Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 341 Uprising, Unity of Workers and Peasants (Part 3)
The farmer was born on the seventh day.

Jingzhou, Jingshan Mountain, secluded valley.

If it weren't for the Good Mother and her companions leading the way, Duncan wouldn't have known that there was such a hidden valley near Jing Mountain. Looking into the distance, the vegetation was lush and green. After passing through a rift valley, it was as if there was another world in front of him. There were some traps and mechanisms set up on all sides, and a thin mist covered everything in the valley.

"Son."

"Inside lies Lu Xiu's secluded residence in the Xuanji Pavilion."

Good Mother gestured to the Water Maiden and Fire Maiden beside her, and the two women immediately took flight, passing directly through the misty fog ahead to scout out the surrounding situation.

Duncan, through his God's-eye view, had already spotted some nearby unit markers. He turned and nodded slightly to the voluptuous and beautiful Good Mother beside him, as if strolling leisurely. The surrounding mist was directly blocked by the protective energy, and he entered this secluded valley that resembled a small grotto.

At first it was extremely narrow, barely wide enough for one person to pass through, but after walking several dozen steps, it suddenly opened up into a bright and spacious area.

—Mo Family Mechanical Man (Neutral) (Construct) (3-star Silver Gray).

In a foggy, miasma-shrouded area.

As if hearing a commotion, Water Maiden unleashed a net of swords in an instant. The next second, several crossbow bolts pierced the air, followed by a stiff humanoid figure that wielded a bronze sword and thrust it at Fire Maiden. With a clang, sparks flew as Fire Maiden's swordsmanship was as swift as lightning, piercing the figure's heart directly.

A sword pierces the heart.

However, the figure did not pause at all, and the attack was still fierce. Huo Cha Nu drew her sword and slashed down. The sword light was more than a foot long and instantly cut off the outline of a wooden human head.

Duncan then walked up as well.

He raised his palm, used his Dragon-Capturing Skill to draw the mechanical head into his palm, examined it closely, and found that its structure was not complicated, but it was engraved with strange runes from the pre-Qin era.

"Outrageous."

"They can even create constructs from high-magic planes, yet so many people in this world are still starving to death."

Click.

He casually crushed the head. The mechanical man was made of bamboo and wood, and its internal design was quite ingenious. It was driven by true qi and magic power, and it seemed to be able to absorb external energy. Unlike the Western world, it did not use soul crystals. Its core was a carefully carved array with faint magical fluctuations attached to it.

The Mohists are indeed quite something.

At this moment, the Water Maiden and the Fire Maiden had already killed several mechanical puppets that had taken the initiative to attack nearby. As the alarm inside was triggered, some commotion soon came from the valley, and before long, several figures flew over.

"Why did the Ming Cult trespass into the forbidden area of ​​the Mo Clan?" A powerful voice rang out.

Duncan gestured to the Fire Maiden beside him, and the young woman immediately leaped into the air, unleashing a sharp sword aura.

clang!
The newcomer was a middle-aged man wielding a heavy greatsword. His movements appeared sluggish and slow, but he actually anticipated the enemy's moves and blocked Huo Cha Nu's attack in an instant. Then, he swept his heavy sword across, the force of which forced Huo Cha Nu to retreat several steps. When he attacked again, the man's swordplay was already impenetrable, and his relentless attacks prevented Huo Cha Nu from gaining any advantage.

"Mozi Sword Technique".

Standing beside Duncan, Shanmu, like a devoted secretary, softly explained: "Defense as offense, offense as defense, and a balance of offense and defense."

"This person has mastered the 'Non-Aggression' sword technique."

"His sword energy is contained and has become silent. I'm afraid it will be very difficult for Huo Cha Nu to defeat him."

It's somewhat similar to the defensive and offensive techniques in Western swordplay.

The warrior's defensive stance.

The man used a heavy sword to execute moves, his body moving with the sword with remarkable skill. Huo Cha Nu was considered a top expert in the martial arts world, but she was suppressed when facing him. Moreover, the Ming Cult's mental techniques were completely useless against them; to put it in a game-like way, they couldn't even get past their willpower immunity.

Although the Mohist school's techniques do not cultivate mental strength, they are not afraid of ordinary mental interference.

"Water Girl."

Duncan's gaze swept past the group of people in front of him and looked into the depths of the valley.

As his voice rang out, Shui Chanu drew her sword and charged forward. She wielded a soft sword, her swordplay as fluid and swift as water, perfectly countering the opponent's heavy sword. Seeing the middle-aged man fall into a disadvantageous position, the people beside him immediately exclaimed, "Senior brother! Let me help you!"

These people were locked in a fierce battle.

Duncan, unhurried, casually chose a spot. Benevolent Mother next to him swung her staff, creating a gust of wind to clear away the dust, while he leisurely sat down to see just how skilled the Mo family successor was.

This branch of the Mohist school is both righteous and evil, and its relationship with the Demonic Sect is intricate.

There was a sound breaking through the air.

The group of people who were fighting seemed to hear something. The leader used his sword to force back the Water Maiden and the Fire Maiden, and bowed to the old man in a simple gray robe behind him, saying, "Master."

The main character has finally arrived.

The newcomer was about fifty or sixty years old. He had a somewhat otherworldly air about him, with long sleeves that fluttered in the wind. However, his hands were covered in calluses and stained with dirt, as if he had just come out of the Lu Ban workshop. He looked more like a skilled eighth-level fitter, a master craftsman among masters. His aura was not as pretentious as that of the Taoist sect.

Those who actually do the work will more or less carry the air of a worker.

"I was unaware of Your Excellency's presence. Please forgive this old man for failing to greet you properly."

The newcomer was Lu Xiu, the head of the Xuanji Pavilion, representing a legitimate branch of the Mohist school. After the decline of the Hundred Schools of Thought, most of their traditions were assimilated, and ordinary Mohist techniques were kept in the Ministry of Works of the imperial court. Their branch, however, specialized in ingenious and unconventional techniques, also practicing mechanical arts, and their cultivation methods largely originated from the Mohist principles.

Upon hearing this, the Good Mother stepped forward, looked up, and said, "The Master is not here; this is the Venerable King Ming."

King Ming?

Upon hearing the words of the benevolent mother, Lu Xiu was startled. The Great Ming Venerable Sect had been chanting the slogan of the descent of the Ming King for so long. Could it be that they had actually found someone to be the Ming King?
He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Duncan. In that instant when their eyes met, he felt a stinging sensation, as if his mind was being suppressed, making it impossible for him to meet the man's gaze.

The Sutra of Wisdom that Thoroughly Explains the Roots of All Dharmas.

Only by cultivating the supreme secret techniques of the Ming Cult can one condense such a terrifying spiritual force field.

——Lu Xiu (Master of Xuanji Pavilion) (Mo Sect) (Wuhou Legacy) (Five-Star Gold)

While Duncan was sizing up the other party, the old man was also sizing up Duncan. The spiritual power that Duncan had just displayed was undoubtedly the ultimate technique of the Great Ming Venerable Sect, but judging from the aura on Duncan's body, it was somewhat like the Demonic Fiend Technique. He didn't know if it was the Xuanming Great Art, the Blood God Great Art, or some other technique that he was unaware of.

"So it is Your Majesty the King."

"I wonder what brings the King of Ming to my secluded place?" Lu Xiu looked at the kind mother beside him and the Ming Cult experts with a very respectful expression.

The strength of the good mother was comparable to his. This young man could have the good mother by his side, so his martial arts skills were probably no weaker than the leader of the Great Ming Sect.

Duncan's gaze passed over the other person, as if he were spying on everything in the valley.

suddenly.

Duncan's gaze sharpened, and he slowly said, "Were you just making wooden oxen and flowing horses?"

Upon hearing his words, Lu Xiu looked horrified.

He didn't know how this young man had noticed his actions, and upon hearing this, he cupped his hands and said, "Does Your Majesty also know about Zhuge Liang's wooden ox and flowing horse technique?"

Duncan looked at the other man with great interest and asked, "Then do you know how to make the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow?"

When asked about his proudest achievement, Lu Xiu stroked his beard and said, "It's not difficult at all."

"However, the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow is not very useful against experts, and it is difficult to break through the protective true qi of top experts."

Duncan stood up and asked, "What about the Divine Arm Crossbow and the Eight-Ox Crossbow?"

Upon hearing his words, Lu Xiu looked puzzled and asked, "What is it that Your Excellency is referring to? Why have I never heard of it before?"

This was a crossbow that only appeared in the Song Dynasty, and Duncan realized that he had overlooked the issue of the era.

He looked at the people in front of him and said slowly, "I want to bring peace to the world and restore tranquility to all people."

"I wonder if the Mo Sect would be willing to step forward and lend me a hand?"

That guy has a big mouth.

Although the Ming Cult is known for its rebellious nature, the fact that he immediately claimed to have pacified the world still surprised these Mohist disciples. They looked at Duncan with a hint of doubt, thinking that he was just bragging.

After all, Duncan's reputation is not well-known now, and they don't even know where this Ming King came from.

Lu Xiu hesitated for only a moment before preparing to decline.

But Duncan interrupted him, his gaze sharp and his eyes deep, and said calmly, "Old Master Yuan of the Farmer School has already agreed to come out of seclusion to help me."

"Medical lineages, Medicine King Valley and Hundred Flowers Valley, have all converged in Southern Xinjiang."

"I have come here."

"It's not for the Xuanji Pavilion, nor for you, Lu Xiu, nor because of the Demonic Sect."

"I have come here."

"Just one question: do the descendants of the Mohist school still remember universal love and non-aggression?"

This statement came out.

The Mo Sect disciples present were all taken aback.

Beside Duncan, Yun Wangji, who had been relatively inconspicuous, suddenly spoke up: "The world is in chaos, with constant strife. The people are treated like pigs and dogs, at the mercy of others. Foreign tribes have invaded the Central Plains, seized the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, and the Han people of the North have been reduced to slaves."

"If you still remember the teachings of the Mohist master, you should emerge into the world to save all living beings from suffering."

novelist.

Lu Xiu seemed to recognize Yun Zhike's identity as a disciple of Bai Xiaosheng, who was the successor of the Nine Schools and Ten Families in the martial arts world.

Novelists are mostly descended from unofficial writers. They are created from street gossip and hearsay.

Seeing that these people seemed thoughtful, Yun Zhike spoke again: "Our lord has already agreed that the Agricultural School will be the most prominent school of thought in the world. After pacifying the world, the Mohist School will naturally also be the most prominent school of thought in the world." The term "most prominent school of thought in the world" is a saying from the pre-Qin era, when the Mohist School competed with the Confucian School and was one of the two most prominent schools of thought.

Farmers were not considered respectable in the past, but in Duncan's eyes, they were part of the productive forces.

With workers and peasants in hand, I have the world at my command.

Duncan has already subdued the Farmer's School of thought, and now he only needs to subdue the Mohist School of thought, which represents the Workers. It would be a waste to leave their knowledge in the martial arts world; they should have come out and done something practical long ago. Workers are a powerful tool for the country, and no matter what we do in the future, we will need their help.

Lu Xiu expressed doubt about Yun Zhike's words. Throughout history, there have been dynasties that invited the Mohist school to emerge, but in the end, after they pacified the world, they still "dismissed the hundred schools of thought and exclusively honored Confucianism."

Because Confucianism is the most suitable school of thought for ruling the people.

But Duncan doesn't need that. Since he chose to withdraw from the world, he doesn't need the Confucian way of thinking. He can tolerate an era where a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend.

Is this person truly capable of conquering the world?

Lu Xiu's expression was slightly suspicious. He couldn't figure out the depth of Duncan's cultivation, but the Mo Sect's lineage had gone astray over the past few hundred years, and had already infiltrated the six branches of the Demonic Sect, acting as it pleased. He was clearly unwilling to give a direct answer.

The person who came was too strong; if he were weaker, he would have politely declined on the spot.

Duncan seemed to have guessed what they were thinking.

"It seems that the Mohist tradition has indeed died out."

He turned around and sighed softly, "The rest of these people call themselves disciples of the Mo Sect, but they are nothing more than empty shells."

The core of the Mohist tradition is its philosophy, not its tools, its ingenious skills, or its martial arts. Without the great love and concern for all people, it would no longer be considered part of the Mohist tradition.

Duncan left without hesitation, and Shanmu and others followed closely behind.

Leaving now?

Duncan and his group came with great force, and Lucius and the others thought they were going to have a big battle, but they left so decisively, which made him hesitate for a moment.

"Honored guest, please wait a moment."

Lu Xiu said, "This matter is of great importance, and it is difficult for this old man to give an answer."

"Perhaps we should be allowed to consider this?"

The most important thing now is to find out the strength of this Ming King. If what he said is true, and the lineages of medicine, agriculture, and novels have all emerged, then the disciples of the Mohist school will most likely follow suit.

The Mo Sect's knowledge is not limited to their lineage; they are merely skilled in mechanical arts.

The artificer's lineage also includes a talent for creating mechanical puppets.

Upon hearing this, Duncan stopped and nodded happily, saying, "Okay."

"Here comes the sword."

After speaking, he raised his palm, and the sharp sword in Huo Cha Nu's hand was directly absorbed into his palm. Under the stimulation of his true essence, the fierce energy transformed into a three-foot-long sword beam. Duncan gently swung the sword, and the invisible sword energy pierced through the air. On one side of the valley wall, a terrifying sword mark a foot deep immediately appeared.

Such powerful sword energy!
Enter the Taoist realm.

This is no longer martial arts; only legendary sword immortals could casually cleave a three-meter-deep sword mark on a mountain wall.

Duncan swung his sword and infused it with a wisp of his divine sense, leaving four characters on the wall.

— Universal love and non-aggression.

Naruhi and his group stared at the marks carved into the mountainside with sword energy, stunned and speechless for a long time.

This is both a warning and a demonstration of strength.

If they really make a move, none of the people in this valley will survive; Duncan is fully capable of killing them all.

Looking at it this way, his attitude when he came was already quite polite.

"The King of Light did indeed show mercy that day."

The kind mother trembled as she watched, thinking back to the day Duncan fought against many masters of the Ming Cult alone. Today, it seemed that he had gone too far in holding back.

Receive!
Duncan used his true energy to control the sword, and the longsword flew directly into the Fire Maiden's scabbard as if it were flying through the air.

He is currently stuck at the threshold of the Dao Realm, and it is difficult to grasp his exact strength. If he were to truly sever his three corpses, he would probably skip the later realms and become a god in this world.

Duncan gave Lucius a deep look, then turned and disappeared out of the valley.

Only after he left did the burly man beside him whisper, "Master, this person's cultivation is so high that it is rare in the world. He may really have the ability to pacify the world."

Lu Xiu stared blankly for a long time before answering a completely different question: "They also forgot to mention one of the Hundred Schools of Thought."

Seeing the puzzled looks on his disciples' faces, he explained, "That Ming King is highly skilled and has learned a wide range of things, but judging from the murderous aura around him, it seems that he has received the true teachings of military strategists."

"The martial arts he displayed were probably not what he had learned in his original form."

The Great Ming Venerable Sect's "The Complete Wisdom Scripture of the Roots of All Laws" is a form of dual cultivation, and the technique of controlling swords with true qi is a secret method of the Taoist sect, which is also a form of dual cultivation.

Even the magical abilities Duncan possesses are not considered part of his fundamental training.

His true martial arts skills are without any moves or styles; they are simply the most basic military skills. However, he hasn't unleashed his military killing intent for a long time.

military commander?

Upon hearing Lu Xiu's words, the disciple beside him hesitated and asked, "Li Cunxiao?"

Lu Xiu slowly shook his head and said, "Even if Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Western Chu, were alive, he might not have his cultivation level."

At this moment, he raised his head and looked at the inscription left by Duncan on the mountain wall. The sharp killing intent in it was chilling and made people feel like they had thorns in their backs. The higher one's cultivation level, the more shocked one would feel. After looking at it for a while, Lu Xiu was covered in cold sweat.

Outside Jing Mountain.

Duncan stopped and looked at the group of people beside him, saying calmly, "Let's prepare to start the uprising."

"Yun Zhike".

Yun Zhike, who was standing to the side, bowed respectfully and said, "Your subordinate is here."

Duncan pondered for a moment and said, "In the southern border regions, there is a former dynasty army that has transformed into a martial arts sect. Go and investigate."

"Find a way to subdue them."

After saying that, Duncan's figure soared into the air, as if flying through the sky, and disappeared hundreds of feet away in the blink of an eye.

This astonishing agility was something that Shanmu and the others had never seen before. That night, she thought she could escape using her agility, but now it seemed that was just wishful thinking.

Duncan had already flown through the air as if riding on air, soaring three thousand meters before slowly landing.

"It can fly."

"But it can't fly very far, at most a hundred kilometers, before its true essence is exhausted."

Because of the restrictions of the laws of this world, flying is not so easy. Duncan looked up at the sky. When he was using his full cultivation power, he had a slight illusion that he was about to take off and ascend, as if gravity was also distorted by his cultivation power.

If he doesn't force himself to stay in the mortal realm, he will be able to break through the void and depart in at most a few years.

"Is this your scheme?"

"If I can't suppress my cultivation level, I'll be forced to ascend soon?"

Duncan's lips curled into a mocking smile: "But you probably don't know that I have the ability to raise the power ceiling of the entire world."

Once the ceiling is raised, the upper limit of what this space can contain will increase.

Under normal circumstances, a Seven-Star level cultivator, which is equivalent to the cultivation level of a Corpse Immortal, would be forced to undergo a minor ascension and could only retreat into a blessed land. True ascension would likely involve breaking through to the Eight-Star level, which is the limit of martial arts in this world and the threshold for ascending to immortality.

Duncan's current strength is roughly at the six-star gold level, equivalent to the mid-to-late stage of the Dao Realm. If he takes another step forward, he will reach the realm of a terrestrial immortal.

The more experts there are, the faster his strength will improve.

Once the uprising truly begins, Duncan's concern will not be that his cultivation level is not high enough, but rather that if his cultivation level is too high, he will not be able to control it. He might kill too many people, and before he can deal with everything, he will be directly rejected by the laws and passively shatter the void and leave.

Even if a martial arts master seizes a year's worth of true qi cultivation, he can easily gain hundreds of years' worth of cultivation by killing his way out.

"In this light, the appearance of the Three Corpses has actually helped me."

If the Three Corpses hadn't appeared, Duncan might have already had a chance to attain enlightenment. Perhaps by slaying some more ghosts and gods and condensing a wisp of divinity, he could have directly broken through the threshold of the Seven Stars.

Prove the truth through force.

I wonder what kind of scene will appear after he breaks the space of this world.

A celestial demon from beyond the realm has descended upon the world?

If that's the case, then he can really enjoy his meal to his heart's content.

Extraterrestrial demons, chicken flavor, crunchy and delicious in every bite.

If he were to kill a group of extraterrestrial demons, it would be a great source of nourishment.

This human form is estimated to be stronger than that incarnation of the God of War.

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(End of this chapter)