Above the clear blue sky, there were a few white clouds, like a huge ball of cotton.

Under a clear sky, on the top of a mountain. There was a young scholar standing, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, but his body exuded a natural and majestic aura, which was a kind of aura that only a saint had.

Opposite him, there was a man in black, who was wearing a black-bottomed gold court robe, and on his clothes was the pattern of an ancient divine beast Pixiu!

"Your Majesty wants to refine the elixir of immortality for him?" After listening to Dong Zhongshu's words, the three generations of saints of the Medical Academy, Zhang Ji showed a sneer on his face: "The elixir of immortality, the first two generations of saints of the Medical Academy have not succeeded in refining, and the peerless heroes like the Demon Emperor King Qin cannot succeed, please forgive me for being powerless." ”

"Your Majesty also knows the difficulty of this matter, so you will let some high-level alchemists assist you, you just need to lead them and refine with them. Dong Zhongshu said. Refining the elixir of immortality is a huge project, which requires the medical sage to preside over and check the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials, and several senior alchemists to assist. If there is any mistake, it will not be successful.

"Your Majesty's kindness is in my heart, and I have no intention of doing things for the imperial court. You can go back. Zhang Ji said indifferently. The second-generation saint Xia Wuqi died because of refining the elixir of immortality, and finally his mental strength was exhausted, how could he repeat the mistakes of the past?

"Since you did not obey His Majesty's dispatch, I had no choice but to invite you personally. Dong Zhongshu said indifferently.

"It's ridiculous that you, the dean of the Confucian Academy, are condescending to the court and submitting to secular power. It is unwise to be so wasted and cultivated. The scholar in Tsing Yi faced him and said coldly.

"You have your way, I also have mine, what's unwise?" Dong Zhongshu said with a smile.

"In that case, let's fight. Zhang Ji looked stunned and said.

"It's a pity that your hundred-year cultivation is about to fall short. The official said indifferently.

"The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. ”

Zhang Ji's expression froze, and his palm waved.

Break the sky!

In an instant, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark, and the day became night. Above the vast canopy, countless bright stars dotted with stars. In the 'starry sky' behind him, countless huge meteorites were running towards him, merging into his body and forming his Shinto attack power.

"Boom!"

A majestic scholarly qi formed a gang qi, which directly pierced the sky and bombarded Zhang Ji. Between the entire heaven and earth, there seems to be only such a terrifying existence.

"Su Wen"

At the same time, a huge book spirit appeared in the void above Zhang Ji's head, and under the dark night, this book spirit was like a page of a boat in the sea.

Don't be black and white!

A majestic golden light emanated from his book spirit, like a blazing sun, to shine on the heavens and the earth. The black-clothed man's divine aura that was enough to pierce the heavens and the earth instantly bombarded the book spirit, and the book spirit trembled.

Celestial Dao, shattered stars!

A huge fist like an ancient giant fell from the sky and directly bombarded down. "Boom" There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the book spirit in the void of the scholar in Tsing Yi was directly crushed in an instant.

"Poof!" a stream of blood spurted out of Zhang Ji's mouth.

It seems that entering the court not only does not affect your cultivation, but doubles your Shinto power. The scholar in Tsing Yi said in a trembling voice. With his amazing talent, this man founded his own Shinto through the supernatural powers of the Confucian Academy. The Divine Way of the Prophet is really powerful and terrifying.

"Entering the court is also my way. The man in black said lightly, "It's a pity that you haven't mastered the magical power of 'Ancient Innocence', otherwise, I would not be your opponent." ”

After saying that, the man in black didn't look back. As soon as his body moved, he was already floating in the air between the mountain peaks. In an instant, it was gone. Treat the strong saints, you can only crush, not blaspheme.

......

In a valley where flowers are in full bloom, a little girl in green clothes like pink makeup is curiously staring at the butterflies on the flowers. A pair of big flickering eyes, very smart.

Suddenly, a man stumbled in.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" the little girl hurriedly went over to support Zhang Ji, panicking in her heart. At the same time, with a small pink hand, carrying his pulse, I wanted to treat him.

"Su asked, my father doesn't need your treatment, and you can't cure it. I don't have much time left, and you have to keep in mind what I have to say. Middle-aged scholar Zhang Xuanji said in a trembling voice.

"Father, who the hell hurt you!" cried the little girl. She was smart enough to know that her stepfather was hurt by someone else, not sick.

"Don't cry, listen to me. Zhang Xuanji shouted. Bian Suwen was so frightened that he immediately put away his crying and looked at his father with some horror. "You are not allowed to investigate the cause of my death in the future, nor are you allowed to take revenge. ”

Hearing his father's words, Bian Suwen was a little dazed and at a loss.

"This is the jade ring of our Medical Academy, when you are eighteen years old, you will go to the Medical Academy!" Zhang Xuanji took off a ring from her wrist and placed it in her palm. After saying that, the three generations of saints of this healer have fallen.

At this time, the little girl only knew how to cry. She still doesn't understand what death is, what is eternal parting.

Although Zhang Ji told her to cultivate until she was eighteen years old before going to the College of Medicine to succeed as the dean, when she was fifteen years old, several tutors from the College of Medicine asked her to go out and succeed as the dean. After Zhang Ji's death, the medical academy fell apart and was already divided into two factions. One school of thought believes that medicine is the foundation of the medical academy, while the other believes that poison is the foundation.

Therefore, there is an urgent need for a leader to lead the medical academy and prevent the two factions from dividing the academy. So these mentors found Bian Su and asked. Because she has the Dean's Ring, she is the rightful heir. In fact, over the years, it was also the tutor of the academy who took care of her, otherwise she would not have survived alone.

At the age of fifteen, he went to the medical college of Chu and inherited the position of dean. It's hard to imagine how difficult it is for a fifteen-year-old girl to take on a big responsibility. At this time, the academy was divided into two factions, some people wanted to harm her, and of course there were people who supported her. However, she is very smart, and it took less than two years to regain the cohesion of the medical college.

And Bian Suwen has also been recognized by the world, recognizing her as the dean of one of the seven colleges.

But to this day, she still doesn't know who killed Zhang Ji. Because the battle between the saints is a secret, and it is impossible for anyone except the parties to know it. Of course, she also had some suspicions, but with her current cultivation as a scholar of Hallym University, she did not have the ability to investigate some clues.

......

In the temple of the rites, when the third saint was offering incense, Bian Suwen's eyes moistened a little, and tears lingered on her long eyelashes. Zhang Ji is her only relative in this world. Although there were mentors who supported her at the Faculty of Medicine, these mentors championed her for their own purposes and did not give her the feeling of family.

Although she is usually a high-ranking dean, she is respected. But in front of the statue of Zhang Ji, there was still a trace of weakness.

Bian Suwen couldn't help but glance back at Li Changsheng at this time, this Han Guoshi, who was five years younger than her, was about to become, in addition to Zhang Ji, the other, the most important person in her life.

"Li Changsheng, you give them incense, after the incense, you will be an official disciple of the Medical Academy. Bian Su asked, "But the official disciple of the Medical Academy is just a name. What you want to do in the future, the academy won't ask. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Su. Li Changsheng nodded. As the dean, Bian Suwen gave him some privileges to let him be unfettered, which was what Li Changsheng wanted to see the most. If he is restrained, he will feel uncomfortable. At the same time, he is a great Han countryman, and it is impossible to be subject to too much control.

After speaking, he stepped forward, picked up three pillars of incense, and offered incense to the three saints respectively. This etiquette is like a disciple of Confucianism, offering incense to Confucius and Mencius, just like a disciple of Legalism, offering incense to Shang Yang and Han Fei...... The etiquette is the same.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the Haoyue Sword Sect, he did not become a disciple of Confucianism, nor did he become a disciple of the military family, but instead became a disciple of the Medical Academy, which is really unpredictable. Li Changsheng thought in his heart, but presumably Emperor Wu would be very happy after knowing about this matter. is not only a person from the medical academy, but also an alchemy genius, such a person is more suitable for refining the elixir of immortality.

"Li Changsheng, you can use the supernatural powers of the seven academies, so if you want to learn the supernatural powers of other academies in the future, our academy will not bother. Moreover, you are a great Han scholar, so you are not an ordinary disciple in the academy. How about I let you be my personal disciple and be controlled by me alone?" Bian Su asked.

Only under her control? Li Changsheng's heart fluttered, this sentence sounded so kind. It's like a couple of lovers, a woman says to her lover.

"Okay, thank you for asking the teacher. Li Changsheng said.

He is very satisfied with this identity. To put it simply, Li Changsheng was just a disciple of Bian Su asking a person. It is equivalent to Bian Suwen being Zhang Ji's righteous daughter, and the tutor of the academy can only respect her, but has no right to send her.

"Alright, the salute is over. You can move around freely, I still arranged accommodation for you, let Mo'er take you there. I still have a lot of things to take care of, so I won't take you with me. Bian Su asked.

"Okay. Li Changsheng nodded.

So he and Mo'er left the temple together, while Bian Suwen went to the 'dean's office' to meet with the acting dean Chun Yu Tiying to discuss the matter of the medical college conference.

"That building is the Suwen Academy, and it is a place for medical disciples to learn medical skills. This is the Lingshu Academy, where the disciples of the academy learn poison arts......" Along the way, Mo'er pointed to the building in the academy and introduced it to Li Changsheng.

(To be continued.) )