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Chapter 215 "History"
Exactly 35 years ago. Roland Empire, spring of year 925.
Perhaps many people have already forgotten the events of this year's spring. In most people's hearts, the only thing worth remembering about this year's spring was that this year's spring came especially late.
The early cold of spring swept across the entire continent. In order to prevent the soldiers from freezing during the spring drill, the military headquarters rushed to make a batch of thick military uniforms. After a lot of work, they were finally sent to each army before the spring drill.
However, this year's spring wasn't as simple as that. For the people of the Imperial Capital, this year's spring had many, many things that later affected the entire continent.
In this year's spring, His Majesty Augustine the 6th officially established his only son, Crown Prince Aven, as the crown prince. And in this year's spring, the head of the Rowling family passed away due to illness. Raymond of the Rowling family inherited the title of Earl and became the new Earl of Rollin, inheriting the fertile land of the Rollin Plains.
Among the young nobles of the Empire, this twenty year old Raymond was undoubtedly a rising star. His talent, his outstanding martial skills, and his talent in the military made all those who were optimistic about him believe that the Rowling family had produced another outstanding head.
And at this time, the young Earl Raymond's best friend was the newly established crown prince, Aven. One was a promising future general of the Empire, the other was the future emperor of the Empire. The two had a good personal relationship, which made everyone optimistic about the future of the Rowling family ….. It was clear that this was a sign of the future of the Rowling family. At this moment, who would have thought that the Crown Prince, who was supposed to be the future Emperor, would be defeated and die? And this Rowling family head with a limitless future would fall to ruin and lose his position?
At this time, they were young, full of hope, and proud of their success.
Also in his golden age is the patriarch of the Lister Family. He was a famous handsome man in the Imperial Capital. He was knowledgeable, intelligent, and humorous. Within a short year of coming to the Imperial Capital, he had conquered the entire aristocratic circle with his personal charm. From music, flowers, art, astronomy, divination, history, dance … … There was nothing that Mr. Liszt couldn't do. His face was as handsome as the Sun God's, and his intoxicating smile made countless noble ladies and madams fall head over heels for him.
Even His Majesty the Emperor, Augustine the 6th, bestowed upon Mr. Lister a knighthood. Although the title of a knight is a low rank that can't be inherited, but it was bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor himself, which made Mr. Lister's status in the Imperial Capital double.
At the same time, this Mr. Liszt also has a net worth of hundreds of millions. As a famous rich family in the continent, his background is enviable: young, rich, and talented, he has become the lover of countless young girls.
What was even more memorable was that in the spring of that year, Scholar Lan Hai from the Imperial Capital finally soared into the sky!
In everyone's memory, about a few years ago, a middle-aged man called Mr. Lan Hai came to the Imperial Capital. No one knew where this old guy came from. He always wore a plain cotton robe with his long hair casually draped over his shoulders. He chose to live in the Southern part of the city where the commoners gathered. On the long street where he lived, everyone, every day, would see Mr. Lan Hai walking down the street with a smile.
No matter who you are, even if you're just a bakery owner or a carriage driver, as long as you say hello, he'll smile and nod at you.
In the eyes of these commoners, this Mr. Lan Hai is a man of many talents! Because since he came here, he has solved many thorny problems for everyone.
If you're sick and can't see a doctor, then you can ask Mr. Lan Hai for help. He'll find some herbs that even professional doctors can't understand and quickly cure your illness.
In the beginning, people thought that this Mr. Lan Hai was a doctor.
Later on, the owner of a poorly run grocery store next door decided to sell his business and return to his hometown. However, no matter how hard he tried to calculate the accounts he had accumulated over the years, he was unable to calculate them properly. In just one afternoon, Mr. Blue Ocean was able to settle all the accounts for the past six years.
At this time, people thought that this Mr. Lan Hai was an outstanding accountant.
Later on, there was a merchant who was in the fur trade who laid out all of his goods in the courtyard under the sun. However, Mr. Blue Ocean ran to him and told him that the coming month would be rainy and rainy. He persuaded him to transport all of these goods out of the imperial capital. At that time, the sun was scorching hot, the hottest season of the year. No one listened to Mr. Lan Hai's advice.
The result, as Mr. Lan Hai said, two days later, there was a torrential downpour. The continuous torrential rain for a month caused the Lancang Canal to burst, causing the fur merchant to suffer heavy losses.
After that, everyone thought that Mr. Lan Hai was a fortune teller.
Later, a tailor wanted to make a new robe for an aristocrat. But because he was careless, he lost the fabric that the aristocrat gave him and asked Mr. Lan Hai for help. Mr. Blue Ocean, on the other hand, simply tore down a piece of curtain and used that piece of curtain to make a new robe in just one afternoon. Everyone who saw that robe, not a single one of them didn't praise the beautiful design of the robe.
At this time, people began to wonder … Is there anything that Mr. Lan Hai can't do?
His fame began to spread.
A man who worked as a gardener in an aristocrat's house accidentally caused the aristocrat's favorite flowers to die. He asked Mr. Lan Hai for help and after Mr. Lan Hai taught him a few methods, the dead flowers were miraculously resurrected.
A livestock trader was deceived by his rival and spent a lot of money to buy a thousand inferior horses. When he was faced with a loss, he asked Mr. Lan Hai for help. As a result, Mr. Lan Hai accompanied him to look at the horses. He picked out two pregnant mares and then gave the trader some advice.
In the end, the two pregnant mares actually gave birth to two of the best horses! Two years later, the two horses were trained to be good horses that could travel a thousand miles in a day. Just by selling the two horses, the trader earned back all his capital.
The most amazing thing was that one night, a thief broke into Mr. Lan Hai's house … No one knew what happened. When dawn broke, the thief had already changed into a servant's outfit. From then on, he stayed by Mr. Blue Ocean's side and became his loyal servant.
Mr. Lan Hai's fame began to spread throughout the imperial capital. Some of the surrounding commoners began to ask Mr. Lan Hai to educate their children.
Three years after Mr. Blue Ocean came to the capital, he had already become a famous scholar. Although he lived in the commoner district, ate ordinary bread, did not have a carriage, lived in a simple small courtyard, and would even greet a coachman politely.
But everyone respected this gentleman. Of course, some scholars in the imperial capital did not think so. They thought that Mr. Lan Hai's existence was an infringement on their identity.
As a scholar, how could he mix in with the filthy commoner district? They heard that Mr. Lan Hai would sometimes go out without wearing shoes … this was simply too disrespectful!
Thus, some people began to come looking for trouble. They challenged this Mr. Blue Ocean in the name of discussing knowledge … But without exception, every scholar who came looking for trouble would leave with a face full of shame. As for Mr. Lan Hai, he still carried a chair and sat under the locust tree in the courtyard to bask in the sun.
His fame began to spread to the ears of some of the nobles. In the beginning, these nobles thought that Mr. Lan Hai was just a traditional scholar … just like those nobles who needed to flatter them, flatter them, and help them pretend to be cultured.
In the end, Mr. Lan Hai refused almost all of the 'invitations'.
This action made him become a 'country bumpkin who does not know how to appreciate favors' in the minds of many nobles.
However, in the spring of the 925th year of the Empire, Mr. Blue Ocean, who had little fame and fortune, unexpectedly participated in the triennial Academic Conference.
This was a gathering of almost all of the most famous scholars in the imperial capital. This was also the best opportunity for scholars to spread their fame and raise their status. All of the erudite scholars in the imperial capital would come to this conference to spread their theories and show off their erudition. According to tradition, those who could perform well in this triennial conference would often be hired as court scholars!
This time, however, everyone's style was overshadowed by Mr. Lan Hai.
Among the large group of scholars who were wearing luxurious clothes, Mr. Lan Hai, who was wearing a plain robe and barefoot, stood out. Under the ridiculing gazes, Mr. Lan Hai asked the famous scholars three questions:
First question: When a person is born as a baby, they do not feel ashamed of being naked. But when they grow up, why do they put on thick clothes and feel ashamed of being naked?
He asked the second question. For wild beasts, life was all about mating, fighting, and hunting. It was the same in the lives of humans: mating, fighting, and hunting. So, what is the difference between humans and beasts?
The third question was even more interesting. He invited one of the most famous scholars in the capital at that time. Then he asked the scholar to hold a bouquet of blooming flowers in his hand, while he ignored everyone's surprised eyes and held a piece of cow dung in his hand. Then he smiled and asked, "What were you thinking when you saw me?" And what am I thinking when I see him?
This strange action caused everyone to be shocked.
In this conference that could be said to be the most famous scholars in the entire empire, not a single person could answer Mr. Lan Hai's three questions.
After a heated discussion, Mr. Lan Hai casually announced his answer:
First question: He told everyone: "When you wear clothes now, what you hide is not your body. What you hide is the shame of your inner breath. Babies, on the other hand, have no shame. "
The second question was about the difference between humans and beasts. Not a single person in the room could answer it accurately. But Blue Ocean casually told everyone: "The biggest difference between humans and beasts is that we will be here to 'think' about this question, while beasts will not.
And the third question was even more interesting. Holding a piece of cow dung in his hand, Mr. Lan Hai looked at the scholar holding a bouquet of flowers and asked him what he saw when he looked at him. At that time, the scholar said to Mr. Lan Hai in a mocking tone: "What I see is cow dung." Mr. Lan Hai didn't get angry, instead he elegantly told the scholar: "What I see is the flower in your hand."
Just when the Great Scholar thought that Bluesea was conceding to him, Bluesea's next words made him completely speechless.
"What you see in your eyes is cow dung, that is because your heart is thinking of cow dung. What I see in my eyes is cow dung and flowers, that is because my heart is thinking of flowers … … Sir, this is the difference between us. "
With these three questions, Mr. Lan Hai cleverly gave these hypocritical scholars the biggest irony. The first question satirized these fellows' sense of shame. The second question satirized their inability to think … … and the third question satirized their dirty hearts.
After saying all these words, Mr. Lan Hai smiled and left the scene.
After this day, Mr. Lan Hai's name spread throughout the imperial capital. He alone made hundreds of scholars speechless. After that, many of them left the capital in shame.
On the evening of the 925th year of the Empire's Spring, Mr. Lan Hai sat under a big locust tree with a cup of tea in his hand. The thief servant he took in stood quietly behind him.
At this time, a ten year old boy stood outside Mr. Lan Hai's small courtyard. He has been standing there for an entire afternoon.
This boy is tall and thin, with a delicate appearance. Judging by his clothes, he seems to be from a poor family. But as he stood there, there was a different look in his eyes. It was as if there was a kind of pride in his bones.
He waited from noon until the afternoon. It wasn't until evening when the door to Blue Ocean's small courtyard opened and he walked in.
"Mr. Lan Hai." Standing in front of the door, his delicate face was full of determination: "I came to ask you to accept me as your disciple."
Blue Ocean smiled. He did not get up and continued to sit there, holding the tea in his hand. He noticed that the shoes on the young child's feet were worn out, the dust on the child's face, and the child's thin and weak body.
"You came from very far away?"
"… … Northwest." The boy replied: "I walked for a month and came all the way to the capital. Three days ago, I heard your name. I think you can dispel the confusion in my heart."
"What do you want from me?" Mr. Lan Hai became interested in this boy.
"The answer." The boy's voice was very low: "Sir, I heard from others that you are the smartest and most knowledgeable person in the capital. I came from the Northwest, and my family lived in the Desa Province. My great-great-grandfather was a noble, and my grandfather was a military officer. My father became a blacksmith in the army, and he told me that the army would protect us. "But three years ago, my sister died. My family was attacked by a different race disguised as bandits. Those bandits insulted her, cut off her head and hung it on the fence in the courtyard. "My mother took me to hide in the cellar. I listened to the bandits insult my sister and heard her cry. But my mother covered my mouth and we didn't go out. After the bandits left, my mother cried for three days and three nights, and then she died of illness. My father was killed by the horse bandits a year ago. All he left me was a sword, five copper horns, and one sentence … 'Live on'. "Respected sir, there are many people like me in the Northwest Desa Province. I don't know. Is this fate set by the benevolent God? Is there no way to change our tragic fate? "
The boy's voice was hoarse. There was something in his eyes that even Mr. Lan Hai couldn't bear to look at.
He saw a cloth bag behind the boy. Inside the bag, there seemed to be the outline of a sword.
After a long time, Mr. Lan Hai sighed. He looked at the boy with an apologetic expression. "Child, I am sorry. I am unable to answer your question."
A trace of disappointment flashed across the boy's childish yet determined face. He was about to turn and leave when Mr. Lan Hai suddenly called out to him. "Wait."
The boy stopped moving. Mr. Lan Hai stood up from his chair and walked to the boy's side. He looked into the boy's eyes and whispered. "There are some things that we are unable to figure out the answer to … … but not everything needs an answer before it can be done … … many times, we will do it first and then wait for the results. "We can do it first. Even if the attempt fails, at least we can know that this method will not work – this is also a harvest. "If we only think about it and don't do it, then even after a lifetime of thinking about it, there will still be no results."
Pausing for a moment, he slowly continued. "I cannot tell you the answer. However, I can help you try … … child, what do you want to learn?"
"Martial arts!" The boy's answer was firm.
Mr. Lan Hai smiled. "Martial arts? You should know that I am a scholar. "
The boy was silent. He appeared to be somewhat embarrassed and disappointed. However, Mr. Lan Hai carefully stared at the boy for a moment. Then, he softly said. "Come with me."
After saying that, Mr. Lan Hai was about to turn around and walk inside when he suddenly asked. "I almost forgot … … what is your name?"
"Rodriguez." The boy replied. "You can also call me Rodney."
"All right, Rodriguez." Mr. Lan Hai softly chanted the name. Then, he smiled. "You are my first disciple … … and if nothing unexpected happens, I believe you will be the only one to learn martial arts under my tutelage."
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Rodriguez followed Blue Ocean into the house. Inside the house, there was a door leading to a small room.
"This door is never locked," Mr. Lan Hai smiled. Blue Ocean smiled, "However, I think you might be the only one other than me to enter."
The small room inside was not as narrow as it looked from the outside. Apparently, Mr. Lan Hai is a person who knows how to make full use of space. What surprised Rodriguez even more was that there was a curtain hanging inside the room. On top of the curtain, there were strange words and patterns … … Rodriguez actually recognized them.
"This is … …" The boy's face suddenly became very strange. "This is the language of the prairie barbarians?"
"Yes." Mr. Lan Hai stood in front of the boy and calmly replied.
"Why do you have this thing here?"
"Because … …" Mr. Lan Hai smiled. "Because I am one of the 'prairie barbarians' you spoke of … … if you don't mind. In fact, I am not a person of the Roland continent. I was born in the prairie. I am a prairie man. "
Rodriguez's face suddenly changed. He couldn't help but take two steps back and carefully look at Mr. Lan Hai.
Mr. Lan Hai's eyes were blue. There was no trace of the prairie's bloodline. His elegant temperament did not have the slightest bit of the prairie's sturdy appearance.
"Do you find it strange?" Mr. Lan Hai smiled. "Perhaps in your heart, the so-called prairie barbarians are those who ride horses and run. However, how much do people really know about the prairie? "
As Mr. Lan Hai spoke, he gently lifted the cloth curtain to reveal a long box behind it.
"I was born in the prairie. However, I am not one of those tribes or herdsmen. At the northern end of the prairie is a great snowy mountain. The highest peak of the snowy mountain is said to be able to touch the sky by standing on it. Above the snowy mountain is the sacred place in the hearts of all the prairie people. Because that place is the cradle of all the shamans. Every shaman of the prairie was born in the great snowy mountain … … But the people of the great snowy mountain are different from the prairie people. Our appearance is very similar to that of the Roland Empire's. " Mr. Lan Hai said with a smile on his face. "When I was born, I was already on the snowy mountain. That place is not the barbarian wilderness that you think it is. In fact … … the great snowy mountain preserves the ruins of a civilization that is completely different from that of the Roland continent. And we, the people of the great snowy mountain, claim to be the remnant bloodline of that lost civilization. "
Rodriguez was somewhat surprised: "You … …"
"No need to make such an expression." Mr. Lan Hai smiled faintly: "Since I left the great snowy mountain, I am no longer a person of that place. Because a long time ago, I have already seen very clearly … … that mountain is simply a group of lunatics … … Or rather, it is the remnant of a race of lunatics. I left that mountain and came here because I don't want to continue to go crazy with those people. "
After saying that, Mr. Lan Hai gently opened the box. Inside was a slender sword!
After opening the box, a wave of cold air from the box immediately enveloped the entire room! The young Rodriguez's body was stimulated by the cold air, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly. The cold light that was like the cold moon shone on his young face, and a strange arc appeared on the sword edge. The sword edge seemed to be shrouded in a layer of transparent crystal, but one could see that ….
It is very sharp!
"The name of this sword is called 'Beauty under the Moonlight'." Mr. Lan Hai sighed softly: "Although I don't think this sword is suitable for you, but … … I will lend it to you for the time being. Because although this sword is powerful, when your martial arts reach a certain level in the future, it will instead become a shackle that binds you. Because this sword does not belong to you, although it can give you a certain amount of power, there will come a day when you will not be able to display its true power. At that time, it will become a shackle that binds you. "
Pausing for a moment, Mr. Lan Hai asked: "Didn't your father leave you a sword? You can put that sword in this box. When the day comes when this Beauty under the Moonlight is no longer able to provide you with growth and instead becomes a shackle that binds you, you can come here and take out your father's sword. At that time, I will teach you how to cultivate a sword that truly belongs to you, a sword that will allow your soul to fuse with the sword. "
Rodriguez carefully stared at the Beauty under the Moonlight inside the box. Although he's still young, he can still feel the mystical and extraordinary nature of this sword. Suddenly, the youth's heart moved: "Sir, who does this sword belong to? Could it be that you are using it? "
"It is mine." Mr. Lan Hai smiled: "But now, I can no longer use it."
Rodriguez was a little surprised: "Sir … … Could it be that you were once a martial artist?"
A strange expression appeared on Mr. Lan Hai's face. He didn't immediately answer Rodriguez's question, but instead reached out his hand and gently stroked the edge of Beauty under the Moonlight. His movements were gentle and delicate as he sighed: "Not anymore."
Then he smiled: "Anyone who leaves Snowy Mountain must voluntarily give up something that belongs to them … … But what I left behind in Snowy Mountain is my 'martial spirit'."
The youth was at a loss. What Mr. Lan Hai said was something that the young Rodriguez couldn't comprehend. But with the temperament of a young man, all of his attention was focused on the Beauty under the Moonlight sword.
It's too beautiful! Rodriguez had never seen such a beautiful sword in his life! Its beauty seems to hide all of its dangers within. That dense chill seems to be able to make a person's soul sink into its depths … …
While the youth was still in a daze, Mr. Lan Hai had already taken the sword out of the box. Rodriguez quickly held it with both hands.
"Using this sword, I will teach you a martial skill … It's just that this martial skill is not that easy to learn. Especially at the beginning, your progress will even be much slower than ordinary people. But once you truly cultivate it, you will discover that the might of this martial skill is boundless. Are you … … willing? "
Following the youth's soft answer, "I am willing." From now on, the continent finally has a new powerhouse!
From level 1 to level 3, it took 25 years for a "fool" to level 3, but from level 3 to 8, it only took 5 years for a "genius"!
Roland Empire 925 Spring.
This spring, Prince Aven became the crown prince. Everyone believed that he would become the future emperor.
Raymond Rollin became the new Earl of the Rowling family. The Count's inauguration banquet was held in the new Count's residence. Outside the main hall of the banquet, at the back door of the Count's residence, there was a young coachman who was dozing off in a carriage. He tightened his clothes and muttered, "Damn the weather, it's still so cold at night … Sigh, that housekeeper is very impressive … Hmph, one day in the future, I can also become a housekeeper …"
On the same night, to everyone's surprise, Mr. Lister, who was worshipped by countless girls, unexpectedly married a beautiful girl from a poor family. On the wedding night, Mr. Lister smiled at his new wife and said: "Dear, if we have a child in the future, I hope it will be a beautiful daughter … … In honor of our love, I hope to name her after you … … Lan Lister."
At the same time, Augustine the 6th, the emperor who rejoiced in grandiose achievements, began to turn his eyes to the northwest. Hanging in his bedroom was a huge map, and on the northwest corner of the map, there was a heavy circle drawn … …
When all these events that would affect the future of the continent happened on the same night, a young man named Rodriguez, in a small room in Blue Ocean's house, picked up his swordsmanship and began his lifelong struggle.
"My child, since you are now my student, I will tell you my real name." Mr. Blue Ocean looked at his young disciple who was somewhat obsessed with the beauty under the moon: "Remember, my real name is Lan Haiyue."
Rodriguez was surprised: "Lan Haiyue? What a strange name. "
"It's not the strangest." Mr. Blue Ocean smiled gently, then his face suddenly became serious: "I also want to remind you of one thing. I want you to firmly remember this under any circumstances!"
"What?"
"Remember this name, and you must swear to me that under no circumstances can you face that person head on! Because if there really is a demon in this world, then he must be the closest one! "Mr. Blue Ocean's face became very serious.
"Yes, teacher, please speak."
"That person, he is my little brother, my blood brother. But I have always felt that when the gods sent his soul down to this world, they must have sent it to the wrong place … … He shouldn't have been born in my home, he should've directly become a demon … … In fact, when I left Snowy Mountain, he was already designated as the only candidate to become the next Shaman King! "
A strange light flashed in Mr. Blue Ocean's eyes, then he smiled bitterly: "Maybe it's a coincidence, or maybe it's fate, but his name just so happens to form a strange contrast with mine."
Speaking up to here, the scholar sighed softly: "His name is … … White River's Sorrow!"
With a sigh, Bluesea gently dipped his hand into the teacup in his hand. Then, he wrote down a few words that Rodriguez did not recognize. Looking at the words, the young Rodriguez revealed an expression of surprise. "This is … …"
"This is the language of the Snowy Mountain, different from the language of the Roland Empire. The name White River's Sorrow is written like this. Perhaps, in the entire empire, the only one who can recognize this language is me. "
Although Mr. Blue Ocean is very knowledgeable, but his last sentence was still wrong.
Because, thirty-five years later, a person who could recognize this language appeared on the continent.
That person, of course, was … … Du Wei!
(This chapter has 9000 words, so I've made up 1000 words. I still owe 3000 words. Let me slowly make up for it in the next few days. I still haven't recovered from my cold, so I can't speed it up. Today, Shanghai is unusually cold, and … … I have to say, Shanghai's water is really bad.
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