Chapter 45: Tang Poetry Swordsmanship

Chapter 45: Tang Poetry Swordsmanship

Chapter 45: Tang Poetry Swordsmanship
Yan Daping straightened his face and said seriously: "You said that people should not judge others by themselves, aren't you the same now?"

Feng Yi's face darkened, and he said slowly: "Rather than saying that I judge others by my own standards, you should say that I, Feng Yi, left the Longsha Gang, just like you, so I can't convince others!"

This was the reason why Yan Daping was dissatisfied with Feng Yi, and he immediately raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't it?"

Feng Yi's eyes were sharp and he said coldly: "The relationship between me and Ling Tui Si is only because my father died in the fight between the Longsha Gang and the Dongting Gang. He just wanted to appease people and gave me money for the compensation so that I could grow up.

But people like me are not the only ones in the Longsha Gang.

When you grow up you will still have to work hard for him.

In order to achieve his goal, Ling Tui Si sent more than just me as an undercover agent to be with Hero Ding.

The only difference is that those people were discovered and killed, but I survived the hands of Hero Ding.

Even so, I have to prevent the secret that Hero Ding was imprisoned by Ling Tui Si from leaking out, and keep a sword on his neck at all times.

I was lucky to be able to escape, so of course I have to part ways with him!

However, although you guys didn't receive the true teachings of Mr. Mei, you have learned enough skills to make a living, and each of you has a great reputation in the world.

It is you who are particularly inadequate, in order to acquire peerless martial arts and look down upon the world.

He thus cruelly killed his mentor. Such a beastly act is outrageous to both gods and men and cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth!

Throughout the ages, whether in the government or in the underworld, people like you deserve to be cut into pieces and your bones ground into ashes!
I, Feng Yi, only wanted to survive and leave the Longsha Gang. How can I be compared with you guys who, for your own selfish desires, colluded with each other, disregarded human ethics, and killed your mentor?"

Yan Daping's eyes widened. He just thought that Feng Yi forced him to go to the Wan family's birthday party to expose the three of them for killing their master because he was afraid that others would use this to attack him, and he would not be able to justify himself and would be put in an embarrassing situation.

Unexpectedly, he understood everything, and his face turned blue and red for a moment.

Feng Yi continued, "Ordinary things may be viewed differently by different people.

But if the most basic ethical principles can be thrown aside for the sake of interests and benefits, then are they still human beings?
As the saying goes, "Once a teacher, always a father."

Especially those of us in the martial arts world, we value respecting teachers and honoring elders the most. Even those in the underworld have to follow the principle that "there are code of conduct for thieves."

This is because when a master teaches his apprentice how to make a living, it is equivalent to giving him an extra life, just like his biological parents gave him life.

A disciple should treat his master as he would his parents!
But what about you?

But because he did not teach you his most precious things, you think that he is not good enough to you and does not treat you as his sons.

If that were true, when Mr. Mei discovered that you had evil intentions, it would not be difficult for him to expel you from the sect or to secretly kill the three of you.

Even on the night you attacked him, with Qi Changfa's ability, he could have stabbed the sword into his back?"

These words were so powerful and profound that Yan Daping's expression changed drastically. His mind was filled with thoughts. He recalled the scenes with his master, and then thought of the scene in which the three of them killed the master. His expression gradually turned sad.

He understood that all those who were ambushed in this world were always at the hands of the people they trusted the most, especially martial arts masters.

Feng Yi saw Yan Daping's expression change drastically, and then continued: "Just now, the Snow Mountain Sect also attacked from behind, why didn't it succeed? You and I are enemies, why dare you live together? It's not that I, Feng Yi, am better than Mr. Mei, but I am always tense and guarding against you, but he is not!

Because you are his only relatives!
Who would guard against their own relatives? "

Yan Daping was stunned for a long while, then he sat down dejectedly and sighed, "Yes, if my master really treated us the same way we treat him, and was always on guard, Qi Lao San's sword would not have been able to pierce him."

Feng Yi's expression eased slightly, and he said, "Everyone in this world is greedy, but they should not abandon their basic conscience and morality because of greed. This is the difference between humans and animals.

If everyone were like you, what would the world be like if it were filled with jackals and wolves?

Is there still life for ordinary people?

If a family gives birth to a beautiful daughter, does it mean that they have to strangle her to death to avoid bringing trouble upon themselves?
And this is the main reason why your master did not pass on his magical skills to you, because he is afraid that you will use your skills to harm the world and no one will be able to stop you!
After all, how many people in the world can do what you just did, using a sword to stick to a sword?"

After listening to Ding Dian's detailed account that day, Feng Yi understood that in Mei Niansheng's final moments, all he had was heartache and helplessness.

Obviously, Mei Niansheng was not just a coincidence of names. He secretly hoped that these disciples could turn back from their mistakes, so he never expected that they would encounter fatal disasters.

If he had evil intentions like Di Yun and wanted to lead his disciples astray, Mei Niansheng could not only not teach these people martial arts, but the most important thing was that he would be on guard against his disciples!

Because if I harm others, how can I not be on guard against others harming me?
This is the most basic human nature!
The reason why Di Yun thought so badly of Mei Niansheng was that he subconsciously wanted to excuse his master Qi Changfa.

Just like when Ding Dian described the process of Mei Niansheng's murder and the meaning of Qi Changfa's "Iron Lock Across the River", he was half-believing and half-doubting.

Yan Daping raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and after a long silence, he nodded and said, "Yes, my master gave us a collection of Tang poetry, and we three lost it.

I have been observing the movements of Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa over the years, and it's the same with them, no one is trying to stir up trouble.

"Alas, if we really had the Divine Light, haha, we wouldn't be able to sit still, and neither would the martial arts world!"

Feng Yi's eyes moved across Yan Daping's face, and he said coldly: "You have never really understood your master. The sword technique he taught you is called 'Tang Poetry Sword Technique'. Why?

He saw that you all had evil intentions, and hoped that you could use poetry to cultivate your mind while learning sword skills. But who among you understood his painstaking efforts?
You just think that he gave you the ability to make a living, and if he doesn't pass on your unique skills to dominate the martial arts world, then you are not being good enough to yourselves!
But I never thought that Mr. Mei was a great hero respected by everyone in the two lakes and also a master!

The hero's duty is to prevent him from personally teaching a few demons that no one can control. This is his responsibility to the martial arts world and to the world!
The master also told him that he could not personally cut off the paths of several disciples, so he could only teach them with reservations. This is what the master said to you.

If you follow the right path and rely on the protection of your master, these martial arts are enough to protect yourself. But if you bring disaster to the world, righteous people will come out to kill you!
And this is also his explanation to you and to the people of the world!

Think about it, if I were to become a flower thief now, who in the world could stop me?"

Yan Daping looked at him with a strange expression, and suddenly pointed his finger at the tip of Feng Yi's nose, laughing: "If you really do this, my master will be so angry that he will crawl out of his coffin!"

As he spoke, he slowly lowered his head and sighed, "In fact, my original intention was to force Master into a desperate situation and make him hand over the Liancheng Sword Manual, but I didn't expect that Qi Lao San would be a direct killer.

Alas, we were master and disciple after all, and I felt sad after his death. Whenever I think of it, I feel regretful and at peace. "When he said this, two tears oozed out of the corners of his eyes.

Feng Yi stopped him and said, “Forget it, whether these tears are from the eyes of a crocodile or tears of regret, I don’t want to delve into it.

I just want to tell you that most people in the world are greedy by nature, but there can still be a bright and peaceful world and justice will never die.

It is because not everyone will destroy the greater good and human ethics for a little bit of resentment!
Just think about it, everyone in this world likes beautiful women, this is lustful.

Some people won’t be interested in their own daughter because she is beautiful, but some people will say that the cabbage they grow is delicious!

This is the difference between humans and animals, and it is also the essence of human ethics!"

When Yan Daping heard this, he shouted, "I am a human, not an animal!"

Feng Yi sneered, "That beast let his lust overwhelm the moral principles. How is this different from you murdering your master for your own ambitions?

So since you killed your master, this is a great evil!

You have to admit it!
Don't say anything shamelessly in front of me, have a clear conscience!

They would all feel ashamed if these four words were used to describe you!"

Feng Yi said all this simply because he hoped Yan Daping would wake up and go to the Wan Zhenshan banquet and do what he had planned.

Yan Daping was also very upset, his face flushed, and he suddenly said: "You are right, we are indeed worse than beasts for murdering our master! This time when I go to the Wan family's birthday banquet, I will expose this matter and let you go easy!"

Feng Yi laughed loudly, shaking the roof tiles, and said, "Do you think I asked you to reveal this fact in person just to make yourself feel better?"

Yan Daping pulled his beard in panic and said dejectedly, "Then what are you doing for?"

Feng Yi's eyes sparkled as he said, "You will never understand what a human being is, what it means for a real man to do what he should and should not do, and what it means to 'remember the kindness of others for thousands of years'.

I deeply feel that Mr. Mei’s death was unjust and outrageous, and since I, Feng Yi, have inherited the “Shen Zhao Gong”, I should do something for him!
If you come forward to testify, it will not only give your master an explanation, so that the old man's wry smile and tears before his death will not become a joke, but it will also give you a chance to be a human being!

At the very least, it gives people the feeling that one of his three traitors finally came to his senses after his death.

This is also the last dignity given to him.

Don't let people laugh at you. A dignified 'hero of the two lakes' accepted three traitors in his life. He is really blind and heartless!

do you understand? "

When Yan Daping heard this, his heart started beating wildly. He suddenly knelt down on his knees and shouted, "Master Feng, stop talking! Stop talking!"

In an instant, tears streamed down his face, he hit his head with both fists, and cried so sadly.

Feng Yi looked at Yan Daping crying loudly and didn't want to care whether he had really come to his senses or was just pretending.

Because if he really wakes up, he can die without pain, but if I let my efforts of this day go to waste, then Yan Daping will experience what real pain is.

Yan Daping was crying here. Feng Yi thought that this man still had some humanity at first, but after listening to him for a long time, he became anxious and cursed: "Can you cry your master back to life?
If you are really a human being, you should be at Wan Zhenshan’s birthday banquet, and don’t think of any other conspiracies or tricks! "

After hearing this, Yan Daping blushed, stopped crying, stood up, and said with a sob: "I won't, you are indeed worthy of Master's true teachings.

At this point, if I were to come up with some conspiracy to make Master a laughing stock, I would be worse than an animal."

Feng Yi nodded slightly and said: "Since I am the descendant of Master Mei, I should use his martial arts to clean up the sect!"

Yan Daping nodded and said, "You are right!
We have been thinking about Master's magical sword skills for half our lives. It is our good fortune that we died under the divine sword skills!"

Feng Yi looked at him and couldn't help wondering: "Has this person really come to his senses, or is he just pretending?
Alas, what does it matter if it is true or false?

I can't let him go just because he repents, right?"

He immediately said: "The Liancheng sword technique has been lost, and Master Ding doesn't know it either. You should use the Tangshi sword technique and let me see it. If you can restore the Liancheng sword technique, then there will be one less unique skill in the world.

Even if I can't restore it, using this sword technique to kill you will be more legitimate!"

Yan Daping was a smart man, and when he heard this, he felt that it made a lot of sense.

Feng Yi has the Shenzhaojing, and with the help of Tang Shi's swordsmanship, he may be able to restore Liancheng's swordsmanship.

I have been thinking about learning the Liancheng sword technique for half my life, but I have never been able to do so. It would be worth it if I could see it from Feng Yi.

He immediately took the sword, recited the sword techniques, which were verses of Tang poetry, and demonstrated sword moves with his hands.

(End of this chapter)