C608 Death of the Old Ancestor

Paleogene highly valued poison, and when people held their ancestors' gods in their hearts, the power to bind themselves was something modern man could not even imagine.

Rather than saying that the gods would punish him, it would be better to say that the modern man would punish him with a humanity that was not erased. The modern man might already find it difficult to understand this value, but it was undeniable that when a vast majority of the people in society believed in this value, the relationship between people was definitely the most harmonious one.

When everyone had a final bottom line in their hearts, there would not be any strange phenomena occurring in this society. When everyone was in awe of him, at least there would be no poison powder, Sudan Red, or underground oil …

Because at that time, people believed that there was God's eyes staring at everyone from the top of their heads, oppressing them so that they wouldn't sink into the devil's lair.

Many may laugh at this superstitious value, but one should not laugh at the social harmony it brings.

Xiao Letian had told people around him that his industrialization would definitely not destroy the three sets of human heart stabilizers that the Confucians, Taoists and Buddha had. In the strong industrialization process, if the Chinese people lost the last piece that contained their soul, then industrialization would bring their citizens into an extremely desperate law of the jungle.

Why arm our hands? The answer is natural science and industry.

Why arm our minds? This answer would probably never be answered.

"I, Xiang Shaolong, swear to the heavens, every word I say is true, as if there was a trace of deceit in my words." Speaking of which, Dragon Lord felt that this oath was not heavy enough, and immediately followed up.

"If there's any sort of deception, then our Xiang Family's Feng Shui will be cut off forever. Geniuses will never appear … With such a vow, the Old Ancestor should be able to rest easy now, right? "

The Old ancestor's tears flowed down his face as he nodded his head, "Good, good, good …" I believe you, Dragon Lord I believe you … " Before he could finish his sentence, the Old Ancestor suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. It turned out that his wound was once again in intense pain.

"Quick... Hurry up and boil a bubble for your master, it's already like this. Dragon Lord scolded the disciple who was kneeling on the ground.

Earth was naturally a large amount of smoke and soil. This drug that was hated by Chinese people could sometimes save lives, especially when the patient was on the verge of death. It had a very good analgesic effect.

As expected, the moment the big smoker shot out, the Old Ancestor's expression immediately brightened.

"Cough, cough, cough …" I didn't expect that my ancestor would say that he hated smoke and dirt the most, but before he left, he also tasted it … "Poor Emperor Yan and Emperor Yan, they were bullied by this little thing all their lives …"

"I never thought that even when I died, I would still need his help to stop the pain. What kind of logic is this?"

Dragon Lord smiled slightly, "This is the theory of yin and yang that the scholars speak of. In the mouth of the westerner, this is called contradiction. Opium can hurt people, but it can also save people. For example, wounded soldiers on the battlefield can often die from the pain. With such a powerful analgesic, the chances of them surviving will be much higher … "

"And the Gun that you hate the most, Old Ancestor, the Gun can indeed destroy our traditional Chinese martial arts, but from a different perspective, why don't you use the Gun to protect our traditional martial arts?"

The Old Ancestor's eyes lit up, "Dragon Lord did indeed learn great fortune from Prime Minister Xiao of the East China Sea and have seen the world before. Why don't you explain this logic to me?"

The concept that the Dragon Lord had towards the elite force originated from a promise that Xiao Letian made two years ago. During this period, the Dragon Lord and Xiao Letian had communicated with each other many times, and in the end, they determined that the founding principle of the elite force was not to compete with others but to protect themselves.

Yes, regardless of whether the Chinese martial arts world liked it or not, they could not avoid the question, which was the rise of firearms to challenge traditional fighting machines.

A warrior who had trained in the martial arts since young would never be able to reach the next level, but what about Musketeers? In less than four hours of Peixin's time, he could easily kill a martial arts expert of twenty years.

This is an era of great traditional decline. There is no way for us to avoid it. If we want to live, we have to recognize the reality and adapt to it.

On this point, Japanese Sakamoto Ryoma had done very well. "In the future, there will be a lot more fights inside the house," Sakamoto Ryoma once told the member of the Tuscan Working King's Party, Sai Shunzhi. I like tao."

After Sakamoto Ryoma had become Hai Zhou's teacher, he took out his spear and bid his farewells to the Dragon Horse. This time, he took out the Universal Law: "A handgun can only kill the enemy, this book can actually revive Japan".

Katana, tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao, handgun, law … Just from Sakamoto Ryoma's studying of this period of time, one could see that the Japanese people were the social major change after the incident of the black boat.

"Old Ancestor, if we want to improve, we have to change. We have to constantly change ourselves. Without change, how can we improve?"

The Old Ancestor was stunned upon hearing this, and even the disciples outside were stunned.

"If people change, how can we be trusted? "Today, when the guns are good, I will learn the guns. Tomorrow, I will learn the cannons again. There is no end to the changes, but the changes will bring about unsteady hearts. What should I do now?" The Old Ancestor clearly did not have that much perseverance left in her voice.

At this time, Dragon Lord stuck out his chest and proudly said, "It's not like that. Confucius had said that a gentleman should obey the law. As time went on, the social situation changed every day. Therefore, keeping abreast of the times was the way to be a gentleman! Old Ancestor, once you decide on a matter, you will want to follow through. But by doing so, you will be behind the times. "

The Dragon Lord was extremely proud, he had never thought that he would also have a time where he could use the words of a saint. In the past, the men in green had always been synonymous with a bunch of rude and boorish men, but today, the Dragon Lord was actually able to use the words of a saint to explain his way of thinking.

The entire room was dead silent. When the Old Ancestor and his disciples saw that Dragon Lord was about to lose his mind, they thought to themselves, Since when did the Green Forest Great Hero in Beijing become an Elementary Scholar?

From his mouth, not only did he have thoughts about Wu Lin's future, he also had foreign knowledge and background. At that moment, Dragon Lord actually had countless of words written on his body, making all the martial artists present feel helpless.

After a moment of silence, the Old Ancestor suddenly laughed. He laughed so hard that he couldn't even breathe, "Hahaha …" Cough cough cough … Awesome! Awesome! When a person is about to die, he was actually able to break through his enchantment and enlighten himself. At least, I did not live my life for nothing! "

"Thank you, Dragon Lord, for your righteousness. If it weren't for you, I would have brought along my determination to see Master …" I'm so stupid, why am I so stupid? Why should I be at odds with the Gun in terms of martial arts? Isn't kung fu and Gun the same type of tool? Isn't the one controlling them our people? "

"Hahaha …" I understand, I understand, I can learn kung fu on one side, and Gun on the other. When I need kung fu, I can use kung fu, and when I need to use Gun, I can't be a tool, why am I so stupid! "

Finally, the Old Ancestor came to a realization. A brand-new world appeared before him, as if he had ripped open a piece of opaque window paper.

"My unfilial children, listen carefully!" The old ancestor was definitely coming back to life. His face was now flushed red, and he was brimming with energy.

"We will follow the Old Ancestor's orders!" The courtyard was filled with disciples and disciples, and the room was filled with people.

From today onwards, all of you must work together to help the Dragon Lord and the Prime Minister Xiao, you must take care of that Chinese martial art, do not hide anything, and leave behind all the skills I have taught you, do not cut off, use your own energy to exchange for a new official's body, and also a peaceful meal for your descendants, this is worth it!

"You must remember, unless Dragon Lord and Prime Minister Xiao want to rebel, you must not go against them … I can see that the Prime Minister Xiao is the one who understands, the one who understands everything in the world! "

"Cough, cough, cough …" The Old Ancestor violently coughed again. At this time, a trace of fish-belly white appeared on the windowsill. The new day had finally arrived.

"Bring me..." Top Roof... "Let me see the sunrise. Quickly!"

"Master, take a good rest and wait for your injuries to heal first." The disciples tried to persuade him in a low voice. They knew that their master had the habit of watching the sun rise from the walls of the Forbidden City again.

Countless mornings of the sunrise, the Old Ancestor watched the red sun rise and breathe in and out, cultivating and meditating. He listened to the sounds of the well, which was gradually waking up outside the city walls, and also heard the sounds of the quiet whips coming from the three great halls of the imperial court behind him. At that moment, the Old Ancestor felt that he was standing right in the center of the entire empire.

How he loved that feeling. Maybe that's why he was loyal to the throne all his life.

"Bring me up, I don't have much time left. Let me take a look …"

"Wuwuwu …" It's Master! " Everyone was choked with sobs. Tears that were as big as beans dripped from their eyes. "Master is watching the sunrise. Disciples, let's go to the Mortal Tower …"

"Yes …" The disciples that filled the yard had actually built a fish-beam path that led to the roof in the same way as an arhat.

Doctor Ba Ke and the guards were all dumbstruck, especially when the two senior disciples carried their Master and disciple on the shoulder of the head as they walked down the path made from fish, every disciple and disciple who was stepped on shouted out with tears in their eyes, "We'll send Master to watch the sunrise!"

"I'm sending you off to watch the sunrise, master …" "I'll send Master to watch the sunrise …" His voice was loud and melodious, and hot tears welled up in his eyes.

This was the feeling of master and disciple, not father and son but father and son! In the end, even the Dragon Lord was touched. He carried a few wolfskin mattresses and flew up to the roof, "I've made the bed for the Old Ancestor, please lie down and be a bit more gentle!"

"Thank you, Dragon Lord …" The Old Ancestor was lying on a few wolfskin mattresses, his body leaning against the overflowing roof. In front of him was a gushing red sun.

"It's a new day! The dark clouds have all dispersed … It's a new day! " The red sun had already risen above the horizon, and the Old Ancestor's emotions were suddenly stirred up. He tightly clenched his fists as tears flowed down his face.

"Your majesty!" The imperial government! Take a look, it's a new day … You have to work hard! This old servant can't protect you any longer … "So full of spirit ah …"

Before his voice had even faded, the Old Ancestor laid down on the Dragon Lord's lap with his head tilted. After experiencing three dynasties of light, Xian Feng, and Tongzhi, the Old Ancestor of the Forbidden City had finally passed away.

"Master …" Master... "Wuu!" Ba Ke's courtyard was filled with weeping.