"Right, it is Cheng Ying. Go and try it and see if it's willing to accept you.”
Lu Yi smiled and asked Six-fingered Black Man to test his sword.
Although he said that he would give this sword, it still depended on whether the sword was willing or not.
Famous swords naturally had their own personalities and would not easily become anyone's sword.
"Thank you, sir."
The Six-fingered Black Man cupped his hands at Lu Yi to express his gratitude before he walked towards Cheng Ying.
He was a swordsman, so he naturally loved famous swords.
If this Cheng Ying sword, whose name would go down in history, could be in his hands, it would undoubtedly improve his combat strength by quite a bit.
When he arrived in front of the sword, the Six-fingered Black Swordsman cupped his fist at the Cheng Ying sword and reached out to take it.
The Cheng Ying sword did not resist, but let the six-fingered black man hold it in his hand.
After obtaining the Cheng Ying sword, the Six-fingered Black Swordsman became more and more erratic, making it difficult for others to determine his location.
"Mm, no need to thank me. This sword recognizes you, so just take it.”
Lu Yi saw that Cheng Ying didn't reject the Six-fingered Black Man, so he replied with a smile, but he sighed in his heart.
He had sent out another famous sword. He did not know when this sword would return to Phantom Valley.
Over the years, Lu Yi had given away two swords. One was in Han Fei's hand, and the other was the Six-fingered Black Man.
After the sword was sent out, once the two of them died, the sword would return to Phantom Valley.
That was why Lu Yi sighed. A famous sword always wanted to find a suitable master, then show off in the martial world and shine in history.
In the end, the person who used the sword became a skeleton, but the famous sword still existed.
It was already late at night when the Six-fingered Black Man brought the Cheng Ying sword back to his room.
Lu Yi looked at the moon and was about to go back to his room when he saw Tian Guang looking up at the moon. It seemed that he had been waiting for Lu Yi for a while.
It seemed like the three of them were going to come looking for him tonight. Lu Yi's lips twitched. No wonder they weren't drunk.
"Why isn't Xia Kui resting so late?"
When he saw Tian Guang, Lu Yi waved at Violet, who was looking at him from afar. He told her to sleep first and walked towards Tian Guang.
"It's a long night. I don't have the mood to sleep. After seeing everything in Phantom Valley today, he was deeply moved. "Farming is originally the most proficient thing in my farmer family. My Kui Kui Hall has many good farmers. Now it seems that we are inferior to Phantom Valley.”
Tian Guang looked at Lu Yi and replied emotionally. The farming clan was originally the clan that was best at farming. Moreover, the establishment of the farming clan was also based on good farming.
In the end, they were not as good at farming as the Ghost Valley. If this were to spread, their farmers would lose all their face. In this case, could a farmer still be called a farmer?
"Hehe, farming is not a matter of one person or one family. The key was whether or not he was really thinking for the people of the world and benefiting them. After all, everyone has to eat. We can't all fight for the world, right?”
Lu Yi looked at Tian Guang and smiled. The farmers were not busy with the farm's business, but they were involved in the struggle for power. How could the farmers do well?
In fact, the Hundred Schools of Philosophy had lofty ideals and goals when they were first established. However, after the late Warring States Period, most of the Hundred Schools began to decay, and there were not many that truly flourished.
The farmer's family was not the first, nor would it be the last.
"Indeed, that's why I've been wondering if I've been leading the farmers down a dangerous path ever since I took over as the chief of the farmers. Although the scale of the farm is getting bigger and bigger, I feel that it is not as good as before.”
The farming family had developed greatly under Tian Guang's hands because of Lord Chang Ping's support. The farmers had a lot of financial resources, so it was not difficult to expand.
As long as there was farmland, there would be disciples of the farmers. Even if there were no farmlands, there were still disciples of the farmers. They existed in the imperial court and as far away as the martial world.
Tian Guang didn't think much of it before, but after talking to Lu Yi, he vaguely felt that he might have done something wrong. The bigger the sect, the better.
Furthermore, the problems that the farmers had exposed during this period of time had also made Tian Guang start to be vigilant. That was that some disciples in the sect were mixed with good and bad, and there were even incidents of fellow disciples killing each other.
Covet small profits, harm others in the same sect, and even fight for power within the sect. These things had happened. This was the evil consequence of excessive expansion.
Lu Yi had just said that people had to eat, not just think about fighting for supremacy. These words made Tian Guang feel even more ashamed. He seemed to have taken the opposite path.
Over the years, Kui Kui Hall, Shennong Hall, and Gonggong Hall had made very few achievements. On the contrary, there were more and more conflicts between the halls.
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