Chapter 607: Breaking the Tower with One Sword. The Sui Dynasty was very big. The rivers and lakes were even bigger. There was an old lady from the Jin family who lived for ninety-nine years in Daxing City. When she pointed at the river outside Tonggu Academy and stopped the flow, the academy was shocked. Those guys who think highly of themselves, the Jin family's status in Tonggu Academy has been getting higher and higher since then. It's a pity that she didn't even have time to take action in the end, so she was cut into two pieces along with the three floors. There was an old man from the Chen family who hid himself in Liuzhou City and practiced Cicada Kung Fu. He used his shabby house as a cave to hibernate for thirty-six years. In order to deal with the person he feared the most, he developed a pair of cicada wings that could fly to the sky. It's a pity that he still couldn't escape that sword, and ended up like a cave dweller in the end. Old dean Wan Xingchen seems to be carrying the ancient sword aimlessly, but in fact he has a clear goal. Xianluocheng Tonggu Academy Dong Qingfu sat blankly in front of the bed in the study room and looked outside. There were several secret letters on the table, all of which were not good news. The old pervert who had frightened him all his life finally walked out of Chang'an City, treating the rules he had set as farts. But if he could do it, others couldn't, and his farts could shake the world. Because he is Wan Xingchen. In fact, Dong Qingfu didn¡¯t know why his ancestors reached an agreement with Wan Xingchen. Although he was old enough, compared to Wan Xingchen, he was really just a child. When he took over Tonggu Academy from his father, he once asked what Wan Xingchen had done in this academy to make all the heads of the great families in the Central Plains remain silent, and finally agreed to Wan Xingchen's request. It's an unreasonable request to look good. But his father refused to say anything. Dong Qingfu could only see the hatred in his father's eyes that was so strong that he couldn't get rid of it. He doesn¡¯t know what happened to his father¡¯s generation, but he can¡¯t forget the humiliation he encountered more than thirty years ago. From that day on, he understood why the hatred in his father's eyes was so strong when he was dying. More than thirty years ago, Wan Xingchen wrote a letter to everyone who had a seat in Tonggu Academy. The letter was very short, only seven words. Come to Chang'an, or I will go. But with these seven words, everyone in Tonggu Academy had to travel. The reason why a real aristocratic family can stand for hundreds or even thousands of years is not just the accumulation on the secular level. Without the support of an absolute big shot, no matter how much wealth or high status it is, it may eventually be destroyed. But since the emergence of Ten Thousand Stars in the Central Plains, their dignity has become somewhat worthless. More than thirty years ago, because of a letter from Wan Xingchen, people with seats in Tonggu Academy entered Chang'an City one after another. At the back of the Yanwu Academy, Wan Xingchen smiled and said to them that the reason why I invited you here is to tell you something. He paused and said, your fathers can't defeat me, so we are in peace. Because although I am strong, I have no intention of killing people casually. Although your parents have the desire to kill me, they cannot kill me. "It's good to live in peace like this. I brought you here because your fathers are dead. I know that the people who follow the rules are no longer here, so I have to tell you the rules again." Someone asked at the time, are the rules you mentioned just rules? Then Wan Xingchen cut off a button on everyone's clothes with a sword, and said with a smile: "Your father asked me the same question at the beginning, and I knocked out seven of his teeth. I am in a good mood today, so I only cut off each of you." A button on a person. I just want you to remember that I am not talking about the rules. When you can kill me easily, you are also talking about the rules. This is the purpose of me coming to you, to tell you to be obedient. "The rule is that no matter what happens, great practitioners above the realm of transparency are not allowed to participate in court disputes. Wan Xingchen knew that the family had a lot of background, but he was not afraid. Instead of trying to subdue them one by one, he called everyone together to explain his reasons. ¡°I have to say that the Yang family has found a good backer. Although Wan Xingchen only cut off one button on Dong Qingfu's body, it was no different from knocking out seven teeth or slapping seven people in the face. What is humiliated is their self-esteem, which is very strong. "Mr. Dong" A man who looked like a manager asked cautiously: "What should I do?" "What should I do?" Dong Qing retracted his gaze from the window and smiled self-deprecatingly: "What else can I do besides waiting for him to come? He He is very old and is about to die, so he plans to take all of us away together before he dies. He broke the rules he set, but we have no way to punish him, because those are the rules he set. Can we just wait?" the steward asked. "You all go back and tell your master." Dong Qing returned to his knees.After a while, he said: "Wan Xingchen's departure from Chang'an is a bad thing, because many people will die, and they are very important people. But thinking about it from another aspect, it may not be a good thing, because he is about to die Although I may He will die, and other old guys may die too, but after we die, no one from each family will be threatened by Wan Xingchen anymore, because the successor Wan Xingchen is looking for is also dead. " "You. You're right, at least your sons and grandsons don't have to worry about me anymore." The voice floated in from the window, very soft and clear. Dong Qingfu's expression changed, and after being silent for a while, he waved his hand: "Let's all go, he won't kill you." "Why?" The steward said fearfully: "He has already killed several people." Dong Qingfu snorted coldly. He said: "Because you are not qualified." The stewards looked at each other, and finally had to get up, and then got together and left the room. In the yard, under an old pine tree, the old man with a hunchback sat on a stone bench. Looking at the stone table, he didn't know who had left the mess that had not been cleaned up. He picked up a sunspot and pondered for a while, and then fall. The situation suddenly came alive. The stewards were a little surprised. They thought that Wan Xingchen, the world-famous leader in the world of Sui Dynasty, actually looked like this. He looked no different from the villagers who shamelessly drank on credit in the tavern. He had no talent at all. The majestic aura, not to mention the arrogant and domineering kind. It was far from the legendary image, so they couldn't help but feel a little dazed. "The boy named Dong just said something that made sense." The old dean looked at the chess game that had come to life, shook his head, picked up the chess pieces that he had just dropped, and put them back into the chess box. The situation immediately became stagnant again. A pool. "After I die, many people will feel relieved." The old dean glanced at those people: "But before I die, no one can feel relieved." Dong Qingfu came out of the room and looked at the stupid stewards After scolding him, those people realized and ran out immediately. "How many do you plan to kill?" Dong Qingfu asked seriously. "Although I am old, my memory is still good." The old dean smiled: "I remember that there were a total of twelve people in Tonggu Academy who could sit down and talk. Two of them really saw through the world. It's worse than I thought. I left my whole family behind and wandered around the East China Sea for more than ten years. There was a little girl in the Jin family who was so afraid of death that she wanted to practice the one-finger-breaking technique. There is a little guy at home who is also very afraid of death. He wants to practice some cicada skills to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. The one from the An family, the one from the Song family, and the one from the Liu family But I can't walk anymore. After you, I will. I have to go back to Jiangbei and save some energy for one last thing.¡± ¡°In total, it¡¯s half over, but it¡¯s still a worthwhile trip.¡± Can I ask you a question before?" Dong Qingfu straightened his clothes, sat down on the stone bench opposite the old dean, glanced at the mess on the stone table, picked up a sunspot and placed it on the old dean. The dean settled down, then frowned. It seemed that as soon as the stone fell, Black Flag's situation immediately changed, but looking back, it was just a lose-lose situation. He suddenly realized that the hunchbacked old man in front of him was the sunspot. "Ask me." The old dean said: "You are the most promising one among the twelve people. When I cut off a button from each of you in Chang'an City, everyone pretended as if nothing had happened. Only you found it in your luggage. I took out the needle and thread and sewed it on again. I was also curious about what kind of temperament it would take for a person of your background to carry such things as needle and thread. What else would you not prepare? " Dong Qing. Fu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I thought I could prepare everything, but I found that I only brought a spare button." This was very helpless. "Old Dean, why did you agree to the request of Emperor Taizu of the Sui Dynasty in the first place?" He asked seriously. The old dean frowned and pondered for a long time, and then replied seriously: "Forgot." "Forgot?" Dong Qingfu was stunned. He really didn't expect to get such an answer: "You have forgotten why you agreed to Mrs. Emperor Zu¡¯s request has been withheld for more than a hundred years!¡± ¡°I forgot why, but I remember what I agreed to.¡± The old dean said: ¡°Isn¡¯t this enough?¡±p; Dong Qing thought for a long time, then stood up and walked away: "I don't understand, but I think it's enough. You also said just now that I am a person who can even prepare buttons and needlework when traveling, so for today I also After preparing some things, people have to fight for their lives, even if they know it is impossible." The old dean nodded: "This is why your Dong family is still at the top of the academy even though it has declined." "At the beginning. Our Dong family lost the Central Plains, and the world of Da Zhou was taken away by Da Zheng, but fortunately, we, the Dong family, grabbed this academy. Although we paid more, the gains were not small at the beginning. Those people regarded Da Zhou as a plaything. Later, our Dong family also became one of the people who played tricks on Da Zheng. It felt better than being an emperor." Dong Qingfu took a deep breath and made a gesture of invitation: "Please take action, old dean." ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ When the people of Xianluo City heard a loud noise, they all raised their heads to look at the academy halfway up the mountain. They were surprised to find that the academy that had been standing for hundreds of years had fallen. The building that symbolized the identity of the academy had collapsed. The iconic stone tower collapsed suddenly. The strange thing is that the stone tower did not fall down as a whole, but was broken in the middle. The cut is very strange and very neat. It seemed like it was cut off by a huge sharp weapon, but how could there be such a sharp weapon in the world? Outside Xianluo City, a hunched old man walked slowly north along the official road and looked back at the diagonally broken stone tower. "Ahem" He coughed a few times, took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth. A plum blossom was dyed on the handkerchief. "It's not easy to leverage the momentum accumulated by the academy over hundreds of years." He shook his head, with some worry in his eyes. The ancient sword in his hand made a clanking sound, as if it was about to fly out of its scabbard. In the academy, Dong Qingfu didn¡¯t expect that he was still alive, but he found that being alive was more uncomfortable than being dead. The old dean drew his sword and cut off his cultivation, cut off the stone tower, and cut off the power that generations of people in the academy had managed to cultivate for hundreds of years, but did not kill him. He thought he could have a good fight with Wan Xingchen with these, but he didn't expect that Wan Xingchen only used one sword. "Not flying he is also a god." He murmured, and then jumped into the well in the yard: "You pity me as a poor person, but how can I pity myself? If the Dong family dies on its own, there will be no more in the world. "The Royal Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty." PS: I thought that the ending chapter of the old dean was enough, but I felt a little reluctant to leave it. Let's finish this volume tomorrow.