The Sacred Pen (Complete Works) Chapter 3 Whose Conspiracy Returns to the Academy

Disclaimer: The original novel, the fictional world, if there is any similarity, is purely coincidental.

Because of the dean's action, the casualties of these murderous and skinned people climbed to a terrifying level, and the old woman rushed down with the last dozen people.

"Protector, have you protected it?" the dean smiled and shook his backhand, the heavens and the earth instantly changed color, and the old woman and more than a dozen other cultivators were frozen in mid-air.

"Are you a cultivator of the Nine Realms? This is impossible! impossible!" As soon as the old woman finished speaking, she returned to dust and earth with more than ten cultivators with unwillingness and disbelief.

"I'm just on the edge of the peak of the Eight Realms!" said the dean to the place where the old woman had disappeared.

"Master, aren't you chasing?" asked Wang Yao.

"No, Merlot's men have already come to the border, and they have already met them, leave it to them! Let's go!" After the dean finished speaking, he directly collected a large amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and sat back in the carriage.

"Oh!" Wang Yao looked into the distance and turned back to the carriage.

At this time, at the border of Merlot Women's Country, a group of female soldiers were in a hurry to find something......

"Look, there's the eldest princess and her maid in front!"

"Quick, protect the princess!"

The villain, who had been spared by the dean, was soon wiped out by Merlot's army, and the eldest princess and her maid fainted when they looked back at the dead villain.

"Quick, take the princess back home!"

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On the other side, after about a month of wandering, Wang Yao and their team stopped at the gate of a large city, and at this time, the full moon hung in the air, and the silver glow fell thousands of miles.

Wang Yao looked at a magnificent city, and suddenly his heart was extremely shocked, although it was night, but the prosperity here was drunk tonight, the exquisite and solemn buildings were unique, the green tiles, white walls, and cornices carried mottled traces of history, time will pass with the water of Jianghuai, but the traces of history will never disappear.

Wang Yao found that every room here was full of Tang style houses, which made Wang Yao feel a little bit of home, and the only thing that surprised Wang Yao more than Tang style houses was that these doors and windows were not made of materials that should be owned in this era, but other materials, because the doors and windows of the Tang Dynasty were used for light and shelter from the wind was Xuanguang oil paper, which was definitely not a product of science.

Since I was a child, I have been living in Shuangyu City, an ancient desert city with no people, and I haven't seen these familiar things for a few years.

This is called the Glory Heavenly City, it is said that decades ago, Li Xiaoyao raised troops here, completed the great deeds of the unification of the human race, and later became the residence of the late Tianzun Wang Weijun, and it is also the first college in the world, the location of the pilgrimage college, Wang Yao through the window of the carriage, looking at the bustling night market of the Glory Heavenly City, singing and dancing, the civilian officials all go out for night tours, or gather relatives and friends, or watch the market plays, or do other customs.

Everywhere is brightly lit, as bright as day, fireworks are blooming, fire trees and silver flowers.

The prosperity of the scene, the prosperity of the momentum, should be the same!

However, who would have thought that in addition to the glory of the Heavenly City, there is basically no night market in the whole world, although the world is divided into countries, but at the same time forced to the political power of the Tiangong Empire in a small land, if the country with the most cultivators is now, it must be the Tiangong Empire, after Hua Ye's death, his son Hua Ma ascended the throne, and the tyranny of the Tiangong Empire is even more rampant, and the countries are superficially subservient, but they basically have anti-intentions.

Pilgrimage College, founded in the first ten years of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, advocates teaching students according to their aptitude: reading, lecturing, practice, medicine, patriotism, serving the people and other spirits, there are Shimu, Yimen, Xuetang, Wuting, Taoist Temple, Medical Hall and other buildings, there is a huge monument at the gate of the college, which reads the original intention of Tianzun to establish the college.

In the spring, the rain is a little unpredictable, just now it was still full of stars, and now there is a continuous rain, people on the street began to take shelter from the rain, and Wang Yao also followed his master into this magnificent pilgrimage academy.

"I've seen the dean!"

"I've seen the dean!"

"I've seen the dean!"

Wang Yao found all the way down, or reading, or comparing poems, or studying medicine with each other, so that Wang Yao couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound of reading, family affairs, national affairs, and everything in the world cares about everything." ”

However, along the way, when everyone saw the dean or did not find the dean, under the reminder of others, they all stopped their hands and respectfully bowed, and the dean also replied to them with a bow, and then took Wang Yao to the academy, and Wang Yao also bowed to the others one by one.

When everyone thought it was strange, they found that Wang Yao, who was still a child, followed the dean to the backyard, and immediately exploded, but Wang Yao didn't know that he was now hurriedly following the dean into the backyard (inner courtyard).

"Master, you can lend me some money!" Wang Yao said.

"What do you want money for?" the dean asked as he looked at Wang Yao in surprise.

"I want business!" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"What do you do as a child?" the dean asked with Wang Yao looking at him in even more surprise.

"I have a method to fuse fruit and wine, which has the aroma of wine and the fruity taste of the pulp" Wang Yao looked stunned.

"Oh, you go and open the cabinet in the left corner of the door and take a look!" the dean looked at Wang Yaodao with a smirk.

"???" Wang Yao walked over with a seductive face, as soon as he opened the cabinet, he was immediately not calm, there were liquids of various colors in glass bottles, Wang Yao took a bottle of yellow liquid, opened it and smelled it, pineapple?

I can't believe that I can take a sip, it's really fruit wine.

"Rebel, close it for me, give you a gluttony, do you smell the wine and want to drink, you can find a better excuse......"

"Master, I really don't have it, I really don't know you have wine, but I still have a method, I can make a thing called soap, he has ......"

"Behind you, left, third row!"

"I'll ...... I also want a way to increase the strength of the city wall......"

"Behind you, right, in the first row! There's a book, and you're talking about cement!"

"I ...... I still have a ......."

"...... Behind You"

"I ...... I still have a ......."

"...... Behind You"

"I ...... I still have a ......."

"...... Behind You"

"I ............" Wang Yao was completely speechless.

"What else do you have?" asked the dean lightly.

"I ...... I...... How...... This dizziness ......" Wang Yao was drunk at this time, and fell asleep directly.

"This stinky boy is a bit like me when I was a kid, but how does he know these methods?" the dean looked at it, and Wang Yao on the ground muttered to himself.

"I want this day...... I can't cover it anymore...... My eyes ...... I want this...... The ground is no longer buried...... My heart...... I want all beings to ...... Understand me...... ...... I'm going to...... The heavens...... God...... Buddha...... All smoke ...... Dissipation...... Well...... Wine...... I...... I'm going to ...... Hehe...... Master ......"

"Stinky boy, see how I clean you up tomorrow!" The dean smiled slightly, waved his big hand, and Wang Yao appeared directly on the bed and fell asleep.

——To be continued——