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Chapter 526 Legend! (asking for monthly ticket)
He was personally escorted by the fifth most powerful general in the world, the mighty General Yuwen Lie.

The holder of the White Tiger Dharma Image of the Ninth Heaven, the most outstanding figure of the contemporary era, all those who blocked his way were mowed down by the White Tiger heavy spear, without any nonsense, he killed his way out in an upright manner.

Countless masters from the great families in Zhongzhou died at the hands of Yuwen Lie.

And according to Yuwen Lie's words, these nameless people died at his hands, which was something they could be proud of in their lives, and they should die without any regrets.

Ji Yanzhong knew that Ji Ning'er was safe, and he finally felt relieved, but his expression was complicated.

He was silent for a long time along the way, and I didn't know what he was thinking about.

And before Yuwen Lie set off.

He Ruoqinhu finally sighed softly. The experienced, cunning and ruthless general remained silent and said nothing. Jiang Wanxiang dismissed everyone, released all the common people, and allowed all the officials from the noble families to return to their homes.

The raging flames were about to burn down the nine-story pagoda.

It seemed to tear the sky apart and dye the vast sky red.

Jiang Wanxiang looked at the raging flames on the nine-story pagoda and chuckled. He felt tired, but he said with a congratulatory tone, "Your Majesty, you can rest assured and take a short break. We will have to deal with many things later."

"You can now put down the many responsibilities and the burden of eight hundred years."

Jiang Wanxiang shook his arm, and placed his right hand on top of his left hand. The sleeves of his dark blue robe with the hidden dragon pattern fell down, and he saluted the raging flames and the Scarlet Sky Sword. With white hair and a king's golden crown, he said:

"Old minister Jiang Wanxiang."

"Send your majesty back!"

His voice was old, but as hard as iron. When he raised his eyes, a hint of sigh and trance appeared in his eyes because of the Red Emperor's determination, but was eventually dispelled by greater determination.

“Good going!”

"Calm your mind and have no dreams."

Jiang Wanxiang bowed deeply and slowly stood up.

"Old minister, no..."

His voice paused, and then he smiled with a calmness that seemed to indicate that he had seen the ending and the future ahead: "My Lord, I will probably go to look for you soon, haha."

Jiang Wanxiang chuckled to himself a few times, sensing the two completely different feelings of strength and weakness in his body, and slowly left. Yuwen Lie went to chase and kill Ji Yanzhong and Ji Ning'er, while He Ruo, an experienced tiger catcher, was responsible for suppressing the current situation.

Jiang Wanxiang went to the academy alone.

The sky was vast, and the bells under the eaves were vibrating, making bursts of light sounds.

In the past, the academy was bustling and lively, with young people discussing their aspirations and wishes with each other, and the elderly watching the new flames of the young age with a smile on their faces. But now it is lonely and quiet, with a sense of emptiness and desolation as if no one has left the academy.

When people leave, the tea is cool.

In front of the ancient Confucian path, Gongyang Suwang sat calmly.

The Qilin was crawling beside it.

In the entire academy, the six palace masters who were once famous were all above the ninth heaven and had become the talents of their own choice. But now, only Su Wang is left here.

Jiang Wanxiang walked over slowly and said with a loud smile, "King Su, you are so leisurely."

"Good job."

Gongyang Su Wang said calmly: "It's just a scholar reading, working and drinking tea."

Jiang Wanxiang swept his sleeves and calmly sat down opposite King Gongyang Su. He looked at the chessboard on the table, picked up the chess pieces and placed them down casually. King Su did not comment and also went to play chess with Jiang Wanxiang.

The two of them didn't speak at first, they just quietly made their moves, and only the sound of the wind and the dinging of the chessboard could be heard. It was not until they had finished playing a game of chess that Jiang Wanxiang finally spoke, with a sigh, and said:

"The world is in turmoil. It has been a long time since I have had the leisure to sit here, talk, drink tea and play chess."

"When I was young, I always felt that there were endless things to do. At that time, I thought that there would always be time and opportunities in the future, so I didn't rush to play chess for fun. If I kept putting it off, it would eventually be gone."

King Gongyang Su said calmly: "The emperor is seeking tyranny, and his heart is obsessed with something, so he can't be at ease."

Jiang Wanxiang laughed: "If there is nothing in your heart, what is the point of living?"

"You come from the Suwang Gongyang School, how come you are talking about Buddhism?"

King Gongyang Su gave birth to a son and said:
"There have been many discussions among the six palace masters of the academy. The great way is only one, but it is just one [self]. Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, in the end, have something in common. The so-called self-cultivation is nothing more than choosing one's own from the vast great way."

Jiang Wanxiang made a move and smiled faintly: "How to cultivate the domineering way?"

King Gongyang Su asked: "What was the reason for Emperor Ying to meet Emperor Chi?"

Both of them answered with questions and also asked questions in return.

Jiang Wanxiang thought for a long time and replied, "Chidi, Ji Zichang, I once looked down on him because he did not have the courage and means to be looked up to; but in the end, I admired him, and besides this admiration, I envied him."

King Gongyang Su raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you jealous of him being forced to death?"

Jiang Wanxiang said calmly: "You know, Master, I don't want to force him to death."

"What the Red Emperor longed for before was to find his own destination, to seek a quiet place under peace, to remove the shackles that the glory of the Red Emperor's lineage had placed on him for eight hundred years, and to remove the expectations of his relatives, officials, common people, and the people of the world."

"Leave it to him."

"But in the end, he did something that even I was amazed by."

"If Ji Zichang was just an ordinary person, he could have a life of wealth and peace, and a life of leisure and peace after carrying this heavy burden for decades. It's a pity that Ji Zichang is not an ordinary person."

Jiang Wanxiang thought about the figure that slowly disappeared in the fire and said, "I can bear such a responsibility, follow my heart, and make my own choice."

"Like an emperor."

"But King Su, with your martial arts skills, it is not impossible to take the Red Emperor away before anything happens. Why don't you go?"

King Su was silent for a long time, then replied, "I cannot humiliate him."

"Even more, we can't let his wish to bury the past become a joke."

As the Su Wang played chess, his own aura was faintly clashing, colliding, and entangled with Jiang Wanxiang's aura, making the sky above the academy vast and profound. The Su Wang picked up the white chess piece and said, "Before coming here, I tried to ask Master Zi Yang."

"Zi Yang Zhenren took out a letter that Dao Zong left for us before he left. I opened the letter and saw only one word: Revolution."

Jiang Wanxiang said: "Ge, the forty-nine of the sixty-four hexagrams."

King Su said: "Yes, but at that time, I did not understand the meaning of this hexagram. Only now do I understand it, this is the Ge hexagram."

"Only by changing the old can we establish the new."

"Otherwise, it will only be a temporary solution and will not last long."

The King of Su paused, as if he saw the fiery Red Emperor heading towards his own path and end again. He also looked at Jiang Wanxiang, whose hair was white and whose vitality was almost exhausted, and sighed:

"【革】, I only found out about this on this day."

"This is such a brilliant, yet bloody text."

Jiang Wanxiang smiled and said, "Well said, how can reforming the old and establishing the new be possible without bloodshed?"

"Drink a glass of wine!"

“To expect to succeed without going through hardships and without making great efforts is ultimately just a fantasy.”

The old emperor dropped a move, his demeanor was extremely calm. King Su looked at the man in front of him, who was calm and had his own way. He finally asked, "So, why did Emperor Ying come here to grab a place?"

Jiang Wanxiang said: "Reform the old and establish the new."

His fingers were white and bony, and his blood vessels were like a trail of decay, with a dark blue track. He picked up a black chess piece and pointed to his heart, saying, "As the Master said, my life will not last long."

"Probably just in the next few days."

"The death of Chen Fubi is like a sharp knife piercing my heart."

"It's inserted very deep, and it hurts a lot."

"After that, the world was in a state of war for several years. My life was like a candle in the rain. I started from humble beginnings and ascended to the throne as a son of a concubine. I conquered all directions and finally achieved the situation of dividing the world into two. I am very happy, but I am still not satisfied."

"After all, I just feel unwilling to accept it."

King Gongyang Su said: "I am unwilling to accept this."

Jiang Wanxiang narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes."

King Gongyang Su gave birth to a son and asked, "Because of victory or defeat?"

Jiang Wanxiang said calmly: "Because I didn't fight with all my strength, I'm going to die."

"Because I died before the sun rose!"

“I am unwilling to accept this.”

"So, I came here only to ask for the luck to enter my body and to have a chance to fight one last time. I haven't finished what I want to do yet, so I can't die."

There was a ripple and astonishment in the eyes of Gongyang Suwang: "The Scarlet Emperor ignited the fire with his destiny, burning away the great trend and righteousness of eight hundred years. What was left was the blazing fire poison and the sedimentation of dirt. It was called destiny, but it was mixed with the desires of all living beings and the final determination."

"That's poison. If you try to control it, you will die in great pain and without a burial place."

Jiang Wanxiang said calmly: "Scholars will never understand the heart of heroes."

"Now that things have come to this, how can I take my life to heart?"

Jiang Wanxiang said softly, "The old times remain in the old times, but the old things are often missed by people, aren't they, Su Wang? You and I are both left over from that past era."

"Young people have their own dreams, but old people also have their own persistence. I have seen and done things all my life, but if I were to be interrupted by a few words and give up, then what I have done in my life would be a little ridiculous."

"Are we a joke?"

"of course not."

"Old is a derogatory term used by young people to describe us."

"Contempt is our disdain for young people."

"No matter what happens, there must be a final battle of victory and defeat, life and death, before the final verdict can be recorded in history. The world has been in turmoil for more than three hundred years. This time is too long, too long indeed."

"And now, it's the final moment. The battle that ended three hundred years of chaos and strife was my dream when I was young. When I'm old and dying, I can finally see it."

"I'm going to catch it!"

King Gongyang Su looked at Jiang Wanxiang in front of him.

He was skinny and looked like he was about to die. The sleeves that originally fitted his body seemed too loose and swayed slightly, like a dragon that was about to die. The candlelight on the table flickered, casting fluctuating shadows and light on his face.

It was like a firm and sharp sword slashing forward.

"Let me show you, Master."

"No matter how despicable it is, no matter how ugly it is to prolong my life for this battle, I will continue to move forward. What Ji Zichang did was only to sever the Red Emperor's 800 years, but what I want to do is different."

Jiang Wanxiang placed his last piece, smiling like a blue dragon, and whispered:
"Let the old times fight against the so-called young people."

"The earth is covered with old branches and trees. Only a thorough wildfire can burn all of them. This fire needs to be thorough enough. Only in this way can new grass and trees grow on the earth again. That is spring."

"What has been accumulated over the past eight hundred years is too heavy. Without going through the most thorough pain, it is impossible to achieve true hegemony."

“Without painful changes, there will be no real peace.”

King Gongyang Su realized what the king before him was about to do.

Jiang Wanxiang said, "King Gongyang Su, you said that in the Confucian academy, each palace master has his own pursuits and also learns the concepts of other schools. So, has the master ever studied history?"

“It can be seen that the imperial courts of various dynasties carried out many reforms during the period of rejuvenation.”

"Do you know why they can't accomplish it? Do you know why those great scholars and celebrities who are erudite, talented, and compassionate to the people can't succeed in their reforms, which clearly hit the nail on the head?"

King Gongyang Su looked at the king in front of him and said, "It's like a sword."

"It's very difficult to point the sword at yourself." Jiang Wanxiang said, "Yes, and because they are in the [Inner], they are already high and mighty, and they want to make a fresh start. If a person holds a sharp blade and points it at himself, how can it be possible?"

"Mr. Wen Zheng, Mr. Ban Shan, and many other great scholars' so-called reforms and innovations were stopped as soon as they became slightly painful. It was all for the same reason."

"If the reform is not thorough, then it is not a reform at all."

Jiang Wanxiang picked up the chess piece and murmured:

"A scholar is good for nothing. A scholar, a scholar..."

"Too weak, and not firm and fierce enough."

"Only violent and thorough power can accomplish a complete revolution. Only by crushing everything that exists can the world be restored to a state of peace for a short period of time, waiting for the next great struggle."

"Now, this opportunity has come."

King Gongyang Su looked at Jiang Wanxiang and caught a glimpse of the waves in the emperor's heart.

Jiang Wanxiang put down the chess piece, stood up, and smiled: "Do you still remember when we were sixteen or seventeen years old? Master, of course, you are much older than me. When you were sixteen or seventeen, and when I was sixteen or seventeen, we were both young at that time."

"When we look at the world, we feel that our elders and older generations are corrupt and rotten, that they do not understand our great aspirations, and that they are just puppets carved out by this era and the world, without any spirit of their own."

"We are different."

“We have dreams.”

"Now, I am of the older generation. Life is short, so I have to do what I need to do. Otherwise, if my youthful dreams rot, it will be too late."

"After this battle, I will decide the winner between me and the King of Qin."

"If he wins, then there's nothing to say."

"If we win..."

Jiang Wanxiang paused, and was silent for a long time, then smiled:
"I will die too."

King Gongyang Su sighed, and Qilin seemed to understand.

All living things desire to live.

There are no exceptions, it's just that some people value other things more.

Jiang Wanxiang held the chess piece in his hand and remained silent for a long time. He smiled like a father and looked at King Gongyang Su, asking, "Master, what do you think of my son Jiang Gao?"

Gongyang Suwang put it succinctly:

"Master Wenchun, if he were alive in a peaceful time, he would be a benevolent ruler."

Jiang Wanxiang laughed: "He is also a young man."

"If I win, I will invite the Master to see the peace he has created!"

"The old generation will eventually burn out like a flame. I will set off the fire of the times. I will bring with me all the power of the old world, all the noble families, the remaining great celebrities, and the rotten things that are entrenched, to fight the King of Qin."

"I am the one who bears the shadow and distortion of the world for the past eight hundred years."

"I will have a good fight with Li Guanyi. Regardless of the outcome, those rotten things will be chopped into pieces by the sharp blade of King Qin in this battle. The final outcome depends on whether the blade will break."

King Gongyang Su said: "Emperor Ying is very ambitious, but you want to use the edge of the King of Qin to complete your hegemony, but you are not afraid of backlash."

Jiang Wanxiang said: "Backlash, so what?"

Jiang Wanxiang expressed his decision calmly:

"Borrow the King of Qin to conquer the world."

"If I succeed, I will die, and the King of Qin will die too. The old noble families, the rotten things will be buried with the King of Qin and me. I will go down and drink and gamble with the King of Qin, leaving behind a great world for the world and Gao'er."

"If this plan of mine fails, then I will die, and the old empire, the nobles, those rotten things, will be buried with me. The King of Qin will live and completely crush the turbulence of this chaotic world and the shadow of the world for eight hundred years, leaving behind the most righteous one to gain the country."

"Whether the blade breaks or not, no matter who wins and who dies, it must be one."

"Happiness is everywhere."

King Gongyang Su remained silent.

Jiang Wanxiang said: "You have read the history books, but it is still not enough."

King Gongyang Su said, "Your Majesty, please speak clearly."

Jiang Wanxiang smiled: "If I say so, history is just a saying."

"What?"

"Only with the sword can peace be achieved!"

"Gentle whispers cannot change the world, Master."

"Only a violent, direct, and thorough battlefield can crush the dirt and reshape the spirit of peace. This time, let me take this old era and rush towards this big dream."

"Whether I succeed or not, my dream will come true. So, from here on, I am already invincible. I can already see the peaceful days in the future. All I need to do is step onto the battlefield and fulfill this dream."

"There's nothing better in the world than this."

"Will God bless me too?"

King Gongyang Su was holding the chess piece, but for some reason he couldn't make a move.

After making a few moves, Jiang Wanxiang looked at the chessboard and said, "Master, you lost this game. When I was young, you told me that playing chess is like the general trend of the world, and I have to stay calm. It seems that you can't stay calm."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"I am also a real man."

He stood up, turned around, and walked forward slowly, his white hair hanging down. He said calmly, "I will also reach the end of my path in an ugly way, using any means necessary. When that time comes, I will wait for the evaluation of future generations in the history books."

"After we part today, we will never meet again. Please come back someday to see the world at peace. When I was young, I also saw you in the academy. At that time, we drank and chatted."

"I played ten games of chess with you, but I lost miserably every time."

"You said my wish was just a dream."

"Ah………"

Jiang Wanxiang smiled, and he looked sideways at Gongyang Suwang. He said he was going to die, but at this time he was still majestic. Facing the Confucian Suwang who was known as the number one person under the legend, he only said with some regret, fatigue, and indifference:
"After all, he is just a Confucian scholar."

"How can you understand the ways of the emperors of the Central Plains?"

King Gongyang Su was stunned by the emperor's spirit, but after Jiang Wanxiang left.

Qilin suddenly shouted, "This guy just replaced the chess piece quietly when you weren't paying attention."

King Gongyang Su was shocked and went to look again, only to find that the chessboard had indeed been tampered with.

So the demeanor of Emperor Kairan was shattered.

The freshness of my youth reappeared.

Naughty, heroic, bold, and cunning.

King Su wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. The old Canglong was still the same illegitimate young boy, the one who was snoring under a big tree, wearing straw sandals, and talking about the world and the future.

Still him, but not him.

King Gongyang Su sat there, murmuring: "Oh, the world..."

...............

Yuwen Lie left, and the experienced and ruthless He Ruoqinhu was personally in charge of Jiang Wanxiang's strategy here. Jiang Wanxiang issued an order and wrote a manifesto to recruit people from the aristocratic families in Zhongzhou and the families of civil and military officials to go and jointly attack Qin King Li Guanyi.

All officials were afraid and the noble families shirked their responsibilities.

This is also what should happen.

This is the kind of problem-solving method they are best at, cleverly transforming themselves within the rules to gain benefits and exploit loopholes. However, this time they are facing a king who has great ambitions but is dying and will do anything to achieve his goals.

He has been conquering the world for forty-seven years and has long been accustomed to seeing good and evil. He is a completely indifferent military strategist.

One is the one who makes the rules.

One is a rule breaker.

Jiang Wanxiang then issued an imperial decree to invite those opposing noble families and heirs to the appointment. On that day, some of those who attended the appointment were indignant and rebuked Jiang Wanxiang in public. Some used drinking as an opportunity to express their wishes. Others said they were willing to help, but they were just ordinary families, poor and without manpower.

There are so many things in the world, and people’s hearts are all different.

Enough to write thousands of words and countless brilliant articles.

The historian in the academy used four words to record the outcome of this incident.

[Beheaded by the emperor].

Historical records show that the Emperor of Ying was cruel and murderous in Zhongzhou.

In just a few days, more than 1,700 people from noble families, famous officials and great scholars were killed. Under the blade, all the noble families and clans became pioneers and were willing to participate in the war of conquest. Emperor Ying, Jiang Wanxiang, moved the noble families and the nobles into the Ying State.

The wind was blowing wildly as Jiang Wanxiang walked alone in the Red Emperor's palace.

Under the perception and observation of Gongyang Suwang and Qilin far away in the academy, he calmly stretched out his hand and grasped the remaining luck of the Red Emperor, what Ji Zichang left behind, what was left by the Red Emperor's lineage.

Once glorious and brilliant, but now rotten, the aura that was almost visible to the naked eye twisted and wrapped around Jiang Wanxiang's arm, then spread upwards. Under the flesh and blood, black marks flowed rapidly.

Jiang Wanxiang's arrogance rose, and his heart became stronger.

The old Qilin and Gongyang Suwang both felt the feeling of Jiang Wanxiang, who had taken that step under the impact of eight hundred years of distorted luck.

The world shook.

In terms of pure power and height, it is as if it were the breath of martial arts legends.

But in Gongyang Suwang's perception, there was a sense of desolation.

King Gongyang Su said softly: "The world is like this, and it is always said that living long is a good thing."

“Not necessarily.”

"Live long, old friends are like autumn leaves, beaten by rain and blown away by wind..."

The old Qilin asked, "Is this really a martial arts legend?"

Gongyang Suwang said softly: "He is a unique person, but he is not a martial arts legend. However, he is not an ordinary grandmaster. This force is like fire, and the arrogance and luck that can be traced back to eight hundred years ago. The rest is carried by Jiang Wanxiang."

"What he asked for was one last fight."

“Whatever the cost.”

"To die for justice, to live for a greater wish..."

King Gongyang Su drank and whispered:
"It's just these few days."

"Ji Zichang and Jiang Wanxiang are both dead."

Jiang Wanxiang turned around. Emperor Yingguo smiled calmly. He felt the distorted vitality. The human hearts and desires of past generations wanted to corrupt him, but he calmly suppressed them.

The Great Emperor of Ying State said, "Heroes of the world are killing each other."

"All the heroes in the world are dead."

"Li Guanyi, I will be your opponent!"

"Let's use the fire in our hearts to continue the romantic spirit of this world for another 800 years!"

(End of this chapter)