Yu Wu

"..."

Mo Xi stood with his hands folded on his chest and his long legs, leaning against the pillar behind Gu Mang: "You think a gentleman's eyes are familiar?"

"Well, I think I've seen him, but I forgot about him."

Mo Xi raised his sword eyebrows slightly: "Jun Zihui passed away hundreds of years ago. I'm afraid you have mistaken someone."

Gu Mang was not reconciled. He stared at the portrait and looked back and forth many times, and finally said firmly: "I must have seen someone who looks like him. Do you think he will ascend to immortality, so he has not died?"

"impossible."

"why?"

"Jun Zihui died in the end due to the damage of his spiritual core, and that was also his battle of conferring the gods." Mo Xi said, "Since then, Chonghua has never had another 'hui'."

They are all people who have experienced the pain of spiritual core damage. Gu Mang twitched subconsciously, and asked, "Why was his spiritual core destroyed? Is it also because he did something bad?"

"Jun Zihui has always walked on the snow, and he behaves better than Boyi. If you want to say that he has done something wrong... probably he made an exception and took in a student from the academy." Mo Xi paused, "He believed in the wrong person."

The man painted in the small portrait is lying in the silk silk attached to the scroll, his eyes are peaceful and calm, seeming to be compassionate and gentle.

Gu Mang murmured: "I believed in the wrong person... But it's not written in any of these books?"

"The "Old History of Chonghua" is just a brief history. It does not contain his life, but only his spells and achievements. Naturally, you can't see anything famous."

"Then can you tell me about these tricks?" Gu Mang simply turned around from the other side of the bench in the corridor, put his long legs on the bench, and looked at Mo Xi expectantly.

Mo Xi: "...Sit down, don't act like a hooligan."

Gu Mang reluctantly put down his long legs.

There was nothing wrong with the left and right, Mo Xi thought for a while, smoothed out the context, and then talked about the past with Gu Mang.

"Jun Zihui's name is Shen Tang. He used to be the grand master and national teacher of the Cultivation Academy. During the period when he was in charge of the Academy, Chonghua produced countless generals and masters, and also created many different techniques. At that time, there was a legend that no matter how poor the aptitude is, as long as he gets the guidance of Palace Master Shen Tang, he can be reborn and achieve something. That's why people call him 'Gentleman Hui'."

Gu Mang said: "Didn't everyone beg him to teach?"

"You don't need to ask, Shen Tang can teach without distinction. He is the master of the academy, and he pays close attention to every student who enters the academy." Mo Xi paused, "Even including the servants of the academy."

Mo Xi continued: "At that time, there was a little slave in the Cultivation Academy. He was unwilling to bow his head to others for the rest of his life, and longed to have the ability to call rain and wind like a monk, so every time Shen Tang opened the altar to give lectures, he would use it to clean it. In the name of sitting, dawdling by the altar to listen."

"Ah...so blatant, won't they drive him away?"

"Other elders may be able to, but Shen Tang won't." Mo Xi said, "That slave is also sure that Palace Master Shen is kind to others, so he pays attention to his class. And his mind is very smart, Shen Tang told his disciples He can almost remember the words in his heart verbatim."

Gu Mang raised his hand and said, "I know! Then that little slave secretly cultivated himself, became a very powerful person, and fought with Princess Haitang—"

Mo Xi was stunned, and his usually stern face showed some extremely rare blankness: "With whom?"

"That amazing princess who is the same as Mengze, Princess Haitang."

"...It's Palace Master Shen Tang. Besides, Palace Master Xuegong and Princess Mengze don't mean the same thing."

Gu Mang said: "Well, it sounds the same anyway, so let's talk about Princess Shen Tang."

The corners of Mo Xi's mouth twitched slightly. When Senior Brother Gu teased him, he always liked to call him Your Highness the Princess.This guy's hobby of calling other men princesses has not changed until now.

Mo Xi raised his hand with a headache, and rubbed his slender fingers against his forehead. He didn't want to ask Gu Mang about the princess, so he calmed down for a while, and then said: "You guessed right in the first half, that slave is indeed I practiced secretly by myself, but things were not so easy. Forming a spiritual core is a dangerous process. The stronger the talent of the formed spiritual core, the greater the suffering the monk will suffer. The slave did not expect his potential to be so amazing, but at the beginning At the very beginning, the spirit core got out of control and went berserk, which caused the house of the school to burn, and his secret practice of spells was revealed, and he was sent to Palace Master Shen Tang."

Gu Mang listened intently, seeing Mo Xi stopped here, he couldn't help asking: "What happened after that? Did Princess Shen Tang abolish that slave's spirit core?"

"No. The slave's spiritual core hadn't yet formed at that time, and it was in the stage of cohesion, and the whole person was in unbearable pain. Shen Tang knew that if no one took the lead to rescue him, this person would die violently. So he felt compassion in his heart, and finally It violated the rule of 'slaves are not allowed to practice' at that time, and helped that person survive the catastrophe."

The plants and trees in the courtyard swayed, Mo Xi looked up at the sparkling water surface, and continued.

"After Shen Tang helped that man through the catastrophe, the man knelt down and thanked him repeatedly, saying that he would not be able to repay his life by tying a grass ring. Shen Tang saw that he had a lot of spiritual roots and was a person who knew how to repay his kindness. Report to Your Majesty, make an exception and accept him as a disciple of the palace."

Gu Mang sighed, "This slave is really lucky. By the way, what's his name?"

"He didn't have a parent to give him a name. On weekdays, the school stewards call him Thirteener according to his slave status. After Shen Tang accepted him, he changed his name." Mo Xi paused for a while, and said, " Calling flowers to break the darkness."

Shen Tanghua broke the darkness.

As if startled by the name, several birds in the courtyard flew over the high-pecked eaves and flew towards the sky.

Mo Xi glanced at Gu Mang.

This is a very interesting situation. The notoriety of Hua Poyan is like a taboo that cannot be touched. It seems that even saying these three words will be cursed by resentful spirits. Until now, Chonghua has not dared to mention this person lightly. .But when Gu Mang heard the name of the big devil, he didn't react at all, as if he heard a cat or a dog.

Just ask: "Is Hua Poan the one whom Princess Shen Tang believed in wrongly?"

"That's right. He is the one who Shen Tang paid by mistake. At that time, Shen Tang didn't know what kind of beast he had taken in, nor did he know that he had personally signed the name for the devil who had plagued Kyushu for nearly a hundred years. He only thought that he Just like in the past, I did a trivial thing that couldn't be more ordinary."

Speaking of this, Mo Xi looked down at Shen Tang's portrait soaked in the sunlight, his brows and eyebrows drawn with pen and ink were gentle and gentle, as if he was also looking at the people of later generations across the stream of time.

"Year after year, Hua Poan did not disappoint Shen Tang's intentions, and became stronger and stronger. He made outstanding achievements for Chonghua, and was highly valued and praised by the king. The king even moved to abolish slaves. The ban, I hope to get more unworldly talents like him."

The more Gu Mang listened, the more surprised he became. It turned out that Chonghua already had the idea of ​​using a large number of slaves at that time?He couldn't help asking: "Did you succeed?"

"No. Abolishing the order is not such a hasty thing. Your Majesty decided to first allow Hua Poan to go to the people to select a group of servants with wisdom roots and teach them to practice and ask."

Gu Mang seemed a little disappointed, but still sighed: "This is pretty good, at least I have a chance to prove myself..."

Mo Xi seemed to have heard a big joke, "Prove yourself?... Yes, they proved themselves. But what they proved was not their spiritual power, but their wolfish ambition."

As he said that, his eyes met those blue eyes like rivers and seas: "Gu Mang, do you know why the nobles in Chonghua are so afraid of slave monks?"

Gu Mang shook his head.

"Because Hua Poan did this thing, the emperor gave him the right to form an army, but in the end he stabbed Chonghua King City with this sharp knife." Mo Xi said with a gloomy expression, "The one brought out by Hua Poan The cultivator didn't want to serve the country, but wanted to change the world and turn the whole Chonghua upside down. He turned the other way."

Gu Mang was silent, and gradually pondered the taste: "...so the army I had before was very similar to Hua Poan's, right?"

"...Yes." Mo Xi was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Many people have seen the shadow of Hua Poan in you. Back then, Hua Poan was planning to do something, but Palace Master Shen Tang stepped in to stop it. If you do it again, you will be punished again. Hua is bound to be another catastrophe, and this time I don't know who can stop it."

Gu Mang's face changed slightly, his knuckles turned slightly white while holding the bamboo slips, and he asked in a low voice, "Do I look like him? Me and Hua Podar?"

"..." Seeing Gu Mang's uneasiness, Mo Xi said in a soft tone, "You are different from him. Although you are indeed a traitor, Hua Poan is an unreasonable lunatic. The slave monks in his hands grew rapidly, and many sphenoid bone beauties were captured for military use."

"What is the sphenoid beauty seat?"

"A person with a special physique." Mo Xi seemed to be disgusted by this. He didn't want to say more, but simply said, "You can make a dual-cultivation furnace, or you can directly use it to drink blood and eat meat. As long as you eat these people, even No matter how ordinary a small repair is, it can be quickly improved in cultivation. Hua Poan relied on this cruel way of eating people to quickly cultivate a group of servants who swore to be loyal to him to the death, and even established a country and established a business, and established himself as the king in the northern border of Chonghua. .”

As Mo Xi said, he raised his hand to cover the "Old History of Chonghua" spread out on Gu Mang's lap, bowed his head and said, "After talking so much, let me ask you, now you know which country Hua Poan is the founding father of? Are you alright?"

Gu Mang hesitated in a daze, "...it's... Liao, Liao..."

"That's right." Mo Xi's expression slowly turned serious, "The founder of the Liao Kingdom, Junhua Poyan. He is the result of Chonghua's first trust in slaves."

Originally, Mo Xi just wanted to tell him about the history of Chonghua and Liaoguo, and didn't mean to insinuate Gu Mang.But the speaker had no intention of listening to it, and Gu Mang suddenly fell into an embarrassing and embarrassing situation.He seemed to be choked by the throat, and he couldn't say anything for a moment.

During this period of time, the more he knew, the more unreasonable he was before he lost his memory.Although Chonghua has many unsatisfactory aspects, at least it tried to reform the system and want to improve, but it suffered calculations instead—for example, it trusted Hua Poyan, but Hua Poyan backhanded him. The nobles headed by Shen Tang slashed.

If it was him, could he trust a slave-born man again without any scruples?

No one can say whether he will be the next Hua Po Dark, or whether he will create the second Black Demon Liao Kingdom.

Under such circumstances, Chonghua still gave them a second chance. No matter for checks and balances, use, or other reasons, Chonghua handed over power to a slave for the second time.That's him and his army.

When Laojun made this decision, how much determination and courage did he use?

But Gu Mang eventually became the second-class Hua Po An.Although he did not lead an army to revolt, he defected, and even fled to the country Hua Poan founded.

He still embarked on a path similar to Hua Po Dark.

Gu Mang was speechless, and after a long chatter, he silently put down the bamboo scroll in his hand.

He said: "...I'm sorry..."

Sorry is the weakest word in the world, Gu Mang has already repeated it thousands of times in front of the tombstones of heroes.

Mo Xi was stunned for a moment, and understood what Gu Mang meant, but he didn't know what to say. At this moment, he heard Gu Mang ask in a low voice: "What about Princess Shen Tang? What happened to him in the end... the spirit core was exhausted?" destroyed?"