Since the four monsters of Wuling are the predecessors of the Wuling academic world, it is natural that all the descendants of Wuling need to meet them.

Tang Yu was at the back, and although he kowtowed to the ground, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the three people in front of him.

These three people, Chen Yuxiang, a gray-robed scholar, are white-faced and beardless, tall, and look kind, but their ages are indistinguishable.

Ding Rui, a green-robed scholar, was born thin, with a pair of eyes that were extraordinarily bright, and there was always a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was not a well-behaved saint disciple at first glance.

Yan Su, a white-robed scholar, is the most handsome and chic, personable, a talent, holding a folding fan in his hand, which is really the grace of a scholar.

Cao Qing and the others knelt down, Chen Yuxiang was stunned, taking care of his hands behind his back, Ding Rui smiled coldly, and said: "Cao Zhongyong, Meng Haoran, you are a dignified saint disciple, don't go to worship the saint hall with Master Wang Shan, why do you visit us such evil demons?"

His voice was sharp, his eyes were turned to the sky, and the irony was extremely obvious.

Cao Qing and Meng Zhe blushed and looked very embarrassed.

Meng Zhe gritted his teeth and said: "Today, my Wuling academic community is in trouble, the three masters can arrive, I am inexplicably grateful to the Houxue in my heart, whether it is the sage school, or the evil sect, my Wuling academic community has stood for thousands of years, and the inheritance must not be lost......

After Meng Zhe finished speaking, he immediately paused and burst into tears.

Chen Yuxiang frowned and said, "Meng Haoran, back then, you were the best class of scholars. If my Wuling scholars are like you, and have lived a busy life, what is the meaning of the so-called Wuling inheritance?"

Meng Zhe was stunned for a moment, his face showed extreme shame, and said: "I am ashamed to learn from Houxue, I have wasted my years all these years, and I have failed to live up to my master's teachings to me!"

"Hehe, ashamed?" Chen Yuxiang sneered. "Why don't you say this to Xue Gui's old immortal, just say that you are ashamed. wasted your time, let him let you and the Wuling academic community go, haha...... The Wuling academic community, there are some pedantic nerds, such a current situation, is there still an immortal reason in the Wuling academic community?"

Meng Zhe was even more ashamed, and Cao Qing's face on the side was also flushed.

was ridiculed by Chen Yuxiang, and they had nothing to say.

Today's situation in Wuling, the life and death of the academic community, say a thousand things and ten thousand. It is the strength of the academic community that is decided.

The Wuling academic community has always followed the way of the sage, but Xue Gui, under the guise of the sage's envoy, has to say that the Wuling academic community colludes with Western learning, so that the deer can be pointed to as a horse, so that the Wuling academic community has no power to fight back.

Now that the three of them have appeared as so-called saint heretics, the situation has quietly changed, whether it is the Dongguo family or Ji Sun. The Mengsun family is all jealous, which is undoubtedly a naked humiliation of the so-called way of the sage.

The four monsters of Wuling, all four of them are deviants, and all the dogmas of the sage school are shit in their eyes.

But these four people are also very famous in the Firmament Continent.

Three of the four were good at poetry and songs, and they were all taught by the saints. The study of the four arts is in a class of its own.

These people are generally not active in the territory of Dachu. So the Great Chu Shizi didn't know much about them, but in the Song Kingdom. The Jin Kingdom is very famous.

Originally, the Wuling School had become meat on the chopping block, but as soon as these three people appeared, the situation was different.

The strength of the Wuling academic community has increased greatly, the key is that the four monsters of Wuling are difficult to deal with, and if they want to suppress them with the way of a saint, it is undoubtedly in vain, and they act grotesquely, often not according to common sense, and it is not easy to deal with.

Xue Gui's face was cloudy, and he said, "Okay, Wang Guogong, Cao Qing, I also said that the sage order slandered you." What do you have to say today when you have made friends with evil and heresies in public?"

His arrogance seems to have come up again, in the delicate situation, the three leading figures have given him a look, and with the support of the three families behind him, his confidence is more than before.

Meng Zhe said angrily: "Master Xue, who are you saying is a treacherous heresy? Those who come today are all the seniors of my Wuling academic circle, Master Chen, Master Ding, and Master Yan are all cultivating the way of saints, and everyone is a master of the four arts, where is the demon of Western learning?"

"Yes, Meng Haoran, you are simply deceiving yourself. Wuling Four Monsters, there is one more person, why don't you say it?Is it possible that Xuanyuan Snow Peak, which has forgotten the Sect, is it also the way of a saint to cultivate?" Xue Gui sneered.

When he said this, Meng Zhe's face changed.

Cao Qingdao: "But Mr. Xuanyuan is not in the future today, how can you say that we have friends with Mr. Xuanyuan?"

Xue Gui laughed and said, "What a self-deceptive quibble, everyone knows the four monsters of Wuling, and they have close contacts with each other. Chen Yuxiang and the others are here, isn't it possible that the old thief of Xuanyuan Snow Peak is an exception?"

Dongguo Xuanwu said: "Yes, in Elder Xue's words, Xuanyuan Xuefeng is a complete heretic, and he is the mortal enemy of my Sage School. This person is obsessed with new learning, works for the tiger, and is willing to be a slave of Maozi in the West, and everyone is punished for forgetting his ancestors, and the Wuling School actually befriended such people, which really desecrated the majesty of the saint. ”

Meng Sun Changhe shook his head and said, "Originally, today's situation has been resolved, hey, Wang Guogong is confused." It is really embarrassing to provoke people like Xuanyuan Xuefeng ......"

Tang Yu was on the sidelines, watching coldly, and couldn't help sneering secretly in his heart.

The sage school, the three major families, turning their hands into clouds and covering their hands into rain, is really powerful.

But how do you deal with the four monsters of Wuling?

Prior to this, Tang Yu had been in contact with the study of classic craftsmanship, immersed in the sage books every day, and worked hard to improve his talents.

Today, I have just stepped into the threshold of cultivation and become a true practitioner.

Once you step into the practice, you are no longer an ordinary person, and everything is different as you can see.

The so-called scholar's romance, wind and snow, that is just a boring illusion of a scholar's leisure time, where is the real world of cultivation so simple?

Today, Tang Yu has never experienced it since he crossed over, and his heart is shaken, but at the same time, he is also eager to try.

Therefore, the scene was tense, and the other scholars were nervous and inexplicable, but he had a relaxed mentality, watching the development of the situation coldly, if he really wanted to tear his face in the end, he could just use the study of cultivation to test his cultivation level.

In response to a sentence, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, Tang Yu's personality doesn't like to compete with others, but after all, he is young and vigorous, and he still has a hero complex that is difficult to resolve in his bones.

Xue Gui came forward, and the situation changed again, this time the three no longer had contradictions, but one nostril breathed, and began to attack the Wuling academic community at the same time.

"Hey!"

A low, cold snort.

"Ahem, ahem!" followed by a violent cough.

The voice could not tell where it was, it seemed to be in the temple of the saints, and it seemed to be at the door of the guide middle school.

The monks in the square were all quiet and looked around.

"Xue Gui, Xue Shunzhang, Ji Sunshi is just a dog raised, and he dares to use chicken feathers as an arrow?"

"Who is it?"

Xue Gui turned around suddenly, his expression was solemn, his hands danced, his fingers jumped, "Knock!" "Knock!" "Splash!" "Flutter!".

There were no strings, but he played a desolate and heroic sound.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Tang Yu felt that he was in the vast desert in an instant.

The banner on the desert is fierce, thousands of warriors, galloping horses, just a few sounds, can make people's blood boil.

He couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and glanced at Xue Gui, thinking that this person was high-profile, and he couldn't live forever, it turned out that he really had a powerful cultivation under his hands.

The sound of the piano is flying in all directions, and the sound is invisible, but it can make the people around you have nothing to hide.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In the eastern direction, three piles of flying dust were lifted in an instant.

In the dust, there was no human figure.

Xue Gui's eyes widened, and he shouted: "Vertical Zier dare!"

The next moment, his body seemed to be covered by an invisible net, and a flame rose from above his head, and his whole body was wrapped in this strange flame.

He struggled desperately, but he couldn't escape.

Ji Sunkong, Meng Sun Changhe's faces changed greatly, the two of them shot at the same time, Ji Sun's empty hands flipped over, and his palms were as black as ink.

Ji Sun's ink-splashing stunt was used as a hood to the flame.

Mengsun Changhe is the tip of the pen jumps, like a fine brush, neat and concise, and the strange flame instantly condenses at the end of his pen.

In a few jumps, he was wiped out by Ji Sunkong's splash of ink.

At this time, Xue Gui was already unrecognizable, the silk robe on his body had already turned into ashes, his body was pitch black, and his hair and eyebrows were burned out.

Several disciples behind him hurriedly rushed over, which saved him from the embarrassment of walking away.

However, this kind of embarrassment really made him a scholar's face.

And Ji Sunkong, Mengsun Changhe and Dongguo Xuanwu were also like great enemies, and they arranged the younger generations of scholars in the back, and the three of them stood side by side, surrounding Xue Gui, with a rare dignified expression.

Tang Yu's pupils suddenly closed, and his heart was inexplicably shocked.

He was one hundred percent sure that Xue Gui had been attacked by magic just now.

Only a formal magician could have used fire and earth magic so seamlessly and with great power.

This kind of magic does not see strong magic fluctuations, but the control and arrangement of the elements are exquisite, and it is impossible to guard against them at all.

Just as he was in doubt, a faint black shadow appeared directly above the saint's hall.

The shadow was not humanoid, but rather like a bat, covered in a large, pitch-black magic robe, revealing only half of its face as pale as a dead man's face.

The man was not tall and slender, and his whole body blended perfectly with the shadows of the temple of saints.

Had it not been for his violent coughing, it would have been almost impossible to detect his presence.

Everyone looked at this person, but saw that his hands were open, like a bat with wings, and the figure flashed, and he "flew" to the square.

"I am Xuanyuan Snow Peak!"

The black-robed man's voice was hoarse, and his eyes swept towards Dongguo Xuanwu and the other three like scimitars, and said, "You can clear me, a saint heresy, now!"

[The second update is issued!!Come on, brothers, refuel, monthly pass refueling!!] (To be continued~^~)