White Horse Mountain, White Horse Academy.

Wang Sunset stood in front of the White Horse Academy, looking at the plaque hanging high above the mountain gate, his expression was gloomy, and the terrifying and murderous aura made the elders, deacons and disciples of Sunset Mountain who followed him silent and frightened.

It is rumored that the plaque of the White Horse Academy is the inscription of the great sacrificial wine of the Jixia School Palace, which embodies a trace of Confucian truth in the great sacrificial wine.

Within a radius of 100 miles, evil spirits do not invade, and demons retreat, which is the symbol of White Horse Academy and the proudest treasure.

It's just that this Confucian treasure can't dispel the gloom and evil aura on Wang Sunset's body now.

In front of the White Horse Academy, the atmosphere was solemn and silent.

But behind the silence, there is a mountain rain coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, Wang Sunset took a step forward, the earthquake trembled, the mountain rock exploded, and a terrifying golden light erupted from his body, and he slammed his fist into the plaque on the door.

Under a punch, the void shook, and a ** day, fell from the sky.

"Buzz ......"

On the plaque, the four words "White Horse Academy" lit up at the same time, and the milky white light was great, turning into a white horse and rushing towards the great sun that fell from the sky.

The white horse breath is pure, immaculate, on the white horse, carrying a piece of ancient books, ancient books are tumbling, rippling layer by layer, there is wind, there is rain, there are books.

The white horse camel book comes, the wind and rain sound the sound of reading.

In the sound of the wind, the rain, and the sound of reading, the sun drifted away, like a candle in the wind, slowly becoming dim.

"Humph......"

Seeing this, Wang Sunset took a step forward again, the earth trembled, his eyes turned golden, like two ** days rising, the momentum on his body soared again, it was a stormy day, and it was lit up again, shining in the world.

The sun breaks through the wind and rain, and the world is bright.

The white horse turned into a plaque shattered, and Wang Sunset smashed his fist on the four-character plaque of "White Horse Academy".

In the roar, the plaque trembled, wisps of white light escaped, and the spiderweb-like lines on the plaque cracked, but it was not broken after all.

But the gate of the academy under the plaque was not so lucky, and under the impact of the violent fist, it was as brittle as paper and exploded.

And Wang Sunsun's fist strength still did not dissipate, and spread straight into the courtyard, and the many disciples of the White Horse Academy gathered in the courtyard only felt that the heat was unbearable, and their blood was boiling.

"Destroy my mountain gate, damage my treasure, Wang Mountain Lord, what do you want to do?" At this moment, an elegant and heavy voice suddenly sounded, the voice fluttered, the spring breeze turned into rain, and the scorching heat in the sky dissipated.

Then, an old man about the age of sixties, wearing a Confucian robe, with a simple and dignified appearance, and a white beard, walked out of the crowd, and the old man's wide long sleeves shook at will, opening up layers of ripples, which were the follow-up changes in the air that were hidden in the air, all of which dissipated silently.

The master of White Horse Academy, Haoran is righteous Zhang Lanjiang.

"What do I want to do, isn't Dean Zhang clear?" Seeing Zhang Lanjiang appear, Wang Sunset was also a little jealous, but his tone did not let in the slightest, and the evil aura on his body was even heavier.

"Hand over my son's murderer Cheng Ru? Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Sure enough, I found it!"

Zhang Lanjiang sighed in his heart, from the moment Cheng Ru took Wang Yang's body back to the academy, he knew that trouble would come, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly?

"Lord Wang, this matter is a bit complicated, it can't be explained clearly in just a few words, please come in and talk about it in detail!" Zhang Lanjiang stretched out his hand and said politely.

"There's no need to talk in detail, I just want to ask, my son, was it killed by Cheng Confucian?" Wang Sunset put his hands behind his back and said in a calm tone.

"Ling Gongzi was indeed killed by Cheng Ru's mistake, but things are not as ...... as Wang Shanzhu thought" Zhang Lanjiang was just halfway through his words when he was rudely interrupted by Wang Yang.

"That's it, pay off the debt, kill to pay for your life, and hand over Cheng Confucian, otherwise don't blame me for being rude, when the time comes, the blood will flow like a river and pollute the sage court, but it's not good." ”

Zhang Lanjiang frowned, and a trace of helplessness flashed on the old man's face: "Lord Wang, everything has cause and effect and reason, can Lord Wang Mountain listen to the old man?"

"My son is dead!" said Wang Sunset coldly.

"Lord Wang, the matter of Ling Gongzi is indeed wrong with my White Horse Academy, but Ling Gongzi is at fault first, and I hope that the Mountain Lord can take care of the face of the sect and think twice?" Zhang Lanjiang patiently explained.

"My son is dead!" repeated Wang Sunset.

"Lord Wangshan, you and I are both from the Luoshui Sect, we should watch and help each other, can you do it for the sake of friendship in the same county, don't use the sword, hurt the harmony, how about going inside to talk in detail?"

"My son is dead!"

"Lord Wang, do you have to be so unreasonable and aggressive?"

"My son is dead!"

"You ......"

A trace of annoyance flashed in Zhang Lanjiang's eyes, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back raw, he talked about the reason, the rules were used, and the feelings were said, but people gently said "My son is dead", and they all blocked it back.

In the final analysis, human death is great, and all kinds of truths and explanations are not worth mentioning or saying in front of the dead.

Wang Sunset looked at Zhang Lanjiang and said coldly: "Master Zhang, don't tell me any Confucian truths, I haven't read a book, I'm a rough person, I don't understand, and I don't want to listen." ”

"I only have one request today, hand over Cheng Ru, this matter is over, if you don't hand it over, the fish will die. ”

After a moment of silence, Zhang Lanjiang asked, "Is there no room for turning around in this matter?"

"My son is dead!" Wang Yang's eyes were flushed: "I only have such a son." ”

"Cheng Ru, come out, you come out for me!"

"You're still not a man, you have the courage to kill, but you're coming out, what's it to hide behind someone else's back?

"Hehe, it's also the deputy master of the White Horse Academy, the son of the saint, phew, bullshit, shrunken turtle, oh no, it's not a turtle, it's more appropriate for the turtle grandson"

"Turtle grandson, come out, come out!"

"Insult Sven, insult Sven!" Cheng Ru walked out of the crowd, his face was pale: "Wang Sunset, the old man has come out, how are you doing?"

"Chengru, you finally came out, I thought you could be a turtle with a shrunken head for the rest of your life?"

Wang Sunset looked at Cheng Ru, his eyes were grim, like a beast, wanting to devour Cheng Rusheng alive and break his body into pieces: "You killed my son, what do you say I want to do with you?"

As he spoke, Wang Sunset took a step forward, and Sen's cold and cold voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "I'm going to break you to pieces... Corpse... Ten thousand... Segment... Blood... Debt... Blood... Compensate!"

"Gollum ......"

Cheng Ru only felt a chill in his heart, and couldn't help but take two steps back, and said inwardly: "It's true that the old man killed your son, but it was your son who killed my nephew first?

"No, of course not!" Wang Sunset's eyes turned red and said disdainfully: "What kind of thing is your nephew, an unweaned waste, how can he compare with my son? Ten of your nephews are not as good as a finger of mine." ”

"You ......" Cheng Ru was furious: "Your son is a human, could it be that my nephew is not a human?"

Wang Sunset said disdainfully: "It's just one."

Waste, my son killed him, that is his honor, and it is also your honor, so that he will not go out in the future to embarrass you White Horse Academy. ”

Cheng Ru is very angry, so I have to thank you?

Wang Sunset ignored it and continued: "Besides, even if my son is at fault first, I have my own Lao Tzu to discipline me, what kind of thing are you, dare to overstep your bounds and kill my son?"

Cheng Ru was furious, but he couldn't speak for a while, so he could only say angrily: "You...... You are unreasonable!"

Zhang Lanjiang interjected: "Lord Wangshan's words are wrong, the sage has words, benevolence has no high or low courtesy, no one is noble or low, and how can human life be distinguished between high and low?"

"And heaven and earth, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, the road is uneven, everyone can manage it, what is the difference between you and me?"

Wang Sunset glanced at Zhang Lanjiang and said: "I don't understand the principles of Confucianism, and I don't care, I only understand the rules and principles of my rivers and lakes." ”

"My son killed that waste, it was a contest between disciples of the same generation, and it was because he was not good at learning. But Cheng Ru, an old horseman, relied on the old and sold the old, bullied the weak, and killed my son, what should I say?"

"Therefore, it was Cheng Ru who broke the rules and principles of the rivers and lakes first, there is resentment and revenge, and Cheng Ru must die today!"

"This is my personal grudge with Cheng Ru, and it has nothing to do with White Horse Academy, so it's better for Master Zhang not to interfere?"

"Sect affairs, grievances and selfish grievances, life and death, there is no right or wrong. ”

Zhang Lanjiang shook his head, he wanted to turn a big thing into a small thing and a small thing, but unfortunately it backfired.

In this matter, to put it bluntly, both sides are at fault, and both sides are reasonable, after all, there is no so-called black and white, right or wrong.

If you meet a reasonable person, you can still talk to him, but if you meet an unreasonable person, then you can only use it to reason.

Jianghu affairs, in the final analysis, can only see the true chapter under the fist, whoever has a hard fist, whose truth is great.

"Hmph, in the end, Courtyard Master Zhang doesn't want to shield the murderer, what's the use of saying so many high-sounding truths?"

Wang Luo was sarcastic in Japanese, to be honest, the reason why he was willing to waste his tongue and talk nonsense here with Zhang Lanjiang and Cheng Ru was also to hope that Zhang Lanjiang would be forced to hand over Cheng Ru under pressure, and he didn't want to be an enemy of Zhang Lanjiang.

But not wanting to doesn't mean not daring!

The sunset of his king has always had revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge does not stay overnight, forbearance, fear, planning, does not exist.

"In that case, don't blame me for being unkind. The disciples of Sunset Mountain listened to the order and killed Cheng Ru for me, whoever dares to stop it, there will be no mercy for killing!"

"Yes!" the Sunset Mountain disciples replied in unison and rushed forward.

"Bold, Confucian holy land, how can you be presumptuous?"

Zhang Lanjiang was furious and was about to stop him, but Wang Sunset stepped forward and stopped right in front of him: "Master Zhang, your opponent is me!"

Zhang Lanjiang shot out with one sleeve, the wind and clouds gathered, like a river, intending to force Wang Sunset back and rush to the aid of the disciples of the Academy, although the disciples of their White Horse Academy are not bad, but they have less experience in the rivers and lakes, and the disciples of Sunset Mountain who came this time are all elites in the door, and even include many elders and deacons, so after a face, many disciples of the White Horse Academy were injured and seriously injured.

However, Wang Sunset didn't let go of half a step, and pressed down with one palm, like a spinning and clapping, the void rotated and collapsed, forming a black hole, which wiped out Zhang Lanjiang's strength and blocked Zhang Lanjiang's body.

"Wang Sunset, do you really want to lose both sides with my White Horse Academy and never die?" Zhang Lanjiang was originally a gentle voice, but suddenly turned cold.

The king stood with his hands in his hands, and the sun was hot and hot on his body:

"I don't want to, you forced me. ”