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Lin Feng came to Qingyang Mountain, at the foot of the mountain, Zhu Yi, Shi Tianqi and others have been waiting for him there.

I knew that I was going to sweep the grave to Zhu Yi’s dead mother. Don’t say that it’s a little bit of stone, it’s always the most noisy, and it’s quietly standing there.

Lin Feng saw Zhu Yi and nodded slightly: "The scores of your exams have been told by the teacher. Well done, your mother knows what to do, and I will feel gratified when I want to come."

Zhu Yi said: "The disciples originally thought about waiting for the autumn to try. After the title of the gold medal, they came to worship again, and they greeted the mother in the spirit of heaven. But they thought that they had not come to the grave for years, fearing that the grave of the mother was messy, so I couldn’t help but come today. once."

Lin Feng nodded. "This is just what it should be."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Yi said softly: "Master, the disciple wants to move the maiden's grave to the mountain gate, and hopes that Master will allow it."

"Yes." Lin Feng promised: "This matter is promised to the teacher. You just do it."

Zhu Yi smiled on his face: "The disciple thanked Master."

A group of people walked toward Qingyang Mountain and walked on the road. Zhuge wind chimes quietly fell behind them. They dragged and swallowed and asked: "Zhu... Zhu Dao's mother-in-law is really a sacred girl in the past. ?"

He swallowed a sneak peek at Zhu Yi and whispered: "It’s true, really can’t be true anymore.”

On the side of the Jun Zi Ning face, she was shocked: "Too virtual view of the saint, isn't that the door to walk in the world? I heard that I said, too virtual view is the world's first holy place, the road to the world is too virtual to enter the world Experience the leaders of the disciples."

"If Zhu Dao's mother-in-law is really too virgin, then it should be moved back to Taixu to be buried. How could it be buried in such a small place?"

I swallowed my mouth: "She made a sinister gauntlet and was expelled from the division."

The voice has not fallen. In front of Zhu Yi no expression turned his head and looked at her.

I am not afraid of the weather, even if my heart is really scared, but the dead duck's mouth is hard and swallowed, and Zhu Yi sees the creeps, and quickly coughs, and dare not continue.

However, she still quietly told the Zhuge wind chimes and Jun Zi Ning through the mana voice: "His mother-in-law is too imaginary to practice the high-altitude road 'too' 'virtual' in the two classics, forgetting the feelings first, then first love and then forget. The most taboo is the entanglement with people's feelings."

"The result is that Meng Bingyun not only has a relationship with Xuanji Hou Zhu Hongwu, but Zhu Hongwu has turned away from his own teacher. This is such a terrible situation."

Jun Zi wrinkled his eyebrows, and a small face and facial features wrinkled: "This Zhu Hongwu, really ruthless people."

Zhuge wind chimes are grinning, no words, she has seen more people and things. I don't think there is anything surprising.

"Well?" Lin Feng, who was at the forefront of the team, suddenly made a slight pause, and his eyes looked at the halfway up the mountain.

Zhu Yishun looked at Lin Feng's line of sight and couldn't help but feel tight: "Master, what happened? That is the location of my mother's grave."

Lin Feng shook his head: "There is nothing wrong with it, but there are already people there."

“Is there other people?” Zhu Yi, Shi Tianqi and others are surprised. Their sense of sensation is also keen, but they do not feel that others exist.

Even if Lin Feng had told them there, their gods swept the past and did not find it.

Lin Feng actually only vaguely felt that there were people there, who. What is the practice and what is being done. I can't see it clearly, as if it were covered with a thick thick fog.

"If the body is here, the gods are stronger, maybe you can see something clearly." Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders and looked at Zhu Yi, whose face was obviously not good. He said, "It’s not a tomb thief. You can rest assured."

Zhu Yi took a deep breath and nodded. He first stepped toward Meng Bingyun’s grave.

Far away, Meng Bingyun’s grave can already be seen, but Zhu Yi’s footsteps have stopped.

Because, as Lin Feng said, standing in front of his mother's grave, standing alone, the man stood there quietly, did not give off a little breath.

Standing there clearly, but giving people a feeling of nothing, as if the whole person has been integrated into the world, seamless, without leaving a trace.

But if the human eye sees him, all his attention will be immediately attracted to him. It seems that this person is the center of the entire universe.

This person's brocade suit, headband with purple gold crown, two white and white, two hands white as jade, spotless, giving people a sense of infinite power.

Zhu Yi breathed a little pause, and since the monasticism, he has seen the mind and the unmoving state of mind. At this moment, he gradually boils.

Because this person, it is his father, the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Taishi, Xuanji Hou Zhu Hongwu.

Zhu Hongwu slowly turned around and his eyes swept over Zhu Yi: "Zhu Yi, come to your mother to go to the grave."

His eyes swept across Zhu Yi, Shi Tianqi and others, and eventually fell on Lin Feng.

"The Lord of Xuanmen, Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng calmly looked at Zhu Hongwu, and Zhu Yi’s eyes next to him were also staring at the big Zhou Xuanji Houye. Lin Feng first turned his head slightly: “Xiao Yi?”

Zhu Yi’s gaze suddenly settled down and became deep and introverted. Looking at Zhu Hongwu, his eyes returned to calm.

Zhu Hongwu’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and Zhu Yi, who suddenly became calm, seemed to be surprised.

He looked at Zhu Yi and saw his eyes move again and fell back to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng said faintly: "Xuanji Hou, it is not the time for you to come today."

This is a tacit understanding, Lin Feng does not enter the capital of Beijing, Zhou Di Liang Pan and Zhu Hongwu are not embarrassed Zhu Yi.

At the same time, when the two sides did not really meet, the timing is wrong.

Zhu Hongwu said calmly: "I will obey the will of my Majesty. This is the duty of the courtier. I have no intention of being an enemy of you. I am here today to verify one thing, my personal affairs."

Lin Feng’s eyes flashed a little and said: “In this case, it’s better to choose the day than to hit the sun. Some things are clear today.”

Hearing that Lin Feng said, Zhu Yi took a step forward and calmly looked at Zhu Hongwu. He said: "Zhu Hongwu, I am only asking you a word today, my mother, how did it die?"

After this sentence is finished, Zhu Yi’s whole spirits are different.

It seems to be a kind of detachment, similar to Xiao Yu’s victory over Murong Yu on the peak of Yunyun, and finally broke the ease of the block.

In the past, in Houfu, he faced Zhu Hongwu, even if he was suspicious of his mother’s death, he did not dare to declare it.

Because there is no strength, the truth in the heart can not be extended. In the face of Zhu Hongwu’s strength and unreasonable, the violence of bullying can only be cherished.

The big land is big, the reason is the biggest, and the people with strength speak the truth, that is the right way.

At this moment, Zhu Yi, with a clear mind and a happy heart, feels that his spiritual will is more complete than ever, and he can almost go to the glory of the Yin Dynasty and promote Jindan later.

Zhu Hongwu heard Zhu Yi's question, but his eyebrows screamed: "What do you call me? You are also a scholar. Where did the books go? Didn't the rituals read? The three classes and five often don't understand? The ethics don't understand? Why are you calling my name?"

Zhu Yijing said: "The ethics of the syllabus is to talk to those who have feelings and righteousness. If you are such a ruthless person, what other ethics do I tell you?"

"How do you treat your mother, how to treat me, you and I both know clearly, you don't need one thing and one thing to go out?"

Zhu Hongwu stared at Zhu Yi with his eyes fixed. His eyes looked like two cold electricity. After a long while, he turned to look at Lin Feng. He said coldly: "Lin Feng, are you teaching disciples like this? The rude law is incomprehensible."

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said indifferently: "How does the seat teach disciples without others, even if it is you?"

"While you are a small **** pro, you have not fulfilled the responsibility of teaching one day. You will only restrain others' body and mind with courtesy and law, satisfy their own desires for control and lust, and become a father and a husband."

Lin Feng glanced over Meng Bingyun's grave and said calmly: "What kind of entanglement between you and Meng Xianzi, this seat is not very clear, but you continue this kind of entanglement to the next generation, you see Zhu Yiru grass, then Don't blame Zhu Yi as you are like a hatred."

"If there is a cause, then the cause and effect of your own will inevitably be tied to you. Heaven is so, no one can be an exception."

Zhu Hongwu’s gaze also fell on Meng Bingyun’s tombstone. The cold color suddenly disappeared. He said quietly: “Then you are mixed into the cause and effect of my father and son, I thought I could stay out of the way?”

Lin Feng said faintly: "How is this seat involved?"

The spring is cold and the cold wind is bursting. I don’t know how long it took. The voice of Zhu Hongwu came from the air: "If the sky is to perish, you must make it crazy first. Lin Feng, you are not far from extinction."

"Reverse, do you think that you can rely on the mysterious Tianzong, you can be lawless? Need to know, you, after all, is not your master!"

Zhu Yi said calmly: "You also need to know that many lines of injustice will be self-sufficient."

Zhu Hongwu suddenly unfolded a portrait. The portrait is a woman, and the style is perfect.

The brushwork of the painter is not smooth, but it seems to be somewhat chilly, but it reveals an unparalleled momentum, similar to Zhu Hongwu himself.

Zhu Yi saw the woman on the portrait, breathing a little, because he recognized that the person on the painting was his mother Meng Bingyun.

After Zhu Hongwu unfolded the portrait and quietly looked at it for a while, he said: "Too virtual view, I used to use the world as a chess player to complete their own layout, but I don't know, there is more than one person playing chess."

"But, Ice Cloud, I have to admit that you have taken a step beyond my expected good game, which may be the most pleasing move in your life."

He suddenly turned to look at Lin Feng: "I heard that you and Bingyun are old knowledge?"

Lin Feng does not change his color and does not jump: "Not bad."

Zhu Hongwu looked at the portrait and looked at the grave next to him. He took a long breath: "Good chess."

His mood quickly calmed down, and looking at Lin Feng's eyes was a bit strange: "You should know that the overall layout of the virtual view has changed?"