Lu Ming's eyes were a little confused. Isn't Song Zhishu a monk practicing Qi Dzogchen?
What kind of Qi should be cultivated? He was a little confused and looked at Song Zhishu, but before Song Zhishu could answer, Lu Ming understood what it meant in an instant.
Song Zhishu had a feeling of depression, and when he came back today, he probably wanted to refine it. As for how to refine it, he had a vague guess.
For a moment, Lu Ming was a little silent. He wanted to dissuade him, but when Song Zhishu turned around and came back, he understood what he could not dissuade.
"Brother Song, I'm not going to try to persuade you. Brother Song just needs to think clearly about some things."
This was Lu Ming's answer. He understood the depression in Song Zhishu's heart but he could not empathize with it, so he could not make any decision for Song Zhishu. Since Song Zhishu made this choice, he could only support it. This is how a gentleman makes friends.
"Thank you, Brother Lu."
Song Zhishu bowed slightly to Lu Ming, and then walked slowly towards the law enforcement hall, but this time his steps were particularly firm.
Looking at Song Zhishu who was constantly moving away, Lu Ming said nothing and hurried towards Mingyue Academy to inform Mr. Wenyuan of the matter, fearing that an uncontrollable situation might arise by then.
The news of Song Zhishu's return was only known to a small number of people at first, but it spread quickly and many people were paying attention.
Qingshan City, a spiritual courtyard house.
Bai Qiuyu also got the news, and there was a slight shock on his face.
"Senior Brother Bai, Governor Song has only been out for a day, why did he come back?"
"The disciple below said that he did not go home after arriving at Mingyue City. It seems that the target is the Law Enforcement Hall."
Several outer disciples below reported the latest situation. Everyone had some doubts in their eyes. It was obviously the best choice to leave first and avoid the limelight. Who would have thought that Song Zhishu would be so stupid as to come back.
"Can't you bear it after all?"
Bai Qiuyu was silent for a moment, and then said: "Since I'm back, I went to the Law Enforcement Hall. I must be still dissatisfied, but it's okay to come over. Let's go to the Law Enforcement Hall."
After saying that, Bai Qiuyu stood up with a very calm expression. How about the Law Enforcement Hall? What can Song Zhishu do? What can he do?
Originally, my previous plan was to make Song Zhishu retreat without any retreat, and then go to the law enforcement hall to beat drums and ask for an explanation. This was exactly the result I wanted, but I didn't expect that the other party backed down, and I still felt bored.
Bai Qiuyu was not afraid that Zhishu Song would not go to the Law Enforcement Hall to play the drums, but that he would not go. Now that Zhishu Song was gone, he was even happier because everything was as expected.
"Yes, Senior Brother Bai."
Several law enforcement hall disciples spoke quickly, thinking that Song Zhishu was too impatient.
Some people couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, Song Zhishu, you just left, why did you come back?
Everything is destined.
Immediately, under the leadership of Bai Qiuyu, the group walked out of the spiritual courtyard and left Qingshan City, and their destination was the Law Enforcement Hall.
And just as they were setting off.
In Mingyue Academy.
Two figures stood facing each other, they were Zhou Wenyuan and Lu Ming.
Just now, Lu Ming had already informed everything about Song Zhishu's return and his visit to the Law Enforcement Hall.
"Teacher, Brother Song came back just one day later. He must have made up his mind to make things bigger. The students can't stop it. Teacher, what should we do?" Lu Ming said, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Because he knows that it is difficult to persuade him to come back, so his plan for now is to figure out how to deal with unexpected situations.
Hearing this, Zhou Wenyuan's expression changed slightly and he walked forward quickly, but stopped quickly.
After a moment of silence, Zhou Wenyuan turned around again, walked to the courtyard and sat down: "Since Mr. Song has made a decision, let him go. If he is stopped, it will only make him feel even more depressed."
"Teacher, then we don't do anything?"
After Lu Ming heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then continued to add: "The teacher finally persuaded Brother Song to go on a journey of thousands of miles, but now why is Brother Song allowed to go? The students don't understand."
"My previous advice was to point him to the right path from my own perspective."
Zhou Wenyuan said: "It's just that what I think is the right path, in Song Xiaoyou's opinion, is not that way, and maybe it's the complete opposite."
"This" Lu Ming frowned, still a little confused.
He felt that letting Song Zhishu leave first was not only the most correct, but also the best.
Knowing that there is an abyss ahead, but still jumping in, is not courageous, but unwise. Although Lu Ming was unwilling and angry about what happened to Song Zhishu, there were some things that could not be shaken.
"The way of immortality lies in condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, cultivating magic power, and strengthening one's body. To put it bluntly, it means trying every means to gain strength."
Zhou Wenyuan did not immediately give an explanation. He pondered for a moment and continued: "But the difference between Confucianism lies in the word "enlightenment", which is why the cultivation of Confucianism is more difficult than the cultivation of immortality, because everyone has his own path.
People’s principles are different.”
"Just like the great Confucian scholars in the world, they all read the same books, but why do they all understand different principles?"
"The reason is that people have different ideas. Song Xiaoyou has his own way and his own ideas. Since he has thought of it, he has to do it. In my opinion, this is great courage, because ordinary people cannot have it, and I
I'm also happy for him because Song Xiaoyou has truly understood."
Zhou Wenyuan's idea was very simple. In his heart, he did not agree with what Song Zhishu did, but it did not mean that it was wrong.
The reason for happiness is also very simple. Scholars can clearly understand the path and follow their hearts. There is no greater good.
After Lu Ming heard it, he didn't say anything because he knew it in his heart.
But he still frowned, hesitated for a moment and said: "Then what if Brother Song really makes things worse and is in danger?"
Lu Ming was acting from a practical point of view. He and Song Zhishu were good friends, and naturally he did not want anything to happen to the other party.
"Danger? Mingyuan, Xiaoyou Song will not be in danger."
Mingyuan is the name of Lu Ming.
Zhou Wenyuan smiled, sat on the chair, looked at Lu Ming, drank a cup of tea gently, and continued: "Song Xiaoyou, give me a great blessing and favor from Confucianism, even if those people behind the scenes want to touch him.
Even if the entire Taihao Sword Sect wants to move, it will never be possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light appeared in Zhou Wenyuan's eyes, which made Lu Ming, who was opposite him, also feel slightly startled.
The teacher is a scholar and a true Confucian. He has always been kind to everyone, and he is sincere in answering people's questions. He has never shown such a look, but now
But Lu Ming soon figured it out. Scholars become gentlemen and educate the world, but that does not mean they have no temper.
Confucian scholars not only just study and write, but also have great righteousness and dare to be the first in the world.
He did not speak, but turned his head to look in the direction of the Law Enforcement Hall, lost in thought.
Maybe what happens today will be beyond imagination.
at the same time.
In the bright moon city.
Song Zhishu has firm eyes and firm steps.
As he walked on the streets of the city, he had a panoramic view of all the scenes. He was surrounded by busy traffic and pedestrians. Everything was still the same as before, but it was different.
He saw some monks meeting up with their friends to have a drink and build a foundation because of a little gain, just like he and Li Dao had done.
He also saw some people returning empty-handed from the mountain tour, frowning and looking lonely, worrying about the resources for future practice.
He also saw people arguing on the side of the road, claiming that the distribution was uneven and accusing the patrol area of being divided privately.
He saw the same courier as Wang Zhuang again, walking in a hurry, lowering his head and moving forward quickly.
He also saw ordinary people taking their families to clean up their belongings because they could not pay the rent.
Some people cried, some swallowed their anger, and some glared at each other.
Every scene is different, and each person has a different story, which is not only displayed in front of Song Zhishu's eyes, but also reflected in his heart.
Song Zhishu observed these carefully, thinking, no longer an outsider, but also trying to understand their hearts, feeling the joys and sorrows of those people, separation and separation, everyone is different, but everyone is confused.
Involuntarily, waves of awe-inspiring righteousness surged in his body, seemingly affected by his own mood.
In the chest, the stagnation of energy has fully shown its essence, but it is not blocked inside like before. It seems to be rushing out from the chest, and the place it is pointing is the Law Enforcement Hall.
"To perfect Qi training, one breath is refined, and the refining of this breath is not cultivation, but action."
Song Zhishu muttered to himself, completely enlightened. As he continued to move forward, his thoughts gradually became clearer, and his pace became faster, but also more determined.
Soon after, he walked to the foot of the law enforcement mountain and stepped up without any hesitation.
"Who is this person? Is he going to the law enforcement court?"
"He is Song Zhishu. Didn't he say he went out two days ago? Why did he come back again?"
"It is rumored that he was targeted and his friends were also implicated. He is still incarcerated in our law enforcement hall. Some people say he was wronged."
On the road to Law Enforcement Mountain, some law enforcement disciples looked shocked when they saw Song Zhishu. Some people who knew the situation even told some inside stories.
"Zhishu Song is just a handyman disciple. So what if he encounters injustice? What can he do?"
"Yes, Senior Sister Li Qingzhou behind him is also outside now, and there is no one to help."
"No matter what, let's see what he does."
And because many people knew about the return of Song Zhishu, a group of people followed behind him, wanting to see what the other party was going to do. Among them were not only the handyman disciples, but also the outer disciples.
As time went by, about half an hour later.
Song Zhishu reached the top of the mountain and stepped on the square of the Law Enforcement Hall.
At this moment, there were already many disciples in the square. They were all people who had received the news and came in advance.
But most of them looked at them from a distance and did not come close.
As for the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, after seeing Governor Song, they looked at each other but did not choose to move forward.
Song Zhishu turned a blind eye to all this and walked on the square, heading inside step by step, taking his time.
"No, his direction is to complain about injustice?"
"Is it possible that Governor Song wants to sound the drum of grievance? It's impossible. Although the drum of grievance is set up by the sect to express grievances to the disciples below, few people have dared to actually sound the drum for many years."
"What's impossible? Seeing as how determined he is, it's just that even if he wins, the price will be high."
Some disciples looked at the direction Song Zhishu was going and immediately guessed that the other party might be beating drums to complain.
The drum of grievance was left behind by the ancestors of the sect. It is considered a magic weapon. Although it has no special ability, once it is sounded, it will shake the entire Law Enforcement Hall, the Nine Cities, and even the Outer and Inner Peaks. Then everyone will know about it.
Attracted by countless people.
Indeed, beating the drum of grievance is the best way to deal with injustice.
Can Song Zhishu really succeed?
Everyone was watching quietly.
Song Zhishu is also getting closer and closer to complaining.
"Junior Brother Song, no."
But at this moment, a voice rang out, it was Liu Changqing. He came over and whispered to stop him: "Junior Brother Song, if you do this, the matter will most likely become a big deal, and it will be difficult to end it by then. You have to be patient."
Liu Changqing spoke solemnly. He was a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall and knew a lot of things. He knew that Song Zhishu and his friends had suffered injustice.
But the problem now is that that force is so strong that even if Li Qingzhou comes, it can't end it.
"Senior Brother Liu, Junior Brother, you are still willing to offer words to persuade me in my current situation. Junior Brother knows your good intentions, but Junior Brother has made up his mind." Song Zhishu looked at the visitor with a gentle and calm expression. He first met Liu Changqing, and the other party wanted to get to know him through him.
Junior Sister Qingzhou.
It's okay, everyone in the world is looking for benefits, but today I chose to talk to myself in front of everyone, obviously I took a big risk.
Although I don’t know that Song Zhishu is being targeted, anyone who is close to or even remotely related to him will be implicated?
By doing this, Liu Changqing completely threw his own interests behind.
"Junior brother, you are the one who has been deceived by beating the drum of injustice."
Liu Changqing spoke in a low voice, then turned his head slightly and looked in another direction.
Song Zhishu also cast his gaze and saw not far away, Bai Qiuyu leading a group of people walking over with a slight smile.
He folded his hands, stood upright, and looked extremely calm.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall were silent, because they knew that no matter what Song Zhishu did, he could not shake Bai Qiuyu. This was due to status and class differences.
At the same time, some people shook their heads. They knew clearly that someone had set a trap to use you to gain power, but they still came back. You are really stupid.
Song Zhishu said nothing, then looked at Liu Changqing: "Senior Brother Liu, please leave. Don't be implicated by your junior brother."
After saying that, he bowed slightly, and then walked towards the direction of the injustice drum without looking back.
Seeing this, Liu Changqing wanted to catch up and say something, but a friend from the Law Enforcement Hall next to him pulled him away in time and shook his head, indicating that he should stop taking care of it, otherwise something would really happen.
"Senior Brother Bai, do you want to stop him?"
On the other side, an outer disciple walked up to Bai Qiuyu and spoke.
If you feel that once the drum of grievance is sounded, there will be some trouble, so you can stop it first.
At the same time, many law enforcement hall disciples also looked over. Although Bai Qiuyu was only an outer disciple, his brother Bai Haochen was in charge of the law enforcement hall and had various intricate relationships, so Bai Qiuyu's words were obviously very important.
"Let him."
Bai Qiuyu smiled, then gave up slightly and stood there, signaling for everyone not to stop him.
He just wanted Song Zhishu to sound the drum of grievance, otherwise how could he take the opportunity to make things worse? Everything was planned.
As for what the final result will be, Bai Qiuyu is very confident. Li Qingzhou's presence may be very troublesome, but now with Song Zhishu, a mere handyman disciple, he can overcome any trouble.
The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall not far away saw Bai Qiuyu's gesture and did not say anything more and quietly retreated.
In this way, Song Zhishu walked unobstructed to the bottom of the Injustice Drum. In front of him was the drum hammer.
As long as you pick it up and sound the drum of grievance, not only the Law Enforcement Hall but also the Nine Cities will be shaken.
But Song Zhishu was standing below, motionless.
"Why aren't you moving?"
"Is this Song Zhishu still hesitant?"
Some disciples saw this scene and looked at each other with some confusion.
Song Zhishu walked to the law enforcement hall in front of everyone, walked to the grievance drum, but did not sound it, he would undoubtedly become everyone's joke.
"Senior Brother Bai, he seems afraid to knock."
Next to Bai Qiuyu, an outer disciple spoke.
Others couldn't help but laugh at them. Song Zhishu made such a big move but hesitated at the critical moment. How could it not be funny?
"Don't you dare knock?"
They didn't need to remind them, Bai Qiuyu also saw it and frowned.
I have prepared a series of plans, just waiting for you to fall into the trap. If I stand there and don't take action, how can I agree to it?
Immediately, Bai Qiuyu moved forward, walked not far from Song Zhishu, stopped, and then said: "Zhishu Song, I know that you are unwilling to accept the injustice. If so, then you can beat the drum of grievance and vent your anger.
Resentment, to get your justice back, I, Bai Qiuyu, will definitely accompany you."
If he could bear not to speak before, but now he is a little impatient. How can he get angry if he doesn't sound the drum to complain?
How can we take this opportunity to tell everyone that some characters cannot be offended under any circumstances?
To establish authority, you must establish it thoroughly.
After the words fell, everyone turned their attention to Song Zhishu.
Things have come to this.
If you are a little bit angry, it will definitely not work if you don’t knock.
At this time, Song Zhishu did not speak, but turned around and looked at Bai Qiuyu calmly.
It was he who took away his own Saint Sword Fetus for his own selfish desires. It was he who used the power in his hands to frame Li Dao. It was also he who spread rumors and forced Wang Zhuang to leave Mingyue City, and ultimately his family was ruined.
At this juncture, he still set a trap to kill himself.
As Song Zhishu continued to recall, the depression in his chest continued to vibrate, and seemed to begin to boil, accumulating to the extreme.
The awe-inspiring righteousness in his body was all gathered together and roamed among his limbs and bones.
Song Zhishu looked at Bai Qiuyu and felt the two breaths intertwined.
Buzz~
Suddenly, the Saint Sword Fetus in the storage bag seemed to sense Song Zhishu's thoughts and began to buzz.
Just at the next moment, Song Zhishu suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with light, and all the mana rolling around him, plus all the awe-inspiring righteousness, and the gloomy energy in his chest, were injected into the Saint Sword Embryo in an instant.
"kill!"
Following Song Zhishu’s voice.
The Saint Sword Embryo appeared, but it was no longer as ordinary and inconspicuous as before. It shone directly with all kinds of brilliance and was dazzling.
Phew~
In an instant.
The saint's sword exploded out, so fast that no one present could react, and turned into a stream of light, which went straight into Bai Qiuyu's neck, and then the light became brighter, stimulating unprecedented power.
Pfft.
At this moment, blood splashed everywhere and poured onto the ground.
At this moment, Bai Qiuyu's body and head were separated, the meridians all over his body collapsed, and his breath instantly weakened until it was nothing.
At this moment, Bai Qiuyu's body fell, and her head flew up with confusion and disbelief on her face.
Immediately afterwards, the head landed heavily on the square of the Law Enforcement Hall, and hot blood spread out, unable to stop it.
Dead!
Bai Qiuyu is dead!
The head is in a different place!
Quiet!
Quiet! Complete quiet!
shock!
Shocked! Completely shocked!
In the square of the Law Enforcement Hall, countless people were stunned, staring at Bai Qiuyu who fell on the ground with his head missing, and then looked at Song Zhishu, who had taken action not far away but had a calm face, with a look of dementia on his face.
Hands and feet are cold.
Because everyone realizes that something big is going to happen!