"Divine Sword Hall sounds very powerful..."

Li Mu was extremely curious, and in the end he couldn't help it, so he had to lower his voice desperately and asked Hou Ruofang carefully: "Brother Hou, I heard that there are many sects in the Central Plains, I wonder if this is the case?"

Hou Ruofang shook the folding fan lightly, admiring the green bamboo in the drizzle. Hearing this, he glanced at Li Mu in surprise, and responded casually: "Yes, it's true. All the sects in other places in Da Chu are probably not as many as those in the Central Plains. However, most of the sects in the Central Plains are in the form of gangs. There are not many sects that are passed down from master to disciple, and there are not many sects that have been successively father and son."

"So that's how it is."

Li Mu nodded secretly and continued to ask: "Brother Hou, why does this happen? Is it because the forces in the Central Plains are relatively scattered?"

Hou Ruofang nodded slightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "What my brother said is not bad, and this is one of the reasons."

Speaking of this, Hou Ruofang suddenly stopped. After a moment of hesitation, he smiled hoarsely and continued: "Since the Central Plains is actually under the control of the Jing family royal family, there is no strong Jianghu forces. Instead, these small sects have room to survive, which will lead to the current situation of many sects.

Of course, the Central Plains land area is vast, most of which belong to plains. In addition, there are two major water systems of Canglan River and Wei River that run across it. The land utilization rate is extremely high, even more than ten times that of our southern Chu. Therefore, it has a large population, many cities, and villages and towns, with a large number far exceeding that of other areas.

Although it seems on the map that the Central Plains are similar to our Chunan, East China Sea, and Jiangnan, but in fact, the population of these places is probably not even half of the Central Plains, which is one of the main reasons for the large number of Central Plains."

Li Mu was a little shocked and a little disbelief, and asked tentatively: "Brother Hou, is there really as many cities in the Central Plains as you said? Then there are not too many cities like Yunyang City, right?"

"Hahaha……"

Hou Ruofang couldn't help laughing out loud. It happened that Dr. Tea poured tea for Xiao Biyu, so he waved to him and Li Mu's tea cups, and also filled them with tea.

Then he picked it up and took a sip, then sighed softly and said, "Brother, brother, what's the point of telling me that you are good? Uncle jade is full of gold, and has not been carved? Or is it just a worm in summer, and it's not a word for ice? If you can really find a good master, your future is unlimited."

Li Mu was puzzled and had to smile a few times, but Hou Ruofang continued, "Brother, you look down on Yunyang City too much. Although the Central Plains are as numerous as Yunyang City, it is reasonable to call them. You should have heard of Yingjing, the capital, right? I'm afraid that only one Yingjing can compare with hundreds of dozen Yunyang cities."

"Hundreds of Yunyang City? How big is that?" Li Mu felt that his mind was not enough. He tried his best to imagine it. Finally, he could barely expand Yunyang City in his mind, presenting an extremely amazing picture.

Hou Ruofang looked at Li Mu who was thinking hard, and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother, don't think about these things first. It's useless if you think about it. Even if you splice a hundred Yunyang cities together, you can't combine one Yingjing.

The prosperity and beauty there are no words you use, but you can’t describe the situation. No matter what kind of words you have ever seen, no matter how you think about it, you can’t imagine the world of flowers in the world of nine and three cities.”

Li Mu couldn't help but feel silent. He recalled the vast northern scenery he had flew into the sky for some time ago and saw in the air. They all actually existed. The scattered square grids must be the large city in the Central Plains, and the largest of them must be the location of Yingjing, the capital of the Great Chu.

"I really want to go there and take a look. Even if I just take a look, it will be a comfort to my whole life."

Li Mu thought silently, and his heart suddenly felt a sense of melancholy. He didn't know whether he left his hometown this time, whether he would do his best to travel around the world, taking the gentle and beautiful heroes of the world to see the prosperity and beauty of the world, or whether he did nothing. In the end, he buried his bones in the desolate grass, letting the wind, sun, and rain, without anyone paying attention to it.

It is said that the human mind is the most vast and boundless existence, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Although Li Mu is lucky than most people and has barely seen the vastness of the world, the mysterious feeling, after all, is not real enough, will create a psychological resistance that makes people unable to easily accept and integrate into it.

Even though the scenery like myths and legends still shocked Li Mu's soul and made him feel extremely curious about the world he lives in, in fact, he was still full of hesitation, worried that what he saw was just the hallucination of that moment.

No matter what, he is just a child from a mountain village, a young man who was forced to leave his hometown and walked out of Lianshan Town for the first time. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a frog in the well. How could he know that the world of Da Chu is so prosperous?

Today was a coincidence. Before he knew it, Hou Ruofang was describing to Li Mu how wide the sea is and how vast the sky is. Finally, Li Mu accepted from the bottom of his heart that there were too many wonderful and beautiful things in the world he lived in, waiting for him to discover and appreciate.

Hou Ruofang glanced at Li Mu who was thinking, and said softly meaningfully: "The country has thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the city has nine gates. If you don't see the strong imperial residence, how can you know the emperor's supreme (Luo Binwang). If you want to go out to see it, you can understand this kind of mood for me, but the premise is that you have to learn articles and martial arts first. Only by going to the capital can you have a foothold and make a difference."

Li Mu came back from his thoughts and nodded vigorously, "Thank you for your teachings. After entering the escort agency, I will definitely work hard to practice literature and martial arts, and live up to my high expectations. But I am just stupid, I am afraid that I will have to bother with you in many ways at that time."

A trace of cunning flashed in Hou Ruofang's eyes, as if he had been seeing the fat chicken fox. He said happily: "Haha, it's okay, it's okay. I dare not boast about anything else for my brother, but I am not inferior to others when I drink, talk about the past and the present, and recite poems and essays. If my brother is interested, whenever I encounter any unknown thing, I will ask about my brother."

After saying that, he took another sip of tea and without waiting for Li Mu to speak, he continued: "Actually, I just wanted to tell my brother that Old Tulu also has a hobby, that is, he likes my poems and songs very much, and he respects scholars very much. Just look at your position in the escort agency and you will know what's going on."

Li Mu's lips twitched for a moment, and he couldn't make a sound for a while. Finally, he asked helplessly: "Brother means, let me write a poem for senior Tuluo to correct it. Then, when he is happy, he will accept me as his apprentice?"

"Although it's not too far."

Hou Ruofang laughed thief and said mysteriously: "Actually, I know that it would be a bit embarrassing to let me write poems and write lyrics now. But have you said a few verses just now? That is one of the most distant poems that I have heard in my life. If you write them down, you can directly show them to Lao Tuluo. Don't say if they wrote them yourself, maybe it's almost done."

"But Brother Hou, that's really not what I wrote."

Li Mu scratched his head, feeling something was wrong, so hesitated and said, "I heard from Mr. Xilou that it is understandable to learn from or quote other people's words, but directly plagiarizing other people's articles is a shameless act, which is not advisable.

Besides, the wise men said: Everyone has compassion; everyone has shame and disgust; everyone has respect; everyone has right and wrong. If I want to learn from my master, I will shamelessly steal other people's poems and deceive my future master. Wouldn't I have no shame and disgust, respectful and right and wrong? Then it will become..."

Hou Ruofang looked at Li Mu lightly, and saw that Li Mu's face was flushed. Although he was stuttering, he became more and more determined. An inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and suddenly said coldly: "What do you mean is that if you instigate me like this, is it better than a pig or a dog?"

"No, I definitely don't have this intention." Li Mu immediately shook his head and denied it, saying with a firm look on his face, "I am also in a state of confusion. The reason I said it now is because I feel that my brother treats me sincerely, so I just want to ask my brother for advice."

Hou Ruofang breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the misty horizon, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was saying to Li Mu: "Since my brother has this determination, we... well, I, Hou Ruofang, will definitely do my best to help you realize your wish. I hope the decision I made today is correct."

After saying that, he turned to look at Li Mu, and ignored Li Mu's expression of wanting to speak but stopping, and said to himself: "Okay, brother, let's not discuss these things for now. Anyway, your martial arts practice will be covered by Brother Wei. Even if Old Tuluo doesn't accept you as his disciple, I will naturally find another way to ensure that my brother can get what he wants."

Li Mu was helpless and had to say respectfully: "Yes, thank you for your concern, brother."

Hou Ruofang smiled, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said with a teasing voice: "Brother, you just asked me about the Central Plains on a whim. Is it just a whim? There are no other questions you want to ask me?"

Li Mu couldn't help but look embarrassed and said with a smirk: "Brother, can you even see this?"

Hou Ruofang raised a finger and shook it, saying disdainfully: "At your level, you want to ask everything you want to write it on your face. If I can't even see this, how can I still be in the world? Tell me, do you want to ask about the Iron Gun Alliance? Or do you want to have some other sects in the Central Plains, such as the Divine Sword Hall?"

Li Mu nodded, looked surprised and whispered: "That's true, I want to ask whether the Divine Sword Hall and Iron Spear Alliance in the Central Plains are both very powerful sects?"

Hou Ruofang glanced at Niu Dahai's direction and said lightly: "That's natural. The Iron Spear Alliance and the Divine Sword Hall are both the largest gang organization in the Central Plains. They can be regarded as a two-strong co-star, and no one can do anything to each other. But since the death of Xiao Yuehan, the leader of the Iron Spear Alliance, the momentum of the Iron Spear Alliance has been much worse than before."

Li Mu couldn't figure it out and frowned and asked, "Is Xiao Yuehan very powerful? Can you decide the momentum of the Iron Spear Alliance by one person? How about it compared to the old senior Tuluo?"

"Old Tulu? Okay, then Old Tulu." Hou Ruofang curled his lips and said irresistibly, "Come thirty or fifty old Tulus, maybe they can fight Xiao Yuehan to lose both sides. This has to be based on Xiao Yuehan's move and standing on the spot to fight to the death."

Li Mu couldn't help but open his mouth wide and said with disbelief: "No way? This...this..."

Hou Ruofang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm very disappointed, right? But that's the truth. You have to understand that Xiao Yuehan is a master with all his best skills in the world, and Old Tuluo is just an ordinary master in the world. The gap between the two cannot be calculated in the Tao."

Li Mu was not disappointed, just a little surprised. He rubbed his nose and muttered in a low voice: "Okay, ordinary masters are just ordinary masters. If you have a master, it's good for me. But after hearing what my brother said, why do I feel that the Divine Sword Hall and the Iron Spear Alliance were deliberately created by the royal family, with the purpose of letting the Central Plains fight each other and preventing the only one from the dominant tool?"

Hou Ruofang looked at Li Mu in surprise and said with a smile: "It's okay for a good brother to think this way. Anyway, there are quite a few hidden tricks between the court and the world. But if you want to become a tool in the hands of the royal family, not everyone can be qualified."

"Your uncle, if you want to be exploited, you have to compete for qualifications..."

Li Mu smiled bitterly and looked at Xiao Biyu again. Seeing that the other party was about to stand up, he gave Hou Ruofang a wink and said, "Brother Hou, then this Xiao Biyu Young Leader, since he is Xiao Yuehan's son, his martial arts should be considered very powerful, right? Are you not qualified to be used?"
Chapter completed!