Chapter 2590 A Clear Mirror Hanging High

Qin Zhizhen stepped aside, and Lord Yan of Biancheng missed him. Then a gap appeared in the void, and he just happened to fall into it.

The portal of the void was of course just a cover. After several layers of cover, he actually opened his own sea of ​​​​subconsciousness, and along the connection established by Jiang Wang, let Yan Xiao fall forward.

The loud voice of King Yan Luo echoed on the ice coffin——

"Your bird."

Dou Zhao's performance in this round was indeed impressive, and he spitted as a knife, and cut it very suddenly, so he couldn't respond for a while. Fortunately, Lord Yan of Biancheng had nothing to do with him, and someone else was to blame.

Jiang Wang was still in the ice coffin, his hand covering the green tripod, looking at Zuo Qiuwu in the mountain and river forbidden, as if two dead statues could look after each other forever.

An old monk with a face full of illusions, wearing a patchwork monk's robe, walked into the pavilion outside the sea of ​​thoughts: "Minister Qin, you really love to joke."

"Biancheng Yanjun is the Lord of the Underworld, a divine official, with independent thoughts and orderly behavior, and is only restricted by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva... There is no such thing as yours and mine, they are all contributing to the underworld."

He looked at Dou Zhao again: "As for the big heart... it's not entirely true."

"This is what Ksitigarbha passed down, it seems to be called "The Great Dream Sutra", which is used to help him clear his own distracting thoughts. Confucianism said that 'the collapse of rituals and music, the proliferation of demonic thoughts', he had to enter the dream to avoid it."

Yan Xiao, who fell on the ice coffin in the sea of ​​thoughts and rolled several times, was about to open his eyelids, but closed them again.

Since the master has spoken, it won't be wrong to sleep honestly-there just happens to be another coffin here.

Dou Zhao threw the thief away and didn't care. He picked up his broken arm with one hand and swallowed the Tianxiao sword in one gulp. He grinned and said with blood dripping from his mouth: "Don't care about the sutras. Next time you go out, don't bring these broken Yangshen. After all, they are several generations behind and are really useless." Qin Zhizhen was so angry that he hadn't figured out how to strike the other party with words, and he couldn't draw his sword on the wounded. He could only muffled a sentence: "You are so hard-mouthed!" Dou Zhao was happy to kill and felt much better. He laughed and kicked the head of the holy demon into the pavilion with one foot, shouting: "Take it for me!" Collecting spoils on the battlefield is the job of auxiliary soldiers. The head of the holy demon happened to fall in front of Li Hengzhi! It rolled on the ground, and the Tianxiao sword was still strangling its stability. The history book of Qinku Academy actually contained "The Holy Demon Art of Ritual Collapse and Music Disaster", and the holy demon actually walked openly in the pages. Taixu Pavilion has taken off the demon skull. Zuoqiu Wu must give an explanation for this matter, and the academy cannot pretend to be unaware of it.

No matter how much Dou Zhao takes advantage of Qin Zhizhen, his actions still slap the academy in the face.

Li Hengzhi looked at the ferocious holy demon and was speechless for a while.

The blazing white lightning immediately jumped up, extinguished the rolling demonic energy, and tied it up like an airtight dumpling.

Ju Kui really didn't care about their verbal advantage. The monks of all living beings also sealed the five senses of the holy demon head, stopped its screams, and added a Beidou demon ban.

No matter what time, these immortal demons should not be underestimated.

Now is not the time for the holy demon to speak, so don't let it make any sound.

At this time, King Yan Luo reached out, picked up the demon skull, and threw it into the chess cage. In the sea of ​​thoughts, she said, "Thank you, Mr. Huang!"

The burly body of Lord Yan of Biancheng was not even a wave in the vast sea of ​​thoughts. It rested quietly on the ice, like a tomb-guarding beast, emitting an honest and dutiful divine light.

A core area had been carved out of the lid of the ice coffin - a bodhi tree was growing in the center of the lid, and its roots penetrated into the coffin, spreading like meridians through the glacier, and even pierced the forbidden plate of mountains and rivers.

The bodhi tree branches and leaves were swaying green, and Huang Sheli, whose robe was stained with blood, sat under the tree with a big horse and a golden sword, wiped a nosebleed, and waved his hand without raising his head, indicating that there was no need to say more.

The waves of time and space flowed in front of her, and what was finally reflected was still the chess game in the pavilion.

This chessboard, as a projection of a historical window, communicated the "chapter of confusion" in the historical cemetery and the page of [black and white law realm] in the "diligence academy". It is the window for Zuoqiuwu to observe Sima Heng, and it is also the window for Sima Heng to observe Zuoqiuwu. Of course, it can also be the naked execution platform for Taixu Pavilion to observe them - now there is also a holy demon.

Dou Zhao swept Zuoqiuwu away with a knife, and Ju Kui immediately began to construct the [Black and White Dharma Realm] for this moment.

What exactly is the struggle between Zuoqiuwu and the person suspected to be Sima Heng? It will be difficult to hide it from them in the future.

Huang Sheli is already outside the peak gate. The time and space layout written by Zuoqiuwu in this history book and the time order preserved by Sima Heng in the historical cemetery have given her great inspiration. But she is not in a hurry to climb, just quietly watching the different manifestations of time in the chess cage.

Ju Kui presided over this meeting, and she is an observer of time, and will grasp the traces of these people on trial in history.

Huang Fu held the demon pestle and smiled when he saw people. He was also very kind when he saw the snoring Biancheng Yanjun. He just smiled and guarded his daughter.

The towering bodhi tree, because of the existence of the yellow-faced Buddha, was flooded with wisdom like a torrential rain!

Many people squeezed into the pavilion in the middle of the lake, but it didn't seem crowded. [Black and White Dharma Realm] Under the control of Ju Kui, the Dharma principle was extended.

Bang!

There was a thunderbolt in the void, which seemed very abrupt.

A white shadow broke away from the void and gradually condensed into a concrete person - Xiao Zhiheng, who was wearing linen clothes and cloth shoes, staggered a few steps and finally stood still. His face was pale and his spirit was depressed.

He finally escaped from the Eye of Destruction.

But maybe Cang Meng didn't really have any intention of destroying him.

He looked at the pavilion in the middle of the lake and sighed, with a sad look on his face: "It's an insult to politeness."

Douzhao turned to look at him, the golden flames in his eyes rising again, eager to try: "Did you fail to defeat him?"

Xiao Zhiheng's expression froze.

Successful kings and defeated bandits have always been like this. Do scholars not know this? He was prepared to be ridiculed after being beaten, but he was not prepared to receive another beating...

The monk took a step forward and said seriously: "I am not rude in Taixu Pavilion. In this [Black and White Dharma Realm], the majesty of the Dharma must be established. Otherwise, if this person is dissatisfied and that person is dissatisfied, Mr. Drama will be able to rise upright here." , it makes no sense.”

One of them had a red face and the other had a pale face, and they only asked one question——

Are you convinced?

The two elders of Confucianism represent Shushan in handling the affairs of Qinku Academy. But this place is now under the control of Taixu Pavilion, and everything has to wait until the truth is revealed before it can continue - two old seniors, do you agree with this decision, or are you convinced?

As soon as they came, they replaced the law with etiquette. They wanted to dictate here and establish an order dominated by them, so struggles would inevitably occur. It's not enough to just hold them down, they have to think clearly before bowing their heads again.

What they are fighting for is the right to speak and the right to deal with Zhong Xuanyin.

Taixu Pavilion and Shushan are not enemies, and Shushan does not necessarily care about Zhong Xuanyin. But Taixu Pavilion's highest demand is Zhong Xuanyin's safety. Shushan’s highest appeal is the overall interests of Confucianism. If one party must make concessions, it won't make sense just by talking.

"In the past, when the Legalist sage preached, he talked about convincing people with reason." Xiao Zhiheng looked a little angry: "Now, can the majesty of the law only be established by violent means?"

"Old sir, please don't joke on such a serious occasion." The monks kept changing their faces, each of them calm: "There is no threat other than punishment! Besides, the two elders don't seem to know us very well."

"What nonsense are you talking to him about?" Dou Zhao walked over and looked at Xiao Zhiheng in an extremely arrogant manner: "We have closed down the mountains and closed our doors. I don't know what day it will be! Those of you who are full of nonsense and have seniority... seniors, If I don’t beat you down, can you listen to my reasoning?”

"Brother Dou, don't do this -" The monks tried to pull him away, but their feet didn't move at all.

"Now we know each other!" Li Hengzhi finally took a step forward, stood between the two, and said with a wry smile: "We two old men studying behind closed doors, coming out of the mountain in this hot summer, can be regarded as getting to know the world again!"

"It is indeed too hot outside the mountains. We have to go back to the mountains to enjoy the coolness after all. If we say we are a little concerned, it is nothing more than Confucian orthodoxy and the true inheritance of rituals and music..."

He expressed his position directly: "This is already the [Black and White Legal Realm]. Of course we respect the majesty of the law. We also recognize the fair order."

The theater cabinet stood on a square seat, looking majestic but distant, but he asked again: "Where is Mr. Zi?"

This is the second time he asked [Mr. Zi]!

The two Confucian elders all looked over, and even Li Hengzhi raised his eyebrows.

Jugui said: "I don't have any other intention, after all, I have to wait for everyone to gather."

The monk took another step forward: "It's hard to explain Mr. Drama's shyness, but I am young and energetic but have no scruples. I need to make it clear to these two gentlemen——"

"Can you two make the decision? Can you fully represent Shushan in making the decision at the moment?"

He raised his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him: "Of all things in the world, time is the most precious! We can't talk about it half way through and then change someone else to talk again. We, Li Yi, cabinet members, hate wasting time."

Jiang Zhenjun is actually not very willing to be diplomatic. In the past, when he was with Zhongxuansheng, it was always Chongxuansheng who was always good at dancing in front, and from now on it was Xiaowu who was the one doing the socializing. However, in this Taixu Pavilion, he is also the tallest among the short ones.

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Dou Zhao has already positioned himself as a villain and is having a good time. Zhong Xuanzun is too lazy to talk nonsense. Cang Ming's eight sticks can't make a fart out of his mouth. Qin Zhizhen thinks about what he said for a long time. After saying it, the day lily is cold. Zhong Xuanyin He is quite good at situations like this, but everyone is still looking for him.

The rest of the people are waiting, so don’t mention it.

He had no choice but to take the top job, and under the title of chief thug, he also served as a diplomatic speaker.

It is unknown what Li Hengzhi was thinking in his heart, but he always maintained his demeanor on his face: "There are changes in the Qinku Academy, and some unfortunate stories have happened. We are also very sad."

"You may suspect that Shushan is related to this matter, or even secretly leading this matter. I will not explain this, and the truth will be obvious. But one thing is clear -"

He said seriously: "Since Mr. Xiao and I are going down the mountain together, our decision is Shushan's decision, and our will is the will of the entire Confucian school."

All the monks said politely: "The world is famous for learning, why don't we respect it?"

Li Hengzhi looked at him: "I just said 'wait for everyone' and ask everyone to be present. Does Jiang Zhenjun appear in this body to represent Buddhism?"

"I do not represent Buddha, nor do I represent immortals. I represent a person named 'Jiang Wang', or today I can also represent Taixu Pavilion." The monks picked up the hundred-pin monk robes on their bodies and said, "I am entering the hall with this body. , meaning 'all living beings'."

He said softly: "Everything that happened today will be revealed in detail in the Taixu Illusion Realm and made known to the world. This is to show that Taixu Pavilion has nothing to do with plundering or expropriation - we just want to find our colleagues. , ensure his safety.”

Confucianism is famous all over the world, with hundreds of millions of disciples!

But how widespread is today’s Taixu illusion? Almost the second appearance.

If we want to talk about "public opinion", Taixu Walkers are the more majestic group.

"The border is sometimes a high wall, which not only imprisons the heart within, but also blocks the enemy from the outside. If power is not restricted, it will lead to an abyss." Sitting there, Ju Gui said: "Today Taixu Pavilion is here to 'open a court'. Although we are eager to save people, we must also clarify the rules - we are not liberating power without limit, but we must try to solve the problem as fairly as possible. "

"If we want to protect Zhong Xuanyin's safety, we must monitor these confusing changes in the Qinku Academy. So who will monitor us? There is the Taixu Covenant above, and there are people below. There is Taoist Taixu in front, and there are hundreds of millions behind. Omen Walker!"

He stood firm and said: "Or, the two elders can also watch. After all, it is too illusory and closed to anyone."

Xiao Zhiheng's expression changed visibly.

Li Hengzhi considered it and said: "Not everything is suitable to be revealed under the bright sun. There are secrets in high places, and there are private affairs in the academy. Sometimes secrecy is a kind of protection, for you and me, This is true for all generations of students in the academy.”

"Sir, you are right! However, the Diligent Academy can no longer protect itself, and every page of history books has collapsed. And I am selfless. So far, I only care about the safety of my colleagues." Jugui said expressionlessly: "Sir, do you have a guilty conscience?"

Li Hengzhi was silent for a long time, then smiled dumbly: "That's fine! You all can do it for yourself!"

All the monks turned sideways and bowed: "Please take a seat, please."

There are buds and branches of its own, and the rattan is used as a chair... two chairs, growing on both sides of the stone chess table.

This is the position of watching chess.

"A true gentleman watches chess without speaking." Li Hengzhi had the spirit of entertaining himself and said with a smile: "The time has come to test me."

He and Xiao Zhiheng sat down opposite each other, looked at the chessboard, and said to Xiao Zhiheng: "Compared to Dean Zuo, our treatment is always better."

Xiao Zhiheng opened his mouth but said nothing.

Most of the 324 iron-walled cages were occupied, of which Zuo Qiuwu's "time body" occupied 267 cages.

Each body represents a chapter, a story, and a key character from which it originated. In addition, Cui Yigeng extended the page where Zuo Qiu Wu has left, the page where the Holy Demon is, and the page of [Black and White Dharma Realm] where Zuo Qiu Wu's true body was swept away...

In other words, this history book named "Qinku Academy" contains at least 270 "biographies".

At this moment, a black chess piece suspected to represent Sima Heng, a holy demon's head, and a projection of Zuo Qiu Wu's true body, Qianqiu Coffin, together occupied exactly 270 squares.

"In the chapter where the Holy Demon is, we have destroyed time and space, and we have not seen Zuo Qiuwu's body." Douzhao said, "So there are still possibilities for other chapters."

The page written by Zhong Xuanyin may be folded or torn out.

Now everyone is looking at this chess game. The chessboard grid is the prison of the [Black and White Dharma Realm]. All prisoners are unable to communicate with the outside world without permission.

The drama guild began to interrogate——

He hung the white piece in his hand on the chess board, using it as a mirror. Representing his "Dharma Eye", watching this chess game. The power of [Black and White Dharma Realm] can be truly reflected in this chess game!

His hand was very steady, and he took out another piece from the chess basket and placed it on the chess game.

So everyone was able to see the chess square clearly - the projection of the Yihai Ice Coffin was in it.

In other words, Zuo Qiuwu's true body will be transferred to this chessboard through this projection, and will be judged in the [Black and White Dharma Realm]. This is to ensure that the public trial is not disrupted to the greatest extent possible. To prevent anyone from finding Zuo Qiu Wu and taking him away before the public trial ends.

"I won't say any more unnecessary words. Taixu Pavilion only wants the truth today." Ju Gui said briefly and concisely, then asked his first question: "Dean Zuo, what is special about Cui Yigeng? Why are you in his Passing through the chapters, it framed his life?”

Zuo Qiuwu looked at Jiang Wang quietly, listening to the sound of heaven resounding in the vast sea of ​​consciousness. His real body could no longer sense everything in the outside world, but he could guess where things had progressed.

After a moment of silence, he spoke: "Cui Yigen is the contemporary great disciple of the Diligent Academy and the anchor of the Academy today. He has never given up on sword practice and never given up on the Academy for three hundred and thirty years. He has been the 'one heart' throughout. !”

"I knew he would never give up, so I let him hang in there."

"His persistence is the persistence of Qinku Academy, and his tenacity is the tenacity of Qinku Academy. He makes this history book more complete, more vivid, and more real."

The dean of the No. 1 academy in the world sighed: "He is a good boy. He is an excellent Confucian student."

"That is to say...his suffering is because of his persistence. He endures because he can bear it. The reason why he is tortured is because he loves this place deeply." Although Ju Gui's voice was calm, his eyes were. Lift up: "Is this correct?"

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