Volume 1: Wild Beasts, Changes Begin Chapter 35 Return
Fifteen days later, in the capital, at Yuelai Inn, early in the morning.
Fang Yunhan and the people from the Five Mountains Sword Sect sat around a table in the hall.
Zhao Dapeng had already contacted two members of the Beggar Gang and went to Lord Yang Shiqi's house at night with the treasure map.
In fact, the Beggars' Sect has always had close secret ties with the imperial court since the Northern Song Dynasty, and the relationship is even deeper than that of the thousand-year-old temple Shaolin.
It is precisely because of the support of the imperial court and the various conveniences provided that the Beggars' Sect can support the so-called "hundreds of thousands of disciples spread all over " and allow them to have enough energy to do justice and even assist the army in fighting foreign enemies.
However, after the Yuan Dynasty and the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the connection between the Beggars' Gang and the current imperial court had become much weaker, resulting in insufficient living support for disciples in various places and the inability to strictly abide by gang rules. Many disciples have gone astray and have almost been lumped in with the lower class beggars and thieves.
Although the last two generations of gang leaders have tried hard to revive the gang and enforce strict gang rules and practices, the results have been minimal.
If you think about it carefully, the three times Feng Ma Niu shouted "Beggars' Gang" before his death, besides a sense of pride, more of it was indignation at the current situation of the Beggars' Gang.
If the matter of Emperor Jianwen's treasure is successfully handled this time, it can become an opportunity for the Beggars' Gang to deepen its ties with the imperial court again. Only then can the Beggars' Gang truly be said to have a hope of revival.
Fang Yunhan and his friends did not wait in vain in the inn. They were all young and energetic. Naturally, Robert Kuok and his friends talked about their own experiences in the martial arts world, as well as the martial arts legends and deeds of celebrities of various schools.
Fang Yunhan suddenly said, "Brother Feng, I heard that there are two schools of thought within your Huashan Sect in recent years. One believes that swordsmanship is the most important among Huashan martial arts, while the other believes that all martial arts are based on internal strength?"
During this time together, Fang Yunhan had a better understanding of some common sense in the martial arts world. As expected, the situation of the various factions in the martial arts world was not exactly the same as the plot of the novel. Perhaps it really was true that there was a parallel world.
However, although the Huashan Sect has not yet been divided into the Sword and Qi Sects because Yue Su and Cai Zifeng secretly read the Sunflower Manual, the conflict between the Sword and Qi has already taken shape.
As expected, Feng Qingyang nodded: "Everyone in the world knows that the real advanced martial arts require profound moves and internal strength. However, human energy is limited after all, so we still need to focus on something so that we can concentrate our energy and achieve higher achievements in a limited life."
Yu Longzi beside him also said: "The competition of moves and internal strength actually exists everywhere in the martial arts world, but the events in Huashan in recent years are more famous."
"Is that so?" Fang Yunhan tapped the table with his fingers and said to Feng Qingyang, "In fact, any fight will eventually have to resort to force. Since you can't convince each other, why don't you hold a competition every year and let disciples of similar status and years of martial arts practice fight against each other."
Feng Qingyang hesitated and said, "It's just a dispute of ideas within the sect, but they actually resorted to violence . Wouldn't that make people in the martial arts world laugh at you?"
"As long as there is a fight, there will be anger. Verbal arguments will only make the anger worse." Fang Yunhan said meaningfully, "If the anger of both sides is suppressed for more than ten years and then explodes all at once, it may not be resolved by a stop-gap fight. Many lives will inevitably be lost."
Feng Qingyang twisted the teacup and said proudly: "If I were to stay in Huashan for another ten years, who would dare to use a sword to kill people?"
"Your idea..." Fang Yunhan shook his head and sighed, "Do you want to be tied to Huashan like a little yellow ox? Even if you can, what will happen to you after you die?"
Feng Qingyang stopped twisting the cup , as if thinking about something.
Robert Kuok said, "Even if the two sides were to fight to decide the winner, this kind of dispute over concepts cannot be reversed in one go. They will still have disputes again in the future."
"Of course, that's why it happens once a year." Fang Yunhan said, raising his glass to drink water.
Mo Taichong understood, and said to Robert Kuok: "There is no way to resolve the conflict of ideas, but as long as we use this method to keep their fight at the level of martial arts competition, it will be enough. Every year, they can vent their anger. If there is any hatred, they will only focus on one person on the other side, so it will not be so easy to cause large-scale bloody conflicts."
"Moreover, this can be considered healthy competition, which may make Huashan stronger and stronger." Fang Yunhan said this and glanced at the people at the table. Sure enough, Robert Kuok, Yu Longzi and others also showed a thoughtful look after hearing this.
Feng Qingyang said, "I understand. Thank you Brother Fang for reminding me. I will push for this matter after I return. I estimate that it will be implemented within three to four years."
Robert Kuok and others nodded secretly.
Fang Yunhan chuckled. It seems that this world will be more interesting in the future.
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Fang Yunhan couldn't tell whether the voice was ringing in his ear or in his mind, which made him pause for a moment, and then his smile deepened.
He pushed the teacup in front of him forward, stood up and said, "Now that we have finished our business and have talked to the end, I will leave now. Please help me say goodbye to Zhao Dapeng."
The people at the table looked at each other in surprise. Feng Qingyang stood up and said, "Why is it so sudden? I wanted to invite you to visit Huashan together."
“If there is a chance, I will definitely go.”
Fang Yunhan left as soon as he said he would, just by clasping his fists.
"The road ahead is long, everyone. See you later!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already left the inn.
The long street stretched to the dark city wall in the distance, with densely packed houses of the same style on both sides.
A figure appeared on the street as if riding the wind, climbing over the city wall with his toes touching it. Out of everyone's sight, he disappeared out of thin air with a flash of light.
This walk was really carefree.
At that time, Zhao Dapeng, who had a very pleasant conversation with Yang Shiqi, had just left Yang's house. He felt something in his heart and looked up, but there was only a vast sky.
The dawn suddenly breaks through the clouds, the long night is over, and the mountains, rivers, and earth are all under the sunshine of a new day, and are about to shine with a completely different look.
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Da Qi, Donghai County, Qingyu County, Changluo Hou Mansion.
The garden in this mansion was originally full of blooming flowers and fluttering butterflies, but for some reason, all the flowers and plants were flattened, leaving the place in a mess.
The maids in the mansion sometimes walked through the corridor outside the garden, but they never dared to stop for a moment and walked away in a hurry. Only one girl in a purple and white dress was sitting in the pavilion in the garden, looking haggard, muttering to herself: "Prince, where have you been?"
"Wow! How did my garden become like this?"
Hearing the startled cry, Ziyun looked up in surprise, and saw a man in black clothes, with the young man's features remaining the same as before.
