(Some book friends are asking when Feitu will be on the shelves, but this Feitu really doesn't know, because this is the first time Feitu wrote a book, 200,000 words before signing the contract, now although there are 350,000 words, but it may be on the shelves later, but it's good that everyone can read a little more for free, Feitu received a recommendation on October 12th, to be honest, this is still the first recommendation of Feitu and so on, a little bit of anticipation, although I also saw many people in the book review scolding Feitu for not writing well, did not write the style of Confucianism, But this is indeed the Confucian in Feitu's heart, as for the kind of benevolence and courtesy, Feitu is not unable to write, but does not want to write. Finally, I want to ask everyone to support a little more.,Where are the three recommendation votes empty every day.,Just vote for it.,Although the Feitu is now slow to update,But I really want your support)

"Teacher Zhang, how are you?" Zhao Li finally helped Zhang Xiufang and Han Ziwei back to the place where the school arranged.

Every time there is a reception banquet, these two people will be flooded and unable to walk. Fortunately, both of them drank well.

Zhao Li stopped drinking every time he drank a little, and no one blamed him.

Finally sent the two of them to bed separately, and Zhao Li returned to his room.

After thinking about it, Zhao Li still called the master and asked about the resentment in the capital, maybe the master knew

"Hey, master, I'm Ziming, I'll ask for something!"

"Ziming, you haven't slept so late, okay, you ask!" Kong Lao was old and went to bed early, which also woke up Zhao Li's phone.

"Master, I'm sorry, I encountered a strange thing in the capital, the whole capital is surrounded by a thick resentment, this is also too scary, I don't know master, do you know what's going on?"

The night was exceptionally quiet, and the conversation between Zhao Li and Kong Lao Er could be heard clearly.

"Is it resentful, is it still covering the whole city!" As soon as Kong Lao heard the news, he didn't sleep anymore. I sat up from the bed.

I casually put on two clothes and walked into the study.

"Hey, Ziming, are you still listening, you can tell me more about what you know." Kong Lao asked anxiously. It's really Zhao Li's news that is too surprising, and the resentment that envelops the entire capital is so scary.

"Listening, master, I came to the capital once a few years ago, when I had just broken through the Confucian scholars and had not yet cultivated Haoran righteousness, and I hadn't felt this resentment, but I didn't expect that as soon as I got off the plane today, I saw that the entire capital was shrouded in a thick layer of resentment."

Zhao Li told everything he saw along the way today, and he could feel that the master seemed to be a little anxious.

He also knew how many ancient books there were in the underground library of the master's house, and it would be better if the master knew the reason, so he didn't have to go to the library to check it slowly.

"It's over, it's over, if that's the case, it's really over!" Kong Lao muttered.

He had just listened to Zhao Li's words, and immediately thought of the records of some ancient books in the underground library. The books of Confucius have not been worn, and everything is well collected. Moreover, Confucianism, as a member of the cultivation world, has a very clear record of the major events in the cultivation world and the secular world.

"Master, what's wrong, what's going on?" Zhao Li asked curiously.

When Kong Lao heard the words from his disciple, he slowly calmed down his heart and said slowly: "Ziming, do you know why the capital has always been a forbidden place for people in the cultivation world, there are two reasons, one is that the capital is originally where the thoughts of hundreds of millions of people are, and the entire capital is surrounded by the thoughts of all people, and as soon as the cultivators enter the capital to cultivate, they will be suppressed very much.

The second is that the underground of that part of the capital suppressed a black dragon during the Great Song Dynasty, and at that time, the masters of the entire cultivation world gathered to injure and seal the black dragon, but the cultivation world also suffered heavy losses, and the old antiques that could have lived for hundreds of years were also seriously injured and had to sit down. During the Ming Dynasty, the seal may have loosened a little, and the Ming Dynasty had to move the capital and suppress it with the power of a country.

Now I heard you say that the entire capital is shrouded in resentment, and it may be that the seal has been loosened again. That black dragon has been suppressed for more than a thousand years, and it must be angry, and this is a big trouble. At present, the strength of the entire cultivation world has not yet reached one percent of that of the Great Song Dynasty. What can I do?

"What, a black dragon has been suppressed under the capital!" Zhao Li also shouted loudly.

Now Zhao Li finally understood what was going on in the capital, the black dragon had been suppressed for more than a thousand years, and he was not angry with the genius. He also thought of the dragon blood that he had with Monk Hongyi a few years ago, as if it was the blood taken by his elders to suppress a black dragon, could it be this.

"That! Master, is there a way to seal it again! Zhao Li asked.

"Alas, if the entire capital is shrouded in resentment as you said, there may be no way to seal it, the Ming Dynasty can be sealed because it was just found that the seal was a little loose, and then the Ming Dynasty immediately moved the capital to suppress it with the power of the whole country, and also laid down a formation in the entire capital, which was sealed, and now it looks like whether it is the formation of the Ming Dynasty or the formation of the Song Dynasty, it may have been destroyed by the current construction!"

Kong Lao could think of the reason after a little thought, if it wasn't for the destruction of the sealed Array Cloud Method, with the thoughts of the billions of people in Huaxia, how could there be resentment in the capital.

Kong Lao thought that the people of the Shi Bai family did not inform him of these circumstances, so he did not believe that the two families of Dao Buddha did not know.

Since Confucianism doesn't know it, you can forgive, after all, your own Confucianism is Zhao Li, and the others are ordinary people, even if you enter the capital, you can't feel this situation.

But thinking that his own Confucianism had only recently approached the cultivation world, and that he was immediately abandoned by the cultivation world, he could only sigh in the end.

"Alas, Zhao Li, after you finish your lecture, you should leave the capital immediately, modern technology is so developed, even if there are no cultivators to join, you are not afraid of that black dragon!"

"Okay, I got it!" Zhao Li hung up the phone.

After thinking about it for a while, people in ancient cultivation could suppress the black dragon, and in modern times, they might even be able to capture it alive and put it in a zoo or laboratory.

It's just that Zhao Li always feels uncomfortable sleeping in this environment. Finally, I took out a piece of writing in my bag, opened it and put it on the table, so I felt better.

I really don't know how the people of the capital live, wind and sand, resentment. Fortunately, this is the capital, and there are hundreds of millions of people's minds, otherwise I don't know if there will be people living here.

Zhao Li could think that under this kind of resentment, he might not know how many ghosts and ghosts he had lived. Although this is a forbidden place for the righteous path, it may be a treasure place for these ghosts and ghosts.

At dawn the next day, Zhao Li walked into the campus of Mizuki University with a bag and a book of poetry. Inside this bag are a few of his books, as well as a few paintings. It's all precious, if he doesn't dare to put it in the room casually, in case it is cleaned up by the waiter who comes in, the loss will be great.

Mizuki University has always been the place where all students yearn for it, and Zhao Li also has the urge to visit Mizuki.

In the early morning, Mizuki is shrouded in a thin mist, and everything is very clean and natural. From time to time, you can see century-old ancient trees on the road.

Along the way, some students can be seen exercising in the morning, and some students are reading in the morning. It is worthy of Mizuki, and the learning atmosphere is so long.

Zhao Li was also a little moved, and found a pavilion by the lotus pond and sat down.

The peach is dying, scorching its glory. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.

The peach is dying, and there is a fact. The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.

The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son of the son should return to his family......

The sound of reading was heard for the first time at Mizuki University.

The first people to hear were those who were reading in the morning and exercising in the morning, and after hearing the sound of reading, everyone stopped their movements. all sink into the world of the book.

Those who stood and those who sat did not move.

At first, Zhao Li could still control his voice, but the more he read, the more he clashed with the resentment in the sky. Let Zhao Li read a little depressed. couldn't help but get louder and louder, and the mental power was slowly put into it, and Haoran righteousness also came out.

The faint sound of reading suddenly spread to the entire campus, and the entire Mizuki students and teachers, whether they were sleeping or getting up, were all stunned after hearing the sound of reading.

Slowly, Zhao Li's reading voice became louder and louder under the blessing of his mental power and Haoran righteousness. The resentment that hung over the entire campus was also slowly melted by Zhao Li's heroic righteousness.

But there was so much resentment in the whole city, and although it melted this, it was immediately added to it.

Zhao Li's Haoran righteousness was also enraged, at first Haoran righteousness was just mixed with the sound of books, but now the divine wheel in his heart flew out at once, hanging on the back of Zhao Li's head, and slowly rose with the sound of Zhao Li's book.

"Shh," a battle broke out between Haoran's righteousness and resentment.

The Divine Wheel emitted a dazzling white light, rising higher and higher. The sound of Zhao Li's book also spread farther and farther.

One kilometer, two kilometers,...... Ten kilometers.

"Who's reading?"

"It's so good!"

"Is this a movie?"

In the distance, whether they heard the sound or saw that round of righteousness, they all exclaimed, Zhao Li's mental power might not be able to travel so far, and they could still stay awake.

But the ghosts and ghosts in the vicinity of Mizuki University, more than ten kilometers, are miserable. When the majestic righteousness in the sky shines through. They all screamed on the ground.

"Ah, Haoran righteousness,"

"Help!"

From time to time, people in all the dark places of the city vaporized directly, and some people rolled on the ground in smoke.

When some wealthy sons were sleeping with beautiful women in their arms, they suddenly found that their women were rolling on the ground screaming and bursting into flames, and they screamed in fright.

"Damn, how could Zhao Li of Confucianism come to the capital,"

"Quick, hold on, Confucian Zhao Li is still far from us, let's leave immediately."

This part of the capital is in chaos. Originally, there were few people in the capital, although there was a state suppression, these ghosts and ghosts pretended to be ordinary people and lived in the crowd, and no one thought that Zhao Li, the killing star, would suddenly come over.

This can only be blamed for their ignorance. Don't care about the business of academia. There should be such a catastrophe.