Thunder shook the sky.

This was something Huang Jinmo had never thought about beforehand.

Use the world to show your knowledge, and use the life of the great master of the Mohist family to repay the mistakes committed by the Mohist family!

At that time, nine phoenixes flew together, landed high in the sky above Jucheng, and circled around the Suijun Palace.

As Qian Jinhua said these words, with the sudden sound of gears, the roof of the entire sinister palace, which looked very luxurious on the outside, was lifted, the walls fell down, and all the furnishings in the palace were scattered and bloomed.

lotus.

In the center of the lotus are Huang Jinmo sitting on the throne, and Qian Jinhua who is independent in the palace.

Right in front of Qian Jinhua, the floor tiles clicked away, revealing a square pool underneath. What surged in the pool was not clear waves, but molten iron. The outermost layer was bright golden orange.

The core has a faint blood-like dark red color, as if there is a living thing swimming.

Qian Jinhua said loudly: "Don't come near! Qian Jinhua's death today was entirely of his own free will and was not blamed on anyone. All Mohist students must not bear grudges for me!"

He added: "After my death, Lu Maoguan will succeed me as the great son. The Mohist family has abundant wealth, which can support his lofty ideals."

Then with a slap on his forehead, the Taoist body disintegrated and fell directly into the iron pool.

The great man of the generation, the grandmaster of the Mohist family, the absolute strong man in the forest at the top of the mountain, only said these two paragraphs before he decided to die.

He died too easily and simply, making this scene very unreal.

The entire city was dead silent.

Those who hate him and those who love him are silent.

Huang Jin sat there silently, watching the ripples in the iron pool slowly dissipate, and Qian Jinhua's remaining body was completely swallowed up. There was no satisfaction in her heart that a great revenge had been avenged. On the contrary, her hatred was in her heart.

The humiliation became a knot.

She didn't know what to do.

She didn't know what else to do.

The great sons of the Mohist family are dead, and no matter how great the sin is, it has been paid for.

She looked up at the sky and saw the nine phoenixes in the sky, which made her feel unprecedented loss.

"Girl." Gao Qiong's beautiful blue phoenix, Kong Yuan, said: "Qian Jinhua knew that what he did was wrong, but he insisted on doing it anyway. Because he wanted to complete the 'Initiation' for the former great son Rao Xiansun.

God's Plan'."

The Mohist "Enlightenment Project" was started by Rao Xiansun himself in the third year of his discussion with Xu Yuan, that is, in the year 1995 of the Taoist calendar.

Its ultimate goal is to create true king-level puppets and mass-produce extremely powerful men!

But so far, only three real-life puppets have been successful in this plan. The investment was huge, but the harvest was very little, and it almost brought down the Mohist family.

Qian Jinhua's life was completely opposite to that of Rao Xiansun, but he took over the Qishen plan to bury Rao Xiansun's life honor, and he also filled his life for it!

If Qian Jinhua is a true Mohist, he is full of copper odor and knows his mistakes and makes mistakes.

If we want to say that Qian Jinhua is not a real Mohist, then "where the ideal lies, we should go forward and succeed one after another" is the spirit of Mohism.

As the leader of the Mohist family and the leader of contemporary academic circles, he has been scolded for so many years and pointed at the nose more than once, but he has never explained anything.

Even when he died in the end, he just took all the responsibilities and jumped into the iron pool. Not a word was said to defend himself.

Human beings have been famous throughout the ages, but he allowed himself to be praised and criticized.

He is really a difficult character to evaluate, and even evaluation is meaningless - because he really doesn't care.

Tianhuang Kongyuan continued: "Qian Jinhua wanted to find an eternal source of power in you to support the operation of the Yandao-level puppet. That's why he captured you back to Jucheng and studied you again and again. Now he jumped down

'Six Flames Tianchi' is said to be using his life to make amends, but it is also using himself to complete the last step of refining the Yan Dao puppet - he decided to use the ultimate peak to refine the ultimate peak, so that the future generations can achieve the goal of Yan Dao.

Improve on the basis of puppet. From zero to one is the most difficult road, and he is about to finish it."

"What did my father say?" Huang Jinmo asked.

Kong Yuan said: "Master Shanhai Dao said - Qishen Plan can be regarded as a great ideal, but you are not the price of greatness."

This extremely beautiful phoenix, with its sky-blue eyes, looked down at the entire city indifferently, and said in a dry voice: "If you want revenge... killing Qian Jinhua is not revenge, destroying his ideals is.

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"Is there another 'but'?" Huang Jin asked silently.

Kong Yuan said: "But he is already dead. He died completely. No revenge on him can make him feel pain. Ruining the Qishen Plan or destroying Jucheng will only destroy the efforts of several generations of the Mo family.

It means nothing to Qian Jinhua himself - girl, this is a rational analysis, you have emotional freedom. Shanhai Dao Master will support you unreservedly."

Huang Jinmo asked: "Where is my father now?"

Kong Yuan said: "He has more important things to do."

Huang Jinmo used to hate this sentence very much, when she was only a teenager. She didn't understand why her father always had very important things, always had "more important" things, and was always busy outside.

She wanted to see what was most important.

The price for getting the answer in the end was the death of his father. Who would have thought? The death of a generation of genius Huang Wei was just due to the ignorance of a bad boy.

It took Huang Weizhen a long time to come back, and Huang Jinmo also took a long time to grow up.

Today, more than nine hundred years later, I heard these words again.

She just said: "Okay. I understand."

Corpse Phoenix Jia Xuan said quietly: "That side of Jucheng..."

"I can never forgive the Mo family for what they did to me. I will always hate Qian Jinhua. But Qian Jinhua is dead. I think we both have more important things." Huang Jinmo finally stood up from the luxurious throne.

, stepped onto the sky-blue phoenix ridge.

The mandarin duck made a long cry and carried her away.
Chapter completed!