Everyone dispersed, leaving only Kunlun, Chen Ping and Zhao Fang Yexi.

Chen Ping is the Xiangguo of Kunwu State, Xiangguo, Shangzuo Tianzi, Li Yin and Yang, Shun Four Times, and the Appropriateness of All Things, Outside the Suppression of the Four Yi Princes, and the Inner Relatives Attached to the People, so that the Qing Doctor can each have his own position, is to have the power of one person under ten thousand people, Chen Ping is the former president of the first academy in the world, Zhao Kunwu was immersed in the practice after the establishment of the country, and Chen Ping has been acting as the court, and he is powerful and powerful, but it is also considered to be dedicated.

Chen Ping said loudly after seeing that the Human Emperor's expression had recovered: "Human Emperor, that town is really the site of the mysterious Kunlun Clan?"

Zhao Kunwu seemed reluctant to mention the matter and remained silent.

Chen Ping said again: "Minister, looking at the sky at night, it seems that there is a trend of nine stars, I am afraid that a catastrophe in the world is coming..."

Zhao Kunwu got up and walked outside the hall and left a sentence: "The future tribulation, the future generation, has its own fixed number." After speaking, it turned into a golden light and swept towards the land of Jizhou.

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It was a few days and nights, and Youchuan's sword skills were even more handy, maybe he was anxious to see Lan Ruo, maybe Yuchuan's purpose had changed, but after all, Youchuan still came to this scholar's holy land, Fengshuang Academy.

Standing on the top of Changbai Immortal Mountain for thousands of meters, at first Youchuan didn't want to go when he saw it so high, but Xian'er said that it was best for him to go.

Youchuan was puzzled, although it was built so tall and magnificent, but how to go down the mountain? Could it be that a scholar can also resist a sword? The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was boring, so he simply stopped thinking about it. By the way, it seems that a few days ago, I met a hero who is a person from the Wind and Frost Academy, is it possible that all scholars are so domineering?

There are always countless questions in the heart of a young man, some of which can be answered by a random person, while some questions cannot be answered by Confucian saints.

Climbed up this seemingly ethereal fairy mountain with great anticipation, the mountain and the mountain seem to be two worlds, one is full of spring, the other is snowy, Youchuan just climbed to the top and shivered, Xian'er hid in the sword spirit world, no matter how Youchuan coerced and lured her, she seemed to be very afraid of cold, it was the kind of fear of cold when she heard cold.

Youchuan saw a wooden board hung in front of him, the wooden board seemed to have emitted endless light a long time ago, but now it was dim and shabby, and the four words that could not be simpler than the simple four words 'Wind and Frost Academy' were inscribed, these four words were really simple, just like a scholar who had just learned calligraphy wrote one stroke at a time.

Youchuan couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, this word is far from what Benxia wrote." ”

There were disdainful angry words from the front: "Hmph, you dare to insult the words written by our Sage Kong?" I saw that there was a person behind the snow-covered door, and he didn't move when he was covered in snow, which surprised Youchuan.

Youchuan shouted: "Wow, hero, you are good kung fu, aren't you cold?"

There was a jolt in the snowdrift, and then the snowflakes were shaken to the ground, and a handsome young man came out of the snow and muttered: "Books can govern the country and warm the body, it's so simple, don't you understand?"

Youchuan categorically didn't believe it, and ran up and grabbed the book in the young man's hand, as if it was called the Book of Light, probably this, Youchuan guessed that it was this.

The moment You Chuan touched the Light Sutra, the book actually opened on its own and glowed with golden light, and then closed it again, exuding a trace of warmth, which made You Chuan feel very comfortable, and even the fairy who was hiding in the sword spirit realm trembling also felt a trace of warmth.

Youchuan was puzzled and asked, "This is?" Qingxiu young man had never seen this scene, so he had to say: "You are reading, books, and reading you, so simple, you don't understand?" Youchuan was even more confused, he was wondering at that moment if it was a person who read a book to make people confused.

The young man finally remembered his purpose and asked, "You two are here to study?" Where did Youchuan know what it meant to study, so he had to nod his head like pounding garlic, and it would be good if he could go in anyway.

"Hey, Shaoxia, are you scholars very reasonable?" You Chuan thinks that the reader is the kind of person who knows astronomy, geography, can speak well, and can't fight, this is probably the kind of reader in Youchuan's heart, otherwise why do those storytellers only tell other people's stories, it's not that they haven't been out of the house, Youchuan thinks of this and feels that he has more confidence, but he has come so far all the way.

"It's probably a simple reasoning. The young man replied, thinking of an unreasonable dean in his heart, he usually looks like a withered old man, who looks very easy to bully, but he always believes in a truth, that is, to be convinced and then reasonable, the world is big, but it is no bigger than a ruler's pen in his hand.

Threesome, there must be my teacher, Youchuan learned another word, 'truth'. In the future, Youchuan will probably have to reason with such a world with the spirit of three feet in his hand.

After a while, he came to the main courtyard, and the young man motioned for Youchuan to stop, ran forward quickly, and whispered to the curtain in the pavilion: "Dean, there are friends from afar." ”

The gauze curtain was slowly opened by the breeze, and there was a heroic righteousness, and a green-shirted scribe walked out of the pavilion, which was the Confucian saint who had helped Youchuan and others cross the river before, and stepped out and came to Youchuan's eyes.

Kong Liangyi, the dean of Fengshuang Academy, the only Confucian saint in the world, and thousands of scholars have taken this as their peak.

Youchuan was still entangled in how this person suddenly appeared in front of him, where to look here, and then he probably felt that he had lost the hero like this, so he stopped and looked carefully at the scholar in front of him. "Hero, it's you, Hero!" Youchuan shouted after seeing his face clearly, the domineering Youchuan who picked up the flying dragon had been worshiped for a long time.

"Hahaha, it's you, young man. Mr. Kong also learned Youchuan's tone, and even his expression was learned. "Hahaha, whoever said that the people who read are all elm heads, isn't this old gentleman very interesting. Youchuan laughed heartlessly, and by the way, he also counted a sentence I don't know that the people who heard the reading are all elm heads, what ten years of cold windows, it is not as valuable as practicing a sword for ten years, and no matter how bad it is, you can kill two snow wolves to satisfy your hunger.

"Eh, the young man's words are wrong, Mr. Nai, not Mr. Mr. Kong said seriously.

Yukawa stood in place and thought about the difference between the two, and laughed when he thought about it, not knowing whether to hide that he didn't understand or really understood the connotation.

Mr. Kong saw that Youchuan was interesting, so he instructed the young man who came on the side: "Simple, find another courtyard for the two of you, and entertain the students." ”

The simple answer was, "Yes, sir." ”

Yuchuan was puzzled and asked, "Two?"

No one answered.

Arrange Youchuan in a separate courtyard, alone in a room, the other disciples are four to six people in a room, about 500 disciples in the Wind and Frost Academy, are the best of the 32 academies to come here, legend has it that Confucius sage is here to sit and preach, so many scholars come here.

"End of this chapter"