The number one person in the Guangming Academy, with supreme power and absolute majesty, is naturally the master of this generation of the Guangming Academy, Wu Tianji.

followed by the protector Shengang, and the great priest Wang Xuangang.

It's just that for many years, this palace master Shenlong has been rare to see, hidden in the world, and almost all the affairs of the palace are presided over by the great sect secretary Wang Xuangang, so that many people have almost forgotten the existence of the palace master.

But when the name is mentioned, all are to look most respectful and humble.

You must know that the palace masters of the Guangming Academy Palace in the past generations have been promoted to the Holy Son from among the many godsons, and finally passed the trial and entered the Palace of Light, and they have to go through nine life and death passes to obtain the recognition of the Palace of Light before they can inherit the position of the palace master.

Therefore, each generation of the masters of the Bright Academy Palace is a monster, an absolute monster, and it can even be said that their strength is not under the twelve thrones.

This generation, in particular, is even more alternative.

Wu Tianji, there have long been rumors in the world that this palace master has an extraordinary background, he is the ancestor of Great Xia, and his blood is amazing, and he has shown unimaginable talent and strength since he was a child.

After being promoted to the Holy Son that year, he entered the Temple of Light, and even defeated and subdued the first king of that generation, and his strength is still a legend.

Later, he was present in many major events, such as the rise of the Twelve Thrones, the change of Emperor Qin's seizure of the palace, and the fierce coercion of the Hall of Light.

Therefore, although Wu Tianji traveled all over the world and did not ask about religious affairs, he had a very high prestige in the Guangming Academy.

"That kid has already attracted the attention of the palace master!?" Ying Beichen said in disbelief.

In his eyes, Wu Tianji was high above, his legacy was like a god, beyond the red dust, and there seemed to be nothing that could arouse his interest.

Even Ying Beichen, known as one of the most outstanding geniuses in the Guangming Academy in the past twenty years, has already stepped into the ranks of those who control it at such an age, and will definitely become the mainstay of the Guangming Academy in the future.

is so amazing, and has never received the favor and guidance of Wu Tianji.

A little guy like Wang Qiong actually caught the attention of Wu Tianji, and even issued an order to let Wang Xuangang protect it?

This...... This is simply beyond the cognitive boundaries of Ying Beichen.

"Why?" Ying Beichen blurted out, unable to understand at all.

Why does the dignified Guangming Academy want to protect a body of great sin, and it is under the advance of offending the Guangming Temple.

"Wang Qiong is the ...... named by the Hall of Light"

"You have to remember ......," Wang Xuangang shouted in a deep voice, interrupting Ying Beichen's words.

The eyes of this great priest are as calm as water, although they are not rippling, they hide undercurrents.

"The Temple of Light is the Temple of Light...... Don't confuse us with us......"

Airplanes......

Ying Beichen's brain roared, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

A person like him, many things don't need too many words at all, as long as a word is on-demand, he can penetrate everything and think through all the joints.

It was precisely because of this that he knew what kind of meaning was hidden behind Wang Xuangang's seemingly simple words.

At that time, the sages of the human race went forward one after another, in order to ensure that the fire of mankind was not extinguished, founded the Temple of Light, stood on the sky, stepped on the territory and was born, generous and sad, and the rivers and mountains shed blood, so that this immortal Taoist system was passed down.

Even the sages who founded the Bright School Palace back then were all from the Bright Temple.

Over the years, the Guangming Palace and the Guangming Palace have always been interdependent, related to advance and retreat, and share honor and disgrace.

But now Wang Xuangang's voice revealed a hint of unusual flavor, and the Guangming Academy Palace didn't seem to want to continue to maintain such a relationship.

"The Great Secretary of Education...... This matter ......" Ying Beichen's expression changed.

Compared with Wang Qiong, the signal transmitted by Wang Xuangang is a major event related to the future of Qianqiu.

"In the world, if you are poor, you will change, if you change, if you change, if you are long, everything is impermanent, there is nothing strange about it. Wang Xuangang didn't say anything, but said lightly.

"But......" Ying Beichen couldn't help but say.

Breaking away from the Temple of Light, this is a big deal, and if it affects the whole body, it may even cause a monstrous disaster.

"When the sage founded the Guangming Academy, he once said that the times are changing, the fate is torrenting, the light of the past will eventually be annihilated, and the new light will be ignited and ......reborn in destruction," Wang Xuangang sighed leisurely.

The sages of that era had already foreseen the changes that would come.

Perhaps on the day when the sage founded the Bright Academy, he had already expected that one day, the Bright Academy would part ways with the Bright Palace and embark on a different path.

"This is a big deal!" said Ying Beichen.

If this was the future that was destined to happen, he didn't dare to imagine it.

"Don't panic, there is still a long time, maybe 10 years, maybe 20 years, and what we need to do now is to cultivate the seeds that are enough to entrust the future. Wang Xuangang said lightly.

This is Wu Tianji's plan, in fact, over the years, the master of the Bright Academy has traveled the world, and has found a lot of seeds of bad luck, and they all shoulder the hope of the future of the Bright Academy.

When the time comes, these seeds will be in the spotlight.

"Wang Qiong is also one of them!?" Ying Beichen couldn't help but ask.

Wang Xuangang nodded: "You have to remember that he is very special." ”

Ying Beichen understood that if this was a big plan set by the palace master, then his personal grudges would naturally be nothing, and he had to put it aside.

"That Mending Heaven Guild ......"

"Let's wait and see what happens! Wang Xuangang said lightly.

In fact, he didn't know what the truth was behind it, and he wouldn't know until that day.

......

Imperial capital, West Mountain!

The moon rabbit rises in the east, and the branches are three or two, and the shadow like a bird's claw falls through the sieve.

In the sympathy of the cold pool, a figure slowly rose from the water, and as soon as the liquid on his body touched the air, it condensed into flesh and blood.

"Liuyue'er, you are so bold that you have ignored the canons and waited so long to reply. Sen Ran's voice sounded under the moonlit night.

Liuyue'er's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, looking at the visitor, revealing a touch of jealousy.

"Sailor month, I have already made it clear that there is a reason for this. ”

"There is a reason for it, and it may not be innocent!"

Sailor Yue's black hair stood on end, exuding an icy chill all over his body, and even the black pool water was icy and clean, and the surrounding grass and trees were like a cold winter.

Liuyue'er's complexion changed suddenly, the man in front of her was a master in the Dark Church, belonging to the purple lightning level, and she only belonged to the white rainbow level, and the other party's identity was two levels higher than him.

The disparity is unimaginable, and this trick can make her pay a heavy price.

The ghostly figure appeared in front of Liuyue'er, and the frost struck people, freezing everything.

"The Church of Darkness is too petty. ”

At this moment, a loud sound rang out, and a terrifying aura shook everything away.

Sailor Yue's complexion changed suddenly, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and he subconsciously retreated, and almost at the same moment, a broad palm landed on his shoulder.

"Did you send only a little guy to talk to me?" Wang Qiong chuckled, as gentle and gentle as a pig slaughtering a sheep.

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