In the Department of Learning and Teaching, Cheng Yue looked at the teachers of the Teaching Department after reading the table sent to him about the troubles of the Hun Students, and there was a faint anger in his voice, "Well, it's very good, the teachers and students are single-minded, what are you hiding for them?" After beating those Huns, they beat them, and they found such a reason to prevaricate the old man. ”

Looking at the patriarch who was not angry and arrogant, all the masters were silent one by one, and no one dared to open their mouths to refute. Looking at the group of masters with their heads drooping, Cheng Yue walked to the bookcase, threw the reports into the incense burner, and said to them, "Is it glorious to have more people and fight fewer people?" Tell them that I don't care about fighting the Huns, but I can't insult the prestige of my Han family. ”

Hearing the words of the patriarch, the group of masters who were standing finally breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, but before they could say thank them, the majestic voice of the patriarch sounded again, "Punish you for half of your monthly salary this month, and each of the students who were beaten by the group copied the school rules ten times." ”

"Yes, Elder Teacher." Hearing that half of the punishment was half, the faces of the group of masters were pulled up, and they hung their heads and retreated.

After everyone retreated, Cheng Yue glanced at the screen behind him, and said with a stiff face, "Go and find Li Liuru for me." ”

In the Mo family's institutional education institute, Li Angzheng was discussing the construction of firearms with several students from a family of craftsmen. "Brother Liuru, we have made these parts you draw, but this rifling is not very easy to do!" Looking at the analysis and composition of the parts painted by Li Ang, Xie Xun patted his chest and said, and several classmates next to him also nodded.

"Then it's troublesome Brother Xie." Li Ang looked at Xie Xun and thanked them. During this time, he soaked in the Mo family school to see if he could make a Mauser rifle.

"Brother Liuru. I've seen this picture of a firearm from my dad, but it's not as fine as yours, so I don't know if I can take it back to my dad to see it. Director Wang beside Xie Xun looked at the part diagram and suddenly said to Li Ang.

"Brother Wang, you said that your father also has such a picture there?" Listening to Wang Daodi's words, Li Ang looked at him. There was something incredible in his eyes.

"Yes, my father is in the Taiyan Academy, I have seen such pictures a few times, my father is very concerned about those pictures, I still remember he said, these pictures have been there for a long time, it is said that the original Emperor Taizu once hand-painted cursive, but there is only one appearance, about five years ago, several Greek craftsmen of the Taiyan Academy made a kind of fire-breathing 'gun' according to that. Later, the dean of the Taiyan Academy was very interested in this, and began to study this thing with all his might. But I heard from my dad that they didn't make it to this point. Director Wang replied, and his words made Li Ang very interested, especially the Taiyan Academy in his mouth.

"What kind of place is this Taiyan Academy, why haven't I heard of it before?" Li Ang looked at Xie Xun and asked.

"Brother Liuru. This Taiyan Institute is in a quiet valley in the northwest of Taixue, our Mo family, Taoism every year many highly learned classmates are recommended by the teacher to go to the Taiyan Institute, I heard that the people who go in are extremely high, directly under the jurisdiction of the royal family. "Director Wang's father is in the Taiyan Academy, and he knows more.

Just as Leon was about to ask something, a tall man walked in, his face was thin and intimidating. "The Imam wants to see you. Come with me. He walked up to Leon and said in a cold voice.

Leon stood up. Zhao Xie Xun and Wang Dao bowed their hands and said, "Everyone, the patriarch summons, I'll go first." ”

Along the way, Li Ang followed behind the tall master, and he was a little surprised, this tall master gave him the feeling of being a soldier far more than like a teacher.

Walking into the inner hall where the patriarch was, Li Ang looked at Cheng Yue with a frosty face, and couldn't help frowning, he didn't remember what he had offended this patriarch.

"Master Li, the library is not for you to use to kill people." Cheng Yue's tone was solemn, "Although it is said that only two white barbarians were killed, I want you to remember that the place where you are standing is Taixue, not a battlefield." ”

"I understand what the elder meant, and I will pay attention to it in the future." Looking at Cheng Yue's sharp gaze, Li Ang replied, feeling the need to reevaluate this patriarch in his heart.

"It's good if you remember." Cheng Yue's voice was calm and restrained, and he sat back in his chair, "Wu Rui of the Mo Family Branch, let you go to Xiaoye Mountain to see him." ”

"Got it, I'll go as soon as possible." Leon's heart fluttered when he heard the name, and he exited the room and closed the door.

"Do you think Wu Rui's murderous sword can be learned?" After Li Ang left, Cheng Yue looked at the tall master who had been silent.

"He is a local person recommended by Aunt Sun to Wu Rui personally, and with Aunt Sun's eyesight, he should not be wrong." The tall master replied, his voice cold and indifferent, "However, if Wu Rui really passed on his killing sword, he won't have the time to do his own thing." ”

"Let Wu Rui drag him, An Changsheng is there, you go to protect." Cheng Yue glanced at the tall master, "Let those people do things neatly, don't leave traces, this young man is not easy to deal with." ”

"I know." The tall master replied, his brows furrowed, "But I'm not optimistic about the Sima family, you still want to get rid of the relationship with them first, you know the methods of Chief Guo Ran." ”

"I understand." Cheng Yue looked at him and muttered, "As long as An Changsheng and the prince of the Three Kingdoms of Heaven are not moved, the others, Guo Ran will not care too much, you just need to keep An Changsheng." ”

The tall master didn't say anything more, he just nodded at Cheng Yue, and then turned to leave, his steps fluttering.

Li Ang walked to Xiaoye Mountain in the distance, Taixue is called Xuefu, in fact, it covers a very wide area, there are mountains and lakes in it, Xiaoye Mountain is the westernmost mountain forest of Taixue.

In September, it is late autumn, and the red leaves dance in the west wind, dyed all over the sky flying red, there is a different style. Under the waterfall of Xiaoye Mountain, next to the maple forest, on a boulder in the torrent, a lone crane stands like a man in white; The white clothes were like frost, and the man's hair was like wind and frost flying in the west wind.

He had white hair and white eyebrows, but there was not even a single wrinkle on his face, and he couldn't tell how old he was. The cheeks are high, and the cheeks are sharpened. His face was cold and solemn, and his skin was like dead fish. There was not a trace of blood, and the lips were no exception, showing an eerily miserable white. But the weirdest thing is his eyes. The eyes were narrow and long, and the pupils were still, like ice stones, as if they had condensed.

His left hand. He held a large sword that was more than seven feet long and extremely wide. The torrent crashed against the boulder, the water droplets splashed, and the west wind blew sharply and was full

The leaves flew down like a rain of blood.

Leon looked at the man in white from afar, motionless, as if he had become one with a giant petrification, and only felt that he was like a still cloud of smoke, which would disperse into a thousand wisps when the wind blew.

Leon approached him, only to see that his eyes were always open. It's just that the ice-like eyes are lifeless, and they don't shine at all. The man in white suddenly looked at him. Those eyes were shining as brightly as lightning.

With a flash of his eyes, the figure of the man in white also moved, and there was a cracking sound of breaking the air, and the person shot out like lightning! The scabbard of the seven-foot sword was three feet shorter at the same time. The scabbard did not break, but only sank straight into the water three feet, and the figure of the man in white shot straight into the air at the same time. The sword was also unsheathed, and the man and the sword were combined into a fierce light, shooting at a red leaf flying in the west wind three zhang away!

The sword is seven feet long, and the distance of three zhang is instantaneous, and the tip of the sword penetrates through the red leaves, penetrating three feet through the green edge!

That red leaf is just an ordinary leaf, this sword is so fast, the red leaf is not even blown away by the sword wind, in Li Ang's eyes, there is only one explanation - that is, the sword is too fast! So before the red leaves were blown away by the sword wind. It has been pierced by the tip of the sword, penetrated!

The sword slashed three feet. Suddenly, when the blade of the sword completely came out of the leaf, the figure in white had already flown back above the torrent and fell in the air! His feet were unbiased, standing in their original position, his right hand still on the hilt of his sword, but the sword was already in its sheath. His fierce gaze was gone, and he stood as if nothing had happened. The wind is still blowing, and the autumn leaves are still flying in the wind.

"Next!" The man in white suddenly spoke, throwing out the great sword in his hand, and his voice was like a sharp blade scraping bones, which made people shudder and feel terrifying.

Li Ang looked at the big sword that crossed the air, held his breath, and took it with both hands, the heavy big sword with the power of falling still made him move a few steps diagonally before he stabilized his body. Calming down, Li Ang felt the weight of the big sword in his hand, forty catties, and he instantly made a judgment in his heart, and couldn't help but be even more shocked by the swordsmanship of the man in white.

"You're the third person to hold the sword." The man in white jumped off the boulder, walked from the pool to the shore, looked at Li Ang who was holding the big sword, and nodded.

"Student Li Liuru has seen Wu Sacrifice Wine." Li Ang presented the big sword, his voice was calm, which made the praise in the eyes of the man in white even worse, there were many people who learned the sword from him, but no one could handle it as calmly as Li Ang, no matter what else, this mentality alone was far superior to others.

"Aunt Sun told me about you." Wu Rui looked at Li Ang and didn't go to pick up the big sword, "From now on, this sword will be given to you, and you can't leave until you can defeat me." ”

Looking at Wu Rui, Li Ang did not take back the sword, but still served it in front of him, and replied, "Wu Saijiu's swordsmanship, the students admire it, and they are very willing to learn, but now the students are entangled in mundane things, and I ask Wu Saijiu to forgive me." ”

"I can't help you when you come here." Wu Rui looked at Li Ang and shook his head, "Unless you can defeat me with this sword, I won't let you go." ”

"Why bother the students with Wu sacrificial wine." Li Ang stuck the big sword in the soil and looked at Wu Rui, although he didn't understand why Wu Rui forced him to practice swords here, but he could also guess that things were more than just practicing swords.

"Wu sacrifices wine, and the students retire." Li Ang arched his hand towards Wu Rui and walked towards the outside of Xiaoye Mountain, Wu Rui behind him did not move, but in the maple forest on both sides, dozens of white-clothed students with wooden swords walked out, forming a half-curved formation in front of him.

Looking at the demeanor of those white-clothed students, and the direction where they were standing faintly sealed his way out, Li Ang knew that this Wu Rui Great Sacrifice Wine was definitely going to keep himself today, he glanced at the seven-foot big sword beside him, and then looked at the dozens of students in front of him, and suddenly rushed in with his bare hands, the weight of the seven-foot big sword was too heavy, even if it was amazingly powerful, he wouldn't need a few hits, it was better to use the boxing skills he was better at.

Looking at Li Ang who abandoned the sword and attacked, the appreciation in Wu Rui's eyes was a little heavier, calm judgment, decisive action, this young man is better than he imagined, his murderous sword, this young man may really be able to learn it.

From the border pass, Li Ang spent the rest of his time exercising his muscles and nerves with the previous training methods, except for the daily standing piles and the bow and arrow equestrian skills that the Great Qin soldiers had to practice. In the three months since he returned to Chang'an, he has been even more obsessed with practicing his internal strength, with many of his previous trainings, and his strength at this time is three points stronger than when he won all the games before.

Those white-clothed students are all the elites of the Mojia Society, and the same students who specialize in academics such as organ science and gewuxue, they practice the martial arts and the art of defending the city of the Mo family, and most of them will enter the military fort of Daqin on the Silk Road in the future, so the swordsmanship they usually practice is also based on actual combat, although they have not been in the battle array, but the heavy wooden sword in their hands is displayed, and it also has its own roaring momentum.

A punch hit the wooden sword, and the student holding the sword was forced to take three steps back, so that the white-clothed students around him were in awe, and the wooden sword in their hands was made of Tieli wood produced in the extremely cold land of Liaodong, which was stronger than stainless steel, and the weight was also extremely heavy, but Li Ang could actually shake it with his fist, and this kung fu really made them admire.

Seeing Li Ang in the sword formation, relying on his fists and feet not to fall behind, Wu Rui's eyes slowly became fanatical, such a reaction speed, a strong body, and a comprehension of internal strength and a long qi pulse kung fu, he is simply a person who appeared in order to inherit his murderous sword.

Li Ang's aura was already a little chaotic, and he began to understand the operation of this sword formation a little, but he couldn't break it, because the wooden swords in the hands of those white-clothed students, if they were holding ordinary wooden swords in their hands, he would have already broken the swords in their hands and broke out of the formation.

"As long as you learn the sword from me, you will be the great sacrificial wine of the Mo family's martial arts department in the future." Wu Rui suddenly dismissed those white-clothed students of the Mo family, walked towards Li Ang and said, "As long as it is a child of the Mo family, you will be recruited." ”

Li Ang adjusted his breathing, looked at Wu Rui, who was standing five steps away with a big sword, and dozens of white-clothed students of the Mo family beside him, and finally he put away his fists and said coldly, "I'll learn swords from you." ”

"You just have to learn." Wu Rui didn't care about Li Ang's indifferent tone, he turned around and walked towards the waterfall in the distance. Leon glanced at the big sword he had left on the ground and picked it up.