Chapter 2629: Justice Prevails

Qin Zhizhen shifted his body to the side, and Biancheng Yan Jun passed by him. Then a gap opened in the void, and he fell right into it.

The void portal was of course just a facade. After several layers of concealment, he actually opened his own sea of latent intent, and along the connection Jiang Wang had established, let Yan Xiao fall in unimpeded.

The grand voice of Yama Tianzi echoed over the ice coffin—

“Your bird.”

Dou Zhao's battle record this time was indeed eye-catching, and his spittle was like a knife, cutting very suddenly. For a moment, he couldn't respond. Fortunately, Biancheng Yan Jun had nothing to do with him, so the blame went to someone else.

Jiang Wang remained motionless inside the ice coffin, his hand covering the green tripod, looking at Zuoqiu Wu within the mountain and river prohibition, as if they were two silent statues, able to watch each other for eternity.

An old monk with an ever-changing face of all beings, wearing a patched monk's robe, walked into the pavilion outside the sea of intent: “Cabinet Member Qin, you really like to joke.”

“Biancheng Yan Jun is a great lord of the Underworld, a proper decreed god position. His thoughts are independent, his actions orderly, restrained only by Dizang Wang Bodhisattva... Where is there any ‘yours’ or ‘mine’? We are all contributing to the Underworld.”

He then looked at Dou Zhao: “As for being big-hearted... not entirely.”

“This is transmitted from Dizang Wang, it seems to be called the ‘Great Dream Sutra,’ used to help Him clear away His own杂念. The Confucian elders say ‘rites collapsed and music was destroyed, demonic thoughts grew thick,’ He had to enter dreams to avoid it.”

Yan Xiao, who had rolled several times on the ice coffin in the sea of intent, closed his eyelids again just as he was about to open them.

Since his master had already spoken, it was not wrong to sleep honestly – and there was still a coffin here.

Dou Zhao didn't care about the thieving bird he had thrown away. He fished up his broken arm with one hand, swallowed the Tianxiu Knife in one gulp, grinned, and said with golden blood dripping: “I don't care about any sutra, next time I go out, don't bring these broken Yang Gods. After all, they are several eras behind, truly useless.”

Qin Zhizhen was full of hate. He still hadn't thought of how to strike the opponent with strong words, nor could he do the deed of pulling a knife while injured. He could only first say in a muffled voice: “Your mouth is really tough!”

Dou Zhao was happy with the killing, and his mood was much better. He laughed heartily, and kicked the Saint Demon's head into the pavilion with one foot, shouting: “Collect the spoils for me!”

Collecting war spoils on the battlefield was something done by auxiliary soldiers.

The Saint Demon's head landed right in front of Li Hengzhi! Bones rolled on the ground, and the power of the Tianxiu Knife continued to twist and kill its stability.

Hidden within the history books of Diligent Academy was actually the “Rites Collapsed and Music Destroyed Saint Demon Skill.” The Saint Demon had actually walked grandly within the book pages. Taixu Pavilion had already taken down the demonic skull, and Zuoqiu Wu had to give an explanation for this. The academy also couldn't pretend not to know.

No matter how much Dou Zhao took advantage of Qin Zhizhen with his words, his actions still slapped the academy's face.

Li Hengzhi looked at that ferocious Saint Demon, speechless for a moment.

Incandescent electric light immediately surged up, extinguishing the rolling demonic qi, tying it into an airtight zongzi.

Ju Kui didn't really mind their cheap talk. The monk of all beings also conveniently sealed the Saint Demon's head's five senses, stopping its shriek, and added a North Dipper town demon prohibition.

No matter when, these immortal demons should not be underestimated.

Now was not the time to let the Saint Demon speak, so not a sound should be emitted.

Yama Tianzi then reached out and picked up this demonic skull, also throwing it into the chess grid prison cage. He said in the sea of intent: “Thank you, Cabinet Member Huang!”

Biancheng Yan Jun's majestic divine body did not make a single ripple in the vast sea of intent. It rested quietly on the ice surface, like a divine beast guarding a tomb, emitting the divine light of honest duty.

A core area had already been drawn out of the ice coffin lid. A Bodhi tree opened in the center of the coffin lid, its roots probing into the coffin, spreading like meridians across the ice river, even piercing the mountain and river prohibition disk.

Bodhi branches and leaves shook green. Huang Sheli, with her long robe stained with blood, sat leaning under the tree like a king, wiped a handful of nosebleed, and waved her hand without lifting her head, indicating that no more words were needed.

Waves of time and space flowed before her, ultimately manifesting as the chess game in the pavilion.

This chessboard served as a projection of the history window, connecting the “Confused Chapter” in the history graveyard and the page of the black and white law realm within “Diligent Academy.” It was the window through which Zuoqiu Wu observed Sima Heng, and also the window through which Sima Heng observed Zuoqiu Wu. Of course, it could also become the naked punishment platform through which Taixu Pavilion observed them – and now a Saint Demon was added.

Dou Zhao's knife had sent Zuoqiu Wu flying, and Ju Kui had immediately begun to construct the black and white law realm, precisely for this moment.

What Zuoqiu Wu and the person suspected to be Sima Heng were struggling over would be very difficult to conceal from them next.

Huang Sheli was already outside the door of the absolute peak. Zuoqiu Wu's time layout written in this history book and Sima Heng's retention of time order in the history graveyard had given her great inspiration. But she was not in a hurry to climb, just quietly looking at the different manifestations of time within the chess grid prison cage.

Ju Kui hosted this hall meeting, and she was the observer of time, who would grasp the traces of these under trial within history.

Huang Fu carried the demon-subduing pestle and had a three-point smile when he saw people. He was also very kind to the snoring Biancheng Yan Jun. He just guarded beside his daughter with a smile.

That increasingly towering Bodhi tree, because of the existence of this yellow-faced Buddha, poured wisdom light like a sudden rain!

Suddenly, quite a few people squeezed into the Lake Heart Pavilion, but it didn't seem crowded. The black and white law realm, under Ju Kui's control, had a reasonable extension.

There was a sound of thunder in the clear sky in the void, appearing very abrupt.

A white virtual shadow detached itself from the void, gradually solidifying into a concrete person – Xiao Zhiheng in linen clothes and cloth shoes. He staggered a few steps, finally standing firm. His face was pale, his spirit was depleted, and his intent was sinking.

He had finally escaped from the destruction pupil.

But perhaps Cang Ming had no plan to truly destroy him.

He looked at the Lake Heart Pavilion at this time, sighed, and had a sorrowful look on his face: “Ashamed of civilization.”

Dou Zhao turned his head to look at him, and the golden flame in his eyes rose again, eager to try: “Did you all fail to beat him into submission?”

Xiao Zhiheng's face froze.

The victor is king, the loser is bandit; it has been so since ancient times. How could a scholar not know this? He was prepared for cold mockery and hot sarcasm after being beaten, but not prepared to be beaten again...

The monk of all beings took a step forward and said seriously: “It is not that I, Taixu Pavilion, am rude. Within this square black and white law realm, the dignity of the law must be established, otherwise, this one is unsubmissive and that one is indignant, and Mister Ju holding court here openly will have no meaning.”

They played one red face and one white face, asking only one question –

Submissive or not submissive?

The two elders of the Confucian sect, representing Book Mountain, came to handle the affairs of Diligent Academy. But now Taixu Pavilion had taken over here, and everything had to wait until the truth was revealed before it could continue. Two elders, predecessors, do you recognize this decision? Are you truly submissive?

They came with ritual replacing law, wanting to point fingers here, establish an order with them as the main body, and conflict was inevitable. Just bowing their heads was not enough; they still wanted them to think clearly themselves and bow their heads again.

The struggle was for discourse power, and also for the power to dispose of Zhong Xuan.

Taixu Pavilion and Book Mountain were not enemies, and Book Mountain didn't care about Zhong Xuan. But Taixu Pavilion's highest demand was Zhong Xuan's safety. Book Mountain's highest demand was the overall interest of the Confucian family. If one side had to yield, it was not something that could be talked through.

“In ancient times, the supreme sage of Legalism preached that he spoke to convince people with reason.” Xiao Zhiheng seemed somewhat indignant: “Now, the dignity of the law can only be established through violent means?”

“Old Mister, don't make jokes on such a serious occasion.” The monk of all beings' ever-changing faces of all beings were all very calm: “Without punishment, there is no awe! Moreover, the two elders don't seem to recognize us very much either.”

“Why waste words with him!” Dou Zhao lifted his foot and walked towards this side, looking at Xiao Zhiheng extremely arrogantly: “Seal the mountain and close the door, not knowing what night it is! You old... seniors with your heads full of Zhi Hu Zhe Ye, if I don't beat you down, can you listen to my reasoning?”

“Brother Dou, you can't do that—” The monk of all beings made a gesture to pull him back, but his feet didn't move.

“Now we recognize!” Li Hengzhi finally took a step forward, blocking between the two, and said with a bitter smile: “We two old folks who closed the door and read books, coming out of the mountain in this hot summer, can be considered to have re-recognized the human world!”

“It's indeed too hot outside the mountain, we still have to go back into the mountain to cool off. If there's anything worrying in our hearts, it's nothing more than the Confucian orthodoxy, the true transmission of ritual and music...”

He stated directly: “This is already the black and white law realm, we naturally respect the dignity of the law. We also recognize the fair order.”

Ju Kui sat on the rectangular seat, appearing dignified yet distant, yet asked again: “And Mister Zi?”

This was the second time he had asked about Mister Zi!

The two elders of the Confucian sect all looked over, even Li Hengzhi raised his eyebrows.

Ju Kui said: “There is no other meaning in saying ‘and,’ we just have to wait for everyone to be complete.”

The monk of all beings again took a step inside: “Mister Ju is too thin-skinned to say, I am young and vigorous and have no scruples. I want to make it clear to the two misters—”

“Can the two of you make a decision? Can you completely represent Book Mountain and make a decision here?”

He lifted his eyes to look at the two people in front: “In worldly affairs, time is most precious! We can't talk halfway and then change people to talk again. Our Cabinet Member Li hates wasting time the most.”

Jiang Zhen Jun actually didn't like diplomacy very much. Before, when he was with Chong Xuan Sheng, Chong Xuan Sheng was the one who played the diplomacy role, and after that, Xiao Wu socialized with people. Unfortunately, in this session of Taixu Pavilion, he was also the tallest one among the short.

Dou Zhao already had the role of the villain, and played it very happily. Chong Xuan Zun was too lazy to waste words. Cang Ming couldn't even produce a fart after eight sticks. Qin Zhizhen deliberated for half a day after saying one sentence, and by the time he finished, the yellow flowers and vegetables were all cold. Zhong Xuan was actually very skilled at this kind of occasion, but everyone was still looking for him.

As for the others, there was no need to mention them.

He could only brace himself and take on the role of both chief thug and diplomat.

What Li Hengzhi thought in his heart was unknown, but his face always maintained his demeanor: “Changes have occurred at Diligent Academy, and some unfortunate things have happened. We are also very heartbroken.”

“You may suspect that Book Mountain is related to this matter, or even the mastermind behind it. Regarding this, this old man will not explain. The truth will naturally be revealed. But one point is clear—”

He said seriously: “Since Mister Xiao and I have jointly descended the mountain, our decision is the decision of Book Mountain, and our will is the will of the entire Confucian family.”

The monk of all beings saluted and said: “How can we not respect the prominent learning of the world!”

Li Hengzhi looked at him: “Just now you mentioned ‘waiting for everyone to be complete,’ wanting all sides to attend. Does Jiang Zhen Jun manifesting this body represent the Buddhist gate?”

“I do not represent Buddha, nor do I represent immortals. I represent a person named ‘Jiang Wang,’ or I can also represent Taixu Pavilion today.” The monk of all beings lifted the patched monk's robe on his body: “Now entering the hall with this body, it also means ‘all beings.’”

He said softly: “Everything that happens today will be exhibited in detail without omission in Taixu Illusion, to let the world public know. To show that Taixu Pavilion has absolutely no deceit in seizing or greedy occupation. We just want to find our colleague and ensure his safety.”

The Confucian family is a prominent learning in the world, with hundreds of millions of disciples!

But how widely is Taixu Illusion spread today? It is almost a second world.

If you want to talk about “crowd intent,” the Taixu Walkers are the more majestic group.

“Boundaries are sometimes high walls, which imprison the heart inside and block the enemy outside. If power is not restrained, moving forward is an abyss.” Ju Kui said from where he sat: “Today, Taixu Pavilion is holding a ‘public hall’ here, sincerely because of an urgent heart, and also wanting to clarify the rules – we are not trying to liberate power limitlessly, but want to solve the problem as fairly as possible.”

“We want to guarantee Zhong Xuan's safety, so we must monitor the confusing changes in Diligent Academy. Then who will monitor us? Above is the Taixu Alliance, and below are the people. In front is the Taixu Dao Master, and behind are billions of walkers!”

He stood firm as iron: “Or, the two elders can also watch. After all, Taixu Illusion is not closed to anyone.”

Xiao Zhiheng's face obviously changed.

Li Hengzhi considered and said: “Not all things are suitable to be revealed in the bright day. High places have secrets of high places, and the academy has private feelings of the academy. Sometimes obscurity is a kind of protection, for you, and for me, and for successive students of the academy, it is all so.”

“Mister is right! However, Diligent Academy can no longer protect itself, and every page of the history books is collapsing. And I have no private interests. Now that I am here, it is only for the safety of my colleague.” Ju Kui said expressionlessly: “Mister, ask yourself if you have guilt?”

Li Hengzhi was silent for a long time, then laughed dumbly: “Well then! You all decide for yourselves!”

The monk of all beings bowed to the side: “Please, two elders, take your seats.”

Tender buds drew branches, and twisted vines formed chairs... two chairs grew on the two sides of the stone chess table.

This was the position for watching chess.

“Watching chess without speaking is a true gentleman.” Li Hengzhi had quite the spirit of self-entertainment, and said with a laugh: “It's time to test this old man.”

He and Xiao Zhiheng sat opposite each other, looked at the chessboard, and then said to Xiao Zhiheng: “Compared to Dean Zuo, our treatment is quite good.”

Xiao Zhiheng opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Three hundred and twenty-four iron wall prison cages were almost all occupied. Among them, Zuoqiu Wu's “time body” occupied two hundred and sixty-seven cages.

Every time body represented a page of the chapter, a segment of the story, and a key figure related to it. Adding Cui One More extended beyond the page Zuoqiu Wu had already left, the page where the Saint Demon was located, and the page of the black and white law realm where Zuoqiu Wu's true body was rolled away...

That is to say, this history book named “Diligent Academy” had at least two hundred and seventy “records.”

Just like at this moment, a black piece suspected to represent Sima Heng, a Saint Demon's head, where Zuoqiu Wu's true body was located, and the projection of Qianqiu Coffin, adding up to exactly two hundred and seventy grids.

“On the page where the Saint Demon was located, we smashed time and space to pieces, and still didn't see Zuoqiu Wu's time body.” Dou Zhao said: “So there is still the possibility of other chapters existing.”

Zhong Xuan's page might have been folded, or it might have been torn off.

Now everyone was looking at this chess game. The chessboard grids were the prison of the black and white law realm. All prisoners were unable to have contact with the outside world without permission.

Ju Kui began the interrogation—

He held the white piece in his hand suspended over the chess game, using it as a bright mirror hanging high. It represented his “law eye,” gazing at this chess game. The power of the black and white law realm could truly manifest on this chessboard!

His hand was very steady. He took out another piece from the chess basket and pressed it into the chess game.

Thus everyone could see that chess grid clearly – the projection of the sea of intent ice coffin was inside it.

That is to say, Zuoqiu Wu's true body would be transferred to this chessboard through this projection and be tried within the black and white law realm. This was to ensure to the maximum extent that this public trial was not interfered with. It avoided anyone finding Zuoqiu Wu and taking him away before the public trial ended.

“I will not say any more redundant words. Taixu Pavilion only wants the truth today.” Ju Kui said simply and concisely, then asked his first question: “Dean Zuo, what is special about Cui One More? Why did you pass by in his chapter and frame his life?”

Zuoqiu Wu quietly looked at Jiang Wang. Listening to the voice of the heavens echoing in the grand sea of intent, his true body could no longer perceive everything outside, but he could guess how far things had progressed.

After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth: “Cui One More is the contemporary great disciple of Diligent Academy, and he is the anchor of the academy today. He is the ‘one heart’ who has practiced swords for three hundred and thirty years without giving up, has never given up on the academy, from beginning to end!”

“I knew he would never give up, so I let him guard there.”

“His persistence is the persistence of Diligent Academy, his tenacity is the tenacity of Diligent Academy, he makes this history book more complete, more vivid, and more real.”

The dean of the world's first academy sighed: “He is a good child. He is an excellent Confucian scholar.”

“That is to say... his suffering is because of his persistence. His endurance is because he can endure. Why does he suffer torment? Because he deeply loves this place.” Although Ju Kui's voice was without waves, his eyes were lifted: “Is this correct?”

Thank you, book friend “Rain in that touch of sorrow,” for becoming the alliance master of this book! This is the 861st alliance for Red Heart Patrol Heaven!