When Zhang Yi heard the words "bloodline trace", he immediately struck a spirit. He hurriedly activated the qi in his body, gathered it in his eyes, and looked towards where the two of them were standing.

After taking a closer look, Zhang Yi found that on the side of the fight between the two, there was a young man lying there. Looking at the situation, this appearance suddenly reminded him of the strange thing he encountered in the broken temple in the bamboo forest a few days ago.

"Could it be that this middle-aged man is the one who killed Zhang Qi?" Zhang Yi was puzzled, and his body slowly moved towards the location where the two of them were. If it was really the one who harmed Zhang Qi, he had to find a way to help take revenge.

Momoyama is famous for its peach blossoms, but it's not just peach trees. In this wilderness, ancient trees and wild grasses are abundant, Zhang Yi tried his best to hide his breath and approached slowly.

Although the middle-aged man and the girl in the yellow shirt did not have a sense of civility, Zhang Yi could clearly feel that their strength was extremely high. If you have the strength of the position, at least above the lifting of people, it is not something that you can compete with now.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the centuries-old trees were uprooted. Zhang Yi was almost swept by a giant log, and hurriedly stopped to observe the strength of the two.

When this middle-aged man made a move, he had a black aura on his body, and he had the power of a ghost and god, just like the methods of the ancient Yin and Yang family. This woman in the yellow shirt looks about the same age as me, and the aura on her body is even stronger than that of the middle-aged man, and the water spell she uses may not be related to the water tribe. ”

"In ancient times, there were hundreds of families, and all races competed for glory. The human race has always been in a weak position, before the birth of the Five Emperors, it was the great power of the sons and hundreds of schools of thought who led the human race to fight against the ten thousand races, retaining a trace of the vitality of the human race. ”

"The six most brilliant of them are known as the Six Saints. They are the martial saint, the labor saint, the agricultural saint, the law saint, the Buddhist saint, and the demon saint. Of course, later, the master was a scholar of heaven and man, and he overwhelmed the hundreds of schools of thought with his literary fortune, and was respected by the world as a literary saint, even above the six saints. ”

"And now the seven forces of the three dynasties are basically built by the luck left by the seven saints. According to my speculation, this middle-aged man must be a descendant of the Yin and Yang family, and this woman may not be able to get rid of the Fuyun Heavenly Palace. ”

Zhang Yi's mind turned sharply, and he speculated about their origins according to the moves of the two. He is now a talented man from the sky, and his head is extremely clear, even if he is lying dormant and watching the two fight, he can think clearly.

"Weak Water Divine Technique!"

I only heard the girl in the yellow shirt shouting, the water sleeves danced wildly, and a water dragon rushed out of the water sleeves and rushed straight to the middle-aged man.

Thinking that this "weak water magic technique" was extraordinarily powerful, after the middle-aged man heard the girl shouting out the move, he hurriedly blocked it with all his strength, and the black qi all over his body formed an air cover, enveloping himself.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang where the two were fighting, and the flowers and trees around them were shattered. When the terrifying wave of qi hit, Zhang Yi couldn't hide his figure, and jumped on a thousand-year-old tree with all his strength.

The ancient wood swayed from side to side when it was hit by the air waves, but fortunately it was not broken, and Zhang Yi let out a sigh of relief. Looking towards the place where the two were fighting, the middle-aged man was already lying a few feet away, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The yellow-shirted girl's figure was a little rickety, and the "weak water magic technique" must have consumed a lot of her strength.

Zhang Yi jumped from under the tree and walked towards where the two of them were.

Zhang Yi naturally couldn't do anything that fell into the stone, he just wanted to be more open.

The girl in the yellow shirt just threw herself into the battle, and she didn't realize that it was normal. But now that the middle-aged man is lying on the ground, there is no way to dodge it.

Don't look at her current figure and panting, with her strength, even if it is a finger, Zhang Yi is not an opponent now.

"Who are you?" the girl in the yellow shirt looked up at Zhang Yi and asked in a coquettish voice.

Zhang Yi hurriedly raised his head and looked at the girl, and it was not until this moment that he saw the girl's appearance clearly.

The girl in the yellow shirt has a delicate figure and a beautiful face, like a star at night, and like a hibiscus in the water. Dai's eyebrows are like green ink lightly, hooked like a crescent moon, hanging on those beautiful eyes, breathtaking.

Zhang Yi's love was not opened, his heart was strong, and he arched his hand and said: "Xiaosheng Zhang Yi, I have seen a girl." Xiaosheng is a native of Longbow City, and he came alone to find a secluded path. ”

"I never thought of seeing the girl fighting with this white-robed man, and when I heard the words "blood trace", I felt something. Seeing that the girl's strength was profound, Xiaosheng couldn't intervene, so he hid aside to avoid being injured by mistake. ”

Zhang Yi told the truth and did not hide it. The master did not like his disciples to cheat, and advocated repaying virtue with virtue and repaying grievances with straightforwardness, and the 300,000 disciples of the Holy Academy were all right.

The girl in the yellow shirt saw that the young man in front of her was dirty, but she dared to look directly at herself, her eyes were clear and clean, and she had no evil thoughts, and she had a good impression in her heart, and she immediately believed Zhang Yi's words.

"So that's the case, I heard you talk about the words 'bloodline trace' just now, do you also know something?" The girl in the yellow shirt said with some curiosity, the method of bloodline tracing is the ancient method of the barbarians, and now few people know it, it seems that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy scholar actually knows.

Zhang Yi nodded, no longer calling himself Xiaosheng: "I have heard the elders in the family talk about the method of tracing bloodline. A few days ago, I saw a man in a white robe on the outskirts of Longbow City, who used this method to kill a member of his clan, so I was so curious. ”

The yellow-shirted girl smiled coquettishly and said, "In this way, you are a descendant of the Longbow Confucian." ”

"Girl, how did you find out?" Zhang Yi was a little curious.

"The Great Confucian, the Longbow Great, is a legend of the Fuliu Kingdom, and it has been rumored that he left behind several treasures after his death. It's just that Zhang Mansion is a thousand-year-old wealthy family, and the general forces don't dare to make more ideas. After the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty ascended the throne, the Zhang Mansion declined, and naturally many people began to fight the idea of this treasure. ”

"When I tracked down the man in the white robe, I heard him call this young man Zhang Xi. He was killed after being traced by this white-robed man, and I didn't have time to save him. ”

When the girl in the yellow shirt said this, the smile on her face disappeared, and there was a faint eruption of anger in the corners of her eyes. It was too much to snatch the treasures belonging to the children of the Zhang family, and this middle-aged man in white robe actually killed someone, it was simply mad!

"I see!" After Zhang Yi understood what had happened, he looked at the white-robed man lying on the ground, nine times out of ten, this man was the one who killed Zhang Qi.

Presumably, the middle-aged man did not find the treasure in the ruined temple and did not give up, so he arrested a child of the Zhang family again and used the method of "bloodline trace" to find the treasure.

"My name is Qiu Yishui. The woman in the yellow shirt had a good impression of Zhang Yi, said her name, and then stepped forward to grab the man in the white robe and said, "This man in the white robe has extremely strange exercises, I have to arrest him and go back for interrogation." This one is of the same clan as you, so you will be buried. ”

The yellow-shirted woman named Qiu Yishui flew away, and the man weighing hundreds of pounds seemed to be as light as a feather in her hands.

"There will be a period later. Zhang Yi knew that he couldn't stop it, so he didn't plan to be delusional. He had already peeked at the white-robed man just now, not the person who killed Zhang Qi last time. In this way, these white-robed men are probably still a big organization.

Zhang Yi leaned down and carefully tested whether Zhang Xi was really dead. Soon after, he sighed slightly and buried Zhang Xi in a pit. After doing everything, Zhang Yi buried his head and continued to hurry. After experiencing this, his feelings were very complicated. The white-robed people frequently attacked the children of the Zhang family, and they were entangled with which force they belonged to?

Logically speaking, Chen Jia is indeed the most likely. It's just that the Chen family is located in Baima County, and under the peep of the behemoth of Daoyi Academy, it is impossible to practice the demon art of the Yin and Yang family.

One of the seven major sects, the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, is the inheritance of the demon saint back then, and the disciples all practice yin and yang techniques. The Ten Thousand Demon Palace is located in the southeast of the Great Chu Dynasty, close to the Great Zhou Dynasty, are these white-robed men affiliated with a certain force in the southeast of the Great Chu Dynasty?

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The prescribed duration of the county exam is one day and one night, and most candidates naturally submit their papers in advance and can't hold on for that long. However, there are still some candidates who are stuck and can't think of a good way to solve the questions for a while, and until the next morning, they failed to finish answering the questions, and they were naturally eliminated from this year's county exam.

The candidates went home separately, and the next day after the release of the results, they were now in dire need of rest. After all the exam papers are put together, the examiners gather together and start judging the papers.

Fan Xuezheng was the oldest among the examiners, but he was the most anxious at the moment, and said eagerly: "Hurry up, get the exam paper that day!"

Yang Dong waved his hand to stop him: "Fan Xuezheng, don't break the rules." When I invite Xie Yuanjun and Liu Junshou to come, I can open the examination paper of the talent from the sky. ”

Zhang Yi's exam papers have been handed in for a day, and they can't wait for a long time, but the weight of the words "Heaven Descends to Show Talents" is too heavy, even if it is Yang Dong, the head of the County Academy of Literature, he can't open it in person.

Fan Xuezheng laughed and said with a smug smile: "Yesterday, when the exam papers were handed in, I had already contacted the two adults with Wenyin, and now they should be almost there." I'm not a man who doesn't know etiquette. ”

Whether it was Yang Dong, the courtier, or Chen Liang and other examiners, their eyes began to shine.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, Xie Dongliu, the king of the palace, and Liu Junshou, who had a big belly, came to the county academy hand in hand.

"Yesterday, this academy was discussing with Brother Liu the exam questions for this year's government examination, and suddenly found that the phantom of the holy book in the academy was shaking, and the literary fortune of the entire Longbow City increased greatly, and I was still thinking about what happened. Haha, I didn't expect it to be a talent from the sky. Xie Dongliu has a free and easy temperament, and when he stepped into the room with half a foot, he was already laughing loudly.

Liu Junshou echoed with a smile as usual: "Brother Xie is right, this heavenly show can be called a rare encounter in a hundred years." Even in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty and hundreds of countries, there has been no such figure for ten years. ”

Yang Dong and the examiners hurriedly saluted.

"It's important to look at the exam papers, so forget about these things. Xie Dongliu waved his hand to greet the examiners, and said with a little curiosity: "I guess you already know who this heavenly show is, can you reveal a thing or two?"