Chapter 219: A greeting from the palace
The hearts of the cultivators of Shengyan Academy were like being smashed by a sledgehammer, and their hearts and souls couldn't help but shake.
The title of Marquis of Taiping may be obtained by luck, so how to explain Chen Qingshan's cultivation in the three realms, this can't be explained by luck.
Now looking at Chen Qingshan's back, there is something more in the eyes of the female Confucian students of Shengyan Academy, which is reassuring. Especially Qin Yunyun, the daughter of Qin Xiang, what was revealed in her eyes was joy, great joy after despair.
And Bai Chan's heart was mixed, and in the end, all her thoughts turned into a sigh.
The light in the eyes under the young man's mask was constantly flickering and disappearing, and after confirming Chen Qingshan's strength, he didn't feel that he could take down this Taiping Marquis in a short period of time without using his own background.
And if he uses his background, then there is a great chance that his identity will be exposed, and it is not yet time to turn his face with Shengyan Academy.
Therefore, the masked young man chose a more secure method, and directly asked the Seven Realms powerhouse in the team to take Qin Yunyun away.
"Seniors, please!" The masked youth shouted directly into the sky through the earth dragon.
At this moment, a sense of majesty rose to the sky, and a huge coercion enveloped the entire team of carriages and horses of the Shengyan Academy in an instant, and the sound of the Great Dao sounded, it was the elder who shot with all his strength after hearing the voice of the masked young man.
A golden light appeared on the masked elder, from the inside out, tearing through the darkness of the long night, like a god of light, and the robe was dangling again, three feet above the ground, just reaching out and pressing, the Great Confucian of the Six Realms of the Shengyan Academy stayed in place, unable to move again.
The masked elder floated over, and the hard wall of earth dissolved in front of him without hindrance.
The coercion of the Seven Realms rushed straight to the entire battlefield, and even the female gentleman of the academy also felt powerless.
Under the power, they are all ants.
The coercion is like the sea, and the prohibition on the carriage where Ah Lan is is is like a candle in the wind, and it is rushed to pieces by the coercion of this Seven Realms cultivator, which means that Ah Lan is about to bear the coercion of this Seven Realms power, and Ah Lan is injured.
When this powerhouse of the Seven Realms unleashed his cultivation without any scruples, a sense of powerlessness arose in everyone's hearts, which was the gap in the level of life.
Facing the majesty of the power of the Seven Realms, the Confucian students of the academy unconsciously lowered their heads.
Bai Chan spat out a mouthful of blood and held on to the wheel of the carriage so as not to let herself fall, this gentleman's own pride made her not want to bow her head.
Through the earthen wall that had been dissolved, Chen Qingshan saw Kong Fang, he was also one of the few scholars who did not bow his head, Kong Fang looked at this side, his eyes were full of anxiety, and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the storm set off by this elder, there was no sound.
Only Chen Qingshan, like that reef, remained unmoved, with Chen Qingshan's divine soul, coupled with the blessing of the rules of the dantian world, not to mention the Seven Realms, even if the immortal immortal came, he would not bow his head.
Chen Qingshan not only did not bow his head, but was even a little angry because of Ah Lan's relationship.
"Senior, you're not here to kill someone, you don't have to be like this, just take her away, just pass me, don't hurt innocent people."
"I don't think you want to offend Shengyan Academy too much, do you?" With a breath of sword qi, Chen Qingshan spit out his own voice, which passed through the storm and fell into the ears of the masked elder.
The masked elder raised his hand, the golden light converged, and the coercion dissipated: "Reasonable." ”
Chen Qingshan bowed his hand slightly, and he thanked him.
"I was a little curious just now, who could make him unable to take it for a long time, but now when I see it, it turns out to be the Marquis of Taiping." The elder wrapped his hands in his sleeves, like a sword hiding the edge, looked at the masked youth, and then at Chen Qingshan.
"Marquis Taiping, it's really extraordinary."
"You're worth my shot."
The masked elder left his feet off the ground, hanging in the air, moving like a ghost, stretching out his fingers, pointing at Chen Qingshan's forehead, without leaving his hand at all, this is a killing move, and Chen Qingshan will be killed on the spot.
The masked young man's pupils shrank, this old man was more ruthless than he imagined, and then linked to his provenance, the masked young man turned into relief, this vein, and the grievances and sorrows of Chen Qingshan, the Marquis of Taiping, were not small at all.
The wind was strong, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the dark clouds covered the moon, and the originally dim sky became even darker.
Qin Yunyun and the female Confucian students who were hiding behind Chen Qingshan only felt a little dizzy, as if a whole sea was rushing towards them, but they were blocked by the man in front of them.
Immediately after, there was a sense of sadness.
Depressed, extremely depressed, so depressed that people can't breathe, when Chen Qingshan falls, no one can protect himself, and more importantly, Taiping Marquis Chen Qingshan, who could have not interfered in this matter, is an innocent person.
Now he took the initiative to jump into the maelstrom of not knowing how many people would die.
At this time, Qin Yunyun's mood was like this extremely dark skylight, without a trace of light.
When the clouds cleared, the moonlight shone down, and only a beam of moonlight fell on the carriage, and the wind stopped, and the shadows of the trees no longer swayed, and everything that happened in the carriage became the only thing in everyone's eyes.
"Squeak~"
It was the sound of the heavy wooden door of the carriage being pushed open, and after feeling Chen Qingshan's danger, Ah Lan rushed out of the carriage despite Dao Thirteen's obstruction.
The girl in white lifted the hem of her skirt and jumped straight out of the carriage, a little red blood on her lips, so red that it was dazzling, so red that it made people feel distressed.
"Fuck it!" Dao Thirteen didn't stop Ah Lan, his face showed a look of pain, but without the slightest entanglement, he stretched out his hand to the gourd on his waist.
"It's fine." Until a voice rang out.
This voice, which was not familiar, came from Chen Qingshan, but it was not Chen Qingshan's voice.
As soon as Ah Lan's footsteps stopped, Dao Thirteen pressed the gourd in his hand.
The clouds cleared and the moonlight shone brightly.
The elder's fingers stopped less than an inch away from Chen Qingshan's forehead, and the strength on his fingers cut through the skin on Chen Qingshan's forehead, and the red blood flowed down the wound, flowing through his eyebrows, eyes, and the tip of his nose, and then trickled down from Chen Qingshan's face, connecting into a line of blood.
The blood fell down onto a black spike, which was split apart and fell in two places.
An iron spike pressed against the elder's neck, so that the elder did not dare to move in the slightest.
Behind Chen Qingshan, there was a black-robed man, a black-robed man with a rickety figure, and when he removed the hood covering his head, he revealed an extremely ugly face.
The owner of this face smiled ruefully, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth that were missing, and his face was even more wriggling, with an indescribable coldness, as if he had just crawled out of the grave.
But the magnificent gold pattern on his black robe, the stitching, shows that he is a palace man.
"Ugly slave, greet the Hou Ye on behalf of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."