The square outside the main hall of the organ city is amazingly large, even people will only be a faint little dot when you look at it, if there is a court meeting on weekdays, once the gate of the organ city is opened, the officials will gradually enter the city from outside the city wall, neatly line up and walk across the solemn and simple stone bridge, and stand on this square to wait for the discussion.

At most, there were even 3,000 soldiers and 1,500 officials of all sizes standing in this square, and their demeanor was so calm that it almost made people wonder if they had dreamed back to the previous dynasty and regained the prosperity of the imperial dynasty of that year.

However, although today is a big court meeting, but the big court meeting in winter is the season of snow in the cold winter, so all the officials are entering the palace to discuss matters, and those who come are officials above a certain level, and those minor officials are not qualified to enter the city, so today's square is extremely empty, except for some guards of the forbidden army who are still wearing cloaks and sticking to the snow, there is no other figure.

And standing in this empty square, facing the snowflakes flying in the sky, he was as lonely as a solitary horse.

Although he had finally arrived, his posture did not appear to be very dashing, on the contrary, he had just passed through the passageway through the water, and his clothes were already soaked with water, dripping all the way, making him look extremely embarrassed.

But it finally came to this.

Slowly lifting the big coat he was wearing on his body, he threw it to the ground, leaving only the wide-sleeved robe inside, and began to walk forward with slow steps.

In such a cold season, not to mention an ordinary person, even some cultivators may not be able to withstand walking on such a square with winds coming from all directions while soaking wet, but Gong Yi still walks seriously, as if he intends to measure this square with his own steps.

In the cold wind, his messy bun had countless strands of hair fluttering around, and the wrinkles on his face showed his old age, and the prosthetic legs made by the mechanism stepped through the snowflakes, stepping on the traces in the snow that were completely different from the footprints of ordinary people.

I don't know if it's because it's a little cold, so he re-rickets, he really looks like a very poor old man, every step is extremely difficult, anyone who sees it will have a little pity and sympathy.

However, he didn't feel that he needed to be pitied, but walking in this extraordinarily familiar square, there were too many memories that came to his mind one by one.

"Hello senior brother, my name is Mo Di, the Mo of the Mo family, the Di of the Di people. The childish smiling face was so pure, like a willow leaf falling on a tranquil lake, and a slight ripple on it.

At that time, he was still young, and he practiced mechanical techniques under the door of the former old giant, and he had no distractions, until he was eighteen years old, and finally achieved something, and at this time the old giant brought this junior brother to him, hoping that he could 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 the Ji Shang Palace, and it is naturally not a problem to bring a junior brother.

It can even be said that he is quite happy to have someone to practice with him under the old giant, not only is there a little less loneliness, but he can also discuss schoolwork problems with many people.

Moreover, he quickly discovered that Mo Di was extremely intelligent, whether it was qi and blood cultivation or mechanism techniques, as long as he had taught something once, he never needed to explain it a second time. In this way, the things he learned soon began to be insufficient, and sometimes he could not even answer the questions asked by Modi.

He was originally a strong person, but he was by no means narrow-minded, and in the face of such a situation, he not only did not complain about Modi, but became more and more diligent in studying, and later almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

Mo Di has always regarded him as a role model in his heart, seeing him so hard in his studies, he also followed him to study in the library of the Jishang Palace to temper his physique.

Time passed day by day, and the two of them were by no means comparable to their peers in terms of qi and blood cultivation or mechanical skills, and they could be called the double walls of the younger generation in the Mo family for a while.

In addition to practicing in the Jishang Palace, the two will always play around Jicheng, listen to the opera on the stage, fish by the lake, play polo in the horse farm, and hunt in the mountains......

There is a public loser to support him behind his back, and he has used a lot of money since he was a child, and a few hundred taels of silver is just a day's running water, and he has never worried about the money. And Modi and the old giant are the younger generations of the same clan, but because of their ordinary family background, they are inevitably shy.

And he knew about it, and he generously shared his use with the two of them, and in those days, he would buy two copies of almost everything he bought, one for himself and one for Modi.

Mo Di refused to accept it at first, but later, because of his insistence, he no longer refused, but insisted that these were just temporary loans, and if he became the chief instructor of mechanical arts in the future, he would pay them back.

In fact, at that time, I thought funny in my heart: Even if he becomes the chief teacher of Shangji's school palace, the monthly income is only a few hundred taels, and if he wants to repay the money, is it possible that he really doesn't eat or drink for more than ten years?

But later, he himself first became the chief teacher of the Ji Shang Gong Palace, and in the midst of all the attention, he personally took over the robe that represented his identity, fame, and status - a young man who has reached the peak of the realm of a little grandmaster at the age of thirty, and at the same time, his attainments in the organ art are close to the old giant, after he succeeds as the head teacher of the machine technique, who can know what kind of glory he will create?

The entire Ji Xue Palace was cheering, and even everyone thought that he would definitely become the successor of the Mo family's great cause in the future, after all, now the old giant is over a hundred years old, even if he relies on his strong qi and blood cultivation to live for another thirty or forty years, he is already in decline, and someone will always need to take over the banner in his hand.

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

Even if it's a public loss, I think so.

In the following days, the construction of the organ city finally began, and as the commander and dispatcher of the organ city project, he was able to experience the command in person, and he was also excited to watch this majestic city rise little by little.

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 Yi's attainments in the technique are no less than those of the old giant, and he naturally has some of his own views on the technique, so he developed his own ideas, drew many drawings, and gradually found his own style, and even began to compile the "Martial Arts Classic" based on this.

However, the old giant did not deny his behavior of overthrowing the concept of the former sages and infiltrating violence and domineering in the tricks, and even severely accused him many times of being self-righteous and young and frivolous.

However, when he actually wrote the "Martial Arts Classic", the students of Ji Shanggong did not think as much as the old giant, but praised his whimsical ideas, and called the institutions he cast "enlightened new techniques".

Because of this, he also had confidence, unwilling to only succumb to the old giant's opinion, and insisted on his own learning of the mechanism, and even began to use some of the mechanisms created by the old giant to do experiments, once his own mechanism can completely defeat those old giant's equipment, he was overjoyed, once failed, he meditated and thought hard, and constantly improved the mechanism.

But he was so immersed in this matter that he had long forgotten the look on the old man's face every time he saw him studying mechanical arts, like he was looking at a stranger.

After more than ten years, the city was finally completed, during which he married a well-known wife in the family arrangement, but soon a serious illness took his wife's life, and even because he worked in the palace every day, he didn't even have time to leave an heir.

But Gong Yi didn't care about all this, because he had already given everything, including time and spirit, to the construction of the organ city and the compilation of the "Wugong Jing", and as his reputation grew, the teacher became more and more estranged from him, and poured all his energy into Mo Di.

The two of them reached the Grandmaster realm almost in no particular order.

And it was also on a certain day that the "Wugong Jing" was finally completed, with a total of 132 chapters, including nearly 1,400 kinds of organs, and changed the original conservative defense mechanism of the Mojia mechanism, and turned to develop more powerful crossbows, sharp arrows, ladders, and trap beasts that were enough to kill people on the battlefield.

He completely got rid of everything that the old giant taught him, and it seemed to have completed a rebirth, and from then on, he was no longer the inheritor of the Mojia technique, but created his own line - the domineering technique of conquering the world with a strong army!

But when he happily held the general outline of the "Wugong Jing" and wanted to go to Modi to share the fruits of his hard work for many days, all the good things in the past turned into a cloud of smoke......