Chapter 17: Collective Trap of Yin and Yang
"This kid from the Mohist school is quite interesting!" In the crowd, the head of the Taoist sect, Heguanzi, touched the gorgeous bird feathers on his head and said in his heart.
Just now, he was the one who secretly taught Jin Yao with the Taoist method of transmitting sound over a thousand miles , so he could naturally sense that Jin Yao's internal strength came from the Mohist school. As the one in charge of Xue Ji, he could also sense that the Lingxu that Jin Yao gave to Han Fei was not a replica, but a genuine token of the leader of the Mo Bian lineage of the Mohist school.
It was because he recognized the token of the Mo Bian lineage at that time that he secretly helped Jin Yao.
After all, the world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom.
This time he helped the Mohist School, maybe next time the Taoist disciples are in danger they can also get help from the Mohist School.
"Is he pretending or is he really possessed by a ghost?" Li Si hesitated.
"You're pretending. Who would faint and choose a place by themselves?" Han Fei looked at Jin Yao with envy as he lay in the arms of the most beautiful dancer and held her tightly.
"Master, do not speak of strange powers or gods!" Xunzi whispered, giving a definition to this sentence in the Confucian classic, which has many different interpretations.
"Confucius did not speak, and killed the ghosts and gods with strange strength?" Han Fei was also dumbfounded. Teacher, are you serious? Did Confucius really mean this?
"Why don't you bring your senior brother back here? It's so shameless for him to hug a girl in public!" Xunzi glanced at Han Fei and scolded him, saying that he had no tact at all. It was embarrassing for me, your teacher.
Now everyone thinks this guy is his disciple, which is really embarrassing for me.
"Ah? Oh!" Han Fei finally reacted, walked up to the white-haired dancer, and pulled Jin Yao back with force.
"Hmm?" He tried hard once, but it didn't move! Did this guy do it on purpose? Han Fei was speechless, and he was even more convinced that this guy did it on purpose.
The white-haired girl's originally cold face turned red because of this, but she couldn't pry the guy's hand open.
Han Fei was speechless. If he used more force, not only would he fail to pull Jin Yao back, but he would also pull the white-haired girl over with him. He looked to Li Si for help. He had to find someone else to pry this guy's hands open.
Li Si understood immediately, walked to Han Fei, and pried open Jin Yao's fingers one by one, allowing Han Fei to pull Jin Yao to his side.
"It was my senior brother who was presumptuous. Confucianism will compensate the girl!" Li Si saluted the white-haired girl, then looked at Han Fei. He didn't have the money, so Han Fei had to pay for it.
"The Confucian school will compensate the girl later!" Han Fei could only bear it for now. As for the money, he would wait until this guy wakes up.
"Master Xun, would you please show me some mercy?" Lord Chu Nan and all the disciples of Yin Yang School looked at Xunzi expectantly. This was the mountain ghost . They had to snatch it back first.
Xunzi naturally understood what the Yin-Yang School meant, but Jin Yao was not his disciple. He was the leader of the Mo Bian lineage of the Mohist School, the mortal enemy of the Yin-Yang School. If you want to go back, aren't you afraid that a top spy will appear in the Yin-Yang School?
"Confucianism never restricts the choices of its disciples. You go and talk to him yourself!" Xunzi looked at Lord Chu Nan meaningfully. What Haitian Yi Huangshi? If you really want to bring this kid back to Yin Yang School, you will die!
"Thank you, Master Xun!" Lord Chu Nan breathed a sigh of relief. The Confucian school was too large to pour all its resources into one person, but they, the Yin-Yang School, could do it. The Yin-Yang School was small and had a small business. Apart from Dongjun, the left and right protectors, and the five elders, there was nothing else that consumed too many resources.
They are able to train a mountain ghost with all their strength, and as long as the other party is not stupid, he should know how to choose.
"I never thought that the sage of my Yin-Yang School would come to me in a dream and give advice to young people. I should congratulate you!" Chu Nan spoke openly, criticizing Jin Yao for sleeping during his speech.
"Congratulations!" Hundreds of families also congratulated him, but no one knew how sincere they were. However, no one cared about Jin Yao sleeping in class anymore.
The parties involved are not pursuing the matter, so it would be bad for them to interfere.
Confucianists also breathed a sigh of relief, as it was enough that Confucianism was not discredited.
"Congratulations, Duke Nan!" King Jian of Qi also did not pursue the matter of impoliteness in front of the king after being reminded by the queen.
The only ones who knew Jin Yao's identity were Xiang Fuzi, Gongsun Long and Han Tan. They looked at Duke Chu Nan with amused eyes. This wise man of Chu was going to be in big trouble this time.
Lord Chu Nan did not continue his speech. Getting a disciple who inherited the mountain ghost's legacy was more valuable than a speech. He returned to his seat and signaled the contemporary Dongjun to contact the unconscious Jin Yao.
The contemporary Dongjun also understood this very well. He quietly left his position and moved towards where Han Fei and Li Si were.
"Can you hand this junior brother over to my Yin-Yang family?" Dong Jun asked in a low voice as he saluted Han Fei and Li Si.
Han Fei and Li Si looked at each other and shook their heads. If they let the Yin-Yang School take charge now, they would definitely find out that Jin Yao was learning the Mohist mind-set and cultivating the Mohist inner strength.
"When Brother wakes up, you can talk to him yourself!" Han Fei rejected Dong Jun's request.
Dongjun also knew that it was impossible for Confucianism to directly hand over its disciples to them, so he was not disappointed. He just looked at Jin Yao curiously, his eyes full of passion.
This is Shan Gui, another protector of the Yin-Yang Family. He is about to succeed Dong Huang. If the Shan Gui lineage can be continued in his hands, the Yin-Yang Family will be able to make further progress.
"Ding~" The sound of jade chimes rang out, and the debate at the Jixia Academy temporarily took a break. Everyone was able to return home and wait for the next debate to begin.
Of course, people of status also had a special resting place in the Jixia Academy.
Dongjun followed Han Fei and Li Si and took Jin Yao back to the Confucian Academy, waiting expectantly for Jin Yao to wake up.
"This guy is really cruel. He actually used his internal force to knock himself out!" Han Fei used his cultivation level to test Jin Yao when he just took him over. He found out that this guy knocked himself out. He was afraid that he couldn't knock himself out, so he used this brutal method to force himself out.
"Sir Dongjun, please leave first. After I wake up, I will let you go to the Yin-Yang family's rest area to meet Lord Nan in person!" Han Fei didn't dare to let Dongjun stay any longer, and tactfully rejected Dongjun's suggestion to help Jin Yao transfer his internal energy to wake him up.
"Okay!" Dongjun could only leave first. The Yin-Yang family's skills might not be able to help Jin Yao, so he should wait until Jin Yao wakes up by himself.
The Yin-Yang School also needs to discuss what price to pay to get this disciple who inherits the Mountain Ghost heritage from the Confucian School.
"Greetings, Master Xiang!" After Dong Jun left, Master Xiang also came to the Confucian Academy, and Han Fei and Li Si hurriedly saluted.
Master Xiang nodded, pulled Jin Yao to his side with one hand, and sent a burst of internal strength over to him. He had the same expression as Han Fei. He was so cruel to himself. He must be a Langmie!
"Well, he will wake up in less than a quarter of an hour. It is not appropriate for me to stay here for long. I'll have to trouble my two junior brothers to help take care of him!" Master Xiang came and left quickly. There were so many people around, so it was not appropriate for him to stay for long.
