The vision gradually became clearer in the blur.

Ju Kui saw the person who walked in front of him clearly... His eyes were clear, and his eyebrows were full of fog, and he was a bright boy with a smile on his face.

Chen Yan Xun!

He seemed to hear a sigh in his heart. He was very young and very far away.

"Sir! Why didn't that man blame him for humiliating the people and infringing on the street? Why did he drag me back?"

"That's the son of the prince..."

"Sir, don't you say that there is no other way to the law? A prince breaks the law and should be punished with the common people. Does he not avoid the law, and the law should avoid him - sir! What are you doing?"

"What I teach you is real knowledge. Dharma is not false. Dharma always exists. As a teacher, you should always make a book and hold a sword to prove it - Jukui, do you know why you call Jukui?"

"You said that when I picked me up, my house was thieves and I hid in a cabinet..."

"No, I regard you as a treasure, so how can you be careless? The lack of people is also a lack of people. I gave you this name to tell you that everything is lacking, and people will always fill it. If you can survive, someone will give everything to protect you. You are willing to protect others and seek justice for others now. This is great. Go to the Sanxing Palace, where you can realize your ideals."

The gentleman's back disappeared into the blazing flames.

Just like the decaying emperor of the Great Heavenly Kingdom, he disappeared under the iron hooves of the Qi people.

It turns out that the light and dark people say goodbye to the world in the same way.

Later he walked up to Tianxing Cliff, and later he heard the sound of power. Later, he had many teachers, and he became a selfless "player"...

Life is really flying into the blink of an eye and burning into the flames.

After many years of the Three Punishment Palace, many people from the Legalists have been practicing for the Dharma and dying for the Dharma. When he walked to Tianxing Cliff, he realized how many bumps and mud there were on the road, and he realized how profound the footprints left on this road were.

Just now he almost thought he had seen the gentleman.

Although he is a person who never expects anything, he can't help but feel sad in the sudden bright and extinguished light.

The face of the boy in front of him was clear. The lines of rules he had lost, the way he had dismantled, seemed to be clear in another way on the face of this creature.

There are rules in the world, but the rules are different from what he thinks.

"Jukui, how old are you? I have searched for your information, but I can't remember it... 60 years old? 70 years old?"

Chen Yanxun walked up to him and looked at him with a smile on his face: "Have you lived for so many years in vain? I still don't know what this world is like."

Power must be selfish and absolutely exclusive. How can those in power who have already grasped the world's power allow anyone to get involved?

The authority to preside over the Yellow River Association is just a title of responsibility. The occasion of Dragon Lord losing his position is very suitable for some stories... Do you really want to change the world?

Chen Yanxin came here for a long time. He knew how to grasp the right measure and really learned a lesson.

Can those who have reached the top still continue to be naive?

It may take some consideration to meet Jiang Wang, because he has a wide range of friends and connections all over the world, and there are many forces that will support him. Although he does not support him, he will also ensure his safety.

For a person like Jukui who is destined to be rotated, who is never humane and sits alone in the Xingtao...

This reality should be told to see clearly!

Every step Chen Yanxun took forward was stepping on Jukui's divine will and crushing his methods, so that he could see clearly how the so-called rules were trampled on.

The opera is still standing. His spirit is complete and his limbs are healthy.

Chen Yanxun did not kill this stubborn master of law. When he was awake, his sword was always very sensible. When he was dementia... when he was not in danger, he was dementia.

To kill Jukui, Taixu Pavilion cannot sit idly by and Gongsun Buhe cannot stand idly. Even if he ignores the obstacles and kills it forcibly, it will be difficult to face endless troubles. Taixu Pavilion's reaction is unpredictable, and the counterattack of Sanxing Palace will inevitably be fierce.

The measure is here - a small lesson, the sword light that stopped in front of the gate of life is just right to be awake.

People cannot always live in the fantasy world. I think everyone needs a more sober true Lord of the Legalists.

The sword light seemed to have never appeared, but it was clearly in Jukui's eyes.

He understood that as long as one blink or Chen Yan searched for a thought, the sword of selflessness would make the world forget him. He understood that this sword light was waiting for him...waiting for him to wake up a little.

But isn't he sober?

What is reality, what is the world... Does he really not know?

He is selfless and unkind. It is because he has seen too many so-called truths in the world and understands that only justice is gentleness to the weak.

But why do you still have extravagant hopes and why do you still believe it? Why did Jiang Wang ask everyone to participate in the Yellow River Meeting? He was the first to say... "It's OK."

Why are you so active? Why do you spend all night studying the rules of the competition, just hoping to make the competition fair as much as possible and give more people the opportunity while taking care of the interests of all parties and being approved by all parties?

Just because you are born to be serious about things?

Or is it because believing in the so-called "world truth" does not really represent the world?

Just say "I understand!"

It's all over.

No bad things will happen. No one will humiliate him.

He has reached this level of cultivation. As long as he does not fight with others and does not block the path of stronger people, there will be no danger and will not be targeted by anyone. If he wants to have power, he can have a lot. He just wants to study knowledge and devote himself to practicing, and he can also return to the Heavenly Palace.

He was too awake.

So he kept his mouth shut and slowly closed his eyes.

"What I teach you is real knowledge!"

He thought that if everything ended here, that would be the case. He thought that he was worthy of the word "fa" and the proclaimed by the Legalists - preaching with his own body, and then he passed on the Dharma.

Close your eyes, it should be the sword light that will be dead, the sword energy that will spread across the sky... it should be infinite and boundless, eternal darkness.

But his world has not completely sunk, and the scenery he sees is different from imagination.

There was indeed darkness, but he seemed to see the light of flames. The unyielding, burning flame that burned his gentleman and the son of the Ming prince was his life, and it could be called an eternal memorial.

It turns out that the young fire has never been extinguished...?

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a very familiar back standing in front of him.

Familiar and somewhat unfamiliar.

This man was wearing a very noble and majestic robe, but he did not have the temperament of keeping people from thousands of miles away. He had long hair and jade, and his waist was like a golden beam, which was too tall. He looked like a mountain that would never collapse... a high mountain.

His figure was not too tall, but he was almost infinitely pulled up in the chessboard of Jukui's rules and in the gaze of Jukui.

This mountain...the pillar is when the sky falls.

People see that through the Taixu Illusion Realm and through the sky, they see Zhenhe Zhenjun who has been silent for a long time. Just a step forward, they walk into the cage of the top and enter the battlefield of Zhenjun.

The semi-finals of the Uefu Games were climaxed one after another, but the audience's eyes were unconsciously deflected.

Hu Yan Jingxuan, who was commenting on the semi-finals of the inner palace, only said, "Well, Gong Xiyan's move, ah, it's Gong Weizhang, let's take a look again, take a closer look, ah..."

No one cares.

Zhenhe Zhenjun and Jukui stand in two parallel lines, with their figures in front of Jukui right, only half a step away.

His left hand clenched into a fist, hovering before Jukui's eyes, and the darkness and flame light that Jukui saw probably came here.

Or what is reassuring is that Sauvignon Blanc is still in the scabbard and the sword is still hanging on his waist.

His right hand was just hanging quietly, and his five fingers were never scattered sharply, which seemed to be a gentle signal.

His eyes were also very calm, just looking at Chen Yanxun calmly—

"What do you think this world is like?"

His voice was almost unchanged.

This problem is probably not murderous.

His fist hovered in front of Jukui slowly opened... At this time, people could see a ray of sword light that was not born and changed constantly, jumping in his palm like a swimming fish.

He opened his five fingers little by little, like an upside-down flower blooming. But the power of his palm was sinking inward, and he crushed the sword light bit by bit.

At some point, Chen Yanxun had already withdrawn far away.

But he couldn't avoid Jiang Wang's problem.

"Zhenhe Zhenjun is a genius who has repeatedly broken the records of practice. He is the son of the times and the banner of humanity..." Chen Yanxun, who was young, smiled brightly: "What is this world like? You shouldn't ask me!"

Jiang Wang didn't laugh with him, but said, "I thought you like this question very much."

Chen Yan couldn't laugh, so he took this issue seriously and made a thought statement: "The strong are responsible, and the virtuous are governing the world. I think this world should be like this. The best situation has been built in the ideals of the ancestors - the national system is prosperous and the human race is rolling forward. One day, a king with both virtue and talent will appear, a harmonious relationship will stabilize the world, and the human world will prosper forever. That is the prosperous era that is overwhelming the past and present."

He seemed very sincere: "This is my simple opinion, or if there are any shortcomings, please give me some evidence."

Jiang Wang looked at him: "But when you were about to teach us Mr. Drama, you didn't seem to be going to say that."

‘Our Drama’…

Should I be so close? But how could I have such a deep bond when I was a colleague for a while?

And I am also a "former colleague" who has not fully supported you when you leave the cabinet.

Chen Yanxun found that he seemed to have misjudged the position of Jukui in Jiang Wang's heart, or that Jiang Wang was not just trying to do it for Jukui. If it was the former, it means that he needed to adjust his attitude towards Jukui. If it was the latter, it means that the problem would be more complicated...

"Jun Jiang has a deep misunderstanding of me!" Chen Yanxun sighed: "I respect Mr. Ju's character very much, but I am confused about his understanding of the world. I just want to tell Mr. Ju that the times have proved that the national system is the best now and a longer-term future. We should maintain respect for the righteousness of the countries."

"Today's Wen Xiang did not blame me, the King of Daishan did not blame me, and Grandma Gongsun also gave me the opportunity to start over again, but he locked the ground and wanted to lock his body. Where did the power come from? What's the matter?"
To be continued...