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Chapter 745: Fame and Death

In the corridor outside the house, the maid was comforting Zeng Ruyu.

Zeng Ruyu didn't understand why her father didn't see her, his daughter, when he was dying, but chose to see Zhou You first.

The father-in-law and son-in-law chatted for a long time in the study.

Zeng Ruyu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling somewhat relieved that Zhou You and Master Zeng had such a harmonious relationship.

Inside the house...

Zhou You looked at Master Zeng with mixed feelings. This Taoist master of Fu Ji was cruel and ruthless. In order to pursue the ultimate mystery of the Great Dao, he was willing to sacrifice the lives of the six northern states. In his eyes, no one was treated equally, whether they were from noble families or common people.

It can be said that this war involving the Wu Clan and the Central Plains was directed by him alone.

How many people hated him with gnashing teeth, wishing to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. This hatred was directed at the Fu Ji organization, which eventually led to the siege by many heroes and the destruction of the Fu Ji organization.

However, he is also a famous figure in the Golden Immortal Dao and a top master in seal script.

Taoist Master Fu Ji has personally trained countless famous seal script masters, and Zhou You is one of his disciples. The foundation he laid was very solid, and also provided the source for his later take-off.

However, all the calculations and plans were ultimately no match for a spear piercing the chest, and the person died like a light going out.

Master Zeng was dying, but he looked at Zhou You with hope in his eyes. He obviously wanted to treat Zhou You as the successor of his hopes and ideals and entrusted everything to him.

"Master, I am not interested in any of these. The only thing I want from you is..."

"I heard that you have been to Black Cloud Mountain. I would like to ask what is the original version of the nursery rhyme about Black Cloud Mountain?"

Master Zeng was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Zhou You wanted nothing but a nursery rhyme.

He was very clear-headed and immediately understood that Zhou You was carrying the Black Cloud Mountain inheritance and must have grasped some secret.

Good boy, he doesn't want his things and insists on starting from scratch on his own.

"Well, you have already reached the third level of powerful martial arts!"

Master Zeng was seriously injured and had been gathering his energy to preserve his last bit of life. Now when he opened his eyes, he discovered that Zhou You had already reached the third level of powerful martial arts.

He sincerely exclaimed, "What a gifted person!"

"I can give you that nursery rhyme, but in exchange, you have to catch my stuff."

Master Zeng pointed at the four big characters "Spring and Autumn Annals" on the tripod.

"Listen carefully. When I saw the Nine Cauldrons of the North, all my research experience and secret collections in my life were overturned. That's why I said 'bullshit' at the end."

"We have all seen it wrong. Studying seal characters is wrong, and the Golden Immortal Dao is also wrong."

Zhou You has a panel analysis, which puts aside the textual expression and directly points to the logic behind the changes, that is, the law.

He originally thought that Master Zeng's vision was limited and no matter how he looked at it, there was nothing new to come up with.

But after listening to the other party's description, I actually felt somewhat close.

"The writing on the Nine Cauldrons is like the skin texture on the human body. It is not static, but leaves various traces with the passage of time. Life is short, just like the withering of autumn, which is in line with the four words 'Spring and Autumn on the Cauldron'."

"Zhou You, listen carefully. The Nine Cauldrons are the foundation, and words are just superficial. If you blindly pursue the details, you will only get further and further away from the great way."

"You can continue to study the text in the future, but you can't get stuck in a rut. You need to let go when it's time to let go. Only by letting go of the obsession with the text can you truly see the truth of the Nine Cauldrons."

“Remember, words are bullshit!”

After Master Zeng finished speaking, he sighed dejectedly and said, "You just need to remember it word for word. Perhaps you will understand the meaning behind it many years later." No, I understand it now!
Zhou You looked at Master Zeng, the Taoist master Fu Ji, in shock. He didn't have a panel and relied entirely on his own wisdom. Although he couldn't see through it completely, he had touched upon the core logic of the Nine Cauldrons.

To sum up his advice to Zhou You, words are tools that you cannot rely on or become addicted to, and must put aside after using them.

I was filled with awe. There were so many outstanding people in this world. If Taoist Master Fu Ji was like this, what about the others?
What secrets did the martial saints in history obtain from the Nine Cauldrons, and from what angle did they open up the core?
"The second thing is Fu Ji. Of course, Taoist Master Fu Ji is dead, so there is no Fu Ji anymore."

Master Zeng continued, "The old men who followed me have died or dispersed, and the Fu Ji organization has disappeared, but I still have some people who have not been incorporated into the organization. If no one takes over after my death, there will definitely be a lot of trouble."

"Ahem, you don't want something like measuring the earth to happen after you measure the sky, do you?"

The Liangdi Organization was formed after the destruction of the Tianbei branch by a group of remnants.

Master Zeng mentioned this example to remind Zhou You that even though a centipede is dead, its bones are still stiff. Although the Fu Ji organization has been destroyed, there are still many remnants that cannot be killed. If left unchecked, there is a high probability that they will come back to life in a different guise.

He held up an object and handed it to Zhou You, "You can choose whether to kill or keep the person on it."

The tone was flat and indifferent, as if the life represented by each name was as light as a feather.

Zhou You sighed, Taoist Master Fu Ji, his demeanor remained unchanged even in such an emergency.

He accidentally saw a familiar name. It was his old acquaintance, one of Master Zeng's disciples, and the senior brother who opened a study supplies business in Gongliang City.

It seems that Master Zeng left a lot of tricks up his sleeve!

If Zhen Beige hadn't cut off all his chances of survival, he would have been able to form a second emerging organization in due course.

"After I die, all my belongings will be handed over to you one by one. Don't be impatient!"

After Master Zeng finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, "You can go now, go out and call Ruyu in."

Zhou You stood in the corridor, and inside the house he could hear Zeng Ruyu whimpering and sobbing.

He looked up at Pan Jinshan in front of him, "Master Pan!"

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it, Your Excellency, just call me by my full name."

Pan Jinshan saluted hastily. The person standing in front of him was not his former martial arts school disciple, but the famous and powerful martial arts master in the city.

In front of the other party, I am just an ordinary martial artist who is as humble as dirt.

Zhou You knew that Pan Jinshan had spent his entire life protecting the peace of the Zeng family. Once Master Zeng passed away, the Zeng family would be left without descendants to inherit the family and would be left with no one to rely on.

Pan Jinshan had obviously already thought about it, "I plan to return to Gongliang City, open a boxing gym, and pick up the King Kong Fist again."

Although Gongliang City is in ruins now, order still exists. After the witches left, people moved into the city one after another. In order to protect themselves in troubled times, there is a great demand to learn boxing.

The Vajra Fist lineage has not been passed down since the death of Mao Laoliu and his disciples.

Pan Jinshan learned the boxing style from Mao Laoliu, and this style is the most authentic. His decision to open a martial arts school was obviously well thought out.

"Mao Lang's side..."

"I have already sent a letter to ask him, and he has no opinion."

Zhou You nodded solemnly, "That's the best."

In the lineage of Mao Laoliu, Mao Lang is the orthodox successor, but he bears the notoriety of killing his master and is obviously not qualified to pass on the skills. Now he is practicing with Dian Xiu in Wanxiu Mountain. Even though he has a bright future, it is impossible for him to open a martial arts school.

In the end, this boxing style was passed down from Panjinshan.

(End of this chapter)