I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

After hearing what the son of Li Hong said, Lu Meng, Xiangguo of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, was slightly frowned:

“Remember, the old official, his name is Murongting?”

Li Hong nodded:” Lu Xiang might as well pay attention to this person.”

Lu Meng looked at Li Hong: “If this is the case, why don’t Your Highness talk to this person?”

The dark pavilion directly obeyed Tang Wang Li Xuanxin. , Lu Meng certainly did not suggest that the son Li Hong win over the true core figure of the dark pavilion.

But at least, relax the relationship with the other party and don’t keep fighting against Li Hong.

Although the opposition between the Dark Pavilion and the Shizi Mansion was created by the King of Tang to some extent, the proper grasp of it is still in the hands of the Dark Pavilion Lord.

Don’t ask the other party to show kindness, at least don’t dig secretly.

The dark pavilion had already broken Gu Hechuan, an expert of the seventh realm, but the result was kept secret, and it was not reported to the son Li Hong.

In turn, he even used Li Hongan’s eyeliner inserted in the dark pavilion to pass false news to Li Hong, saying that Changan had no expert and only relying on the poison mist to solve the Tang army’s siege.

Mr. Mingxi, Cheng Jingyuan and others were trapped in Chang’an. It was largely because of this problem that they underestimated the enemy. They thought that a few seventh-level cultivators could join hands to win Chang’an, but the whole army was wiped out. Never came back.

Although it has been proved afterwards, Changan’s strength is still stronger than expected.

However, it was true that the hidden pavilion dug a hole for Shizi here.

“Little touched, but didn’t dare to make a big move.”

Li Hongyan said: “After all, you have to worry about Royal Father’s ideas.”

Lu Meng gently nodded: “His Royal Highness is old and respectful. It’s not a bad idea. It’s just that the King Muping has become more and more overbearing recently, and he is getting closer and closer to the dark pavilion.”

Li Hong’s expression became more serious: “I understand.”

Li Yi, the king of Muping County, is the second son of Emperor Li Xuanxin of the Tang Dynasty. He is brave and brave and has always coveted Li Hong’s eldest son.

His breakthrough last year, reached the realm of Martial Dao eighth realm. He was level with Li Hong, and his attitude was more arrogant and despotic, and he often conflicted with Li Hong.

The Pavilion Lord Gao Yu has always been giving tit for tat with his son Li Hong. In recent years, he has become close to Li Yi, the king of Muping County, and became the son of Li Hong scourge.

The king of Tang tabooed the elder son to reconcile with the dark pavilion, but his actions toward Li Yi turned a blind eye, making the elder son Li Hong’s heart heavier.

In the previous attack on Chang’an, he compensated Li Dang, his fourth brother, who had always supported him.

“Lu Xiang, don’t worry, I will pay attention.”

Li Hongping said calmly: “The Royal Father has ordered, and began to cut off the Chang’an Wing Olympic aid, compared with Dragon Sect, Tingshan The academy is weaker, so let’s put it first.”

Lu Meng smiled slightly: “Tingshan has an antipathy and is not in harmony with the gentleman. It is only the king who is magnanimous and cherish the gentleness before leaving them. .

Now that they are unsatisfied, they are walking with Chang’an instead, and they are sweeping the floor. This is the way to destroy themselves.

Here, let the old minister.”

“Thank you, Lu Xiang personally, if you are there, it must be successful easily.” Li Hongyan said: “The soldiers and horses around, all at your disposal.”

“Thank You Your Highness.” Lu Meng gave After a salute, the arrangements were made and he left the royal capital Luyang that day.

As he left for Tingshan, under his gate Songjiang Academy, a Confucian cultivator also received a notice to set off.

The Tang army around Tingshan also began to mobilize.

Lu Meng arrived at the foot of Tingshan, looked at the peak in front of him, and smiled.

Tingshan Academy’s appointment as the dean was killed by Dongtang.

There was no cut weeds and eliminate the roots because Tang Wang Li Xuanxin wanted to surrender and divide this place for his own use.

However, in the past few years at Tingshan Academy, few students have entered the DPRK as officials, and most of them studied behind closed doors.

For Songyang Academy and Lu Meng, this is naturally the best.

It seems that Wang Wang finally lost his patience this time.

Lu Meng instructed the general Tang Jun next to him: “The king has orders. Tingshan Academy colluded with the Chang’an Rebellion Party to rebel. The law cannot be pardoned. It will be shut down immediately. Everyone in the academy will take it. Those who resist, Cut.”

“Follow the king’s order.” The general responded, then raised his arm and waved forward.

Everyone who surrounds the mountain, immediately began to attack.

Lu Meng and the Confucian cultivators at Songyang Academy around him all stared at the green hills in front of them.

If the cultivator of Tingshan Academy resists, they will personally take action to help the army suppress it.

At this moment on the mountain, in a quaint academy, the head of the academy, Li Zhibin, to all the students, slammed it to the end:

“This Li is for his own benefit, and it hurts the entire academy. It is ashamed to everyone, It’s hard to escape the blame.

Everyone is willing to join the Eastern Tang Dynasty, let’s go, because this Li lost his life.”

A group of students hurried forward and helped. From Li Zhibin: “Sir, don’t say this, my Scholar, who is mighty and can’t be surrendered. How can you bow to your knees just because of the swords and crossbows under the mountain?”

“Yes, sir, Brother Li is studying with us for ten For several years, it is your son and our classmate. We will only be happy if he can be saved.”

“Dongtang is tyrannical, how can you blame yourself, Mr.?”

A group of students everyone talking at once.

Li Jun was grateful and ashamed.

An Elderly next to him helped Li Zhibin’s father and son up: “You must succumb to Tang Jun’s swords and spears, just like Songyang Lumeng and others. We have all succumbed in the early years, so why bother Teacher In vain?”

Li Zhibin shook his head and sighed: “If it wasn’t for me and Jun’er, everyone could at least study in the mountains for a few years.”

Elderly is the current dean of Tingshan Academy Wanli.

He patted Li Zhibin’s shoulder: “Reading can be anywhere. I don’t want to sit here and wait for death.”

He turned his head and said to everyone: “Don’t be kind, we I had to leave Tingshan, break out and study elsewhere, what do you think?”

“Okay!” everyone shouted in unison.

Some people even shouted: “Mr. Li and Brother Li both said Chang’an is good, so we just go there.”

However, some people hesitate: “Dongtang gave us peace. The charge is for colluding with Chang’an, but we didn’t…”

“Dong Tang was tyrannical, so it was the opposite!” said a student next to him: “Now it seems that it is Chang’an who is most likely to succeed in anti-Tang. There is more emphasis on culture and education, far better than other places.”

The Dean Wan Li raised his hand to stop the discussion: “First break through the siege, let’s talk about it, let everyone start with speed, keep everything simple, and don’t waste time.”

He asked Li Zhibin and another seventh-level teacher to take people down the mountain first: “There are some things in the academy that are not easy to take away, but they can’t be left to Dongtang. The old man will deal with it.”

“I’ll go together.” Li Zhibin said: “It happens to be something about Chang’an. I didn’t talk about it before.”

Wan Li frowned, but did not object, and only urged the other students to leave. .

When the others were almost gone, Wan Li looked at Li Zhibin: “The old man is the dean of the academy.”

Li Zhibin calmly nodded: “So, it is your time to lead everyone to the new Heaven and Earth.”

The two tacitly agreed.

Outside there are talents and talents, at least eighth realm’s great scholars.

Mostly, Lu Meng, the dean of Songyang Academy, came in person.

If he is there, someone must break the queen, otherwise no one can leave.

I didn’t talk about it just now, I was just afraid of hurting other people’s morale.

“You have just reunited with your son, you should leave as soon as possible.”

The dean Wan Li smiled slightly: “The old man is alone, without children, and dying. There is not much time. At the beginning, I took over as the dean because I was good at playing with the mud and perfunctory the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

True knowledge, morality, and old man are not as good as you. You are magnificent and magnificent. The future, the state of ruling the country, is only a matter of time for you, and there is no hope for the world.”

“From the time I put the academy in danger for Jun’er, I have no virtue at all. “

Li Zhibin listened to the Tang Jun shouting and killing outside: “Even if I can break through, I don’t know how many students will suffer because of my father and son. How will I see them in the future? “

Wan Li is hearing this, and his expression is also slightly gloomy.

“When I go out, I am ashamed of the ancestors of the past, ashamed of the students who have died, and I can only hide my face and die. It’s better to be here to redeem some sin.”

Li Zhibin A jade pendant on the lower body and hand it to Wan Li: “Jade Pendant died early. I am leaving. Jun’er has no relatives. Please allow me to be selfish one more time. In the future, I hope you will take care of Jun’er again.”

After that, he bowed to Wan Li.

Wan Li wants to convince him again, Li Zhibin raised his head and said sternly: “If you don’t go, you can’t go!”

Dean Wan looks up to sky and heave a deep sigh, then After the jade pendant, moved towards Li Zhibin and bowed to the mountainside to chase other people.

Li Zhibin relieved, walked out of the gate of the academy, and looked at the army of the Eastern Tang Dynasty who was already in front of him, expressing a serene expression.

“Li Zhibin, the leader of Tingshan Mountain, co-existed and died with Tingshan today. Although Tingshan is destroyed, he should be buried as a jackal!”

His voice was peaceful and it came from a distance.

Strong literary talent, rising into the sky, in harmony with the natural Spiritual Qi of the Quartet.

The air suddenly becomes scorching hot, as if there is invisible force, constantly rubbing.

next moment, a big fire ignited in the mountains.

The fire quickly spread across the entire Pavilion and turned into a fire sea.

At the foot of the mountain, when everyone in Songyang Academy saw this, they all put up their pens and splashed ink, and wrote a poem about the rain, the river, or the sea.

So I saw a large number of rivers, lakes and seas transformed, and a large amount of flowing water poured on Tingshan.

But the Tingshan fire was not only unextinguished, it was even more prosperous, and rushed towards these Songyang Academy disciplines.

Songyang Dean Lu Meng waved his hand, and Wenhua’s talent flashed with brilliance and turned into a huge shining pen with a length of ten meters.

The pen is everywhere, Jiang Hai suddenly appeared, blocking the fire.

Lu Meng’s eyebrows slightly frowned: “Wanli and the others want to run?”

He was in mid-air, ignoring the Tingshan fire, and chasing him over the peak.

But at this moment, the fire on the mountain went further, and the flames soared into the sky and rolled towards Lu Meng.

Lu Meng controlled the volley giant pen to sweep down, and the flame suddenly couldn’t get close.

But the flames suddenly condensed and turned into a huge brush that was more than ten meters long.

Lu Meng was shocked when he saw this.

Divine Ability, such as the giant pen of fate, should be the eighth realm of Confucianism.

How can Li Zhibin in the seventh realm be successful?

Lu Meng took a closer look, but saw Li Zhibing vomiting blood, writing with a pen dipped in his blood.

One by one, blood-red words soared in the fire, and finally condensed into a giant brush like a fate, sweeping everyone in Songyang.

Lu Meng himself was stopped by him, and the other students of Songyang Academy were even more crushed.

Li Zhibin published a desperate poem, killing himself, and also killing many Tang Jun and Songyang students.

Lu Meng was furious, as if the giant brush of fate fell, he blended into the classic theory of Songyang Academy of “breaking the cliff and the corner”, and shaved the giant brush of Li Zhibin’s condensed talent almost bald.

Li Zhibin loudly shouted, and he was also a fire.

His giant pen like fate is also integrated into the classic theory of Tingshan Academy, “Bold and straight book”.

The almost bare pen barrel rushed to the sky, bounced off Lu Meng’s giant pen, and hit his chest!

Lu Meng’s tongue burst into spring thunder, shocking loudly, shaking the penholder like a giant tree in front of him, but he was still hit in the chest.

He spit out blood and was directly beaten to the ground.

The individual Songyang students who survived struggling forward to catch Lu Meng.

Everyone was in shock and looked back to the mountain.

Tingshan has been burned bald, and the fire is gradually extinguished.

The mountain academy disappeared into nothing, with only a charred silhouette, still standing, like a part of the pavilion.