Chapter 84 Sudden mutation The competition between the two did not seem to be a brief one, but was entirely based on personal grudges, which shocked all the the final collision came to an end, Liu Deshui, an elite disciple of Yanwu Hall, was defeated miserably. He tried to get up several times but found it difficult to exert strength. His internal organs were damaged by the impact of the palm print, but they were not broken. However, the palm energy bursting out of his body broke his tendons and veins, and his whole body became limp as if his spine was pulled out. "Ah! My grandson used such a heavy hand. He was so confused and had no sense of propriety." Old Master Lu felt a headache and apologized to the head of Yanwu Hall beside him with a difficult look. He thought that it would be fine for the young people to just compete with each other, but he never expected that he would not show any mercy to his own child. "Mr. Lu, please don't. I can't bear such a situation. Besides, we don't know the whole story yet. Why are you doing this?" The man, who was over fifty years old and knew his destiny, was of sturdy physique. Seeing the old man's attitude, he lowered his head in fear, and quickly supported Mr. Lu with his hands as big as a palm fan. Lu Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he asked with a hint of severity in his voice: "Jin'er, what are you doing? When sparring with others, you should stop when it's enough. You can't hurt others. Explain what's going on to your father." "Dad, there's nothing much to say. Just treat me as someone who doesn't know etiquette." Lu Jin was sincere and willing to be punished, and he didn't want to repeat Liu Deshui's words. Especially since the uncle-master is still here, if he hears it, even if he won’t bother with the junior, it will also affect the relationship between the Trinity Sect and the Yanwu Hall.
Now that the two families have formed an alliance and are facing the national crisis together, it is better to have less trouble than more. Lu Jin would rather take on these things than cause trouble for the Lu family and the Sanyi clan. "What are you still standing there for? Apologize to Brother Liu right now!" Lu Xuan urged anxiously. He was a little scared when he saw the bloodstains on the ground. He was afraid that the child would learn the power of dragon and tiger, and if he was not restrained, he would accidentally beat the top disciple of Yanwu Hall and make him disabled for life. "No need to apologize. If you want to punish me, I'll accept it." Lu Jin's attitude was even more resolute. There was no way he would apologize to that lunatic who spoke so nonsense and humiliated his mentor. Just when Lu Xuan was so angry that he couldn't step down, Liu Deshui, who was lying on the ground, raised his voice to explain: "Uncle Lu, please don't blame Young Master Lu. This is all my own fault. I was the one who spoke ill of Young Master Lu out of my own selfish desires. This has nothing to do with him. Please understand and don't punish him." The words were like thunder, and the head of Yanwu Hall was shocked. His face turned pale and he shouted angrily: "Traitor, you are such a disgrace! You really piss me off, why don't you apologize to Master Lu?!" Things really were just as he expected. He knew his child's temperament very well. Most of the time he was honest and sincere to others, but the one thing that could not be changed was that he would occasionally get stuck in a rut and had a strong desire to win. Suddenly, the long-lost memories gradually became clear in his mind. The scene of the competition ten years ago reappeared before his eyes, forming a sharp contrast with the present. The head of Yanwu Hall probably knew why this child's obsession was so deep. "Are you deaf? Liu Deshui, I asked you to apologize, right now, or don't blame me for punishing you!!" "Hey, it's okay, don't blame me, old friend." Seeing that the head of Yanwu Hall was furious, Lu Xuan tried to persuade him instead. "Master Lu, I am sorry for what I have done to you. I apologize to you!" Liu Deshui dared to act and take responsibility, and was not afraid of making a fool of himself in front of many people. He shouted at the top of his voice, even using respectful titles, to apologize sincerely. "Brother Liu, that's enough." Lu Jin did not look back, but said calmly what was in his mind: "I don't want to get entangled with you any more, let's put the past behind us." "As I said before, you and I have our own wonderful lives, so there is no need to be obsessed with anything." After he finished speaking, he stepped forward and bowed to Mr. Lu, Lu Xuan, Jiang Mo and other elders and guests: "Grandpa, Dad, Uncle Master, seniors, I am ashamed to have embarrassed you. I am a little tired, so I will go to rest first."
The accident was over quickly, and Lu Jin returned to his room to reflect. Liu Deshui was helped up by his master and the Lu family guards and sent to a nearby clinic for treatment. Before leaving, the head of Yanwu Hall bowed to Jiang Mo and Old Master Lu again and again, looking ashamed: "Master Jiang, Lord Lu, this traitor has caused you trouble. It is my fault for not disciplining him properly. Please forgive me." "Young man, it's normal to have bumps and bruises. Go check on your little brother and make sure he doesn't get any hidden illness." Old Master Lu patted the tense shoulders of the Yanwu Hall Master, signaling that he was fine and asking him to relax. In fact, the man felt guilty but was more embarrassed. He didn't know how to ease the conflict with Jiang Mo, the head of Sanyi Sect. However, it turned out that he was just overthinking it. In response to his humble attitude, Jiang Mo simply replied: "You are too kind. Do you want to forgive me? There is no need for that. Jin'er has said that it is over. As the hall master, you should stop worrying about it. These are just matters between the younger generation. Let them handle it themselves." "Thank you both for your kindness!" The head of Yanwu Hall felt relieved after being forgiven, but he couldn't help feeling regret and self-blame in his heart. After all, his disciple had failed to discipline himself and got into trouble, so he, as the master, had some responsibility. "Go to the infirmary and check on the child." After the birthday banquet, guests from all parties said goodbye and left one after another. As dusk turned into evening, Jiang Mo sat on a stone chair in the pavilion in the backyard, holding some bait in his hand and occasionally sprinkling it into the pond. The fish jumped lively, splashing large amounts of water. A flash of inspiration emerged in his mind. Regarding the application of the Trinity True Law, he had refined many natural things, but he had never tried to evolve natural things in the direction of human beings. "It may be a good approach, and we can give it a try, but natural things are inherently unconscious, and the 'human' that is derived from them is just a lifeless statue." "But animals are different. If we transform and shape them in the direction of 'human', will their life, wisdom, and soul change? Will they become 'monsters' in ancient myths?" "It's just dead stuff." Ever since this idea took root, Jiang Mo could vaguely sense a mysterious portal standing on his path of cultivation. As for whether it was an opportunity or a disaster sealed inside, he had no idea. Do you want to try it? Or should we wait? Just as he was hesitating, he heard footsteps behind him. A familiar figure in white sat on the stone chair next to him and asked with a calm smile: "Uncle Master, why are you here to feed the fish?" "I walked around for a while but didn't see you. Later I asked Granny Zhang who was mowing the grass and found out that you asked her for some bait to entertain the fish." Jiang Mo did not stop what he was doing. He put his guesses aside in a corner and fed the fat koi while chatting with Lu Jin: "I am not familiar with other sect leaders, sect masters, and family heads, and we have no common topics. Instead of perfunctorily dealing with them, I might as well find a quiet place and enjoy half a day of leisure." "As for your conflict today, have you sorted out your thoughts?" "Give me some bait. You can't leave me here with nothing. I'll talk to you while I feed the fish." "it is good." Jiang Mo reached into the wooden barrel beside him, grabbed a handful of bait, and stuffed it into Lu Jin's hand. "Pfft!" "Crash!"
As the sun set, the master and his nephew watched the scenery and fed the fish. As if reminiscing about the past, Lu Jin explained to Jiang Mo everything, including the assessment in the lower house, the competition at the birthday banquet ten years ago, and today's struggle, without any reservations. "Then do you think you did something wrong?" Jiang Mo put his hand close to the water and tried to touch the koi, and suddenly felt a chill. "Uncle Master, I did nothing wrong." Lu Jin had a handsome face, and swayed lightly in the evening breeze. His bright eyes showed no hesitation, and he said firmly: "Brother Liu was jealous first, and then he insulted Master with his words. I still showed him mercy, which is enough." "it is good." Jiang Mo chuckled, stretched out his five fingers, and all the bait in his palm fell into the water, and the fish jumped for joy. “To be kind to others, you need some edge, otherwise people will think you are easy to bully.” "Humility, kindness, respect, do you really expect others to give you these when you don't have the ability?" At this point, Jiang Mo paused and asked, "Jin'er, have you ever thought about what would happen if your uncle continued to cultivate in the ice field and never came back until his death?" "What should Senior Brother Si Chong and the young people like you do? The result of going to war with Quan Xing is nothing but the decline of the Taoist tradition." The plain words made Lu Jin speechless. This is an undeniable fact. Ever since he followed Jiang Mo to annihilate many Quan Xing strongholds, he got a glimpse of the true appearance of this behemoth for the first time, and various masters emerged one after another. How could they possibly win with Trinity's weak strength? Perhaps in the long tug-of-war, more and more disciples will die, and the sect will decline or even cease to exist. Lu Jin lowered his head, staring at the water surface covered with the afterglow of the setting sun. He remained silent for a long time, lost in thought. At this time, Jiang Mo's voice came again: "My own strength is not the strength of the Trinity Sect. To hold up the title of the number one in Xuanmen, I still have to rely on you young people." "After all, Master Uncle is also a human being. What if he is gone one day?" "Or if something unexpected happens, won't you little guys be able to maintain the sect?" Lu Jin turned his head and what came into his sight was Jiang Mo's peaceful face, which looked more and more like a banished immortal from the mortal world, without any trace of emotion. "Uncle Master, I understand what you mean." “You don’t have to understand me, let alone be me.” Jiang Mo looked up at the horizon. The magnificent scenery and the gorgeous sunset made him feel happy. He encouraged: "Be yourself, and be sure to surpass me; the revitalization of the sect depends on all of us." "Uncle Master, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations." Lu Jin nodded in agreement. He understood Jiang Mo's reason for admonishing him. He was simply afraid that he was weak-willed and would be easily bullied.
"By the way, after so many years, do you understand why your senior brother chose you in the lower house back then?" Facing the uncle's question, Lu Jin was slightly stunned, but he was unsure of the answer, so he could only answer in a low voice: "I know something, but it may not be correct." "Then let me tell you." Jiang Mo sorted out what Lu Jin had said before and slowly speculated: "In the test that year, from beginning to end, only Liu Deshui was eliminated." "It's good that this child works hard, but he can't grasp the measure and is reckless, which can easily exhaust himself." "Disciples like this are absolutely not allowed to enter the sect, especially when they are going through the Reverse Life Passage. It is extremely dangerous to advance from the first level to the second level. Once the Qi flows in the wrong direction through the meridians, at best they will lose their power and become disabled, or at worst they will die on the spot. " "It's hard to change his nature. He refuses to show weakness and is deeply obsessed. Letting him in is tantamount to harming him." Hearing this, Lu Jin was shocked. This was similar to what he had guessed. He did not expect that in just a moment, his uncle saw things more clearly than he did. "As for Li Muxuan, from the moment he dared to leave the lower courtyard and came to the inner gate, he was able to find the way and was willing to find the way. This is a great talent for cultivating the third level of reverse life." "Brother, you kept him in the academy to train him. Maybe you haven't seen his true nature yet and can't make a judgment." "As for you, you did things in a proper way. At least you didn't get carried away when practicing Ni Sheng, and you didn't rush for success and disregard your life, so you passed the test." Jiang Mo briefly reviewed the trivial matters of the past, then smiled faintly: "This is just my personal opinion, just a rough guess. You can listen to it or not. After all, you are the one who experienced it firsthand, and your understanding will be more accurate than mine." "No, Uncle Master, you are right. I think so too." Lu Jin frankly shared his true thoughts, which were almost the same as Jiang Mo's speculation. "Really? Then you should be more steady and go further on your cultivation path. I believe in your vision." "Okay, Uncle Master." The master and his nephew chatted like this until night fell and the bait was gone. At this time, Qiao Yue found this place and hurriedly reported: "Master Jiang, Mr. Lu has something urgent to discuss with you. Can you move?" "Let's go." Jiang Mo stood up. "Uncle Qiao, why does the master want to see my uncle?" Lu Jin asked curiously. He could clearly feel that Qiao Yue was extremely anxious. "Well, let's talk about it later." After a while, several people came to the meeting hall. The guests had all left, but Mr. Lu and Lu Xuan were receiving a burly, dishevelled man who reeked of sea water and had a pale face. "Uncle Li?!" Lu Jin's pupils shrank drastically when he saw this person. This is his third uncle's best friend, who has been by his side all year round. However, today the birthday party is over and his third uncle has not returned. A strong sense of uneasiness is like a poisonous snake coiling around his heart, and his whole body is tense. "Master." The man looked up and saw Lu Jin, smiling bitterly: "I haven't seen you for many years. You have grown so big." Jiang Mo and Lu Jin both saw Mr. Lu with a gloomy face. They were so anxious that even the hands holding the crutches were shaking uncontrollably. The old man is afraid and under great pressure. "Uncle Li, what happened? Where's Third Uncle? Why didn't he come back with you?"
Lu Jin felt a chill down his spine as he asked in a trembling voice, all sorts of terrible possibilities racing through his mind. You have to know that Uncle Li in front of you is a close friend of Uncle San. He has protected Uncle San countless times over the years, even when he was beaten to a bloody mess or even had gunshot wounds, he never frowned. Now he is the only one back, what happened? ! A huge shadow and despair shrouded the Lu family hall. Mr. Lu's former dignity and calm demeanor were replaced by anxiety and grief. (End of this chapter)