Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 685: Big Rat and Summer Insect
Zhang Fengyue did not deliberately hide his whereabouts from the beginning.

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

So he didn't care that Zhang Xiji was rushing towards him.

All this was part of the plan, but at this moment Zhang Fengyue did not feel any joy in his heart.

He considered that the Zhu family of Beizhili would add fuel to the fire in this matter, and he also suspected that Zhan Shun's men had the dream master rules that could lock him in through Huangliang, and even included the people around Li Jun and the merchant law order at his hand.
But among all the possibilities of betraying himself, the one he least wanted to see was the scene before his eyes.

"Jinxun, why is it so?"

There was no trace of anger in the old man's voice, only lingering sorrow.

"You should know that even if you don't do this today, Zhang Xiji will appear here. Why do you want to sacrifice your life?"

Zhang Fengyue frowned, leaned forward slightly in his chair, and stared at Liu Jinxun who was kneeling on the ground.

"Even if you suspect that I have set up other fake bodies, you have clearly confirmed whether I am your master or not. Why don't you leave? Why do you tell me everything you have done? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

He asked three questions in succession, each one more puzzled and serious than the last.

He didn't understand why Liu Jinxun did this. If he just wanted to sell his master for fame and fortune, he should have fled Jinling long ago after the news got out.

But at the moment, Liu Jinxun had no intention of escaping. Instead, he had already put his own life and death aside.

Zhang Fengyue's eyes trembled, and he was unwilling and unwilling to admit that only possibility.

Is it really for that?
"In your heart, is the life of a student also important?"

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

“But I don’t think it’s important.”

Liu Jinxun asked himself and answered it himself. He looked at Zhang Fengyue and asked, "Teacher, do you still remember the first class you taught us at the New Donglin Academy?"

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

"You told us that for those who study, if they hear the truth in the morning, they can die in the evening. I have taken the 'Preface to the Great Scholars' you conceived as my lifelong ideal. I have heard the great truth I seek. So it's just a life. Is there anything else I can't give up?"

Zhang Fengyue's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but stopped. He slapped the seat handle with his right hand and sighed dejectedly.

"It was me who hurt you."

"You are wrong. You did not hurt me. On the contrary, in my heart, you have always been the undisputed leader of Confucianism. It's just that you are in a moment of confusion now. So I am willing to die for you today, just to wake you up."

Liu Jinxun slowly raised his hands and said politely, "If you are still determined to cut off the path of Confucianism and drive history back a thousand years, then I can only choose to go with you. If there really is an underworld in this world, when I get there, I will work like a slave and repay you for your kindness in this life."

Silently, Shang Sigu had quietly stood behind Liu Jinxun, holding a ruler as sharp as a knife in his hand.

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

Both treason and murdering one's teacher are unforgivable capital crimes under Ming Dynasty law.

"Liu Jinxun, let me ask you, what do you think is the Great Confucian Preface?"

Zhang Fengyue closed his eyes tightly and spoke in a harsher voice than ever before.

"Use the power of sequence to select the virtuous, use the merit of education to build trust and harmony, use the power of the six arts to support order, everyone is like a dragon, and the world is for all!"

Liu Jinxun spoke loudly and forcefully.

"Do you think you can do that?"

"can."

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

Zhang Fengyue suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light seemed to be splashed under the eaves.

"The emergence of the sequence has doomed this to be impossible. If the power of one person is enough to defeat thousands of troops, who would be willing to listen to your propriety, righteousness, benevolence, wisdom and trustworthiness?"

Liu Jinxun said without hesitation: "Just eliminate the side orders and respect Confucianism alone."

"That's just fighting violence with violence!"

"This is a sacrifice that must be made in order to realize the great harmony that the 'Great Confucian Order' requires!"

"Datong?"

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

"Do you know where the 'Datong' you mentioned comes from? I 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: "Those in the Sequence possess inhuman powers, but their life span is still not much different from that of ordinary people. Not many people can face the end of their lives calmly. What can be foreseen is the madness and extremism before death. They fight for power and slaughter wantonly to prolong their own lives and the continuation of their descendants. Even if you can kill all the other sequences, how can you restrain your own people?"

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

“The road that previous generations failed to walk is destined to be full of thorns. But students believe that there must be a solution.”

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

"Jinxun, if people in the future of Confucianism can really possess both inhuman strength and inhuman destiny, then what do you think they will become? How is it different from the 'immortals' that Zhan Shun and Zhang Xiji aspire to become?"

"teacher"

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

"If you rule people with gods, how can you achieve the world for all that you want?"

Zhang Fengyue slowed down his tone and asked softly: "Now do you understand why I gave up the 'Preface to the Great Confucian Scholars'? Because from beginning to 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 disasters in troubled times."

"Do not."

A resounding answer made all the old man's advice useless.

Liu Jinxun's expression was resolute, and he spoke each word with emphasis: "A wise man is a teacher, and a wise teacher is a god!"

Boom!

In the distant sky, the night is rolling.

The stars hang high in the sky, and the bright light outlines the shadow of a huge mountain.

The black and red lightning surged back and forth, and deafening roars rose one after another.

"Yeah"

The old man raised his head and sighed, "I, Zhang Fengyue, have always been passionate about teaching and educating people. I thought I was doing a good job, but I didn't expect that in the end I would only mislead the students and harm the lives of my students."

"Please help me, teacher."

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

Zheng!
The trembling ruler fell on his shoulder, and the edgeless ruler cut out some scarlet spots.

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

A column of light from heaven crashed into the courtyard, revealing the figure of a Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face.

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

"Humph!"

Shang Sigu snorted coldly, but before he could make any move, a surging and powerful divine thought had already attacked his side.

clang!
Shang Sigu just held a ruler in front of him to block, but was blown away and smashed a section of the courtyard wall in the distance.

"Even the Confucian order no longer abides by the so-called laws, so your legal order has long been unnecessary."

Zhang Xiji laughed out loud. The scene in front of him and Zhang Fengyue's ugly face made him feel extremely happy. "Do you feel ashamed? Hahahaha, Zhang Fengyue, from the moment you tried to cut off the sequence, you were destined to be deserted by everyone sooner or later!"

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

A huge flying sword hung upside down in the sky, with white light condensing on the tip of the sword.

"I haven't seen you for decades. Can you still stand up now, old man?"

Zhang Xiji looked at the old man with his head bowed under the eaves and lightly tapped the sword with his right hand.

The sword energy penetrated and the dazzling white light dispelled the darkness.

But then a black and red electric light came across and exploded the thick sword energy in the air.

boom!
"It's really haunting!"

Zhang Xi cursed softly and disappeared from the spot as if he had teleported.

The next moment, a fist hit the place where he had just stood. The ground shook, the houses collapsed, and the violent impact razed the area within a radius of ten feet to the ground.

Liu Jinxun knelt on the ground without moving, allowing the fallen bricks and dust to fall on him.

Zhang Fengyue also did not move at all while sitting in the chair. The countless debris that fell from the collapse seemed to have consciousness and took the initiative to avoid his position, as if they did not dare to disturb him at all.

"Zhang Xiji, we haven't finished fighting yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

In the dust and smoke, Li Jun stood like a tiger in armor, swallowing the essence of his lungs through his mouth and nose, and condensing the sharp force and collapsing momentum in his hands, as if he was holding a sword and shield.

Zhang Xiji's figure condensed again and floated in the air, with a giant sword and a mountain hovering behind him. Under his feet, incense was spreading like fog, and countless devout Taoists could be vaguely seen kneeling down to worship him, with the sound like a whistle.

The fanatic's soul floated into the air and gathered in front of the tip of the giant sword.

"What a fucking commotion!"

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

"Zhang Xiji, what did you just say?"

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

At the same time, the sword energy that had been accumulated under the sky whistled down.

But the next scene made Li Jun, who was about to rush forward, suddenly stand still.

The sword energy beam that was supposed to be in the air and had no chance of bending was shifting by itself, drawing strange arcs. It was as if someone was writing in the air with a brush, and the brushstrokes were pointing to the floating mountain, Kunlun.

boom! boom! boom!
The white light dissipated and flames filled the sky.

"He is my student. Are you qualified to say the word 'save'?"

The firelight illuminated the Taoist's ugly face and slightly illusory figure, as if the mountain that had been bombarded by artillery fire was closely related to his life and had suffered serious damage.

"Zhang Fengyue, this Heavenly Master wants to see how long you can hold on to this old life!"

The Taoist waved his sleeves, and in the expanding fog, more and more figures appeared, shoulder to shoulder, with no room to even kowtow.

All the vegetation and temples were blown to pieces, leaving only the magical weapon on the rugged mountain. It turned in direction, and the muzzle of the cannon was spinning like a copper lotus.

"Xiao Ma, lend me your gun."

The armor covering his body clanged, and at the moment the black armor disintegrated, Li Jun suddenly turned around to look.

The old man had stood up without knowing when, and the decomposed parts of the ink armor were like a stream of black water, flowing around his thin figure.

"I am sorry to trouble you again."

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

"You're welcome. This is a favor I should return."

Lord Ma's voice did not have any of his former arrogance, but was instead full of respect and gentleness.

The scattered armor plates reassembled, and a steel longbow with a cold and eerie light fell into Zhang Fengyue's hands.

"Everyone says that I achieved the second level with 'Numerical Arts'. But few people know that before this, I only regarded Numerology as my eyes, which were only useful for drawing the bow and shooting arrows!"

The white hair dances wildly, sweeping in all directions.

The old man stretched out his arms on the ground, drawing the bow, with the string stretched like a full moon, and looking straight at the mountain hanging in the sky!

Bang! Boom!
The crisp sound of the strings and the violent sound of thunder sounded at the same time.

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

"I feel tired after shooting the bow once. I guess I am really getting old."

The old man looked tired, sighed softly, and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.

boom!
Amidst a resounding roar that shook the heavens and the earth, this Taoist magic weapon, which had never been used in either the old or new civil wars of the Taoist order, was unexpectedly shot apart by an arrow from Zhang Fengyue!
An extremely violent aftermath rushed down from mid-air, blowing away Zhang Xiji's figure along with the thick fog that was spreading all around.

Amid the howling wind, there was the sound of an inconspicuous weapon breaking through the air.

Shang Sigu suddenly appeared behind Zhang Fengyue with a ferocious look on his face, and chopped down the opponent's head with the ruler in his hand without mercy.

Zheng!
An arm came across, and the five fingers tightly grasped the falling ruler. Scarlet blood immediately gushed out from between the fingers.

"you"

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

"You, the Law Order, have been hiding 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 punish me."

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

The longbow turned back into a black armor, and Lord Ma supported the old man's weak body, but was pushed away by the other party.

"It doesn't matter. I can't die yet."

Zhang Fengyue walked slowly to Liu Jinxun and looked down at his student who was knocked down several times by the aftermath but kept getting up and kneeling on the ground.

The head buried deep inside was also covered with gray hair. Liu Jinxun was also old, so old that his flesh and blood were almost withered, and his rank was about to fall.

But in Zhang Fengyue's eyes, he was still the dandy troublemaker in the New Donglin Academy who liked to call his friends and was the most in the limelight, and who often clashed with Pei Xingjian and others because of different ideas, and got beaten up with bruises.

Although my body is old, my mind is still strong.

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

Zhang Fengyue sighed inwardly and suddenly kicked Liu Jinxun on the shoulder.

"Stand up, you little bastard."

The familiar tone made Liu Jinxun's heart tremble.

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

In a trance, Liu Jinxun felt that this scene was just like the time when he made a mistake and was punished to kneel in the academy square.

But the person he hated the most, Pei Xingjian, was missing.

The teacher who scolded the student was already extremely old.

(End of this chapter)