Caused a commotion in Beijing, but it also brought a little benefit to himself, when Yun Chongbo became the center of the discussion, the original kind of pressure that could drive people crazy, finally reduced a little, now, Yun Chongbo can often stay in one place quietly for half a day, sleep well, and eat a full meal, the soldiers who are in charge of the open fire will set off cannons and drums, while shouting and charging from a few streets away, to "catch the thief".

Of course, the current Yun Chongbo no longer takes this matter as the highest priority, what he wants to know most now is what happened during the fight that day, what is going on?

"Anyway, I guess you can give me an answer, right?"

“…… To be honest, not necessarily. ”

It was rare to have an extremely serious expression, Zhang Yuankong sat next to him, frowned, and said so.

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It was now the third day after that fight, and just this afternoon, after Yun Chongbo was once again sent out of the country by a certain fang, he finally got tired of this mutual speculation and waiting, and decided to take the initiative and come to Qin Tianjian to take a turn.

(It's good to respect the old and love the young!) ）

…… Then, unexpectedly, he met Zhang Yuankong, who was smiling head-on.

"Undead, I heard you've been looking for me lately?"

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Swaggered and pulled two chairs from the room of Chongyu Village, grabbed two teacups, and copied a large amount of his favorite fine tea, before going out, Yun Chongbo did not forget to say hello to Chongyu Village: "Old Chong, I have to sit here for a while, but I can't sit for long." If you want to report the news, you have to go out now. If the news is delivered late, and someone comes after a while, and I'm not there, then you'll have to eat and hang up! Then, Yun Chongbo and Zhang Yuankong sat down comfortably in the archive room and began to stare wide-eyed.

"You instigated Ying Peng to come to Qin Tianjian just to let me come here, right?"

"yes."

happily admitted Yun Chongbo's speculation, Zhang Yuankong also said that there is no need to guess about the matter of Qushui Huanfeng, it is also his own deliberate guidance.

"That place is what Mototsu left for you. But I really didn't expect you to actually find it. ”

Smiling, Zhang Yuankong said: "Do you know, immortal, at that moment, I was very happy...... This shows that Yuanjin's calculation is correct, he did not pay in vain, he did not sacrifice in vain. ”

"To be able to know that what you believe is 'true' and to die for it is really the most desirable thing in the world."

…… When he said this, although Zhang Yuankong smiled, he couldn't hide his gloom.

When Yun Chongbo curiously asked for more details, Zhang Yuankong refused to answer, and asked Yun Chongbo to tell him first when Yun Chongbo figured out everything about Qin Tianjian.

"Ah, it's not too late."

Leaning back, Yun Chongbo's gaze crossed Zhang Yuankong and cast it on the wall behind him

"When I saw this portrait, I understood"

…… On the wall, Guo Songjing stayed in his portrait, looking at Yun Chongbo seriously, he was wearing a standard five-grade official uniform, but he looked without official authority, more like a technician who had just stepped down from the measuring table and was thinking about how to summarize the data.

However, at the beginning, when Yun Chongbo saw this portrait for the first time, he immediately held his breath...... To everyone, this may just be Guo Songjing, a good, dedicated, genius technocrat, but for Yun Chongbo, this face represents another name, one that he is extremely familiar with.

…… The undead, the heavens.

The first leader of the Little Heavenly Kingdom, the Heavenly King, Hun Tian!

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"Sure enough."

It didn't seem so surprising that Zhang Yuankong smacked his lips and told Yun Chongbo that many years ago, some people had doubted it like this.

"It's because of that person, Mototsu...... He finally threw himself into the Taiping Dao. ”

"If Yuanjin can see today, he will definitely be very happy."

Although he felt very bad when he first met, over the years, with the increasing strengthening of his belief in "Taiping" and his gradual understanding of the past, he also felt more and more extraordinary about this giant.

"The undead."

Zhang Yuankong told Yun Chongbo that since he had made up his mind to come out to see Yun Chongbo, he would naturally have an explanation for many things today.

"I think you'll also be curious, about the things you saw in the Qushui Ring Peak, about the things in the Qin Heavenly Prison, about the past of Yuanjin......"

"Immortal, do you think that Yuanjin really bumped into that cave in Jinzhou by accident?"

With a scattered gaze and a dazed expression, Zhang Yuankong kept talking, revealing ...... But it was all sorrow.

"O immortal, let me tell you a story."

"One, the story of 'Flying Light'......"

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(For related content, please refer to the prequel * Flying Light Chapter)

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"So...... That's it? ”

"yes, that's it."

After telling this story--- it was late at night--- Zhang Yuankong seemed to be a few years older, and his gray hair was piled up and fell on both sides of his cheeks.

"That's it, someone has returned to the mountain, someone has gone to be a thief, is there anyone...... Lying on the side of the road as a drunk. ”

"Zhang Zhenren...... What an amazing character. ”

In the end, Yun Chongbo could only say one thing like this, although it sounded very coping and perfunctory, but after listening to this story, he thought about it again and again, but felt that there was really nothing else to say.

"Anyway, undead, do you understand what I mean?"

Looking at Yun Chongbo, Zhang Yuankong said: "Do you think Taiping is just your Taiping Dao's yearning?" That is the pursuit of all the strong people in the world and all the sects!

…… Eternal peace!

"I, Yuanjin, Yuanhe, Futu, Zhuhong...... There is also King Wen, and King Wu, and the King of People and the King of Thieves, do you think we have never been young? Do you think we haven't tried? ”

"When we were young, we all believed that we could explore the path to peace in the world, and we all believed that we had explored the only path that could lead to peace...... Without such wild dreams, our bodies are not strong enough to expand enough to accommodate the power of the world. ”

“…… But, in the end, we all failed. ”

"Even the experience of failure has made us the strongest in the world, but at the same time, it has also discouraged us...... We began to sit down discouraged, like countless generations of sages before us, and with a rigid mood, to do the things in front of us that are destined to not change the world and are destined to be immortalized in the annals of history. ”

"It was only then that we understood why our teachers and seniors looked at us with such a smile, encouragement, but helplessness when we were young."

"They worked hard, they struggled, but they couldn't go beyond our path after all, just as we didn't go beyond the path of our division commander after all."

“…… But the undead, perhaps, you are different. ”

"As an immortal who is a 'prince', an immortal who is clearly still alive even though he has died a long time ago, perhaps, he will become a different immortal."

"It's because we're pinning our hopes on you......"

With a long sigh, Zhang Yuankong said: "If not, how can you let the strongest people in the world release you again and again?" How can you let Futu die for you, let Yuanjin die for you? ”

"The Undead...... Please bring us a different future......"

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…… Then, neither of them spoke again.

sat silently like this, and after a long time, Zhang Yuankong finally stood up and said goodbye to Yun Chongbo.

"Ah, please wait."

As if he had suddenly woken up, Yun Chongbo asked Zhang Yuankong if he was about to leave Beijing?

"What about Ying Peng, will you leave together?"

Shaking his head, Zhang Yuankong said that Ying Peng had already left the school, and he had no requirements for him, just do something he was willing to do.

"Well, there's something...... I've been thinking about it these days. ”

Gently raising his right hand, the palm of his hand reflects nine colors of light, chasing each other and connecting into a tiny celestial sphere shape.

"It's a gift from someone else, but I've always felt that I'm not a good fit for it."

"If Ying Peng agrees, I hope."

Looking at Zhang Yuankong calmly, Yun Chongbo said: "He can replace me and become the heir of the Heavenly Treasure Jian." ”

"In this way, the true master of the Heavenly Treasure Jian, he will also ...... You should be happy too. ”

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Without showing any special thanks or joy, Zhang Yuankong just nodded silently, said, "Young people's affairs, you can decide for yourself" and left the room.

It seemed a little cold, but Yun Chongbo showed a satisfied look, sat back in his chair, and looked at the portrait of Guo Songjing hanging on the wall again.

"Heavenly King, believe me, he will be a good heir."

"In addition, do you know that the idea left by Ganwang back then has become a reality in the hands of this generation of Taiping Dao...... Man-made Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, artificially cultivated immortals, we may really no longer have to. ”

Then, the portrait shook, and the portrait walked out and stood in front of Yun Chongbo.

“…… Tell me about it, King of the North. ”

Taiping Ji Part 2 Volume 8, End!

Postscript: From April 24th to the first chapter of this volume, to today, a total of 25 days, 25 days, the update of the whole volume, this speed, it seems to be the highest record in the ten years of serialization of the Taiping Ji, do you feel so moved? ^_^

After the end of the eighth volume, or the thirty-first volume, the serialization of the main text will be suspended, and the story about "flying light" will be told fifty years ago. How long does it take...... Hopefully, it can also be controlled within a month.

So, friends who are not interested in the prequel, you can put this book first, and we will see you at the end of next month, at that time, the story will return to the main line of the imperial capital: who is Shaojing's choice of successor? What kind of surprise has Mufeng prepared? What is Black Fire? What's going on with the craftsman's door? There are also Confucianism...... Why do they uncharacteristically stand on the front line to attract hatred? And, of course, there are rush waves...... He wants to stay in Dijing no matter what, and what is it for?

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