Chapter 359

The sword tornado directly involved the towering building. Before long, the once magnificent high-rise building collapsed directly, with rubble and sawdust scattered all around, which made it look like a mess.

Most of the time, it was because they had guessed this scene that the masters of Gongsun family had already withdrawn from the high-rise building, and even some valuable objects had already been removed. Can Rao is so, this high-rise building is so split by a sword, still let the present Gongsun family people are greatly shocked.

Some of the Gongsun family's experts gathered here on Qingshi Daping are sorry, some are helpless, some are frightened, and some are resentful. However, Rao is so, but no one dares to speak at will, let alone to provoke the sword immortal who is suspended in the air.

The outer building, standing in the stone forest for a hundred years, has been regarded by Gongsun family as the core of the family. Maybe outsiders don't understand the reason, but most of the experts in Gongsun family have seen how this high-rise building has grown up, and how it has trained batch after batch of experts for Gongsun family.

Hundreds of years ago, this high-rise building was just a humble viewing Pavilion. Gongsun Yan, the leader of Gongsun family, wandered in the hinterland of the Central Plains for decades. He gained a lot of martial arts secret books and a rare weapon. He took over the place and trained a number of experts who could defend his family.

Today's Gongsun wangce, who is in charge of the family, is on this basis to expand the building again! Bai Ling, who is famous in the river and lake, comes from here. Now, I'm afraid no one knows that there are a group of experts named Bai Ling in this high building, which can make most of the masters bow their heads.

But now, the high-rise building is so collapsed that it is uncomfortable to put it in anyone's heart.

However, none of the people present had ever wondered why the sword fairy who killed so many people would split the building first, or even guessed it for a long time. Because this high-rise building is nominally the core of Gongsun's family, but where it was built, it was aided by jiuxiao Jianzong. Even after the collapse of jiuxiao sword sect a few years ago, many of the secret books of magic soldiers hidden in jiuxiao sword sect were collected by Gongsun family at a great price.

It's no exaggeration to say that this building of Gongsun's family can have the status of today's rivers and lakes, and that jiuxiao temple has contributed a lot!

After the roar, Xiao Tianci was still suspended in the air. On the long sword named Tianci in his hand, the sword Qi gradually dissipated and returned to calm.

The opposite building has become a pile of ruins. Above the ruins, an old man, pale, patted the dust on his body, but gave a bitter smile.

This sword, strong enough, destroyed the whole towering building, but did not hurt the old man opposite.

The old man, Zhao Wenzheng, who had fallen behind the ruins and walked out slowly, took a step forward after patting the dust on his body. He clasped his hands and bowed his body. He couldn't get up.

In a flash, Xiao Tianci landed slowly and stood opposite Zhao Wenzheng. He accepted Zhao Wenzheng's salute calmly.

"Old man Zhao, you can't bear the good fortune of Confucianism and Taoism after all."

Xiao Tianci sneered and said, "I don't want to kill you, just because of Su Chunsheng. From today on, you, Zhao Wenzheng, are not allowed to enter the Central Plains! "

Zhao Wenzheng slowly straightened up, but did not refute or even ask questions. He just looked up at the sky and sighed.

Just that sword, seemingly destroyed the pavilion, but also for Zhao Wenzheng's trial.

It's a pity that the sword from the Sword Fairy still failed to attract the protection of Confucianism and Taoism. Obviously, those outsiders have excluded Zhao Wenzheng. The old man, who was devoted to Confucianism, was shut out of the door of Confucianism and Taoism after all!

Xiao Tianci didn't want to talk any more. He just pulled the corners of his mouth and turned around.

Zhao Wenzheng stood silent for a long time, then breathed out a breath, turned his head and looked at Xiao Tianci, who turned his back to him, and said softly, "thank you for not killing me."

Unfortunately, Xiao Tianci did not want to look back.

Zhao Wenzheng hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned and walked towards the direction of the mountain. However, this time, he did not use the air engine, but like an ordinary old man, he walked down the stone steps behind him step by step.

While walking slowly, Zhao Wenzheng murmured to himself.

"I have studied all my life. I think I care about the world. If I think I am right, I will be a scholar. If I think I am right, I will be a disciple of the Academy. I will be worthy of Confucianism and Taoism. But in the end, Confucianism and Taoism never failed. The former college students died, and the only two remaining students turned against each other and became desolate. "

The old man went down the steps and was stunned. Then he squatted down and sat on the steep stone steps on the cliff. On one side, he turned to the northwest.

Not far from the northwest, there is an academy called Yuntian Academy. Standing on the top of a high mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there are many courtyards. Most of them are not luxurious or even shabby because they are a little old.

In a very simple study, a group of children get up carefully and gather towards the door of the study. In the middle of the study, a middle-aged Confucian student is sitting at a table, dozing off, and seems to be unaware of the students' sneaking away.

Dozens of children, finally carefully walked to the door of the study, and then ran out of the study, toward the direction of the mountain, a burst of clear laughter came.

In the study, the Confucianist who seemed to be asleep suddenly opened his eyes and listened to the bright children's laughter in the distance. He could not help grinning and looked gentle.

Obviously, this gentleman deliberately released these children.

This is just a smiling Confucianist. He straightened his body gently. Then he turned up a book in front of him and looked down to read. He said with great significance: "Confucius said: don't do to others what you don't want to do."

The academy is quiet, only the sound of reading and laughter.

In the huge stone forest along the southeast coast, Zhao Wenzheng, an old man squatting on the steps down the mountain, has been looking up at the Academy in the Northwest for a long time before he regained his mind. Grinning, then lowering his head and murmuring.

"Sages have words. Don't do to others what you don't want."

"Originally, I was wrong..."