The welcome puja is over.

After Lou Jinchen handed in his syllabus, he learned that there was an inspector who actually managed the Taixue, and the entire teaching affairs of the Taixue were arranged by him.

The inspector's name is Yu Xuanbian, a very strange name.

He has a pair of long beards, but his chin is extremely smooth, and his face is like a large fishman, wearing a personal hat, and his temperament is like a combination of the most external and the rich man.

After Lou Jinchen handed in his syllabus, he frowned and looked at it again and again, and said, "You write so briefly, but your words are exaggerated, I'm afraid no students will come to listen to your class."

"Why is that?"

"Look, you said above that the sword skills you preached, with a sword in hand, can kill internal and external ghosts and gods, this statement is sensational, how can people believe it?"

Yu Xuanbian said.

"With a sword in hand, if you ask if you can't kill ghosts and gods?"

Lou Jinchen said.

The inspector was stunned for a moment, looked at Lou Jinchen's serious expression, and said: "Even if you really have the ability, but you can't say this here, you can know that among the two great teachings, one of them is a high-ranking priest of the God of Winter, and she is equivalent to the existence of the god of transformation."

Lou Jinchen instantly understood what he meant, there is a god here, you say that if you can kill ghosts, you can kill ghosts, but you say that you can kill gods, isn't this a slap in the face!

Lou Jinchen didn't want to change it in his heart, but the inspector had already crossed out the word god and changed it to the word 'strange', and said: "I heard people say that whether it is a god or a ghost, it is just their own strange thoughts that define it."

"Hey, that doesn't make much sense."

Xue Baoer said.

"You've changed a word for him, and if he thinks he needs to enrich his syllabus, you can help him post it like that."

The inspector said.

"Okay, that's going to trouble the inspector."

Xue Baoer said.

"Those of them who are willing to come there to teach their own art are worthy of gratitude, you are just helping them arrange classes."

As he spoke, the inspector turned around and said, "Yes, he is not prepared in his heart, and what is popular now is the Imperial Silver Pill."

The art of sword gang, also known as the art of sword pills, his sword fighting method, needs to rush into the cover of the method itself, and it is inevitable that it will be safe, so the students must be willing to choose. "

"The art of turning the sword into the silver pill, you will also, but I think that if we want to learn, it is best to start with the art of fighting the sword, if we dare to learn it because we feel close to it, so we give up the opportunity to learn from you, this will be our Taixue and even outside of their lives

, most: a small regret. "

Xue Baoer said.

The inspector glanced at Xue Bao'er again and said, "No wonder the mountain chief said that he is a swordsman, you have never seen his swordsmanship, but that tone is true: small, not a little proud."

"The superintendent doesn't know anything, but in your opinion, if the sword-bearer has the heart to sacrifice his life, as if he asks to kill the enemy? When the line of fate is on the line, it can witness from you. I think you have practiced swords for ten teenagers, and you have never hurt anyone, and you are in a desperate situation, and you use your mortal body to kill a secret food out of control

At this moment of meeting the enemy, the only reliance is not the sword in your hand, if you retreat, there is no hope of life, and if you advance, you will die. "

"The process of waiting is the most anxious and panicked, the torment when waiting for the line of life and death to come, is like a sword burning in the fire, the moment of receiving the enemy, is tempering and forging."

"Practicing the sword first trains the heart, whether it is the art of fighting the sword or the art of flying the sword, if there is a fearful and cowardly heart, it is to kill the enemy."

Xue Baoer elaborated seriously.

The inspector looked at Xue Bao'er, my big white eyes were solemn, and said, "If you doubt him, he must be one: a little swordsman."

Xue Bao'er laughed and said, "Do you dare to be, inspector, the library outside him is not open now?"

"Of course."

The inspector turned around and took out a silver badge from outside the box, the badge had no thumb: small, big, it looked like an open book, I took it out of my hand, and said, "That's the badge to exit the library, he can't go back at any time now, you know, small."

A small number of lecturers came to teach outside the library, all of them came to Taixue's library, but you still have to remind him that if no student chooses to listen to his swordsmanship class, he must teach us well. "

"Of course, you have been preaching and teaching to solve doubts, that is, you are a speaker, and you should bear this responsibility."

Xue Baoer said.

"That's right, preach and teach to solve doubts, you have to use his words as a rubbing of Lang's aphorisms."

The inspector said.

Shen Sisheng smiled slightly, of course I don't have any opinions.

Before taking the badge, say goodbye to the inspector and leave.

All the way to the library.

The place where the library is located is very ordinary, it is a white one: small stones, the stone is not as low as a house, there is not a fresco under the stone, and the head of the painting is a library, like a floor plan, in which there is no red door in the front, and in the center of the door, there is not a brand.

Shen Sisheng's Dharma thought stirred up the aura of the badge in his hand, and under this brand, there was no strange light pouring out from the crack in the door of this carving, and I retreated into the outside of the Taixue, vaguely, I seemed to have not stood behind a huge small book hall, and a small door was hurriedly opened

opened, and the strange light outside poured out, swallowing it in an instant.

At that moment, I wanted to know what kind of 'secret spirit' was imprisoned in the middle of that Taixue

The secret realm that was established, for the first time, imprisoned the 'secret spirit' clone, and only by using its 'ability' could it be done, and it must be some kind of secret spirit with no spatial attributes.

It was obviously the most important secret outside of Taixue, and I was interested in exploring it, and I was the same as a small number of speakers, in order to read the rich collection of books, which is said to have collected all kinds of exploration notes left by these people at the beginning of the practice, and for generations

, no one has left the method they have obtained.

There are few forbidden methods, and there are few inexplicable and wonderful ideas, and it cannot be said that it is the richest collection of books in the small Qianguo.

At that moment, a space unfolded in my eyes, a huge library, rows of cabinets, from the bottom to the top, which looked like a bookcase, but not like it was carved out of a stone wall.

There are all kinds of books under the shelves, and there are no signs under each bookcase, and there are no people scattered among them.

But those were important at that moment, because Xue Bao'er felt that outside, the whole person became lighter.

I found that it was good to cast spells outside there, it was like putting shackles under me, and I stood outside for a while before I got used to it, and it felt very strange, as if I was buried in the earth, and the more I had to use the Dharma to disperse in my body, the more I could feel the bondage from the void.

My eyes ended up piling up the rhinoceros, and I ended looking at the library, and in my eyes, the library immediately changed, and the original void competition was a number of dust that had emerged, not the earthy yellow dust like a seal, so that the Dharma Mind had a Dharma to spread out there.

I looked deeper, those books, these people, all disappeared in my eyes, I looked into the depths of this library, there was no thick white darkness, I tried to look towards the white darkness, and then I saw that there was no dark light shining outside the white darkness, and I wanted to take a step back

At this time, two thin fingers suddenly appeared.

The finger appeared quietly, quietly, and occasionally I was extremely acute, and I only noticed it when this finger was about to press under my eyelids, and I was shocked, and when I closed my eyes to cut off the visual contact, I felt two fingers in my head

Under your own eyelids, you can walk with a touch.

At the same time, I heard a voice in my ears: "With such a pair of wonderful eyes, why do you want to keep secrets?"

Xue Bao'er heard that it was the voice of the mountain chief, but the emotions in that voice were exactly the same as the mountain chief in my heart.

But it was very slow, and I figured it out again, and understood that if the mountain chief had that side, if he could control such a Taixue.

That Taixue is the entire Dongzhou: a small name, and looking at the current form, the National Teacher's Mansion and the God of Winter are wrestling outside that Taixue.

I restrained my ability to restrain my eyes, rubbing my eyes heavily, my eyes didn't hurt a little, the touch just now made the depths of my eyes no longer hurt.

Yes, it didn't affect my eyesight, and everything in my eyes returned to abnormality, but I found that the little family was looking at me.

None of them smiled and said: "It turned out to be Lou: Xiao Jianhao is here, but you are thinking about who is so arrogant, Jing Ran dares to peek into the depths of the library, the mountain chief still likes him very much, and Jing keeps a pair of eyes."

The person who spoke was Jian Xiaoshi.

"The mountain chief is merciful, so naturally he will be cautious about hurting the lecturer outside my academy."

Xue Baoer said.

"It seems that he hasn't misunderstood the mountain chief, and it's always good to meet for the first time."

Jane: After Xiao Shi finished speaking, he finished looking for a book to read.

And Xue Bao'er also ended looking for books to read, did I look for a book on this kind of magic practice, but a book about describing the origin of the world, I haven't seen it anywhere else.

I found that there were a lot of them, yes and a lot, and the content was all kinds of imaginary words.

None of them are in the Age of the Mist books.

"The world was in a fog, but the sun came and dispelled the fog and burned many souls, and from then on, all souls withered."

"People end thinking and get spells."

Seeing that, Shen Sisheng thought to himself, could it be that in the end, it was a very important thing for the small family to obtain spells, and it was simply necessary to think about it.

"After a long period of time, no one has cultivated the sun and the moon to attain the Tao, and the new path of cultivation has ended."

Xue Bao'er felt that she had been out there for too long, and wanted to take two books back to read, but found that she couldn't take them away at all, and she could only read them outside.

I sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning against this bookshelf, watching quietly, and almost no one was silent.

Lou Jinchen followed his cousin and eldest sister to the outside of a single house, and you saw this person who was sitting under the podium and with the mountain chief: the little teacher.

You know, that's the priest of the god of winter.

At the ferry at the mouth of the eight rivers, there was no one from the National Teacher's Mansion who should have died at the hands of the priests of the god of winter.

"Does he know who killed his father?"

Lou Jinchen's worrying and tangled thing finally happened, and his cousin wanted to know the truth.

Jia Fu shook his head suspiciously, I haven't been away from home for so long, from the big to the small, I have been raised like a man in the courtyard of the deep house, in that short period of time, I haven't had the idea of going home several times, I am very adaptable, there is no outside

There are so few people around him, are there so few people playing with him, and there are no good words anytime and anywhere.

Under yesterday's welcome ceremony, so few familiar people sat here together, I felt awkward, if I was outside the house, I must get angry and throw things, and drive those people away, what makes me even more upset is that when I asked the two delicate girls next to me, I thought you

Like yourself, you will love the aura of these women very much, and you will hate these gazes, but I have found that you are not as you imagined.

Lou Jinchen cares, I don't think it's strange at all, the key is that my most beloved sister Lin actually has such a disgust and like herself, and she didn't say that she wanted to go back.

And persuaded himself, saying: "Since you have come, you should practice well, he is the heir of the Jia family, you should practice hard and revive the family's reputation."

I have heard too little of that kind of advice recently, since my father died, it seems that no one thinks that the whole Jia Yu is in turmoil, but I really want to say that Jia Yu is still this Jia Yu, and he has not wavered.

"The man who killed his father was in Tai Academy, and he had seen me."

Gong Yao looked at the eight people, and the expressions of the eight people were all in your heart.

"Who?"

Jia Fu asked slowly, my breathing was heavy.

"Talker, building."

A smile appeared at the corner of Gong Yao's mouth, and said: "So you asked my name outside yesterday, but Liu Hanfeng was quite protective of me, and you are also so hard to expose it, I Bi Jing is not in the Tai Academy, if I insist on exposing it, it will make Shan Chang face."

The face is good-looking, but his father, who is the patriarch of the Church of the God of Winter, is: Little Offering Lord, you don't think you have the responsibility to tell him the truth. "

Jia Fu was stunned, I still vaguely remember the 'building' speaker I saw under this puja yesterday, although this speaker only showed his face for a short time, but it impressed me deeply.

It's just because the 'building' is old, and it's just because my hair is very short, but it's the whole way I show that I don't have a kind of envy from the bottom of my heart.

However, when I heard that I had killed my father, I felt an uncontrollable sense of humiliation in my heart, and I was overwhelmed by this.

"What, I, am I not Shen Sisheng?"

Jia Fu asked in disbelief.

"He can't ask the big girl next to him."

Gong Yao pointed to Lou Jinchen and said.

Lou Jinchen's face was not red yet, and when Jia Fu and Lin Daiqing turned their heads to look at you, you said that you were speaking.

"It turns out that he has known him for a long time, yes, I sent him back, he is his benefactor, he thinks he is telling you, you will always know?"

Jia Fu: Whispering.

Lou Jinchen also said that it came out in a word, you are not ashamed in your heart, and you are also at a loss.

"He eats the stuff in the outside steak, he gets out, get out now, the Jia family wants people like him!"

Jia Fu pointed at Lou Jinchen angrily and cursed.