Chapter 198

Killing hundreds of people for one person, Ling Yun has broken his heart and courage, and all the noble and righteous spirit he has cultivated for more than ten years has gone away. If Du Juan were only a general under his command, Ling Yun would not have to be like this.

However, general Du Weiyuan was once a man who admired his adoptive father. He openly supported his adoptive father in the lingwangfu case. Otherwise, he would have been at the border for many years and would not be allowed to return to Beijing.

Therefore, Ling Yun has countless reasons to take care of azalea, followed by azalea, who is his student and a student of fencing college. He is a fencing teacher. He once used azalea to do some things, such as disturbing the capital, cooking, listening and speaking. He also has to take care of azalea.

It has nothing to do with whether she is a member of her own team, but with selfishness.

Yu Gong, the only daughter of General Zhao song, is also a student of Tianyi college. He is general Dingyuan of Zhao song, and a fencing teacher of fencing college. All of them should take pride in Du Juan.

However, he was a disciple of Mr. Meng. He studied since he was a child, and he had benevolence and righteousness in his heart. It was against his heart to act so ruthlessly, so he was willing to break his heart and courage, study hard for ten years, and end up in one day.

For Ling Yun, it's not atonement, but even if it's atonement, he has to find the cuckoo and make atonement.

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In Fuyao Prefecture, there was a middle-aged scholar in a grey Confucian shirt. In front of him was a chessboard. A young man with white hair was sitting opposite him. The middle-aged scholar twisted a black spot and said calmly, "this game, he can only lose."

"It's over." White haired young Xie Junhao said in a cold voice.

The middle-aged literati shook his head, and his tone was always calm. "Since he chose to join the army, his wisdom is fair, so he should do something. A small dynasty like Nanye, Zhao and song, is enough for him to show his ambition. The blood of the innocent under any general will not be less. Now I understand, so as not to suffer losses in the future. "

"To send him a game is to break his heart and courage, to study hard for ten years, and to lose all his courage. It's a broken game, and it's also a dead game," the middle-aged scholar finally came to an end. "I hated that I couldn't play a game of chess with his father, which was a pity of my life."

"So you choose to play with Ling Yun?" Xie Junhao said coldly.

The middle-aged scholar shook his head. "It's boring to play with the dead. I'm playing chess that he hasn't finished yet. He's so ruthless that he wants his son to be a pawn. How can I be so ruthless that my younger martial brother in name can continue?"

Xie Junhao clenched the sword in his hand, and the chess jar burst into pieces. He twisted a white word at will, and dropped it at will. There were two black and white characters floating in the air, crisscrossed and crisscrossed. The whole Fuyao Prefecture governor's sword whispered, "can you stop my sword?"

"Come to me to play chess, and chop me again?" The middle-aged scribe got up and flipped a sunspot between his fingers. His face was expressionless and his tone was flat.

Xie Junhao didn't get up. He was silent for a while before he said, "I promised my younger martial brother that I would protect the road for him, but I don't want to protect the road for him. How to go and how far can I go are his own business."

"It's a good thing as well as a bad thing. If he survives, he's a character. If he can't survive, it's his life. I don't blame you. No one can protect him." The middle-aged scholar stretched his waist, the sunspot fell and the chess game collapsed.

Xie Junhao got up to say goodbye, and his figure gradually faded away.

There was a great Tang Dynasty in Fuyao Prefecture, in which there was a national teacher named Guo Xu, the first disciple of Xunsheng.

Ling Yun set up all the Games in Zhao and Song Dynasty by himself. He just cooperated with the so-called people behind the scenes to give Ling Yun an appetizer. Ling Yun made the right choice. That's why he got the second game of Chongwu mountain. He helped himself to do something by using one person's means. Anyway, he wanted to make Ling Yun lose his mind. If he could keep it, there would be a third game, If you can't keep it, just go according to other people's situation.

Yasheng left a way for him in Lingyun's mind. At least before nirvana, Lingyun would still be the Lingyun Yasheng hoped for. But after nirvana, how Lingyun would go is his own business.

If the world is really benevolent and righteous, Guo Xu will not give Lingyun the third round. This world can tolerate kindness and ugliness. It is too benevolent and righteous, and it is too demanding. After nirvana, Lingyun is no longer Lingyun. The world will only be more disappointed when it looks at Lingyun as if it looks at the world.

Therefore, in the third game, Guo Xu pressed down the knowledge of Yasheng from Ling Yun's heart. Whether it was evil or good, if people could not rely on themselves to distinguish right from wrong, they would only be strict with themselves, right or wrong, and the road would be narrow. In the third game, they would ask their heart, and they would die anyway.

If he can die and live, it's a real break. But Guo Xu doesn't think Ling Yun can break the game, because he cherishes his life and is afraid of death.

Guo Xu half squinted. Compared with how Ling Yun broke the game, he was more concerned about the woman named dawn beside Ling Yun, the coffin in Chongwu mountain lake, and the one below... Let's say it's just one person. These three are the things he was most interested in.

All three of them are aimed at Lingyun, but they can't find the source when they are pushed up along many lines. Some of them point to Jixia Academy in China, others point to qingyuantian xiaobaiyujing, others point to Jinlian Tianxia Lingshan, others point to 100000 mountains in the wild world, others point to Xixuan Tianxia, and others point to the sixth world, The last one points to the sky.

Seven lines intersect each other, and there is no source. This is the problem that Guo Yu can't figure out for the time being. If he is only in Jixia Academy, he can still guess seven or nine points.

But beyond Kyushu, it's not that he is powerless, it's that he's really too big, and what he's looking for is not a Lingyun. Lingyun can't even count as a finger.

But it's all on Ling Yun, so there are more lines behind him, but it's himself, maybe Shi Qinglian, but Xun Sheng, and so on. As long as he is related to Ling Yun, it's possible. In Guo Xu's mind, the biggest one is the one who has died miserably, and the one who is imprisoned in the sixth world, and he doesn't want to see the ancient power of the turbid world, Only these two people are worth the complexity of these lines.

The man who died miserably was willing to be a mortal and calculate the six kingdoms. His Tao has touched the foundation of the three religions and shaken the known six kingdoms. Therefore, he will die. No matter whether he is a pusher or not, he will not survive.

As for the ancient power in the sixth world, which is nominally self imprisoned, but actually lazy to see, according to the agreement, it's just to help guard the sixth world. If you really want to count her, I'm afraid many people will die. For her, this world, whether it's Kyushu Tianxia, Qingxuan, Jinlian, barbarian, Xixuan, is just a big deal to break some more.

Those who are trying to calculate her are really ignorant and desperate. Do you really think that she was escorted to guard the sixth heaven by the third patriarch?

That's why Guo Yu was very interested in the three. "This is a little interesting." Guo Xu's secret way is in his heart.

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On the learning beach of Jixia Academy, Yasheng Meng Ren looks at the distance with a faint smile on his face. He does not break or stand, but stands after breaking. I hope that his little apprentice can walk through this pass by himself. His vision should not be too low, and the road should not be too small. What he sees is not seen. There is a difference.

Benevolence and righteousness are naturally good things. Everyone has benevolence and righteousness in his heart, seeking truth, benevolence, righteousness and goodness. If the world can be like this, the world will not be so hard for people to see. One line of learning is not necessarily good, but it will not be bad. We need to learn something and try to break some fixed patterns. Each line of learning has its own similarities and differences, It's a good thing that we need to make up for each other's essence. Where can we only pursue one subject.

The so-called study, teacher worship, is the truth, worship the first truth, but the times are changing, the world is also changing, the former truth and truth may not be useful for the present, but as long as the former as soil, plant some seeds, it will always blossom and bear fruit, this is Confucianism.

But if the belief in Lingyun's heart dissipates, I don't know if he can really recognize himself, really understand the truth in the book, and how to use it. Now they are too busy, and they also blame themselves for losing face before. They should send Lingyun to Xunsheng's school earlier to read for a few years. Maybe now they won't have to go so fast.

If you go too fast and want to learn knowledge and sages, you have to suffer more. And how to eat and how to get the best results is a deeper learning.

If you don't suffer some losses, you don't know how to use it. If you learn it, you won't be able to use it. In addition to chatting and talking with people, you can let people know that you are a good scholar, you won't feel that there is anything else. If you are full of sages and sages, it's not worth a few spirit yuan. It's not cost-effective.

Therefore, learning should be used, and learning should be used well. No matter how simple learning is, it is also good learning.

Now no one has time to manage Lingyun. Those who have time to manage are not willing to manage, but those who are willing to manage can't come now. But if they come here, it's their turn to have a headache.

Outside the secular world, there are some immortals living in the mountains. After living for a long time, they lie there like old Wang Ba, but they want to stretch their claws. The Confucians are too lazy to control them. So they think it's time to move their nest. If Ling Yun can do well, he can beat those old Wang Ba back later. If he doesn't obey, he can bring them out to stew again. The thousand year old turtle and the ten thousand year old Wang ba, It's really a big tonic.

When he thought of it, Yasheng said in a low voice: "Amitabha, boundless heaven, don't say anything impolite, don't say anything impolite, sin."

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Ling Yun stands alone in a pool of blood. The last ray of the setting sun disappears. The curtain of night opens the bloody world. The young man in white looks at the sky. There is a faint thunder. After a few long breaths, it is pouring rain.

Ling Yun tilts his head and looks at the doctors who are crowded together. Ling Yun turns around and looks at the heads all over the ground. He bends, bows and bows; Then he turns around, bows, bows and bows to the or people. After that, Ling Yun says calmly: "I don't know much about the dead people, so I'll trouble you later. Everyone you know will say it and make a record. Ling Yun will make amends after he has solved the matter in his hand."

Lingyun then turned to Panlong city master, with a slightly apologetic tone, "please help me make a copy of the life stories of those who died."

Ling Yun came out of the pool of blood, bent, like an old man in the twilight. Wang Qian rubbed his eyes and felt that he was dazzled. He murmured in a low voice and followed him.

There are still 700 people left in 800 people, and more than 100 wounded people have not fully recovered. They just have the ability to move temporarily. This is due to cuckoo's careful care these days.

"Six hundred people, divided into three teams, thousand blade with me, armored soldiers with Wang Qian, feiyunqi now who leads the team?" Ling Yun said softly.

"General, I'm miss cuckoo's deputy commander." Miao Bao stood up and said.

Ling Yun nodded, "then look for it separately."