The East Market is noisy, time flies, and there are many ordinary poems on the walls of the restaurant.

At the gaze, the content is full of red dust and three thousand troubles.

Between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, Wang Dexuan and Ling Liyuan enjoyed themselves, so Ling Liyuan settled the wine money, got up and prepared to go downstairs and go home.

However, at this moment, in the restaurant across the street, there was also a white-clothed scholar who got up to settle the bill, and at the end, the white-clothed scholar looked back and happened to be opposite Ling Liyuan.

The white-clothed scholar grinned, raised his hand and saluted, stared at Ling Liyuan, and turned to leave.

Ling Liyuan raised his hand to return the salute, The white-clothed scholar opposite was also a student of the academy, and it was just a normal meeting between classmates.

After the figure of the white-clothed scholar disappeared from sight, Ling Liyuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Ling Liyuan knew that the white-clothed scholar was named Duan Yiming, and he had apprenticed to Luo Miyuan, a scholar of the University of Like, the Academy.

Ling Liyuan knew better that Duan Yiming was still Wushan's good brother, and he was also one of the several parties at the scene in the death of his cousin Ling Liheng.

At this moment, an extreme thought rose in Ling Liyuan's heart.

Ling Liyuan had to admit that Duan Yiming was most likely already on the opposite side of him.

At the beginning, what Ling Liheng did in Qingyang Mountain was already harmful to Duan Yiming's thoughts.

"If I were Duan Yiming, would I hate the cousin of the murderer Ling Liheng?"

This thought swept through Ling Liyuan's heart, and it actually made Ling Liyuan go into a trance for a moment.

"Brother Ling, have you met an acquaintance?"

Wang Dexuan spoke with a vague smile, and there was a vague sense of watching the play from above.

Ling Liyuan reacted, smiled indifferently, and said unhurriedly.

"Sort of, just now there was a junior from the academy in the restaurant opposite, and the younger brother responded."

"Huh...... Brother Ling has a wide range of friends, left and right, and has the style of a gentleman! ”

"Let Brother Dexuan laugh!"

The streets of Dongshi are crowded with people, and the merchants on both sides of the road are dense, and there are many of them.

Duan Yiming sat in the carriage, crossed the busy market, and went straight to Beicheng.

Lowering the curtain of the car and isolating the bustling market, Duan Yiming tapped the handrail with his right hand, his face was as deep as water.

For a long time, Duan Yiming has been a member of the disadvantaged group and the object of care.

Whether it was facing wolves, ghosts, or black tigers, Duan Yiming was a character at the mercy of others, because he didn't have any ability to resist.

However, now, Duan Yiming felt that he had the qualifications to resist, and it was time to prepare to do something.

For example, Ling Liyuan, who had just looked at each other, was Ling Liheng's cousin, a potential enemy of Brother Wu in Duan Yiming's mouth, and also a potential enemy of his Duan Yiming.

Ling Liyuan...... Ling Liyuan......"

Duan Yiming muttered the name Ling Liyuan in his mouth, and for a moment, his eyes became extremely cold.

I don't know how long it took, Duan Yiming, who was in contemplation, let out a breath of turbidity, and his eyes looking at the scenery outside the car became extremely distant.

Duan Yiming's idea is actually very simple, he just wants to share some pressure for Wushan as much as he can.

North City, and Ty's House.

Wushan completed the task of fighting demons and ghosts, and after returning to the academy to hand over, he went back to the mansion directly.

After killing the Rimao Fang in the fighting platform, Wushan felt that the anger in his body had been vented, and he had the urge to write poems and practice calligraphy on a whim.

So, Wushan asked Xiao Yun'er to bring a piece of water and put it on the desk.

When writing, the pen is first dipped in a little water, and then dipped in ink, and the words written by the spirit pen will be more dry and moderate.

The reason why Wushan is so particular is that the spiritual ink has a good infiltration effect on the paper, and the writing will be smoother; Second, because Wushan has a hunch, there may be words today.

Therefore, it is necessary to be prepared to meet the east wind.

It didn't take long for Xiao Yun'er to grind out a pool of good spiritual ink for Wushan.

Wushan took out the paperweight black tiger sha, pressed the spirit paper, dipped the spirit pen in ink, and the pen was powerful, as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Wu Shan's starting hand was a murderous verse, and a vicious aura instantly filled the entire study.

"Recite war poems to kill evil fangs, and kill ghosts in your heart."

This sentence is about the experience of Wushan killing the Sun Mao Fang in the morning, and the ensuing killing heart of all ghosts.

Wushan didn't stop writing, and with a turn of the pen, he wrote the next sentence.

"One person and one gun break into all directions, driving away evil every day and committing crimes every day."

Shicheng, a moment later, a four-foot talent flew out of the spirit paper and flew straight to Wushan's chest.

However, just when the talent qi poured into Wushan's chest Chinese qi fight, the paperweight black tiger opened his mouth and inhaled, and actually absorbed three feet of talent qi, which was a surprising scene that Wushan did not expect.

Wushan didn't have time to find out the roots, because he had already entered the mysterious state of transforming talent into culture.

After a while, Wu Shan opened his eyes, looked at the black tiger who had always suppressed the spirit paper, and began to communicate with each other.

"Woo...... Master...... Talent...... Whew...... Grow...... I'm going to...... I still want it! ”

This is the idea that Black Tiger Shatter passed on to Wushan, and the content is full of thirst for talent.

Wu Shan did not give the Black Tiger any response, but immersed himself in his mind and carefully sensed the breath of the Netherworld Black Tiger.

Wushan closed his eyes, and his mind followed the trajectory of luck to a space of thoughts, which was a world burning with dark blue flames, where a black tiger roared in the sky, the sound shook the sky, and the fierce flames were monstrous.

Wu Shan's mind swept over the black tiger, and all the information about the black tiger was immediately known to Wu Shan.

After a while, Wu Shan opened his eyes and looked at the paperweight black tiger, and an irrepressible smile of excitement appeared on his face.

The paperweight Black Tiger has fully recovered from his injuries, and his strength has also increased.

Wushan's perception is very clear, and the strength of the paperweight black tiger is a real sixth realm.

And because he had swallowed the Soul Beast and the Dark Kun cub one after another, the Black Tiger took the opportunity to enter the middle of the Sixth Realm.

Before, Wushan had not entered the fourth realm of Wendao, and he could not use luck to perceive the specific situation of the Black Tiger, but as soon as he sensed it, he was immediately surprised and sighed.

Another point is that because the black tiger devoured the dark kun cub, its own potential has actually increased.

Wu Shan thought for a moment, and said to the paperweight black tiger in the air.

"In the future, you can use all of my talents for your own use!"

In response to Wushan, there was a tiger roar full of excitement and cordiality.

The sound of the tiger roaring came out, and Xiao Yun'er, who was guarding the side, was a little panicked, and her expression was slightly uneasy.

Then Xiao Yun'er stared at the paperweight black tiger with her mouth open, looking shocked and curious.

"Don't panic!"

Wu Shan turned his head and comforted Xiao Yun'er, and the common sense about domesticating alien beasts kept emerging in his mind.

In this world, most of the alien beasts or demon beasts can evolve and grow themselves by devouring other species and things such as heaven and earth spirits.

But there is another way to grow, that is, to absorb talent and transform it into strength suitable for oneself, which can also quickly improve one's strength.

To put it simply, alien beasts can transform their talents into other special abilities, such as the Black Tiger Demon, which can absorb talents to improve their dark blue flame ability.

If it's a demon beast, it's converted into demon power, and the demon power is even weirder.

However, Wushan has not encountered a demon beast for the time being, so there is no need to say more.

The tiger's roar gradually weakened, Wu Shan smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the paperweight black tiger disappeared and was taken back into the treasure bag by Wu Shan.

With the disappearance of the black tiger of the paperweight, the spirit paper that had been suppressed suddenly rose into the air, and the sound of gold and iron resonating exploded in the study, and it continued again and again.

Wu Shan stared intently, and the spirit paper in mid-air instantly shattered into foam, and then condensed into a ball, and then twenty-eight words were born from the void, and one by one they merged into the paper foam ball.

A moment later, a paper figure with a gun fell into Wu Shan's hands, much to Wu Shan's surprise.

"It's ......"

"Exorcist paper man!"

The exorcism paper figure is the embodiment of the seven-character quatrain poem that Wushan just wrote.

After Wu Shan sensed the function of the exorcism paper man, his eyes lit up, he didn't say anything, and waved his hand to put away the exorcism paper man.

"I'm a little hungry, go and ask the little finch how long it will be before she can eat."

"Yes, Childe!"

Xiao Yun'er looked at Wushan, her eyes were full of admiration, it was the first time she saw her son-in-law show his magical powers, and he was a literal object as soon as he made a move.

Wu Shan glanced at Xiao Yun'er who hurriedly walked out of the study, and the back with excitement in the panic made the corners of Wu Shan's mouth turn up to reveal a smile of understanding.

Wu Shan packed up his desk, walked out of the study and walked to the front yard, and after finding the two brothers Liu Hong and Li Biao, he joined them in the game of playing dominoes.

Backyard, kitchen.

While Xiao Yun'er rushed to urge Xiao Qi'er, she also joined the cooking ranks and started to give Xiao Qi'er a start.

While working, Xiao Yun'er also chattered about the wonders she had just seen to Xiao Qi'er.

"Finch, I just saw the legendary literal object!"

"Really!"

When the little finch who was picking vegetables heard this, she couldn't help but be curious and looked up to ask.

"You didn't see it just now, the son has a god in the pen, there is a tiger roaring between the lines and pens, the spirit paper flies into the air and shines with golden light, and finally the words are turned into objects, it's just ......"

Xiao Yun'er is the first time to see words, it is difficult to describe that kind of scene, she can only hold two celery sticks and dance hand in hand.

However, Xiao Yun'er didn't describe it clearly, and Xiao Que'er heard it in a fog.

The reason for this is because for a period of time, Xiao Yun'er was in a state of stupe.

"Childe is a student of the academy, and he is also a disciple of the old master, of course he is very powerful!"

The admiration in Xiao Qi'er's eyes gradually increased, although she and Xiao Yun'er knew that Wushan would definitely have a great future, but they had not seen it with their own eyes, so they could only trust blindly.

Today, Xiao Yun'er saw the Wushan text with her own eyes, which suddenly upgraded the worship in the hearts of the two little girls to awe.

Wushan is talented and Wushan is strong, which means that their sisters have something to rely on in this troubled world.

In the evening, after a quick meal and drink, Wushan got up and left a table of food for the four servants.

Wushan is in a good mood today, first slashing ghosts in the fighting platform, and then the poetry is booming, and there is a slight gain, so Wushan has a good night's sleep.

Time flies, Shaoguang is fleeting, and most of the months have passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Wushan joined hands with Duan Yiming to enter the academy, and met with the drama swathing and Shen Moyu in the array building in the Taixue Building, and the four of them sat together to listen to the class.

Just when the four of Wushan lowered their heads and talked, a white-haired old woman appeared silently above the lecture in the formation building, setting off an exclamation.

The reason why I was exclaimed was because the way the white-haired old woman appeared was too shocking.

In the past, all the university scholars who taught were all from the building.

The academy teachers who can enter the seven-story building silently are all existences with profound realm strength.

After everyone exclaimed, everyone stood up and bowed to the disciples.

"Sit!"

The white-haired old woman glanced at everyone, and spit out a word lightly, without any breath being released, but the entire array building fell into silence because of this.

"If there is no lecture today, the students on the sixth floor can go back!"

Wu Shan, who was sitting precariously, heard this, his expression changed, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

The last time Wushan didn't give a lecture, the first department of physical education held a military exercise.

So, what will be the reason for this formation?

Obviously, the white-haired old woman's words shocked the formal students on the seventh floor, because many people thought of a possibility.

Explore the Secret Realm!

Just when everyone was conjecturing, the white-haired old woman spoke.

"Half an hour later, our Qinglu Academy and Cangshan Cave Academy will work together to open the Three Secluded Secret Realms, and all the official students of the Array Building must participate today."

After the white-haired old woman said this, she waved her hand, and a light red light flashed, shooting into everyone's eyebrows, even Wushan was no exception.

Wu Shan reacted quickly and raised his hand to touch his forehead, but he didn't touch anything, and he didn't feel anything.

When Wu Shan turned his head and was about to ask Duan Yiming beside him, he saw at a glance that there was a bird-like pattern similar to a phoenix at the center of Duan Yiming's eyebrows.

Wu Shan frowned and turned his head again, the drama is like this, Shen Moyu is like this, and everyone is like this.

"This is a protective pattern, once it senses that you are worried about your life, it will automatically teleport you out of the Three Secret Realms."

"Remember, this time we explore, we can't help fighting, we and Cangshan Cave Academy are in competition."

"You have half an hour to prepare, and this secret exploration will last for three days."

The white-haired old woman's words solved the confusion of all the students on the seventh floor.

While the white-haired old woman was talking, Wu Shan was checking his forehead.

When he heard that he couldn't help fighting, Wu Shan's pupils shrank, and he was vigilant.

I can't help fighting, and I haven't specifically stated it, which means that not only is there a competition between the two colleges, but also between the students.

Wu Shan looked up at the white-haired old woman and wanted to ask a question, but there was no old woman in the lecture.

At the same time, one after another remnants of the old woman appeared in the positions of the array eyes in various parts of the formation building, and successively opened the defense array and teleportation array of the formation building.

In a moment's effort, the sages, gods, and lettering patterns on the walls around the array building seemed to come to life, exuding great power and completely enveloping the array tower.

Wu Shan took a deep breath and looked at Duan Yiming, Xi Zhongsheng, and Shen Moyu.

"Get ready!"

Duan Yiming, Xi Zhongsheng, and Shen Moyu nodded one after another, and they all looked down to check the treasure bag on their bodies, and they also took out their personal weapons.

The next moment, a fierce spear appeared in Wu Shan's hand, which was slaughtered by the fierce soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Shan closed his eyes and concentrated, checked the items in Nabao's bag, and knew everything clearly.