"All the boundaries I can think of have been poked, and none of them are yes, what can I do?!"

"Think about where you would hide if it were you!"

"I've tried it, half of it isn't, it can't be a dung door!" The master and apprentice were a little angry and arrogant, but as soon as these words came out, their eyes lit up at the same time, and it was really possible!

"It's out, Molong Molong, show your true body!" As soon as he threw away the shield in his hand, Mingyue Xiaodao Tong roared loudly, his body suddenly exploded, and ink blood surged out, turning into a pitch-black dragon in just a few breaths, and crashing headlong into the immortal family!

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"Fang Cun Mountain!"

"Bang!" The immortal family also saw that the ink dragon was extraordinary, and immediately used a big move, and an immortal mountain suddenly appeared, but it was smashed by the ink dragon!

The immortal's eyes shrank suddenly, and he wanted to use a spell to escape, but he found that he had been imprisoned by the law, so he had to grit his teeth, and a mouthful of ink blood spurted out: "The mountains and rivers are clear!" Hearing a bang, the body of the immortal family also exploded, and a quiet mountain range appeared, blooming with golden rays, firmly resisting the fangs of the ink dragon.

"Bunny, you're so deadly!" Qingfeng Dao Chang gasped, Mingyue can show her true body, burning Shouyuan every moment, and she must play with her life!

"Poof~!" A mouthful of old blood sprayed at Qingfeng, the color was also jet black, and the Qingfeng Dao Commander threw the sword fiercely, and shouted loudly: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!" "There are long rivers falling from the sky, but there are countless green fronts, like a strong wind sweeping through the quiet mountains, the mountains are only slightly moving, and there is no damage in the slightest.

Qingfeng Dao ignored it, but tried his best to cast the spell, and Qingfeng Yuluo continued to bombard, and the human eye saw that he had lost weight.

After three breaths, a sword was in the middle of a certain place, and a scream of mountain collapse sounded, and the quiet mountain range suddenly collapsed, turning into a pool of ink.

"Close!" Qingfeng Dao Chang roared hoarsely, and Qingfeng returned to merge into one, and the rust dissipated cleanly, like a pool of autumn water.

"Poof!" Tilting his head and falling to the ground, Qingfeng Dao grew up and gasped, the person was so thin that his skin and bones were covered with skin, his beard was snow-white, and even his eyes had lost their color, and the original dirty Taoist robe was now extremely clean, like a crumpled piece of rice paper.

"Ang~!" The ink dragon contracted and turned into a bright moon again, and fell headlong to Qingfeng's side, both the master and apprentice were howling, and they really hurt their vitality this time!

"Master, Master, something suddenly occurred to me." Mingyue said breathlessly, and Qingfeng grinned back: "What, what? ”

"Chai Tiannuo is also an ancestor and a saint now, and his ability has far surpassed you and me, this immortal family who lacks a soul is a true monarch at most, so let's fight for our lives like this?" Breathing evenly, Mingyue struggled to adjust her body, and asked suspiciously.

"This is the last time, the later I can be noticed by that person, the better, but you and I can't do it, and it's up to him to go down." Qingfeng sighed at the sky that began to collapse, and pointed to the pool of ink, and immediately a water dragon rose, directly hitting the master and apprentice, and the state of the two of them improved.

When the water dragon disappeared, Mingyue touched her more plump face, and couldn't help but smile: "Seriously, it's still a big gain, it's worth the trip." ”

"No matter how big you are, you can't do more, one is not careful, you will die, we can live so long, be cautious!" The dirty Dao robe returned again, and the Qingfeng Dao people also nodded with satisfaction, pointed out, and returned to the Desolate Northern Region again.

"Master, why don't you sweep the following together?"

"After all, it was made by you, and there will be some benefits if you take it." Mingyue said indistinctly, Qingfeng Dao Chang shook his head: "After all, it has become a world, even if it is about to collapse, it is said that it will not fall into the hands of Chai Tiannuo, but there is still some hope, if it enters the hands of you and me, what is the difference between it and the end?" Mingyue nodded lightly, reached out and patted her chest, the flatbread hula fell out, handed it to her master, and the master and apprentice chewed and walked into the distance.

Although the figure is a little gloomy, it stands like a mountain and is stable.

"The new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it all depends on the old stem for support; There will be a new student next year, and the ten-zhang dragon grandson will surround the phoenix pool. "Standing with the bamboo forest, take a deep breath, and the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves soaks into my heart.

Looking at the boy scholar who was walking or sitting in a book in his hand in the bamboo forest, wearing a white dress and reading tirelessly, Tuoba Lie's heart was immediately depressed, and he couldn't help but chant a small poem.

Every time I come to the Baili Bamboo Sea on the west side of this Luzuo land, Tuoba Lie always can't help but admire, Mr. Zhulin is really a strange person!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have imagined that Mr. Zhulin would be able to grow bamboo only in the south in this bitter cold land in the northern region, and the scale would be so large.

There are clouds in ancient times, the saint is now a miracle, and now the name of Mr. Zhulin's literary saint resounded throughout the northern region, no one questioned it, thinking about what Mr. did, it is in line with the ancient saying.

"I really can't imagine that in the Northern Regions, there is really a saint who has come to the world!" Tuoba took a deep breath and muttered to himself with a slight sigh.

Mr. Zhulin is rich in learning and five cars to cover the world, and his temperament is very high, but he is not pretentious and high-minded at all.

Since he came to the bitter cold land of the Northern Regions, he led his disciples and students to plant plants and trees, cultivate farm crops, and build school buildings, so as to create a different tomorrow for the poor who are sinking at the bottom of the dust.

It has no class, regardless of the temperament, the disciples are both the children of the eunuchs, and the common people, the world says that Mr. Zhulin has the demeanor of the saint, and there is no class of teaching, and he can be a model for the teachers of all ages.

In just a few years, the original dilapidated and mixed land outside the west of the city has undergone earth-shaking changes, and it is connected to the Bamboo Forest Academy, which is neat and dry, and there is no longer the appearance of the past.

"Governor, the family teacher is invited." A sound in his ears interrupted Tuobalie's thoughts, and he looked at it, and a tall young student in a pure white robe with a delicate body around him was bowing in front of him.

looked closely, but it was Mr. Zhulin's high apprentice, Xiang Xiu among the seven sons of Zhulin. Xiang Xiu straightened up after saluting, and kindly asked the governor's guards to rest in the wind and rain pavilion hidden in the bamboo forest, and he led the way slightly sideways, leading the governor to walk on the winding forest path.

Walking slowly on the path paved with lacquered stones, looking at the surrounding lush bamboo forest, looking at the front of the scholar who is not afraid of people and things, and the spirit of Tuoba Lie is even more inspired.

Xuantian came to the Northern Regions in the twenty-first year, and now it is the twenty-fifth year of Xuantian, and in the past four years, Mr. Zhulin's name has spread all over the world, regardless of the northern regions and the southern frontier of Shenzhou!

At the beginning of August of the twenty-first year of Xuantian, the Bamboo Forest School officially opened, and an entrance ceremony shocked the car master. Because he did not restrain his cultivation and taught Lu Zuo's children for free, he angered many teaching gentlemen of the Cheshi and triggered a literary competition.

Originally, Mr. Teaching wanted to make things difficult and show that he was knowledgeable, but Mr. Zhulin was just a person who sold his reputation and was not worthy of teaching.

After a competition, everyone was impressed and sighed to themselves.