"Break Six Han Balin?"
Li Yan furrowed his brows. "Who is he?"
The na sounded strange, not like a native of the Central Plains.
He turned to Zhang Xiaoshan, but the old man simply shook his head. "Why are you looking at ? I don’t know him either."
The monk from the Law Enforcent Hall brought his palms together and explained, "That man was the leader of the rebels in the Six Fortresses during the ti of Tuoba Beiwei."
At this, Li Yan suddenly understood.
During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Emperor Xiaowen of Northern Wei moved the capital to Luoyang and changed his surna to "Yuan," fully implenting Sinicization.
As a result, the political and economic status of the military and civilians in the Six Fortresses area sharply declined, coupled with the later corruption of the court of Northern Wei, leading to large-scale rebellions.
Although they were jointly suppressed by the court of Northern Wei and the Rouran Khanate, these also laid hidden dangers for the collapse of the Northern Wei regi.
Thinking of this, Li Yan found it strange, "Why would Break Six Han Balin co to Ezhou?"
Ezhou, after all, was in the region of the Six Fortresses in Youzhou.
At that ti, those who rose up included the Xianbei as well as peoples like the Gaoche, Xiongnu, Di, and Qiang.
It was indeed strange that he had traveled such a long distance.
The monk from Law Enforcent Hall’s face turned awkward, but after a brief silence, he still spoke, "After the Six Fortresses uprising failed, Break Six Han Balin disappeared without a trace. So said he was killed by a Rouran master."
"But in fact, he had entered the Buddhist sect and was in seclusion at the Longn Grottoes. We also had not expected him to reappear..."
"I see."
Li Yan suddenly realized but didn’t say much more.
That era of the Northern and Southern Dynasties was rather special; within the Mystical Sect, both the Buddhist and Taoist practices were rapidly developing.
"The Southern Dynasties have four hundred and eighty temples amid myriad towers and misty rains." That was the era being described.
In his past life, he had read about there being over three thousand temples and more than eighty thousand monks and nuns in the Southern Dynasties region. The Northern Dynasties had an even more astonishing number, with about two million monks and nuns and over thirty thousand temples.
And in Taoism, with Kou Qianzhi in the north and Lu Jingxiu in the south, reforms were being made, laying the foundation for what was preceded by the Taixuan Orthodox Sect.
Of course, the two sides also fought incessantly, with the most famous conflict being the "Laozi converting the barbarians" dispute.
In that era, both had their fair share of dark histories.
Li Yan didn’t want to delve deeper but instead asked, "Now that we’ve found the cause, what does the Law Enforcent Hall plan to do?"
The Martial Monk brought his palms together and said, "Brother Cheng Jue ntioned that this news ca suddenly, probably related to a demon, wanting to use us to deal with Break Six Han Balin."
"This person is critically important and able to perform ’return to life’ and enter the Buddhist Tao. He must possess so unique treasures. If we can capture him, we can fully understand the demon’s plots."
"He has a close relationship with the Tian Family and might go to et them. Young Hero Li, if you encounter him, make sure to clarify the reasons."
Li Yan nodded. "Of course."
His expression was calm, but his heart tightened.
The wisdom of the Buddhist wasn’t lacking indeed, deducing many things from a bit of information.
They might have guessed that he had kept this information hidden for the Tian Family, thus ntioning it directly to keep him alert.
After the Martial Monk from the Law Enforcent Hall passed on the ssage, he quickly left.
Watching the figure leaving, Li Yan also shook his head slightly.
He had promised the Tian Family, and naturally, he wouldn’t go back on his word, but if the other party actively sought him out, so things had to be done.
There was also this Break Six Han Balin.
His relationship with those demons, most likely, wasn’t so simple...
...
Although this unexpected situation had arisen, the martial arts tournant wasn’t over yet, so Li Yan, staying on the mountain, just continued doing what he needed to do.
"Third round, Li Yan from Guanzhong, Xicai Sect!"
As the Chamber of Comrce officer shouted, Li Yan leaped onto the stage.
Nurous gazes from below observed him, many complex.
When Li Yan arrived in Wuchang, his reputation had preceded him; so didn’t want to provoke him, but many others were skeptical, similar to the thoughts of the Flower Snake, Yang Yun.
After all, he was too young and unaffiliated with any sect.
In this era, unaffiliated loose cultivators, capable of making a significant impact, were few and far between. Even with talent, they could be hindered by the lack of cultivation techniques and resources.
Just like the earlier Flower Snake, Yang Yun.
After his death, so of his past ca to light.
He was indeed wise, but though born in the Snake Sect, he belonged to a small family, moving through the pugilistic world, often looked down upon, and his actions gradually turned radical toward an evil path.
But today’s Li Yan was radiant.
From now on, no one would question his strength and reputation.
The reason was simple, the Thunder Technique!
The status of Thunder Technique within the Mystical Sect was unmistakable.
Those who mastered the Thunder Technique were not ordinary!
Moreover, many well-known individuals from the pugilistic world present realized that Li Yan had achieved Force Transformation.
With such age, such Dao and qualifications, if soone still underestimated him, they were truly blind.
So, the next day at the arena, before he even entered the ring, his opponent conceded, not wanting to waste energy on him.
But this ti, the Xicai Sect hadn’t backed down.
Li Yan looked forward with so anticipation.
Soon, an old man jumped onto the stage, dressed in coarse clothes with his head wrapped in a white cloth, hunched and skinny, with a large smoking pipe tucked behind his waist.
The old man chuckled and greeted, "Xicai Sect, Qin Gulu."
The opponent was courteous, and Li Yan, naturally not arrogant, also respectfully returned the greeting, "From Guanzhong, Li Yan."
The old man glanced around and smiled, "Young Hero Li is skilled, and we who live by the pugilistic world are no match."
"But as the saying goes, lose the battle but not the honor. The Xicai Sect has already lost two rounds; if this old man didn’t even dare to fight, that would be a real joke."
"Just so tricks, to seek so guidance from Young Hero Li."
Saying this, he pulled out the large smoking pipe from his waist and then took out a delicate pouch from his pocket, filled it with so tobacco.
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