When Fang Henshui said something proud, a hint of beast-like ferocity flashed in his eyes. He slowly lowered his head and looked at Mo Wanwu, and asked seriously: "It turns out that I am not stupid at all. I actually discovered the purpose of wisdom at the end."
Mo Wanwan naturally would not answer, because he was actually dead long ago. Fang Henshui might know, or maybe he didn't pay attention. All he needs is someone who can speak, someone who can speak without restraint. Of course, it would be better for such an object to be a dead person. When he saw that Mo Wanwan was no longer alive, he stood up, looked at his tattered clothes and frowned slightly.
Then he stepped down a little and his figure disappeared in an instant.
This is Banyue Mountain, dozens of miles away from Chang'an City. The mountains here are high and the forests are dense, so no one will come at all. If Fang Henshui hadn't followed Mo Wanshui to Banyue Mountain, he wouldn't have decided to take action. The strength Qin Liuqi showed that day made Fang Henshui understand that his cultivation level was still far, far away from having no scruples. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the city of Chang'an, so try to be more cautious.
Even the most powerful practitioners in this world will not feel the struggle seventy or eighty miles away. Although great practitioners are extremely sensitive to changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, if they reach the level of being able to sense such a long distance, they may no longer be considered a person.
So, Mo Wanwu died on Banyue Mountain. None of the many great practitioners in Chang'an City noticed it.
The Yanwu Academy is located in the south of the East City, fifty or sixty miles away from the North City. The distance from the Yanwu Academy to Banyueshan Mountain is at least eighty miles. From such a long distance, even Dean Zhou couldn't feel anything.
When people learned about the death of Mo Wanshui, it was the day after Fang Henshui killed him. When the woodcutter went up the mountain to chop wood together, they found the half-remaining body and the two legs about six or seven meters away. The body was transported back to Chang'an Mansion. The experienced officials of Chang'an Mansion deduced the identity of the deceased based on the broken hospital uniform on Mo Wanwan's body.
It was the two professors Qiu Yu and Yan Qing who took Mo Wanwan back to the Yanwu Academy.
Fang Jie comes together.
It¡¯s not just Fang Jie, all the students in their class are here. Nearly thirty students from the Yanwu Academy walked into Chang'an Mansion under the leadership of two professors, attracting the attention of the passing people. When Fang Jie learned the news that Mo Wanwu had been killed, he was discussing how to practice with Qiu Yu in the back hill of the Yanwu Academy. He told Qiu Yu his thoughts. Even Qiu Yu was not sure whether this method would work.
Practitioners borrow the vitality of heaven and earth and use breathing to transform the vitality into external and internal energy and store it in the sea of ??qi. When fighting, internal energy is injected into each air point through the air channels. According to the different cultivation methods of each person's constitution, the transformed internal energy forms are also different. For example, Xie Fuyao's inner strength is more suitable for practicing swordsmanship. Even when he was using his Four Elephant Fingers, his fingers were filled with sword intent. For example, Mo Xidao, the reason why his sword energy is so awe-inspiring is because he turns his inner strength into a sword.
"The method that Fang Jie came up with was to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth outside the body.
To explain it simply, the normal way of practice is to temper the energy of heaven and earth in the body and then use it for one's own use. After the transformation of Qi Hai, it becomes a power of cultivation suitable for oneself. Even though the actual combat results are ever-changing, these are the internal energy stored in the practitioner's Qi sea. Once they are consumed too much, they must be restored through the practice of breathing and breathing. Fang Jie's idea is simply to use remote control to turn the vitality into internal energy without tempering, and directly use the vitality to fight.
This idea is simply fantastic.
But Qiu Yu did not deny his idea. How could the ways of cultivation be the same in the entire world? Especially Fang Jie, this young man has created too many miracles. At the beginning, even Dean Zhou concluded that he could not sense the vitality of heaven and earth, but now he can sense it. Since it can be perceived, who dares to say that it cannot be invoked?
While the two were discussing, Yan Qing came over in a hurry.
Although Mo Wanwan is not very respected by the students in his class, after all, the incident on Banyue Mountain caused the students to be alienated from him. But when they learned that the professor might die, the students all followed him. Dean Zhou didn't stop it, and neither did Qiu Yu and Yan Qing.
In the morgue of Chang'an Mansion Yamen, Fang Jie and the others saw Mo Wanwan's body.
At that moment, no one could control their emotions. The only female student, Ma Lilian, screamed in surprise and then collapsed, followed by tears. Some people began to vomit, but no one felt that this was disrespectful to the deceased. Such tragic corpses are rare even on the battlefield.
How can I still be alone?
"Sir, please go home."
Fang Jie whispered, then took off his cloak and walked over to wrap the body.Live. He hugged the broken body and slowly turned around and walked towards the door.
When he reached the door, he stopped and stood on the side of the official: "Excuse me, where was your body found?"
After receiving the official's answer, Fang Jie nodded and said thank you with a calm expression.
After leaving the Chang'an Mansion Yamen, someone ran to hire a carriage. Fang Jie picked up Mo Wan Wan's body and suddenly noticed that one of Mo Wan Wan's hands seemed strange. He lowered his head and looked carefully, and then his heart moved.
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The red horse, which had not run happily for a long time, neighed excitedly, and wheezed white air from its nose. Fang Jie rode a red horse galloping all the way north, and the sound of the horse's four hooves was full of rhythm. Behind him, two professors, Qiu Yu and Yan Qing, followed on horseback. If Fang Jie hadn't deliberately controlled the speed of the red horse, Qiu Yu and Yan Qing's horses would have been far behind even though they were good.
The Hanqi of Northern Liao are even more outstanding than the war horses of Meng Yuan. And Fang Jie's red horse is the best among Hanqi. It's just that the Sui people didn't know much about the Northern Liao people, and even knew nothing about some places at all. Because the Beiliao people live in the Shiwan Mountains, where the environment is the harshest, few people go there to explore the lives of the Beiliao people. Because of this, His Majesty the Emperor has been hesitant on whether to accept the Northern Liao people.
Receiving the Northern Liao people may bring a very powerful cavalry. But there is no doubt that the Northern Liao people will definitely move into the Sui Dynasty as a whole. After one generation or two, they will completely become Sui people. Without Hanqi, how much significance would the Northern Liao people have to the Sui Dynasty?
The condition for the Northern Liao people to surrender was to leave Shiwandashan, but what the emperor needed was for them to stay there.
The three of them rode all the way north, and it was almost noon when they left the North City Gate. The woodcutter who discovered Mo Wanwu's body was notified by the official of Chang'an Prefecture, asking him to wait at the city gate. After Fang Jie found out who it was, he picked up the man and put him behind him. The red horse carrying the two people didn't feel any difficulty at all.
With the woodcutter¡¯s guidance, Fang Jie and the others successfully found the place where Mo Wanwan¡¯s body was found.
Fang Jie asked the woodcutter to guard the war horse not far away, while he and Qiu Yuyanqing went to check. There is no doubt that this is a very fierce fight. The traces are still very clear, including broken trees, pits on the ground, and dead grass that looked like it had been plowed over by iron plows within a dozen meters.
Fang Jiezi searched carefully and finally determined the location where Mo Wanwu last stayed.
Blood stains that have turned into gray-black can still be seen on the withered grass, and some pieces of meat and clothes that are not buried in the dust can also be found. Fang Jie knelt down beside a piece of withered grass that was dyed gray-black and observed carefully. This is where Mo Wanwan finally lay. The blood stains on the ground are from the wounds on his back.
Fang Jie fantasized about Mo Wanwan's lying posture at that time, and then looked to the side of the blood stain. When Fang Jie inspected Mo Wanwan's body, he saw something strange about his wasted arm. The hand was covered in blood, but there was no blood on the pad of the index finger. It had obviously been rubbed off, and there was some powder between the fingers.
So, Fang Jie and Qiu Yu set off immediately.
"it's here"
Fang Jie waved, and Qiu Yu, Yan Qing and others immediately rushed over.
Fang Jie pointed to the big tree next to him: "The murderer must have stayed under the tree here for a long time and was sitting. Mr. Mo is here, lying down with his face facing up The air pocket in his left arm exploded. He even lost his strength, but at the last moment, Mr. Mo, who was probably on the verge of death, waved his movable arm to cover up the tiny movements of his other hand.
"How can you be so sure?"
Yan Qing asked subconsciously.
Fang Jie glanced at him and replied calmly: "Sir, you forgot that I am a scout. Especially the scouts of the border army are better at tracking down details than the experienced agents of the government."
Fang Jie pulled aside the dead grass and revealed a stone. The stone was originally buried deep in the ground, with only a piece the size of a plate exposed.
It¡¯s just such a small area with the four words Qian Qian.
That was carved by Mo Wanwan with his last bit of strength before he died. It was very shallow but very clear. It is hard to imagine what kind of perseverance he used to insist on writing these four words before he died, and he hid it from the eyes of the murderer.
Fang, wise death, mouth
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"What do these four words mean?"
In Dong Ersantiao¡¯s shop, Shen Qingshan frowned slightly and asked for an explanation.
Fang Jie said softly: "Fang, of course I'm not talking about Fang Jie's method, but Fang Henshui's method. That guy finally couldn't hold it anymore and started toHe was a man, and he even dared to attack the professor of the Martial Arts Academy. From the traces at the scene, it seems that Mr. Mo did not hurt Fang Henshui. How could this man become so powerful? "
"Wisdom is dead Mr. Mo must have written these two words to tell us that Fang Henshui's cultivation is related to wisdom and that wisdom is dead. We have been thinking about this last word for a long time but we still haven't come up with the answer."
Shen Qingshan thought for a while but didn't think of anything. He hesitated for a while and asked: "If something like this happens, will you still do what you planned before?"
"Do!"
Fang Jie nodded: "I finally got Zhuang Die to take my things out. I guess those people are starting to get restless. The Ouchi Guards Department and the Love Office are responsible for arresting Fang Henshui. I can't help now." What's the matter? And no one has seen him. It will be difficult to catch him before the people who go to Jiangnan come back. But I can help with Wu Daodao's case. "
He paused for a moment: "Those people will definitely make moves tomorrow. Then you and I plus the three of them, Black Boy, and the big unicorn dog will covertly support us. There should be no problem."
"It's too risky."
Shen Qingshan shook his head.
¡°It often seems dangerous, and methods that people think are impossible to succeed may be more likely to succeed. Because people don¡¯t even think about it, the initiative is on my side.¡±
Fang Jie smiled: "It's just the news that I got through this method. I'm afraid the emperor will be stunned if he finds out."
Shen Qing gave a slap and said in a very light tone: "Tomorrow is February 11th, and the day after tomorrow the army will go into battle."