Li Maozhen's army was still near the Huai River, and Yangzhou on the Yangtze River was already in chaos.

In the school building, all the scholars gathered around Wang Zaifeng, injecting spiritual energy and feeding pills, tossing for a long time, and finally let Wang Zaifeng wake up leisurely.

Seeing the panicked and anxious faces that appeared in front of him, Wang Zaifeng knew that even if he fainted three or five more times, he would be woken up by these people.

There is no way, now Confucianism needs him to be in charge and decide the future direction of Confucianism. is at stake in his own life, and no one will pay attention to his heart of shame and indignation.

Wang Zaifeng struggled, trembling and trembling, and his movements were extremely difficult, as if he would fall down at any time. In fact, with his cultivation as the realm, let alone spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, even if he vomits more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood, he can still walk like a fly. But if he doesn't behave like this, it is not enough to say that he has suffered a huge physical and mental blow because of his guilt.

"Sir, the army of King An and King Qi is coming, we can't stay in Yangzhou anymore, what should we do now?"

"Yes, where are we going, and those senior brothers who are officials, do you want to call them back?"

The phrase "those people in the city are being slaughtered by the rebels, should we protect them......" was quickly drowned in the tide.

Wang Zaifeng finally sat down, sighed, looked at the earnest faces, and said sadly: "The Confucian catastrophe, this is a disaster that no one can imagine, we have lost this world battle, I am afraid that there will be no place for it for hundreds of years, let's go back to the mountain gate." ”

Hearing him say this, everyone was surprised and frightened, and someone asked loudly: "Go back to Shanmen?" Sir, although my Confucian sect was defeated in Huainan and lost the opportunity to control the world, no matter who gets the world, can we still appoint scholars? Why do we want to go back to Shanmen?"

When Wang Zaifeng heard this, he felt that his heart began to surge, and he covered his chest and endured it for a while, but after all, he couldn't hold back, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The crowd looked at him with their mouths grown, not knowing what to say.

Wang Zaifeng was so painful that his facial features were distorted together, and he said sadly: "Cui Keli, that traitor, has already taken refuge in King An and set up another door, and now under King An, where is there still a foothold for my Yangzhou Confucian sect? King An will definitely control the government in the future, how can he tolerate me and wait?"

As soon as these words came out, the scholars were all like mourners.

They knew they were finished.

Don't say that they will never have a bright future, but all the Confucian disciples of their line will not have a chance to be prominent for several generations!

"Trekley, you don't want to die!"

"This thief who betrayed his master will definitely be divided by five horses in the future!"

The scholars gossiped and cursed the most vicious of Trekley.

However, the curses did not last long before they gradually dissipated. It was clear to each of them that swearing was of no use. After the scolding stopped, my heart was only full of sorrow.

The three sages other than Wang Zaifeng were also speechless and looked at the sky, and let out a long sigh of sorrow.

From now on, the Qingzhou Confucian Sect will be stronger than the world, and whether these scholars of their Yangzhou Confucian Sect will be driven out or not will even depend on Cui Keli's face.

But who would have thought that the scholar who was kicked out of the ranks of Confucianism because he did not come to Yangzhou to participate in the Confucian Literary Conference would become the real master of Confucianism today?

If you know today, why bother in the first place.

Regret not being at the beginning.

A middle-aged scholar who was among the eight masters, when he suddenly lost his mind, blurted out: "If Cui Keli hadn't been expelled from Confucianism, we wouldn't have become mortal enemies with him, and he wouldn't have set up another door in Qingzhou." If we have left some love that day, even if we are defeated in Huainan, we can still go and defect, and we will not fall into a situation from which we will never recover!"

Hearing this, many people were stunned, and their faces became complicated.

Some of them gritted their teeth, still resentful of Cui Keli, but many more were sighing for a long time, even beating their chests and feet, and even remorseful in their mouths.

At this time, an old man who was in the four sages suddenly said leisurely: "When I went out with Cui Keli that day, the old man said that it was too ruthless to do that, after all, he is a rare handsome man in our Confucian sect. It's a pity that the old man's opinion was not taken seriously. ”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the other two sages, as well as the talented people among the Eight Masters and the Seventy-two Junyan, even had a faint meaning in their eyes.

Ignoring Wang Zaifeng's warning in his eyes, the old man, who stood straight in front of everyone, continued to say with deep meaning: "Actually, expelling Cui Keli is not our biggest mistake. To this day, don't you know that it is our biggest mistake to let King An, who has a reputation for benevolence, righteousness and virtue, not to assist, and to go to Huainan to support Gao Yu to oppose King An?"

The geniuses fell into deep thought, and then thought so.

Wang Zaifeng was trembling all over, pointing at the old man, the corners of his mouth trembled, "Zhang Qi, you stop! Assist King Wu and expel Gao Biao, it is my Confucian people who make decisions......"

"It's true that everyone's decision is true, but I'm afraid it's you who makes the decision, right?" Zhang Qi flicked his sleeves, forcibly interrupted Wang Zaifeng's words, and glared at him angrily.

is also one of the four sages of Confucianism, Zhang Qi has always been ignored in Confucianism because of his discord with Wang Zaifeng. If it weren't for his own true erudition and talent, he would almost overpower the sages, but I am afraid that Wang Zaifeng would have been kicked out of the list of the four sages.

Wang Zaifeng wanted to say something, but Zhang Qi was already screaming: "Wang Zaifeng! Since you took charge of Confucianism, you have acted arbitrarily, did not listen to persuasion, and made several mistakes in decision-making, which led to today's disaster in Confucianism.

Hearing his shout, Wang Zaifeng couldn't sit still anymore and got up in shock.

However, as soon as he stood up, he did it again, and his spirit was gone, as if he had aged twenty years in an instant.

Because when everyone looked at him, it was clear that they were full of malice.

Even spittive and hostile.

Wang Zaifeng's heart is like ashes.

Confucianism was defeated, and someone needed to take responsibility.

This black cauldron can only be carried by him.

And Zhang Qi, the person who was at odds with him, would now naturally take his place.

His previous sentence that he had become a Confucian sinner through the ages turned out to be a prophecy.

Hurriedly packed up the packages and books, left the school in panic like a lost dog, and was rushed by the rebels in the chaotic Yangzhou City, and even killed the Confucian scholars, who finally left Yangzhou City and walked towards an unpredictable but doomed to a bumpy and tragic future, they were already crying.

Wang Zaifeng, who was walking in the crowd with his body slumped, was full of white hair, in a trance, and would fall down at any time.

This time he wasn't pretending.

There was no one to support him or care for him.

Everyone is now following Zhang Qi, only leaving him with horizontal eyebrows and cold eyes, and sometimes some people curse him for being ignorant, even King An can not see that King An is virtuous and Wu Wang Buxiao, harming others and himself, he really deserves to be cut by a thousand knives.

Wang Zaifeng's footsteps became more and more slow, until he finally couldn't support it anymore and fell head-on to the cold mud.

He didn't get up.

After all, some scholars couldn't bear it, and came to help him by the shoulders and wanted to help him stand up. After trying several times without success, he was stunned to find that Wang Zaifeng was completely lifeless.

Yangzhou, Confucianism came and left.

This is where the Huainan Festival makes the state located, the city is high and the ditch is deep, and the flowers are full of flowers.

It's just that after today, this place is destined to become a purgatory, and countless people have died in the rebellion. The Confucian scholars who rushed to leave were buried in the gloomy sky and would not look back to care. Even if they look at it more, they only lament their own misfortune.

Yangzhou City, which stands silently in the gradually cold autumn wind, can only bear its suffering silently, and cannot leave and travel far away like a monk who dominates the world. On the occasion of bidding farewell to a master, it waits for a new owner to appear, and if it is a heroic hero, then it will usher in the light.

......

One day in the fairy world, one year in the mortal world.

When Li Ye pacified the Central Plains in the mortal world and seized the general trend of the world, the battle between the demon clan and the Daomen immortals in the immortal realm was about to usher in the second big war.

Lingxiao Treasure Palace, behind the drooping bead curtain, the Immortal Emperor who is on the throne is still mysterious and majestic. The immortal officials standing in the hall still bowed their heads as usual, and continued to express their awe and submission.

It's as if the Daomen did not fail in the mortal world, the demon clan did not kill the immortal realm, and the immortal emperor who was brilliant and powerful did not miss a move.

Therefore, the Immortal Court did not fall into a huge danger.

However, no matter how well Taiping whitewashes, clues will eventually be revealed, even on this small treasure hall - those powers that had fought outside and fought against foreign immortal soldiers before had come back halfway.

The main hall is still wide, and they will not look crowded when they stand together.

It's just going to be eye-catching.

However, the truth is that it is not enough to simply call back the power.

Li Changgeng, who had just recovered from a serious injury, came out of the class, his waist bent lower than usual, his tone was more respectful than usual, and his voice was unprecedentedly calm, "Your Majesty, just a demon trouble, a little thief, don't worry, with our strength, we can make a decision - we only need to turn back to the immortal soldiers in one direction." ”

Li Changgeng's words are not clear, but whether it is the immortal emperor sitting high or the immortal official in the hall, they all know the meaning very clearly.

Yes, turn back the immortal soldiers in one direction.

Immortal soldiers stationed at the border.

Recall is such a simple two words, but it means abandonment.

Transferring the immortal soldiers in which direction it means losing the territory in that direction, or even making way for the alien immortal soldiers to advance.

It is naturally impossible to transfer back all the border immortal soldiers, in that case, the Daomen Immortal Court will be directly lost, no matter whether or not the demon clan and the Tongtian Sect Master can be extinguished, all the immortals from Kyushu are doomed.

The Immortal Emperor didn't let Li Changgeng and the immortal officials wait too long, and two understated words came into the ears of the immortals: "Western Realm." ”

In order to protect the territory of the Immortal Court, the immortal soldiers of the Immortal Court are naturally stationed on all sides of the border, but there are actually only two main defense directions - the western border and the northern border.

The battle with the immortal soldiers in the northern realm is the Khitan gods who are rising rapidly and growing rapidly. The war with the immortal soldiers of the Western Realm was fought by the Tibetan and Uighur gods who had been suffering for a long time.

Li Changgeng did not have the slightest doubt, and bowed down and promised: "Obey the order." ”

He knew very well that the Northern Immortal Soldiers could not be transferred back. Once the northern border is empty, with the strength of the Khitan god army, it may be possible to directly attack the Zixiao Treasure Palace. So, the choice is unique.

Li Changgeng, who was ordered to walk out of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, read out the will of the Immortal Emperor aloud on the jade steps, and soon an immortal received the order and flew away to the west.

Looking at the vast immortal realm shrouded in immortal mist, although Li Changgeng's worries became heavier and heavier, he didn't show half of it.

The western realm of the fairy realm is empty.

The mortal river west is gone.

The Tibetan army marched east from Hexi, and only needed to travel 700 miles to reach Chang'an.