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He didn't die under the glass shards yet, but even with this bit of luck, he must be drowned here soon, right?After all, he is not a master master, no matter how much the little master holds his breath, he will never be able to leave as easily as Gong Shu.

"Juzi..." Shen Li said sadly, "This disciple is incompetent, I'm ashamed of you."

The water finally engulfed him, and the huge impact force engulfed his body and floated around, but a long black shadow swam over swiftly, bit his body with one bite, and dragged him to swim upwards .

The huge earthquake in the main hall finally stopped, but the speculations in the minds of the people in the Great Court Association are still endless. Although Shen Li has not returned to return to his command, since the establishment of the chief, there has never been such a major event, and most people can guess Up to now, something big must have happened inside the organ city.

And standing next to the giant, the ink man who was reading the Edict of Guilt also became extremely ugly, even though he knew that it is human nature to be uncertain in the face of such a situation that has never happened before.

If it was a normal day, he naturally felt that it was nothing. What he was reading today was the Juzi’s Edict of Guilt. Is there any king in this world who was not solemn and solemn when all the officials were reading the Edict of Guilt?

Perhaps it would be better to suspend today's Great Court Meeting, wait until the problem of the organ city is checked, and recite this edict later.The ink thinks so, but today's giant seems to be a little emotional, and he is forcing this matter.

This makes people feel that he seems a little... anxious?

However, there were still some officials present who remained calm and solemn. For example, a group of officials headed by Doctor Shang and Master Zhong, even when the hall trembled most violently, powder fell from the beams and stained their shoulders. , but they still didn't say a word, just knelt on the ground and lowered their heads to listen, as if they were bearing a heavier weight than this hall.

"...Forever thinking about Juejue, I have one person. The group ministers are practicing their ministry, and they are very outspoken." Mo Zhe finally finished reading the last sentence, and there was a dead silence in the whole hall, only the swaying due to the vibration was left. The bright candlelight seems to be telling the wavering state of mind of the officials.

As long as anyone with a discerning eye knows that although this Edict of Guilt is important, the most important thing is the real purpose of the giant's promulgation of Edict of Own Guilt.

If it is not intended to carry out reforms and reform the old system, why does the giant deny all the things he did before?

Reform is not as good as drinking water. It is so intricate that it is not even inferior to the military. It is mixed with the exchange of interests of an unknown number of people, and it also includes an unknown number of power struggles. Both eyes are on the giants, and it is replaced by cowardly people. Don't even dare to mention it.

But the giant is not a cowardly person, and he is by no means reckless. He knows that to do such a big thing, he needs to create a big trend.This Edict of Guilt is the general trend, and only when this general trend is combined can the officials be truly suppressed, and based on this, the new policy will be promulgated.

But what kind of New Deal this New Deal is, who knows?The court battle has been going on for many years, and it is finally time to decide the winner, but to meet this result, there must be many people who will leave the court sadly because of this.

Even... the court of the Mohist family will be turbulent because of this, causing a violent mutiny.

It's just that no matter what, everyone has already smelled a change. No matter who the giant chooses to reform, the Mohist school will definitely change.

"Everyone, please get up." The giant sitting quietly looked a little tired and lonely in his eyes. Big blemish.

However, things always have to be done. Since he is in the position of Juzi, he can't escape even if he wants to.

As for why he must complete this matter today and refuses to wait for an accident in the organ city, it is because he is worried that if he retreats today, first, he will relax his determination; I didn't expect him to act like this, which is why it has such an effect. If the people below are prepared and want to promote this matter in the future, it may be harder to be as decisive as today.

It's just that when he looked outside the hall, he narrowed his eyes, because at a very far distance from him, a faint but determined figure appeared at some point.

Very familiar.

Chapter 634 The past is like a cloud of smoke

The square outside the main hall of the organ city is astonishingly large, and even the people are just a faint dot. If there is a court meeting on weekdays, once the gate of the organ city is opened, hundreds of officials will gradually enter the city from outside the city wall, neatly lined up. The queue walked across the solemn and simple stone bridge, and stood opposite each other in this square, waiting for the discussion.

Most of the time, there were even [-] soldiers and [-] officials, large and small, standing in this square, with such a dignified demeanor that it almost made people wonder if they had dreamed back to the previous dynasty and saw the prosperity of the imperial dynasty again. .

However, although today is the Great Court Meeting, the Great Court Meeting in winter is the season when the snow falls in the twelfth lunar month, so all the officials will enter the palace to discuss matters, and all the officials who come here are officials above a certain level. Those small officials are not qualified to enter the city , so today's square is extremely empty, except for some imperial guards who are still wearing cloaks and sticking to the snow, there are no other people.

And Gongshu Ban stood in this empty square, facing the snowflakes flying all over the sky, as lonely as a stray horse.

Although he finally arrived here, his figure doesn't look very chic. On the contrary, he has just passed through the channel through the water, and his clothes have been soaked by water, and the water drips continuously all the way, making him look very Out of embarrassment.

But it finally came here.

Gongshu Ban slowly lifted off the cloak he was wearing, and threw it to the ground, leaving only the wide-sleeved robe inside, and continued to walk forward with slow steps.

In such a cold season, not to mention ordinary people, even some practitioners may not be able to bear to walk in such a windy square with their whole body soaked, but Gongshu still walked seriously. , as if planning to measure the square with his own feet.

In the cold wind, countless strands of hair fluttered in his disheveled bun, and the wrinkles on his face showed his old appearance. The artificial legs made by the mechanism broke through the snowflakes, and stepped on the snow like ordinary people's footprints. Completely different traces.

I don't know if it was because of the cold, so he hunched up again. He really looked like a very poor old man. Every step he took was extremely strenuous. Anyone who saw it would feel a little pity and sympathy.

However, Gong Shuban didn't feel that he needed to be pitied, but walking in this very familiar square, too many memories emerged in his mind one by one.

"Hi brother, my name is Mo Di, Mo from the Mo family, that Di from the Di people." That immature smiling face was so pure, like a willow leaf falling on a tranquil lake, causing slight ripples on it.

At that time, Gongshu Ban was still young, and he was studying mechanism skills under the former old giant, without distraction, until he arrived, and finally achieved a small success. At this time, the old giant brought this junior in front of him, hoping that he would take more care of him.

In fact, this is not a big deal for him. With his ability, he is enough to be a lecturer in Jishang Academy, and it is not a problem to bring a junior.

It can even be said that he is quite happy to have someone to practice with him under the old giant's school. Not only is it less lonely, but also he can discuss academic problems with multiple people.

Moreover, Gongshu Ban soon discovered that Mo Di was extremely talented, whether it was Qi and blood cultivation or organ skills, as long as he taught him once, he never needed to explain it a second time.In this way, what he learned soon became insufficient, and sometimes he even couldn't answer the questions Modi asked.

He was a strong person, but he was never narrow-minded. Faced with such a situation, not only did he not complain about Mo Di, but instead he studied harder, until he almost forgot to sleep and eat.

Mo Di has always regarded him as a role model in his heart. Seeing how hard he is in his studies, he followed him to study knowledge and exercise his physique in the library of Jishang Academy.

As time passed day by day, the two of them were by no means comparable to their peers in terms of energy and blood cultivation or mechanism skills, and they could be called the twin walls of the younger generation in the Mo family.

As a result, the two formed a brotherhood like blood relatives. In addition to practicing in the Jishang Academy, the two would always play around Jicheng, listening to operas on the stage, fishing by the lake, and riding in the racecourse. Playing polo, hunting in the mountains...

Gongshu usually has a public loser as the foundation to support him. He has spent a lot of money since he was a child, and a few hundred taels of silver is just a day's turnover. He has never worried about money.But Mo Di and the old giant are juniors of the same clan, but they are inevitably shy because of their ordinary family background.

And he knew this, so he generously shared his expenses with the two of them. In those days, he would buy two copies of almost anything he bought, one for himself and one for Modi.

Mo Di refused to accept it at first, but later, because of his persistence, he no longer refused, but insisted that these were only temporarily borrowed, and if he became the chief instructor of mechanism art in the future, he would return them all.

In fact, Gongshu Pan thought funny in his heart at that time: even if he was the head teacher of Shangji Shangxue Palace, his monthly salary would only be a few hundred taels. ?

But later, he himself became the chief teacher of Jishang Academy, and in the midst of all the attention, he personally took over the robe that represented identity, fame, and status—a 30-year-old who had already reached the realm of a small master. At the same time, a young man whose attainments in organ arts are close to those of the old giants, after he succeeds as the chief instructor of organ arts, who knows what kind of brilliance he will create?

The entire Jishang Academy is cheering, and everyone even thinks that he will definitely become the successor to the great cause of the Mohist school in the future. After all, the old giant is over a hundred years old now, and even with his strong blood and energy, he is enough to live longer In the past three to 40 years, the sun has already faded away, and someone will always need to take over the banner in his hand.

To a certain extent, he, the chief instructor of organ arts, is the lord appointed by the old giant.

Even Gongshu Ban himself thinks so.

In the following days, the construction of the organ city finally started, and as the commander and dispatcher of the organ city project, Gongshu Pan himself was able to personally conduct the command, and he was very excited to see the rise of this mighty city.

It's just that in the process of building the organ city, the rift between him and the old giant is constantly expanding.

In all fairness, Gong Shuban's attainments in mechanism art are no less than that of the old giants, and he naturally has his own views on mechanism art. From this, he developed his own ideas, drew many blueprints, gradually felt his own style, and even Based on this, the compilation of "Wu Gong Jing" was started.

However, the old giant was noncommittal to his behavior of subverting the concept of the former sages and infiltrating violence and domineering in the mechanism, and even severely accused him many times of being self-righteous and youthful and frivolous.

However, when he actually wrote the "Martial Arts Classic", the students of Jishang Academy didn't think as much as the old giant. technique".

Because of this, he also gained confidence, unwilling to just succumb to the opinions of the old giants, but insisted on his knowledge of institutions, and even began to experiment with some institutions created by the old giants, once his own institutions can completely defeat those old giants If you have the equipment, you will be very happy. Once it fails, you will think hard and continue to improve the mechanism.

But he was so engrossed in this matter that he had long forgotten the expression on the old giant's face every time he saw him delving into mechanism techniques. It looked like he was looking at a stranger.

After more than ten years, the organ city was finally completed. During this period, he married a well-known wife under the family arrangement, but soon a serious illness took his wife's life. Working and studying, he didn't even have time to leave an heir.

But Gongshu Pan doesn't care about all of this anymore, because he has given everything, including time and energy, to the construction of the organ city and the compilation of "Wu Gong Jing". He also became more and more alienated from him, and poured all his heart and energy into Mo Di.

The two reached the Grandmaster Realm almost in no particular order.

And also on a certain day, Gongshu Ban finally completed the "Wu Gong Jing", with a total of 130 chapters, including nearly [-] kinds of organs, and changed the original conservative and defensive organs of the Mohist mechanism art, and turned to more Develop strong crossbows, sharp arrows, ladders, and mechanism beasts that can kill people on the battlefield.

He completely got rid of everything the old giant taught him, and thus he seemed to have completed a rebirth. From then on, he was no longer the inheritor of the Mohism's mechanism art, but created his own line - conquest with strong troops The world's overbearing mechanism!

But when he happily embraced the general outline of "Wu Gong Jing" and wanted to go to Mo Di to share the results of his many days of hard work, all the good things in the past turned into passing clouds...

Chapter 635 The Unbearable Crime of Life

The Mo Di who came back to see him this time is no longer the kid who always likes to stick behind Gongshu Xiang, fishing, listening to operas, and playing with him.

Unknowingly, this child has grown up. The 36-year-old not only has a thick beard on his face, he has also led soldiers, fought in wars, and even led the Mohists around the world, killing nearly two hundred people with his own hands. Yu is a bandit and a dog official named Misfortune.

Perhaps because of running around for several years, his figure has lost a lot of weight, but he doesn't look weak and weak. On the contrary, against the background of the black clothes of the ink man, he looks more heroic and majestic.

And that originally handsome face is no longer immature after experiencing many things, with clear water chestnut corners, a pair of eyes are radiant, almost bursting out of light, almost unstoppable.

Both of them have already crossed the threshold of a master in this process, not only have they become masters, they have even become their own schools.

Gongshu Ban learned the Tao from mechanism art, abandoned the old way of the Mohist school, and followed the domineering line. His vitality is strong and strong, and his determination is as sharp as a knife. Most of the opponents who can fight him will not appear after a few rounds Out of decline.

Mo Di followed the most orthodox path of the Mohist school. Outside he practiced the Mohist guarding the sword, and inside he practiced the secret "Tianzhilu" of the Mohism. But it can keep the circle around the body without breaking it, and stand in an invincible position.

But if it's just a difference in the way of practice, everything is nothing, the two of them can even be as brotherly as they used to be, but the current situation does not allow the two of them to be like before.

As the rift between Gongshu Pan and the old giant deepened, the court of the Mo family had also been divided into two factions.

One faction is headed by him, and besides the increasingly powerful public losers, there are also many students and officials who are determined to force people; Mo Di inherits the mantle of the old tycoon, and has the power of veteran officials in the court as his backer.

Whether they are willing or not, they are already standing at the forefront of two large ships, with countless people behind them sailing and pushing the oars. Standing on opposite sides of each other.

Time passed day by day, although the two of them were still from the same school, the conflict became more and more obvious, just like the one black and one white in the Mo family, they were clearly distinct and refused to give in to each other.Even in many cases, the two of them would blush so much that they almost drew their swords to fight each other.

Until that day, on the eve of the old giant's 120th birthday, he called the two of them to the Jishang Academy Palace, and said that he was too old to supervise the country, so he decided to give way to one of the two.But because both of them are qualified and capable of inheriting the Mo family, no matter who they choose, the other will definitely feel dissatisfied.

"Since that's the case, it's better to let the two of you follow the news from the Mohist family that he hurt the teacher because of his disagreement with the old giant. Let's decide the winner today, so as not to cause more troubles in the Mohisthism. Big fight."

That's what the old giant said, and a showdown that had never been known to anyone kicked off in that Jishang Academy Palace.

However, even Gongshuba didn't guess that the reason why the old giant set up that duel was not for them to share the winner with each other.

That night, he who had the upper hand in the battle was suddenly hit by a heavy hand from behind by the old giant. After he was seriously injured and vomited blood, he lay on the bed for nearly half a year, unable to move his limbs, and unable to speak!

Overnight, there was turmoil in Ji, the public loser was branded as a treasonist, and then the elder brother of Gongshu Ban, who was the head of the family, was beheaded to show the public, and the whole family was also demoted from Jicheng, returning to the time before they had made a fortune. Jinzhou, where the old house is located.

Those who were supposed to support Gongshu Ban also turned against Mo Di because of the lie of "Gongshu Ban deceives teachers and destroys ancestors". After the old giant passed away a few days later, Mo Di naturally became the new giant of the Mo family.

……

How many years have passed since these things?

Gongshu kept walking forward, but he felt that the scene was so clear. It turned out that he had never forgotten it for so many years, and what he couldn't forget was the guilty look in the old giant's eyes after he secretly shot him, and Mo Di's sudden withdrawal. Move, standing still with surprised eyes.

Maybe the old tycoon really felt guilty towards him, and the heavy hand from behind him didn't kill him after all, but seriously injured him.

What the old giant wants is to clear all the obstacles ahead for Mo Di, so that the struggle between the two factions of the Mohist school will not split the Mohist court, so he adopted this kind of almost low-handed method, even after the fact. Use your own remnant body to make such a frame.

Surprisingly, instead of being angry, Gong Shuban just lay on the bed and thought about it for three months, and finally let out a sneer: "Just look down on me like that, obviously after resigning, I will be able to live an extra 30 years, In order to let my precious disciple sit in that position, why don't you just say no?"

Of course he knew that he should be angry, but the person who actually caused this matter was already dead. Could it be that he wanted to rush to the underworld, stand on the slope of Huangquan Biliang and curse at that pedantic old man?

Maybe it's not impossible...

Gongshu raised his head, and a long staircase stood in front of him, like an undulating mountain, stretching forward continuously, long...but there is still an end after all, and that person is in the depths of the end, watching It doesn't look very real.

The reaction speed of the Mohist imperial army was very fast, and within a short time, hundreds of people rushed here one after another. At first they found Shenli who was in a mess and kept choking on water, and finally they realized that someone could enter the hall directly under their noses !

Gan Mu, the commander of the Forbidden Army, looked at the old man with a chill behind him. You must know that Shen Li had already told him about the identity of the old man. In front of the giant, God knows what kind of troubles will arise.

Just relying on the hundreds of forbidden soldiers who came in a hurry under his hands, how can we stop this master master?

Of course he knew he couldn't, but after gritting his teeth, he finally drew out the knife and shouted hoarsely, "Protect the giant! Go!"

When Zhong Fuzi and others ran out of the hall in shock, blood flowed down the long stairs, and there were dead and wounded Imperial Army guards everywhere. The crossbow arrows and broken spears looked like bird feathers, and the whole picture looked like a bird. A weeping bird painted by death and blood.

Although there are some practitioners among these hundreds of imperial guards, they are as vulnerable as a weak child in the face of a master like Gong Shuban. Even before they form a strong formation, the crippled leg The public loser rushed into them like a tiger, as if he was wearing a sharp armor, tearing their queue to pieces.

Gan Mu was at the back of the queue, watching his long-time Pao Ze brothers fall one by one, his hand holding the knife also trembled, anger and fear were intertwined in his chest, but what was brewing was a kind of Powerless and hopeless.

Of course he knew that if he waited a little longer, it would be much better to fight Gongshu Pan after the other forbidden troops arrived, even if the final result would definitely be defeat, it would not be so unbearable.

But as guards of the imperial army, their duty is to defend the giant. Now that Gongshu is so close to the giant, it is their dereliction of duty. How can he continue to wait?

It can only be filled with human lives, even if it is to gain some more time, I hope that with some more time, the giant can have time to leave, then these brothers will not die so unworthily.

But Gongshu Pan was still moving forward, and slowly climbed the stairs step by step, making fierce strikes one step at a time, almost reaching the middle of the steps covered in blood.

Suddenly, the buzzing sound disappeared in the air, Gongshu raised his eyebrows, and pointed like a sword pierced through the chest of an armored guard who rushed forward, then he lifted the guard's body, suddenly It was thrown in one direction!

636 Chapter Gen, Mountain

The guard of the imperial army in armor was pierced through the chest, and blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, but he was not dead for a while, and endless pain and unwillingness were revealed from his eyes. The palm holding the knife was slightly loosened, and the long knife fell to the ground There was a noisy echo.

Afterwards, a piercing sound came to his eardrums, and in an instant a bright blood flower bloomed from his neck again, and the completely transparent sword shadow rushed towards Gongshu Xiang with the blood sprayed by him!

Of course, this is not the method of the guard of the Imperial Army. Although there are some tricks in this world, who can spit out a sword from his own neck?

And Gongshu Pan knew this sword, he knew the name of this sword, and he also knew who the junior who once held this sword was.

It can't be seen, it can't be seen, it can't be seen, it can't be touched, it can't be seen, these are the words that the old giant praised this sword.

The origin of Master Zhong's Hanguang sword is untestable. It has been passed down by the Mohists for more than a hundred years. It is enough to be called the first of the famous swords in the world. Presumably, only the legendary sword was once held in the hands of the holy king. The Pojun who was broken by splitting the mountain is even better.

In fact, when this sword was just famous in the world, it was just the sword of an ordinary warrior of the Mo family, and its power was far less powerful than it is now.

But when it was in Master Zhong's hands, Master Zhong was pleasantly surprised to find that the sword was so light that it was almost nothing, which was just suitable for the spiritual cultivation method of repelling objects, so it became his natal object to replace Feijian.

Over the years, as Master Zhong's cultivation has continued to improve, there are countless masters who have fallen under this sword. Most of them can only hopelessly be at a loss where they are because they can't catch the trajectory of this invisible sword. .

But Gongshu Ban is very familiar with this sword, and his blood is extremely strong, he actually captured the sword shadow directly through the slight sound and sharp sword intent, and successfully blocked its sneak attack with a corpse path of!

The Hanguang sword cannot be stained with blood, so within a moment, the blood on the sword fell to the ground, and the sword disappeared into the sky again.