Keep your head down, the crown will fall!

Some people, once they bow their heads and bend over, their backbones are broken, and their waist poles are not straight.

Especially those arrogant readers, such as Ling Liyuan, are one of them.

Ling Liyuan regretted it very much, and personally went down to compete with Wushan for the results of the monthly exam.

Ling Liyuan didn't expect that Wushan, who came from a poor countryside, could have such literary talent.

However, the matter in front of him made it difficult for Ling Liyuan to choose.

If he chose to perform the discipleship ceremony, Ling Liyuan knew very well that he would lose face, the arrogance in his heart would be even more depressed, and the good reputation he had worked so hard to accumulate would be wiped out.

If he chooses to refuse, then Ling Liyuan will be burdened with the four words of treachery.

As a scholar, treachery is a degrading thing, and it will not be tolerated by the vast majority of scholars in the world.

At that time, Ling Liyuan will not be able to move an inch.

More seriously, some of the opportunities and opportunities that Ling Liyuan was about to get would be far away from him.

Therefore, Ling Liyuan stood in front of Wu Shan, and the hideousness and hesitation on his face were clearly visible.

Grand View Tower, somewhere where the fence of a high-rise building.

Old man Xu, the steward of the Taiping Building, didn't know when he came here, and was staring intently at Ling Liyuan, whose face was extremely ugly.

A rickety figure appeared silently beside Old Man Xu, asking in a low voice that was quite old.

"How?"

Old man Xu didn't move, didn't look back, and didn't pay attention to the rickety old man.

The rickety old man didn't mind, he also followed the old man Xu, staring at Ling Liyuan in the distance.

After a long time, Old Man Xu's voice sounded faintly.

"No matter whose disciple is who enters the Taiping Building of the Academy, he is a disciple of the Taiping Building."

The rickety old man nodded and said in agreement.

"We know the rules!"

Hearing this, Old Man Xu stopped talking, the academy has the rules of the academy, as long as he follows the rules, he will not get involved in the factional disputes of the academy.

Like Wushan, Ling Liyuan was also recommended to Taipinglou.

Although Ling Liyuan was recommended to the Taiping Building, he had not yet entered the fourth realm, so he was not a student of the Taiping Building.

Therefore, Ling Liyuan does not have the special background of Taiping Tower, and he cannot enjoy a series of invisible benefits of Taiping Tower.

At the same time, Ling Liyuan did not show such a special talent as companion stationery or companion Wendao secret skills, otherwise he would have become a student of Taiping Dao.

And the academy forces that have been paying attention to Ling Liyuan's growth, except for the Taiping Building, are the rickety old man who has just come to Old Man Xu's side.

The rickety old man, named Jiang Gong, is one of the old antiques of the academy, which is the so-called heritage.

A few days ago, he was also one of the old men present at the secret realm exploration of the Array Tower.

Jiang Qiuyu, who was in the library building before, invited Wushan to a banquet in front of Chu Qingyi, is Jiang Gong's descendant.

Jiang Qiufeng, who fell from the ninety-seventh to the ninety-eighth place on the talent list, is the signature face of the younger generation of their faction.

Although Jiang Gong did not accept Ling Liyuan as a disciple, he also pulled Ling Liyuan to their side.

Seeing that Ling Liyuan already showed signs of breaking the mirror, Jiang Gong and the others' hearts became active.

It's just that no one thought that he would kill a Wushan halfway, wanting to suppress Ling Liyuan at this critical moment.

This is the main reason why Old Man Xu and Jiang Gong came to Daguanlou in person.

It's just that none of these two old men stopped them, and no one knew the deep meaning.

On the Dao platform, Wu Shan and Ling Liyuan continued to look at each other.

Wu Shan's qi and blood became more and more violent, and Ling Liyuan's eyes became more and more disdainful.

Ling Liyuan, on the other hand, didn't pay attention to Wushan's strong majesty at all.

Ling Liyuan had been struggling for a long time, and at first he was really hesitant whether to give Wushan a disciple salute.

Later, Ling Liyuan thought of the people who supported him behind him, and in his mind, those people would definitely come forward to save the scene and save his reputation.

It's just that after waiting for so long, Ling Liyuan was disappointed.

I was disappointed, and I figured it out!

Ling Liyuan's face changed from hesitant to terrifying.

But this hideous disappeared in an instant, and Ling Liyuan suddenly laughed out loud, full of pride and desolation.

In the next moment, all the arrogance and desolation disappeared.

Ling Liyuan's face was straight, he stood upright, bowed to Wushan, and performed a formal disciple salute.

As for Wushan, the momentum on his body had already been put away when Ling Liyuan laughed loudly.

Wu Shan stared at Ling Liyuan, and the latter's calm eyes flashed extremely complex emotions such as hideous, disappointed, indifferent, and unwilling.

In the end, Wu Shan nodded, and Ling Liyuan passed by Wu Shan with an expressionless face.

Grand View Tower, somewhere where the fence of a high-rise building.

Old man Xu and Jiang Gong looked at Ling Liyuan in the distance, and both of them said 'good'.

At this time, Old Man Xu turned to look at Jiang Gong and said with a cold face.

"The catastrophe of the troubled times has arrived, you should practice your own life, otherwise you won't have time to regret it when the time comes!"

Old man Xu turned to leave, and his figure disappeared, only his voice echoed in the air.

"Next month, let him report to the Taiping Tower!"

The rickety old man Jiang Gong looked at the direction in which the old man Xu disappeared, and also smiled slightly.

Today, Ling Liyuan bowed his head to Wushan, and in the future, Jiang Gong was confident that he could make Ling Liyuan bow his head.

Jiang Gong glanced at Wushan, who was holding up Duan Yiming on the platform, and after squinting for a while, he also turned around and disappeared.

On the platform, Wushan picked up Duan Yiming, who was dyed red and white with blood and a sluggish breath, took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, without saying anything, the two of them left the academy and rushed to the mansion.

On the carriage, looking at Duan Yiming, whose breath had stabilized and only skin injuries remained, Wushan sighed.

"Why bother?"

Duan Yiming smiled slightly, looked at Wushan and said slowly.

"Since the day my little brother walked out of Qingyang County, from the moment I encountered the wolves, my little brother knew that only by being strong can we protect ourselves and help everyone when danger comes."

"In the past, the little brother had no chance, so he could only hold everyone back."

"Now that the younger brother has a teacher to take care of him, and there is a big brother Wu to take care of him, it is the time for the younger brother to practice diligently."

"I chose to fight with Ling Liyuan, mainly because I wanted to improve my strength in battle, and exploring the depth of Ling Liyuan's body was only secondary."

Hearing these words, Wushan was speechless and didn't know how to persuade him.

"Brother Wu can overcome obstacles in front of him, and the younger brother doesn't dare to slack off, and he doesn't want to be the powerless person anymore."

Wu Shan smiled!

Wu Shan shook his head, and until he returned to the mansion, he didn't say a word of advice to Duan Yiming.

Before getting out of the car, Wu Shan handed out a pack of gold sore medicine exchanged from the academy, and asked Duan Yiming to eat some big tonic things and recuperate.

On this day, because of the incident between Duan Yiming and Ling Liyuan, Wu Shan thought about it, and did not choose to enter the luck literary world to continue to write the last episode of "The Legend of Zhong Kui Killing Ghosts".

After copying and perusing a sage classic, Wu Shan fell asleep on the desk unconsciously.

The Underworld, a nameless town.

In this world where the sun never shines, the wind is raging, the black fog is filled, and the evil aura is so thick that it is visible to the naked eye.

Through a mysterious array of black mist, yin wind, and evil qi intertwined in front of him, a quaint and gloomy town came into view.

If Wushan is here, you will definitely find the layout of this town, which is 100% restored to the layout of Qingyang Town.

An unnamed Yin River separates the town, with a slightly rich and ornate building to the east and a straw hut and dilapidated yard to the west.

The strange thing is that in the whole town, only the Wushan house in Hexi is brightly lit, and the rest of the place is silent and dark, as if something is sleeping in this gloom.

……

Qinghe City, the sun is shining.

Wushan woke up late, which made Wushan doubt his body and spirit.

As for the reason, it is that Wushan unknowingly slept on the desk last night, which should not be the case for Wushan, who cultivates both literature and Taoism and qi and blood.

If Xiao Yun'er hadn't called Liu Hong and Li Biao to move him to the bedroom, it is estimated that Wushan would not have fallen into a stiff neck at this time, but he should have a crooked neck and upper body.

What's even more weird is that Wushan had a dream last night.

It was a spring dream, and everything in the dream was hazy, but Wushan was familiar with everything there.

"Husband, the concubine wants it!"

“……”

The place in the dream is very familiar to Wushan; The person who appeared in the dream is also familiar to Wushan.

"It's weird, how did you dream back to Qingyang County, and did that thing with Junyoulong's tiger girl......"

Wu Shan, who had just gotten up, whispered and said inexplicable words in a voice that only he could hear.

Fortunately, after some investigation, Wushan couldn't find any abnormalities in his body, so he didn't take this matter to heart.

After washing up and eating something, Wushan shouted Liu Hong and Li Biao, and rushed straight to the mansion of teacher Zhou Langkun.

Zhou's house, study.

The teacher Zhou Langkun did not give a lecture, and drove the only daughter Zhou Qingzhou, who came in to take advantage of the class, out of the study, leaving Wushan to talk alone.

"Come, tell the teacher, why did you do that yesterday?"

Wu Shan frowned slightly, he was not afraid that the teacher Zhou Langkun would be disgusted by his behavior yesterday, but he felt that there must be some reason for this kind of trivial matter that the teacher Zhou Langkun deliberately took it out.

Wushan did not hide it and said his thoughts.

"Duan Yiming and his disciples came all the way from Qingyang, bumping and bumping all the way, nine deaths, the disciples and Duan Yiming can be said to be friends of life and death."

"The disciple regarded him as his own junior brother, and when he saw him and Ling Liyuan arguing, the end was miserable, and he naturally had the idea of taking Ling Liyuan out of anger."

Wu Shan spoke indifferently, and when he saw that the teacher's face was fine, he opened his mouth and said.

"Besides, the relationship between the disciple and Ling Liyuan is not good, just enough to suppress his arrogance to vent his hatred for telling the Gai family and the secret realm to rob the treasure."

"After the disciple arrived at Daguan Tower yesterday, he heard that Ling Liyuan had the appearance of breaking the mirror, and his thoughts were even stronger."

"Later, there was the one you always knew!"

Regarding Wushan's behavior, Zhou Langkun did not make any comments.

Everyone's position is different, their ideas are different, Zhou Langkun will not interfere with what Wushan does, what he has to do is to guide Wushan.

In fact, if he hadn't received that news in the morning, Zhou Langkun thought that Wushan's behavior yesterday was desirable.

Wu Shanqing took a sip of Yunshen tea, moistened his throat, and looked at the teacher Zhou Langkun with expectant eyes.

Zhou Langkun saw that Wushan's expression was calm and calm, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on his face.

After seeing the curious look on Wushan's face, Zhou Langkun suddenly opened his mouth and said lightly.

"Last night, Ling Liyuan was far away from Hongyan Building, laughed at a group of students, and when he turned around and went downstairs and out of the restaurant, he successfully broke the mirror."

The study was suddenly quiet.

Wu Shan's face froze indifferently, Zhou Langkun was extremely happy when he saw this kind of scene.

Zhou Langkun really felt very happy, Wushan, a disciple, rarely showed his cowardly and low side in front of him.

Now seeing Wushan's rigid expression, which gradually turned into an embarrassment and discomfort like eating S, Zhou Langkun was extremely happy.

"Ling Liyuan has entered the fourth realm, he is a good opponent, don't fall into the face of being a teacher!"

After seeing Wushan recover, Zhou Langkun comforted him.

Although these words are a reminder, they are full of confidence and trust in Wushan when they speak.

Wu Shan nodded and said lightly.

"Teacher, don't worry, it's only the fourth realm!"

Wu Shan's tone was very loud, he himself was not yet in the Fourth Realm, but he was disdainful when he mentioned Ling Liyuan.

Fortunately, Zhou Langkun knew some details of Wushan, so he didn't say more, and took the opportunity to change the topic.

""The Legend of Zhong Kui Killing Ghosts" is about to be finished?"

When Wu Shan heard this, his face was surprised, and he looked at the teacher Zhou Langkun with blazing eyes.

"Don't be surprised, it's normal for us to have a sense of luck."

"If you're writing in the real world, you don't necessarily feel it as a teacher."

"But you are writing in the literary world, and the literary world is originally built by luck, and those who are related to your luck will be more or less sensitive."

Wu Shan showed such an expression at the right time, satisfying the vanity of the teacher Zhou Langkun.

"Yesterday, the disciple was disturbed by the incident of the younger brother Duan Yiming, and the state was not at the peak, so he did not go to the literary world to continue writing."

"Today, the disciple is free, but he can finish the book, and then he will ask the teacher to teach him."

Zhou Langkun didn't answer this, but he could see that once "The Legend of Zhong Kui Killing Ghosts" was completed, there must be some vision.

Next, Zhou Langkun answered some questions about Wushan's cultivation of Wendao before releasing Wushan from the study.

Outside the study, Wushan had just stepped out of his front foot when he was intercepted by the little girl Zhou Qingzhou.

"Brother Wu, I'm so pitiful! Daddy doesn't bring me with you to open a small stove, and Qingzhou also wants to open a small stove. ”

The little girl Zhou Qingzhou is very good at acting, and when she spoke, a pair of big black eyes swirled in her eyes, and tears began to accumulate in her clear eyes.

Wu Shan stretched out his hand and unexpectedly gave the little girl Zhou Qingzhou a brain meltdown.

"Don't get in the way, your senior brother and I still have something to do!"

After speaking, Wushan didn't care about jumping up in place, and Zhou Qingzhou, who was shouting, went to the backyard to say goodbye to his sister Zhou.

It was night, Wushan was full of wine and food, and nourished his spirit.

After bathing and changing clothes, Wu Shan greeted the two personal maids and the guards Liu Hong and Li Biao, signaling that if they saw a vision in the study, they should not panic, and they should not disturb themselves by breaking into the door.

When Liu Hong and Li Biao heard this, they both stood outside the door of Wushan's house and performed the duty of guard.

It was Xiao Qi'er and Xiao Yun'er who were sent to the front yard to guard the door.