Chapter 1: Tribute

It's late autumn. There are flowers and brocades in Jinling City, which are very popular, and there is an endless stream of literati and warriors. The golden autumn fruit outside the city is a derivative of everything.

This Jinling City is the national capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Great Zhou Dynasty has been established for more than 1,300 years. After 27 emperors, the territory has been continuously expanded. It starts from the Wumeng Desert in the west, the cliff-free sea in the east, the Yunhu grassland in the north, and 100,000 mountains in the south. The area is not more than ten thousand miles wide. It is located in the middle of the land of Shenzhou and is known as the middle soil. The kingdom of heaven.

Today, Ji Ruohai, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, ascended the throne at the age of 16 and lasted for 20 years. It was the peak of spring and autumn. Today, the Zhou Dynasty is also in the ascending sun, and hundreds of countries are subdued. Every autumn, there is an endless stream of messengers to pay tribute from the ministers.

Zhengyang Gate is the first of the nine gates in Jinling City. The pilgrim envoys entered from Zhengyang Gate, walked Zhuque Street, and waited for the front hall to wait for the emperor to meet.

At this time, outside the Zhengyang Gate, there were more than thousands of carriages pulling tributes, silk and satin, rare birds and beasts, and rare treasures, piled up together and discharged for a hundred miles.

In addition to the Zhengyang Gate, in addition to the inspector's non-commissioned officers and the officials who received the envoys, there was also a 40-year-old man patrolling among the tribute messengers, as if looking for someone. From morning to night, it took three days for the tribute carriage to finish. It was not until the last carriage entered Zhengyang Gate that the big man did not find the person he was looking for and left disappointed.

Outside Jinling City, in the north of the city, in a small courtyard, a young man dressed in a short shirt was punching.

"Qinglong Exploration Claw"

"See the sun by dialing the clouds"

The simple dragon fist was actually beaten by this teenager, and there was a faint sound of dragon singing, which was quite imposing.

The courtyard door opened gently, and a man came in. It was a big man looking for someone outside Zhengyang Gate. The big man stood with his hands down, with a rather depressed expression.

"Uncle Liu, is there still no?" The teenager recovered his fist and looked back and asked.

"Young master, there is still no." The big man shook his head and bowed to answer. It seemed to be the teenager's servant.

The teenager is about 15 years old, with beautiful eyebrows, surnamed Murong, and a single name. Murong is the surname Hu and the national surname of Nanyan on the Yunhu grassland. The young man is the son of the king of Ning in the Southern Yan Kingdom. The king of Ning is the younger brother of Murong Kong, the lord of the State of Nanyan. Because the lord of Nanyan has no children, he was appointed as the crown prince and the next lord of the country.

Murong Chong was made by Shen, the concubine of King Ning. Three years ago, Nan Yan submitted to the Zhou Dynasty, and he came to Jinling City as a proton.

I have been in a foreign country for three years, but I haven't received a word from my domestic family. Murong Chong must be young. Together with his homesickness, his eyes are a little red.

Returning to the room, he took out his mother's spiritual card, worshipped, and kowtowed a few more heads to the north.

Since the death of his mother, his father became more and more cold to himself.

His mother is a woman brought back by the king of Ning when he patrols the grassland. Some people say that she is the daughter of a tribal patriarch on the grassland, but she does not have the unique rugged atmosphere of the grassland woman. She is like a southern woman. She is gentle and graceful, elegant and beautiful. She is regarded by the king of Ning as a treasure in her hand. She also loves him as a concubine, but since he was eight years old. In the year, after his mother died of a strange illness, his father's temperament changed greatly. He either scolded him or ignored him. Coupled with the jealousy of Princess Ning and the bullying of his two brothers, Murong Chong's status in the royal palace was not even as good as his servants.

Three years ago, Nan Yan submitted to Dazhou and selected protons from the sons of Prince Wang. Ning did not hesitate to push him out and sent him to Jinling.

"That's all, Uncle Liu. When my mother was there, there were still people in the royal palace who could think of me. Now it seems that no one remembers me."

Murong Chong stood up. In a few days, it will be the anniversary of his mother's death. In a foreign country, he can't go to the grave for his mother. He can only go to the temple outside the city to light a long light for his mother to express his thoughts.

"Young master," a maid came in. She was in her twenties and beautiful. She came forward and said, "There is a message from the school palace, saying that the pilgrimage of hundreds of countries should not be missed. In recent days, the doctors and officers in the school palace are busy with the pilgrimage ceremony. They have no time to teach and take a ten days off from school."

In the school palace established by the imperial court, the retired literary ministers teach the way of Confucianism, the three meanings of etiquette, virtue and people's governance. The princes and children of Jinling City mostly accept Confucian teachings in the school. In order to show the power of the Shangguo, the Great Zhou Dynasty arranged the protons sent by various countries to study in the school palace.

The maid's name is Yingxiang. She was originally a servant of the Ningwang Mansion. Since Murong Chong's mother married into the royal palace, she has become the close maidservant of the side princess. After Shen's death, her life in the royal palace was not easy, so she came to Dazhou with Murong Chong.

And the big man Liu Wei was the bodyguard of the royal palace. In his early years, he was also born in the army. He once received great kindness from the Shen family and volunteered to go to a foreign country with his little master.

"Well, that's good. The tenth day of September is the anniversary of my mother's death. I'll go to the Changming lamp of the temple outside the city to accompany me for a few days."

"Yes, Yingxiang is going to prepare." The maid answered.

The next day, Liu Wei and Murong rushed out of Jinling City and walked to Luoyan Mountain. Because they went to the temple, they still needed to stay for a few days. It was quite inconvenient to bring female guests, so they did not bring Yingxiang.

The Zhou Dynasty was not very strict about the protons of these subjects. They only needed to report to the professional diplomatic service on the first and fifteenth day of each month, and even the court issued five silver cakes every month for daily expenses.

Luoyan Mountain is in the west of Jinling City, with a radius of more than 40 miles. The mountain is not high, but the trees are lush and there are many strange rocks. There are several ancient temples on the mountain. Although they are dilapidated, some monks refuse to leave.

There are dense trees on both sides of the road. Although there are no big beasts in the mountains, there are often fox jackals. Occasionally, you can see one or two wild trees passing by, and there are also some traces left by wolves and foxes on the mountain road.

In the afternoon, Murong Chong and the three of them came to Wankong Temple. In the first year of Jinling City, he lit a bright lamp for his mother in Wankong Temple. For nearly three years, the temple became more and more dilapidated. Other monks had already dispersed. Only one old host stayed here, cleaning the Buddha statue and adding some lamp oil every day.

Since the Great Zhou Dynasty established itself, it has always attached importance to Taoism and despised Buddhism. About 300 years ago, there was a genius in Buddhism. The name of Buddhism was Zhitong. This Zhitong master was not good at Buddhism, but he was good at martial arts. His cultivation was unfathomable, which also nourished his ambition. Unexpectedly, he drove the whole Buddhism with his own strength. The authority of the Zhou Dynasty, the Great Zhou Dynasty sent out an army, and even used the power of Taizu Pavilion to calm down the chaos, but it was also greatly damaged, and it took a hundred years to recover.

Since that chaos, the imperial court has been more strict in suppressing Buddhism, confiscating temple property, prohibiting monks from practicing martial arts, and forcing most of the monks to return to vulgarity. Tens of millions of monks of the Great Zhou Dynasty have been implicated. Most of them are scattered among the people or far away from the mountains and forests, and only a small number of them still stick to the letter in their hearts. I don't want to leave.

At the foot of the emperor near Jinling City, there are only a few crumbling temples in such deep mountains. However, my mother believes in Buddhism and never eats meat or kills. Therefore, Murong Chong lit a Changming lamp for his mother in this Wankong Temple for the Changsheng brand.

Looking at the old Buddha statue, Murong Chong sighed in his heart: "This Wankong Temple is dilapidated year by year. In about a few more years, it is really empty."

Murong Chong took out the yellow paper and incense candles he bought, worshipped his mother, wiped off the floating dust on the Changsheng card, added some lamp oil to the Changming lamp, and gave the old host two silver cakes as incense money. It was getting late, and the master and servant lived in the temple.

An autumn rain and a cold, and the autumn wind has come up outside. There is a dead leaf in the courtyard of the temple, which is rustling. The walls of the temple are also leaking everywhere. Although the autumn is cool, there is also a trace of desolation.

After burning some charcoal fire in the room, the two fell asleep. Because they were accompanied by their mother's long life card, although the conditions were difficult, they slept particularly sweetly.

Early the next morning, Murong Chong got up. The chill in the mountain was far heavier than that of Jinling City. Seeing that Liu Wei had not yet got up, Murong Chong took off his coat and punched Longxing in the yard.

This set of dragon boxing was taught to himself by his father when he was a child. King Ning is not a leisurely prince in Nanyan. On the grassland, as a crown prince, he has no tough means and extraordinary martial arts, which can't deter all races. The Murong family in Nanyan has been established for 500 years. It has a family background. The martial arts handed down is also a first-class superior skill. The king of Ning is talented and intelligent, and his martial arts has entered the realm of transformation. He is known as the three martial arts saints on the grassland, together with the grassland flying eagle Sikong sword and Mo Saibei, the general who protects the country.

Longxingquan and Huxingquan are Murong's basic boxing skills. Tiger from the wind, Long from the cloud, Huxingquan, and Longxingquan are the first entry-level practice of martial arts.

Martial arts practice is divided into seven levels:

The first level, introduction: the initial completion of internal power, the connection of external forces, and the heart moves at will.

Second level, vitality: internal and external integration, gasification, solid Peiyuan.

The third level, true qi: external protection, internal nine orifices, true element integration.

Level 4, congenital: turn the later naive spirit into the congenital naive spirit, and peep at the fate for the first time.

Level 5, psychic: true primordial spirit, five elements are combined, and magical power is cultivated.

The sixth level, breaking martial arts: breaking and standing, martial arts universe, and refining to the realm of breaking martial arts can be called a master

Level 7, God refining: The realm of the master is spiritual practice, refining gas into gods, and the true qi of the whole body is condensed, just like the essence, which can be changed.

After the great success of the realm of refining gods, it is said that you can also enter the Tao with martial arts, peep into the three souls of heaven and earth, and step into the realm of divine souls, so as to call for wind and rain and enjoy the secret of long life.

The introduction is mainly to boil the body and lay the foundation for future practice. When I was a child, when my mother was still alive, my father used a lot of precious medicinal herbs on him, taking it internally and externally, solidifying the original Peiyuan, and the foundation was extremely deep.

He began to practice martial arts at the age of seven. He practiced Hu Xingquan for three years, and Long Xingquan for four years. This introductory kung fu has long been perfect and has cultivated his vitality. However, the Yuanqi martial arts he practiced is just the qi refining skills that Liu Wei got in the army in his early years. It is just an ordinary martial arts. Yuanqi is raised. The rise is extremely slow. In addition to practicing qi refining, you can only keep hitting tiger boxing and dragon boxing, from the outside to the inside, and strengthening the inside.

After a punch, a lot of sweat came out of my body, but it was also refreshing. I remember that when I was a child, my father cared for me and taught me martial arts enlightenment with my own hands. I always took a little time to teach martial arts every day, but since my mother's death, I have never cared about myself.

After thinking for a long time, I sighed, got a basin of water, washed and turned over, and walked out of the temple.