The Three Realms Abyss outside the palace opened again, and a group of monks in white robes stood in front of the palace, the white robes did not have the mark of Shao Guo, but people could still know that this was Shao Guo's people.

The projection of the grand gate of the fairy world appeared in the world, and between the waves of water and light, one by one stepped into it.

"Home!"

"Home!"

Before everyone stepped into that door, they had to shout, as if they wanted to release all the depression and depression in their hearts, and it also contained a strong sense of homecoming.

Lin Shu held the sword and looked at Zhou Yang, who was aging a little too fast and under great pressure, and said, "If we go back this time, will there be any problems?"

Zhou Yang glanced at Lin Shu and immediately said: "We didn't suffer a defeat, but made a great contribution, for us, the flint bow is more precious than the entire Shao country." ”

"Don't worry, after you go back, you will never be bloodied and cried, and you are still needed in the country!"

Kong Huai carried the incense artifact named Suiren Bow, and was surrounded by people and stepped into the present world, this name not only explains that the power of this divine bow is related to fire, but also hopes that this Suiren Bow will bring the power of incense and fire to the present world, indicating that their trip is just like the ancient legend, the Suiren clan drilled wood to make fire, bringing new fire to the present world.

Every time the Three Realms Abyss is opened, a group of people will leave, and in the same way, there will be a steady stream of people entering the mountains and seas.

Everyone who enters this mountain and sea thinks that they will be the protagonist of this era, will change everything, and become the tide of the times, but in the end, they can only turn into the most ordinary speck of dust and fall to the bottom of the water with the passage of time.

In the spiritual tea garden of Xianque Mountain, the tea trees are winding like dragon bodies, and there is a red spiritual light flashing on them like jade liquid flowing, and groups of enchantresses wear gorgeous palace skirts to shuttle through the spiritual tea garden, picking leaves to make spiritual tea, which is a tribute that only the lord of the hidden capital and a few immortal officials of the hidden palace can enjoy.

Ying Zhao stands in front of the gate of the back garden of this fairy palace like a stone statue, this Ying Zhao has been completely connected with this Xianque Mountain, the large array of this Xianque Mountain takes it as the eye of the array, and the changes of the four seasons, wind, frost, rain and snow in it are controlled by its magical powers.

If there is any movement, it will immediately rise into the air, and this fourth-order demon with the bloodline of the ancient demon god can tear the intruder to pieces in an instant.

And Fang Xiu was sitting on the stone by the Heavenly Demon Pool at this moment, and with his casual breathing, a huge amount of power was rolled up from the Heavenly Demon Pool, and it seemed to move with the rhythm of the heavens, earth, sun and moon between the swallows.

At this moment, Fang Xiu, who was in the middle of Xianque Mountain, didn't turn his head, but he had already felt it, and the incense artifact walked out of the mountain and sea realm with the group and entered the present world.

Although the incense fire artifact was suppressed by heavy seals, Lin Shu and Zhou Yang wondered that they also rushed to the secluded capital Immortal Island with Kong Huai for the first time, just because they were afraid that something would happen.

A wisp of blooming petals fell into the pool, setting off a faint wave, Fang Xiu slowly opened his eyes: "It's almost over!"

At this point, Fang Xiu's plan to enter the mountain and sea realm has basically been completed, and he is only waiting for the final end.

The end of all this is naturally the unification of Dongzhou and the end of this era of war.

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In the past two years, the city has become more and more prosperous, and the establishment of Shangxian School Palace has made this place a new holy place and center for the disciples of the School Palace.

Although it is close to the border pass, there is a master Tang Li of the Shangxian School Palace, and thousands of disciples of the School Palace gather here, even if the enemy country comes to the door, at least the safety of the ordinary people of the Pan Kingdom in this city is still guaranteed.

Under such circumstances, even though the border friction between the two countries is continuous, the situation is turbulent, and it may provoke a major war at any time, but because of its proximity to Shaoguo and Gaoguo, it has become more and more prosperous.

After the war between the two countries, a steady stream of materials and food was transported to the Gao country, and the trade with the Shao country was not cut off, but became bigger, even if it was a war, it could not affect the caravans of those big families to do business.

In addition, the proximity of the city to the river and the convenience of boats came and went, so more merchants stayed here and there were more and more shops, and the city has become a miracle from a wasteland to a big city in a few years.

Shangxian School Palace imitates the Xundu School Palace in the past and built, there is a stone tablet in front of the door, and the street is planted with moon locust trees.

If a cultivator passes by here and looks around, he will see a large and small light rising from the palace to the sky, which is the spirit of all the disciples of the palace, and he has a strong and righteous spirit.

The small one is like a firefly candlelight, and the big one is like the bright moon in the sky.

And a ray of light behind the school palace rises like the scorching sun of the sun, dispelling the ghosts and spirits of the entire city, as long as ordinary demons step into this place, they are afraid that they will be burned into ashes.

Even if they are righteous monks, when they enter this city, they will be strongly suppressed.

The sound of reading aloud sounded, the young students were full of passion, and the old students were dancing with big sleeves, talking and laughing.

Everything seems to have returned to the old Dahuan era, and dozens of sages in the school palace gathered together.

In the library in the backyard, Master Tang Li is standing on the ladder, sorting out the books in the entire library little by little, which is his biggest hobby on weekdays.

In the past, Xundu Xuegong had the largest library in the world, with a collection of 10,000 volumes, but with the last master of Xundu Xuegong dying in the Huanwang Palace, the Xuegong was dispersed, the Xuegong was closed and confiscated, a large number of books were burned, and the original inheritance and a large number of books compiled and annotated by the sages of the past were also scattered.

The inheritance of the school palace is lost, even if the inheritance of other branches makes up for it a little bit, it also hurts the vitality of the school palace.

Books are the most important wealth and inheritance of the Academy, which is what several saints have said.

And since Tang Li got this preaching jade slip, he began to re-copy and enrich the books and scriptures that were lost in the past little by little, and the other branches of the Academy recognized Tang Li's status, and also sent a large number of classics that were not allowed to be taught in the past to the Shangxian Academy.

There is also the Panguo Gongzi Dynasty, in order to win over the master Tang Li and the school palace, sent a large number of books and gifts, over the past few years, the library of Shangxian School Palace, finally surpassed the former Xundu School Palace library of 10,000 volumes of books.

Tang Li's face grew a beard, and he looked a little calmer and older.

Because of his full reading of poetry and books, reading through the scriptures and meanings of the sage, and the power of the preaching jade slip is becoming more and more compatible, the haoran righteousness that has been passed down from the preaching jade slip continues to flow into Tang Li's body, making him quickly approach the power of the third order, and even be able to exert the power of the fourth order with the help of the preaching jade slip.

This is a world of difference from the cultivation of ordinary monks, and the hundred years of hard work of others may not be as good as the twenty or thirty years of disciples of this school palace.

As long as you can read through the scriptures of the sages, and your will is in line with the sages, you will be able to continuously practice with the help of the power of the Yin World Xundu Academy and those sages.

However, there is also a drawback, that is, the disciples of the school palace cannot seek immortality.

The lifespan is only two hundred years at most, even if the cultivation is comparable to the fourth and fifth orders, or even if it turns into a terrestrial true immortal, the body will also age.

All of his strength comes from the preaching jade slip, and after death, he will also turn into the spirit of the sage and enter the divine realm of the Xundu School Palace, and he will be ranked with the ancient sages, and he will not be able to stay in the world.

However, many of the people who entered this Xundu Academy Palace were disciples who were unable to practice in the first place, which was not a bad thing for them.

If you want to live forever, don't worship the gate of the palace.

Tang Li packed up the scrolls, and finally took out a simple scroll that was a little yellow and black, and the handwriting was a little blurred.

This is a gift sent by the prince of Panguo a few days ago, after Tang Li let people put it in, it is only now that he has begun to sort it out, and when he opened it at this moment, Tang Li immediately found that in it, most of them are ancient books, and some are even the authentic works of the sages of the past who flowed out of the Xundu School Palace in the past.

"It turned out to be the former Fengsheng's preaching, I don't know which ancestor copied it!" Tang Li immediately became interested and slowly opened it.

The first sentence is the sentence that even a three-year-old child knows how to read, and the more he turned it, Tang Li's face changed a little bit, because he found that this didn't seem to be copied by any of the former Xundu School Palace's ancestors, let alone by any sage.

"How is it possible, this is the true work of Feng Sheng?" Tang Li's face changed greatly, no one thought that the scrolls left by this former saint had really been preserved to the present.

What was even more shocking was that before the words fell, Tang Li found that the scroll was rolling up with light, and the words in the scroll condensed into a world, pulling Tang Li's soul will from the library of this school palace into the scroll.