Chapter 176 I'll Do My Best
Tachibana Sakon has been accumulating momentum. These ronin swordsmen actually attach great importance to the thing called "momentum".
Mu Guiying and Yang Jinhua also pay much attention to momentum, but they focus on integrating momentum into their instincts and lives. Their every word and action is in sync with the core of their martial arts, and they do not deliberately "accumulate" momentum.
It's hard to say which one is better, it depends on the application.
Seeing Tachibana Sakon holding up his long sword, the black-clad retainers who were eating in the wooden building also ran out.
They held their bowls and ate while some stood and some squatted.
"This Japanese is too arrogant, he actually wants to break my cave technique."
"He probably just wanted to try it out."
"If it were me, I wouldn't even dare to try."
"That's because you've seen it. Others may not have seen it, so they may not believe it."
"Indeed, a few years ago I didn't believe that Lang Jun was really that powerful, but now it's different. If anyone dares to say something bad about Lang Jun, I, Zeng Aniu, will be the first one to object."
“Hahahahahaha.”
While these people were chatting, Tachibana Sakon seemed to have gathered his strength. His eyes began to change, becoming sharp and intimidating.
The old monk standing here, as well as Zaiyuan Liangmei, were staring without blinking.
When Tachibana Sakon's eyelids opened as wide as possible, he suddenly took a step forward and chopped down heavily.
The knife was so fast that even from Lu Sen's perspective, it was too fast to see clearly. He only saw the long knife draw a long straight line and fall towards the fence.
The line was silvery white and very beautiful, but it broke when it was about to touch the fence.
Ding!
With a crisp sound, the long sword broke, and the tip bounced back to a place more than three feet behind Tachibana Sakon, then stuck in the ground.
As for Tachibana Sakon himself, he continued to swing his sword, and almost everyone noticed that his arms were shaking slightly.
The black-clad generals all stood up, and most of them were shaking their heads.
"It's powerful, but judging by his appearance, he can only swing this one blow in a short period of time."
"The sword technique of going out without returning looks very powerful, but as long as you find a way to block or dodge it, it will be easy to control."
“Not to mention the eldest lady, even the third lady, after combining with the spirit beast , would probably be able to easily beat and kill this guy.”
This group of black-clad guards laughed and took their bowls and chopsticks back to the wooden building to eat.
Pang Meir touched the white snail on her shoulder.
This is the contracted spirit beast that Lu Sen specially left for her... Although it doesn't look as good as Jinhua's Bifang and Bilian's Qingqiu, this snail is not made of wood. Its original form is made of jade. Apart from the talent of its owner, this little thing has the highest growth limit among all spirit beasts.
This is also the reason why Lu Sen specially gave this little thing to Pang Meir, because Pang Meir is the one with the worst "talent" among his three wives.
If she is not given some good things, she will never be able to catch up with Yang Jinhua and Zhao Bilian in terms of personal strength in her lifetime, and she won’t even be able to see their shadows.
This is also the reason why Pang Meir now prefers to let Lu Sen help her practice, as she doesn’t want to be left behind too much by her sisters.
"What a powerful barrier."
After standing still for at least five breaths, Tachibana Sakon finally began to breathe. His swordsmanship was like that, powerful as it was, but the "aftereffect" was too great.
He looked at the long sword in his hand, reluctantly sheathed it, and then touched the invisible 'wall' in front of him, his eyes full of fanaticism: "Is this the magic? It is indeed powerful. In comparison, the Abe family is just a clown."
Lu Sen took the time to look at the total durability of the fence and clicked 'five points'. Now the durability of the entire fence circle is more than 20,000.
With such a sharp sword, Tachibana Sakon could not cut the fence more than ten times a day. Even if he cut for his entire life, he would not be able to reduce the durability of the fence because it would slowly repair itself.
The old monk came over, patted Tachibana Sakon on the shoulder, then bowed to Lu Sen. He held a string of black Buddhist beads in his other hand and said, "I am the benefactor of the Four Heavenly Kings Temple. My Buddhist name is Konglin. I am honored to meet the Supreme Master Lu ."
This was his way of expressing "submission", or acknowledging that Lu Sen's status was higher than his own.
Generally speaking, Japanese monks can eat meat, and they all maintain most of their worldly desires. For example, this old monk likes to be called "Bie Dang". As for his Buddhist name?
If you are not of higher status than him, don't even think of calling him that.
"Hello, Master Konglin." Lu Sen nodded and said with a smile, "It's just our meal time here, come in and have a meal together. Miss Yuan and this young man Ju, please come in."
Lu Sen gave these three people temporary authority.
The three of them looked at each other, and in the end it was Tachibana Zuojin who moved faster. He reached out his hand and touched forward, and seeing that there was no "obstruction" and the wall was gone, he excitedly jumped lightly and jumped into the yard.
The old monk and Zaihara Ryomi both frowned when they saw Tachibana Sakon was so rude, but when they saw that Lu Sen was not angry, and even seemed not annoyed, they breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them pushed open the small wooden door from the main entrance and walked in in an orderly manner.
"Sorry for bothering you." The old monk clasped his hands together.
His gaze lingered on Pang Meir's shoulder for a while, because he found that the snail seemed to move. Before that, he thought that the jade snail was just a decoration.
"Thank you, Master Lu." Yuan Liangmei bowed deeply in front of Lu Sen.
He took the three of them into the wooden building. By then, the black-clad guards had almost finished their meal. They stood up, cleaned up their bowls and chopsticks, made room for Lu Sen and the guests, and then walked to the small wooden building next to them. This was their resting place.
Lu Sen entertained the three guests.
Fruits, honey water, phonograph, and other daily necessities were all revealed for the three people to see.
So, with beautiful music playing, Lu Sen treated the three of them to a big meal.
I chatted with them for a long time.
Thanks to the fact that the 'official language' of the Heian period in Japan at that time was Chinese, there were no obstacles in the communication between the people.
At first the three Japanese were a little reserved, but after a while, they relaxed a lot and started talking about some interesting topics about Japan.
About two hours later, in the evening, the three of them finally left reluctantly.
Lu Sen used the system's function to build a hot spring hut behind each of the two buildings.
One is used by the family generals, and the other is used by her own Pang Meier.
After the routine practice time was over, Pang Meir, with a rosy face, leaned against Lu Sen. Drops of water slid down her smooth skin, looking very tempting.
"Sir, you showed off in front of those three people. Are their identities very important?"
"The young lady is from the royal family of Japan, so she should be called 'Ji' here. But even so, she has to be respectful in front of the old monk. Even the white-robed wanderer doesn't seem to be afraid of her. In other words, the status of these three people should be considered relatively high in Japan."
Pang Meier thought for a while and said with a smile: "That young lady Zaiyuan has bad intentions towards you."
"I know what she's thinking." Lu Sen nodded and smiled, "But I'm not interested in her."
"This is reasonable. I know you are sincere to her." Pang Mei'er never doubted Lu Sen's integrity in this regard. "Besides, she is a barbarian woman. You can find a commoner girl of low status as a concubine. Jinhua and I won't mind. But this barbarian woman will taint the orthodoxy of your Lu family. It's better not to touch her."
The common people and the wealthy were more accepting and accepting of Japanese women coming to lend their sperm.
But in the eyes of aristocratic families...or scholarly families and nobles, marrying these barbarian women would only pollute their family bloodline.
Pang Meir naturally thought that Lu Sen was a Song person who shared the same ideas as them and would naturally understand this point.
But in fact, in Lu Sen's view, people are all the same, the only difference is the closeness or distance.
"The three of them should have recognized my identity as a 'real person'. The next step is to wait for them to pass the news back." Lu Sen hugged Pang Meir and said with a smile: "This Naniwa Town is not far from the Japanese capital Heian-kyo. In three to five days at the shortest, or ten days at the longest, there will definitely be news."
Pang Mei'er slumped in Lu Sen's arms, and said with a dazed look in her eyes: "Then we have to make some arrangements. When the envoys of the Japanese royal family come, we should shock them first, so that it will be easier for us to talk."
" Okay, I'll leave it to you. Help me come up with a plan."
"I will listen to you, sir." Pang Meir's eyes were full of spring, and her smile made people's hearts flutter.
It was already dark, but in the main hall of Shitennoji Temple, the smoke from the white candles was lingering, and the golden statue of the Buddha looked particularly mysterious in the smoke.
The old monk was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, and opposite him, Zaihara Yoshimi and Tachibana Sakon, were both kneeling.
"Tell me, why did Master Lu come to our Japan?"
The old monk looked puzzled. He was happy to see that the people of Japan were madly worshipping the Song Dynasty.
After all, learning from stronger and more powerful people and learning from civilized people is the only way to get rid of barbarism.
But the old monk is a more down-to-earth person. He believes that Song Shi's "father" should be like the Buddha he believes in, high above and detached from the mundane world.
The State of Song should be on the west side of the sea, and they should not extend their hand to the State of Japan.
Otherwise, this will no longer be Japan for the Japanese.
"I know something about this." Yuan Liangmei crouched down. She was now wearing a loose white Wufu, which spread out on the ground like a giant butterfly. "Master Lu seems to be looking for a spiritual vein."
"Spiritual vein?"
"What is a spiritual vein?"
The two men looked at Zaiyuan Liangmei steadily.
"In addition to Master Lu, there are other extraordinary people in the Upper Kingdom. Among them, there is a sect that specializes in cultivation called the Tianji Sect..."
When Yu Zaiyuan Liangmei told the whole story.
It turned out that after seeing Lu Sen's magical powers, Yuan Liangmei developed a deep interest in the former. She brought a large number of subordinates, both men and women. Before she came to Song State, she had already sent more than a hundred women and several spies to infiltrate the streets of Song Dynasty in the name of borrowing seeds or paying homage.
These people were frantically trying to get information for Yoshimi Hara.
Among them, there was a woman who actually hooked up with a disciple of the Tianji Sect, and used her gentle offensive to charm him so much that he wanted to marry her.
By the way, many secrets were revealed.
For example, the origin of Tianjimen, the secret of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the origin of the "spiritual vein" and so on.
There were also some fragments about Lu Sen's affairs, which were even deduced by Yuan Liangmei and a conclusion was drawn.
Both Lu Sen and other practitioners in Song State are trying to find spiritual veins.
After Yuan Liangmei finished her story, the two men were still digesting the information they had received, and the entire hall was extremely quiet.
A moth landed on the candle flame, making a crisp sound.
The flames danced, and the yellow candlelight in the entire hall also flickered.
As if disturbed by the sound, the old monk Kong Lin woke up from his thoughts. He looked at the woman in front of him and asked, "Are you sure Master Lu is here to look for the spiritual vein?"
"I dare not, but it is possible." Zaiyuan Liangmei replied with her head down.
Tachibana Sakon stroked his chin stubble and said thoughtfully, "The things in Master Lu's courtyard are indeed powerful, but Master Lu doesn't seem to be that strong to me."
The old monk's wrinkled eyelids twitched: "Why do you think so?"
"Strong people walk differently." Tachibana Sakon recalled, "During the day, I was so excited about the sight of prey that I didn't pay much attention. Now that I think about it, although Master Lu moved with an upright posture, his steps were somewhat empty and seemed a little unstable. For a truly strong person, whether it is swordplay, stickplay or anything else, the basic requirement is that his steps must be steady."
The old monk raised his head slightly, and one of his eyes became triangular under the drooping eyelids. "You mean, Master Lu is only powerful in his tools, but he himself is... very weak?"
"It's just this idea." Tachibana Sakon stroked his chin and thought for a while, then said, "But it's also possible that Master Lu's skills are different from ours. After all, he is half-immortal, so it's normal for him to be different from ordinary people."
This is indeed a possibility.
The old monk's triangular eyes returned to their original shape.
At this time, Yuan Liangmei said: "Master Lu can fly. He is as light as a swallow. Is this the reason why his steps seem a little empty?"
"That being said, it is indeed possible."
Both men nodded.
The old monk thought for a while and said, "No matter what, the Immortal Master from the Upper Kingdom has arrived. This matter must be notified to Heian-kyō. Zuo Jin, I'll leave the message to you. After all, you are fast and can see the emperor. Now leave immediately at night and rush to the capital to report this matter."
Tachibana Sakon was somewhat reluctant, but after thinking about it, he lowered his head and said, "Hi."
Then the old monk looked at Yuan Liangmei and said, "As for Yan Ji, please stay with Master Lu and find a way to find out what he wants to do in Japan. If possible, get pregnant with his child. In this way, I can advise the emperor to give you a higher status in the Yuan family. After all, the child you drool over is legitimate from the royal family."
"I'll try my best." Yuan Liangmei crawled down.
