There are roads in Shushan and bluestone paths.

Jiang Wang did not land directly on the top of the mountain, just as he did not land directly on the palace city of Song.

One man, one sword, climbed up the steps.

In the sea of ​​thought, green flames bloom.

Information from afar came-

"All the longevity skills in the True Yang Cauldron were taken away... Rakshasa Mingyuejing was seriously injured and was making up for herself. With her cautious style, she should not appear in front of you this time. You can't catch her."

The waves are slightly rolling, and the flying pearls are also immortal thoughts, representing the owner of this sublime sea, responding: "Is the information reliable?"

A cold voice sounded in the green fireworks, swaying with the waves: "Absolutely reliable. I am far-sighted and planned the world, and had already invaded the enemy before that fat man."

After a pause, he added: "What I have arranged is talented and virtuous people."

"Oh by the way, I added some seasoning to her in those longevity exercises. If you decide life and death, it may be useful... but don't expect too much. After all, she is also very sinister."

The immortal thoughts were quiet for a moment. Although he was on the way to make a decision, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but be speechless: "The word 'Ya' is not as good as that."

"Why not?" Yan Guang said in his voice: "Onliness is an excuse for losers, and openly a pity is a crying word for poor people - only smart people are called sinister, and powerful people can be said to be vicious. Am I a weak person?"

Although it is a joke, it seems to have the meaning of discussing the Tao.

Jiang Wang had no leisure time: "You are strong and the world is the only one."

The voice in Yanguang said, "If you win, it doesn't mean you are the only right. I'm also here in my way."

"Of course. Not only is I not the only right, I may not even be right. After all, I am just a self that grew up in my life experience." Jiang Wang said: "Sometimes, when the Tao meets each other, right or wrong can only be judged by victory or defeat."

Xian Nian Yue said to the sea of ​​Yihai: "Just like I couldn't beat you in the past, most of us listen to you, and I adhere to my bottom line and principles. Now you can't beat me, so most of us listen to me, and you adhere to your temper and personality."

There is no sound in the flame light.

After all, it is difficult to argue the truth, but the strength is quite clear. Jiang Wang, watching the river platform with his sword, is no match for the world.

It took a long time before Bi Yan shook: "If you really find the hero, don't take it alone. I've been looking for him for a long time."

Just when Jiang Wang thought the chat was over, the blue light still turned, like the last flash of flames in the wind, and I missed it by accident—

"I saw the monument you erected."

This time it really ends.

Jiang Wang said that it would cost those who wantonly commit evil.

In fact, what is the cost of evil?

Of course, life and death are weighing the pros and cons are also necessary considerations.

Yin Guan, who was unscrupulous, suddenly realized at one day that he had a friend he didn't want to lose, which was also a restriction of him...the so-called price.

He has not become a good person, and death cannot scare people like him. He just doesn't want to lose his only friend.

With high intelligence and talent, it is inevitable that the world will win the world as the chess, and will consider the feelings of friends. It is willing to restrain soldiers as much as possible while ensuring victory in the war, and not perform unnecessary killing. This is of course also a kind of thing.

Jiang Wang's subtle influence occurred before this day monument.

The green color faded and the flames were extinguished.

Jiang Wang's steps have not stopped.

This was his first time to come to Shushan, but he didn't feel unfamiliar with it.

Liheng and filial piety stand on both sides of the mountain road.

Compared to the contact with Qinku Academy, today's teacher is more polite, and filial to the elderly are also kind and friendly.

The climber has returned to his sword and is on the sheath, but he has the sun monument on the river viewing platform to show his strength!

"Mr. Li, Mr. Xiao... Chen Yuan, Bai Yuan, Yao Yuan... Mr. Yan."

Jiang Wang greeted him politely along the way, especially to Prince Jiuyang's tutor. Yan Sheng nodded to him and said, "Shushan is a place of reasoning, and it is straightforward and strong."

Finally he stopped, clasped his fists and bowed: "Mr. Zi."

The Confucian holy mountain is unhindered by today's climbers.

The eyes along the way were curious, inquiry, and no hostility.

He stopped and was already on the top of Shushan.

The huge stump left by the 100,000-year-old green pine still has strong vitality, and it surging like the sea in Jiang Wang's perception.

The same power was Mr. Zi, who was sitting in the middle of this vast stump like a plateau.

The color of the stump is dark brown, like cast iron. The verdant past has passed with the branches, and the suffering of time has come due to the cycle of years.

"Is it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar!" Mr. Zi greeted him loudly.

Jiang Wang placed his boots in front of the tree platform, stepped onto the tree platform barefoot, and slowly approached Mr. Zi.

The tree platform is very vast, and people walk on it like ants.

Mr. Zi, who was previously vast, looks very far away now.

The annual rings of ancient trees are very clear, and they seem to be a barrier to space and a barrier of time.

Jiang Wang took a step past.

Holding the long sword at your waist and kneeling in front of Mr. Zi is also a complete gift.

The most powerful man with the saint-level power and the saint who is both famous and true, sits on the Shushan Tree Platform. The world seems not so vast, and it is indeed not easy for the world to be straight.

As a visitor, Jiang Wang spoke: "I wonder if Emperor Song is a guest or a master here?"

Mr. Zi smiled: "Why did Mr. Jiang ask this?"

"If it is the master here, it is not a way to treat guests." Jiang Wang pressed his knees and raised his eyes: "If it is also a guest here, why does Mr. Zi favor this and be inferior to the other? He is in his noble room and put me on the wild platform!"

Mr. Zi originally wanted to say something like "Why are young people so eager?", but these words were boring. He did not respect the sword that cut Yan Chunhui, and he seemed to be old.

When did Yushan Zihuai reach this stage of relying on his seniority?

"Jun Jiang is straightforward, how dare I waste time?"

He reached out and took a tea pose.

But what we invited was not two cups of hot tea, but the dark brown tree platform beneath them faded and turned into a translucent appearance.

So you can see that under the tree platform, there seemed to be a space flowing with jade liquid and nectar, sitting cross-legged with an emperor in his crown and garments!

This guy's eyes closed slightly, his breathing stopped, and his long heartbeat only happened once a long time ago, indicating that he was still alive.

From now on, I looked down on it from a high position... like an emperor amber!

Not only was Jiang Wang a little surprised on the tree platform, but those who looked at the river platform through the dry sky mirror would inevitably lose their eyes.

This man was born with white skin and broad face, thin and long eyebrows, and he looked at him with kindness, which was the Song Emperor Zhao Hongyi!

Under normal circumstances, the Gantian Mirror is not allowed to observe Shushan.

Although the Central Empire is domineering, Shushan has its own dignity.

But today Jiang Wang followed the traces of the gods and walked up to the top of Shushan with questions about Emperor Song... If something happened, it really couldn't be explained clearly.

Therefore, the light of the Gantian Mirror follows him and can always shine on ten steps around him.

In this way, when Jiang Wang walked up from the foot of Shushan, the great scholars waiting on both sides of the mountain road would inevitably have some significance to show the world the background of learning.

But Jiang Wang passed by quietly, and the audience also experienced peacefully.

"A strong man with unknown identity attacked the Shangqiu Chen clan. Emperor Song was seriously injured during the fight with him and almost died..."

Mr. Zi said slowly: "I have to come to Shushan to recuperate, nourish it with literary energy, and use the vitality of the platform to build vitality, which is like a pregnancy. At this moment, the five consciousnesses are all confused and cannot detect external things."

"Is it such a coincidence?" Hong Junyan sneered on the river viewing platform.

Wei Xuanche looked worried: "Can Emperor Song be fine?"

What is Zhao Hongyi's condition? It has a great impact on Wei State!

Jiang Wang was alone on the tower and sat opposite the contemporary Confucian saints.

This ancient holy land that has been passed down from ancient times to today, has a rich heritage and is hard to match in the world.

The mountain protection formation alone is among the strongest in the world. Mr. Zi sat here without fear of any challenges, and even Dan Tai Manjushri could not do anything to him.

Sitting here alone, it seems like seeing the eternal time running in front of you, and it is hard not to feel that it is small.

"Some people say that Emperor Song is a god hero; Tu Weijian said that the Chen family's misfortune was made by the equal country, and it was the god hero who took action to fight Emperor Song; you now say that he was a strong man with unknown identity..."

Jiang Wang shook his head and looked at him and said, "I'm really confused!"

"Although Song respects Confucianism, Tu Weijian has the heart to protect the country and love the king, and his words are not enough to be accepted. The rest of the words are not worth mentioning! There is no conclusive evidence and only one-sided words, isn't it just an unknown identity?" Mr. Zi smiled and said, "Can I also point out my identity like someone who is eager to get rid of an unfavorable situation?"

His eyes raised slightly, and he saw the emperor on the watchtower platform facing the snow field: "Since you have been on the table and placed bets, you have to owe luck or lack strength, and you are willing or unwilling to accept it if you lose - you have to end up in time, or you are decent. If you lose your eyes, you will lose everything. What do you think?"

Hong Junyan also laughed: "I am the one who promotes Paijiu, you are the one who plays a horse and hangs. Is it the same thing? Let's start giving advice?"

"I have to bear the burden on the stage and the country is always the one who suffers the filth of the country. What do you say if Mr. Zi compensates Shi Baizhou? What do you say if if he compensates Zuo Qiuwu?"

"You Confucian scholars always understand a lot of principles, but they are not the same thing when they do it. Zhenhe Zhenjun presided over the Yellow River Conference and you let the fraud mastermind hide it. How do you end this matter?"
To be continued...