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Chapter 159 Goodbye Confucius

After the four people selected four fast horses in the market, they each picked up a fast horse. Long'er sat on Duan Fengyun's horse and whipped the horse to the imperial mausoleum.

When Jue Wushen invaded the Central Plains, after the four of them rescued the Supreme, the Supreme also chose to ignore Bu Jingyun's treasonous act of seizing the imperial mausoleum.

So now the imperial mausoleum no longer has the imperial guards that once guarded it so tightly.

Of course, the imperial tombs that have lost their care will naturally have no one to clean and tidy them up.

The imperial mausoleum is now in a mess, and there are many beggars settling here.

But fortunately, all this is just the external environment of the imperial mausoleum.

Because of the existence of the stone, the imperial tomb should be quiet and quiet.

Duan Fengyun took out a few coins and gestured to the beggars:

"This is for you, please take all your things away quickly.

Don't disturb the peace of the people inside here."

Duan Fengyun didn't want to use force for fear of disturbing Kong Ci's peace, so he spent money to persuade this bunch of beggars to leave.

The beggars first saw the snowflakes of silver in Duan Fengyun's hand, and then looked at the people in unusual clothes, and they knew at a glance that they were not short of money.

What they wanted in their minds was not to take the money and leave immediately, but to have evil intentions and want to take the money from Duan Fengyun and others.

But when they took a closer look at the weapons of Duan Fengyun and others, they gave up.

The weapons of the four Duan Fengyun looked more terrifying than the last, especially Qin Shuang's huge thunder ax, which directly dispelled the bad intentions of these beggars.

Accepting it as soon as it was good, the beggars smiled and stepped forward to take the silver from Duan Fengyun's hand.

"Thank you sir, we will leave now."

The beggars packed up their belongings and left in a hurry.

With Duan Fengyun and others' current experience in the world, how could they not see the bad intentions of these beggars just now?

"What a bunch of greedy guys. If they had made a move just now, I guarantee they wouldn't be able to see the sun go down."

Bu Jingyun looked at the group of beggars and said angrily.

"Junior Brother Yun, don't pay attention to them. They are also pitiful people. If they don't come to provoke us, just let them go.

Besides, it would be bad if you use your hands to disturb Kong Ci's peace."

Qin Shuang advised.

Several people came to the Stone of Separation. Looking at the Stone of Separation, Bu Jingyun suddenly felt extremely vicissitudes of life.

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Everything that I am now started from this stone. In order to open the stone, I took the best sword by force.

And after obtaining the peerless sword, he became involved in countless disputes in the world.

"Senior Brother Yun!"

"Junior Brother Yun!"

The shouts of Duan Fengyun and Qin Shuang brought Bu Jingyun back to his trance.

Bu Jingyun used his luck with both palms, and saw water mist gathering in his palms, and then with an overwhelming momentum, his cloud-dispelling palms landed on the stone.

"boom!"

The Stone of Separation began to fall apart. After so many battles and years of precipitation, Bu Jingyun finally opened the Stone of Separation.

After a slight exertion, the stone fell to the ground, and several people strode into the imperial mausoleum.

But as soon as a few people entered the imperial mausoleum, the separated stones that fell to the ground merged again, and then turned into a stone wall intact.

"Dad, Uncle Yun, Uncle Feng, Uncle Shuang, look, that stone blocked the door just now."

After Longer saw it, he pointed at the stone and shouted in panic.

After reacting, Duan Fengyun and others were only surprised, but they did not panic. Anyway, how could this world-separating stone stop them now.

"It's okay, Long'er. Since you can come in, you can definitely get out."

Duan Fengyun said disapprovingly.

What's more, he also knew that there was an expert hermit in this imperial mausoleum.

After entering the imperial mausoleum, Bu Jingyun walked in front of everyone. Although he had only been here once, he recalled this sacred way in his mind countless times.

Guided by the familiar Bu Jingyun, the group finally arrived at the center of the imperial mausoleum.

In the center of the imperial tomb is a vast secret chamber, which is the main burial chamber.

Because the imperial mausoleum was not completed at that time, it was taken away by Bu Jingyun.

Therefore, the things prepared for burial and decoration had not had time to be put into the main burial chamber, so the entire main burial chamber was empty.

There is only one solitary sarcophagus in the entire main burial chamber.

And what was placed in the sarcophagus was the beauty that everyone had been dreaming about for a long time.

Bu Jingyun slowly walked to the sarcophagus. After so many years, he thought his feelings for Kong Ci had been relieved.

But when he came to Kong Ci, he found that he was not relieved.

Yes, as his first

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The woman he fell in love with had already left an indelible trace in his heart, so how could he let go.

With wet eyes, he said with a smile:

"Kong Ci, we are here to see you.

Are you alone here?"

After saying that, Bu Jingyun slowly pushed open the sarcophagus, and the figure of Kong Ci inside appeared in front of everyone.

Bing Po is worthy of being regarded as a divine creature in the world. After all this time, Kong Ci's appearance is still exactly the same as in everyone's memory.

Duan Fengyun and others also hurriedly gathered around. Looking at Kong Ci lying peacefully in the sarcophagus, Duan Fengyun smiled and said:

"Kong Ci, long time no see.

We miss you so much, how are you doing here?"

Kong Ci is the eternal pain in Duan Fengyun's heart. Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't stop the drama of Kong Ci from happening. Duan Fengyun has never let go of this incident in his heart.

The four of them sat down in the four directions of the sarcophagus, talking to Kong Ci in the sarcophagus.

Just like in the Tianxia Meeting back then, there were no disputes in the world, no love or hatred, just the deep friendship of a few people depending on each other.

Long Er looked at the four people who were acting uncharacteristically and did not dare to disturb the four people. One man walked to the side and took out his bipolar sword and began to draw.

The four of them sat next to the sarcophagus and talked for an entire hour, telling Kong Ci their stories.

After finishing what they wanted to say, several people stood up and looked at Kong Ci's face again.

The lively Kong Ci of the past was still vivid in their minds.

Bu Jingyun stepped forward and touched Kong Ci's face and said:

"Kong Ci, we have to leave.

But don’t worry, we will visit you every year from now on and tell you our stories, and we won’t let you stay here alone.”

After Bu Jingyun kissed Kong Ci's forehead gently, he walked to the sarcophagus lid and slowly closed the sarcophagus again.

"Let's go, let Kong Ci lie here quietly, and don't let the world disturb her sleep."

Bu Jingyun said to several people.

"Long'er, stop practicing. Let's go. I'll see your Aunt Kong Ci next time."

Long Er, who was practicing martial arts on the side, was excited. After hearing this, he hurriedly put away his bipolar sword.

"Come as soon as you say, leave as soon as you say, what kind of place do you think this is."

There was a sound in several people's ears, and then several people fell down with a plop.

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