Chapter 1016 Dad's Taking You Up the Mountain

The wind blew from the southwest to the northeast.

It carried the stench of blood from Houshan Town and caused the Prince's black python robe to flutter slightly.

This world,

Will be educated by me.

The current Regent Prince of Great Yan indeed had the qualification and the strength to say these words.

Even if the Emperor of Great Yan were standing beside him at this moment, he would probably only smile sheepishly upon hearing this, and then, under the gaze of the Regent Prince, he would curl his lips and express his agreement.

The Jin Kingdom had long perished,

The Chu Kingdom had fallen apart,

And the Qian Kingdom, which had always been known for its dense population and abundant resources,

Was now being held to the ground by the troops of Great Yan, its head and limbs pinned down as it struggled to survive.

Great Yan,

Was now the undisputed number one power in the world;

And the Regent Prince of Great Yan,

Was even more powerful than the Emperor, even the Emperor had to coax and please him.

If he said that the world no longer needed the so-called Qi Refiners;

Then,

Qi Refiners in the world would no longer be able to enter the world as a prominent sect.

No more Qi Refiners would descend the mountain to enter the court directly, nor would there be fluttering sleeves within the Astronomical Bureau pointing to the country's fortunes;

You can continue to exist,

But I,

Can erase all the halos around you.

Mortals revere the heavens, revere the immortals,

But what mortals fear most is the county magistrate above their heads.

The template had already been demonstrated in Jin East.

Although Xie Yu'an had once told Zhao Yuannian that the scene in Jin East would be difficult to replicate elsewhere.

Firstly, Jin East did not emphasize the imperial examination but emphasized practical affairs,

Secondly, the vast Jin East now only had that one Calabash Temple;

Thirdly, the potatoes, sweet potatoes, and other crops cultivated in Jin East were gradually becoming popularized. It was unrealistic for everyone to become rich and noble, but at least, in the future, fewer people would starve to death in this world.

It was said that one who cannot plan for a part cannot plan for the whole, but this Regent Prince truly had a ready-made benchmark there.

Therefore,

Although the Regent Prince, who had now entered the Third Rank, did not use his Qi and blood to forcibly amplify his voice, nor did he ask the Demon Pill or the Sword Saint to create a grand scene to support him;

His words,

Were even more shocking than those spoken by the three giant phantoms.

"Your Highness,

If you insist on doing so,

Then, by the lotus pond on the back mountain, I have invited eighteen fellow Daoists to set up the Canopy Great Formation, its power is even greater than when my master went to Yanjing to sever the dragon vein!

If you send troops to stain my back mountain with blood today,

Then we,

Will carry out the punishment of heaven and sever the fate of your Zheng family's descendants!"

The Prince heard this, his smile did not diminish, and he said to the Sword Saint beside him:

"Old Yu, do you know, what I've been waiting for is this sentence.

This bunch of bird Qi Refiners,

Except for cursing people, they only curse people,

If they can't curse this generation, they say they're cursing the next generation, anyway, waiting one or two decades is waiting, one or two hundred years, seven or eight hundred years, is also waiting.

They can always wait until a blind cat runs into a dead mouse, and if they can't wait, their disciples and grandchildren can always rush up to celebrate.

So,

What exactly did that Cang Fuzi cut,

Wasn't the Great Yan dragon vein severed?

Why is my Great Yan today,

Still thriving?"

The Sword Saint opened his mouth and said, "So, you are also learning from the late Emperor of Yan, shouting hurry, hurry, hurry, don't delay your killing, or don't delay your evening meal?"

"Vulgar, Old Yu, vulgar."

"Oh?"

"What's the point of always paying tribute? There must be innovation, right?

Since we are to replace these outsiders in educating this world,

Then,

We must let the people of this world see,

What kind of things these so-called gods,

Actually are."

The Prince turned his head to look at his son and asked:

"Son, are you afraid?"

"Heh."

Zheng Lin snorted disdainfully.

The Prince stretched out his hand and pointed forward,

Saying:

"Da Hu."

"Here!"

"Pass down the order, clear the path up the mountain for me and the Heir Apparent."

"Yes!"

…

The road up the mountain was quickly cleared, although the mountain path was bloody, at least the corpses were all finished off by the Embroidered Uniform Guards and thrown to the sides of the mountain path.

"Son, give me your hand."

The Heir Apparent turned his head and looked at his mother standing behind him.

This time, his eyes unusually lacked the helplessness of being coerced by maternal love,

Instead, they carried a hint of arrogance,

Saying:

"For the sake of that phrase 'educate the world'."

After saying that,

He placed his hand in his father's palm.

The father and son, hand in hand, went up the mountain together.

And the Embroidered Uniform Guards who had previously reached halfway up the mountain now retreated according to the Prince's order, lined up in the forests on both sides of the mountain path, following the Prince's footsteps and slowly moving upwards.

The Princess followed behind the father and son, looking at the way they were now, Si Niang's gaze towards her son was also slightly more agreeable.

The Blind Man silently shook his head.

His Lord said that he was here to receive those eight thousand comrades-in-arms and incidentally destroy the Qian, but now it seemed that if he were to investigate carefully, fear of fusing the father and son relationship, also must be lined up in destroying Qian before.

A Ming carried a water bag in his hand, naturally filled with blood, once the war started, he would not be short of food;

Xue San led a group of Embroidered Uniform Guards in the forest, following and occasionally glancing at the group of people on the mountain road beside him.

He still remembered when he first took his Lord to report to the civilian labor camp, at that time, everyone was also walking on the road, everything, was really different.

As for the Sword Saint, he was actually closest to Zheng Fan, in the rear diagonally, even closer than Si Niang.

One was an old neighbor of more than ten years,

The other was his most proud disciple,

He, Yu Huaping, really dared not let anything happen to this father and son.

But everyone around him did not pass the Prince and Heir Apparent's line, even though bells and chanting could already be heard from the mountain, and there was also a faint sound of hidden thunder.

In front of a stone tablet,

The Prince stopped his steps, the Heir Apparent was a little puzzled, and looked at this stone tablet.

The bottom of the stone tablet was red, the inscription was Yao Zizhan, the literary saint of the Qian Kingdom, but there were no words to write on the inscription.

The matter of the wordless tablet was not a secret in Houshan Town.

It should be known that the previous Emperor died here on the mountain road.

Some said that the reason why Master Yao did not write on the stone tablet was because commenting on the life and achievements of an emperor was not something he could decide with a single word.

Others said that when the Emperor died, Master Yao himself was at the foot of this mountain, but he could only watch helplessly as the Emperor who had just been forced to abdicate ended himself, and the dignified literary saint of Great Qian was really ashamed to write another word, so he could only sign his name separately to express his guilt.

"The Qian Kingdom's Emperor died here," the Prince said.

"Does Father intend to pay respects?" Zheng Lin asked.

"Let Father think, did I kneel when I saw him in the Imperial Palace in Shangjing back then."

After pondering for a moment,

The Prince shook his head and said:

"I don't remember, logically speaking, my army was outside back then, and I was also an envoy of the Yan army, so I shouldn't have had to kneel."

"But what about it?"

"But, for your birth, it wouldn't have mattered to me if your father had knelt back then."

"…" Zheng Lin.

"Hehe."

The Prince laughed,

"This Emperor can't be considered a fatuous ruler, he was quite enlightened, barely a wise ruler."

"This ending is not good."

"A wise ruler, in peaceful times, can indeed be extraordinary, at least he can carry on the past and open up the future, and eliminate some accumulated malpractices, but who told him his fate was not good, and the opponent he encountered was different."

"Is it that late Emperor of Yan again?"

"And your father, me."

"Oh."

Zheng Lin understood, his father was taking the opportunity to praise himself.

"In the era of great strife, it's either you die or I die, his ability was excellent, but he lacked a little, his courage was also excellent, but it was still lacking a little.

This life,

Even being an Emperor,

Is actually no different from street hooligans fighting over territory,

When it's time to be ruthless, you have to let go of everything to be ruthless, when it's time to go all out, you have to completely abandon everything.

Even if you do all this, winning or losing still depends on luck;

So, any slight hesitation, any slight hesitation, then the ending… will really be difficult.

Because his opponent,

Is working hard.

However, after you inherit my position, it will be another situation.

The situation of turmoil in the world, in your father's hands, should be able to end.

So next, you have to learn to calm down even more, it's not to say you can't use weapons, but you have to look ahead to the righteous cause, even if you can easily destroy your opponent in front of you, you have to pretend that you are forced to do so.

After the world is unified, the desire for stability will inevitably be the general trend.

So,

You have to learn to build a memorial arch even better."

"Like… Father, you?"

"Yes, like Father, me, only in this way can you not suffer losses."

"I…"

"Try to learn as much as you can."

"Oh."

"Let's continue up the mountain, don't keep the immortals waiting anxiously."

The Prince held the Heir Apparent's hand and continued up the mountain.

At this moment, a powerful sword intent appeared on the mountain, and a man with crane hair and a childlike face came down from the mountain holding a sword.

"Liu Bohai, a devotee of the back mountain, has come to seek guidance!"

This person held a dark green long sword, his aura was a little unstable, sometimes Third Rank, sometimes it seemed to slip back to Fourth Rank, and looking at his head, there were three silver needles inserted in it, and it was clear.

This was a breakthrough forced out by secret methods.

The Sword Saint's figure disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, he appeared in the sky in front, his left fingertip pointing towards the sky, in an instant, there seemed to be a sound of breaking through the air from above the sky, and even the formation on the mountain also showed some disorder.

"Yu Huaping!"

Liu Bohai let out a loud shout, and thrust his sword at Yu Huaping.

The Sword Saint did not reply,

His fingertip fell,

And the powerful Second Rank sword intent directly penetrated!

Liu Bohai did not dodge, but chose to meet it head-on, this was… the most direct and straightforward way of confrontation between swordsmen.

"Pfft!"

After the sword Qi entered his body, Liu Bohai's back spurted out a cloud of blood mist, his body trembled, and he sat down on the steps in frustration, the dark green sword also fell to the ground.

The Sword Saint looked at him and said, "I thought you were dead a long time ago."

Liu Bohai's seven orifices began to overflow with blood, and he laughed, "I didn't die, I failed to force open the Second Rank back then, and most of my meridians were broken. Fortunately, Cang Fuzi helped me and brought me back to the back mountain for treatment.

After being cured, my realm in this life can only stop at Fourth Rank, I can't even get to Third Rank. Disheartened, I simply lived in this back mountain for eighteen years.

I have eaten people's food for eighteen years, today, I have finally paid back this favor.

Dying under your, Yu Huaping's, sword is my good fortune;

But if it wasn't you, Yu Huaping, and it was another swordsman, at least I would have had a chance to exchange a few more moves and use some of the sword techniques I've been pondering over these years. Now it's all good, there's no chance."

"Rest in peace."

"Okay, Qingmo, you keep it for me, find someone to pass it on, isn't Baili Jian also with you?

Oh,

I think this kid has a good temperament,

How about,

Just give it to him?"

Liu Bohai pointed at Zheng Lin.

In Zheng Lin's eyes, a clear contempt was revealed.

"He is my disciple," Yu Huaping said, "He doesn't think highly of you."

"But my Qingmo is a good sword," Liu Bohai said.

"The sword master is giving him a sword tailored to his needs, Qingmo is not good enough."

"Alas."

Liu Bohai let out a sigh,

Reached out,

And slapped his chest, ending his life in advance before the sword Qi in his body began to backfire and bring him pain.

The Prince led the Heir Apparent and walked over.

"Was he very famous?" The Prince asked.

"Sort of, he should have had a seat among the Four Great Swordsmen back then, but he disappeared early."

"Oh, so that's how it is."

The Prince nodded, not taking it too seriously, but instead asked:

"He came down to stop us, does that mean the people above haven't stopped us properly yet?"

"Perhaps," the Sword Saint said.

At this moment, shouts of killing came from the forests on both sides of the mountain path, and the Embroidered Uniform Guards and the experts who came down from the back mountain began to fight.

"It seems that they really weren't ready, Da Hu, did you bring food?"

"I brought it."

Da Hu took out a nang and handed it to the Prince.

The Prince divided a piece and handed it to his son.

"Since the performance above isn't ready yet, then let's wait, father and son. Speaking of which, your father has never really taken you on a trip."

The Prince led the Heir Apparent to sit down, and the father and son began to eat the nang in their hands.

While eating,

The Heir Apparent turned his head and asked:

"Does it have to be like this?"

"How?"

The Heir Apparent glanced at his mother standing in front of him, organized his words, and said:

"Take off and then put on?" (idiom referring to pointless actions)

"Oh, hahaha." The Prince was not angry, and laughed, "Anyway, we have to take this trip."

"Why?"

In Zheng Lin's view, he could completely issue a royal order directly, and the mountain would be left without a chicken or dog, but he had to climb the mountain and walk up the mountain path himself, and now, he deliberately waited, leaving ample preparation time for the people above.

This was very inconsistent with his father's usual style.

"Some roads, a father has to hold his son's hand and take a trip."

Zheng Lin still didn't understand, and asked:

"Did someone take you on a trip back then?"

The Prince's eyes narrowed slightly,

Slowly nodding,

Saying:

"Yes."

The sounds of fighting on both sides gradually died down.

After waiting for a while,

The Prince stood up and began to climb the mountain again with his son.

As they walked,

Above,

Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded,

In the dark,

An extremely majestic voice came from above:

"Prince, if you don't withdraw your troops and retreat, your descendants will face hardship!"

A blue wind floated down from the mountain.

The Sword Saint looked at Zheng Fan, but did not take action.

The Prince looked down at his son and said:

"Son, listen to what he's saying."

Zheng Lin took two steps forward and went up two steps.

When the blue wind came towards him,

The seal at the center of Zheng Lin's eyebrows emitted a red light, and the depths of his eyes were also covered in blood:

"Let me… face hardship, hehe!"

The Heir Apparent stood there.

The blue wind, when it floated in front of him, was actually blocked.

"I'm just not grown up yet."

The Heir Apparent shouted loudly,

"Give me ten more years,

I will surpass my godfathers, I will surpass my master, I will surpass everyone.

I'm not afraid of hardship,

What I'm afraid of is,

The world will be too easy in the future,

It's boring!"

"Boom!"

The blue wind began to crack and then dissipated.

Above, there was a shrill scream.

But soon,

Thunder sounded again,

A huge, ferocious ghost face appeared above:

"Prince, if you don't withdraw your troops, the imperial power you have painstakingly accumulated will be annihilated!"

"It's better if it's gone.

I don't even want this chessboard if it's really given to me.

If I can simply overturn this chessboard,

I can just start playing again!"

The ghost face then disappeared.

Screams came from the mountain again, and I don't know how many people went crazy and insane at this moment.

Curses are like this, while you curse others, you also have to bear great danger yourself, if you fail to curse, then the curse will backfire on you.

A smile appeared on the Blind Man's lips, greatly pleased.

"My son is mighty."

The Prince standing behind clapped his hands.

Zheng Lin turned his head to look at his father behind him, his expression was both amused and annoyed.

The Prince continued up the mountain, and when he passed by his son, he was surprised to find that his son's face was looking to the side, but his hand slightly waved in a small arc.

The Prince reached out and took the Heir Apparent's hand.

The father and son continued up the mountain.

At this time,

Five thunder-like presences began to patrol in the sky above.

The Sword Saint's face became serious, and he said, "This is not a curse, this is Qi Refiners summoning thunder!"

The Blind Man also immediately reminded, "All the curses for a long time are false moves, they actually came directly with the physical."

The Prince raised his hand,

Signaling everyone behind him not to come up,

While he continued to hold his son's hand forward.

"Dad, don't play too hard." Zheng Lin reminded, "You really might be struck to death by lightning."

"Don't worry, I've been to this back mountain, I'm familiar with it."

"Oh."

The father and son continued to walk upwards.

Zheng Fan, who was already a Third Rank martial artist, had reached an extremely high level of understanding of this power as his realm improved.

"This God is blind and needs the help of lackeys below to guide him so that he can strike people."

"So, these Qi Refiners are all lackeys?"

"Pretty much."

"But now, we're being pointed at."

Zheng Lin looked up at the thunder that was about to fall, and reminded with some concern.

"Where are we?"

"In the back mountain," Zheng Lin replied.

"Where in the back mountain?"

"On the mountain road."

"Then we're not in the back mountain."

"Huh?"

"Because we're on the road."

"Dad, now is not the time to play with words."

The Prince slightly shook his head,

Saying:

"Thanks to your Demon Pill brother, your father also briefly became a Qi Refiner once."

"If you take out Demon Pill brother now, we, father and son, will be struck by lightning even faster."

"That's not what I wanted to say, but because of that time, I understood the most deadly way to deal with these Qi Refiners.

Over the years, I've been curious about one thing.

Clearly, he was so powerful, why did he always say he was… slightly versed in magic arts.

At first, I thought he was being modest, because he knew too much, and compared to his other skills, magic arts were really not the most important.

But later,

I understood,

This magic arts thing really only needs to remember that sentence… if you believe it, it exists, if you don't believe it, it doesn't, then all the magic arts in the world can be broken.

Things that can be broken,

What is there to boast about?"

As soon as his father's words fell,

Zheng Lin suddenly discovered that,

The noise on the top of the mountain in front of him was gone;

Looking back,

The people who were following him up the mountain, his godfathers, mother, master, and the guards on both sides, were all gone.

This was a road up the mountain, he was still being held by his father, and this was still the back mountain.

But, it was different again…

At this moment, his father's voice rang out again:

"These words are easy to say, but difficult to do, some people swear that they don't believe in ghosts and gods, but in reality, they have fear in their hearts.

Under the transformation of fear, ghosts and gods are nothing more than a matter of kneading a face, and they don't even need to name them.

Even in the match that your master lost more than ten years ago, he lost under magic arts, because at that time, your master also had fear in his heart.

Now, your master won't lose."

"Then… is there no fear in Dad's heart anymore?"

"Yes."

"Still?"

"Who can truly achieve inner fearlessness? Even true holy monks and immortals may find it difficult to do this.

And some things, the more you want them not to exist, the more they will exist in your heart.

It's okay to have it,

You can allow it to exist,

As long as you have enough faith to overcome it."

At this time,

Zheng Lin suddenly found that his father's voice increased:

"Hey,

On the battlefield,

There is no one who can defeat your father anymore.

Even the prophecies arranged by this old Heaven,

In your father's place,

Have long been changed beyond recognition.

Your father doesn't even give face to this old Heaven, let alone these lackeys, hehe."

At this moment,

The sound of thunder falling suddenly rang out.

Zheng Lin only felt his vision blur, and then he realized that the people around him had appeared again, for a time, he could not even tell whether they had left before, or he had left.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

One after another, thunder finally struck down, but not on the father and son, but on this mountain peak.

Because at that moment, when the thunder was about to fall, the powerful Qi Refiners on the mountain were unable to capture the Prince's aura, as if the Prince had disappeared out of thin air.

The consequence of this was… the thunder that lost its target instinctively turned to the people who summoned it down after falling…

On the top of the mountain,

Rocks were flying and sparks were splashing everywhere, even peerless martial artists would not be able to withstand such thunder with their physical bodies, let alone the Qi Refiners whose physical bodies were already weak;

You could even see many severed limbs falling into the forest below.

Zheng Lin watched the scene in front of him in shock.

The Prince stopped his steps,

Turned around,

And said:

"Okay, when climbing a mountain, the most important thing is the scenery along the road, there is no need to only obsess over the top of the mountain, since the scenery has been enjoyed, then let's go down, father and son."

"Oh… okay."

The Prince and the Heir Apparent began to descend the mountain, and the Embroidered Uniform Guards on both sides quickly pounced towards the top of the mountain, they had to ensure that no one was left alive.

After descending the mountain,

They learned one thing,

That was, a team of envoys had come from Shangjing, and they had been waiting for a long time, and they were old acquaintances, Yao Zizhan.

The Prince held his son's hand and walked outside the commander's tent, Yao Shi, who was standing there waiting, took a deep breath, at this moment, he seemed to muster a lot of blood and courage, and shouted loudly:

"Prince, if my Qian Kingdom surrenders, can the Prince not enter Shangjing!"

Zheng Lin laughed,

He thought this old man was very interesting, using the loudest voice and the greatest courage, but saying the most cowardly and pleading words.

The battle had reached this point, and the Qian people were still dreaming of only cutting off their title and continuing to preserve themselves?

This, how could it be possible.

The Prince looked at Yao Zizhan,

Saying:

"It's not easy to drop by, so I have to go in and take a look, at least let the people of Shangjing city get to know me."

Yao Zizhan let out a sigh,

And pleaded:

"The people of Shangjing have already witnessed the Prince back then, they have witnessed the hell that the Prince brought to them."

"Then it's even more necessary to see them."

"Why?"

"Because I can let them see again,

How many layers,

This hell,

Actually has."