’ Sect is bad. It is very powerful. Not only do they have many members, but they also have many experts.

The Beggars' Sect set up a special hall to teach skills and recruit orphans into the sect, including some with good qualifications.

After a few days, Murong Ji also figured out the pattern of the Beggars' Sect.

Selling information is the main source of income.

The second is the profit from hiring people for escort and other things, which is a bit similar to a security agency, but the organizer is the boss, and they are only responsible for guarding the goods and establishing connections.

The interests involved also involve conflicts of interest in various aspects.

Just to put it this way, the Beggars' Sect is the only organization that has established branches throughout the Song Dynasty, which shows its scale.

Qiao Feng found some medicinal herbs and prescriptions, and showed Murong Ji how to sharpen his muscles and bones.

After practicing it, Murong Ji realized that this was the entry method of Shaolin Temple's horizontal training.

When they arrived in Kyoto, Murong Ji followed to the Kyoto branch. It was not very big, just a residential courtyard.

"Brother Qiao, how long will you stay in Kyoto?"

Qiao Feng thought for a moment, "I don't know either. It depends on how things progress. What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Murong Ji thought for a moment and said, "Can I ask the Beggars' Sect brothers to find out some information?"

"The Beggars' Sect disciples are spread all over the country, and they are well-informed. Of course, they can do it."

The two made an agreement and then went their separate ways to rest.

Murong Ji washed up and went to bed. He rested for a few days and also wandered around Tokyo, the capital of the Song Dynasty.

It was prosperous, but Murong Ji could not see the kind of glory that people in later generations saw.

It’s not to say it’s bad, but I always feel that it lacks the vitality of later generations. Perhaps this is the limitation of the times.

(End of this chapter)