Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

“Boy, you are the best among scholars for being able to fight with me to this extent.”

After a series of battles, Xiao Yuanshan slowly began to admire the young man in front of him.

Strong people all respect each other. Even if they are opponents, they may even become friends after fighting to the end.

"Unfortunately, we have different ideals and cannot work together!"

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes then turned cold. No matter what the reason was, the appearance of Zhuge Jingxuan had shaken the rule of the dynasty.

So he would never tolerate it.

Zhuge Jingxuan's eyes remained unchanged and firm. He looked at the old man standing in the air in the distance and said loudly: "The mountains and rivers remain the same. Those who inherit my aspirations must continue to move forward. If the rulers of future generations cannot reform and innovate to solve this disaster, the world will still be the same, but it will also not be the same."

Confucian swordsman Xie Xuan stood where he was, and upon hearing this, he sighed softly.

"I have a good heart, and even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yuanshan and Zhuge Jingxuan had already fought again. The phenomenon of a bright moon rising over the sea was extremely powerful, and even after Xiao Yuanshan used his secret technique, he was unable to deal with it easily.

But he was not as embarrassed as Ye Wushang was when he fought against Zhuge Jingxuan before, and he even had the upper hand.

"Brother, which of the two of them has a greater chance of winning?"

Sikong Changfeng turned around and looked at Jun Yu.

To be honest, he still admired this young scholar, but at his current level, he could not do anything.

"It's useless to just beat Xiao Yuanshan. Ye Wushang and Xu Kaishan didn't make a move. It's only a matter of time before he loses."

Sikong Changfeng tightened his grip, holding the spear with some reluctance.

"Are we just going to sit here and watch?"

Baili Dongjun heard this and comforted him: "Changfeng, look around."

When Sikong Changfeng heard this, he looked around and found that the Grand Tutor's Mansion was already surrounded by people.

The lowest realm among these people was the Free and Easy Heaven Realm, and most of them were in the Divine Wandering Profound Realm. However, their choices were the same as his group's. They did not take action, but stood aside and watched.

"Brother, who are they?"

Baili Dongjun shook the wine gourd in his hand.

"This fight has probably attracted more than 90% of the Divine Wandering Profound Realm in Apocalypse City. But one thing is for sure, we can't intervene in their fight, so we can only watch."

“But this doesn’t mean that there is no chance for this matter to turn around. If all of us are injured in this battle, then it’s uncertain who will win. This is also the real reason why Xiao’s Patriarch, Ye Wushang, and Xu Kaishan didn’t try their best even if they took action, but instead held back.”

Hearing this explanation, Sikong Changfeng was stunned, but then he thought about it again and realized that this was indeed the truth. As long as they were still watching, the people who took action would not dare to take any precautions. In this way, this was really helping Zhuge Jingxuan.

If they hadn't been there, Xiao Yuanshan and Ye Wushang would have fought to the bitter end.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Xiao Yuanshan gradually took control of the situation. Although Zhuge Jingxuan was very capable, it was ultimately a one-on-two situation, and he was isolated and helpless, so he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Jun Yu closed his eyes slightly and looked at the Taoist priest behind him again. "Little Taoist priest, hasn't Zhao Shouyi replied yet?"

Li Fansong smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Jun, Senior Brother usually doesn't reply to letters. If the timing is right, he will naturally take action. If it is not convenient, then even if he receives the message, it will probably be useless."

Suddenly, Xiao Se turned around and looked at Jun Yu.

"Mr. Jun, if I want to save Zhuge Jingxuan, can you do it for me?"

When Ye Ruoyi heard this, she raised her head suddenly, her eyes became surprised and doubtful. Others might not understand what was going on, but she knew that if Jun Yu rescued people at this moment because it was his own idea, then this matter would not involve Xiao Chuhe. After all, no one could give orders to those of them who were at the Half-Step Return to Truth Realm.

But if Xiao Chuhe wanted to save people, that would be different. Xiao Chuhe's surname was Xiao, and he was the sixth prince of Beili. If he wanted to save people now, wouldn't he be going against the court and the Xiao family? The emperor would never tolerate a prince like him.

However, this also has an advantage. The responsibility for saving people will not be on Jun Yu, but only on Xiao Chuhe. Therefore, even if the court is dissatisfied, it will only direct its criticism at Xiao Chuhe.

"Xiao Chuhe, are you crazy??"

Jun Yu was a little surprised. He glanced at the young man in front of him indifferently.

"Are you sure? Although I will not be held responsible if you come forward, there is one thing you must think clearly about. If your father, Emperor Mingde, knew that you insisted on this matter, do you know what he would think of you?"

Xiao Se stood there and fell into silence.

He could almost guess what his father was thinking.

If Jun Yu could really save people successfully, he would probably be imprisoned by the emperor. Of course, he might also be expelled from the royal family and would never have the chance to hold that position again.

"Although it is a solution, I still don't recommend you do this!"

Jun Yu thought about it and spoke out.

"Mr. Jun, if you want to change the world, you will inevitably offend a lot of people, including your own people and your enemies. If you retreat because of difficulties, how can you talk about reforming the old and bringing justice to the world?"

Xiao Se leaned on the Tianzhan in his hand, and a divine light quietly bloomed in the depths of his eyes. There are many keys to cultivation, but one of them is very important, that is to find your own way and go on unswervingly.

Faced with the choice, Xiao Se had several paths to choose from, but there was only one that suited his heart.

Save this scholar, this scholar who dares to draw his sword against injustice. The other party is more like a night-blooming cereus blooming in the darkness, and he will not allow such a person to wither.

Just when Xiao Se made up his mind to save people, a flash of inspiration suddenly lit up in the depths of his heart. The lamps in his heart were lit one by one. Only then did Xiao Se realize that a layer of dust on his heart seemed to be brushed away by some force.

This is a kind of understanding that I have never had before, just like practicing a martial art, where a flash of inspiration comes and the problems that have been bothering me for a long time suddenly become clear in an instant.

"Monk, you have nothing to say this time, right?"

Jun Yu curled his lips and looked at Zhang Yihu, the monk facing the wall beside him. Zhang Yihu sighed softly. Since it was Xiao Se's insistence, it didn't make much difference whether he took action or not. After all, the person the emperor was looking for in the end was not him, but the mastermind of the matter - Prince Yong'an Xiao Chuhe.

(End of this chapter)