Chapter 271: Chapter 169: The Ten Great Masters
Translator: 549690339
After they left, there were far fewer people on the square.
This conference session would last a full three days. Naturally, it was impossible to spend all that time in the square below. Otherwise, the wind, rain, and exposure to the elements would make this gathering of martial arts experts a sorry sight.
Thus, on the mountain, Ziyun had already opened up a large area for their fellow daos to wander and appreciate the scenery. Moreover, many palace halls were prepared for them to rest in when they were tired.
As for the food and drink, it was all available, of course.
In short, with Ziyun’s resources, satisfying the needs of more than a thousand people was more than sufficient.
“General Lu, there are eight scenic spots in Tianluo Mountain: Xiangbi
Mountain, Rock Terrace Moon, Hundred Crown Trees, Thousand Rock Cave, Bao Gai Facing Cloud, Jade Rock Night Moon, Mirror Flower Water Moon, and Thousand Feet Cloud Fall, all of which are wonders of the world.
Now that our meeting with Ziyun Dao master is over, why not join me in seeing the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers to appreciate the beauty of our Great Yue?”
When they reached the square and saw the sparse crowd, Yang Jing looked at Lu Yuan and warmly invited him.
Lu Yuan, of course, was happy to oblige.
He had just learned the method of breaking through Innate and was now worried about how to establish his martial arts external body, as he hadn’t figured it out yet.
Yang Jing was similarly at the peak of his strength, not far from breaking through Innate, and talking with him might give Lu some insights.
So he nodded and said, “I’ll have to trouble Lord Yang to guide me then.”
Yang Jing laughed, “Fear not, General Lu, I’ve been to Tianluo Mountain several times and have seen all the beautiful places. I won’t disappoint you.”
Finished, Yang Jing turned to the other people from the six and seven families, “I have something important to discuss with General Lu, so you all can mingle on your own for now. Don’t follow us.”
Hearing this, everyone exchanged looks, realizing that their leader had some confidential matters to talk about with Lu Yuan.
Before the impending Innate breakthrough of Yang Jing, others from the aristocratic families dared not act pompously, so they could only agree.
Even the Shangguan siblings, who were reluctant to be separated from Lu Yuan, had to relent and leave helplessly under Yang Jing’s pressure despite having a congenital father.
“General Lu, let’s go.” After arranging for the others, Yang Jing turned back with a smile and said to Lu Yuan.
“Thank you,” Lu Yuan nodded and followed him.
Yang Jing led Lu Yuan to the first scenic spot, the Thousand Feet Cloud Fall.
Not far from here, there was a cliff, a thousand feet high and shrouded in mist. A river flowed over it, falling as a magnificent waterfall, hence the name Thousand Feet Cloud Fall.
Lu Yuan and Yang Jing walked along the path toward the waterfall.
Before they even reached the place, they could hear the thunderous roar growing louder and louder. As they got closer, the sound of water crashing seemed to fill the space between heaven and earth, leaving hearts pounding.
By the time they arrived, there were already many daoists appreciating the scenery, their faces filled with awe.
The wonders of nature seen with mortal eyes were truly incredible, like a godly technique.
The spot Yang Jing had brought Lu Yuan to was secluded, farther from the waterfall but still offering a beautiful view, with less noise and fewer people.
After watching the waterfall for a while, Yang Jing turned his eyes away, still looking in front but suddenly asking, “General Lu, how do you view the current national situation?”
Ever since Yang Jing had deliberately driven away the others, Lu Yuan had known that the man must have something important to say, so he was mentally prepared.
Lu thought the matter would be some secret of Innate, or some experience of the state of mind since this was a Daoist conference. But he was somewhat stunned when Yang Jing suddenly brought up the state of the nation. Nevertheless, he recovered quickly.
Glancing at Yang Jing’s solemn face, Lu Yuan pondered, then replied, “Mountains and rivers are in decline, and chaos is frequent. The provinces are unstable, and the people are uneasy. Foreign enemies press the border, and internal unrest continues. The common people are exhausted, and the country is in poverty. The signs of a dying nation are already present.”
Having come this far in his strength, especially now that he had found his way to breaking through Innate, Lu Yuan was much less apprehensive in his heart.
Even in the face of Yang Jing, a courtier of the state, he didn’t hesitate to speak boldly of the country’s situation. After all, Yang Jing probably didn’t want to hear flattery and was aiming for something else.
‘I just don’t know if Yang Jing is representing the court or himself. But as long as I keep watching, I’m bound to find out.’ Lu Yuan thought.
At the moment, Yang Jing listened to Lu Yuan’s blunt evaluation without any anger, even showing a hint of a smile: “Indeed, General Lu is a straightforward person from the martial arts world.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Jing then became serious and said solemnly, “Yes, the current situation of the Great Yue is indeed deteriorating. Not only can you see the signs of its imminent demise, but so can we courtiers and even the Heavenly Son himself.”
However, although the country is in decline, it is not yet over for our Great Yue and the Altars of Soil and Grain. There is still hope for revival.
“General Lu, you must have heard of the two commanders of the Miao
Conquering Army, Wucheng Marquis Shangguan Ming and White Phoenix
Temple’s Holy Monk Jihui, right?”
Lu Yuan nodded, rubbing his temples, “Indeed, and the Wucheng Marquis even sent his son and daughter to train under my guidance..”
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