In the darkness of the night.

In the valley of the Jiazi Courtyard, Feng Qingyan was paralyzed in the grass, his face pale.

He didn't expect that it would be so difficult to integrate "Yi Shui Song" into the first chapter of "Sit and Talk", and it seemed that all his strength was drained at once.

He was now lethargic and sluggish, and it was hard to even move.

"I wonder how powerful the Ink Shadow Assassin is?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan became a little curious, and it was not easy to compare for a while, and he said to himself: "Can you assassinate the scribe realm by surprise?"

After more than half an hour, I finally recovered somewhat.

He struggled to his feet, trying to try the power of the Ink Shadow Assassin again, only to find that he couldn't.

Excessive mental exhaustion made it difficult for him to mobilize his temperament.

Although I don't know much about the power of the Ink Shadow Assassin, for the first-class Wentong Wensheng, he finally has the ability to protect himself, at least when he encounters danger, he will not stare dryly and be at a loss.

He stood up and exhaled, still feeling tired and unable to lift his spirits.

"Nine songs?"

When he was about to return to the Jiazi Courtyard, he saw Jiu Ge running towards him in a panic and said, "What's the matter with the panic?"

"Sir, he—they're here again. ”

Jiu Ge's face turned pale, his body trembled, and he looked terrified.

"The ghost of the hidden capital?"

Feng Qingyan frowned when he heard this, he didn't expect that the ghost of Youdu was really here, it seems that he has to find a teacher to come forward, otherwise Youdu will always be troublesome with Jiuge.

He thought about it for a while, and then said, "Don't worry, this is a academy, and they don't dare to break in rashly." ”

Jiu Ge nodded, but was still apprehensive.

"Where is the god of the burial mountain?"

A voice with majesty in the gloom sounded, and fell on Jiu Ge's ears again, "I am the envoy of the hidden capital, come and kneel quickly!"

"Sir, the envoy of the secluded capital seems to be outside the gate of the academy. ”

Jiu Ge said nervously and uneasily.

"Northwest Gate?"

Feng Qingyan frowned and said.

"Yes. ”

Jiu Ge nodded, then his face changed greatly, and he said in panic: "He, they are here." ”

"Coming?"

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the ghosts of Youdu would dare to break into the academy, and sure enough, they were becoming more and more arrogant and unscrupulous to meddle in the affairs of the world, and his face sank and said, "They broke in?"

"Yes Yes ......"

The soul of the Nine Songs does not keep the way.

Suddenly, he suddenly hid behind Feng Qingyan, and his body trembled constantly.

"The secluded capital is erranded, and the living retreat, there must be no mistakes!"

At this time, a cold voice sounded in Feng Qingyan's ears, exuding an aura that made his soul tremble, like a talisman that made fear uneasy.

"This is the Burial Mountain Academy. ”

Feng Qingyan snorted coldly, and didn't see the shadow of Youdu appear, and shouted, "Who asked you to come in?"

The cold voice fell silent.

But at this moment, there were two strange shadows that suddenly rushed towards Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan saw that his face changed, and he couldn't imagine that the ghost in the hidden capital would shoot directly, and dare to kill people in the academy, it was really bold!

When he was about to call the teacher, after all, it was better for the teacher to come forward in this matter, otherwise Youdu would keep looking for trouble with Jiuge, and it would be endless.

Jiuge is still temporarily attached to the big tree of Confucianism.

But at this moment, the ghost gate behind him suddenly appeared, bursting out with terrifying and mysterious power, and before he could react, he once again extinguished the shadow of the hidden capital.

Wiped out, not a single one left.

I'm not going to kill the ghosts......

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but be stunned, covering his face with both hands, with a helpless expression.

If you enter the legendary hidden capital, will the ghost gate behind you emerge and destroy the hidden capital directly?

He didn't dare to think about it.

I'm afraid that either he destroyed the dark capital, or the dark capital destroyed him.

Can you still go to this secluded capital?

Feng Qingyan looked up at the night sky helplessly, the original plan was to let the teacher come forward and hang Jiu Ge under the big tree of Confucianism, so that Youdu would not come to trouble Jiu Ge again.

Who knew that by accident, the ghost of the hidden capital was destroyed again.

"Teacher?"

Feng Qingyan sighed, found a figure standing beside him, couldn't help but be startled, and blurted out, "When did you come?"

"Just now. ”

An Xiu took a look at Feng Qingyan, then squinted his eyes and stared at the place where the ghost of the hidden capital was, and after a while, he took out a scroll and said to Jiu Ge: "This is the edict of my Confucian sect to seal the mountain god, and you will not come to find trouble in the future, so take it away." ”

Jiu Ge stuck out his head from behind Feng Qingyan, as if he couldn't believe it.

Feng Qingyan was also a little surprised, patted Jiu Ge's head, and said, "Don't you thank Teacher Xie yet?"

"Nine songs worship the master of Xie An. ”

Jiu Ge respectfully took the edict and clenched it tightly.

An Xiu smiled and nodded, and after a deep groan, he said to Feng Qingyan: "If you don't go to Youdu, you have to be more careful." ”

"The disciple knows. ”

Feng Qingyan nodded.

An Xiu looked up at the night sky in the southwest and was silent for a while, then took out a small seal and said, "If you are in danger, you can throw the seal after entering the text, maybe it can help you." ”

"Thank you, teacher. ”

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, took it and thanked him, hesitated for a moment and said, "Teacher, can you take care of Jiu Ge when the disciple goes to Youdu?"

An Xiu nodded and left.

"Iron Walls?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan looked at the seal curiously, stone, square, more than an inch high, a small one. The seal is engraved with four quaint seal characters, which are very ordinary and have nothing special.

However, since the teacher said so, after entering the tone, it will definitely become different.

Did the teacher see it?

When Feng Qingyan put away the seal, he frowned tightly and thought, and said after a while: "Jiuge, show me the edict." ”

When Jiu Ge heard this, he handed it over.

Feng Qingyan took it and opened it, looked at it and handed it back, saying, "So you can rest assured?"

"Mr. Jiuge Thanks, if it weren't for Mr., the Master of the Courtyard would not ......"

Nine songs saluted.

Feng Qingyan waved his hand and said, "I'll go back and rest first." ”

The next day, when I came to the lecture hall, I found that many students were excitedly discussing, what "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone", what is the ink shadow assassin......

"Sir, when we hear that the first form of the holy art has come out, it seems to be called the Ink Shadow Assassin, and when we chant 'The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return', a mysterious Ink Shadow Assassin will emerge and deliver a terrifying blow. ”

When the old priest walked in, some students couldn't help but stand up and ask, "I don't know, how powerful is the Ink Shadow Assassin?"

The world is always paying attention to the holy arts.

Whenever there is a change in the sacred arts, it will spread all over the world in a short period of time.

"If you are taken by surprise, you can kill the scribe realm. ”

The old priest groaned.

The students were shocked when they heard this, and some of them said, "Doesn't this mean that a ninety-eight-grade scholar can reach the realm of a scribe with the help of the Ink Shadow Assassin?"

"How could it be?"

The old priest shook his head and said, "Scribes are six grades, and it is not one or two spells that can fill the gap. Besides, the emergence of the Divine Art Sitting on the Tao changes the whole, not the individual ......"

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