When the Martial God Monument fell, White Tiger City instantly quieted down a lot, and the masters hidden around retreated one after another. Although the legend of the martial god has passed for more than a thousand years, its prestige is still alive today. No one took the wordless stele of the Martial God seriously at the earliest, and as a result, the names of countless people appeared on the Martial God Stele, including the masters of the Divine Realm, and all the names of the people who appeared on the stele were people who violated the will of the Martial God, and all of them died without accident, and since then the Wordless Stele of the Martial God has a terrifying deterrent effect. The Martial God is one of the most powerful contenders for the first person in the Three Realms after the Sword God.

Far away outside the White Tiger City, a resolute-faced man was wandering aimlessly around the land with a golden spear on his back. A peak soul beast in the sky suddenly flew down and swooped towards the man. The man's face did not change, only one shot, and the golden shadow of the spear penetrated the heaven and earth and directly killed the peak soul beast.

This person is none other than Ji Wu, a member of the Qilin clan who has been separated from Ye Xiao for many days, since the death of his grandfather and eldest brother, he has no worries, only accompanied by guns, wandering and practicing in the vast wilderness realm, and has been the peak of the cultivation of the Four Elephant Realm.

A gray shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was startled in his heart, he was not aware of the man's arrival, as if he was already standing there.

"Who are you?" Ji Wuxian looked at the visitor vigilantly.

"Shoot. The man in gray had no more words.

Ji Wuxian has no fear of holding the Golden Spirit Overlord Gun, and I have the momentum of having a gun in the world, and soon entered the realm of the unity of man and gun, but the simple and unpretentious shot contains infinite power.

However, this forward shot was stopped by a finger of the man in gray. "Is that what it takes?"

Ji Wuxian's face was angry, his eyes lost his mind, the whole person and the gun were completely integrated, at this moment he was a real gun, this gun swept through the surrounding air, making a buzzing sound, mixed with wind and thunder.

"The true meaning of the fairy road, the true meaning of the gun? The man in gray nodded, and still stopped Ji Wuxian with only one finger.

Ji Wuxi was not convinced, "Come again!" The blood-colored crystal armor covered the whole body, Ji Wuxi's strength and speed were raised to a higher level again, and the family legend "Blood Yuan Jing Jia Gong" had been completely mastered by him, and the side effects of "Blood Yuan Jing Jia Gong" were not worth mentioning at all in front of Ji Wuxi's resolute martial will. The golden Golden Spirit Overlord Spear was coated with a layer of blood light, turning into a ten-meter spear shadow and suddenly rushing towards the gray-clothed man, like a dragon coming out of the abyss. However, there was no difference, and this terrifying move was once again stopped by a finger from the man in gray.

"Who is the senior?" Ji Wuxi knew that the mysterious person in front of him was probably the strongest person he had ever seen, even far surpassing the Qilin Patriarch Ji Hao.

"Aren't you going to participate in the Sword God Inheritance Trial over there in White Tiger City?" the man in gray suddenly asked.

Ji Wuxi shook his head, hugged the Golden Spirit Overlord Gun and said, "I have a gun, what is the use of a sword." ”

The man in gray was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "You really look like me." Go, go there and have fun, you can't continue to improve your strength here, the sky is arrogant like clouds in the heavenly domain, and the people are like rain where you should go, as for the inheritance of the sword god, it is secondary. ”

The gray-clothed man looked at the golden gun in Ji Wuxi's arms with affection and admonished: "The Golden Spirit Overlord Gun is a relic of my friend, and it has accompanied me for thousands of years, you should cherish it for a good life." With that, the man in gray disappeared from his place, as if he had never appeared.

At this moment, the Golden Spirit Overlord Spear trembled with excitement, as if he was reluctant to leave the man in gray.

Although Ji Wuxian still didn't know who the man in gray was, he knew that it was the man in gray who saved him and left the Golden Spirit Overlord Gun. Since this person shouldn't hurt him, Ji Wuxian turned around and walked in the direction of White Tiger City.

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In the White Tiger Academy, Ye Xiao found Mu Chengshu again to answer his inner doubts.

Mu Chengshu still stayed in the study to write and paint, while Ye Xiao stood aside respectfully and asked, "Master, who listed the list of heroes and heroes that day? ”

Ye Xiao had this doubt in his heart.

Mu Chengshu stopped the pen in his hand and smiled, "It's a boring work of the heavenly operator." ”

"Who is that?" Ye Xiao asked curiously.

"Tianjiaozi is the first diviner of the Three Realms, and his computing power is unparalleled, even if he has never seen those Tianjiao masters, he can calculate their approximate strength, and the Tianjiao list and the human masterpiece list cannot be said to have no omissions, but the overall is still accurate, and it is updated once a year. But you'll never want to be on the list. Mu Chengshu said suddenly.

"Master, what does this mean, why can't I be on the list?" Ye Xiao looked puzzled.

"As I said, the computing power of the heavenly operator is unparalleled, and those genius heroes can't escape his calculations. But there is one thing in you that shields your heavenly machine, and he can't count you. Mu Chengshu is very confident in this, although his calculation ability is not as good as that of the heavenly operator, it is not weak, but at the beginning, Ye Xiao stood in front of him and asked him to help save Ji Yushan, and let him calculate, but he only calculated some irrelevant things.

"What is the thing that shields the heavenly machine?" Ye Xiao himself didn't understand, "Forget it, in that case, it's convenient for me to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger." ”

"There's a guest coming, you and Zi let me go and receive it. Mu Chengshu suddenly put down the pen in his hand and said.

"Guest?" When Ye Xiao was puzzled, Junzi Rang came out of a painting in the study, "It's a Confucian from the fairy world." ”

At the gate of the White Tiger City Academy, eight people have been waiting here for a long time, and the eight people are all dressed as scholars, but the patterns embroidered on the robes are different, four people have embroidered bamboo on their chests, and four people have chrysanthemums embroidered on their chests.

Jun Zirang and Ye Xiao introduced to Ye Xiao on the way to welcome guests: "Confucianism in the fairy world is divided into four major forces, namely 'Bailu Academy', 'Yuelu Academy', 'Yingtian Academy' and 'Songyang Academy'. As for distinguishing who is from which academy, it is very simple, Bailu Academy is marked by plum blossoms, Yuelu Academy is orchids, and Yingtian Academy and Songyang Academy are bamboo and chrysanthemum. Mr. was born in Bailu Academy, and Bailu Academy should not have sent anyone here this time. ”

While speaking, the two rushed to the door and greeted the eight people who came forward.

Ye Xiao fixed his eyes, these eight people are all dressed as scholars, but they are all dressed as scholars, but they have an extraordinary temperament, the four of them have bamboo embroidered on their chests, they should have been from Yingtian Academy, and the four of them have chrysanthemums embroidered on their chests, which shows that they are from Songyang Academy.

"It was the two holy sons of Confucianism who came, and my White Tiger Academy was thriving. Brother, let me introduce you to you. Junzi Rang pointed to the tallest person among the eight and said, "This is Tianjiao, who was born in Yingtian Academy, Senior Brother Cao Shiwen Cao. Ye Xiao looked at it, in addition to his tall figure, his appearance was even more extraordinary, and he had a scholarly temperament all over his body, which was in line with the sentence 'There is poetry and calligraphy in the belly'.

"I've seen Senior Brother Cao. Ye Xiao said respectfully, there should still be a number of courtesies.

Cao Shiwen nodded, but his mind was only on Junzi Rang.

Then Junzi Rang pointed to another man with an ordinary, silent and introverted personality and introduced: "This is a proud son from Songyang Academy, although Senior Brother Zi does not like to laugh and speak, but he is also a bright and upright person." ”

"I've seen Senior Brother Zi. Ye Xiao also gave a courtesy.

Zi Buyu also nodded, looking around the White Tiger Academy. Then Jun Zirang introduced the other six people who followed, all of whom were the leaders of the two academies.

"Zi Rang, do you really plan to retreat in this place for the rest of your life, and don't want to go back to Jun's house?" Cao Shiwen suddenly said to Jun Zirang.

Junzi Rang showed a bitter face, "Thank you Senior Brother Cao for your concern, I am puzzled, the truth is unknown, I don't plan to go back at the moment." ”

Cao Shiwen sighed: "It is really a great misfortune for my Confucianism that the dignified Jun family ended up with a father and son turning against each other, and the brothers became enemies, but you have always been a victim of this matter, and the four major academies will stand on your side, so why should you wronged yourself." ”

Junzi Rang shook his head, "I voluntarily followed Mr. down." ”

"Where is Mr. Mu at the moment?" Cao Shiwen asked.

"It's in the study. The gentleman replied.

Cao Shiwen said to Zi Bu on the side: "Brother Zi, you and I are new to this place, let's go and meet Mr. Mu first." ”

Zi Buyu nodded, and a group of ten people walked towards Mu Chengshu's study.

"It's poetry and silence, is it comfortable to live in White Tiger City?" Mu Chengshu smiled at the two.

Cao Shiwen shook his head, "The aura of the Savage Realm is thin, it is like suddenly coming from the ocean to the desert, how can you live comfortably." Sir, I still can't figure out why you have to give a lecture in White Tiger City. The cultural context of the barbarian realm is weak, emphasizing martial arts over literature, and the anger is extremely heavy. ”

Mu Chengshu explained: "It is precisely because of this that I hope that my Confucian culture can flourish in this barren land. ”

"That's... Is there any eyebrows about Zhou Budu's predecessors?" Cao Shiwen asked cautiously, he knew that another reason why Mu Chengshu stayed in White Tiger City was to investigate the cause of Zhou Budu's death. As soon as Zhou Budu died, the White Deer Academy, where Mu Chengshu was located, fell from the first place of the four major academies in an instant, which was a huge loss and nightmare for the White Deer Academy.

Mu Chengshu's tone sank, but he shook his head, "No, the enemy is very deep. This time, Bailu Academy did not send anyone to come because of Uncle Zhou's affairs, after all, Uncle Zhou summoned the people of Bailu Academy before his death not to track down his affairs. I voluntarily left White Deer Academy to investigate this matter, and it has been ten years, but I have found nothing. ”

Cao Shiwen sighed: "Mr. Mu, I'm afraid the words of Senior Zhou are also for your good, why are you so obsessed with the truth." With your knowledge and cultivation, you will be able to take charge of the White Deer Academy sooner or later, and you will not let the White Deer Academy fall into the chaotic situation it is today. ”

"Uncle Zhou treats me like a son, how can I let him die in vain. Don't get involved in this matter, I know you're here for the time world in the Linlang Pavilion, so let you take them there. The Sword God Trial is not long in coming, you have to take advantage of these times, if my Confucian disciple wins this Sword God inheritance, it will also be a blessing for my Confucianism. Mu Chengshu said.

Then the gentleman and Ye Xiao took the eight of them to Linlang Pavilion, Ye Xiao wondered in his heart that the relationship between the four academies was very strange, and I was afraid that there were many secrets hidden behind it.