Chapter 159 Conflict, thunder from heaven!
Because of Lu Xuan's physical injuries, moving independently, even just walking, would cause skin cracks, so Tang Xiuming simply bought a wheelchair and pushed Lu Xuan himself.
Tang Xiaoxiao and Tang Shitou both looked at each other, wondering what happened when they just bought some medicine, and why the elder brother looked so respectful to the young man he picked up from the river and called him 'sir'.
Sir, is an honorific title.
Although he was confused, Tang Xiaoxiao did not ask questions, but took the initiative to push the wheelchair himself. He also followed Tang Xiuming's lead and called Lu Xuan 'sir'.
Hongshi Town is not far from the nearest Fucheng.
Although the three of them were walking and pushing Lu Xuan, with the blessing of Tang Xiuming's few words of "Han Feizi said", they walked with wind, walking faster than running, even comparable to a galloping horse, but it only took two or three hours. In a short time, he was already approaching Fucheng.
"Sir, this is the city of Qin, and the person who is in charge is the head of Legalism. Because before the closure of Shiwanda Mountain, the Qin State respected Legalism, so this city is named after Qin."
Tang Xiuming explained softly to Lu Xuan in the wheelchair.
Lu Xuan looked at the majestic city in front of him. In a trance, he had the illusion of going back to his dream and the ancient times. He smiled with some emotion:
"Qincheng? Not bad, not bad."
Well, after leaving the paradise, it is almost time for me to prepare to preach to the world in my dreams.
I'm afraid I won't be able to do what I promised Duke Mu of Qin. When I fall back into the dream, the kid who called Zheng Zheng will probably be thirty years old.
But it may not be impossible to bless it.
While thinking, Tang Xiuming held Tang Shitou behind with one arm, and Tang Xiaoxiao pushed the wheelchair in front, and soon approached the city gate.
The city gate guards responsible for maintaining public security seemed to know Tang Xiuming, and they all bowed to him respectfully.
After entering Qin City, looking at the streets paved with bluestones, the vendors, pedestrians and tall horses going by, Lu Xuan felt even more dazed.
The buildings here are exactly the same as those in the ancient Zhou Dynasty.
He said with some emotion:
"A hundred thousand years have passed, and the buildings here have not changed?"
Tang Xiaoxiao covered his mouth and chuckled:
"Sir, you are joking. Who knows what this place was like a hundred thousand years ago?"
Lu Xuan smiled and did not answer, but Tang Xiuming, who was holding the little stone beside him, changed his expression slightly.
Tang Xiaoxiao didn't know, but he did understand that in order to "not forget the ancient times", the big shots in the various schools of scholars really demanded that everything should keep the appearance of the ancient times as much as possible.
But Senior Lu didn't know about this. How could he know that the scattered buildings in the city were similar to those a hundred thousand years ago? ?
It's scary to think about it.
Tang Xiuming trembled slightly, strange speculations emerged in his heart, and a chill ran down his back.
He smiled reluctantly and said:
"The Zhuzi Palace assigned me a courtyard, not far ahead."
"Ah!" Tang Xiaoxiao said curiously: "Brother, you have never mentioned it to us."
Tang Xiuming managed to calm down and explained softly:
"Didn't I say that things are not that good in Fucheng? There are countless fights in the palaces. I was afraid that you would be implicated. If it weren't for this extraterritorial demon incident, I would not have brought you to Fucheng."
"Fighting." Little Shitou asked naively, "What are you fighting for?"
Tang Xiuming just sighed:
"Wherever there are people, there will be disputes, competition for resources, competition for status, and competition for precedence. Over the years, the important figures in the various schools of thought have also begun to compete with each other, imitating the contention of hundreds of schools of thought in ancient times."
As he walked slowly, he sighed:
"There are disputes between scholars, and there are also branch disputes within scholars, and this kind of dispute is getting more and more intense. If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of evil spirits from outside the world, these people would have known about it in the future."
Tang Shitou looked confused, while Tang Xiaoxiao and Lu Xuan in the wheelchair were thoughtful.
The wheelchair rolled over the bluestone slabs, making a squeaking sound, and everyone gradually approached the small courtyard that Tang Xiuming mentioned.
"So big!" Little Stone exclaimed.
Tang Xiuming smiled gently:
"After all, your brother and I have directly communicated with the statues, so it is appropriate to divide them into a large courtyard."
Before he finished speaking, he frowned slightly.
Several noble gentlemen walked towards me, holding folding fans and looking elegant.
"Hey, isn't this Brother Tang?" The leader of the noble family smiled lightly: "Has a hand really been broken?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Lu Xuan, Tang Xiaoxiao and others, and sneered:
"Well, are you finally willing to bring your family members to Fucheng?"
Tang Xiaoxiao and Tang Shitou had never seen such a scene before, and they both kept silent and did not dare to speak, while Lu Xuan in the wheelchair frowned and looked at the scene.
He knew that Tang Xiuming's arm was broken to save a village that was being massacred, but at this time he was being ridiculed. This...
Lu Xuan shook his head imperceptibly.
Tang Xiuming's expression darkened slightly at this time, he took a step forward and said in a deep voice:
"If it weren't for you, I would have brought my family to Fucheng a long time ago. I warn you, don't take advantage of my family, otherwise, don't blame me for being a dead end!"
“The fish is dead and the net is broken?”
Several noble gentlemen laughed together, and one of them smiled frivolously:
"Tang Xiuming, how can you fight us to the death? You and your teacher are the only ones left in Han Feizi's lineage. Now your teacher is seriously injured, and you also have a broken hand. How can you fight us to the death?"
Another noble gentleman also said with a smile:
"That's right, do you still think that you are the main line of the Legal family? Remember clearly, the current main line of the Legal family is my lineage of Shangzi! Why don't the branch lines meet the main line?"
Lu Xuan listened quietly, frowning and thinking, the lineage of Shangzi refers to Shang Yang?
He had a rough idea of the situation in this small world. Various scholars stood side by side, just like in ancient times, and the scholars were divided into different branches, each one forming the same branch.
Lu Xuan's eyes became slightly strange. There should be Taoists in this world. Are they of Lu Zi's lineage?
This idea had just emerged when I heard a noble man there sneer and say:
"Now, the main line of Taoism is also on good terms with us. The leader of Lu Zi's line is in the city, discussing important matters with my leader of Shang line. You'd better go back and persuade your teacher to give up all the resources. Some Things belong to those who can!"
Lu Xuan looked even weirder.
Tang Xiuming's expression grew colder, and he wanted to confront each other, but he glanced at the trembling little stone, and finally just sighed and stopped paying attention.
He smiled apologetically at Mr. Lu, then motioned to Tang Xiaoxiao to push Mr. Lu to follow him, past the noble gentlemen, and headed towards the courtyard.
Several noble gentlemen were laughing and joking, and one of them cheerfully said:
"Hey, Tang Xiuming, the tough-minded Tang Xiuming, also knows how to avoid it? Tsk."
Another jokingly said:
"Don't tell me, Mr. Tang's family is quite interesting. He has a broken hand and is a cripple, and there is another cripple in the family who is lame."
'boom! ! ’
Suddenly, purple thunder struck down from the sky, and the extremely bright light illuminated the entire long street. With a huge roar, the noble prince who spoke jokingly was chopped into ashes! !
Everyone was shocked, stunned and frightened, and the whole long street fell into dead silence!
Only Lu Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and he just glanced at the sky thoughtfully.
interesting.
It wasn't him who made the move just now, but he could sense it with his spiritual sense, and the thunder did fall because of him.
Does this small world seem to have arisen spontaneously?
Is it because I am Lu Zi?
It's getting more and more interesting.
After a moment of dead silence, Tang Xiaoxiao covered his mouth in fear and almost screamed,
Several noble gentlemen also staggered and almost fell to the ground!
One of them shivered for a moment, then pointed his folding fan at Tang Xiuming and shouted fiercely:
"Is it you?! You triggered the statues and struck down heavy thunder? Tang Xiuming, how dare you kill people in the street!"
Tang Xiuming was also confused at this time, and immediately laughed:
"No, I didn't say anything just now, and I didn't attract Han Feizi's image. That guy was unlucky and was struck by God. What does it have to do with me? It's a wonderful thing. When I go back today, I'll drink three big cups. !”
With that said, he did not do anything wrong and was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. He directly greeted Tang Xiaoxiao and pushed Lu Xuan to leave.
Those noble gentlemen were shocked and angry. One ran towards the Zhuzi Hall, while the other shouted angrily:
"Brother Qian has profound knowledge and has been rewarded by heaven and earth! Tang Xiuming, it can only be you! Kill people in the street with just a few jokes. Do you want to leave after killing someone?"
He yelled and cursed, but the remaining noble men were retreating.
Although they are all geniuses, they have never attracted the statues of Zhuzi. They only relied on the Dharma Sutra to borrow power. It is not like Tang Xiuming can directly borrow the power of Han Feizi, so naturally they are no match.
At this time, several noble sons believed that it was Tang Xiuming who had moved his hands, and they felt fear in their hearts. They retreated and scolded them.
One of them shouted:
"Tang Xiuming, if you kill someone in the street, you should still kill your fellow sect members! Brother Lu has gone to the Zhuzi Hall to report it. You must never think of escaping punishment!"
Tang Xiuming snorted lightly and said calmly:
"You can let the masters of your Shangzi lineage investigate at will. Anyway, I didn't do it. What should I be afraid of?"
Another noble prince saw him so calm. Although he was frightened, he became even more angry and couldn't help but cursed:
"You Tang Xiuming, you are so narrow-minded. Brother Qian just said a few jokes, and then you killed him like this. Besides, Brother Qian was telling the truth!"
Tang Xiuming glanced at him neutrally.
The noble prince felt a chill behind him and couldn't help but take a few steps back. While communicating with the sages of the Legalists and using his strength to protect himself, he continued to curse:
"My father is the leader of the Shangzi lineage. What, you still want to take action against me? Huh, your family is just two cripples."
Lu Xuan helplessly held his forehead, and sure enough, the next moment.
'boom! Click! ! ’
Another thunderbolt fell spontaneously from the heaven and the earth, but it was more fierce than the previous one. It scattered the virtuous power borrowed by the noble young master, and then chopped him into flying ash! !
Tang Xiuming was stunned, while the other two noble masters were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, and in the distance, there were sounds of shock and anger.
"My son!"
However, a middle-aged man strode over, followed by an old man, his brows furrowed, his expression uncertain, and he looked up at the sky.
The middle-aged man came through the air at this time. Looking at the charred ash all over the ground, his face turned pale and he said loudly:
"Shangzi said, "Resurrection from death!"
After the words fell, he coughed up blood. It seemed that these words had hurt his roots, and cracks appeared on his body!
However, the fly ash on the ground really floated up, regrouped, and flesh, blood, meridians, etc. grew out. In just a moment, it grew into a human form!
Lu Xuan looked confused when he saw it. Is there such an operation? ?
His spiritual sense sensed that it was the fundamental power of heaven and earth that repaired and reconstructed the human body. In this small world, virtuous principles can actually activate the origin of heaven and earth?
interesting.
However, when the human form condensed and the noble prince came back to life, the middle-aged man had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief.
'boom! Click! ! ’
The newly resurrected noble prince looked confused and was chopped into a bunch of ashes again!