Yu Qian'an sat in front of a few stone slabs for three months but still couldn't figure out what was going on.
In three months, Yang Jiarui traveled all over the surrounding areas, even reclaimed wasteland and cultivated land here, and studied various foods with Hong Qigong and the other person.
This time it was not Yu Qian'an who stopped on his own initiative, but Ouyang Feng had already broken through to the innate realm. Several people decided to go to Xiangyang City to find a place to have a meal and celebrate.
To practice Taoism, one must be able to endure loneliness. Yu Qian'an has been used to practicing for one or two months now, and he doesn't think going into the city is a rare thing.
But Yang Jiarui really felt like he had been released from prison for several years and was having fun.
You say he's not suited to cultivation, right? Her cultivation speed isn't any slower than others', so you'd say she's suitable, right? How can she sit still with such an outgoing personality? Or does she only jump around in front of him?
A few people were not interested, but when Da Diao walked on the street, many people turned back to look at him. If Yu Qian'an had not been walking all the time, the crowd would probably have been so large that no one could get through.
Yang Jiarui asked Yu Qian'an, "Are you still trying to learn swordsmanship? If it doesn't work, we can just wait until Sha Diao transforms into a demon and let him teach us."
Yu Qian'an: "I don't understand. I'll take this opportunity to go out and play. Take the slate with me. One day, I might get inspired and have an epiphany."
The four of them and the bird had just sat down and hadn't even started eating when Guo Jing and Huang Rong arrived. "Seventh Master? Why didn't you come to see me when you came to Xiangyang? Wouldn't dinner at my house be better than at this restaurant?"
Hong Qigong's eyes lit up: "I didn't know when you moved to Xiangyang."
Huang Rong: "It's Guo Jing. He's worried about the Mongols coming south, so he plans to stay in Xiangyang to help the government defend the city. We've been here for over a month. Come on, come to my house, I'll make you something delicious."
Hong Qigong looked at Yu Qian'an and Yang Jiarui: "What do you two say?"
Yu Qian'an shrugged: "It doesn't matter!"
It was just right for them to go to Guo Jing's place so that they wouldn't be criticized for being a big bird. When they arrived at Guo Jing's house, Huang Rong went to prepare the dishes. Guo Jing bowed:
"Last time, you two gave me the Yi Jin Jing and the Lankavatara Sutra. I have returned them to Shaolin and informed them of the Huashan incident. After careful consideration, Shaolin decided to continue closing the mountain to prevent the pure Buddhist land from being ravaged by foreigners."
Yu Qian'an: "These monks are really good at protecting themselves!"
Guo Jing: "In fact, it's very difficult for the people there to maintain their integrity after their country was occupied."
Yu Qian'an: "What about the Quanzhen Sect? Doesn't it say that with great power comes great responsibility? Isn't Shaolin Temple known as the Zen sect of the world, and that all martial arts originated from Shaolin? How come they have no psychological burden at all for being a coward at this time?"
Guo Jing: "In fact, Shaolin also has its own difficulties. Shaolin's lay disciples are spread all over the world. If he doesn't close the mountain, then everything the monks do will be blamed on Shaolin. Many people are worried that their actions will bring disaster to Shaolin, so they can only endure it.
After it closed the mountain, the lay disciples could go about doing good deeds without worrying about bringing trouble to their master. In recent years, many monks have also traveled around the world to help the poor and needy.
Yu Qian'an: "Okay, they still have some conscience. I'm just complaining casually, no other intentions."
Guo Jing bowed and asked, "From what Master Yu has to say, he seems to be a man of chivalry. I wonder what you think of the current state of affairs. The Mongols have seized the Central Plains, so our fellow martial artists should..."
Yu Qian'an waved his hand and said, "Don't talk to me about the great heroes who serve their country and their people. I am just a passer-by in this world and I don't want to participate in your anti-Yuan cause.
But if you want to ask me for advice, I do have a few immature suggestions."
Guo Jing: "What a great hero who serves his country and his people. Guo Jing, I understand. Master Yu, just speak up. I will seriously consider your suggestion."
Yu Qian'an: "What is the essence of war? It is a comprehensive contest between two countries' military, population, resources, people's will, etc.
As the saying goes, soldiers against soldiers and generals against generals. When you are in the world of martial arts, you should not identify your enemy as the enemy's army, but as the enemy's people.
As long as we are shameless, we can win.
Calling upon fellow warriors in the Central Plains, each of them kill ten Mongols. The entire Mongolian tribe has less than a million people, and if a few hundred thousand people die, they will collapse!"
Guo Jing: "I'm afraid this is against the harmony of nature. Mongolian herdsmen are actually very... simple and honest."
Yu Qian'an: "Don't fool yourself. You have lived in the Mongolian grasslands for 18 years. You should understand the habits of Mongolians. Nomadic people live on the grasslands. If the years are abundant, it's okay. But when there is a famine, the first thing they think of is to go south to rob.
From top to bottom, none of them felt that there was anything wrong with going south to rob, and few of them had their hands stained with other people's blood.
You feel sorry for the Mongolian people at this time, but who will feel sorry for the tens of millions of Han people who died or were injured in the north? On average, each Mongolian killed the equivalent of dozens of Han people.
So killing one Mongolian is equivalent to saving dozens of Han people. Are you still hesitating?"
Guo Jing: "This... I'm sorry, it's difficult for me to do that. I would rather die in battle in Xiangyang!"
Yu Qian'an shook his head: "You deserve to die in battle. You deserve to die in battle. Your wife and children will die with you. After you die, the Mongols will continue to march south to occupy the last Han Chinese land in Jiangnan and kill tens of millions of people. Your death is of no value!"
Seeing that Yu Qian'an was about to start an argument with Guo Jing, Hong Qigong quickly tried to smooth things over: "We can put this proposal on hold. Didn't Master Yu just say he had several suggestions? Let's listen to the others. Perhaps there's something better."
Yu Qian'an took a deep breath and said, "Another solution is for all sects to stop hoarding their secret techniques and instead print and distribute them across the country. This way, everyone in the world can practice martial arts. If the people are strong, foreigners won't dare to bully us anymore."
Guo Jing: "But what if this martial art is obtained by bad people? What if it is obtained by foreign races?"
Yu Qian'an: "Otherwise, you are considered pedantic and stupid. If everyone in the world learns the secrets of magic, then will there be more good people or bad people in the world? If both good and bad people are martial arts masters, who will dare to bully others?
As for foreign races, there's even less to fear. If we all learn the same martial arts, then the battle between the two countries will be a competition of numbers. Why should we Han people fear the Mongols when it comes to numbers? They only have a million people, and we have a few thousand. If ten of us fight one, there's still people left to cheer us up and buy groceries and cook. "
Guo Jing: "This... is unheard of. I don't dare to make the decision. Even if I agree, those sects may not agree!"
Yu Qian'an: "But I hope they agree. You just need to publish the Nine Yin Manual and Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that you know. We also have the Peach Blossom Island martial arts, the Beggars' Sect martial arts, the Toad Skill, and so on. Those crappy skills they have will be useless if they want to publish them!"
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