When the woman heard this, she smiled indifferently, looked at the old man and said, "I have to listen to my husband about this!"

He Yifan smiled when he heard this, turned his head and looked at the woman next to him like a nymphomaniac and said, "Wanting!

"Dead!" Jiang Wanting glared at He Yifan when she heard this, and said angrily.

Looking at the flirting couple, Su Beiwang snorted coldly: "For Jiang Tianlie's sake, I didn't want to embarrass the two of you, why are you two suffering." ”

At this moment, He Yifan forcibly suppressed the violent true qi in his body, slowly stood up and said: "I'm a rough person, I don't know any big truths! However, since the first day that my husband and wife escorted Lord Chen, what coercion and temptation, open guns and hidden arrows, they have come at us one after another. I know that some people are afraid that Lord Chen will go back. However, along the way, the people of Longyuan loved Lord Chen very much. My father once said that the officials who are loved by the common people are good officials! And you, desperately not let Master Chen return to Longyuan, then the people behind you are bad officials! Kill bad officials and protect good officials, this is the truth that my father taught me. Therefore, I will lock you up as Su Beiwang and Su Nanwang, if you want to kill Lord Chen, kill me first!"

"Children of the rivers and lakes, what are you doing with the affairs of the court?" Su Beiwang snorted coldly when he heard this, obviously really angry.

At this moment, He Yifan suddenly turned around and said to Jiang Wanting with a red face: "Wife, how do you say that sentence? It's the one you taught me, I forgot it!"

When Jiang Wanting heard this, she glared at He Yifan with great dissatisfaction, and then turned her head to look at Su Beiwang and said: "Master Ziyun, you are worried about the people when you live in the temple, and you are worried about the king when you are far away from the rivers and lakes! The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband! Why don't you care about our business!"

Before speaking, the husband and wife looked indifferent, and they didn't seem to take Su Beiwang in their eyes at all.

Not far away, Chen Bowen looked at the husband and wife, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if Longyuan's children have such a mind, why worry about the injustice of the world!

But at this moment, Su Beiwang seemed to have exhausted all his patience, and immediately said sharply: "Okay! Since the two of you are determined to sacrifice your lives for righteousness, then I will fulfill you." ”

As soon as the words fell, Su Beiwang suddenly raised his hand, and in an instant, his palms were full of fiery red, and in a flash, Su Beiwang knocked down He Yifan and his wife.

When he waved his palm, a heat wave suddenly came to the sky.

When He Yifan saw this, even if he wanted to rise with a knife, who knew that Jiang Wanting, who was beside him at this moment, suddenly moved, and was tightly protected in front of He Yifan.

The strong energy suddenly fell on Jiang Wanting's back, and a trace of blood gushed out in an instant.

The two figures hugged each other tightly and slammed into the ground in the distance.

"Wanting, are you okay?"

He Yifan, who was bleeding from his mouth, couldn't care about his injuries, and asked with concern when he eagerly hugged Jiang Wanting in his arms.

At this moment, Jiang Wanting's face was like gold paper, she reached out and grabbed the bloody placket on He Yifan's chest, and said with a warm and angry face: "Let you be careful! Look, the clothes are dirty again!"

"Uh-huh! I know! I'll be careful in the future! Wanting, are you okay?

His beloved wife was seriously injured, He Yifan was suddenly distraught, and tears flashed in the tiger's eyes.

Not far away, Su Beiwang stood with his hands in his hands, stared at the two of them with a cold expression, and said disdainfully: "I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!"

After saying that, Su Beiwang turned his head to look at Chen Bowen, who was not counted, and then continued: "Lord Chen, it's two thousand miles, you should go on the road!"

When Chen Bowen heard this, he looked at the couple in the distance, sighed deeply, and then said: "There are many heroes in Jiangbei, and they really live up to their reputation!

"If you die early, why bother to bury them?"

In the face of Su Beiwang's ridicule, Chen Bowen did not respond, but got up and patted the dust off his body, and then saluted He Yifan and Jiang Wanting deeply with a solemn expression, and said loudly when he got up: "Chen Mou thank you and his wife! If there is an afterlife, cattle and horses will be rewarded!"

Then, Chen Bowen turned around and squatted down to sort out the clothes for the young man in front of him.

After sorting out everything, Chen Bowen turned around and looked at Su Beiwang with a resolute expression: "Mr. Su! Chen's life is here!

"Okay, don't be afraid of danger, sure enough, husband! The old man will give you a good time!"

After saying that, Su Beiwang walked slowly towards Chen Bowen, his body was full of true energy, and the red color of his palms was surging.

Chen Bowen stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was as usual, and he quietly looked at Su Beiwang who was slowly coming.

On his side, although the young scholar was afraid and unbearable, he also imitated the appearance of the gentleman, and pretended to look at the old man who came slowly.

And when it was closer, Su Beiwang waved his hand, and at this moment, a knife rushed again.

The sword is not dazzling, and even looks a little weak, but it smells of perseverance.

Do what you say, even if you die, never give up!

He Yifan's burly figure rushed to the front again, and with a seriously injured and weak body, he once again blocked in front of Chen Bowen, his eyes were firm and unyielding.

Su Beiwang frowned, as if he was full of disgust for the person in front of him!

But why, why do you hate him so much?

Su Beiwang, who was puzzled, finally found the answer in He Yifan's firm eyes, once upon a time, did he have such a resolute and unyielding look?

But now, there is nothing left!

You're still too young! You don't understand the cruelty of this world!

sighed lightly in his heart, as if he was pity for He Yifan, but it was more like comforting himself!

The perseverance of the year was finally attributed to being young and ignorant!

Now, when you are stuck in the quagmire, can you still face the once heroic self?

The crimson palm wind, with complicated feelings, pushed to He Yifan's face.

Su Beiwang stared at He Yifan's resolute eyes quietly, with some regret in his expression, but with a little joy, his choice was right after all.

Otherwise, it is you who will fall here today!

However, just when Su Beiwang's iron palm was about to fall on He Yifan's face, a blue light suddenly appeared, blocking his gaze at He Yifan.

Suddenly, when the brilliance was blooming, a strong energy came from the palm of his hand, and immediately Su Beiwang flew back and landed in the distance.

Looking at it intently, a blade that looked like a ruler but not a ruler, like a sword but not a sword, stood in front of He Yifan, and the one holding the blade was a young man who looked childish.

At this moment, the young man raised his long ruler flat, stood with his hands in his hands, standing beside He Yifan, looking at himself.

Su Beiwang stared at the young man suspiciously, his qi was surging, and the surging energy on the long ruler was by no means something that ordinary people could control.

And at this moment, there was a seemingly childish boy standing in front of him, and Su Beiwang's heart couldn't help but be puzzled!

Suddenly, a name jumped out of Su Beiwang's mind, the second generation of masters!

If you say that the most popular person is the young master now, the young man who was born out of nowhere, controlling the ruler of the sky, has done a lot of earth-shattering things recently!

Under the continuous knife momentum, the figure of the old man in black was like a ghost, erratic.

He Yifan's long knife was raised, the knife was surging but it was difficult to hurt the old man in the slightest, and he Yifan couldn't help but be impatient.

In a hurry, the knife was slightly unstable, and at this moment, the black-robed old man came with a brazen palm.

He Yifan was frightened, and immediately drew his knife to block it, and there was a loud "boom", like a golden axe.

saw He Yifan's burly figure under a palm, and flew back more than ten feet.

He Yifan, who flew away, finally stabilized his figure, and looked at the black-robed old man in astonishment, but he didn't expect that the thin old man in front of him would have such a strong cultivation.

A palm repelled He Yifan again, but the old man in black was not in a hurry to pursue, and then inserted his hands into the cuffs, looking at He Yifan with interest.

"Jiangbei He Yifan! Jiangbei League's son-in-law Jiang Tianlie, a young man who became famous, and was famous as a hero in Jiangbei Sanzhou. When I saw it today, he was a brainless reckless man! What's the matter? Without the guidance of your unruly lady, would He Daxia's brain fall at home?"

At this moment, He Yifan put the long knife on his shoulder, looked at the old man with disdain, and said, "Why do you investigate your grandfather so clearly, do you plan to recognize me as a godfather?"

When the old man heard this, he glared at He Yifan and said, "Words are not inferior, rotten wood is difficult to carve!"

"Hahahaha!" He Yifan laughed loudly when he heard this, walked towards Chen Bowen with a long knife on his shoulder, and then continued: "You old man, you pretend to be profound when you speak! What a big road or a small road, what rotten wood! Grandpa will tell you today, this road grandpa is decided! Otherwise, you twist my neck, otherwise, I cut off your head, it's as simple as that, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Just you?" the old man's eyes were full of disdain.

In the sky, a black dot flashed quickly, and He Yifan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said proudly: "Just rely on Lao Tzu, what can you do?"

"The mantis arm is a car, not self-sufficient!"

After the old man glanced at He Yifan with disdain again, the black figure flashed again.

Seeing this, He Yifan stood with a knife, but he didn't make any more movements, just stood quietly in place, waiting for the old man in black robes.

And when he was getting closer, a sneer on the corner of He Yifan's mouth made the old man in the black robe feel tight, and immediately the old man felt that a dangerous killing machine suddenly came to his face.

When the figure was stunned, he saw a short spear suddenly stabbed into the old man's chest like a mountain.

Immediately, the old man's long sleeves rolled up, and the short spear was rolled in the wide sleeves of his robe, and the powerful energy kept pushing the old man backwards.

At this moment, I saw a petite figure suddenly dodge, and Qianqianyu reached out and grabbed the short spear wrapped in the black robe.

Then a short spear came at him again, and the old man bowed back, avoiding the oncoming short gun, and the short spear wrapped in his sleeve was not drawn back by the woman.

Just as the old man turned around, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, but he saw He Yifan raise a long knife and fall from the sky, and the huge blade of the knife soared, slashing down.

The black-robed old man snorted coldly, but saw that his figure suddenly looked like a ghost, and he turned to the left side, once again avoiding He Yifan's long knife.

The old man who had just stabilized his figure, before he could speak, saw He Yifan and the woman suddenly coming side by side, the long knife and the short gun were perfectly matched, and between you attacking me and robbing, he had a faint upper hand for a while.

Under the fierce battle, the black-robed old man suddenly waved his palms and slapped them on the long knife and short spear respectively, and then flew back, looking at the two with a gloomy expression.

At this moment, He Yifan stood side by side with the woman, also staring at the black-robed old man.

"Are you injured?" asked the woman with the gun at the first moment, with concern.

"It's not serious, I was hit by an arrow and slapped in the shoulder!" He Yifan replied with a flat expression.

He Yifan's voice fell, but he saw that the woman suddenly snatched and scolded angrily: "That old thief, who allowed you to hurt my husband!"

When the black-robed old man heard this, he snorted coldly and said, "Hmph! The mantis arm is used as a car, and he can't measure his strength!

"Hmph, my man, only I can bully! If you dare to hurt him, I want your life!"

The voice fell, but I saw that the woman suddenly rose from the ground, and the two short spears in her hands suddenly shot out, and in an instant, I saw the woman pull out two delicate short knives from her waist and go up close to her body.

The woman is petite, and she walks a light and agile path, but her kung fu is not light at all, and the two short knives are flying, and the moves are all stabbing at the vital places.

"The knife technique is so ruthless! Jiang Tianlie raised children like this?"

"How about my father, don't worry about it!"

While talking, the two fought again, the woman was dexterous and fierce, and the old man seemed to have some staboo weapons, and he did not kill after fighting for a long time.

At this moment, I saw He Yifan rising again, and the killing was coming.

The two joined forces, He Yifan's knife was wide open, and the offensive was continuous, but the woman was agile and light, and the two knives in her hands were extremely fierce, and the two cooperated tacitly, and for a while the old man's heart gradually became really angry.

During the fight, He Yifan swept the knife, and the knife surged, and there was indeed a trace of thunder.

The old man's figure tilted up, avoiding the long knife that swept in, and at this moment, the woman's petite figure suddenly struck out from behind He Yifan, and the double knives flew up from the bottom up, stabbing directly into the neck of the attacker.

Suddenly, the old man in the black robe was angry, and when his body was full of real anger, he waved his hand and pressed it on the woman's double knives, and when he got up, He Yifan slapped it again on his chest.

The burly figure flew back, but the old man approached like a ghost again, and his shriveled and thin hands were flushed red at this moment, and his true qi was inspired, and three palms fell.

When He Yifan was in pain in the middle palm, his body was suffocated, and the three red palm prints fell on his chest fiercely, and suddenly a burning pain began to spread to the meridians around He Yifan's body.

After only a few breaths, He Yifan knelt on the ground with a red face, leaned on his body with a long knife, and looked at the black-robed old man angrily.

Among the women, He Yifan was injured, and immediately flew back, landed beside He Yifan, and asked eagerly: "Brother Fan, are you okay?"

"It's okay, but I know who he is!" He Yifan felt the power of the palm like a flame in his body, although his face was resolute, but his heart suddenly became nervous.

He Yifan, Jiangbei, who was heroic and dry all the way, seemed a little urgent at this time.

"Brother Fan, do you recognize him?"

"Red Flame Cloud Palm!

"He is Su Beiwang?"

As she spoke, the woman turned her head to look at the black-robed old man in the distance.

Since Zhuge Cangyu and Duan Cangyun mysteriously disappeared, the Shenji Martial Arts Evaluation List has not come out for fifty years, and the Jiupin Upper Realm has long been a legend in the rivers and lakes, and it has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for fifty years.

And now on the rivers and lakes, the names of the top ten grandmasters are circulated, and Su Beiwang in front of him ranks seventh!

"That girl, I have a relationship with your father, today's incident, as long as you two retreat, I will not happen!"

Several people walked quickly and quickly came to the Tianji Pavilion.

I saw a man covered in blood, and he was being helped by several disciples of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion to sit down and bandage his wounds.

Seeing Mu Yun and the others hurrying over, he immediately said eagerly, "That is Master Qingyun?"

"I'm Wei Qingyun, who are you?" Wei Qingyun heard this, stepped forward and squatted in front of the injured man.

As he spoke, the man took out a blood-stained letter from his bosom, and then said with difficulty: "I am, He Yifan, the leader of the Jiangzuo League, sit down. The young master of my family was dragged by Xu Ge and escorted Lord Chen Bowen back to the capital all the way! Who knows, there are constant interceptions and killings on the way. Before leaving, Xu Ge Lao once left a letter, saying that if it is extremely difficult, you can send someone to Longyuan City first to find Master Qingyun of the Divine Machine Academy. Please ask the master to take a look at the sake of the lineage, and take a hand to greet Lord Chen. It is also the root of the academy, and I will never give up! Master, Master, quickly! Save the young master of my family. ”

"Has Chen Bowen returned to Longyuan?" Wei Qingyun was stunned when he heard this.

Mu Yun immediately approached and said, "Where did you come from, how far are you from Long Yuan?"

"The night before, we were still five hundred miles away from Longyuan! After the young master took me to break through, let me come with a letter. Counting the distance, it should be less than 200 miles! However, they are outnumbered. And the closer to Longyuan, the stronger the force and frequency of interception. Hurry up, go and save my young master! No matter how late it is, I'm afraid it will be too late!"

When Mu Yun heard this, he immediately got up, turned around and was about to leave.

"What are you doing, going to go alone?" Mu Qingwen snorted.

When Mu Yun heard this, he immediately turned his head and said: "Wei Gezuo, five people from the four grades of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion will come to the rescue with me!"

"I'd better go!"

At this moment, Wei Qingyun stood up and stared at Mu Yun tightly.

But seeing Mu Yun shaking his head and saying, "No, that Huanxi Sect's poison is domineering, even if a few months have passed, there is still residual poison in your body, you can't go." ”

"Then I'll go!"

While speaking, Mu turned around softly and was about to leave, but was stopped by Mu Yun again.

"Senior Mu, you have a special identity, and your exercises have pierced your eyes, so don't make a move at this time. ”

Mu Qingrou was also suffocated when she heard this, now the academy has made a lot of enemies, if she lets the people on the rivers and lakes know that she is still alive in the academy, I am afraid that it will be another bloody storm.

It's just that there is no Zhuge Cangyu in the world today, who should cover the wind and rain for himself!

Just when Mu was hesitating, she saw that Mu Yun had already stood up and rushed out.

Wei Qingyun turned around and named out a few names, and even a few Heavenly Machine Pavilion cultivators followed Mu Yun and flew away.

At the same time, a carriage on the official road was galloping with all its might.

The driver was a middle-aged man, but at this moment another feather arrow pierced his shoulder.

The blood was murmuring, but the man driving did not care at all, his brows were furrowed, and he held the reins of the horse tightly in his hands, constantly urging the horse to gallop away.

In the carriage, a middle-aged scribe held a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in his arms, looking indifferently at the scenery flying by outside the window.

The green mountains are verdant, the scenery is the same as before, but I don't know if I can still enter that city!

The middle-aged scribe looked solemn, but he did not see the slightest panic.

At this moment, the galloping carriage suddenly stopped abruptly, and the horses continued to neigh.

The man in the car was also trying to hold on to the handrail to keep himself from leaning forward.

The carriage finally heard it, but heard the man driving outside the window whispering: "Master Chen, hold on to the handrails, don't come out." ”

At this moment, I heard someone say aloud: "He Yifan, it's okay to shed blood for 300 miles! You go now, I won't kill you!"

When the man driving heard this, he looked up at the masked man in the distance, and said with disdain: "Phew, cowering thing, you have the ability to take off the riding cloth on your face and show it to Lao Tzu!"

"He Yifan, if you want to die, you can't blame me!"

"Hmph, Jiangbei He Yifan, when are you afraid of death?"

"Kill!"

With the order of the leader of the leader, he saw more than a dozen strong bows suddenly shooting in volleys.

"It's really a villain!" Seeing those black-clothed men shooting bows and arrows, He Yifan couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

The voice fell, but he saw He Yifan suddenly stand up, holding the reins of the horse in one hand and a long knife in the other, and said loudly: "Lord Chen, you hold it firm!"

After saying that, He Yifan waved his arm, and the horse's reins fell heavily, and the horse was in pain, and immediately galloped.

Facing the rain of arrows in the sky, He Yifan drove forward, all kinds of arrow rain fell, the real qi around his body was surging, and between the swing of the long knife, one after another knives surged, shaking all the arrows away.

After a rain of arrows, the carriage had already rushed straight in, and the black-clothed man led by him had a cold light in his eyes, and shouted: "There is no forgiveness for killing!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen horses came to slaughter.

The long spear and the short blade came head-on, but He Yifan, who was standing in front of the carriage, was not afraid at all, and when the long knife was raised, he saw that a thief had fallen off his horse.

With one blow, the carriage still moved forward, Xu was unwilling to fight, He Yifan set up the carriage, and still rushed towards Longyuan City.

Two hundred miles, one day!

But the sound of horses' hooves behind him was like thunder, and there was no intention of giving up at all.

Coming from Muzhou, two thousand miles away, I don't know how many ambushes I encountered, are the people in the imperial capital so afraid that this young bachelor will return to the court?

On the same day, Xu Ji, the former first assistant, quietly grabbed He Yifan's hand and said: "Chen Bowen's return to Beijing this time will inevitably be full of thorns, and some people don't want to see him return to the court, so they will inevitably be intercepted halfway." ”

He Yifan heard it at the time, but he felt that it was nothing more than a young man, afraid that this upright young student would return to Longyuan.

However, what He Yifan didn't expect was that on the way back in these two thousand miles, there were more than 20 interceptions, and even if he was carrying the cultivation of the seventh-grade upper realm, he was also lost in the endless interception.

This time, only a few brothers left behind to break through, so that He Yifan drove to break through, but before he could run out of ten miles, he was intercepted again.

At this time, there is no robe around to protect him, and He Yifan can only break through alone.

Thinking in his heart, the carriage did not stop at all, and still galloped on the official road.

Looking up, the green mountains in the distance became clearer and clearer, and He Yifan knew that after turning over that mountain, it was the prosperous Longyuan City!

Hang on!

Hold on!

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him.

Just when He Yifan was surprised, he saw a huge wood suddenly rushing towards him.

In the midst of the rage, He Yifan shouted violently, the knife on the long knife soared, and with a wave of his longitudinal arm, the sharp knife surged, and the giant wood suddenly turned into sawdust.

And just as the sawdust was flying in the sky, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of He Yifan, and a shriveled and thin palm fell heavily on He Yifan's heart.

In an instant, He Yifan felt that it was dark in front of him, and when the burly figure flew back, he smashed through the already dilapidated carriage.

The carriage scattered, revealing the face of the Chinese soldier and the frightened eyes of the young man.

He Yifan was knocked away by a palm, and the black clothes fell on the carriage, and when his feet exerted force, the horse stopped with difficulty.

Chen Bowen, who was sitting in the broken carriage, gently patted the young man in his arms, and when he raised his eyes, he saw an old man in a black robe, who was looking at him coldly at the moment.

"Master Chen, don't go the rest of the way!" the old man's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were cold.

"It's been more than half gone, how can you not leave!" Chen Bowen's voice was flat and calm, and he didn't seem to take the few people in front of him seriously at all.

"You are alone, how can you go far? Xu Ge Lao has walked all his life, and finally walked out of Longyuan City. Master Zhuge has also been gone for half his life, hasn't he still come out of the way? Listening to the old man's persuasion, turning back may also be a good way out. ”

When the young scholar heard this, he suddenly smiled faintly, and after whispering two words of persuasion to the children around him, he slowly stood up, looked at the old man in front of him and said proudly: "In the world, everyone can walk on a smooth road." Even if you know that you can't go far, you don't dare to set foot on the mountain path. As everyone knows, the mountain road is tortuous, but it can lead to the secluded path, and the secluded place is the Kangzhuang Avenue, so how can I not go?"

"It seems that Lord Chen is determined not to look back?"

Chen Bowen vowed in this life to break through the road ahead, return justice to the world, and return the court to clarity. ”

When the old man heard this, he squinted his eyes slightly, the murderous intent flowed under his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "If you can't persuade and can't persuade you, don't blame the old man for it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man was about to wave his palm, but at this moment, he saw a flash of light suddenly flashing under Chen Bowen's armpit.

When the sword was shocked, Chen Bowen subconsciously raised his arm, and then saw a burly figure flash out.

He Yifan, who had not yet erased the blood from the corner of his mouth, came with a knife at this moment, and when the bright knife flashed, he had already swooped down on the old man's approach.

Seeing this, the old man snorted coldly, and with a slight shock under his feet, his whole body flew backwards.

He Yifan slashed up with his right hand, and gently sent Chen Bowen back with his left hand, and then the whole person pounced on the black-robed old man like a meteor catching the moon.

And as it approached, the long knife burst into brilliance, and the surging knife momentum suddenly spread out, and the long knife in He Yifan's hand, the knife opened and closed, like a big river flowing, and like a meteor dry moon, and the knife momentum was endless.

But at this moment, the old man in the black robe seemed to be even better, dressed in black in the continuous knife momentum, like duckweed floating in the huge waves, even if the knife momentum was monstrous, but it was difficult to match the black figure.

"I don't care what kind of cultivation you are now! Within three months, those who enter the fifth grade will get one Yuan Shengdan! Those who enter the sixth grade will get three pieces! No matter how many disciples you teach, they are all in this list!"

Listening to Mu Yun's words, the crowd couldn't believe their ears, under the temptation of great interests, the people in front of them had no time to think about their current cultivation, they were all thinking about whether Mu Yun had so many Yuan Shengdan.

And at this moment, the most burning eyes were still the eleven teachers of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, and the eleven veterans who had gone through the battle array.

No one knows the value of the Yuan Shengdan better than these people, and in the hearts of these veterans who are accustomed to life and death, they clearly know what a Yuan Shengdan represents between life and death.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the tray in Yuan Mo's hand, staring quietly, not relaxing for a moment.

"From today onwards, March is the limit!

"No!"

Everyone responded with a volley, and the eleven veterans returned to the Tianji Pavilion with a group of disciples of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion.

The days that followed were definitely a hot time.

When everyone in Tianji Pavilion left, Mu Yun turned around and casually covered the red cloth on the tray, and then walked into the Wenyuan Palace.

Wenyuan Hall is the main hall of the college, and has always been a place for the college to hold discussions, welcome guests or hold important events.

As he walked slowly, just as Mu Yun walked in front of Wei Qingyun and the others, he saw Mu Qingrou and suddenly said: "Among those people, there are not many people with high qualifications! You are tempted by the Yuan Shengdan, there are nine fewer people who can enter the fifth grade within three months, and there are at least three people who can enter the sixth grade." I just want to ask, when the time comes, you are going to give them these empty bottles?"

When Mu Yun heard this, he smiled, raised his hand and touched his neck and said, "There will be!

Seeing this, Mu Qingrou glared at Mu Yun: "The ability to draw cakes and brag is not small!Wei Qingyun, be careful that these people from your Tianji Pavilion will also run away when the time comes!"

When Wei Qingyun heard this, his face turned bitter, and he looked at Mu Yun and said, "I said, how did you come up with such a hand!

"Don't worry! What the master said, how can it not be counted, when the time comes, there will be no one!"

While speaking, several people have already aged into the Wenyuan Pavilion, and a circle of agarwood art is placed around the hall, and the craftsmanship is simple and honest.

Mu Yun stepped forward and sat down in the center, while Wei Qingyun and Mu Qingrou also sat on both sides of Mu Yun, and then looked at Wu Qianlin and Yuan Mo in the hall, as well as Ye Nannan and Wei Yingning, the six of them were still standing with their hands down.

"Mr. Wu, sit down!"

Wu Qianlin was taken aback when he heard this, and immediately said: "Master, I am just a teacher, and I can't sit in the Wenyuan Palace." ”

"From today on, you are the seat of Yingtian Pavilion, Wenyuan Palace, you can naturally sit!"

Wu Qianlin was shocked when he heard this, and just wanted to excuse himself, but saw Wei Qingyun suddenly speak: "Mr. Wu, you sit down! If it weren't for your hard work all these years, the academy wouldn't be able to wait for Mu Yun! Besides, with your knowledge, you deserve the seat of Yingtian Pavilion!"

After three excuses, Wu Qianlin was forced to sit down by Mu Yun, who got up, and Zhang Khyentse, who was not far away, didn't say a word, quietly walked behind Wu Qianlin, and stood with his hands down.

Mu Yun glanced at Zhang Khyentse and didn't say much, but turned to Jinnan and the four: "It's not a formal occasion, you can also sit!"

Jin Nan and Yuan Mo couldn't manage so much, Mu Yun spoke, and the two of them also sat down. But Ye Nannan learned from Zhang Khyentse to stand behind Mu Qinggently, and Wei Yingning naturally followed behind her grandfather.

After a few people sat down, Mu Yun looked around and said, "There are Mu seniors in Qihuang Pavilion, and Mr. Wei is still in Tianji Pavilion." Now there is Mr. Wu staring at Yingtian Pavilion! It's just that Yuan Mo, the voice of Vientiane Pavilion, is alone, and there is no Mr. Jiaoxi, let alone the pavilion. Also, this Wenyuan Hall Master and Yunxu Mansion Lord are still hanging, and if they want to re-establish the academy, they can't do without these people. ”

"What do you think?" Wei Qingyun heard this, and suddenly turned his head to look at Mu Yundao.

"Ten thousand books are in my hands, and Bauhinia is in Mu seniors. You have been keeping the green jade tiger talisman. Ying Tian Pavilion's Qingtian Pen has always been in charge of Xu Lao Pavilion, and the whereabouts of the remaining Juzi Order are unknown! I thought, first ask Xu Lao Ge Zuo to come back, take this Wenyuan Palace, and then I will go to find out the whereabouts of Juzi Ling. ”

Hearing what Mu Yun said, several people were stunned.

Xu Jigao returned to his hometown, and the reason for this is naturally clear to everyone, and now the academy has made many enemies, and those families and clans have regarded the academy as a thorn in their side, where will Xu Ji easily return to Beijing?

"I'm afraid it's not so easy to invite Elder Xu Ge back!" Wei Qingyun frowned when he heard this.

"It's okay! As long as Xu Ge Lao himself is willing to come, then no one can stop me!"

Looking at Mu Yun's domineering demeanor, Wei Qingyun and Mu Qingrou both looked strange, if they didn't know what to do, maybe these two could only treat him as a child who didn't know the height of the sky.

But both of them know that although the young person in front of you seems to be young, he has a very special soul.

The world is the best in the world, the master and the son.

Killing gods in the world, Beichen Duan Cangyun!

Fusing such two divine souls, what kind of mind and city the young man in front of him has, even Mu Qingrou and Wei Qingyun can't fully see it.

After being silent for a while, he saw Wei Qingyun suddenly say: "It is also a good way for you to use the Yuan Shengdan as a lure to inspire those remaining Tianji Pavilion to teach students! However, Tianji Pavilion can be relied on for cultivation, Qihuang Pavilion can be considered for medical skills, condensing pills, and poison control, and Vientiane Pavilion is also a place to rely on agriculture and organs. But only Ying Tiange, since ancient times, there is no first, what are you going to do? You must know, do not suffer from widowhood but unevenness! If the person in charge of power can't level the bowl of water, it is easy for an accident to happen!"

Wei Qingyun's voice fell, but when he saw Mu Qingrou on the side, he suddenly sneered: "Suffering unevenly, he can't take out a Yuan Shengdan at all now! In the Qihuang Pavilion, there are only those bottles, not a single Yuan Shengdan! This is what you should be worried about!"

Mu Yun smiled bitterly when she heard this, it seemed that Mu Qingrou always couldn't get used to herself.

And Wei Qingyun looked at Mu Yun with a shocked face, the dozens of people who had just left, hearing the eyes of Yuan Sheng Dan, Wei Qingyun felt a little frightened, if it was after March, Mu Yun would not be able to take out the Yuan Sheng Dan, but after Mu Yun's reputation was disgraced, I was afraid that the entire academy would be finished.

At this time, he saw Mu Yun suddenly say with a straight face: "The matter of Yuan Shengdan! I have my own way to solve it! It's just that this Ying Tiange, in the past, was based on Confucianism and taught chemistry students! But in the future, we must not only use articles to save people! You must know that there are many people who can write good articles! However, there are not many people who can do things well! ”

Everyone nodded slightly when they heard this, what Mu Yun said was true, there are many people who can do splendid articles, but there are very few who really serve the country and the people.

"Inherit the ambition of the master and the son, it should be planned for ten thousand years! What the academy wants to educate should not only be people, but qi! I want to make the people of Longyuan have a breath of anger in their hearts! In the future, the disciples of the academy will go on the horse to attack the crazy Hu and get off the horse to write the military book! If there is no general's ambition, will the country be stable? I want the disciples of the academy to be able to put pen to paper to settle the world, and martial arts to be able to go on the horse to determine the world! In this way, who can plan Longyuan for all generations?"

Just a few words, it shows the pride and ambition of your master.

It was only at this moment that Wei Qingyun really saw clearly that the ambition of the young man in front of him was not in the academy, not in Longyuan, or even in Jiangshan Sheji.

And in the hearts of the people of all generations, what he wants to do is not only to eradicate the status quo of the clan controlling the world, but also to establish a heart for the people.

However, just when Mu Yun was arrogant, he saw Wu Qianlin on the side and suddenly said, "Master, the academy has no money!"

Mu Yun was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Wei Qingyun, but saw Wei Qingyun suddenly exclaimed: "What do you see me doing? Now people are also young and old, and these people still have to eat. Master, if you can't get any more money, you don't have to wait three months, and you can close the door next month!"

At this moment, Mu covered her mouth softly and chuckled, and Mu Yun was speechless.

A penny is hard to beat a hero!

is full of ambition, and in front of the copper plate, it looks a little childish.

I really can't figure it out, those legendary heroes in white are victorious in snow, coming and going like the wind, where do their money come from?

Just when Mu Yun was sighing, he saw a disciple of Tianji Pavilion hurriedly running in and said, "Mr. Qiqi, Tianji Pavilion has broken into a man covered in blood, shouting to see you!"

Wei Qingyun was shocked when he heard this, and after turning his head and glancing at Mu Yun, the two of them hurried towards Tianji Pavilion.

In March, breaking through the eight-grade boundary, Mu Yun has almost completed the road that many people can't finish in their lifetime.

If it weren't for Zhuge Cangyu's remnant soul that day, explaining everything in front of Mu Qingrou and Wei Qingyun, even Wei Qingyun wouldn't be able to accept it at this moment!

When did you think about it when you entered the eighth grade?

Thirty or forty?

Mu Yun in front of him stood at the door of the small building, looking down on the academy, his expression was calm and solemn, which made it impossible to see through.

After pondering for a long time, Wei Qingyun stepped forward, stood side by side with Mu Yun and said, "Tianji Pavilion, there are quite a few people left! Now there are eleven teachers left, and thirty-six students are left, which can be regarded as empty!"

As he spoke, Wei Qingyun's expression looked a little lonely, he had worked hard for decades, but he turned his head and left the building empty.

When Mu Yun heard this, his expression was still indifferent: "Back then, if you didn't attach yourself to the clan family, they wouldn't let the Divine Machine Academy Palace enter the Ten Universities. In the final analysis, being born in an academic institution sounds better in officialdom after all. After experiencing the glory of the academy in those years, many people now know that not only the children of the clan family can become officials. The academy gave students from poor families a chance and cut off the way of many clan children. Therefore, as soon as the master went, there were ten major courtyards, and the people of those clans and families were all human spirits. Now that you have the school in your hands, you have cut off the road to the cold door, and you have given the children of the clan a more convenient road, why not? Now, you have gone to the sign of the school palace in a high-profile manner and returned to the academy. Someone goes, it's normal!"

"But, after all, it's decades of hard work! I didn't expect that so many people would leave!"

"The clan is powerful, and it is about to overshadow the imperial power!

"And what are your plans?"

When Mu Yun heard this, his deep eyes looked closely at the academy in front of him, and he was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "Ring the bell! Let them all go to Wenyuan Palace!"

After saying that, Mu Yun walked towards the academy.

Looking at Mu Yun's back, Wei Qingyun always had a strange feeling in his heart, perhaps because Mu Yun fused the power of Zhuge Cangyu's divine soul, Wei Qingyun always had a faint respect for Mu Yun.

Not long after, in front of the Wenyuan Hall of the Academy, there were dozens of people standing.

The thirty-six disciples of the Divine Machine Academy Palace were dressed in black robes at the moment, their expressions were solemn, and they lined up neatly, but they could not hide the uneasiness in their eyes.

These people are all children of the poor family who came from afar, in order to have the opportunity to enter the Longyuan army, they entered the Shenji Academy, but now the Xuegong has become the Tianji Pavilion of the academy, and those departing senior brothers and sisters all said that the Shenji Academy Palace is over, and even the academy is almost over.

However, these people came from a poor family, left their hometowns, and had no way out when they returned to their hometowns, so they all stayed with the mentality of giving it a try.

Not far away, in front of them, there were eleven people standing straight, dressed in ink-colored robes, although they were different in height, short, fat and thin, but they had one thing in common, that is, they were all promoted one by one, even the old man with white hair, there was no trace of grandeur.

This is the power of the military array, and the eleven people in front of him were all sergeants of the Longyuan military, either injured or disabled, but they were all placed in the Divine Machine Palace by Zhou Yafu.

Today, most of the teachers have left here in search of a better future, and none of these veterans have left.

One, for the military order!

Second, for kindness!

Iron-blooded man, love and righteousness, not to mention the military orders, even if the emperor wants to punish at this moment, these people will not frown.

Moreover, Wu Qianlin, Jin Nan, Yuan Mo, Ye Nannan and Zhang Khyentse are also the first five people left in the academy.

And beside Mu Yun, there are Mu Qingrou, Wei Qingyun and Wei Yingning.

Mu Yun came slowly, and everyone's eyes were focused on Mu Yun's body, a teenager who became the master of Longyuan Academy.

Then, he killed the gentleman, demolished the plaque of the school palace, scattered the Buddha on the street, and heard that he beat the household Shangshu in the court, what kind of person can do these things.

Feeling the scorching gaze of everyone, Mu Yun walked with his head held high, walking without hurrying or slowing, as if every step was on everyone's breath.

When standing in the center, Mu Yun looked at everyone, but suddenly made a deep sigh and said, "Thank you!"

For a while, everyone in front of Wenyuan Hall was stunned, but they saw Mu Yun say again: "Mu Yun is young and unworthy of the master's talent! But he steals the position of the master! Now, the academy is in crisis, but you are still staying! Mu Yun is the academy, on behalf of Zhuge Master, thank you! Now, in the name of the second generation of masters, I ask you again, I am a master, do you accept it?"

When they heard this, they looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Mu Yun took a step further and said loudly: "Okay! Since I am the master, then I will abide by the ambition of Master Zhuge and cultivate the great talents of self-cultivation, family harmony, and governing the world, and establish benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, loyalty, filial piety, loyalty, loyalty, filial piety, cowardice, moderation, forgiveness, courage, and the virtues of letting." You must know that the academy exists in the world, and the clan family will not tolerate it, and I ask again, will you leave?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was suspicious, but eleven figures suddenly took a step forward and said loudly: "With the body of a horseman, guard the morality of the world!

Iron-blooded veteran, brave and brave, neither retreat, will never retreat!

With a teacher like this, the thirty-six Tianji Pavilion students suddenly took a step closer and responded loudly: "No retreat!"

Seeing this, Mu Yun nodded slightly, raised his ruler, looked at everyone and said proudly: "Okay! Today, in the name of my master, I announce that I will reopen Ling Tian Pavilion!"

As soon as the words fell, the thirty-six students were suddenly shocked, Ling Tian of the academy, what a long name.

Ling Tian Pavilion, only the best disciples of Yingtian, Qi Huang, Vientiane, and Tianji can enter, Ling Tian Pavilion disciples can enter the Cloud Void Building, view all the classics in the world, get the elixir, and get the treasure.

In the world, martial arts, mental methods, military formations, condensing pills, refining weapons, inscriptions, organ formations, and the supreme classics of sages are all in the Yunxu Building, which is the strongest place in Longyuan Academy.

If there is no power of Zhuge Cangyu, how can the world's classics enter the momentum of Longyuan!

It's just that Master Zhuge disappeared for fifty years, and the legendary Yunxu Tower was closed for fifty years.

Now, I heard that Mu Yao is going to reopen Yunxu Tower, what shocking news!

Just when everyone was still surprised, they saw Mu Yun suddenly turn around and say to Yuan Mo: "Yuan Mo, bring the things." ”

"Yes, Master!"

Hearing this, Yuan Mo stepped forward quickly, holding a wooden plate in his hand, stood beside Mu Yun, and lifted the red cloth covering the wooden plate.

With a finger in his hand, Mu Yun pointed to the jade bottle displayed in the wooden plate and said, "These are the Yuan Shengdan of the Academy, what is the effect, I guess you all know it!"

Everyone was in an uproar again, the master's Yuan Shengdan, the legendary elixir, as long as a breath remains, it can be saved, the absolute holy medicine that brings the dead back to life, whether to save your life or not, the master has been missing for fifty years, and now the Yuan Shengdan is a gem in the world, if you take it to Beichen and change it to a prince's treasure account, it will definitely not be a problem!

When the figure flickered, Mu Yun stood on top of the star in the corner, gasping slightly.

The distance between the rulers was already quite a loss, and at this moment, there was a dragon god decision, although it stimulated a moment of strong sword qi, but at this time, there was not much true qi left in Mu Yun's body.

When Mu Yun's figure stood still, the remaining four ink shadows came again.

Seeing this, Mu Yun snorted lightly, and pounced again with the Hengtian ruler in his hand, without the slightest intention of retreating.

Mu Qingrou, who was taller, had been waiting for Mu Yun to speak, even if it was not begging for mercy, but scolding, even if there was a little bit of dissatisfaction and anger, Mu Qingrou would immediately withdraw and leave.

However, Mu Yun did not speak.

Whether it is the stubbornness of the scholars, or the dignity of the Confucian saints, or the pride of killing gods, Mu Yun is not allowed to show the slightest retreat.

Even if you die, you must not retreat even a half-step!

At the time of advancing and retreating, between life and death, Mu Yun gradually felt that all the things that were silent in his mind became more proficient at this moment.

The Nine Heavens Dragon God Determination Technique operated without any sense of suffocation, and gradually Mu Yun felt that there seemed to be a true qi flowing freely within the economy and trade, and the true qi poured out of the acupoints, which could attract the thick true qi entrenched in it.

And when the ruler is close, every move and style is gradually showing a mellow state, whether it is the ruler method left by Zhuge Cangyu, or the moves condensed by Duan Cangyun between life and death, they are gradually becoming more mature.

In an instant, Mu Yun seemed to have entered an extremely mysterious realm, and the ink shadow in front of him seemed to be no longer a person fighting for his life, but more like a fellow practitioner.

The already incomplete Liuhe Yuanyang Array was already full of flaws in Mu Yun's eyes at this moment, and even in many cases, Mu Yun could still clearly see the sword moves of these ink shadows.

Mu sat on the boulder gently, looking at Mu Yun's state clearly.

I forgot about it!

In such a state, it is hard to find, even if Mu Qingrou has already stepped into the realm of heaven and man in half a step, he has not encountered it a few times.

Suddenly, I saw that the true qi around Mu Yun's body suddenly stopped surging, but seemed to have all dispersed.

Mu Yun, who was standing with his eyes closed, suddenly retreated elegantly, and flashed the four ink shadows very delicately.

After flying away, Mu Yun still closed his eyes, holding the handle of the Hengtian ruler with one hand, and pressing on the ruler with the other, standing quietly.

Seeing Mu Yun flying away, the four ink shadows immediately rose with their swords and rushed straight towards Mu Yun.

And when he was getting closer, he saw Mu Yun's arm move lightly, and the turquoise long sword in the Hengtian ruler suddenly leaked out a section of the sword body!

In an instant, Ling Yan's sword qi surged, and one after another Gang storms rose, like a hurricane from Mu Yun's body.

The four ink shadows were crushed by that sword qi in an instant, and that sword qi seemed to be endless, and it actually separated this ink-colored heaven and earth from countless cracks!

When that touch of turquoise flickered, Mu's soft eyes suddenly moistened.

The name of the sword is Hengtian, and the sheath is a ruler!

For many years, maybe people in the world only remember the education and harmony of Hengtian Ruler, but they have forgotten the sharp edge of Hengtian Sword!

Now, when the sword was exposed by half a foot, it attracted the supreme sword intent, and muttered to himself, Mu said softly: "I didn't expect it!

The sword intent dissipated, and the world of ink painting gradually returned to peace.

And Mu Yun still stood with his eyes closed, feeling the Ling Yan sword intent that had just surged.

After a long time, Mu Yun asked, "Can this sword enter the ninth grade?"

"If the long sword is exhausted, it should be cut nine pins!"

When Mu Yun heard this, he shook his head slightly: "Can't get out!"

"Oh?"

"It's only half a foot, and I can't control it! Master's sword intent is extraordinary, but it has the potential to open the sky!"

"You see?"

"I saw it! The sword came out an inch, and I saw that the master was like a mountain! The sword came out half a foot, and I saw that the master was like the sky! If the three-foot green light came out, the master would break through the sky!"

After speaking, Mu Yun secretly shook his head and sighed again: "The second generation of masters, compared to the masters, is like ants!"

At this time, Mu Qing's tears were swaying, the sentence "The master broke through the sky and stood up" deeply stabbed Mu Qing's heart, fifty years ago, Zhuge Cangyu entered the realm of heaven and man, this sword intent was sealed into the scabbard, fifty years of long-lasting, and then half a foot out of such a prestige.

Do you see it? The mountains and rivers you are determined to protect are still the same!

Thinking of this, Mu Qing's eyes fell on Mu Yun's body, and whispered again: "The future!

After pondering for a long time, Mu looked at Mu Yun softly and said: "The master has been fighting the sword for 20 years, and he has become famous all over the world! After walking with a ruler for another 20 years, he has been obeyed by the whole world, and the ruler has shaken the rivers and lakes!

Mu Yun closed his eyes and heard the words, the corners of his mouth suddenly smiled, and he laughed at himself: "It is really difficult to go from luxury to frugality!"

"That's what I'm afraid of! I was young and looked at the sky, and I saw things that were too high, so I was inevitably impetuous!"

"What then?"

"It's easy to do!

In an instant, several sunspots fell to the chessboard again!

Mu Yun was shocked: "Aren't you going to rest?"

Mu smiled softly and said, "I forgot!"

The ink shadow struck again, and Mu Yun was speechless and choked.

For the whole month of March, Mu Yun struggled to survive in this black and white world, and all day long, like ink blacks falling from the sky, turning into black clothes and fighting with Mu Yun.

Mu Qingrou seems to be completely out of the way of chess, and there is no way to play chess.

But Mu Qingrou has a half-step realm of heaven and man, and the cultivation under the nine grades of the sunspot is long, and the woman is a little moody, sometimes only one or two sons, so as to sharpen Muyun's martial arts moves and break the formation.

And sometimes, he fell more than 20 sons in a row like crazy, and poor Mu Yun died and came back to life in a kind of black shadow holding all kinds of weapons!

In March, Muyun's realm stabilized at the eight-rank initial realm, and it was also a real grandmaster-level cultivation, but in Mu Qingrou's eyes, it was still outrageously weak.

The master of the academy has always looked down on the world, and he is only eight grades, which is too embarrassing!

In the face of Mu Qing's evaluation, Mu Yun could only shrug his shoulders helplessly, although Mu Yun was not complacent, but he also knew that the martial arts were all the way, and he walked through it in a down-to-earth manner, which was really his own, and it was not a good thing to pull out the seedlings to help them grow.

On this day, Mu Yun and Mu Qingrou withdrew from the Yixian Array, practiced penance for three months, and fought all day long, this time it was the ultimate.

In the past few days, Mu Yun's heart has become more and more angry, and his moves have become more and more ruthless, and both of them know that if they continue, they are afraid that it will backfire.

Moreover, the emperor ordered Muyun to be grounded for three months, during which the time for March had arrived, and if he didn't go out and walk around, it would make people feel that the young master was afraid.

On that day, he promised the emperor in the court that he wanted to find something to do for those people, but it was not a way to stay in the academy all the time.

When the two left Yunxu Building and returned to Xiaozhu, they saw several familiar figures waiting in the courtyard.

When his body stood still, Wei Qingyun's eyes were staring at Mu Yun tightly, but seeing that Mu Yun's aura around him was becoming more and more restrained, he couldn't help but nod slightly, and the results of his penance in March were fruitful.