Chapter 128 Righteousness

Two days later.

Beside the stage of the Chongju Peak, there were disciples from the three main peaks.

The dense crowd surrounded the entire stage, and even a few months ago, the Mountain Gate Tournament was unable to arouse the enthusiasm of the disciples.

One was an expert disciple of Mount Li, and the other was an eldest disciple of Linglong.

One represented the Chen Kingdom and the other represented Great Zhou.

Such an identity had earned him enough stunts before he even started.

Early in the morning, Xu Han was pulled by Fang Ziyu to this martial arena. He said that he wanted to occupy a good seat, and watched as the man surnamed Chen knocked Meng Liang to the ground to find his teeth.

Fang Ziyu's mood was naturally understandable to Xu Han, but he had been called to the wooden pavilion by Mo Chen almost every night these past few days. He took advantage of these few days to explain to Xu Han various questions about the Great Evolution Sword Technique.

Whether it was what Xu Han had encountered or what he might encounter, Mo Chen Zi took out all of them to explain.

It was as if he had missed this opportunity, and he would never have the chance to talk to Xu Han about these things again. Regardless of whether Xu Han could understand those problems or not, he poured all of his brain into Xu Han's brain like a stuffed duck. Fortunately, Xu Han's memory was superb. Although most of the questions Mo Chen Zi had mentioned sounded as unsolvable as a heavenly book with Xu Han's current cultivation realm, he still remembered them one by one in his heart, or he might be able to use them one day.

And because of this, Xu Han had not slept well these past few days. He even temporarily let go of the cultivation that he had to go to Zhong Changhen's place every morning.

However, he couldn't beat the entanglement of this young lady, Fang Ziyu, and could only be pulled out by her in a daze.

According to the previous agreement, this swordsmanship competition should start around SiShi. They came very early and arrived at the martial arena at an early hour. However, the disciples outside the martial arena who came to watch the battle far exceeded their imagination.

In the end, Fang Ziyu could only show his identity as his Second Senior Sister and push himself to the front of the crowd. In Fang Ziyu's words, "This way, I can see Chen's valiant and heroic bearing at the first possible moment."

As for Young Master Meng, in Fang Ziyu's eyes, he had already been downgraded from a prodigal disciple to a pervert. Naturally, he would be repaired as badly as he could be repaired.

Hearing her words, Xu Han was also very helpless. This Eldest Young Master Meng was really too rude. Yesterday, he even asked his Senior Martial Uncle why he was on the same path as him. Although Mo Chen Zi didn't say much about this, he seemed to appreciate Meng Liang a lot. Sometimes, Xu Han really couldn't pinch his Senior Martial Uncle's judging skills.

After squeezing into the crowd, Xu Han looked around. He saw many people he knew, such as Song Yueming and Zhou Zhang. Obviously, they were also very interested in this battle. What surprised Xu Han was that Qin Keqing, a disciple of Xuanhe Peak, had also appeared in the crowd.

However, when Xu Han discovered her, she also discovered Xu Han in the crowd. After exchanging glances, the two of them shifted their gazes away. Qin Keqing's expression was somewhat lonely.

Xu Han was also helpless against this.

…

About half an hour later, a loud noise suddenly came from the crowd.

Xu Han and Fang Ziyu turned their heads and saw Mo Chenzi and the others slowly walking over from a distance.

The crowd consciously moved aside, leaving a path for today's protagonist.

Meng Liang leapt up high and landed steadily on the stage when he arrived at the side of the martial arena. He clasped his sword in both hands, and his face was as silent as an ancient pine. At that time, a ferocious sword intent surged out from his body, and it had the demeanor of an expert.

It was very different from the senses he had given Xu Han in the past few days. Only then did he really have the appearance of a few Mountain Separation disciples.

"Pretending to be what one is not." Seeing this, Fang Ziyu glanced at him with disdain.

Seeing this, Xu Han smiled slightly. No matter how relaxed Fang Ziyu's words were, the expression on her face was exceptionally heavy. She thought that she could see Meng Liang's extraordinary character and was secretly worried about Chen Xuanji.

"Don't worry, he's no match for Brother Chen." Xu Han smiled and said in relief. Xu Han's words weren't fabricated out of thin air, but came from Mo Chen's mouth. With his immortal realm vision, he probably wouldn't be wrong.

"You want to tell me?" Hearing this, Fang Ziyu raised his head and said discontentedly.

Xu Han was very clear about Fang Ziyu's eldest young miss' temper. He did not say anything else at the moment, but looked at the martial arts arena with deep eyes, waiting for Chen Xuanji's arrival.

…

In less than a hundred breaths of time, under the expectation of everyone.

Suddenly, a sword cry sounded from the peak of the Chongju Peak, and a white-robed and white-haired figure rode over.

Suddenly, a sharp sword transformed into a streak of light and pierced straight into the ground of the stage. With a cold sword intent, the white-robed and white-haired figure landed gently. He stepped on the hilt of the sword and stood in the air.

It was Chen Xuanji, the eldest senior brother of the Exquisite Pavilion!

Meng Liang raised his head. At that moment, his black robe stirred up, and a sword intent flashed across his pitch black pupils.

"Chen Xuanji."

He said.

Her voice was very low, and her final voice was long, as if she was murmuring.

"Meng Liang." Chen Xuanji looked down at the black-clothed youth not far away and said in a low voice.

When Xu Han heard the conversation between the two, he was stunned. He vaguely felt that the relationship between the two of them was not as simple as that between the challenger and the challenged.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Meng Liang's voice was still low. At that moment, his hand reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"Is that so?" Chen Xuanji's eyes narrowed as a cold light flashed through them.

"Follow me back. The Chen Kingdom needs you." Meng Liang's sword was unsheathed at that time.

"I won't go back." Chen Xuanji shook his head and jumped onto the ground. At that moment, the long sword that was inserted into the ground flew into his hand.

"Why?" Meng Liang asked. His body moved, and the sword in his hand emitted a frightening cold light.

"From the moment Chen Tingzhu gave my mother the poisonous wine, I no longer had any relationship with the Chen Kingdom." As Chen Xuanji spoke, his body also moved, and the sword intent around his body surged, as if it was a river and a sea.

"What about the citizens of the Chen Kingdom? What about the hundred-year-old inheritance of the Great Chen Kingdom? What about the hundred thousand Tiger Wolf Cavalry?"

Meng Liang suddenly roared angrily, his voice rising higher and higher.

Then his body leapt up and the sword intent around him surged, raising the strands of hair on his head. At that time, he looked like a furious lion.

High, valiant, and unyielding.

Chen Xuanji's expression was still as indifferent as water. He raised his sword-wielding hand and drew an exquisite arc in the air. Then, he didn't dodge and directly faced the whistling blade of Meng Liang's sword.

Clang!

A crisp sound exploded.

Their swords finally collided at that moment.

Sword light flickered, sword intent surging, and strong winds whistled in all directions!

At this moment, the surrounding people did not have the slightest intention of appreciating this rare and fierce battle.

They were stunned by their conversation.

Chen Tingzhu, the current emperor of the Chen Kingdom, was riding the trump card of Pingxi Wang Mengke of the Chen Kingdom.

Together with Chen Xuanji's previous words, a very clear vein appeared in Xu Han's mind.

For more than ten years, the emperor of the now-aged Chen Kingdom, also known as Chen Tingzhu, had bestowed the death of Empress Meng Yu in the name of the harem of calamity, and had demoted Meng Yu's twin brother Meng Ke to the common people. Of course, it was exactly the same as the case of the Great Zhou's Mu King. The excuses the emperors gave were all grand, but in reality, anyone with good eyesight could tell that they were afraid of the Meng Clan's meritorious deeds. In recent years, due to the frequent military expansion of the Great Xia Dynasty, Chen Tingzhu had no choice but to invite Munch to the throne of King Pingxi, in order to resist the Great Xia Dynasty that was eyeing him covetously.

From this, it could be seen that this Meng Liang was probably the empress of the Meng Clan, and Chen Xuanji was most likely the prince of the Chen Kingdom from Empress Meng Yu back then!

Thinking of this, Xu Han's heart trembled. He subconsciously looked at Fang Ziyu beside him, only to see that Fang Ziyu's face was also filled with shock. He was afraid that he did not know anything about this matter.

At this moment, the battle on the field was still going on.

The two of them, who had accumulated many years of resentment and grievances, did not hold back at all. At that time, they waved their murderous moves one after another.

The blade of Meng Liang's sword opened and closed, and it had the potential to break through mountains and stones.

Chen Xuanji's sword moves were as calm as a mountain, yet there was hidden killing intent beneath them.

The two of them exchanged blows, like rainbow sword qi, like a flood dragon coming out of the sea, charging and howling, filling the entire martial arena.

…

"I didn't expect this Meng Liang to be after Chen Country's Meng Ke." Beside the martial field, Gui Puti frowned as he looked at the two people fighting on the field. "Looks like you, gravekeeper, are not easy to find."

"How could it be bad?" Hearing this, Mo Chen Zi asked indifferently, but his gaze landed on Meng Liang's body.

"Now that the three princes of the Chen Kingdom have seized the throne, there is more or less the shadow of the Great Xia Dynasty behind them. No matter who ascends the throne in the end, there will inevitably be an internal conflict. At that time, the Chen Kingdom will definitely be in a mess. I'm afraid that its situation will not even compare to the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"This Meng Liang is bent on bringing back Chen Xuanji to change the current situation of the Chen Kingdom. There are too many people like him in the secular world, so how can he return to guard the mausoleum in peace?"

"The Sword Mausoleum is lonely. Even those who don't have any worries can't endure the loneliness brought about by the long hours."

"Only with great righteousness can we endure this loneliness."

"He can't go to the Mausoleum of the Sword now because he only has the courage to shoulder the weight of righteousness, but he still doesn't understand it."

"One day, when he understands this weight, he will naturally go to the Sword Mausoleum."

Mo Chen Zi said slowly, as if he wasn't worried at all about this matter.

"Righteousness?" However, the girl beside her was very dissatisfied. She rolled her eyes at Mo Chen Zi and immediately said, "Do you want to say that you left me because of this righteousness back then?"

This was originally a teasing remark, but Mo Chen Zi shook his head when he heard it.

At that time, he turned to look at the girl and said indifferently.

"I don't understand justice. I just thought that only by guarding the Mausoleum of the Sword would I be able to ensure that this world is safe and sound."

"I can protect this world…"

"Only then will I be able to keep you alive in this world."

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