Spring went to the summer solstice, and the entire Yunqin Empire began to heat up, but in the northernmost Qingluan Academy of the Dengtian Mountain Range, it seemed to be like spring and did not change much.

In the Valley of Trials, Luo Houyuan was still standing in the cave where he lived on the cliff as usual, looking at the flowing clouds in the sky in front of him, and slowly making some movements.

Below his cave, in the mountains and forests, an old man of his age, full of silver threads, wearing a professor's robe, slowly walked out.

The old man's hands were like white jade, and he also carried a long sword with white jade as a sheath in his right hand.

"Long time no see. Luo Houyuan lowered his hand and did not walk down the cliff, but just looked at the old man calmly and said lightly.

The old man with silver hair and hands like white jade bowed, "Long time no see." ”

Luo Houyuan said: "I didn't expect you to be alive. ”

The silver-haired old man sighed: "The dean doesn't like me, and it's not interesting for me to stay in the courtyard. ”

Luo Houyuan said: "But you still came back." ”

"Yes, the dean hasn't appeared in the world for sixteen years, and I'm going to come back after all. The silver-haired old man sighed, lowered his head, and said slowly after a while, "I'm just coming back to see... Look at you, when something is over, I'll leave, I don't have many years to live, I don't want to die... There's no point in you dying with me, so we might as well wait here and see how it turns out. ”

Luo Houyuan nodded, "Among the seventeen people in the past, you were the most arrogant person, but now that you are old, you can't imagine that your temper has changed like this." ”

"People's temperament will always change, but their view of the world and faith is difficult to change. The silver-haired old man sat down with a wry smile and sat down in a pile of dead leaves.

Luo Houyuan smiled self-deprecatingly, sat down as well, and looked at the peaks on the side of Qingluan Academy.

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Among the peaks of Qingluan Academy, there is a mountain peak in the east that is slightly lower than the rest of the peaks.

There is no zipline directly to the mountain, only a rugged mountain trail.

One of the peaks adjacent to this peak has a large temple built on a cliff, and the zipline leading to the rest of the peaks has also been cut off.

Below this peak, there is a large valley between it and the shortest peak among the peaks of Qingluan Academy.

In this valley, there are large woods, and there are many stone houses that have been abandoned and are used as monuments by those curious students who are usually full of curiosity.

More than twenty black-robed Qingluan Academy lecturers and professors appeared in this valley and walked slowly and calmly towards the shortest peak.

On weekdays, every lecturer and professor of Qingluan Academy is like a lone eagle in the Ascending Mountain Range, unruly and extremely cold and arrogant, so even if people don't know that the low mountain peak is the forbidden place of the academy, seeing so many lecturers and professors of Qingluan Academy gathered together, they will feel that the atmosphere is a little different.

Suddenly a patch of transparent snow fell from the warm forest.

This piece of snow, which seemed to float from a snowy peak in the distance, ignored many sudden bursts of majestic power, and fell onto the shoulders of a black-robed professor, penetrating through.

Then all the bones in the black-robed professor's body made a cracking sound at the same time, and the whole person was filled with bloody qi, and collapsed in a strange and fast posture.

A black-robed professor of Qingluan Academy who was beyond the world died instantly.

There were blood beads bursting from his body, splashing on the face of a black-robed professor beside him, but the expression on this black-robed professor's face, like the rest of the silent and lonely professors and lecturers, did not change in the slightest.

A silver scorpion the size of a thumb slid down his sleeve in an instant, as if sinking into the water, and easily burrowed into the dirt below.

At the same time, the sound of trees breaking rapidly came from the side of a black-robed lecturer, and a ghost-faced spider larger than a human appeared in front of the black-robed lecturer, and began to spit non-stop, and countless filaments instantly dispersed in the air, forming webs.

At the same time, many visible and invisible blades descended on the woods, and some transparent flying blades and crossbow arrows with various strange lusters, like moths, tore at these extremely tough cobwebs.

A bright, somewhat crazy sword light flew out of the forest.

At the same time, the darkness that could not be seen quickly shrouded the already boiling mountain forest.

All kinds of strange sounds sounded in the dark mountains and forests, and under the clear sapphire-like sky of Qingluan Academy, it seemed inexplicably poignant.

After a long time, the sound did not stop.

A black-robed professor with a disheveled head, looking extremely tired, with some bloodshot on the corners of his mouth, was the first to step out of the edge of darkness.

A flying sword flew out of the darkness, snorted, and fell to his side, nailed diagonally into the dirt, but the black-robed professor with long black hair did not look at the flying sword beside him, but raised his head and looked at the sky above.

In the blue sky, there were white clouds, and a crane was flying by.

The crane was not a living crane, but a wooden crane that could carry several people, and its body was engraved with runes, and the runes were shining at the moment.

"It turns out that the Shenmu Feihe of the Tiangong Department has really been made. ”

The black-robed professor laughed tiredly, looking at the mysterious crane flying towards the shortest peak, and let out a heartfelt admiration.

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Among the shortest peaks, there is a courtyard like a courtyard, nestled among the clean ginkgo trees.

In the past, the most powerful Tang Zang hidden Nangong Mo, wearing a courtyard robe embroidered with silver star marks on the collar and cuffs, set a fire in the Qingluan Academy, just to enter the courtyard in this ginkgo forest.

Now, Vice President Xia, Gu Xinyin and Xiao Mingxuan are all in this courtyard.

There are also Bian Linghan, Jiang Xiaoyi, Meng Bai, Li Kaiyun, Qin Xiyue and others, who are also in this small courtyard, but they are all gathered in one room, and they are shocked in their hearts, not knowing what is happening in the academy today.

The wooden crane, which was covered in runes and glowing, landed in the ginkgo forest, and a rickety old man who was as old as Vice Dean Xia and whose corners of his eyes had been completely drooped, and Xu Shengmo and three other black-robed lecturers and professors walked into this small courtyard.

The rickety old man was already very old, but the breath on his body was like a mountain and a sea, only a slow breath, and the clouds above the entire courtyard were affected by it and fluctuated constantly.

He looked at this ordinary courtyard as if no one was around, his eyes fell on Bian Linghan and the others in the back room, and then fell on Vice Dean Xia, and sighed softly: "Old Xia, is this batch of students really worthy of your attention?"

Vice President Xia's gaze passed through half of the courtyard, calmly fell on the rickety old man's body, and said slowly: "This is a dynasty, this is born at the right time. What kind of achievements a person has is not only related to his personal ability, but also depends on whether he is in an era of no change, or just at the forefront of the limelight. There are many outstanding students in every generation of our Qingluan Academy, just like the generation of the eldest grandson Wujiang, especially the eldest grandson Wujiang, I also think that he can change a lot of things, but he still died in Biluoling. Now these young people are nothing to you, but in my opinion, they are the hope of the future of the Academy and the Empire. ”

"I've never believed in chance. ”

The rickety old man sneered: "I never thought that that person was the so-called luck, that is, an era, I only know that the eldest grandson Wujiang is still dead." ”

Vice President Xia shook his head and said, "The emperor doesn't understand, he thinks that we don't think about him, but you should understand that I have sent the most important person in our hearts to personally protect him, and I have already personally protected him with the 'General God'! I have put our fate together with his fate, Lin Xi is still alive, just because of Jiang Yu'er, there is such a freshman who is not worth looking at in your opinion." ”

"You don't believe in chance, but in such an era, there happens to be such a person who appears in our Qingluan Academy, and this is the fate of our Qingluan Academy. Vice Dean Xia smiled and slowly added: "Among this group of students, there are those who have not appeared for a long time, those who can control the vitality of heaven and earth, those who are as careful as hair, and those who are pure and enthusiastic... This is all providence, and it is not accidental. ”

Such a person should not exist in this world. ”

The rickety old man's eyelids jumped, and he said coldly: "Everyone in this world may think that the so-called god talent is a thing that looks like a mirror, but you and I have followed Dean Zhang to guard the Falling Star Mausoleum, so I know very well how terrible Dean Zhang is, and I also know very well how terrible some of Dean Zhang's thoughts are, Dean Zhang has been in Qingluan Academy for many years, and has made the imperial power not like the imperial power..."

"So you have to do it. Vice President Xia interrupted the rickety old man's words: "So anxious to do it." ”

"You concealed it very well, but after all, Lin Xi still only has the cultivation of the national sergeant rank, even if he can kill an opponent like Xu Qiubai, he still relies on demon beasts, or because Xu Qiubai is an archer, a great master who doesn't know how to melee combat, and a great master who is really good at close combat, he is probably not an opponent. In this world, he is still very weak, and he still dies easily. But if he reaches the Holy Level, there are only a very few people in this world who can kill him, and if you want to kill him, you don't know how difficult it will be. So you're right, and you're right, the sooner I do it, the better. Because the faster I move, the weaker he becomes. The rickety old man looked at Vice Dean Xia and said sarcastically: "It's just that you've been worried about us dealing with you, there is nothing in this small courtyard, what else can you use to stop us?"

Vice Dean Xia glanced at him and sighed, "Nangong Mo has been able to hide for so long, and to be able to get here, it must be your arrangement." ”

The rickety old man smiled, but did not say anything.

"Anyway, it's just a matter in the academy, why involve outsiders, why shed so much blood?" Vice Dean Xia looked at him with the victory in hand, shook his head, and said, "And in this small courtyard, it's really not as you think, there is nothing." ”