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Chapter 71 The World is Changing
The one who climbed up to the corner was none other than Siming, the oldest member of the Yin-Yang School in the current generation. He had white hair and a big smile. He waved at Li Guan, then screamed and fell forward. Along with a stream of light that was invisible to the naked eye, a black turtle appeared and carried the old man.

"Long time no see, hahaha, little friend."

The old man was very happy to see Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi didn't want to ask how the old man came to the Xue family.

The Donglu School of Astrology is one of the three secluded sects, and the Yin-Yang School is a prominent school. The approaches of the two are somewhat similar, and they mainly focus on spirit and qi. Yaoguang can come in quietly, and it is not difficult for Siming, who is obviously older than Yaoguang, to have such a skill.

Li Guanyi said something to his aunt, took out a few taels of silver, and took the old man to the tavern outside. The old man ordered a slightly better wine today, which cost three cents a glass, which was a world of difference compared to the wine that cost one cent a glass.

That means there is less water in it.

The old man tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp. As the liquor went down his throat, his face flushed.

He smacked his lips and praised, "Not bad, not bad."

"It's much better than the imperial wine in the palace. The wine in the palace is too soft and has no aftertaste. It can only make people slightly tipsy. It's not as stimulating as this kind of wine. If it can't make people drunk, then there's not much difference between wine and Ganlin cheese."

Li Guanyi did not agree with the old man's point of view.

I was just curious and asked, "It's been almost half a month. Why are you back, old man?"

Siming liked this title very much and laughed, "Of course the matter is settled. If I don't come back, do I have to have the nerve to talk to those dignitaries about this and that? Zu Xiaoyou entered the court and is in charge of the Imperial Observatory, and Wang Tong, that kid, has also become a university scholar."

"Yue Qianfeng has achieved his goal, but I don't know when he will come back."

"Those guys in the palace who were dressed in red and purple lost, but they still pretended to be friendly and friendly. They feasted and mingled with each other. They clearly wanted to skin each other alive, but they still forced a smile. I was really afraid that I would die of laughter, so I came back to find you."

The old man smiled and talked about things in the palace.

A glass of wine was poured in front of Xuangui, and he did not deliberately conceal it when he spoke, but the people around him ignored the old man and the young man. I think it was also the method of the Yin-Yang School. The various schools of thought and the three secular sects were definitely no match for the warriors in close combat.

But practice is not just for fighting.

They have plenty of mysterious methods.

The old man drank a few glasses of wine, then picked up a few peanuts with chopsticks, threw them into his mouth, chewed slowly, and said, "Things have now reached a stable state, and both sides are waiting for a turnaround. In fact, it's a mystery, it's just the great sacrifice of the State of Chen in forty or fifty days."

"Hmph, the Grand Ceremony is basically held between the tenth and twentyth year that an emperor takes office."

"To comfort the ancestors and the gods of the country, I have worked diligently over the years, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe. It is a matter of seeking credit, but it will cost an unknown amount of silver. This time is special, and it seems that all countries will come."

"The prince of the Jiang family of Ying State, the king of the Turkic steppes, and the royal family of Tuyuhun in the Western Regions."

"There are even more other small tribes."

"With so many nobles coming and going, the State of Chen has to receive them. With the pomp of the Chen royal family, the cost of receiving them cannot be small. Such a major event is a national sacrifice, equal to war, and there will often be a move to grant amnesty to the whole country."

"It is to report the achievements of our ancestors. In this case, it is not appropriate to shed blood. Only in this case can Yue Pengwu have the greatest chance of being pardoned. However, the other countries are not coming here to congratulate Chen on its prosperity."

Li Guanyi asked: "Is it to get rid of General Yue?"

The old man nodded: "The pillar of Chen State is the mortal enemy of Ying State."

"When they came to Chen, they naturally wanted to fight for the interests of their own country."

The old man sighed: "It's a pot of rotten porridge."

Li Guanyi said: "Why is Yue Shuai, who is so powerful, imprisoned?"

The old man said, "He is powerful, but the strength of military strategists and warriors is not unsolvable. With the accumulation of a big country, means, strange people and events, and deliberate calculations, it is possible that a warrior will fail. What's more, the prime minister of Chen State is a great Confucian scholar of a very high level."

Li Guanyi said nothing more, but felt that the Chen State Grand Sacrifice more than a month later was really troublesome.

The old man smiled and said, "You're not going, so why are you sighing?"

Li Guanyi said: "I want to go."

Siming's drinking action paused.

Li Guanyi said: "The emperor has issued an order, so I have to go."

He told the old man about it.

The old man's eyes widened, and then he suddenly got angry. He slammed the quilt in his hand on the table and cursed:
"How come the descendants of Chen Xingguo don't have the character of their ancestors? In order to maintain a balance between civil and military officials in the court, they want to remove the general's military power; for the sake of the family's feelings, they want to bring a young man like you to the forefront?!"

"His ancestors still have some heroic spirit."

"How could his descendants become such weaklings after achieving such great feats through martial arts?"

"Idiot! Idiot!"

The old man cursed loudly, and suddenly doubted himself, saying:
"Could it be that I urinated on his grave and put out the smoke from his ancestral tomb? That shouldn't be the case. The tree is clearly growing luxuriantly."

Li Guanyi grinned.

The old man cursed and said:
"The emperor recited your poems, and the children of the civil officials and military heroes in the capital have long disliked you. However, you are in Guanyi City, and the Xue family in Guanyi City is powerful, so they cannot leave the capital easily. When you arrive in the capital, they may come to trouble you."

"But you don't have to worry. You are better than them in martial arts."

"As for reputation, humph, Wang Tong and Zu Wenyuan will be back soon. If you are willing, you can study with them for a while. You will have the reputation of a famous scholar to protect you. In this era, martial arts can protect yourself, but if you can influence the world's literary reputation, you can make all forces respect you."

"They do this to attract great talents from all over the world."

"Only in troubled times can literary fame have such an effect. Wang Tong and Zu Wenyuan are very popular now. They are very famous. The noble families and the people in the court who wear red and purple clothes have to bow their heads slightly. If you have such a literary reputation, the children of the noble families will not dare to go too far even if they hate you to death."

"At least they won't do anything despicable."

Li Guan nodded.

He knows this.

In troubled times, in order to protect oneself, one must not only have martial arts skills but also reputation. He already has some martial arts skills, but his reputation is not well-known. Li Guanyi thought about the situation in Jiangzhou City and felt that it is better to have a literary reputation than to have no reputation. Many of Master Wang Tong’s disciples are children of aristocratic families in Ying State.

Become a disciple and get a title.

When he goes to Ying State one day, at the very least he can make a living by relying on the reputation of his fellow brothers.

And if there are really big changes, this will also be a force and support.

It's a perfect step with both advances and retreats.

Is this the sentence?

When I grow stronger, things will change?

Wait, why do you think of this?

Li Guan paused and dispelled the thought that suddenly popped up in his mind. He had just wanted to live a good and peaceful life with his aunt, but later this idea seemed to have changed.

Maybe it was influenced.

Li Guanyi rubbed his forehead. People will influence each other, so he suppressed these distracting thoughts.

He poured a glass of wine for the old man and said:

"Then I will stay here, prepare the bed to welcome you, and wait for the two seniors."

The old man laughed: "What couch are you sweeping?"

"The two of them have wanted to see you for a long time. There is also a guy from the Mohist School who might come to see you as well. If they were not in a hurry to enter the capital and now have to act with those dignitaries in the court, they would have come to see you a long time ago."

"How can I, an old man, have a turn?"

"But there must be no problem with you, hahaha, after all, it is the White Tiger Sect found by the Donglu Stargazing School." The old man teased, picked up the wine glass, and while drinking, Li Guanyi said: "I'm afraid I'm not the real White Tiger Sect."

The old man spat out a mouthful of wine. He coughed violently, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said:

"You, how do you know? No, I mean, what are you talking about?"

The old man's reaction confirmed Li Guanyi's point of view.

He said: "I seem to see the real White Tiger Sect through the light of the White Tiger Seven Stars."

"Will there be a fight between him and me, old man?"

The old man hesitated, but still did not hide his true feelings on this issue, and said bluntly: "Of course. After all, no matter what, you also carry the starlight of the White Tiger. The starlight of the White Tiger will also increase your strength. For a hero competing for the world, too much strength is never too much."

He gave an example: "Just like the throne, brothers and fathers and sons can fight and poison each other."

"Ordinary families would quarrel over their property and never talk to each other again."

"And the position of the White Tiger Clan represents too many things. Power, reputation, status. In troubled times, it is even more important than the throne. One thousand gold coins can turn brothers against each other. Do you think this position and fate will cause you to fight each other?"

Li Guanyi smiled and said, "Of course I will."

The old man wanted to comfort the young man.

In his eyes, Li Guanyi sometimes looked like a piece of flying grass or a dandelion, with a sense of being far away from his homeland, full of vigilance and uneasiness. But when he saw Li Guanyi holding up the wine glass, the young man thought for a moment and said, "Then let's fight."

The old man paused.

Li Guanyi thought about it seriously and said, "I also need the power of the White Tiger Seven Stars."

"Only with these powers can we live better in troubled times. Besides, even if I want to share my power with him, he won't feel at ease unless he kills me. So, there is no choice, and there is no need to choose anymore."

"Then let us fight."

"Till death."

The old man saw Li Guanyi unconsciously revealing his longing and desire.

This man had talent and ability when they first met, but his first reaction was to draw his weapon to protect his child, like a lion showing its fangs for the first time and roaring at its destined enemy. He has changed, perhaps he has met someone.

The old man suddenly laughed:

"Hahahaha, okay, this is good."

Finally, he looks a little bit like a hero.

Siming didn't say this out loud. He just drank one cup after another. Then he suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I have one more thing to do when I come back. Now that you have entered the country, I should pass on my Yin-Yang School's methods to you."

"The foundation of everything is the Yin and Yang Qi. Only when the Yin and Yang masters enter the realm of the true master can we say that we have made great achievements."

"You can practice the true teachings, which is the art of looking at qi."

Li Guanyi was puzzled: "Qi-reading technique?"

The old man stroked his beard. The art of looking at qi is the direct legacy of Yin-Yang School, which is one of the famous schools of thought. There are countless people in this world who claim to be disciples of Yin-Yang School. Some of them can read people's Feng Shui, some can read people's luck, and tell people's fortunes.

But most of them don't have any special skills. The real art of looking at qi can be used to look at feng shui, fortune, and military affairs. It is a necessary thing for military strategists to understand the yin and yang of the army.

But the kid in front of him definitely doesn't like these mysterious things.

The old man saw the vigilance and rejection on Li Guanyi's face.

This kid doesn't like superstitious things, nor does he like reading. The heroic spirit he showed just now was just like an old man who got drunk and lost his sight. How can we get this kid to take the initiative to learn such a complicated thing as the art of qigong?
Siming touched his chin, smiled, and said, "Yes, the Qi-reading technique."

He stretched out a finger and said word by word:

"You can definitely pick up money!"

The black tortoise was sluggish.

The young man said, "Old man, do you think I am such a greedy person?"

The God of Destiny was stagnant.

Li Guanyi shook his head, with some regret in his eyes, and said frankly:
"Money is only for living well, not everything in life. You've missed the point."

Siming wondered if he had seen it wrong.

Li Guanyi clenched his fist against his lips, coughed, and straightened his back. He said, "But, I think that having more skills is always better. It's also a good thing to learn one more thing. Don't you think so, old senior?"

So the old man pointed at Li Guanyi and laughed.

Funny boy!
Where can there be such a young talent? !

There are so many romantic people in this world.

Heroes are different, but they exist in every generation. That is why he does not want to die under the green mountains.

The old man laughed and drank, and left the world drunk.

Siming seemed quite happy that day and he drank a lot at the end. Li Guan helped him back to his residence. The old man held the wall with one hand and vomited in front of the toilet for a long time. Then he had a splitting headache and repeatedly said that he would never drink this three-cent wine again.

Not enough water.

Up here!

He taught Li Guanyi the basics of qigong, and Li Guanyi actually found two copper coins. The joy of picking up money on the road was even greater than earning money. The next few days were peaceful, until the seventh day, when a reply letter was sent from outside the Longxi Pass of Ying State.

Changsun Wuchou ran madly and delivered the letter to Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally replied.

Not knowing what the second young master had done, Li Guanyi was quite worried that the second young master would rush out to kill him. As a result, he was injured. Before he had the chance to open the letter to check on the second young master's condition, he was found by Mr. Xue Daoyong's guards.

He said that the old man asked him to go to Tingfeng Pavilion.

Contrary to his usual behavior, Konoe just stood aside and waited.

Li Guanyi thought about it, put the letter in his arms, and followed the guard.

Tingfeng Pavilion was quiet, with its doors and windows closed. When Li Guanyi entered Tingfeng Pavilion, an old man was sitting there, with the night pearl illuminating the geomancy map of the world. The old man was staring at the map of the world and didn't even notice Li Guanyi coming in.

His face was solemn.

Li Guanyi sat down, and the old man turned around, looked at him, and said, "Guanyi, you're here."

"How's your martial arts training going?"

Li Guanyi did not say that he had mastered the Jade Arm Divine Bow Technique to a certain extent, and planned to wait a few days before saying anything.

Just said: "It's okay."

Xue Daoyong nodded and said, "I got the news today. The world is going to change."

Li Guanyi:
"What kind of news can change the world?"

The old man looked at him and pushed a letter over to him, saying briefly:

"Tuyuhun."

"Dead."

"Guanyi, do you have any idea?"

(End of this chapter)