Peace Order
Chapter 234 - 114: Martial Arts Can Connect to the Divine, Former Subordinates of Taiping Duke_3

Chapter 234: Chapter 114: Martial Arts Can Connect to the Divine, Former Subordinates of Taiping Duke_3

"The minister is without the Tao, strike him down."

"The lord is without the Tao, replace him."

"He is one of the palace masters of the World Academy, knowledgeable, and that is right."

Chen Chengbi said indifferently,

"All those great Confucian scholars say that the Emperor is the Son of Heaven, a Saint; but if the Emperor truly were a Saint or the Son of Heaven, he wouldn’t have the desires of sons and daughters, he wouldn’t sneak out to visit brothels, he wouldn’t have wet my clothes with his urine when he was two, nor would he cry and snivel when beaten for not wanting to read."

"So, the Emperor is also an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people make mistakes."

"Now, if scholars say saints err not, each and every one of them is a treacherous official."

Li Guanyi was dumbfounded and said, "Elder, these words are somewhat..."

Chen Chengbi dismissed it, "Great heresy, right?"

"That’s what my father said back then. That’s why he didn’t leave me the throne."

"Not to mention even considering it."

"He said that if I ruled the world, it would surely fall into great chaos."

"And if I were to attain a high position, surely I would die, yet he passed on various cultivation techniques to me. But what of it? My boy, there are so many paths of cultivation in this world. Scholars are esteemed, Taoists are free, Buddhists are dignified, yet they all say, Martial Artists are vulgar."

"Vulgar my ass!"

"I think they’re all just farting and shitting."

Chen Chengbi stood up, looked at Li Guanyi, and smiled:

"You really suit my taste."

"Let this old man tell you what martial arts are."

The imperial dynasty’s grandmaster stepped forward; his white hair was a sign of his age, and without those rigid courtesies in front of the Imperial Guards, just now sealed in ice, playing with water, and bowing to his father’s tomb, his brows lifted, emitting a spirit of vigor.

He said: "Martial Arts is about cultivating three words."

"Confucians fear the Heavenly Mandate, Buddhists fear karma, Taoists seek the great Tao; all are restrained."

"In my practice of Martial Arts, only three words matter."

"They are—follow your heart!"

"To put it crudely, what Heavenly Mandate, what karma, what great Tao, all are nonsense!"

"Just a pile of crap!"

The elder cursed loudly, then raised his hand, and thus the winds surged and clouds gathered. Standing there, he seemed like the center of the entire world, the sky pressing down, the earth rising up, in that instant, all things swarmed to him. Chen Chengbi looked at Li Guanyi and said, "Great power returns to one body."

"Within three feet of me, I am the Emperor!"

"Three feet above my head there is a divine presence."

"I, am that divine presence!"

"Encounter Buddha when a flower blooms? Wrong."

"Look up, see me!"

......

Chen Chengbi revealed the path of a martial artist to Li Guanyi, then the elder patted his shoulder, advising him to go to the Book Collection Pavilion to read books, saying, "Due to some reasons, the old man guesses that the Crown Prince will have difficulty ascending to the throne, your Aunt’s son, your younger cousin, might become the Crown Prince."

"You must protect him."

Suddenly comprehending the elder’s goodwill, Li Guanyi guessed the elder already knew about the issue with the Crown Prince, guessed that Noble Consort Xue’s son would become the Crown Prince, so he was willing to teach Li Guanyi skills. The youth bowed his head, cupped his hands, paused, and simply replied:

"I will protect his life."

Chen Chengbi thought nothing more of this statement.

He patted Li Guanyi on the shoulder. The young man turned and headed to the Book Collection Pavilion. After verifying his identity, he entered. Inside, some imperial family members quieted down when Li Guanyi entered.

Clad in a scarlet robe, a White Jade Buckle at his waist.

If at fifty years old he appeared thus, he was merely an aging man.

But at fifteen, truly a young man of nobility, formidable to the future.

Ordinary royal family members in the presence of such a distinguished official generally felt short of breath. Following the elder’s advice, Li Guanyi found that particular technique, and seeing no one around, he recalled the words of Princess Chen Qingyan and focused his attention on the bookshelf.

Gradually, Li Guanyi felt the bookshelf emitting a faint glow.

His Primordial Spirit suddenly became active, naturally following the Cultivation Technique his Aunt had taught him, and began to transform. After circulating the Cultivation Technique his Aunt had taught, ripples appeared in the void, the bookshelf seemed to light up, then characters appeared.

[I am Chen Qingyan, before parting, Lady Murong revealed to me the Murong Family’s Cultivation Technique, so using the Jiangnan Misty Rain Twelve Layers as a guide, I leave this message here, this cultivation passed down generation to generation, the coming individual should be a descendant of the Murong Family, perhaps, that child...]

[I leave this message on behalf of Taiping Duke]

[Herein are the real names of Taiping Duke’s old commanders]

[And Taiping Duke’s secret command for contact amongst his twenty-four commanders]

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