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Chapter 26: Transcendence

As usual, I prayed for the vote and asked for collection. Then, Aunt Lan and the young woman Liu Dusu were lewd! 12 tears T_T

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The thickness of Yang Zhao's face was not as powerful as Li Shentong recognized. At least, when everyone left Jianmen County early the next morning, the little prince did not get into the carriage and lie down. Instead, he just found a bad horse to ride on it, and then mingled with the group of escorts from Wu'an Escort Bureau to follow the south. Although Li Shentong felt increasingly disgusted with this "self-indulgent" behavior, since Mingyue and Fan Qinghui didn't say anything, he was embarrassed to act too stingy. Anyway, he was not upset and was not annoyed, so he would go with him.

On the other hand, Yang Zhao was actually not completely involved in the escort team because of his thin skin. Speaking of which, although the two identities before and after the journey have been perfectly integrated, Yang Zhao still subconsciously has always been accustomed to looking at everyone or things around him with the equal eyes of modern people in the 21st century. He would not think that the emperor is so sacred and inviolable, nor does he think that the peddler is so lowly. In short, it is just a different division of professions.

However, Li Shentong is an absolute junior high school student. He is full of self-confidence and contempt and disdain for low-ranking poor men. When getting along with such a person, Yang Zhao always feels uncomfortable. There are still many journeys to go from Jianmen County to Chengdu. Do you really have to sit and stare at such a person for so many days in a row? Yang Zhao doesn't want to get depressed.

However, although Yang Zhao thought so, others could not learn from him as free and easy. You should know that since Cao Pi introduced the Nine-rank Zhongzheng system during the Three Kingdoms period, society has been in the top grade without poor families and low grade without aristocratic families for hundreds of years. The hierarchy is clear and strict and cannot be surpassed. Over time, this concept has long become natural in the minds of the world.

Although Yang Zhao concealed his identity as a descendant of the royal family, the fabricated Yang Su tribe's signature is still shining enough to make people dazzling in the eyes of the rude men who are reluctant to make money by making money in the Wu'an Escort Agency. So when the little prince squeezed to the escorts of the escort agency, everyone was dumbfounded and at a loss.

Fortunately, Yang Zhao is a bit accustomed to his personality. He always does not avoid suspicion when eating and playing. He squats with everyone to eat dry food and drink bad wine. He shows off his knowledge and guides the mountains and rivers during the journey. When he goes to a shop or camps in the wild, he tells a few old jokes from the 21st century casually. All these actions are naturally very friendly in the eyes of the men of the escort agency. After two or three days, they have no barriers when they get along with Yang Zhao. Even though they seem to have a little urge to chop chicken heads and burn yellow paper.

Having said that, the boundaries between the top and lower grades of the family are still deeply rooted in this era. Although the men of the escort agency are quite intimate about people like Yang Zhao who are "noble" and are willing to get along with him, they often express their admiration and desire for the high-ranking clans during their trip. Qin Wuan, the chief escort leader, said with emotion: "Mr. Yang, you are a member of Duke Yue, and your martial arts are so high. Although you are not satisfied for the time being, you will definitely achieve something in the future. Since the ancestors and clans have made such an amazing reputation, we, as descendants, should always take it as our responsibility to revitalize the family reputation. Remember not to be willing to sink into it."

Yang Zhao was a little dissatisfied. But Shi Feng was like this, and he had no choice. He just listened to Qin Wu'an's implication and seemed to be proud of his ancestors and ancestors. He asked casually: "It should be like this. By the way, I wonder if the ancestor of the Chief Eunuch?"

When Qin Wuan mentioned this, he couldn't help but danced. However, before he could answer, Hu Jingshui next to him had already slapped over and said with a smile: "Young Master Yang, you don't know. The ancestors of our chief escort are amazing. They were one of the four famous generals in the late Warring States Period, Bai Qi, the war god of Qin, Wu'an Jun. In the battle of Changping, he killed 400,000 Zhao's army. It was really shocking the world and wept ghosts and gods. How might it be? How powerful and murderous."

Qin Wu'an sighed and said, "It's a pity that the King of Qin was deceived by the treacherous ministers, and Wu'an finally passed away unjustly. Wu'an's descendants changed their surname to Qin to avoid suspicion because they were afraid of being implicated again. After hundreds of years of Qin, Han, Wei and Jin Dynasties, I have reached my generation today... Alas, Wu'an's martial arts that had been so powerful that the world was lost. Although Qin was determined to build a family again, it was a pity that he worked hard for half his life and still achieved nothing. I am really ashamed, ashamed."

Yang Zhao nodded and said, "So that's it. I have seen many people who practice the ten bloody battles, but this martial arts is easy to learn but difficult to master, and there is really no one in a thousand who can get the essence of it. The head of the chief escort seems to have never received guidance from a famous teacher. It is indeed a source of family learning by practicing hard by himself. Besides, the head of the chief escort is the leader of a game, and it is really too humble to say that nothing can be accomplished."

Qin Wu'an sighed and said, "Although you don't have to worry about food and clothing, no matter how successful you start an escort agency, you will always be a low-ranking class. I'm afraid Qin wants to revitalize the majesty of his ancestor Wu'anjun, I'm afraid... I'm just a delusion? Alas~" After that, his tone was quite desolate.

After a few days of getting along, Yang Zhao had a rough understanding of Qin Wu'an's character. He was loyal and righteous, and was very generous. Although he occasionally had occasions outside, he was still very loving with his wife at home. In the business of escort agencies, his martial arts skills were second-rate. The key was to be old enough and familiar with the world. The reason why Wu'an escort agencies was favored by Li Yuan, Duke of Tang, was that Mingyue, who was also scrambled to flatter, was hired as a guard by Mingyue, who was also scrambling to show off among the noble families in Daxing City. It was obvious that Qin Wu'an was also very capable.

Yang Zhao was initially appointed as King of Henan and was allowed to open a palace. But now he has no soldiers or generals, and he is still a commander. People like Qin Wuan have methods and scheming and have connections, but unfortunately they just lack some opportunity. If they are promoted by knowledge, their achievements will not be the only one at the moment. Thinking of this, Yang Zhao had some ideas. However, the time is wrong, so there is no need to rush to say it out first.

The little prince comforted Qin Wuan casually and asked, "The chief escort is indeed a descendant of a famous family, but the Hu escort is not bad, right? That night, he fought with the two of them. He practiced both swords and swords, and his attainments were really extraordinary. But I don't know what martial arts it is?"

Tuoba Wenzheng said in a rough voice: "Young Master Yang, you don't know. Senior Brother Hu and I are actually brothers of Tianzong. He is from Jianmen, and I am from Jianmen."

This time it was Yang Zhao's turn to be surprised. He turned around and raised his eyebrows and said, "Tianzong? Tuoba Biaotou and Hu Biaotou are both brothers and sons of Tianzong? That heroic hero and hero back then..."

"The heroic uncle is the fourth generation of Tianzong, and the fourth generation of brothers and sons, and we are the fifth generation." Hu Jingshui touched the sword on his back and sighed: "I remember that our Tianzong was so powerful in the Central Plains martial arts world back then. But since the great plague... Oh, forget it, the heroes won't mention the events of that year. In short, since the head master moved the chief altar to the Western Regions, our younger brothers and sons who are still in the Central Plains have become increasingly difficult."

Qin Wuan patted the two archers on the shoulders and said, "No matter how much Tianzong is, it is a famous sect. The martial arts learned by you two brothers are much better than the ten bloody battle styles of me, Lao Qin. But look at yourself? One day when I joined forces with Lao Qin, I still can't even take a single move by Master Yang. What does this mean? Lao Hu, don't be too ambitious anymore. In the future, concentrate on practicing martial arts, don't have any unrealistic daydreams for swords and swords. Walking in the world, you can avoid showing off your good deeds."

Hu Jingshui's face turned red and he loudly defended: "Why did the chief archer say that I, Lao Hu, is daydreaming? The founder of this sect, laughed at the common people, who were originally a master of swords and swords, and was a powerful force in the martial arts world. Lao Hu, I carried swords and swords at the same time, to reappear the power of the ancestors. This is called having faith, pursuits, and ideals! Do you understand?"

"But Brother Hu, after practicing for so many years, your martial arts seem to have not improved, but have also regressed?" Tuoba Wenzheng still had a thick face and said in a buzzing voice: "When I was still in Tianzong, you could knock me down within thirty moves of your sword. But since you wanted to practice swords and swords, it seems that you have to spend at least one hundred moves now, which is not necessarily true, right?"

Qin Wuan and other escort agencies laughed in unison when they heard this. Hu Jingshui said, wanting to refute but couldn't find the words, which was really embarrassing. Yang Zhao hurried out to smooth things out and said, "Since the ancestor can do it, it's unreasonable, the younger brothers can't do it. Otherwise, aren't all the sects in the world missing one generation? Who else can learn martial arts and practice what skills? Well... I think Hu PaoTao can't make progress, maybe it's just not practicing the method, and it can't be said to be wrong. If Hu PaoTao and Tuoba PaoTao, and General Qin PaoTao. If the three of you don't dislike it, why should we find time to discuss and discuss?"

That night, Yang Zhao easily defeated three people, and his martial arts were much better than them. It was a rare opportunity for the three escort leaders to get such a master. At that moment, the three of them were overjoyed and couldn't help but agree.

That night, after the escort team settled in the inn, Yang Zhao made an appointment with the three escort leaders to go out. Li Shentong naturally sneered and looked down upon it. However, Fan Qinghui seemed not afraid that Yang Zhao would take the opportunity to escape again, and only stayed in the inn and talked to everyone in Mingyue.

The four of them were not disturbed, so they focused on martial arts. The three scepters each used their special martial arts, and Yang Zhao did not use his much deeper internal strength to defeat others. He only used the innate Bagua Step and Bagua Palm, Ice and Fire Mantis to fight against them one by one, commenting on the gains and losses, and discussing the shortcomings.

The number of actual combat times of the little prince is actually very few. However, the Xuanjian of the Yijing that he practiced was originally a magician Zhuo Bufan who traveled around the world, and after seeing countless magical skills, he then integrated his own experience. In addition, during the days of escape from the Qinling Mountains, he fought with the successor of Jingzhai, who was almost the most wise swordsman in the world. Therefore, although Yang Zhao's martial arts was not the first-class in the world, his vision was already very clever. It was more than enough to guide Qin Wuan and others, such as the third-rate masters.

Qin Wuan is actually very talented and is hard-working in practicing. If he suffers, he suffers from it. He has never met a famous master to learn profound martial arts. The ten bloody battle styles can certainly exert the essence to the fullest. But no matter how vivid it is, it cannot change the fact that it is a third-rate road product. Yang Zhao did not dare to teach the secret techniques of the Xuanjian of the Book of Changes to others casually, so he taught him the innate Bagua footwork. After Qin Wuan studied this set of footwork, his strength increased by at least 30%. Since he tasted the sweetness, this descendant of Bai Qi practiced diligently every night and almost refused to sleep.

As for the two brothers Hu Jingshui and Tuoba Wenzheng, Yang Zhao had nothing to teach others. After all, the Tianzong's Qiwu Brahma Tactics, the Xiaoyao Seven Swords, the Huanyu Three Swords and other martial arts are all excellent. At that time, the founder of Tianzong's school, Xiao Cangsheng, was even known as a martial arts myth that can be compared with the successor of Tianjing Nangong Wentian.

The martial arts of Tianzong were indeed both swords and swords. But how easy was to cultivate swords and swords at the same time? More than 200 years ago, the Emperor Xuantian, who was the same as the descendant of Tianjing, Nangong Wentian, was one, and the adopted son of the Emperor, Nangong Taiping, was one, and Xiao Cangsheng, was one. In addition, there was no more. Therefore, from the second*, Tianzong was divided into two tribes: Sword and Sword Sect. Although it was not forbidden for me to practice swords and swords at the same time, most people had the self-knowledge and only practiced one of the sword techniques and sword techniques.

Hu Jingshui kept saying that he wanted to learn from his ancestors to laugh at the common people. In fact, what he really admired was Emperor Xuantian. After learning about this truth, Yang Zhao felt a little amused. But if he thought about it carefully, a soldier who did not want to be a marshal was not a good soldier. So how could he achieve real achievements without targeting a peerless master? The only thing he was wrong, or that was Hu Jingshui's own qualifications were indeed not good enough.

Yang Zhao once heard Mahaye talk about it. Throughout history, there have been hundreds of millions of people in the world who have learned martial arts, but one of the true top masters may not be able to produce one in a few hundred years. Even if they appear, they may not be in the same era, and they may not have the chance to fight. It is actually very difficult to comment on each other's superiority. Therefore, some people roughly divide these masters into four major classes and eight small realms based on their performance during their lifetime.

The first is "Extraordinary? Entering the Saint". This type of master has a very high understanding. Any profound martial arts that can be quickly mastered and practiced to the extreme. Mahaye, Chaoyang Tianshi, Ning Daoqi, Fan Qinghui, Tianzhu Monk and other top-notch masters of the world are all this.

The second is "Super Saint? Entering the God". This type of master can integrate the same elements based on his predecessors and open up a new realm of martial arts with new thinking. When the Shang and Zhou dynasties were alternating, the Wu Wang Ji Fa, who merged the innate Qiankun Gong with Huntian Baojian, Xiang Yu, the Chu King who created the eighth strike of Zi Lei, Wu Yong, the Dalusha Sect leader who worked hard to open up the three poles and three limits, the Sword Emperor Tiexin, who comprehended the Sword Emperor's Skill from the Demon Pearl and the Soul of Ten Thousand Swords, etc. all belong to this category.

The third is "Super God? Entering Transformation". From nothing to change, turning virtual into reality. When facing the enemy, you can pick up your hand and pick up all the strange tricks. You can create a unique style to open the great path of martial arts, and later generations regard it as the true master. Emperor Xuantian Xie, Nangong Wentian, Bodhidharma, and Xiaocangsheng can all be classified as such.

The fourth is "Superification? Return to Void". When you reach such a state, you are no longer a human being, but a god, Buddha, immortal saint. Throughout history, those who can have such a state are only legendary gods, such as Nuwa, Chiyou, Rakshasa, Fu Xi, and Buddha Shakyamuni.

Even Mahaye was just a saint but was not yet able to 〖Super Saint〗. It can be imagined that Hu Jingshui was just a fool to follow Emperor Xuantian Xie. But he thought he knew this very well. However, people had to have some dreams after all, and the orphan Yang Zhao was unwilling to attack him too much. However, he only deliberately lured him to use a single sword when fighting and fighting, instead of adding extra swords and swords to his feet. Over this period of time, Hu's martial arts can finally be performed normally, at least not being dragged down by himself.

Of course, Yang Zhao himself was not helpless. Although he did not specifically learn other people's martial arts, he had fought with Hu Jingshui and Tuoba Wenzheng for a few thousand moves. After hearing and hearing, he had already realized the changes in the moves of the Xiaoyao Swords and the Three Swords of the Universe. He then integrated into his own martial arts, but in a short period of time, he made another big step forward.

After practicing martial arts day and night, immersing in the infinite wonders of martial arts, he was so happy that he didn't know how time passed. Suddenly, at dusk, a towering city wall dyed golden by the sunset appeared on the distant horizon. Everyone raised their heads and looked up at the magnificent scenery at the same time. After a long time, Li Shentong retreated and sighed in a low voice: "My Moon, everyone is... Chengdu City."

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