on the window lattice.

Another young man, sitting on the windowsill, was holding a pot of wine, looking in the direction of Kiyogihara.

This person is wearing the blue and black robe of the Shence Army, the long sword at the waist is extremely long, the face is round, and the eyes are dark, which is not the same as the awe-inspiring temperament of ordinary swordsmen.

"Teacher, it seems that there is a disciple on the Five Elements Origin who has urged the spiritual spring...... Looking at the spiritual pressure, it seems that there are only nine grades. ”

The white-haired man's dangling fingers fell, and he continued to play the strings, already changing the key.

"Really?"

The young man on the windowsill was a little surprised:

"I remember, teacher, you were the only ...... in the country who used the nine-rank spiritual pressure to urge the spiritual spring"

The sound of the piano was elegant, and the white-haired man shook his head and said:

"It's all in the past, it's not worth mentioning."

Immediately, he said indifferently:

"This person is a single spiritual spring driven by the Nine Grades and Five Elements, which is actually more difficult than what I do."

When the young man heard this, he suddenly became excited.

"So, the Academy of Magic has a genius again? Then I should see it with my own eyes! ”

The white-haired man shook his head and sighed:

"Forcibly urging Shan Quan with the Five Elements Equal Endowment, although it is exquisite, it is not as good as the effort of Shan Lingfu, and in terms of magic, it is just a meaningless thing."

The young man also regretted it.

"Yes, he may be a genius doctor, but he is hardly a qualified magician."

"Unless he ...... What am I thinking! ”

……

There was silence on the foggy plains.

Kwan Shiyan was the first to applaud excitedly.

"Wow, it's out...... It's beautiful! ”

Immediately, many girls also applauded and cheered.

These, just to watch the lively layman.

Only a few students were stunned and speechless for a long time.

He Jianqun watched it for a long time, and was secretly surprised by Chen Yanjun's methods of increasing the resistance of the dantian and forcibly stretching the spiritual veins to increase the spiritual pressure.

Yun Yan felt that Chen Yanjun was still expressionless when he pulled out three times the spiritual pressure, as if he still had the strength to spare......

Looking at Chen Yanjun's overly handsome face again, Yun Yanhui felt much more comfortable.

He Jianqun reminded:

"Don't rejoice too soon! The spiritual spring has already fallen, and it is so difficult to urge one spring, how can it be able to urge five springs at the same time? ”

The girls looked at it expectantly, as if they were waiting for Chen Yanjun's next move.

However, Dr. Chen, the two teaching assistants, and most of the male disciples present vaguely felt that Chen Yanjun might not be able to get off the stage.

Urging the spiritual spring with the nine-grade spiritual pressure is certainly a miracle comparable to the first seat of Qinghongzi.

However, the first single-system spiritual spring that was once urged was a fine spring that soared into the sky, more than one zhang high, and lasted for more than 100 breaths, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

However, Chen Yanjun urged such a slender and soft gold powder spiritual spring, but it was only one foot high, and it only lasted for a dozen breaths.

He has reached the limit of the nine grades and five elements!

Enough to shine, but hard to go any further.

Even the first adult only completed the feat of urging the five spiritual springs at the same time after cultivating to the seventh grade.

This is also why, hearing that Chen Yanjun wanted to urge the Five Elements Spirit Spring, Dr. Chen directly shook his head and left.

I don't know when it started, the fog of Qingwuyuan became more and more dense.

In front of the golden spirit pillar.

Chen Yanjun stood in place in a daze, not caring about the spiritual spring that disappeared at the top of the pillar.

Just now, he stretched the spiritual veins and urged the spiritual spring to gush up with all his might—

I don't know if it was due to the influence of black tea and tea power, he saw that the red mist in the column was filled, and there seemed to be a broken magic pattern reflected on the outer wall of his dantian.

Generally, the spirit pattern is lit, mostly one of the three colors of clear white and blue, or a variety of mixed colors.

Magic pattern, only red and black.

Just now, Chen Yanjun only saw it for a moment beyond the limit of his spiritual pressure.

And it's just a fragment of the magic pattern, and it is likely that it can only be cracked by urging the Five Elements Spirit Spring at the same time.

"Could it be that the thief who has a very similar experience to himself is really a demon cultivator?"

No wonder it has something to do with the investigation of the town prison department......

Right now, Chen Yanjun's problem is that he has to increase it three times before he can barely activate the spiritual pressure of the spiritual spring, and he has to urge the five spiritual springs at the same time.

Three times five, which is fifteen, directly exceeds the theoretical limit of ten times.

Looking up at the disappearing spiritual spring, Chen Yanjun couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, there is still a way......

On the side, Yun Yanhui was suddenly surprised to find that Chen Yanjun had not given up, but was pondering how to urge the Five Spiritual Springs.

Although she felt that it was impossible, as a teaching assistant, she still had the obligation to explain the situation.

"Generally speaking, the spiritual pressure of a Nine-Rank cultivator is extremely limited, and the transmission distance is no more than ten zhang, and it gradually decays...... Generally, the effective killing distance is about three zhang. ”

"And the middle point, the distance from the five pillars is more than twenty zhang, if you want to urge the five spiritual springs at the same time, for the time being, regardless of the accuracy of the five elements of the imperial spirit and the strength of the divine soul, just the strength of the spiritual pressure, you need at least six grades of cultivation!"

"The current record is the first feat of an adult to use the Seven Grades of Cultivation to perfectly urge the Five Spiritual Springs."

"And this Assistant Teacher He, with the cultivation of the six grades, has maintained the five spiritual springs of varying heights for ten breaths, which is the best that the Academy of Martial Arts has done in the past ten years."

He Jianqun listened very helpfully, and stood proudly with his sword in both hands.

Chen Yanjun bowed slightly.

He also knew that with his current strength, it would be impossible to urge the five spiritual springs at the same time if he didn't spend a lot of work, and it was impossible to even reach the level of Assistant Teacher He.

As long as he can urge the five spiritual springs, maybe he will be able to see the complete magic seal, and then crack the Tibetan poem.

In the mist, Chen Yanjun stared at the five pillars from a distance, as if he saw five old locust trees.

Energize!

It suddenly occurred to him that the essence of the energy transformation was a kind of time-delayed vibration, and if the delay was long enough, it would be able to stimulate the five spiritual springs in turn.

Perhaps, in a certain moment, he can achieve the feat of urging the five spiritual springs at the same time, and be able to glimpse the five magic patterns at the same time.

Thinking like this, Chen Yanjun became excited.

Raise your palm and slap it on the gold spirit pillar, and at the same time, the palm of your hand is poured into the pillar with highly compressed gold spirit power.

The effect is similar to that of a palm slap on a locust tree.

At first, the pillar did not react.

After a long while, a spiritual spring composed of Xuanjin iron powder suddenly erupted from the top of the column.

This time, the spiritual spring seemed to last a little longer.

Assist the spirit with physical arts? The onlookers looked at the students with blank expressions.

Chen Yanjun didn't stop, and came to the Wood Spirit Pillar as fast as he could.

In the same operation, he fused the spiritual power of the wood system with his strength and slapped his palm......

After a while, the Wood Spiritual Spring also spewed out.

So, in full view of everyone, Chen Yanjun urged all the five spirit pillars out of the spiritual spring as quickly as possible.

At this time, the two spiritual springs of Jinmu had already fallen.

When Chen Yanjun returned to the central position, the third water system spiritual spring also slowly fell.

Chen Yanjun didn't care, stood in the middle, breathed a long sigh of relief, and slowly closed his eyes.

Frown.

Raise your hand.

With the help of the remnants of the Transforming Spirit.

However, the five spiritual springs are like whack-a-mole, one popping up and falling one down, taking care of one and losing the other.

Everyone watched for a while, but they never saw the five spiritual springs rising at the same time.

The two teaching assistants couldn't help but sigh.

In the distance, on the boulder of the mountain, the old doctor got up slowly, did not look at Chen Yanjun, and only said:

"There is a limit to ingenuity, and the cultivation of the spirit must be down-to-earth after all."

"Dismissal!"

With that, he turned and descended the mountain, striding away from the Clear Mist Plain.

Although they knew that it was impossible, everyone still felt sorry.

However, at this very moment!

The clear fog was covered with black clouds, and the wind was loud.

The five spirit pillars suddenly trembled one by one, emitting a strange unison.

Chen bowed and looked up.

A high-pitched thunderclap and a whispering pillar sound fell from the clouds.

If you listen closely, it looks like a human voice:

"Stay until autumn comes September 8......"

Chen Gongxing's old eyes suddenly froze, and the bones of his body trembled.

"It's!"

"I kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom."

Two ordinary poems...... But the form of vocalization is too peculiar!

"What's going on!"

Chen bowed, and his figure flashed, and he returned to the Qingwu Plain.

Only then did I find out that it was actually the five spirit pillars that resonated in a strange rhythm.

He understood that it was not necessary to urge the spiritual spring at the same time to see the Tibetan poems, but to be able to perceive the rhythm of the five spiritual pillars, as if playing the piano, and the poems would appear!

Chen Yanjun raised his hand and closed his eyes, completely resonating with the five spirit pillars, and a red mist rose above his head again.

【Spirit +1,98/100 (Perfect)】

The pillars rumbled like floating clouds.

"The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an."

【Spirit +1,99/100 (Perfect)】

Only then did He Jianqun discern the verses from the pillar sound.

"He's interpreting poetry!"

Assistant Teacher Yun saw that Chen Yanjun was about to reach his limit.

"Chen Yanjun, stop."

The spiritual spring is high and low, and the five pillars roar in unison.

"—the city is full of golden armor!"

This sound is not a human voice, but a column sound made by the howling of the column and the resonance of the air.

The movement was loud, but it could only be heard up close, and it was mixed with the sound of the howling wind, which was extremely disturbing.

On the Qingwu Plain, except for Chen Yanjun, only Chen Gongxing heard the whole poem clearly.

Chen bowed and laughed at the same time, and looked up to the chief and said:

"When autumn comes, on September 8th, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom...... The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor...... The thief is going to rebel! ”

Chen Yanjun slowly opened his eyes.

[Soul +1,100/100 (Peak)!] 】

The five demonic fragments actually constructed a complete Nightmare Qi Illusion, and he forcibly suppressed the Nightmare Qi Illusion with the Five Elements Mountain that changed in height and low, which caused the resonance of the pillar and revealed the whole picture of Tibetan poetry.

Murong Ye was not wrong, he really broke through the bottleneck and reached the peak!

But this poem, which is not in the memory of the original owner, Chen Yanjun is no stranger.

One could even say that it is all too familiar.

From Huang Chao wrote: "Chrysanthemum".

"It's actually Huang Chao......"

Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao, who were in command of the rebel army at the end of the Tang Dynasty, successively took the titles of "General of Tianbu Average" and "General of Chongtian Taibao Junping" respectively, and to a certain extent they were also idealists.

In addition to indiscriminately killing innocents, Huang Chao did a good job, physically eliminating those great clans that lasted for thousands of years, just because the killing karma was too heavy and his reputation was not good.

I didn't expect that the Yellow Nest in this world would go to the country to collect poems in a grand manner, and the real strength may be unfathomable!

In recent years, Huang Chao also has a little reputation among the people, it is said that he and Wang Xianzhi gathered a grass army to wander in various provinces for many years, but because of the secession of civil feudal towns and local military strength, Huang Chao and Wang Xianzhi did not respond to each other, and grew rapidly.

It seems that Huang Chao has not fully exerted his strength......

Chen Yanjun sighed in his heart:

"The world line has obviously changed, Huang Chao can not only be born, but also write exactly the same poem!"

"Speaking of which, I actually have such a similar experience to Huang Chao......

"It's over!"

He said in his heart.

"Where is my sister-in-law, why didn't you come to the rescue? If I keep going, I'll be treated as a thief, okay! ”

Think carefully.

That Huang Chao also practiced in the Danlin Academy for seven days, could it be said that the reason why he fell into the demon path was also related to Dr. Tan's black tea?

Huang Chao's cultivation of the Demon Dao seems to have broken through the limit of the five elements, otherwise it would be difficult to hide in front of Qing Hongzi with the cultivation of the seven grades.

Is it really easy to fall into the magic of the five elements?

Chen Yanjun still remembers that after entering the Nightmare Illusion Realm for the first time and being awakened by her wife, she once said:

There are only two kinds of people who have been trapped in the illusion of nightmare for a long time, but they can be at ease.

One is the most evil person who empathizes with and walks with evil spirits.

The other is the person who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and wanted to support the building in the future.

"In other words, Huang Chao and I are two diametrically opposed people?"

This feeling...... It's like there's some kind of travel mission of its own.

He suddenly felt that the cause of the revival of Datang's aura gradually became complicated.

At the moment, Chen Yanjun is still just a nine-grade rookie, and he can't think of anything that far away.

He just wants to get stronger as soon as possible and protect his loved ones...... As for the general trend of the world and the rule of troubled times, I will talk about it when I have spare strength.

Only then did the girls around react, covering their ears and screaming in fright.

Guan Shiyan's face was dark, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to approach Chen Yanjun, so she shouted three feet away:

"Chen Yanjun, what are you doing!"

Jiang Miao patted Chen Yanjun on the shoulder.

"Stop, something is wrong!"

At the same time, all the powerhouses in the Guozi Prison sensed the strange howling on the Clear Mist Plain.

Some people are already rushing over......

Suddenly!

The sound of the pillar stopped abruptly, and a translucent black magic circle instantly enveloped the entire mountain.

At the same time, a vast and endless spiritual pressure fell with a bang.

On the Clear Mist Plain, everyone was still.

Not only does the body become a sculpture, but even the soul is still.

Except for Chen Yanjun.

He looked up, and it looked like a huge black coffin enveloping the Clear Mist Plain.

He couldn't hear any of the sound of the pillars, and the undulating spiritual spring turned into a neat trickle.

The nightmare demon pattern that he drew out also completely dissipated, and there was no scum left that had been suppressed by the vast spiritual pressure.

When I came back to my senses—

A tall, handsome-looking middle-aged man with flowing white hair appeared in front of him.

I didn't see it speak, but it made an empty voice like ventriloquism:

"What's your name?"