Mr. Teaching has changed several times, with different appearances and different ages, but only the inexplicable reading temperament is always the same, old-fashioned, harsh, silent, in short, very boring.

No one thought that the few school teachers who came and went were actually the same person.

Not only that, in the vast world outside the town, in the world of the Central Continent, Shen Junning, who lived in a simple place, once had a transcendent and lofty status, and he also had a supreme supernatural power.

The next moment, Shen Junning Yuanying traveled far away from his body, like a snow-white immortal, instantly broke free from the cage of his body, and drifted to an alley in the town.

Shen Junning came to the alley in an instant, he first looked at Ji Bai, the eighteenth son of Great Qin who fell in a pool of blood, the three souls and seven spirits swayed and dissipated, like a broken candle in the wind, if he was not treated in time, he was afraid that his life would not be long in time.

Shen Junning shook his head softly and sighed, and came to the front of Tang Hui, the son of the eldest princess of Great Qin, seeing that the young general was only seriously injured and there was no major problem, he stretched his brows and muttered to himself: "It can be regarded as an explanation to Brother Yinan." ”

After Shen Junning stayed for a while, he finally came to the middle of the two.

Hu Shankui, who was full of silver hair, bowed slightly, left claw and right fist, maintained a beast-like offensive posture, and on an old face that had been carved out of countless ravines and deep marks by the years like a knife, the expression was complicated, extremely vigilant, and a little puzzled.

His muddy and vicissitudes of life always stayed on the sword box erected by the bluestone slab and wrapped in cloud brocade in Shu.

The young man in white is holding a fish basket in his left hand, in which there is a vigorous four-legged pure golden koi fish, and an extremely strange "landscape free umbrella" on his back. ”

His right hand was raised slightly, as if he was ready to open the sword case in the next moment.

The young man who maintained this posture had resolute eyes and a calm complexion, not at all like the illegitimate son of a small town nobleman who lived in an alley and grew up in the countryside.

And in the depths of the young man's eyes, there was a thick flame full of hatred.

If this flame is released, it will probably be able to burn the heavens and the earth.

What kind of deep obsession is hidden in it?

As the temporary master of this world, Shen Junning certainly knew everything that happened in the town in these sixty jiazi towns.

And as the former dean of Bailu Academy, the head of the thirty-six academies of Tianshulou, he also knew a lot of secrets of the Great Qin Dynasty and even the Central Continent that were not known to ordinary people.

Shen Junning came here to preside over the operation of the large array for nearly 60 years, and strictly adhered to the four-character teacher training of "Fang Zheng and Peace" in Tianshulou, and never changed the fate of the people in the town without authorization based on his personal likes and dislikes.

In the eyes of this scholar, who was also young and enthusiastic, jealous and hateful, there was too much filth in the big families in the small town, and too much poverty and injustice in the small households in the alleys.

However, after Shen Junning watched coldly, he saw that the big mansions also had their futility and helplessness, and the small families also had their extreme ferocity.

Over time, Shen Junning is like a statue of a god on top, neither enjoying incense nor accepting favors, but just abiding by his duties, sitting upright, and ignoring foreign affairs.

Shen Junning came here to obstruct the grievance game between the young man in white and Hu Shankui and others, with a certain amount of selfishness, but also for justice.

Today's town is like a cracked piece of porcelain that will explode and crack sooner or later.

Shen Junning, as the owner of this world in the town, naturally has the responsibility to delay this unstoppable process, and try to arrange a retreat for as many people as possible, it is best to be able to hand over to the "sword-casting man" in peace, and survive the last Jiazi time, so that everyone can barely be happy, the people on the mountain have a chance, and the people under the mountain have a good time.

You must know that with the consistent temperament of the ancestors, every time the avenue collapses, the old and the new alternate, the opportunities arise, and the longevity can be expected, what is the life and death of thousands and hundreds of ants at the foot of the mountain?

The cultivator is originally a high-minded existence in the world, and he resides outside the world and governs the avenue.

Because if you stand tall, you will naturally see it lofty, and most of the worldly things in the world have become trivial things that are not worth mentioning, and they are difficult to see, so they are not worth it.

But whether the world is worth it or not, all those who come to the world will always think about the world, which is the true spirit of Confucianism.

Thinking of these and some past events, Shen Junning looked at the young man in white, shook his head and sighed: "Although the obsession is too heavy and the killing intention is too much, he is a hard-working child after all, and the Sword Sect has a lot of friendship with me after all." ”

After speaking, he pondered for a moment, raised his right hand slightly, and his green shirt fluttered.

Heaven and earth move smoothly and unhindered.

Before the end, quietly shattered.

The aura of the arrow crossbow was gone in an instant.

Whether it was Tang Hui, who fell to the ground and was seriously injured, or Hu Shankui and Tang Jiu, who were confronting each other, and Yun Shenbi, the Daze fairy who was standing in the corner and had seen too many unimaginable things, they all turned their heads to look at the green-shirted Confucian who was like a fairy.

"Mr. Shen!"

The four people, who were originally on the wrong path and could even be said to be enemies of life and death, showed surprise at the same time as a very tacit understanding, and then saluted the Qing-shirted Confucian at the same time.

"That's it. Shen Junning's lips opened slightly, and it sounded in the ears of the four of them like a heavenly sound.

Tang Jiu hesitated slightly, but just the next moment, his eyes became resolute again, and with a calm expression, he put the sword box wrapped in cloud brocade silk in Shu on his back again, and then walked in front of Tang Hui, untied the "Landscape Freedom Umbrella", and put it in front of Tang Hui.

"This umbrella will be yours from now on. Tang Jiu said with a serious face, without the slightest hesitation, nor the slightest reluctance, let alone half a word of thanks, because this was a transaction in itself.

Hu Shankui looked anxious and bowed to Shen Junning, saying, "Mr. Shen, please save my Royal Highness." ”

This "Shanzi Guard" of the four major guards around the former Shenwu Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty was so respectful and polite to the Qingyi Confucian that no one present showed any difference.

Because this Confucian deserves it.

Shen Junning smiled gently: "As a citizen of Great Qin, I, Shen Junning, am just a corrupt Confucian, how dare I not save you?"

Between the words, a light from the sky fell from the sky and fell on Ji Bai, who was like a candle in the wind, stabilizing Ji Bai's swaying and dissipating three souls and seven spirits.

Seeing this, Hu Shankui was so excited that he trembled, and the old tears were rampant, and he knelt down directly towards Shen Junning, kowtowed heavily and said, "The old slave kneels to thank Mr. Shen for his great kindness." ”

In a sense, the Qingyi Confucian saved not only the incomparably noble eighteenth son of the Great Qin Dynasty, but also the net worth and prosperity of Hu Shankui's entire family.

Tang Jiu's brows frowned slightly.

Step by step of fine calculations, the town is independent of the world, its own world, Rao is so, he also knows that to kill the eighteenth son of the dignified Qin, there is still a lot of lack of fire.

But you can't kill it, you can abolish it first, and then kill it later.

Who would have thought, it was actually as unsatisfactory as people wished, and the blue-shirted Confucian suddenly appeared, disrupting all his plans.

But Tang Jiu didn't resent Shen Junning.

In the small town, Shen Junning taught Tang Jiu a lot of things, and he could be regarded as half of Tang Jiu's master, but Tang Jiu already had a master, and he must no longer worship Shen Junning as a teacher.

This principle is like a woman cannot marry two husbands.

Therefore, Tang Jiu called Shen Junning his husband, not a gentleman like a school student and a teacher, but a real gentleman.

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The green-shirted Confucian felt Tang Jiu's emotions, and also sensed Tang Jiu's grateful gaze as he looked at him.

He smiled slightly and said, "Although I somewhat disagree with the Southwest Sword Sect's way of doing things, it is too murderous. But many things in the world can be explained more than just a few words of truth, because the real truth often requires strength to speak. ”

Tang Jiu gently patted the sword box behind him and said, "What Mr. said is extremely true, the master once said that if someone is unreasonable with me, then I will use the sword behind me to tell him the greatest truth in the world." ”

Shen Junning was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then laughed out loud.

After the happiness in his heart wandered through the heavens and the earth with this hearty laughter, Shen Junning restrained his smile and looked at Tang Jiu gently, as if he was looking at a real student disciple of his own, and said, "Why don't you go around with me?"

Tang Jiu nodded.

He suddenly found that there was not the slightest movement around, Tang Hui, Hu Shankui, Yun Shenbi, and Ji Bai's eyes, hair, and breathing were all still, and even a little floating dust in the sunlight was all frozen.

After Shen Junning ran the Zhou Tian Great Array, the town returned to its state.

"Try to keep up with my footsteps and don't go ten paces away. Shen Junning said softly.

The green-shirted Confucian with fluttering clothes and an ethereal body took the lead towards the end of the alley, Tang Jiu followed, during which he glanced down at the fish basket in his left hand, the four-legged pure golden koi was particularly lively, jumping in the fish basket non-stop.

Shen Junning walked in front and asked with a smile, "I think your master has already told you a lot of things?"

Tang Jiu nodded and said: "I already know a rough idea of the things in the outside world, the master once said that people from other sects all believe in karma and fate, and seek fate by ten thousand laws, but my Southwest Sword Sect only believes in the sword in my hand, and I am happy in my heart." ”

Speaking of this, the young man in white paused, and in his eyes, which were as calm as the deep sea, two sharp lights suddenly bloomed, as if the still air and floating dust in front of him were cut apart: "If someone makes us feel uneasy in our hearts, we will use the sword in our hands to calm the world, and if someone is unreasonable with us, we will use the sword in our hands to tell him the greatest truth in the world." ”

Shen Junning seemed to think of that old-timer, so he laughed softly with some emotion: "He taught you these words, although he is a little arrogant, but it is indeed the true backbone of the Southwest Sword Sect, although I, Shen Junning, am a corrupt Confucian under the sage of Tianshulou, but since I have made an exception to teach you a little bit of Confucian righteousness, what about teaching you a little more righteousness in the world? What's more, you still have a relationship with me." ”

Tang Jiu looked at the high-spirited and kind-eyed Confucian in green shirts, unconsciously quickened his pace, walked side by side with the Confucian scholar, and asked, "Mr. Shen, can I ask you a question?"

Shen Junning seemed to see through the young man's thoughts, and said calmly: "There have been four Jiang Jiao in the world who have been blessed with great fortune, and they are fortunate to be transformed into the four true dragons of 'Heaven', 'Earth', 'Xuan', and 'Yellow', and they are also the only four true dragons in the world. And this town is the burial place of the 'earth dragon', the place where the bones are buried, and the genus of countless Jiang Jiao in the world. ”

The Confucian scholar in the green shirt spoke very seriously, and Tang Jiu also listened very seriously: "The monks and immortals in the eight major sects of the Central Continent, and even the amazing and brilliant figures in the Great Qin Dynasty, and even the big demons of the Beiming Continent, all think that this place is the most prosperous, and it is destined to produce a 'true dragon' one day. The temperament and fate are indeed far better than their peers outside, and many famous immortal Taoist couples in the Central Continent, the offspring they gave birth to when they combine are nothing more than that. Of course, not every kid in the town has amazing talent. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Junning suddenly looked at the sword furnaces that were sealed in the four fields of the town: "Just like the swords cast by these sword furnaces in the past, although there are countless good swords, there are always one or two, for various reasons, they have become one or two scrap iron, and they have been abandoned in the loess of the four fields on the outskirts of this town." ”

Shen Junning smiled, and did not explain in depth on this matter, probably for fear of revealing some of the town's ulterior secrets, so he changed the topic and said: "Almost none of the senior monks who participated in the dragon slaying catastrophe were seriously injured, and many of them practiced in seclusion here, which can be described as calmly dying. After more than 3,000 years of multiplication, the town has today's scale, on the territory of the Central Continent, this place was first called Peach Blossom Township, and then changed to Peach Blossom Source by literati and scholars, and then Daqin dominated the world, Shenwu Tianzi personally raised the pen, changed to Peach Blossom Town......"

The white-clothed young man who had been holding his words in his stomach finally couldn't help it, interrupted Shen Junning's words softly, clenched his hands into fists, and said with longing and expectation: "Sir, in fact, the question I want to ask is, what kind of woman is my mother?"

Shen Junning seemed to recall something very long, and after a long silence, he suddenly said categorically: "Your mother, she is the best woman in the world. ”

The young man in white was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled.

The warm light of the sky spilled from a distant place and fell on the young man in white's immature but delicate face.

Since the Confucian scholar in the green shirt met Tang Jiu, this was the happiest, happiest, simplest, and happiest time Tang Jiu smiled.

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The two crossed the bluestone bridge.

Shen Junning didn't look at Tang Jiu, opened the skylight and said brightly: "When the Earth Dragon fell here, the eight real people of the Central Continent and the Shenwu Heavenly Son appeared in person, and signed a contract here, stipulating that every sixty years, one Jiazi will be replaced by another person to sit here to help take care of or suppress the residual qi left by the death of that true dragon. In fact, it was not without controversy whether to cut the grass and eradicate the roots at that time......"

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