After Dongfang Sheng had recovered from his shoulder injury in the Crouching Bull Sect, he bade farewell to everyone. He remembered that Master Xuan Bei was killed by Jiu Mozhi in the Shenjie Temple of Liangzhou, Dali. His kung fu was from Shaolin Temple, and he had to remember the source of the water. Xuan Bei had to save him, so he didn't dare to delay. Dongfang Sheng had long taken off his Shaolin disciple attire. He was wearing a white Confucian robe on the inside and a white robe on the outside. His white clothes were whiter than snow. His shoulder-length hair was casually combed and let down. He held a folding fan embroidered with ink and Su embroidery in his hand. He didn't look like a martial artist, but more like a young master from an aristocratic family who was out sightseeing.
Luoyang and Dali were thousands of miles apart. However, Dongfang Sheng was rich now. He did not even need to bring a bag. He only carried a hundred golden leaves in his arms and set off. He changed horses every day and arrived at the Shenjie Temple in the evening more than ten days later.
Before entering the temple, Dongfang Sheng heard the faint sounds of fighting by the woods. He hurried into the woods to check. A yellow-robed old monk was fighting with a gray man. The monk in yellow was no match for him. He was struggling to hold on. There was blood at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered deep internal injuries. It was Shaolin's Xuan Bei. Dongfang Sheng shouted and flew forward. He flicked his finger and was shocked. Because he recognized that this grey-robed old man was none other than Murong Bo, the one they had fought previously.
Murong Bo had long noticed that someone was rushing over to help and was already on guard. However, when he saw his opponent's move, he was shocked."This kid again?" He didn't dare to be negligent. He immediately gave up on attacking Xuan Bei and dodged.
Xuan Bei couldn't take it anymore. Once the pressure was gone, he spat out another mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Murong Bo knew that his martial arts was still better than his opponent's, but he did not want to risk being seriously injured. And this time, this person had interfered in the operation. He was furious and couldn't help but have the intention to kill.
Dongfang Sheng also felt bitter. He remembered that it was Jiu Mozhi who killed Xuan Bei, but he didn't know that it was Murong Bo. Actually, Dongfang Sheng had remembered wrongly. Jiu Mozhi killing Xuan Bei was an adaptation of a TV series. He had already experienced Murong Bo's power the last time they fought. If it was based on strength, he was definitely not Murong Bo's match. Now that Xuan Bei had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up, he couldn't beat him. The best strategy was to walk. Otherwise, if he stayed here and waited for Xuan Bei, both of them would be dead. Thinking of this, Dongfang Sheng suddenly flew out of the forest. At the same time, he did not forget to turn around and use the divine power of flicking fingers to stop the other party from chasing him.
Murong Bo avoided the flying stones and chased after them, shouting,""Brat, don't go!"
Dongfang Sheng shouted into the temple as he fled with his lightness skill,""Master Xuan Bei's forest is under attack!" He only hoped that the monks in the temple could hear him and save him in time.
Murong Bo's lightness skill was higher than his opponent's, so he caught up to Dongfang Sheng in just four or five miles. Dongfang Sheng saw that he couldn't escape, and if he continued running, he wouldn't be able to block the other party's attack. In the end, he would definitely die in a battle. He simply stopped and pretended to be relaxed as he looked at Murong Bo, who had stopped five feet away from him.
"Brat, who are you exactly? How dare you ruin this old man's plans time and time again.”Murong Bo felt that the other party couldn't escape, so he wasn't in a hurry to attack.
"Something big? " Hehehehe…" Dongfang Sheng laughed sarcastically as he thought of an excuse. "Senior, I helped you out of goodwill, and you actually said that I ruined your plan?”
"Oh?" Murong Bo wasn't angry but laughed instead. If you can explain yourself, I'll apologize to you.”
Dongfang Sheng's mind raced." I must use some words that can shock the other party. Yes, I must target his weakness. Yes, everyone's weakness lies in their desires.”As he thought about it, a plan to bring disaster to River East appeared in his mind.
"Hehe, I am Dongfang Sheng. "Senior, Senior Murong," Dongfang Sheng said in a more relaxed tone."What good will it do for Great Yan to restore the country if you kill Xuan Bei of Shaolin Temple?”
“!!!”Murong Bo was shocked. He wasn't surprised that his identity was recognized, because he had been forced to use the famous ultimate technique of the Murong Clan, Shifting Stars, during their first fight. However, the fact that he was a member of the imperial family of Great Yan was a secret. How did this young man know about it?
"How do you know that I am from the imperial family of Great Yan?"
Seeing Murong Bo's expression, Dongfang Sheng was even more relieved. He slowly said,""This isn't difficult to guess. When we fought by chance in Luoyang, I recognized Senior. With Senior's martial arts identity, how could he have a grudge with the Crouching Bull Sect? He must have taken a fancy to the rich wealth of the Crouching Bull Sect. Senior is a well-known figure in the martial arts world. How can a mere property enter your eyes? Therefore, I think you must have some scheme. Moreover, Senior named your son with the word 'Fu', and it wasn't hard to understand the meaning behind it. Moreover, the surname Murong was not common. The answer was not difficult to guess.”
"I didn't expect that I would be seen through by a kid like you. But if you do that, you'll die even more."
Dongfang Sheng was not worried. Instead, he sneered,""Hahahaha, I didn't expect that the world-famous Murong Bo is only so-so. He has great ambitions but little talent, and doesn't live up to his name. It won't be easy to take my life.”
"How do you know about this old man's plan?”Murong Bo had always been extremely conceited about his own intelligence and martial arts. Hearing a junior in his twenties say this, he was naturally not convinced.
"Hmph, what scheme can there be? They were just creating conflicts between the two countries and stirring up the water, looking for opportunities to profit from it. Not worth mentioning."
" You..." Although Murong Bo's plan wasn't that simple, it wasn't too far off. Being looked down upon by a junior like this, Murong Bo couldn't help but choke on his words.
"As the saying goes, a miss is a thousand miles away. Your starting point is wrong, and no matter what stratagem you use, it will not succeed. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so stubborn until today.”
"Oh?" Murong Fu looked at Dongfang Sheng's confident expression and became suspicious. He then remembered that Dongfang Sheng had guessed that he was a member of the Great Yan Dynasty's royal family the first time he met him. Clearly, he was very resourceful. He couldn't help but feel interested and expectant about what the other party had to say. "If you can teach me, I will definitely repay you.”As he spoke, he even changed the way he addressed her.
When Dongfang Sheng heard the other party address him as 'Your Lord', he secretly laughed and said,"Hehe, why would I be afraid that you wouldn't take the bait?" He opened his folding fan and paced back and forth."Senior, don't be anxious. Let me explain slowly. The senior had struggled for half his life but had gained nothing because he had placed his eyes in the wrong place.”
"May I ask what was wrong?"
"The mistake is that Senior's eyes were focused on the Great Song and did not have the strategic thinking of looking at the entire world.”
"What do you mean?" Murong Bo was confused.
"Senior only knows that the Great Song is weak and thinks that there is an opportunity. However, it was precisely because of this that Senior failed to instigate Song Liao to fight. This was because the Great Song army could defend, but they would definitely fail if they advanced. Moreover, what the seniors had stirred up were mostly conflicts between the people and the martial arts world. Those in power did not care. Even if the Liao people really came to burn Shaoshi Mountain, the Great Song would not declare war. Now, the military power of the Liao Kingdom was in the hands of the King of Chu of the Southern Court. The emperor was weak. As the saying went, to resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the country. The Liao Kingdom would not start a war with the Song Dynasty. Great Song and Dali were even more dependent on each other, and their relationship was inseparable.”
Murong Bo listened thoughtfully.
"And even if Senior really instigates a war between the two sides, Song is weak and Liao is strong, so Liao will definitely destroy Song. The Xixia Empire could benefit from this, but with Senior's current strength, there was nothing they could gain. Even if there was a chance for Senior to obtain a state and temporarily restore the country, it would be like morning dew, fleeting.”
" This..." When Murong Bo heard this, his disappointment was already unacceptable, but he could not refute it.
"Senior hasn't thought of it?" Dongfang Sheng teased Murong Bo maliciously.
"Please teach me." This time, Dongfang Sheng changed his class from a boy to a teacher.
"Great Liao. The internal conflict in Great Liao was tense. In my opinion, within a few years, the king of Chu will rebel. Yelu Hongji liked to go out hunting. If he went out for a few months, the King of Chu would take the opportunity to contact the capital and take down the capital first with the soldiers of the South Court, then go after Yelu Hongji. At this time, the south courtyard was definitely empty. The majority of the people under the rule of the South Court were Han people, but the Liao Dynasty classified Han people as inferior people, so the resentment between Han and Liao was very deep. Senior, you can take this opportunity to raise the banner of Han unification, win over the Han people of the South Court, and overthrow the rule of the Liao people. Then, the sixteen provinces of Yanyun will all belong to Great Yan.”
"But what if the King of Chu unified northern Liao and returned to attack the south?”
Dongfang Sheng couldn't help but shake his head, wondering if Murong Bo had gone crazy from practicing martial arts. He continued,""Although the King of Chu is powerful, the Empress Dowager's faction, the Xiao family, is still in the north courtyard, so the King of Chu must first control the capital. The Liao Kingdom's imperial uncle had failed in the fight for the throne, and now he was most likely to be a spy. As long as the Xiao family was prepared, the north would definitely be in a great battle and they would be unable to look south.”
" Ah..." Murong Bo suddenly realized that the thing that generations of his family had tried so hard to touch was so close to him. He lost the ability to speak for a moment.
Dongfang Sheng smiled and continued," At that time, the Great Song will not become enemies with Great Yan. The Zhao family will still hope that the Murong family will be able to secure their position and help them fend off the enemies in the north." The two families would definitely form an alliance, and Great Yan could ask Song Country for military expenses in the form of annual coins. As long as it was less than what Great Liao asked for, Song Country would definitely agree. By the time Northern Liao recovered, Great Yan's territory had already become like an iron bucket.”
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