Cyber Daming

Zhang Fengyue never deliberately concealed his whereabouts from the beginning.

In this game, the position he chose for himself from the beginning was the bait.

So he didn't care that Zhang Xiji was rushing to his location.

All this was planned, but at this moment, there was no joy in Zhang Fengyue's heart.

He considered that the North Zhili Zhu Family Club would contribute to this matter, and also suspected that Zhan Shun's men had the Dream Master Rules to lock him through Huang Liang, and even included the people around Li Jun and the merchant laws at his disposal.

But among the many possibilities of betraying himself, the last thing he wanted to see was the scene in front of him.

"Jinxun, why is this happening?"

There was no anger in the old man's voice, only a lingering pain.

"You should know that even if you don't do this today, Zhang Xiji will still be here. Why would you risk your life?"

Zhang Fengyue frowned and leaned forward slightly while sitting in the chair, looking intently at Liu Jinxun who was kneeling on the ground.

"Even if you suspect that I have other false identities, you have clearly determined that I am a master. Why don't you leave? Why do you tell me what you have done? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? you?"

There were three questions in succession, each one more confusing than the last, and each one more serious than the last.

He didn't understand why Liu Jinxun did this. If it was just to gain glory by betraying him, then the other party should have fled Jinling long ago after the news came out.

But now Liu Jinxun has no intention of escaping, but has already put his own life and death aside.

Zhang Fengyue's eyes trembled, unwilling or unwilling to admit the only possibility.

Is that really all for that?

"In your heart, do students' lives matter?"

A fleeting smile of satisfaction appeared on Liu Jinxun's lips.

"But I don't think it's important."

Liu Jinxun asked and answered himself, looked at Zhang Fengyue and asked: "Teacher, do you still remember the first class you taught us when we were at Xindonglin Academy?"

Seeing the calmness on Liu Jinxun's face, Zhang Fengyue's eyes suddenly dimmed.

"You told us that a person who studies can only learn the Tao in the morning and die in the evening. I have adopted the 'Preface to the Great Confucianism' you conceived as a lifelong ideal. I have heard the Tao I seek. So it is just a life, how can it be worth it? Is there anything you can’t let go of?”

Zhang Fengyue's lips moved, but he stopped talking. He slapped his right hand heavily on the armrest of the seat and let out a long sigh.

"As expected, it was me who harmed you."

"You are wrong. You did not hurt me. On the contrary, you have always been the well-deserved leader of Confucianism in my heart, but now you have fallen into a short period of confusion. So the student is recommending me to death today, just to make you wide awake."

Liu Jinxun slowly raised his hands and said in a low voice: "If you are still determined to cut off the path of Confucianism and drive history back to a thousand years ago, then the student can only choose to go with you. If there really is an underworld in this world, etc. When you get down there, even if you act like a cow or a horse, you will definitely repay your kindness in this life."

In silence, Shang Sigu had quietly stood behind Liu Jinxun, holding a sword-like ruler in his hand.

As long as Zhang Fengyue gives the order, he can immediately chop off Liu Jinxun's head.

Collaboration with the enemy and murder of a master, no matter which one is placed in the Ming Law, are unforgivable capital crimes.

"Liu Jinxun, my teacher is asking you, what do you think is the Confucian Preface?"

Zhang Fengyue closed his eyes tightly and his words were harsher than ever before.

"Use the power of sequence to select talents, use the power of education to build trust and harmony, use the ability of the six arts to support order, everyone is like a dragon, and the world is fair!"

Liu Jinxun spoke loudly and resoundingly.

"Do you think you can do it?"

"able."

"But my teacher can tell you clearly now that this is simply impossible."

Zhang Fengyue suddenly opened his eyes, as if a bit of cold light was splashed under the rain eaves.

"The emergence of the sequence is doomed to be impossible. If the power of one person is enough to defeat thousands of troops, who will be willing to listen to your etiquette, justice, benevolence, wisdom and faith?"

Liu Jinxun said without hesitation: "Eradicate the side prefaces and only respect Confucianism."

"That's just fighting violence with violence!"

"It is a sacrifice that must be made in order to realize the great harmony required by the 'Preface to Confucianism'!"

"Datong?"

Zhang Fengyue sneered, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was chewing these two words between his teeth.

"Do you know where the 'Great Harmony' in your mouth comes from? Let me tell you, it comes from an ancient poem called 'Shuo Shu'!"

"We are not only greedy rats, but also short-lived summer insects!"

Zhang Fengyue shouted angrily: "The Followers have inhuman powers, but they still only have a lifespan that is almost the same as that of ordinary people. Not many people can face the end of their lives calmly. What can be foreseen is the madness and extremeness before death. For Even if you can kill all the other sequences in order to fight for power and gain the continuation of your descendants, how can you restrain your own people?"

Zhang Fengyue shook his head and said: "The result is not that everyone is like a dragon, but that everyone has the power to slay dragons and competes to become a dragon."

"The road that has not been taken by predecessors is destined to be full of thorns. But students believe that there will be a solution."

Facing Liu Jinxun's unwavering enthusiasm, Zhang Fengyue felt helpless.

"Jinxun, if people in Confucianism in the future can really have inhuman power and inhuman destiny at the same time, what do you think they will become? It is not the same as the 'gods' that Zhan Shun and Zhang Xiji aspire to be. What's the difference?"

"teacher"

Liu Jinxun lowered his eyes and said slowly: "If it is really necessary for Confucianism to become a god, why not?"

"If you use God to rule people, how can you achieve the justice of the world that you want?"

Zhang Fengyue slowed down his tone and asked softly: "Now can you understand why I gave up the 'Preface to the Great Confucianism'? Because from the beginning to the end, it is not for the people at all, but for myself. It is not a good strategy for governing the world, but The cause of troubled times."

"No."

A sonorous and powerful answer made all the old man's advice useless.

Liu Jinxun looked determined and said every word: "A master is a teacher, and a master is a god!"

Boom!

In the distant sky, night billows.

Starlight hung high in the sky, and the bright light outlined the shadow of a huge mountain peak.

Black and red thunder flashed back and forth, and deafening roars came and went.

"Okay, okay"

The old man raised his head and sighed: "I think I, Zhang Fengyue, have been most passionate about teaching and educating people in my life. I thought I was doing a good job, but in the end I just misled my students and killed my own students."

"Please teacher, please help me."

Liu Jinxun raised his folded hands to his forehead, bent down and kowtowed.

Zheng!

The trembling ruler fell on his shoulder, but the Wufeng ruler's body was cut with little scarlet.

"The master kills the disciple, the father kills the son. Tsk tsk tsk, Zhang Fengyue, you have been pretending to be a hypocritical saint all your life, and finally your true colors have been revealed!"

A pillar of skylight suddenly fell into the courtyard, condensing the figure of the Taoist priest with white hair and childish face.

"Liu Jinxun, don't worry. I promised Zhan Shun that I will protect you today. Your teacher can't kill you."

"snort!"

Shang Sigu snorted coldly, but before he could make any move, a surging and powerful spiritual thought hit his side.

clang!

Shang Si Gukankan was blocked in front of him by Hengchi, and was immediately thrown away, smashing into pieces a section of the courtyard wall in the distance.

"Even the Confucian order no longer obeys the so-called law. Your legal order has no longer any need to exist."

Zhang Xiji laughed loudly. The scene in front of him and Zhang Fengyue's livid face made him feel extremely happy.

"Do you feel that your face is dull? Hahahaha, Zhang Fengyue, from the moment you tried to cut off the sequence, you were destined to betray your family and friends sooner or later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky above the courtyard changed.

A huge flying sword hung upside down from the sky, and white light condensed on the tip of the sword.

"We haven't seen each other for decades. Can an old guy like you still stand up now?"

Zhang Xiji looked at the old man with his head hanging under the eaves, and tapped the sword finger of his right hand.

The sword energy fell through, and the dazzling white light dispersed the black.

But he saw a black and red electric light coming across, knocking the thick sword energy into the air and exploding.

boom!

"It's really haunting!"

Zhang Xiji cursed lowly and disappeared from the place as if teleporting.

The next moment, a fist hit the place where he was standing. The ground shook, the house collapsed, and the raging impact leveled a ten-foot radius to the ground.

Liu Jinxun knelt still and allowed the falling bricks and dust to fall on him.

Zhang Fengyue also didn't move at all while sitting in his chair, but the countless wreckage that collapsed seemed to consciously avoid his position, as if he didn't dare to disturb him in the slightest.

"Zhang Xiji, we haven't finished the fight yet, why are you anxious?"

In the dust and smoke, Li Jun stood in armor, swallowing the essence of his lungs and organs with his mouth and nose. His sharp energy and collapse energy were condensed in his hands, like holding a sword and a shield.

Zhang Xiji's figure condensed out again, floating in the air, with a giant sword and a mountain hovering behind him, and incense spreading like a thick fog at his feet. Countless devout Taoists could be vaguely seen among them, leaning down to worship him. , the sound is like a roar.

The souls of fanatical faith floated into the sky and gathered in front of the tip of the giant sword.

"It's so fucking noisy!"

Li Jun spat in disgust, his whole body tensed up, and the soles of his feet crushed the earth and rocks and sank into the ground.

"Zhang Xiji, what did you say just now?"

Suddenly, an old and cold voice suddenly sounded behind Li Jun.

At the same time, the sword energy that had been fully charged under the sky roared down.

But the next scene made Li Jun, who was about to rush up, suddenly freeze in place.

I saw that the sword energy light beam that filled the sky with no possibility of any bends actually deflected on its own, drawing strange arcs. It's as if someone is holding a pen and swiping it in the air. The brush strokes are pointing to the floating mountain peak, Kunlun.

boom! boom! boom!

The white light dissipated and the sky filled with flames.

"He is my student. Is he worthy of you saying the word 'save'?"

The firelight reflected the Taoist's ugly face and slightly illusory figure. It seemed that the mountain peak that had been plowed by the artillery fire was closely related to his life and was seriously damaged.

"Zhang Fengyue, this Heavenly Master wants to see how long you can last with your old life!"

The Taoist's long sleeves were waving, and the number of figures continued to increase in the expanding mist. They were crowded one after another, and they could not stretch even when they were bowing.

All the vegetation and palaces were shattered by the bombardment, leaving only the rugged mountain body. The magical weapon turned around, and the muzzle of the gun was whirling like a bronze lotus.

"Xiao Ma, lend me your gun."

The armor covering his body made a clanging sound, and at the moment when the ink armor disintegrated and escaped, Li Jun suddenly looked back.

The old man had stood up without knowing when, and the disassembled parts of the black armor flowed around his thin figure like a dark stream.

"I have to trouble you again."

In Li Jun's astonished eyes, he saw the familiar red eye floating up and down in the air, nodding like a person.

"You're welcome, this is a favor I should repay."

The voice of the horse king was not as arrogant as before, but was respectful and gentle.

The scattered armor pieces regrouped, and a steel longbow with a cold and cold light fell into Zhang Fengyue's hands.

"Everyone says that I achieved the second level with 'numerical arts'. But not many people know that before this, I only regarded numerical arts as eyes, and my use was just to draw the bow and shoot arrows!"

The white hair danced wildly, sweeping in all directions.

The old man stretched his arms and drew the bow on the ground, the string opened like a full moon, and looked straight at the mountain hanging in the sky!

Collapse! Boom!

The crisp vibration of the string and the violent thunder sounded at the same time.

The dazzling beam of light gushing out of the copper lotus collided with an inconspicuous black thin line in mid-air, but was split apart without any resistance. The thin line passed through the lotus heart, pierced through the hard mountain, and went straight into the even more unreachable boundless night.

"I feel tired after shooting the bow once. It seems that I am really old."

The old man was tired, sighed softly, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Boom!

In the loud noise that penetrated the sky and the earth, this Taoist artifact that had never been used in the old and new civil wars of the Daoxu was shot and exploded by Zhang Fengyue's arrow!

The extremely violent aftermath rushed down from mid-air, blowing away Zhang Xiji's figure along with the fog that spread all around.

In the whistling wind, there was a sound of an inconspicuous weapon breaking through the air.

Shang Sigu suddenly appeared behind Zhang Fengyue, with a fierce look on his face, and the ruler in his hand chopped down the opponent's head mercilessly.

Clang!

An arm thrust forward, five fingers tightly grasped the falling ruler, and scarlet blood immediately gushed out from between the fingers.

"You"

Shang Sigu looked at the pair of eyes so close, and his heart trembled violently.

"You have been hiding in the order of law for so long, and finally you can't stand the loneliness anymore."

The shirtless warrior grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"I just don't know if your law can judge my life?"

Bang!

Li Jun kicked Shang Sigu in the chest and chased after the other's flying figure.

The longbow returned to the ink armor, and the horse king supported the old man's weak body, but was pushed away by the other party.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not going to die yet."

Zhang Fengyue walked slowly to Liu Jinxun's front, looking down at his student who was knocked down several times by the aftermath, but kept getting up and kneeling.

The head buried deep was also full of gray. Liu Jinxun was also old, so old that even his flesh and blood were about to wither, and his rank was about to fall.

But in Zhang Fengyue's eyes, he was still the dandy thorn in the Xindonglin Academy who liked to call friends and show off the most. He often had conflicts with Pei Xingjian and others because of different ideas, and fought with them until they were bruised and swollen.

Although his skin was old, his mind was still strong.

"In this regard, the teacher is not as good as you."

Zhang Fengyue sighed in his heart and suddenly kicked Liu Jinxun on the shoulder.

"You stinky boy, stand up."

The familiar tone made Liu Jinxun's heart tremble.

He looked up suddenly, and what caught his eyes was the old man's stern and loving eyes.

In a trance, Liu Jinxun felt that this scene was like himself making a mistake and being punished to kneel in the academy square.

It's just that Pei Xingjian, whom he hated the most, was missing by his side.

And the teacher who scolded him was too old.