Unparalleled Sword Sovereign

On the coast of the South China Sea, there is a stone cliff standing on the edge of the turbulent sea, tens of feet high, magnificent.

On the stone cliff, it is a small village that looks insignificant. It is built on the stone cliff surrounded by the sea on three sides, which looks small and lonely.

This humble village is called Haifeng town. It has been standing for hundreds of years on the stony cliffs where there are no people around. But few outsiders know about it. Occasionally, some people visit here, and most of them just take a look at it from a distance. They really don't have much interest. Moreover, this town is also very strange. The old town is surrounded by high walls. There are often people guarding the door, but they are not allowed to enter.

Over time, even fishermen by the sea are reluctant to get close to the town.

However, for the older generation of sword practitioners in the Jianghu, this town is a place that people yearn for, and it is also a place that every great master's level masters flock to.

This town is a sword array left over from ancient times. The residences in the town look ugly and even shabby. They all have a touch of Kendo spirit. All the people who can live here are masters in shangjiujing, so this town naturally makes people feel mysterious and yearning.

At the beginning, Su Chunsheng went up from the north of the South China Sea, and his first stop was here. It was here that Su Chunsheng met Gao Songtao, the sword immortal who fell from the sword mountain, and Wang Meng, the boxing master. Here, Su Chunsheng killed Cao Xi, the ancestor of the Cao family, with a sword, and met Zhao Wenzheng, who was once the head of the culture.

Today, the small town is still ugly. There are not many residents in the town, but they are all on their own, busy with trivial things. It's hard to imagine that as long as people here go out of the town, they will be the most rare great masters in the world, but they live a poor life here.

The sky is still clear and the sea breeze is blowing on the cliff.

At the gate of the small town, the old man who had left for a short time a few days ago returned to the city. He once again took up the responsibility of guarding the city, carrying a worn-out reclining chair and leaning in front of the dilapidated city gate to bask in the sun.

This old man guarding the city is Zhao Wenzheng, the master of Confucianism and Taoism who once served as the head of Yuntian academy several decades ago and once shouldered most of Confucianism and Taoism! But some time ago, Zhao Wenzheng left in the Central Plains, but he was defeated in the end.

Zhao Wenzheng just leaned back on the chair, as usual, squinting and dozing in the warm sunshine.

In the distance, a figure came slowly and appeared outside the town.

After seeing the old man at the gate of the city, he still didn't retreat. Instead, he hesitated for a moment. Then he continued to walk slowly to the entrance of the city. He stood beside Zhao Wenzheng, but didn't speak. He just squatted on Zhao Wenzheng's side, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun.

Zhao Wenzheng, who has been lying on the reclining chair for a long time, squints at the old man on one side and turns his mouth. Then he continues to squint and bask in the sun in silence.

And the old man, just sitting quietly on one side, squinting, a indifferent appearance.

They just sat for a long time, and no one ever spoke.

After a long time, Zhao Wenzheng, who was lying on the chair, finally couldn't help it. He turned his head and looked at the guy beside him. He didn't have a good way: "what? Do you want to ask me for a statement? "

Squatting on the side of the people, but did not directly answer, but with a smile turned his head, looked at Zhao Wenzheng, calm way: "Sir, in this life, have you done anything to make yourself regret?"

The speaker, of course, is not someone else, but Xu Kuang, who used to be Zhao Wenzheng's favorite student and now the head of Yuntian Academy!

Since Su Chunsheng went north, Xu Kuang quietly left Yuntian academy and went all the way south to come here just to meet this gentleman who had been treated as his belief.

Hearing the student's words, Zhao Wenzheng, who looked indifferent, was stunned for a moment. He turned to gaze at Xu Kuang and frowned, "what do you mean?"

Xu Kuang did not continue to struggle about this matter. Instead, he looked up to the north and murmured, "Su Chunsheng has gone north. Now if there is no accident, he has killed the qintian Pavilion. Sun Lushan has no support now. I don't know what Chunsheng should do."

Zhao Wenzheng couldn't help looking up to the north and said calmly, "the Dashuo royal family will give up sun Lushan in order to protect themselves."

"Sir, when sun Lushan defected from the school, you once said that sun Lushan would not come to a good end. Is that true?" Xu Kuang sighed helplessly.

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Wenzheng shook his head and didn't have a good way: "I didn't have that ability, but I was so angry at that time that I blurted out. Who ever thought it would be today."

Xu Kuang Leng for a moment, some stunned.

However, Zhao Wenzheng sighed and leaned back on his chair. He was a little absent-minded, and then he murmured: "at the beginning, there were hundreds of disciples in the school, and the most promising one was your two brothers. It's just that sun Lushan came out of that place after all, and his ambition has always been great. After he betrayed his school, he didn't go into exile. On the contrary, he changed into a red man in the Dashuo court, and even became a national teacher step by step. But you, Xu Kuang, are only devoted to learning. You want to read all your life. Now you really have read all your life. "

Xu Kuang was silent and looked sad.

I'm afraid the whole world has forgotten that the most magnificent of Confucianism and Taoism was the Yuntian Academy. Zhao Wenzheng, the leader of the Academy, is the bearer of Confucianism and Taoism, and his disciples and scholars are amazing and gorgeous. At that time, Xu Kuang and sun Lushan were the students who had studied in Yuntian Academy. They studied under Zhao Wen's main gate.

Now, I'm afraid the whole Central Plains never knew that sun Lushan used to be Xu Kuang's younger martial brother, but their master was guarding the door in front of the town.

Things are changeable, mostly.

They fell into silence. After a long time, Xu Kuangcai continued to murmur: "Sir, after reading for so many years, I am old and want to travel in the world. That's why I came to see you instead of asking for a statement. "

"Because I've seen Chunsheng grow up step by step, seen the chivalrous spirit of so many experts, and seen jiuxiao sword sect come back from the dead, I'm more and more curious about what the world looks like."

"As for what you just asked, sir, have you ever regretted anything? I just want to verify it. After all, what I regret most now is that I didn't stop younger martial brother sun Lushan at the beginning. "

"At the beginning, when sun Lushan was going to leave the school, he once asked me to drink. At that time, sun Lushan regarded me as the most trustworthy person in the whole Academy. Sun Lushan once asked me why I wanted to study. At that time, I didn't understand it, so I uttered a few words of nonsense. Now I can't remember what I said. Then sun Lushan went down the mountain the next day without going back. Then there was the disaster of Yuntian academy, and now there is the scene. "

Listening to Xu Kuang's low voice, Zhao Wenzheng immediately frowned and looked at his proud disciple with a dignified look.

But Xu Kuang continued to murmur: "if it wasn't for this, I'm afraid sun Lushan would not have come to such a dead end today. Therefore, the most regretful thing today is nothing more than this. If I had been more patient at the beginning, I'm afraid it would have been much better in the world. "

Zhao Wen is leaning back on the chair, with a solemn face.

Xu Kuang turned his head, grinned at Zhao Wenzheng, and said: "Sir, Chunsheng hates you. I'm a gentleman, and naturally I can understand it. You should know, sir. After all, Mr. Su's previous plan was to kill the Su family. However, I don't hate you, and I'm not here to ask you a question. After all, you are my husband. No matter how wrong he is, students can't hate him. Without you, there would be no me. "

Zhao Wenzheng widened his eyes and opened his mouth to talk. However, Xu Kuang got up slowly, bowed to Zhao Wenzheng and said in a deep voice, "good bye, sir."

This time, it will never be seen again.

Zhao Wenzheng did not know why, suddenly red eyes, lips slightly tremble, but speechless.

After a long time, Xu Kuang slowly got up, turned his head and strode away, disappeared in front of the town and headed north.

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Wenzheng just sat on his own reclining chair. After watching Xu Kuang walk away, he suddenly collapsed in the chair. His original spirit seemed to have dissipated a lot, and the whole person became dark.

The sun is shining and the sea breeze is caressing.

Zhao Wenzheng walked quietly for a long time, then looked up and murmured: "it's a mistake that people are not saints. It's a mistake that they didn't improve their students at the beginning! It's also a mistake to watch the Academy destroyed! Stand by and watch the collapse of the Su family. There's something wrong! It's also a mistake to calculate that Su family boy! "

"But now when I think about it, the most regretful thing in my life is that this teacher has not been able to do anything for his students..."

Zhao Wenzheng slowly closed his eyes and talked to himself for a long time. Then he waved to the sky and said in a low voice, "this river and lake should have some vitality."

The next moment, the old man slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qintian Pavilion.

The roar at the foot of the mountain has been heard for several times, and there are gas engines flowing down all around. The experts who were guarding the mountain have also been left to stop Su Chunsheng.

At the top of the towering qintian Pavilion, in the open hall, he sits alone in the center of the hall. In front of him is a brand-new chessboard, but above the chessboard is empty, without a piece of chess.

Sun Lushan sat in front of the chessboard, looking at the empty chessboard calmly, stunned.

The distant roar is getting closer and closer. It's obvious that Su Chunsheng is getting closer to the tall building.

Sun Lushan raised his hand and twisted a white chess piece from one side of the chess box. He hesitated for a long time. After all, he didn't put it on the chessboard. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the bright sky with a gentle grin.