What a lucky world!

Chapter 130: Once the rebels have an idea, the world will become wider in an instant!

After returning from Zihu Villa, Zhang Mu practiced martial arts in the courtyard of the inn for two hours until he was sweating profusely and exhausted, and then he rested.

At Zihu Villa, after hearing the truth revealed by Zhao Songtao, he was indeed filled with murderous intent, and then he thought of Zhang Xianzhong's Seven Killings Monument in his previous life.

But he is just a small Yangye realm now, who can he kill?
He has always tried to integrate into this world, but in essence he is still looking at the world from a bystander's perspective.

Don't take the initiative, don't refuse, and don't be responsible.

It wasn't until he learned the cruel truth about the demonic disaster that he reacted.

Whether he likes it or not, he is a member of this world.

The reason for the murderous intention is first of all fear.

It was the kind of fear that was enough to shock him to death by the slightest aftermath of a big shot's unpredictable behavior.

It's the kind of fear that consumes you and has nothing to do with you.

Zhang Mu fought Wan'an, went to Qianyuan, passed Yongning, and wiped out rat holes. Half a year passed in a flash. Until today, at Zihu Villa, Zhang Mu finally understood what he would do next.

Troubled times are coming, and only by taking your destiny into your own hands can you live in peace and security.

The situation is about to change, and only by holding enough power can you protect the people you want to protect.

Only——

opposite!
As the saying goes, "When a traitor has an idea, the world will open up in an instant."

No matter what his family is like, no matter what the court is like, just send them all to hell.

The streets are full of the bones of nobles, and the inner treasury is burned to ashes!
Wasn't the clan system destroyed by the traitor Huang?

Wasn’t the decadent feudal system destroyed by Mr. Sun?
Wasn’t capitalist exploitation and oppression defeated by Teacher Mao?
It's nothing more than a revolution that will change the world!

After thinking this through, Zhang Mu suddenly felt that his thoughts were clear, and a surge of heroic spirit suddenly rose in his heart.

Yes, the Qianyuan Wuzhai he was in was originally recognized as a rebellious force by the imperial court.

The scroll of divine secrets in one's own sea of soul was meant to enhance the fortune of one's power.

What about power?
What could be more powerful than reopening the great future of the sun and moon and rebuilding China?
Zhang Mu let out a long sigh. When he looked at the world again, he felt something was different.

This world is not that scary!

However, no matter how great the ideal is, reality still needs to be realized step by step.

Before challenging, one must first recognize one's own current strength. Even the Qianyuan Martial Village is only a force of yellow luck. It would be difficult for them to even annihilate an entire prefecture, let alone sweep across the world.

Fortunately, looking at the national situation, it should be able to hold on for a few more years.

This is the time when he develops.

"Grandmaster Ye Hanzhou must be captured!"

As the saying goes, goals determine strategies. After Zhang Mu had this idea in mind, his expectations for Ye Hanzhou became even higher.

A future grandmaster is crucial to the advancement of Qianyuan Wuzhai.

……

"Hahahahaha..."

At the same time, in the unremarkable small reception room of Zihu Villa, an old man in a Taoist robe smiled broadly at the two lines of poetry written by Zhang Mu behind Zhang Taiyue's calligraphy and painting.

"A madman sharpens his sword? The Emperor's star is dangling?"

"Hahahahaha, Old Zhao, this is an anti-poem..."

"It's also written after Zhang Taiyue's poem!"

"His heart is to be killed!"

"Where's that little traitor? Bring him up here for me to see."

Zhao Songtao glared at the old man in the Taoist robe and said, "Ox-nosed, what are you doing?"

The old man in Taoist robes walked back slowly and sat on a chair. "Oh? You let this traitor go?"

Zhao Songtao picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said calmly, "Don't talk nonsense, you idiot."

"It's clear that a loyal person is using this to warn the court of the treacherous officials and traitors outside, and to warn the court to be cautious! How did he become a traitor..."

The old man in Taoist robes glanced at Zhang Songtao and smiled. "Never mind. Zhang Taiyue has done me a favor, and I'm just repaying him. As for whether the world is in chaos or not, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Songtao nodded and continued, "Speaking of it, that kid can be considered my disciple. I originally wanted to introduce him to you as a disciple..."

The old man in Taoist robes glared at him and said, "Pah, pah, pah, why should your grandson become my disciple?"

"Then I am a generation short?"

"You scholars really are all dirty-minded!" "Bah! You idiot, it was you who wrote to me, saying that you wanted to find someone smart and clever to inherit your set of Taegeuk sword techniques, and now you're showing it off to me?" Zhao Songtao put down his teacup and scolded.

The old man in Taoist robes dug his ears and said, "That was in the past."

"It's different now!"

"I've taken a fancy to a talented young man with a clear mind for swordsmanship."

Zhao Songtao raised his eyebrows: "Sword heart is clear?"

"This is a Sword Immortal embryo!"

"What about people?"

"He ran away." The old man in Taoist robe shrugged.

"He ran away?" Zhao Songtao asked in surprise. "With your nickname 'Kuanggesheng', you actually can't recruit any disciples? Could he be a Daoist disciple or a Buddhist Zen disciple?"

"The Taoist sect is easy to talk to. Even if it's a Zen monk, if I give him a sword technique, those Buddhist monks will definitely agree one million and two hundred thousand times!"

"But this one is not good..."

Zhao Songtao was even more surprised: "So what are you talking about?"

"Tiannan City!" The old man in Taoist robe shook his head and sighed.

"What's wrong with Tiannan City?" Zhao Songtao's face changed. "Their Dayan Sword Technique is powerful, but how far behind is your Taegeuk Sword Technique, Brother Qin?"

"What's so great about being a descendant of Zhuge Mingzhu? A disciple of yours, Qin Kuange, must have a clear mind for swordsmanship!"

Old Man Qin looked at Zhao Songtao with a touching expression: "Old Zhao, you..."

"Niubizi, let's not rush. If we keep paying attention, we'll eventually find another embryo with a clear swordsmanship!"

"brush"!
An invisible sword energy swept past, cutting the teacup in Zhao Songtao's hand into two halves!

Zhao Songtao looked at the tea soup that had flowed all over the table and sighed, "This rock tea just arrived from the south. What a waste..."

"Hmph, let's not talk about my taking in a disciple." Old Man Qin waved his hand, "I have something important to do on this trip."

Hearing Old Man Qin talking about serious matters, Zhao Songtao also became serious and said, "I knew that you, a great master, would not act rashly. What is the purpose of your visit this time?"

Old Man Qin didn't say anything, but waved his hand. Suddenly, a sharp wind blew through the conference room and surrounded the two of them.

It was only then that Old Man Qin spoke again: "Two years ago, Zhang Taiyue accidentally obtained the last letter of Gongsun Feng, the Northern Cavalry General during the Three Kingdoms period."

"There is a secret recorded on it!"

"Gongsun Feng?" Zhao Songtao frowned slightly. "If this man has something worth Zhang Taiyue's attention hundreds of years later, could it be..."

"White Horse Volunteers?"

"Yes, it's the White Horse Volunteers' training method!" Old man Qin nodded.

Zhao Songtao opened his mouth, and the description of the legendary army that roared like the wind in the history books flashed through his mind.

"Where justice lies, life and death follow, the white horse is my witness, and heaven is my witness!"

"They are called cavalry, but they are actually the imperial guards. They move back and forth like the tide and roar like the wind!"

"Three thousand white horses, never missing a shot, long arrows piercing the air, even a master can be killed!"

Thinking of the White Horse Army, Zhao Songtao nodded: "If Zhang Taiyue had an army that was completely under his control, it would be of great benefit to his situation in the court."

"But now that you've found it, what are you doing in Lanling County?"

"That last book doesn't mention the Baima Yicong's military training methods, but it does point out the source of the Baima Yicong's training methods." Old Man Qin smiled bitterly and continued, "Gongsun Feng admired Prince Lanling and came to pay him homage, but he accidentally stumbled upon the Lanling King's mausoleum and obtained them."

Zhao Songtao frowned slightly: "You mean, this White Horse Volunteers..."

"Indeed, this White Horse Volunteers practiced the same method used by Lanling King's Hidden Dragon Army back then."

Zhao Songtao shook his head. "Impossible. Prince Lanling's mausoleum was completely looted by our founding emperor. There's no way any military training techniques could be found inside."

Old Man Qin nodded: "Of course there is none in the mausoleum."

"According to Gongsun Feng's final letter, after he obtained the Military Training Method, he knew the world would be in chaos. He left a backup copy with one of his retainers, instructing them to guard it in Lanling County for generations. If he failed in his struggle for world dominance, he would have his descendants come here to retrieve the Military Training Method, to serve as the foundation for the revival of the Gongsun family!"

Zhao Songtao shook his head when he heard this: "Hundreds of years have passed, and the White Horse Volunteers have never appeared again."

"I have discussed this matter with Taiyue, and there may be hidden secrets." Old Man Qin said, "But there is a clue to the whereabouts of that retainer."

Zhao Songtao's eyes lit up: "What is it?"

"That retainer is practicing the swordsmanship passed down through generations of the Gongsun family. He can reach the Grandmaster level! However, he needs to hone his sword through battle."

Zhao Songtao's face darkened when he heard this, and he spoke word by word, "Jinchuan Mountain, Fenglin Villa, Ye Family!"

(End of this chapter)