Chapter 184: Crossing the World, Mo is not afraid of death

The river is surging and the cold is biting.

The mud and sand are endless, and the dark rocks are innumerable.

Mo Qiu went upstream against the flood alone.

Those Mohists who were willing to go through fire and water and never turn back did not keep up.

It’s not that they don’t want to, but they can’t protect themselves.

This road is too difficult.

It is so difficult to believe that even with determination, will and action, it is far from enough, and one also needs the strength to go against the world.

Those who follow him because of their inner beliefs may not necessarily be able to catch up with him.

But it doesn't matter, he's still here.

The world is vast and the water is surging.

I don't know when the sky became gloomy, and thick dark clouds covered the sky. Occasionally, there was a loud thunder, but what was illuminated was a world covered with muddy water.

It was obvious that the rain had not yet fallen, but the world was already seeing the scene of a surging ocean.

Amidst the vast and turbulent ocean, a tiny figure walks alone, silently, in the endless flow of water.

A torrential thunderstorm is brewing, autumn is about to pass, and another cold winter is approaching!

"Do you think he will come?"

Standing on the dry shore, Bai Xundao suddenly asked a question without any context.

There were five people beside him, all of whom were people of great bearing. Even the other commanders-in-chief had to smile when they saw these people.

"Mo Qiu is not a fool. It's fine if he doesn't come. But if he dares to come!"

One of the shortest and thinnest men had a cold look in his eyes, "I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word death!"

"That's right. As a master, I forced my way into the army formation, but I just took advantage of the enemy's carelessness. Do you really think we are made of clay?"

Next to the lean man, another martial arts master with three gorgeous feathers on his head spoke.

Bai Xundao glanced at the two of them. These two were of course the two martial arts masters sent by Daqing.

At that time, Mo Qiu led 3,000 Mo practitioners to kill Liu Xuanqi, the commander-in-chief of Daqing, but he completely humiliated Daqing. This hatred is obviously still being remembered by others.

Being a Grandmaster does not mean that one can do whatever one wants. Which royal family does not have several Grandmasters? Even Emperor Zong Ming, who was devoted to seeking immortality, had a new Grandmaster to replace Master Ji, although he died later because of his attempt to reach the innate realm.

These national guardian masters are supported by the royal family, selected at a young age, and have clean backgrounds. After becoming masters, they are actually quite free. They are only needed to represent a country when necessary, and the emperor will never show any displeasure to them.

From this perspective, they and the royal family actually share the same fate.

You should enjoy the wealth and glory you deserve, and you should also contribute when it is time to do so.

Especially when four countries are besieging one country, how can there be any room for struggle? Just follow the procedures and you don't even need to make any great efforts.

As I said, the advantage is mine!

What does it matter if Mo Qiu's fame is at its zenith under a bright moon?

It doesn't work well when placed on Daqing.

A grandmaster cannot fight alone. Guo Qiang, even if he is a grandmaster himself, can speak louder.

What's more, the Four-Nation Alliance has masters from all factions helping out and watching. Even if all the masters of Dayue are added together, they may not be able to get six. So what else is there to say?

A fierce face!

If Mo Qiu didn't come, the Yuan River bursting would have relieved Da Qing's hatred. If Mo Qiu dared to come, then he wouldn't leave!

Bai Xundao shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking about. He stood quietly on the dry shore and said no more.

"Master, do you remember me?"

Beside him, a martial arts master who looked much younger but also middle-aged asked.

Among the four-nation coalition, Daqi has the strongest national power and the largest territory.

But few people remember or mention that Daqi had never bordered Dayue before.

The reason they border each other is because there is another country occupied by Daqi - just like today's Dayue is going to be divided.

And Bai Xundao was the master who protected the country that was destroyed!

The Grand Master of National Defense cannot truly protect the country in the face of the general trend.

Although Mo Qiu was not the Grand Master of the Protectorate of Dayue, what he did was no worse than any other Grand Master of the Protectorate of the Country, and even better! It was no wonder that after hearing the news about Mo Qiu, Bai Xundao went to Dayue in person, regardless of his age, and he had the intention of meeting Mo Qiu in his heart.

To some extent, Mo Qiu's experience at this time is quite similar to Bai Xundao's when he was young.

However, Bai Xundao eventually chose to bow his head in the face of the general trend, and became Daqi's national protector, and even trained another martial arts master for Daqi.

"yes."

Bai Xundao's hair and beard were all white, but his face was still white and flawless. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had white hair and a youthful face. This was the true state of a master. Even if his time was coming to an end, how could his body, which had not decayed for a hundred years, show much signs of aging? Their life spans did not support this.

"I want him to come, but I am also afraid of him coming."

Bai Xundao said faintly.

At forty, one is free from doubts; at fifty, one knows the will of Heaven; at sixty, one's ears are obedient; at seventy, one can follow one's heart's desire without transgressing the rules; this is the realm of a wise man.

And he is already 120 years old this year.

At this age, even if he is a martial arts master, his head is buried in the earth. Whether it is experience, knowledge, or understanding of life, they have all reached the peak of the world and he rarely hesitates.

There is only one thing that has been like a thorn in my throat and I have never been able to really let it go over the years.

But normally no one was smart enough to mention it in front of him, so he pretended not to know and silently watched Da Qi become stronger and stronger. Many things in his heart seemed to be put down.

It was not until he heard that the Daqi royal family asked the martial arts master to go to Dayue to help and protect it that he inquired curiously and learned about Mo Qiu's news.

Memories that were so long ago that it took several generations to look through them suddenly came flooding back into my mind.

It turns out that I haven't really let go.

Now that he was half buried in the ground, he had nothing to worry about, so he came.

He wanted to see what kind of person Mo Qiu was.

He is somewhat similar to myself when I was young.

When he faced an irreversible trend, he finally chose to retreat, just like the source river bursting its banks today. What could a master do?

After this ordeal, Mo Qiu should understand.

The Grandmaster is not an immortal. Although he has qualities that ordinary people cannot reach, it is impossible for one person to change the world with his body and mind.

If the other party really has the heart to govern the country and benefit the people, the intention to help the world, and the strategy to help those in need, he is willing to give his position to Mo Qiu and let Mo Qiu become the next Bai Xundao of Daqi.

Facing an irresistible enemy, gritting one's teeth and fighting bloody battles is not the best strategy. What's wrong with integrating into it, changing everything, and taking it slow? Since Mo Qiu dared to commit the act of killing the emperor, he must be extremely disappointed with the Dayue royal family.

In that case, what is the difference between staying in Dayue and staying in Daqi?

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Could it be possible that the situation faced by the people of Dayue who had not lost their country could be even worse than after their country was destroyed and incorporated into Dayi?

Even if he starts out miserable, Mo Qiu can fully exert his strength after joining Da Qi. With his help, why worry about not being able to display his talents?

Not all emperors are Emperor Zong Ming!

Morally and logically, his original choice was not wrong and should not have been wrong.

"Master, why do you have to dwell on this matter? Because of you, the people of Daqing are now living well. Mo Qiu seems to be fighting for the country and the people, preaching morality, gathering disciples, and guarding the city, but what is the use of what he did? It is nothing more than causing more deaths in this war! If he had brought the people of the Mohist School to us immediately after killing Emperor Zong Ming, and then used his prestige and virtue in the hearts of the people of Dayue to persuade them to surrender, how could he have encountered any resistance? How could there be a massacre in the city, and even the current incident of the Yuan River bursting its banks?

He seems to be working for the country and the people, but in fact he has exhausted the people's wealth, used up the people's hearts, wasted the people's strength, and ruined the people's livelihood. He is really not a smart person, and is much worse than you, Master! How can you add unnecessary troubles to him? Such "smart people" are the most hateful. Do they really think they are saints? In my opinion, they are just people who seek fame and reputation, and at best they are just hypocrites!"

Bai Xundao's disciple, another martial arts master of Daqi, said immediately.

Seeking fame and reputation "ha"

In response to his disciples' comfort, Bai Xundao smiled and did not respond.

It is not pleasant to see the loss of a country with one's own eyes.

This disciple was born in a wealthy family and grew up beside him. Naturally, the treatment he enjoyed was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine. In addition, Daqi's national strength was at its peak and there had never been any incompetent emperors. He certainly could not understand all this.

Not everyone has such favorable conditions, and not everyone can be so open-minded.

When you witness a country gradually sinking, everything familiar starts to drift away from you, the people at the bottom are worse than pigs and dogs, and your relatives and friends die on the battlefield. How can you describe all this as "insignificant trouble"? "In my opinion, Mo Qiu will definitely not come. There are only a few masters in the whole of Dayue? They are all disunited and it is impossible for them to get together. Even if they get together, what can they do? It's ridiculous to try to stop a chariot with a mantis arm. If we get together, who among the masters of Dayue can be our opponent?"

Dai Viet's martial arts master said with a smile.

Among the four countries, Dai Viet was the weakest. After the source river burst its dike, as long as he waited for a while, there would be no more obstacles. The task assigned to him by the emperor was successfully completed, and he was very happy.

"I think you just believed Mo Qiu's words, and you keep talking about Mo Qiu endlessly. It's as if he is the only martial arts master in the world. That's enough."

The thinner martial arts master from Daqing looked up at the sky and said, "There will be another rainstorm soon, and the water will rise again. This way, we can take Yuzhou without bloodshed, saving us a lot of effort. Don't mention Mo Qiu anymore to dampen our interest."

As soon as he finished speaking, Grandmaster Dayong, who had been silent, suddenly said, "Mo Qiu."

"Um?!"

The Grand Master of Daqing immediately frowned. Was he trying to deceive him?

But then he realized that it was not the case.

Following Grandmaster Dayong's gaze, I looked forward and saw a small dot in the river actually swimming upstream!

The water in the Yuan River was flowing rapidly and was about to burst its banks. How could anything flow upstream?

In addition, the water here is extremely deep, and even if you throw a tree down, it will be difficult to reach the bottom. No matter what it is, it should not be able to get close at this time.

Unless someone is fighting against the flood.

The martial arts master had excellent eyesight, and even though the distance was far, it was not difficult to see from the slightly shining true energy around the man that he was also a martial arts master.

Moqiu He is here! He is really here!

How dare he come here?! For a moment, the six martial arts masters who noticed this scene all fell silent. The words that could have been used to criticize wantonly before seemed so powerless at this moment.

He watched in silence as Mo Qiu slid his arms vigorously in the rushing river, and with the help of his true energy, he continued to approach this place.

His skin was quite dark, like an old farmer in the country, and even his face was not handsome at all, but looked quite square, with rough brows tightly furrowed in the shape of the Chinese character "川". Only his exposed arms looked solid and powerful, with even his blood vessels bulging.

But none of this was as good as those eyes.

What a look it was, filled with pain, indignation, rage and even more that was difficult to describe in words. It was like an indestructible sword that was about to pierce through all of them.

He was clearly alone, yet he rushed towards here without pause or fear, swimming upstream!

It was as if he was not alone, but they were fighting alone! Finally, when the distance was close enough, Mo Qiu sank briefly.

The next moment, a figure fell heavily on the dry bank with splashing water! The moment he fell, the still intact riverbank seemed to tremble.

The man was quite tall, and even among the Grandmasters, he was definitely the most outstanding one. He was tall enough to make people look up to him. At first glance, he looked like a god or devil in the world! However, his chest was rising and falling violently, and the breath he exhaled was almost like white mist, and his originally dark skin was also a little red.

The six martial arts masters stared at Mo Qiu quietly.

"You"

The lean martial arts master in Daqing's throat rolled for some reason. As a fellow master, he was actually intimidated by Mo Qiu's aura! "How dare you come here?!"

Fortunately, another master of Daqing asked the question for him.

With his companions by his side, the guilty feeling that had arisen in his heart for some reason immediately disappeared without a trace. The thin master immediately said, "Are you not afraid of death? I haven't settled the score with you for attacking and killing my Daqing commander-in-chief!"

No one needs to introduce him. Just looking at this master wearing a coarse cloth, dark skin, and a sturdy and strong figure, you can tell that this person must be Mo Qiu! "Mo is not afraid of death, so why should he be afraid of death?"

Mo Qiu stared at the masters in front of him with a gaze as cold as ice and as sharp as a knife. He did not show any fear, but his voice was filled with incomparable anger: "How dare you do such a thing that harms the people?!"

The author has had lumbar muscle strain recently. It is really uncomfortable! After treatment, I feel better. The new chair I bought will arrive tomorrow. I will definitely update more tomorrow! ! ! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)