Mo Gong is the person with the highest realm in this world.This fact is so clear, as if he was standing in the snow-covered palace in black at this time, and he could see it at a glance.Logically speaking, he shouldn't be standing here, but he is standing here, and no one dares to ask.There were paw prints on the snow, which were the traces of the bluebird flying in the sky.Mo Gong no longer looked at the sky, looked at those paw prints, thoughtful.In the duty room outside the imperial wall, Scholar Zhang looked at the cup of tea that was gradually disappearing, and was also thoughtful.An officer stood in front of him with a nervous expression.The commander of the forbidden army pushed open the door and walked in with snow grains, and said with a solemn expression: "The people in Cangzhou are all staring, but they are worried that those dead soldiers will not mix into the palace in advance, and then those ordinary scholars gathered outside the palace, if they are not dispersed as soon as possible, I am afraid that they will be used by people with intentions." ”The scholar gently pushed the teacup a little farther away from the edge of the table with his index finger and said, "If there is any movement in Your Majesty's palace, the forbidden army will move." ”Hearing this, the official's expression changed greatly, and he knelt directly in front of him with a snap, and said urgently: "My lord, don't do it!"
”The scholar looked at the man deeply and did not speak.The official's voice was slightly astringent: "Your Majesty ordered the prince of Jing to enter Beijing, the situation in the imperial court was suddenly unstable, and public opinion was surging, how could you miss such a good opportunity?"
”This sentence is not stated, but the meaning is already very clear.Whether His Majesty the Emperor wants to kill the prince of King Jing, or the prince of King Jing wants to kill the king, the imperial court can take advantage of the chaos to do many things, and there is no need to bear any charges afterwards.No matter how you look at it, this is the best opportunity for a university scholar, and it can even be said to be the perfect opportunity.Even the commander of the forbidden army was a little shaken, looking at the scholar, nervously waiting for his final decision.Seeing that Scholar Zhang was still silent, the official had some hope and persuaded again: "Even if Your Majesty really has any preparations, but Mo Gong is in the palace, as long as he makes a move......
What can't be solved?
”"Brother Mo is only acting for the justice of the world in this life, how can he act for you and my selfishness?"
Scholar Zhang got up and walked to the window, looked into the depths of the palace that he couldn't see, thinking of the friend he had known for decades, and fell silent again.With the wisdom and ability of King Jing's son, since he can bring Mo Gong into the palace, he will naturally be able to persuade Mo Gong to make a move.Today's opportunity is indeed too good, no matter how wise and unfathomable Your Majesty is, there is no way to resist this wind and snow.But why did he still feel that something was wrong?
His eyes passed through the palace walls and the wind and snow, as if he saw the picture of Mo Gong standing in the snow, and felt that something very important was happening there.Mo Gong stood in the wind and snow, and many people also stood in the wind and snow.The people and scholars gathered outside the palace gate kept crying in the wind and snow, begging His Majesty to ensure the safety of King Jing's son, so as not to fall into a terrible war in the Chu State, such as those cavalry who were ready to attack on the back street, and those Cangzhou powerhouses who were ready to break into the palace at any time.Not far from the main hall, several eunuchs who had been castrated into the palace ten years ago wore feather coats and quietly approached under the cover of wind and snow.Except for Tong Yan and themselves, no one knew that they were the dead soldiers sent to the palace by Cangzhou.These things in the capital of Chu today and these people are like those paw prints deliberately left in the snow by the blue bird, one in the east and one in the west, which seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they have an extremely secret and mysterious connection.What these things will turn out in the end, whether these people live or die in the end, will have to wait for the end of that game.But the game was in the middle of a pause.Tong Yan looked at the wind and snow in the distance, and his thick eyebrows were raised like a sword.This is the illusion of Qingtianjian, not the real world, the cultivators here can't ascend, why is there a heavenly calamity?
Then he remembered the words he heard when he first entered this room many years ago—the highest cultivation realm in this world could only reach the Jindan Consummation to the First Infant, that is, the Wandering Wilderness First Realm, and could no longer be improved.Is the reason why there are signs of a catastrophe because someone in this world has touched the realm above the first infant?
This kind of thing should have happened in the Qingtianjian in the past, and the cultivators here are not real beings, so they must have been wiped out.But this time......
Tong Yan felt the change in the aura on the side of the wind and snow, and his emotions were a little complicated, because he knew who the person who was going to break the catastrophe was.Mo Gong is a great scribe, a great calligrapher, and a cultivator with the highest realm for hundreds of years.He is Tong Yan's old friend, and he is also a close friend of Zhang Daxue, he came to the capital of Chu today, not to kill the emperor, but for the peace of the world.But just like Scholar Zhang thought, since Tong Yan could persuade him to come to the capital, there must be a way to persuade him to make a move against Jing Jiu.It's just that Tong Yan was hesitant at this time.If Mo Gong chooses to break the robbery, it will inevitably be the result of his death, which will have a fatal impact on his game.Whether it is from Mo Gong's position or his own position, it seems that he should find a way to make Mo Gong choose not to be a catastrophe.The problem is that Tong Yan is a cultivator, he knows very well the feeling of the avenue in front, the so-called Chaowen Dao, death at night, this is what it means, he doesn't want Mo Gong to miss this opportunity because of himself."
What would you choose?"
Tong Yan suddenly looked at Jing Jiu and asked, this question was naturally not the next move, but Mo Gong's choice.Jing Jiu glanced at him and didn't speak.In his opinion, this is not something that needs to be chosen, and life should go in that direction.The wind and snow are getting worse and worse, and the picture in the palace is getting blurrier and blurr.Time passes slowly.Mo Gong stood in the snow, still not moving.Jing Jiu moved.He picked up a black piece and put it on the board.Click!
An extremely thick bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and blasted through countless snow flakes into the palace!
Countless exclamations rang out inside and outside the imperial city, and a commotion broke out.Tong Yan's body became a little stiff, and I don't know if this is a coincidence or what.Jing Jiu said, "Go and see." ”Liu Shinian glanced at Tong Yan, walked out of the palace gate with an umbrella, and came to the palace square.The decree to seal the palace has been made, even if the thunder falls, and the outside of the palace is already in chaos, no one comes in.A hole appeared in the white felt snow, as if it had been burned by a lamp, and several cracks appeared around it.The edges of Mo Gong's clothes were a little scorched, and he looked at the sky silently, there was no fear in his eyes, only the intent to fight, and his right hand had already fallen on the sword.Ten-year-old Liu watched him quietly, waiting for him to make his final decision.………… The wings broke through the snow, and the bluebird flew and landed gently on the table.It didn't look at Mo Gong in the snow, so those real-world cultivators outside Echo Valley didn't see the picture of the heavenly thunder falling.It didn't look at the chess pieces on the chessboard, but looked at Jing Jiu, his eyes full of inquiry and confusion.()