Cyber Daming

"Why do you want me to die?!"

A question with a trembling voice, revealing unspeakable bitterness.

Such words should not be spoken by a Taoist master like Zhang Xiji.

As the source of the new Taoist order, has he ever needed reasons and explanations from others?

But now that everything has been lost, Zhang Xiji has only this unsolvable doubt in his heart, except for a dying soul and a heart full of resentment.

Until this moment, Zhang Xiji still didn't understand what the old man in front of him wanted to do.

In the distance, Yuan Mingfei, in a white dress stained with blood, supported Li Jun, who was exhausted and fainted, and stopped Zou Sijiu with her eyes.

"You are so hesitant and dragging your feet. You can't afford to lose or win, and you can't pick it up or put it down. It's fucking ridiculous."

The horse king, who was almost dismantled into scrap metal, collapsed on the ground with his back, and a disdainful curse came out of a dim red eye.

"Not willing to accept it?"

Zhang Fengyue raised his head and looked at the slowly fading figure in front of him, and spoke softly.

"How can I accept it? If it were you, would you accept it?"

The old man asked: "No matter how unwilling you are, you are already dead, why bother to linger?"

Zhang Xiji shouted: "Then you have to die with a clear mind!"

"I have said it before, the sequence should not exist."

"Don't fool me with such words!"

Zhang Xiji's expression became ferocious, and he said angrily: "Whether it is the division of martial arts in the world or the competition among the three religions, the most between this Tianshi and you, Zhang Fengyue, is a dispute between camps, and there has never been any personal hatred! Even in the battle between the old and new Taoist order, you, the Confucian order, got a huge advantage for nothing and sat firmly on the top of the three religions. Until now, you are still perfunctory with such words to me?"

"Ah"

Zhang Fengyue sighed heavily, and the helplessness in his eyes was as if he had repeated a sentence thousands of times, but it was still not understood and accepted by others. It may even be regarded as an excuse and a lie.

"Have you found the ritual requirements for promotion to the first rank? Yes, it must be so."

Zhang Xiji suddenly realized, as if he had seen through the secret hidden in Zhang Fengyue's heart, and a touch of excitement and madness appeared on his face.

"So when the internal fighting of the new school of Taoism 'Four Mountains and One Palace' was fierce, you chose to watch coldly and did not intervene from beginning to end. The purpose was to mislead me and make me think that I was not discovered, so as to unfold your layout."

"Zhang Chongcheng, Zhang Chongyuan, Liang Gongming, Fu Li, Ge Fenghuo, you have long seen through what these people want and what they are afraid of. So instead of wasting energy to eliminate them one by one, you might as well wait for me to eliminate them all by myself."

"In this way, you can wait until all the new school inheritances are returned to Longhu, and then you can wipe out Longhu Mountain in one fell swoop, so that you can step on my corpse to ascend to the throne of God? Right?!"

Zhang Xiji's voice became louder and louder, and finally it was as sharp as a knife, piercing people's eardrums.

Yuan Mingfei heard a series of fierce questions, and her brows were slightly frowned, and the meaning of the eyes was flowing in her eyes.

Zou Sijiu's face also became a little ugly at this moment, and his messy hair began to turn red quietly from the ends of his hair.

"Sixty years of grass snakes and gray lines, a sixty years of layout and planning. Thirty years of fame and fortune, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Zhang Fengyue, you are insidious enough and indeed vicious enough!"

Zhang Xiji, who thought he had seen through the truth, lowered his head and laughed bitterly at himself. He seemed to have been relieved and accepted his failure calmly.

But there was no sign of relief in his resentment and hatred, and it became more turbulent and strong in the next moment.

"But this Tianshi sees that you are now lingering, I am afraid that you have not succeeded in breaking the order?"

Zhang Xiji suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of ridicule and sneer.

"You have worked so hard to deceive the world, and even killed your own students and disciples, but in the end, you still get nothing. Zhang Fengyue, you are hateful enough, and indeed pitiful enough."

Zhang Xiji laughed loudly: "I have given way to you, but so what? You still have no chance to go on. Sooner or later, you will be a handful of yellow earth and a pile of bones!"

But to the Taoist's surprise, in the face of such ridicule and provocation, the old man still did not show any anger on his face.

Zhang Fengyue grabbed a piece of his sleeve in his hand, carefully brushed away the dust accumulated on the broken stone steps beside him, looked at Zhang Xiji and said softly: "You are a soul that is about to travel far away, and I am a dying person with half of my body buried in the loess. There is no need to compete like this, sit down and talk."

"Still pretending, wearing a hypocritical mask day after day, you really don't feel tired. Well, this Tianshi wants to see what else you can say!"

Zhang Xiji snorted coldly, and the illusory figure fell beside the old man like a breeze.

Amid this desolate ruins, under a dilapidated eaves, the source of the Confucian and Taoist order sat side by side.

Yuan Mingfei, the source of the Buddhist order, stood in the distance and watched this scene, with an indescribable feeling in her heart.

The three religions that were once glorious are now like the dark sky above their heads, which is about to be broken by a ray of light jumping from the shoulders of the distant mountains.

"Zhang Xiji, in your opinion, everything I do is for my own selfish desires. But I want to ask you, why do I have to do it for myself?"

"If not for myself, who else can I do it for?"

Zhang Xiji sneered, and said jokingly: "Is it for the people of the world?"

"Yes, for the people of the world."

Zhang Fengyue nodded gently, his expression was extremely serious.

"You Confucian scholars have been wearing this skin of serving the people, and you will never be able to pull it off for the rest of your life. Even you are the same. From the oldest to the youngest, everyone is a hypocrite."

Zhang Xiji's shoulders did not move, but his head suddenly turned to the right, staring directly at the old man, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

"Zhang Fengyue, if you were to kill me to break into Preface 1, I would be convinced to the death. But now you are still lying to me with such words, is it necessary?"

"I'm not lying to you, I only have this layer of skin on my body from beginning to end."

The old man asked slowly: "Is this answer difficult to accept?"

"I have been fighting for myself all my life, but now you tell me that I died because of those ants and mortals. How can I accept such a ridiculous reason?" Zhang Xiji said ferociously.

Zhang Fengyue murmured to himself: "Perhaps it is indeed ridiculous, that's why Jinxun refused to understand it until his death."

"If you were really determined to connect heaven and earth, why didn't you stop the construction of Huangliang?"

"I once thought that I could rely on Huang Liang's dream to change the current situation of the world. If I could get what I wanted in my dream, I would not be grieved in this world."

There was a hint of confusion in Zhang Fengyue's eyes: "Unfortunately, I was wrong."

"Then why do you want to protect the declining legal order? And give them 10% of the authority to build Huangliang Law Realm?"

"I once thought that I could rely on the law to correct twisted people's hearts and restrain the words and deeds of those who follow the law, but I was also wrong."

"Then why did you keep this rotten and sore dynasty? You even gave him Zhu Yi Yan an saddle and served as the imperial master for thirteen years?"

"I once thought that I could rely on the imperial power to reorganize the country, eliminate the battles between orders, and let each order perform its own duties and seek common development. Unfortunately, I was still wrong." The conversation was in response to the questioning of the enemy of life and death, and it also seemed to be Tell Liu Jinxun behind you, as well as Yuan Mingfei and others in the distance.

But it's more like saying it to the old man and to myself.

Tell it to Zhang Fengyue, who was once the president of Xindonglin Academy and wrote the "Preface to the Great Confucianism" with high spirits.

Tell it to Zhang Fengyue, who was once the chief auxiliary of the Ming Empire and single-handedly controlled the world.

It was also said to Zhang Fengyue, who was now surrounded by betrayal and separation, and covered himself with loess, but could not hide the blood on his hands.

Eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, the road under the old man's feet has never been smooth sailing.

Instead, he trudged and staggered forward.

"This is also wrong, and that is wrong too. There are so many paths, and you actually saw them all wrong."

Zhang Xiji sneered and said: It turns out that Zhang Fengyue’s ‘number skills’ are nothing more than this! "

"Where does the math skills come from? It's just that I did too many wrong things."

"I didn't expect that even you, Zhang Fengyue, would be confused? It's really rare."

Zhang Xiji continued to sneer and changed his tone: "But in my eyes, I can clearly see how you sharpened your skills step by step, until today you finally put the knife on our necks!"

"The reason you didn't stop Huangliang from being built is because if Huangliang hadn't appeared, the new sect of Taoism would not have risen because of it, and no one would have taken the lead in starting the division of military power in the world. There would have been no collapse of the old sect, and there would have been no self-extinction of Buddhism! "

"You protect the legal order because if the law collapses and the legal order dies, then you will lose a sharp blade that can intimidate all the clans."

"You did not overthrow the Ming Dynasty because if the dynasty collapsed completely, the Confucian order would lose its reliance on the Jin order. And once trouble breaks out, the Zongheng order will be a trouble that is difficult to solve, and those declining orders may resurrect. possible."

"Zhang Fengyue, you said you only have one skin, but why can't I still see clearly whether you are a human or a ghost?"

Every word of the Taoist is still sharp and aggressive.

But I don't know since when, the resentment and hostility in him that was so strong that it seemed to be real, has slowly dissipated.

"Maybe in the eyes of a ghost like me, there are no living people in this world."

Zhang Xiji suddenly laughed, "And I don't want anyone to be alive, otherwise wouldn't I be too dirty compared to them?"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden roar from the far end.

The ravaged earth seemed to be no longer able to support the building on top of it, and the remains of a house collapsed.

The gravel flew straight towards Zhang Xiji as if he wanted revenge.

Although it was just a lone soul at the moment, the Taoist still subconsciously raised his hand to grab it, but a small piece of gravel penetrated his palm without any obstruction.

Knowing that his weak spiritual thoughts could no longer block even a stone, Zhang Xiji's expression couldn't help but become even more gloomy.

Just when he closed his eyes and was about to accept the humiliation, a dry palm stretched out from beside him and blocked his face.

Snap.

The sound of the stone falling to the ground was inaudible.

But Zhang Xiji's eyes were fixed on a drop of scarlet blood passing in front of his eyes, and he couldn't move his eyes away for a long time.

Have you already declined to this extent?

Zhang Xiji sighed sadly, and the last trace of resentment in his heart completely disappeared at this moment.

"It's time to go"

The murmur of human voices will be carried away by the wind.

"Wait a moment."

"Um?"

Zhang Xiji, who was left with only a faint shadow, looked at him in astonishment.

The old man rolled his eyelids and said angrily: "I have been patiently chatting with you, an evil spirit, for so long, and your face is full of spit. Now that you have vented your grievances, do you want to leave in vain?"

Although the Taoist priest also has white hair, this is the first time he has seen Zhang Fengyue who is so secular.

"Hahaha, Zhang Fengyue, this Heavenly Master really doesn't understand you."

"You don't need to understand, just give me 30% of your Huangliang authority."

Looking at the old man who spread his palms to ask for it, Zhang Xiji couldn't help but laugh, "So you old man want this Heavenly Master's seat in the immortal class? But that is the foundation for my reincarnation and reconstruction, why should I give it to you?"

"Now Zhan Shun is waiting for you in the Huangliang Youhai. You no longer have the Daoxu Fanatic to protect you. If you dare to go back, the end is to become a Huangliang ghost under his command. Do you Zhang Xiji want to be one of the nine kings of his Donghuang Palace?"

"Why not?"

Zhang Xiji said expressionlessly: "You cut off my way forward, and Zhan Shun cut off my way back. Since I'm going to die anyway, why can't I give him a good deal? Let him get the authority to break free from the shackles, maybe he can kill Li Jun, isn't this situation more exciting?"

"Although Longhu Mountain is now without , but there are still many people who believe in Taoism. "

"Zhang Fengyue, if you want to use these to threaten this Heavenly Master, then you are wrong again."

"I am not threatening you, I just want to persuade you."

The old man said slowly: "Every incense stick you have offered, every head you have kowtowed, that is a favor you should repay, Zhang Xiji. Even if you only live for yourself in this life, why can't you do something good before you leave?"

"Give it to Zhan Shun and let him change the sun and the moon. They may still be free and happy in the dream of immortality. Isn't it a good thing?"

Zhang Xiji retorted: "But if I give it to you, there will be no sequence in this world. Will the gods listen to your kowtow?"

"No gods will listen, but they are still human beings. But if the world is changed, they will not even be considered human beings."

"What does that have to do with this Heavenly Master?"

Zhang Xiji snorted coldly, but the corner of his eye suddenly swept across a dried bloodstain at his feet, and he suddenly realized.

"Zhang Fengyue, you are still plotting against me. Well, I will give you this fake thing."

The Taoist suddenly stood up, turned his head and looked at the old man and said with a smile: "Old man, don't be too slow, I haven't scolded you enough!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Xiji's figure exploded like a firefly and disappeared.

Snap

A thumb-sized copper seal fell on the ground, covering the dark red blood stain.

"You are so timid and dragging your feet. You can't afford to lose or win, and you can't take it up or let it go."

Zhang Fengyue repeated what the horse king had just said, shook his head and laughed.

"You are just a fake god, but a real villain."