Jun Tianfang suddenly spoke, "If the Buddha in the world wants to ask the Sword God for advice, although Jun Tianfang is weak, he is willing to help him to the death."

As he said that, he looked at the empty boy with complicated eyes.

Although he had just carried the love of the empty son, his heart was undoubtedly towards the Song Dynasty. If the empty son really wanted to go to Shu, there would be no need to fight today.

Monk Wude looked at the sword slaves.

The sword slaves looked at the empty son.

"No more fighting, no more fighting."

The empty bastard waved his hand, but sat back on the cushion again, "I have been fighting and killing for most of my life, and I have not stopped. In the future, it is really time to stop."

Monk Wude frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

The Kongdouzi smiled and said, "Even you, a irritable guy, is just a monk, so how could I go against the court? Yanyu Camp was created in my hands. I cherish the wings of Yanyu Camp more than you. Yanyu Camp can be dispersed, but I will never bear the name of traitor."

His eyes gradually became deeper, "When Xiangyang fell, I disbanded the Yanyu Camp on the spot, but I really didn't want to see my brothers die under the Yuan thief army. At that time, the Yanyu Camp was in full swing. If it were not disbanded, the brothers would probably not be able to blame the court and fight to the Yuan Dynasty to death. But what's the point? With our ability at the beginning, even if we killed tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of troops, we could not save the country from danger. If the country was about to perish, it was not something that we, the martial artists, could stop it. It would be better to let all the brothers survive."

Monk Wude spoke, "Then now the emperor is wise and powerful, why don't you take your brothers to serve and reappear the power of Yanyu Camp?"

But Oxman asked back: "Why don't you go?"

Wude was stunned for a while and finally smiled bitterly.

Yes, they are all old. Even if they arrive at Wudingtang, how long can they serve the imperial court?

There are talents in the country generation, and now most of the brothers in Yanyu Camp have withered.

The Kongdouzi said again: "After the Battle of Xiangyang, the treacherous minister Jia Sidao was still in power, and the court retreated step by step. I took my brothers to wander around the world, and it did mean to hide the world, but in the end I came to Shu and created the Zangjian Pavilion. Do you know why?"

“Why?”

"The Heavenly Suanzi came to me and said that he observed the celestial phenomena at night and found that a dragon would appear in Shu."

"The dragon is coming out of Shu?"

Wude suddenly showed a look of surprise, "Then the emperor now..."

Tiansuanzi is the least powerful person in Yanyu Camp, but he is also the most proficient person in Yanyu Camp. He can catch up with Yuan Tiangang of the Tang Dynasty.

Kong Dangzi shook his head slightly, "I don't know. Tian Suanzi said that the Song Dynasty had exhausted its energy. For some reason, now there is a real dragon like the emperor. Perhaps it is difficult for heaven to measure, and even Tian Suanzi can't see through it!"

Monk Wude said, "Where is the Heavenly Suanzi?"

The Huo Dangzi sighed, "Bu Suan the world's general trend, he hurt the foundation, and soon after seeing me, he disappeared."

Monk Wude was slightly stunned, sighed softly, and then said, "Then what are you planning to stay in Shu?"

The Ox Dowman said, "I originally wanted to assist the True Dragon and rebuild the country again. The world is in the hands of our Han people, but it is better than in the hands of the Yuan thieves. Now... As you said, I am really good at getting along with each other, but I am more inclined to our Emperor of Song, which made my brothers go out to help the Song Dynasty. However, I will not help the Song Dynasty again in the future, and I will not be able to do anything. I can do the best to send swords and help Chongqing. If I help the Song Dynasty, those people in Shu may have their best efforts to destroy my Sword Pavilion."

"Are you afraid of death?"

Monk Wude asked.

The Huo Tang shook his head, "I'm not afraid. I just didn't see the final belonging of the world, and I just died like this, I feel unwilling to accept it..."

Monk Wude's voice was low, "Do you want to see the two dragons fighting?"

Then a cold look appeared in his eyes, "If Qianlong in Shuzhong has a greater chance of winning, wouldn't you want to help Shuzhong?"

The Kongdouzi nodded, but then shook his head and murmured: "At that time, our brothers in Yanyu Camp swore that they would fight against traitors for the whole world in this life... Have you not seen through it since the Battle of Xiangyang? If we were loyal to the Song Dynasty, then Yanyu Camp would be just the minions of the Song Dynasty. In those years, we were all wrong, saying that they were trying to fight against traitors for the country, but the traitors in the country were in power, and what we did was to help the evildoers."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stood up, "I have been practicing swords for all ages and will never be the minions of the court again. Haha, the Yuan Dynasty's military strength is extremely strong, and I will not even see it. How could I help anyone who is more powerful in Shu or Song Dynasty in the future? Kong Mou only fights for the people for the rest of his life. Whoever has more respect for the people, Kong Mou will help him. With this kind of cultivation, it is always no problem to take the heads of the enemy generals in the chaos. And King Kong, Chongqing seems to block the peak of the flood. Isn't it for the people of Chongqing?"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Le Wu suddenly spoke next to him, "Senior Sword God, in terms of the importance he attaches to the people, which emperor can still surpass our Emperor of Song?"

Although she didn't want to think of Zhao Dongting, when she talked about it, there was an unconcealed look of pride on her pretty face.

The empty bastard chuckled and looked at the little girl, "But now the people in Shuzhong are rich. Who can tell the future of things?"

Monk Wude said, "Then are you still planning to stay in the Zangjian Pavilion?"

The Oxman nodded and said no more.

Monk Wude stood up, "In this way, you continue to sit in Jiange, I... continue to travel to all places to save all living beings."

The Huo Dangzi nodded again, "When the world is settled, the wise master will appear, let us brothers drink hard again?"

Monk Wude murmured, "At this age, it depends on whether he can survive until that time..."

His eyes swept across the faces of the sword slaves again, and then he floated out of the house with Le Wu. There was a strong smile on his face.

The sky is gone for thousands of years...

It’s really beyond the reach of Kong Qiangu, but I have to admire him!

Jun Tianfang also saluted the Kongbaozi, "Senior Sword God, junior, have also said goodbye."

The empty bastard nodded slightly.

Jun Tianfang also came out with Yunjing.

Monk Wude and Liwu probably wanted to continue traveling all over the place, but Jun Tianfang took Yunjing directly to Changsha.

Now that Yunjing Jianwu has achieved some success, Jun Tian has already made a long-cherished wish, and there is no need to continue traveling in the world.

Xiaodangzi stood in front of the window, watching the four people gradually drift away, and murmured: "Fifty-six people in Yanyu Camp, I buried fifty-six jars of wine. I wonder how many brothers I can drink with in the end..."

...

Jun Tianfang and the others quickly caught up with the monk Wude and Le Wu who were sitting cross-legged on the old turtle slowly down the mountain.

Jun Tianfang and Wude had a soft conversation.

Yunjing asked when Lewu would go back to Changsha.

Le Wu just smiled and said, "When I become a Bodhisattva, I will go back whenever I want."

Yunjing nodded slightly and did not ask any more questions.

It was not until the Jianmen Shu Road that the four of them separated and went to the east and west.

Jun Tianfang took Yunjing to the east and walked along the official road without any rush or slow down.

When he went to a certain wood, Jun Tianfang suddenly stood up and said to the forest next to him: "Since you are waiting for Jun, why don't you show up?"

Three people emerged from the forest, with very fast figures and quickly rushed to the middle of the road.

The rhyme scenery reveals an extremely solemn look.

Although there were only three people coming, the aura of two of them made her feel cold.

Two powerful people in the True Martial Realm, and their aura is even stronger than those of the sword slaves in the Sword Pavilion.

Yiren and Jun Tianfang were wearing green robe like this.

Lord of Pojun Palace.

He was also wearing a gray robe.

The chief guest of Pojun Academy, Taki Yu.

These two people are supposed to be the most powerful two people in the Pojun Academy.

There was another person, and it was Wu Amiao.

When Wu Amiao saw Jun Tianfang and Yunjing, he was shocked, "Senior Jun, Miss Yunjing!"

Yunjing snorted coldly.

Jun Tian glanced at Wu Amiao, his face looked a little ugly, "I didn't expect you to climb up to the high branch of the Pojun Academy. Humph, it's really good."

Wu Amiao shrank his neck, but then he showed a smile, "I am not from Pojun Academy."

Then he walked to the side of the road and sat with a grass in his mouth, but his eyes were rolling, not knowing what he was thinking.

These words made the Lord of Pojun dissatisfied and snorted coldly.

He heard it harshly, and always felt that Wu Amiao's words seemed to look down on Pojun Academy.

Takiyu's expression did not change much.

Jun Tianfang had seen Takiyu, but had never seen the Lord of Pojun Palace, and asked, "Who is this?"

The Lord of the Pojun Palace did not seem very arrogant, and just said: "Pojun Academy, come and ask the Sword Immortal for an explanation."

Jun Tianfang chuckled, "What did Jun help General Yue defend Chongqing?"

Then the laughter grew louder and louder, "Mr. Jun was originally from the Song Dynasty. If you want to help Song, why should you tell me these novels?"

His eyes were full of disdain.

As he said that, he looked at Takiyu again and said, "The love that helped me kill Beishan Qiu has returned. Today, let's share life and death!"

Someone rushed to the official road from behind Jun Tianfang.

No gain.

The Lord of Pojun Palace changed slightly.
Chapter completed!