Chapter 32 The Man in Black Robe and the Old Beggar

The six-fingered black knight, the leader of the Mohist school, is here!

Pang Nuan and Lian Po knew that this guy never showed up easily.

But now he showed up.

Could it be that they were helpers invited by Huizi’s descendants?

"I don't want to get involved in this matter. Do you want to leave with me?"

Pang Nuan didn't want to watch the fun anymore. What he had to plan in his mind forced him to be careful at every step. If he was targeted by someone, he would face too much resistance.

Lian Po shook his head, signaling Pang Nuan to do as he pleased. Pang Nuan stood up, bowed slightly, and left quietly.

Looking at his back, Lian Po looked melancholy, and then he drank by himself, not thinking about those annoying things.

……

Pang Nuan left quietly. Ying Zifei, who was watching the fun, saw the Mohist leader Six-Fingered Black Knight coming and also left quietly.

The debate on Taoism at the Talent Recruitment Hall was becoming more and more intense. The appearance of the great figure of Mohism represented something unusual.

After returning to the inn, Ying Zifei and Ah Fu paid the bill and immediately changed their accommodation.

The six-fingered Black Knight, the leader of the Mohist school, showed up, and the famous Gongsun Long also showed up. When the sun was setting, Wei Wuji, the Lord of Xinling, also arrived in Daliang City.

"Sir, there are also people from other schools hiding in Daliang City. Huizi's descendants have come forward to personally testify that the great sage Zhuangzi did leave something for Huizi's descendants."

"It is indeed the scroll mentioned in the rumor, but it was when the great sage Zhuangzi and Huizi were arguing about the Dao that the Dao rhythm was born. The two of them used the Dao rhythm to turn words into words and used their minds as carving knives to carve a scroll of scrolls."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zifei immediately understood why these people wanted to come to Daliang City.

With such a scroll of letters, one can travel through the debates between Zhuangzi and Huizi on Taoism in his mind. It is truly a special and magical thing for attaining enlightenment.

"This is no longer a dispute over orthodoxy, but a fight over this scroll."

After understanding this, Ying Zifei only found it interesting. Although he didn't know the purpose of the famous master Gongsun Long, he knew that this time, the famous master was going to make some noise.

As night fell, in a courtyard in Daliang City, people from a famous family temporarily stayed here.

"Teacher, I'm afraid other schools will compete with us."

Gongsun Linglong, who has a unique appearance and temperament, showed worry in her eyes. She looked at her teacher's white hair and sighed in her heart.

For the sake of becoming a famous master, Teacher Gongsun Long has put in a lot of effort, but this time, he might have miscalculated.

Gongsun Long saw his disciple's worried look, but he smiled and said, "Xiao Linglong, although the descendants of Huizi and us have the intention to compete for orthodoxy, they also think about the famous families in every way."

"This sudden debate on the Dao is actually because someone has set their sights on this scroll. Huizi's descendants knew that they could not protect it, so they pushed for this debate on the Dao."

Hearing this, Gongsun Linglong was stunned, and then asked in confusion: "Teacher, if that's the case, just tell us."

"Could it be that I, a member of a famous family, cannot protect this thing?"

Gongsun Long smiled bitterly and nodded, saying sadly: "We, the famous family, really can't keep this thing."

"The person who targeted it used very cunning means. If you are not careful, you will surely die."

Gongsun Linglong was shocked and was about to ask, but Gongsun Long waved his hand and said, "It is not the time for you to know these things now."

"Don't investigate on your own. There are some things that you can't get involved in right now."

The solemn words of warning made the intelligent Gongsun Linglong realize the seriousness of the matter, and she nodded to show that she understood.

"Teacher, this debate on the Dao is a game. It is to use the power of the various schools of thought to suppress those who want to seek this thing, right?"

"Yes!" Gongsun Long nodded and sighed: "Discuss the Dao and select outstanding young people from each family to understand the Daoyun book left by the sages together."

"Although I had to do this, it can still help other schools learn about the teachings of the ancient sage Huizi, and it can also be considered as a way of making my school famous."

He turned his gaze to his disciple Gongsun Linglong and said seriously: "Little Linglong, this is your chance. The Taoists have already stated that they will not get involved in this matter. So among the younger generation, you have the best chance to gain enlightenment."

"If you can take the Dao rhyme of Zhuangzi and Huizi in the scrolls as the dragon of time, ride the dragon up, and enter the long river of time where the two sages discussed the Dao, it will surely give you great enlightenment."

Gongsun Linglong was shocked when she heard this, and then she bowed respectfully to her teacher. "Teacher, I will do my best."

……

"What a descendant of Huizi, what a famous scholar Gongsun Long is."

In another small courtyard in Daliang City, a man was talking with gritted teeth, quite angry.

"Haha, it seems your plan has failed."

The man standing in the corner, leaning against the wall, spoke in a frivolous, mocking tone.

"Humph, if you couldn't figure out the maze where the things were placed, how could people have discovered our purpose?"

The man's words of blaming others made the man by the wall look dark, and he snorted coldly, "That was the work of Huizi, and there are Taoist formations mixed in it. Do you think it's that easy?"

Neither of them wanted to take responsibility. After all, they both knew how dire the consequences would be if they couldn't get that thing.

While they were fighting, a man covered in a black robe appeared in the yard. When the two men saw this man, they hurriedly bowed respectfully, and their trembling bodies showed their fear.

"Do you know how you were discovered?"

The black-robed man's voice was calm yet full of majesty. The two men half-knelt down without arguing.

"Two idiots!"

"He fell under the Yin-Yang School's spell of bewitching without knowing it."

The two were stunned when they heard this and looked at each other. Were they tricked?
"Master Protector, we didn't meet anyone from the Yin-Yang family."

One person shouted in fear, and the man in black robe snorted coldly. Are these two idiots doubting his judgment?

With his hands forming seals, his inner strength surged out, and the entire courtyard seemed to be cut into an independent space.

"Ah..."

Screams were heard, and when the courtyard returned to normal, the two men fell to the ground, sweating profusely, their faces turning pale.

The pain in their souls made the two of them feel completely exhausted.

At this moment, the two of them thought of something, and soon, they both understood that not only had they been tricked, but their memories had also been messed up.

What a master of Yin-Yang School! Who made the move?
As if sensing what the two were thinking, the black-robed man snorted coldly and said, "The one who attacked you was an old immortal who lost the battle with Donghuang Taiyi of the Yin-Yang family."

"I actually wanted to get this thing and enter the long river of time to repair the Dao scar, but I didn't know that Donghuang Taiyi had tricked me into it."

At this moment, the two finally remembered something unusual.

"That old beggar!"

The two people who spoke in unison felt as if they had walked through hell and shuddered subconsciously.

"Haha, you two young friends finally didn't forget me. I have to thank you for your kindness in this year."

A voice was heard, and then an old man with a beggar's makeup fell into the yard. Under the flickering light of the candle, he looked as if he was about to devour something with a smile on his face.

The two of them shuddered subconsciously, and immediately became alert, looking at the man in black robe.

"If you lose a fight, you should be buried in the dust. How dare you dream of changing your fate?"

The black-robed man said, his tone turned cold: "You want to change your fate, but you want to use us."

"Old man, you are just a pawn set up by the current Yin Yang Sect leader Donghuang Taiyi to test us. Can you turn the tables?"

The old beggar was still smiling, and he said slowly, "Are you so confident?"

"In your eyes, I am just a chess piece in the game."

"But in my opinion, it is best to watch the game from behind."

(End of this chapter)