"Sure enough, it's one of the five tyrants, and it's so unscrupulous!" In the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, the voice of the chief steward was obviously filled with extremely strong anger, "I don't believe it, among the great departing capital masters, there can be no Wang Fa!"

"The justice of the king's law is for me to leave the people. As for you disciples of the 'Soul Losing Sect', or the little minions in the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, there is really nothing to tell you about the royal law. Meng Siao said on the ground, "Your big treasurer Long Zaiyuan, with a group of killers from the 'Soul Loss Sect', is going to assassinate the **** who was beaten and knelt by me in the afternoon. I advise you not to be stubborn. You should know my temper, and you should also know my methods, how did the great elder of the Ram family, who colluded with the Taiyi Sect, die, I don't think you don't know. ”

"Meng Siao! Don't think that if you have the four great emperor-level demon beasts, you will be able to run rampant! This is the Jingshi! At the foot of the Son of Heaven! You are the one who speaks of the king's law! You killed our big treasurer, and you want to bite us back, slandering us as a rebel party of the Demon Gate and the Dragon Slaying Pavilion-" The chief steward shouted loudly, "You fools, do you regard everyone in this Jingshi, His Majesty the Holy Ming Emperor, as fools?"

Before he could finish his words, a rush of footsteps came from the street to the east.

Zhuge Fei glanced at it from a distance, and saw that in a pile of torches, he could vaguely see the appearance of some official uniforms.

"It's from the Gyeonggi Yamen. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Also, in the middle of the night, to make such a big movement, unless Li Feng doesn't want the official robe he is wearing, otherwise, the people from the Yamen in Gyeonggi should almost be there." ”

"It's not just people from the Gyeonggi Yamen who came. Cao An also glanced at it and said lightly, "There are a lot of shopkeepers of all sizes in Jingshi." ”

"There is also a big Confucian who likes to watch the excitement. Meng Siao smiled and beckoned to the north, "Since Wang Zhong Daru has already come, why don't you show up and see him? Or does Daru have a habit of hiding in the dark and peeping?"

"The cultivation of the backer is really amazing. Wang Zhong's voice came slowly, "At the age of the backer marquis, the genius who has cultivated to the realm of condensing the gods, looking at the major dynasties, is also rare, and he can count them on two hands." ”

Meng Si smiled arrogantly and sneered at each other: "Is the Great Confucian praising me, or is he boasting about himself by praising me?" The youngest Great Confucian in the history of the 'Supreme Holy Pavilion', this seems to be more amazing than my cultivation in the Concentrating Realm." ”

"!" He Song jumped to his feet again, "Fifth Shao, why have you cultivated to the Divine Concentration Realm?!Just kidding!When you were hunting in the spring two months ago, didn't you just be promoted to the Forging Body Realm? Why are you now even completing the 'Transformation Spirit' and being promoted to the Spiritual Concentration Realm!"

"One great realm a month - no, counting the spiritual realm, that is a great realm of one and a half a month!" Cao An said in amazement, "Fifth Shao, you are too blatant to open up this special way! To be honest, did you take any panacea again?"

Liu Xiaobie suddenly remembered the conversation of several people in the VIP box on the west side of the third floor of Longyuan Pavilion in the afternoon, and suddenly said with some surprise: "Wu Shao, is this the result of your cultivation in that holy land during this time?"

As soon as he reminded him, the rest of the gentlemen remembered this incident one after another, and their eyes showed extremely expectant looks.

Meng Siao smiled, nodded and said, "It can't be regarded as a real cultivation holy land, at most it can be regarded as a periphery." ”

"!" He Song jumped to his feet again, "The periphery is so exaggerated, that real cultivation holy land, isn't it able to make people's cultivation realm, a thousand miles a day? Damn! It seems that Lao Tzu will go all out to retreat tomorrow, and if he cultivates to the 'Transformation Spirit Realm' one day earlier, he will be able to go to that holy land one day earlier!"

"You think too much, in a few days, the academy will draw lots to decide our respective training tasks, if you want to close the pass, let's wait until you graduate from the academy. Liu Xiaobei rolled his eyes and reminded.

He was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Go to the special Xiansheng Academy, Lao Tzu will not read! Lao Tzu will become a master like Wu Shao in the future, instead of being a rotten Confucian with a mouth full of 'who cares about it'!"

Wei Wuyang smiled: "It doesn't seem that we can decide. ”

Qi Wenhua also smiled and said: "You dead fat man dare to go to the academy and tell those Confucians that Lao Tzu is no longer reading, believe it or not, His Majesty cut your title in minutes and demoted you to a commoner?"

"It's okay to skip some classes, but this experience is related to the year-end evaluation. Zhuge Fei looked at the fat man and said, "If you fail the evaluation, you will have to repeat the grade." A few of us have more or less had a record of repeating grades, if it weren't for this, Bu Fan would have graduated from the academy last year. ”

Ram Bufan said lightly: "But this year, I will definitely be able to graduate from the academy smoothly, and when the time comes, I can retreat and practice without distractions, and impact the 'Transformation Spirit Realm' as soon as possible." ”

"Hearing the conversation of you people, I finally understand why the Ancestral Saint Academy, which was famous in the past, has now fallen to such a point. Wang Zhong's figure gradually revealed in the night, and he was still carrying the arrogant little scholar by his side.

Wang Zhong stepped forward, looked at the crowd, and sighed lightly: "Especially seven years ago, after Meng Tiance disappeared, there are no more decent characters in the Xiansheng Academy where you left. In the last 'Hundred Academies Controversy', do you know what is the ranking of your Ancestral Saint Academy?"

After a pause, before a few people could speak, he had already answered the question by himself: "It's the seventy-ninth! Tsk, all of a sudden, from the top three, to the seventy-ninth! Just because Meng Tiance is gone, and the rest of you are all mud that can't support the wall! Don't be in a hurry to refute me first-"

He saw Sima Mad and Cao An open their mouths, as if they wanted to open their mouths to argue, so he waved his hand and interrupted: "Do you know how many academies participated in the last 'Hundred Academies Controversy'? One hundred and twenty-seven! That is to say, your Xiansheng Academy, after losing that Meng Tiance, the real level is actually within the top fifty among the academies of the major dynasties in the Zhongzhou Continent! This is the real level of your Great Departure!"

"Let go of your mother's fart!" He Song, who doesn't care if you are a Confucian or a master, jumped up and scolded Wang Zhong directly, "You only dared to say this after the disappearance of the Tiance boss! If the Tiance boss is still there, see if he swells your little white face in minutes!"