Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 672 Yongle Fuli
"In the entire Ming Empire, there are many forces that hold power. But for Huangliang itself, these are just temporary borrowings and do no harm to it. If the borrower has a conscience and can lead more consciousness to connect to Huangliang as repayment, it will be mutually beneficial for both parties, which is even better."

Liu Jinxun said: "But Zhang Xiji is the only exception."

"Although the sword attack on Mount Wudang didn't kill him, it completely broke his courage. So Zhang Xiji devoted all his efforts to creating the so-called 'He Dao', which is to achieve another form of immortality through this technique. As long as Huang Liang is immortal, he will not be dead."

"Although Huangliang cannot tell right from wrong, he can distinguish between relatives and strangers, likes and dislikes. Zhang Xiji's behavior is tantamount to putting a shackle on him, trying to take over his position and become the master. Of course, he is unwilling to accept it, and resistance is inevitable."

Yang Bai Ze frowned. Although it was not the first time he heard such words, he still felt very uncomfortable when he heard Liu Jinxun compare "Huang Liang" to a person in his words.

In his opinion, Huangliang is just a man-made artifact, a product of the convergence of various technical methods. How could it have preferences like humans and be able to sense kindness and hostility?
"How can a dead thing resist?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Jinxun looked up at Yang Baize, as if he knew very well what he was thinking.

However, Liu Jinxun smiled lightly and did not argue with Yang Bai Ze whether Huang Liang was alive or dead. He continued, "Zhang Xiji chose to merge his consciousness with Huang Liang, so he will naturally be affected by Huang Liang in turn."

"So the Yan Dongqing he sees now is not just pretending, but is really willing to sacrifice his life to quell the conflict and is willing to sacrifice his life for the Dragon and Tiger Dao Kingdom."

Ridiculous!

This was the only thought in Yang Bai Ze's mind after hearing these words.

He didn't think that the dignified Daoxu and the Second Ye Tianjun would be so easily bewitched and deceived by a dead object and lose their judgment.

Although he couldn't tell what was wrong, Yang Baize always felt that Liu Jinxun didn't really see the whole thing, or maybe he was taking things too simply.

It may also be that the other party is not telling you the truth.
Yang Bai Ze suppressed the complicated thoughts in his mind, spoke respectfully and in a deep voice.

"Sir, what is Yan Dongqing planning by jumping back and forth between the Confucian Order, the royal family, and Longhu Mountain?"

"What does Yan Dongqing want?"

The scene in Fuliang City was also projected in the air above the palace.

Emperor Jiaqi's gaze lingered on the floating mountain in the picture for a moment before he continued, "It's nothing more than for fame and fortune."

"He wants to achieve the second rank with 'ritual art', so his reputation within the Confucian Order is naturally crucial. Now, not only within the Confucian Order, but also in the entire empire, countless eyes are watching this good show of 'a scholar dies for his confidant'."

"Yan Dongqing is now showing such generosity and righteousness, so the previous rumors about him betraying the Spring and Autumn Association are self-defeating. How could a righteous man who is willing to repay a favor with his life and only hopes not to harm innocent people sell out his comrades for his own selfish interests?"

Emperor Jiaqi showed a meaningful smile: "If Yan Dongqing can play this scene well, then he should be only one step away from the second place."

"A small mistake can lead to a big error. Zhang Fengyue will never give him another chance to establish a party. In this gamble, Yan Dongqing is doomed to lose miserably."

The person who answered the call at this moment was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with broad eyebrows and a wide nose, a firm expression, and a majestic aura without even getting angry.

"Oh?"

Jia Qi raised his voice and asked with interest: "Shi Qing, why do you think so?"

"Although Yan Dongqing gambled his life, his actions were essentially just an unruly opportunistic attempt, which was completely contrary to the original intention of the Confucian order of 'ritual art' to pursue rules."

The man named Shi Qing said in a deep voice: "What's more, he has fallen into Zhang Fengyue's calculations since he gave up the Spring and Autumn Society. One wrong step leads to another. Such a person has no qualifications to be the leader of a party, let alone become a saint through 'ritual art'."

"So according to what you said, Yan Dongqing's desperate efforts to survive will end up in vain?"

Emperor Jiaqi's pointed question made Shi Qing stunned. He then said with shame on his face, "Forgive me for my poor vision. I really can't see the other deeper meaning in this. I hope Your Majesty will give me some pointers."

"You, you always like to use such clumsy tricks of pretending to be stupid to please me."

Jia Qi shook his head and laughed when he heard this: "You are the Grand Commander of Zongheng Xusan, and you have been in charge of Honghu for the royal family for so many years. How could you not see the purpose behind Yan Dongqing's behavior? There is no need to continue to pretend to be confused in front of me."

"Your Majesty has a keen eye. This little thought of mine has nowhere to hide from you."

Shi Qing did not show any embarrassment of being exposed. He flattered Yan Dongqing again and said, "Although I understand Yan Dongqing's thoughts, I dare not think that he can escape Zhang Fengyue's "number" and gain true freedom by faking his death with the help of the East Palace."

"If he succeeds, it's luck. If he fails, it's fate. Yan Dongqing can accelerate the situation to this extent. It's worth my cultivation of him. To be honest, I actually hope that he can escape from this. As long as he is still alive, the factional struggle within the Confucian Order may continue, and we still have a chance to maneuver."

Emperor Jiaqi suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile: "However, if he died like this, it wouldn't be a big deal. After all, at this moment in Longhu Mountain, Yan Dongqing is not even a supporting role."

"Your Majesty said so."

Shi Qing responded respectfully, "What's really interesting now is what exactly the East Palace is trying to do behind the scenes. Before, they were so determined to stand with Longhu Mountain and fight against Zhang Fengyue's New Donglin Party. But it hasn't been long since then, and they can't hold back and want to take action. These charlatans are really not good people."

"Yin Yang Order, East Palace"

The sleeves of his bright yellow dragon robe fluttered, and Emperor Jiaqi said in a loud voice: "How could a group of people who regard Huang Liang as their father and mother and claim to be filial sons and grandsons turn a deaf ear to their parents' pleas for help?"

“But if they really succeed, this Huangliang Youhai will become the forbidden food of Yin Yang Sequence. I’m afraid no other sequence will dare to easily connect to it.”

Shi Qing frowned and spoke in an extremely serious tone.

Putting aside other things, if the power in Zhang Xiji's hands was stripped away by the East Palace, it would be a fatal blow to his Honghu.

If they lose Huang Liang's protection, it will be extremely difficult for Honghu and his group to hide.

"It doesn't matter. You've been playing with Li Bufeng on the coast for so long. It's time for him to see how powerful you are. Otherwise, the world will almost forget what the true vertical and horizontal order is."

"The minister obeys the order."

Shi Qing's face brightened, but then he seemed to remember something else, and said angrily: "It's a pity that Tianque Li Jun doesn't know what's good for him. Otherwise, if he is used as a knife to behead people, I am sure that I can catch all the leaders of the Confucian clans in the coastal prefectures within ten days and kill them all!"

"He has the luck of the entire Wuxu Order in one person. Who can still regard such a person as a knife nowadays?"

He went deep into northern Zhili alone, killing people door to door, and faced off against the elite Six Strategies alone. He was not afraid to break off relations with the royal family just to avenge a group of dead people.

These things happened not long ago, and Zhu Yiyan still remembers them vividly.

Even though he was also dissatisfied with Li Jun's arrogance and reliance on force, he had to admit that the phrase "one man makes a difference" was no longer an exaggeration for Li Jun, but an objective description.

Shi Qing disagreed and said contemptuously: "Isn't he now the knife that Zhang Fengyue holds in his hand with 'Numerical Arts'?"

"It seems that the world has many misunderstandings about my teacher."

Zhu Yiyan sighed, "When you hear the word 'mathematics and arts', you will see it as framing, deceiving, fooling, and manipulation, and you will do anything to achieve your goals. But you have never thought calmly, has my teacher ever treated others with despicable and mean conspiracies?" "Throughout the empire, who was not informed of the risks before working for him? Who did not get the benefits he dreamed of afterwards? All those who curse are, without exception, greedy people."

The solemn voice lingered in the palace, lingering in the air.

And at this moment, the fight on the screen projected in the air was in full swing.

Yan Dongqing was determined to die, which made Zhang Xiji, who originally had the upper hand, suddenly have an extra burden that he was reluctant to throw away. Li Jun seized the opportunity to get close to him and chased him relentlessly.

Zhang Xiji's immortal demeanor of remaining calm even when faced with a mountain collapse was now mixed with a bit of human anger.

However, Zhu Yiyan had no intention of watching the close combat between the warrior and the immortal at this time. Instead, he turned to look at the towering dome outside the hall and the starry sky that would automatically turn blue at the hour of Xu.

"I know that your 'calculus' is about planning for the situation, not planning for 'people'."

Zhu Yiyan muttered silently in his heart: "But teacher, do you really feel that your students cannot give you a satisfactory answer, so you want him to help you change the sun and the moon into a new sky?"

"I don't care about the new world and rebuilding the Dao Sect anymore. The only thing I want to do now is to make Longhu Mountain and Zhang Xiji pay the price!"

In the endless dark sea, Fu Li and Liang Gongming stood facing each other on the sea.

Deep beneath their feet, a sea monster that looked like a giant turtle was sleeping.

"Liang Gongming, in fact, you don't have to persuade me today. I will also agree to help the East Palace do this."

Looking at Liang Gongming who was bowing in front of him, Fu Li waved his sleeves and said, "To be honest, among the 'Four Mountains and One Palace' in the Taoist Order, the one I despised the most was your Qingcheng Mountain. You are obviously people who cultivate immortality and pursue Taoism, but you are full of the stench of merchants who are calculating money. How shameful."

Liang Gongming couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "What Daoist Fellow Fu Li is teaching me is that I have no way of managing my sect."

"I'm not qualified to teach you a lesson."

Fu Li shook his head and said, "I have only now come to understand how shallow and ignorant I was in the past. Qingcheng, Yongle, Gezhao, Maoshan, among all of us, only you, Liang Gongming, are truly worthy of the title of 'Master'."

"Fellow Daoist, please don't say that. Didn't I also fail to protect the sect's foundation?"

Liang Gongming looked depressed and said sadly, "When the day comes when I go to the netherworld, I will probably be scolded by the ancestors of Qingcheng Mountain as a traitor who betrayed the sect."

“They will understand your efforts.”

Fu Li smiled and said, "If those old guys are really stubborn and insist on making irresponsible remarks, then I will definitely not sit idly by. Even if I am pointed at and scolded for meddling in other people's business, I will definitely help you, Liang Gongming, to get justice back!"

"Then I would like to thank you, fellow Taoist, first!"

The two smiled at each other, both with calm and relaxed expressions on their faces.

"Although you have temporarily gained Zhang Xiji's trust, that old monster is extremely suspicious. Even his own people in the Zhang family are now walking on thin ice in the mountains. You must be careful."

"Gongming will remember this."

Fu Li took a deep breath slowly, and a little green light appeared under his Taoist robe.

"In fact, ever since I went to Mount Longhu, I have often recalled the scene when we all gathered in Baiyujing."

Fu Li reminisced, "Today, a fairy from your family ascended to earthly immortal, and tomorrow the earthly immortal from his family moved the seat of the futon to the front. Although they might quarrel over a small matter, it was extremely lively and prosperous."

"Now that you've mentioned this, I have no choice but to criticize you."

Liang Gongming also had a look of reminiscence in his eyes, complaining: "At that time, everyone sent people to the Japanese area for trials for a seat in the Earthly Immortal Realm, but only your Yongle Palace worked but did not put in any effort. Not only that, the disciples in your sect also turned their elbows outward and helped outsiders to deal with us. It was really unreasonable."

"Hahahaha, you have to blame that kid named Chen Qisheng. All of you good people have died at his hands."

"He is an old-school Taoist priest. We are not of the same kind. Can I blame him?"

"Hey, please don't say anything so final. What if in the end we still have to rely on others to avenge us?"

Fu Li's whole body was shining with green light, like a lighthouse guiding the direction in this dark ocean. Misty fog suddenly rose from the calm sea surface.

"It's time for you to leave, lest the Zhang family notice your whereabouts."

He looked at Liang Gongming deeply and spoke in a polite and deep voice.

"Fellow Daoist, please never forget our vengeance!"

"I will never forget it in this lifetime!"

Liang Gongming's expression was solemn, every word he spoke was sonorous, and his figure slowly disappeared in the thickening fog on the sea.

There was thick fog and heavy rain, which seemed to boil the sea.

The pitch-black fog surged like a tide, and the sea surface was heaving and undulating, as if a creature as huge as a mountain was approaching rapidly.

Suddenly, two balls of scarlet light lit up above Fu Li's head.

A giant beast with a human face and a snake body broke through the fog, lowered its head and looked down at Fu Li, with thunderous sounds between its breaths.

"The Ninth Lord of the East Palace, 'Zhulong' Shentu, greets Master Fuli."

The giant beast spoke in human language, with a humble and respectful tone.

"Let's forget about these hypocrisy."

Fu Li snorted coldly, "This time, you, the East Palace, will have the advantage. Please follow me."

"Thank you, Master Fuli."

The human face on the giant beast's head smiled slightly, and its body shrank to the size of a finger in an instant, and fell on the back of Fu Li's hand, turning into a lifelike tattoo.

Fu Li looked around with a complicated expression, without hesitation, he dived into the sea water, and landed towards the Huangliang Cave Heaven which once belonged to the Yongle Palace of Daoxu.

(End of this chapter)