Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 708 Fate is inevitable

"Teacher, now there are wars everywhere in the prefectures of Nanzhili. Honghu and the Zhenfu Army have joined forces to wipe out the Chishe, and we have suffered heavy losses."

"Right now, the Yellow Millet Rebellion has broken out in Jinling City. The traitors of the aristocratic families are helping the evil, and the remnants of the legal order are adding insult to injury. Internal and external troubles are rising simultaneously. It has reached a critical juncture where the enemy is at the gates of the city."

Although he was extremely reluctant to admit it, Pei Xingjian still sighed helplessly: "The situation has been established, and I am afraid it can't be reversed."

"It doesn't matter if it can't be salvaged. It's time for this turmoil to come to an end."

The old man's gentle voice sounded behind him, but Pei Xingjian chose to turn his back to the open door and refused to look back. His face was full of worry and anxiety, and he grabbed his messy gray hair with both hands.

"Xingjian, you shouldn't be someone who can't let go."

The voice was faint, with a faint smile.

"If I, Pei Xingjian, were the loser now, I would not say a word. Even if someone chopped off my head, I would still remain calm."

Pei Xingjian turned around abruptly, his bloodstained robe fluttering in the wind.

He looked towards the dimly lit room, his eyes wide open, staring into the pair of tired eyes in the room.

"But I can't accept seeing these clowns dare to act so rashly in front of you, teacher."

Pei Xingjian clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "We have wasted too much time and opportunities. We should have uprooted them all in one fell swoop!"

"But if I hadn't made so many mistakes, you might have already stopped recognizing me as your teacher."

Heavy footsteps could be heard in the thick darkness. The interval between each step was very long, as if even this short distance of one or two meters was extremely difficult for the people in the sect.

Having lost the protection of his position, time no longer held back. Like an extremely sharp razor, it cut off the old man's flesh and blood, leaving behind an empty, shriveled skin hanging on the skeleton, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Pei Xingjian had been leading the Chi Society on the road for the past few months. Now that the master and disciple met again, he never expected that his teacher would age to this extent.

However, after walking a few steps out of the room, Pei Xingjian was terrified, and his confusion turned into unspeakable bitterness.

"teacher"

"You are already old, why are you still so unkempt? If the younger generation saw this, I wonder how they would tease you, an old Confucian scholar, in private."

Zhang Fengyue looked up at Pei Xingjian and joked with a smile.

The academy president who was tall and majestic in my memory is now hunched over and not even as tall as my shoulders.

Pei Xingjian's throat rolled over, he swallowed a mouthful of bitterness, and said fiercely: "Whoever dares to laugh at me, I will skin him alive!"

Although he said this, Pei Xingjian began to tidy up his appearance. He casually broke off a dead branch from his side and tied up his messy gray hair.

Even though he was over sixty years old, in front of Zhang Fengyue, Pei Xingjian still seemed to be the most stubborn troublemaker in the academy.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few years."

Pei Xingjian grinned and said, "This is the first time I've heard you say this. I'm happy to hear it. How about you say a few more words?"

"You little brat, you are so brave now. You actually dare to talk to me like this. Do you think I can't deal with you when I only have one breath left? Your level of etiquette is not good enough in my eyes!"

The trembling slap landed on my arm, and I felt almost nothing.

Pei Xingjian cried out in pain in an exaggerated manner, covering his arm and stepping back repeatedly.

Amidst Zhang Fengyue's laughter, he raised his eyes and saw the old man standing under the unknown dead tree in the yard.

When looking at the man and the tree, it is difficult to tell who is the man and who is the dead tree.

"There are more and more sequences now, and they are getting weaker and weaker. I am a dignified Confucian Sequence 3 after all, but I can also be dizzy sometimes. It's really ridiculous."

Pei Xingjian raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, muttering softly.

"Okay, if you really want to cry, you have to wait until the day I close my eyes. If you, Pei Xingjian, don't cry the loudest by then, I won't forgive you."

Zhang Fengyue rolled his eyes and cursed with a smile.

"Over the years, Zhang Siyuan always likes to talk about me, complaining that I keep everything to myself. I always let people around me guess, which is why there are so many misunderstandings."

The old man leaned against the tree trunk and said slowly: "Liu Jinxun is like this, and Li Bufeng is probably like this too. It's really a pity that I didn't get to meet him in the end. Bufeng must have a lot to say to me, right? So why don't we have a good chat today?"

Pei Xingjian's lips twitched, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"Don't you know where to start? That's right, I never taught you this lesson. Instead, you've been teaching me."

"teacher"

Pei Xingjian finally spoke: "There is no need to say anything more. You must leave Jinling immediately. Zhu Yiyan has been hiding for so long, and now he suddenly takes action. He must have made all the preparations. There is no need for you to insist on going any further. Whether it is the criminal district or the barbarian land, as long as you can leave the empire..."

"If I run away now, what will happen to them?"

Pei Xingjian was startled and asked anxiously, "Are you worried about Yizheng? Don't worry, even if it costs me my life, I will definitely protect him and send him to you as soon as possible."

"If Siyuan heard what you said, he would probably turn against you right there. I shouldn't have let him go to the aboriginal land in the first place. Now he has only one stubborn mind left. I'm afraid he will die later than me, his father."

"You have all thrown away the essence of Confucianism, and you want an old man like me to send you off first. No one has thought of leaving me behind alone. How can I catch up with you when the time comes?"

He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but in a trance, Pei Xingjian felt that the old man’s scolding was becoming louder.

"I am not asking what I should do, nor am I asking you what to do. Instead, I am asking those who have already sacrificed their lives for this new policy, what should they do?"

Zhang Fengyue stood up straight, his skinny body supporting his black robe, standing like a flag in Pei Xingjian's eyes.

"Confucians do not believe in gods or ghosts, but the truth is in their hearts. I have lived for too long and have encountered too many choices. I have chosen the seemingly bright and clear road, and I have also chosen the narrow and winding road covered with thorns. I have given way because I was not as skilled as others, and I have also turned back because of regret."

"There are so many obstacles and it's hard to take a step forward. I've made the wrong choices all my life, and I've lost my whole life. Now is my last chance to wade through the obstacles in my life. No matter what the result is, I can't give up."

Zhang Fengyue said in a deep voice: "Xingjian, among all the students in the New Donglin Academy, you are the smartest one I have ever seen. You actually understand my thoughts in your heart, so why bother to persuade me again?" "What a bad-tempered and stubborn old man."

Pei Xingjian smiled helplessly, shook his head and sighed, "But there is nothing I can do. You are my teacher. Heaven, Earth, Emperor, Parents, and Teacher, this is the only word I can see in Pei Xingjian's eyes."

The last rays of light in the distant sky are fading, and night is coming along with the chaos.

Many Confucian scholars wearing red robes were already waiting outside the door, and Yang Baize was among them.

The only person missing was Zhang Siyuan.

Pei Xingjian, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, looked at the rising fire in the city, and asked loudly.

"Teacher, how do you think people will view us in the future?

"Love me or hate me, it's up to you."

The old man waved his sleeves with a heroic look on his face.

The Liaodong snowfield is covered with ice and snow for thousands of miles.

"I didn't expect it would be you."

Chen Qisheng clasped his hands across his chest, stepped on his sword and flew into the air, his disdainful eyes casually cast on Shi Qing.

"Do you think you can stop me, the Taoist priest, by bringing this bunch of rubbish with you?"

"Of course I don't dare to have such extravagant hopes."

Shi Qing raised his hands to the sky and said humbly, "You are now the well-deserved source of the Dao Order. How could these hundreds of demon cultivators be your opponents? Your Majesty took great pains to gather them together just to give them to the Taoist priest as a gift."

It was called a 'gift', but waves of tangible malicious intent rose and fell behind Shi Qing. The turbulent divine thoughts gathered like waves, and actually dispersed the falling snow within a radius of ten miles.

At this moment, the remnants of the new Taoist order were like a group of vicious dogs on ropes, baring their fangs and claws under Shi Qing's command, waiting for an order to rush forward fearlessly and bite and tear Chen Qisheng, who had destroyed everything they had in the past, into pieces.

"I know that you are a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty, and you will never choose to betray Li Gejun, so don't worry, I am not here to alienate the friendship between you and Li Gejun."

"Your Majesty has always only been dealing with Zhang Fengyue. He has never thought of becoming your enemy, nor has he ever done anything to persecute the old Taoist order. The previous frictions were actually just trivial misunderstandings."

Facing the terrifying azure image above his head, Shi Qing looked calm and spoke eloquently: "So this time I came here just to talk to you about the future of Daoxu."

"Zhang Fengyue wants to cut off the sequence. It seems to be righteous, but in fact it is just selfish. He wants to establish a Confucian Dynasty where only his Zhang family bloodline can form the sequence. Li Gejun is upright in character. It is really a pity that he was deceived and blinded by the Zhang family father and son. But you are different."

Shi Qing said solemnly, "Li Gejun can do whatever he wants, because he was the one who founded the Duxing Wuxu. Even if he loses it, he will not let anyone down. But you have a much heavier responsibility than him."

"Now that the new school of Taoism has been defeated, it is a great opportunity to revive the old school of Taoism. If you still want to use friendship to tie yourself up and continue to help the evildoers, then when the Zhang family is established, how will you deal with it?"

"The Zhang family wants to establish a divine dynasty, so they will not let go of any threat. Therefore, the new Dao order must also be within their scope of settlement. Even if you can escape from the empire by then, how will you face the Wudang heroes who sacrificed themselves for you? How will you fulfill their long-cherished wish to rebuild Wudang?"

"Before the sequence, Wudang was here. After the sequence, Wudang will still be here."

Chen Qisheng had a blank expression on his face and was not moved at all.

"well said!"

Shi Qing laughed out loud: "You are worthy of being the last pure seed of Tao in this world. But I still want to remind you that the purpose of practicing Taoism has never been to worship immortals, but to become immortals yourself! You can give up this great power that transcends the mundane world. Is the Dharma image behind you willing? Are the future Taoist believers willing?"

Shi Qing, who had been asking questions continuously, changed the subject: "Your Majesty does not want to embarrass you, so I do not ask for much today. I just hope that you can wait and see what happens and wait here for everything to settle down."

"If you agree, these demonic cultivators will immediately commit suicide to apologize, and we will help you completely eradicate all the remnants of the new sect in the empire. In addition, His Majesty is willing to give you two provinces as the foundation of the old sect's Taoist order, and help you advance to the second order."

"Such generous conditions are only exchanged for your inaction this time. Your Majesty is sincere."

Shi Qing's voice suddenly trembled for no reason. At this moment, countless blue figures gathered around the many new-school magic cultivators out of thin air. Fist shadows fell, and a burst of screams and wails broke out instantly.

"Why should I be so loyal to Li Jun?"

Shi Qing seemed to have anticipated such a scene. He sighed to himself, completely unaware of the group of demon cultivators being slaughtered behind him.

"In fact, I have already advised Your Majesty that a Taoist child like you who has no father or mother is doomed to be incomplete from the moment you are born. You don't know what it means to live for yourself. You will be blind and stupid throughout your life. If you receive a little kindness from others, you will repay them at all costs. There is absolutely no need to win them over."

Zheng!
An enormous sword shadow fell from the sky, and the pouring true energy caused a rolling snowstorm.

Shi Qing stood still, ignoring the falling sword shadow of the Dharmakaya. He closed his eyes slightly and looked straight at the pair of eyes behind him that were filled with anger.

"There is only one way to deal with someone like you who can't be considered a 'human', and that is to kill him."

clang!
A blurry figure whose face could not be seen clearly appeared above Shi Qing's head. With five fingers raised, he caught the giant sword of Dharma falling from the sky with one hand.

Chen Qisheng frowned, he clearly saw countless black spots of light floating on the bodies of those dead Daoxu demon cultivators, and then instantly condensed into human form to block his attack.

This scene is so familiar, it is clearly Zhang Xiji’s fanatical method!

"Pervasive, omnipresent, and all-embracing, this is the true vertical and horizontal sequence. All the techniques, methods, and positions of the new Taoist sequence are no secrets to us."

Shi Qing changed his humble attitude and his expression became full of pride.

Behind him, every new Taoist order of death was like an open door, with countless fanatical lights swarming out from it, instantly dispersing the True Martial spirits that were rushing over from all directions, and continuously merging into the illusory figure floating in the air.

The figure quickly solidified, with white hair and black clothes, and cold eyebrows and eyes. It was none other than the deceased New School Taoist Second 'Vein Heavenly Monarch', Zhang Xiji!
"You must feel very sorry for not being able to kill Zhang Xiji with your own hands. He should also die with regrets for not being able to eradicate your old sect's Dao order. So today I will fulfill your wish."

Shi Qing chuckled and said, "I just don't know if you have the ability to kill all these fanatics I carefully prepared before you die."

boom!
The furious tide of divine thoughts roared up and smashed the giant sword of Dharma into pieces.

Zhang Xiji spread his arms, and countless Huangliang Seal Scripts emerged from the black tide of fanaticism and blasted into the sky!

"Chen Qisheng, you can't escape your fate!"

(End of this chapter)