Sleepless all night, coupled with the repeated air battles with the night owl, Su Wen's state at this time is definitely not good, and he is even a little wolf.

His body was still stained with red and green bloodstains, and his clothes were disheveled and broken, like a desert fleeing from the war, where was there still the demeanor of a human saint?

But at this time, Su Wen couldn't care about this, and swept through the border all the way, his breathing became more and more rapid, the fatigue in his eyes became more and more obvious, but his speed did not weaken in the slightest from beginning to end.

After flying for more than an hour, Su Wen finally came to the foot of Shenmu Mountain.

Seeing that the academy mountain gate was close in front of him, the excitement on Su Wen's face didn't last long, because in the next moment, the entire Shenmu Mountain disappeared from his eyes.

Of course, Su Wen didn't know that this was because Lu Yu had inspired the Academy's Mountain Guarding Array, but he could be sure that there had been a change in Shenmu Mountain!

At this time, Su Wen was still about a hundred feet away from Shenmu Mountain, and he was still a step too late after all.

But Su Wen did not give up because of this, but set his eyes on the grass house in front of Shenmu Mountain.

When he left the academy, there was no such cottage, and Su Wen, who was familiar with the Holy Law and Wei Law, knew even more that Emperor Wei had issued an edict stipulating that no buildings should be built within a hundred miles of Shenmu Mountain.

So, where did this grass house come from? Or rather, who would dare to ignore Emperor Wei's order and live at the foot of Shenmu Mountain in such a grand manner?

The answer is clear.

Su Wen didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, he held a thing in his hand tightly and held his breath. Walk slowly towards the grass house.

Su Wen's Chixiao Sword was accidentally left behind in the gray wood forest on the way back, so what he was holding in his hand at this time was not a three-foot sword blade, but an immeasurable pot.

Defend against the enemy with the method of literary fighting. It is Su Wen's own strength, in addition to stimulating the holy power, the last means of leapfrogging the challenge.

When he was in the wilderness and wilderness that day, it was with the talent of the Infinite Pot that Su Wen had the strength to fight against Xu Xianglin, although in the end the two were tied, but for the Sacred Word Continent, which was of a strict rank. It has to be said to be a miracle.

But what he was facing now was a half-saint!

It is the first half-saint of the country. It's the living legend.

Su Wen knew that his response at this time was actually quite ridiculous, with Xu Huanzhi's strength. If you really want to take his life. Maybe it only takes one look at him and he's dead.

At the beginning, Xu Ling, as the general of the garrison of Linchuan City, was also a scholar, but he was only glanced at by Lu Sanjiao, and the sea of literature was abolished, which is the gap between the two major positions!

A qiē is just like what Mu Xi said, with the position of Su Wen's attendant now, even if he comes to Shenmu Mountain. It doesn't work any way.

But Su Wen still came, and he was thousands of miles away. Rushing all the way from the Lost Swamp, then, he definitely will not stop in front of this last step.

Taking a deep breath, Su Wen almost came to the grass house with the belief that he would die, and then he stretched out his hand and pushed open the hidden door.

The room was empty, and there was no one.

Su Wen slowly lowered his arm that was clenching the Infinite Pot, held on to the door and gasped fiercely, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the disappeared Shenmu Mountain again.

Since he is not here, he must be there.

The disappearance of Shenmu Mountain and this empty grass house were originally two completely unrelated things, but at this time, in Su Wen's heart, the two had an inevitable connection.

Standing by the door and hesitating for a moment, Su Wen finally took a step forward and walked into the grassy grass house in front of him.

Although the whole grass house is very shabby, and it can be clearly seen that there are traces of tidying up, there are no beds, no pots and pans, and no stove smoke, but Su Wen still feels a breath of life from it.

"How many days did he stay here?"

Su Wen frowned, a little unbelievable, since Xu Huanzhi was so blatantly staying here, then why didn't Hongming Academy react?

Su Wen couldn't get any answer to this, so he simply stopped thinking about it, but slowly walked to the middle of the grass and sat down, closing his eyes.

Su Wen had already felt it before, after being promoted to squire, he had developed an inexplicable connection with this world, and now, what he needed to use was this connection.

Even if the Scholar's Position was only the initial condition for feeling this connection, and what Su Wen could see was very limited, he still felt a very faint fluctuation of talent outside his body.

"He's been here, huh? wait......"

Su Wen's brows suddenly furrowed slightly, as if he had made some other discovery.

"There is more than one person, there is one more, and this person's rank is much lower than Xu Huanzhi......"

After all, Su Wen was just a new scholar, so he couldn't judge how big the gap between the two of them was, let alone detect the traces left by the flower saint Wang Hao at the beginning, but even so, such an understanding was enough for him at this time.

After a while, Su Wen stood up again, carefully rummaged through the entire grass house, and found that there were no more clues, so he turned to leave.

This time, Su Wen moved to the front of Shenmu Mountain, of course, there was still only an empty space in front of him at this time.

"What the hell is going on?"

Su Wen stood in front of the mountain, feeling the autumn breeze blowing in his ears, and looking into the distance, it was like a clay statue, standing still.

At this station, he stood for several hours, until the sun was shining, until his body gradually stiffened, and Su Wen's eyes were finally blocked by a huge green shadow.

Mount Shenmu reappeared.

Without warning, without any reason, just as it had been when it had disappeared.

So Su Wen's figure moved in an instant, there were a total of 908 stone steps in front of the Shenmu Mountain Gate, Xu Huanzhi broke through the mountain twice, and every time he walked through this stone step, it took at least half a pillar of incense.

Su Wen, on the other hand, only used two breaths.

After two breaths, Su Wen's figure had already appeared in front of the majestic White Jade Mountain Gate, and then the academy token in his hand exuded a burst of warmth, and the next moment, Su Wen disappeared from before the mountain gate.

He began to climb the mountain.

I once remembered that after the state examination, the first test faced by the students on the first list of the states was mountain climbing.

That time, Su Wen was the last to reach the top of the mountain, and was mercilessly ridiculed by Lou Zhi.

But Lou Zhi never knew how fast Su Wen would be if he really wanted to be the first to climb the mountain.

Exactly then.

When Su Wen's footsteps stopped again, he had already appeared in front of the ink pool on the mountainside, and he waded through the crystal clear water, and then entered a small world with only black and white.

But Bai Jianqiu was nowhere to be seen.

Without making any stops, Su Wendang retreated from the ink pond and walked again, and then he came to the forbidden place of Shenmu Mountain, the tea garden.

Like an ink pool, Lu Sanjiao also gave Su Wenneng the permission to enter and exit the tea garden.

The fragrance in the tea garden is still there, and the silence is as usual, as Lu Sanjiao said at the beginning, this is the quietest place in the entire Shenmu Mountain.

There is still Lu Sanjiao's guqin on the ground, but the tea cup on the table is cold, and Lu Sanjiao is not here.

Not only that, Su Wen climbed all the way up the mountain, and he didn't even see any teaching academician, and the entire Shenmu Mountain was like a tomb, looking lifeless.

Just as Su Wen left the tea garden, a brilliant purple gold light suddenly rose in the sky, which was the direction of Baicao Courtyard.

Seeing this, Su Wen's heart suddenly tightened, the crane roared again, the wind rose on the ground, Su Wen's feet stepped lightly, and the whole person turned into a ball of streamer, rushing towards Baicao Courtyard.

Passing through the front courtyard of the college, I no longer heard the sound of reading aloud, nor did I see the students in green shirts frolicking in front of the ping.

Walking through the library again, the old man was still lying on the rattan chair as if he were sleeping, as if he had no idea what had happened in the academy.

The talent and light on the horizon are getting stronger and stronger, and after the purple gold, it is pure gold, like the scorching sun in the sky, extremely bright.

Su Wen's footsteps became more and more urgent, and "Crane" and "Gale" were blessed together, leaving only an apricot-yellow afterimage wherever he went.

After a few breaths, Su Wen finally came to the front of the Baicao Courtyard, he stepped in anxiously, and before he could see what was happening in the field, he heard a familiar voice sounding in front of him.

"Sir!"

Su Wen's eyes widened in surprise, and he muttered in disbelief, "Bingqing?"

For a moment, Su Wen was a little stunned, then he moved his gaze back, and then saw Su Yu hiding behind Ning Bingqing, and finally, the big stone in his heart completely fell.

But before he could say a word of rejoicing, he was immediately attracted by the violent fluctuation of talent in the air, and suddenly looked up, and he saw his two teachers.

This may be the most wolf scene Su Wen has ever seen Bai Jianqiu and Lu Sanjiao, both of them are covered in blood, their expressions are hideous, their faces are full of despair and anger, and they seem to be in a dying struggle.

Naturally, his eyes also fell on the old man who confronted his two teachers.

Different from Bai Jianqiu and Lu Sanjiao, the old man's expression was calm and tranquil, like an ordinary old man strolling leisurely, he was wearing an untimely cotton robe, perhaps because of the strong talent stirring, which made the cotton wool fly and sprinkle, like a golden drizzle falling in the air.

Su Wen had never seen this old man, but he knew who this person was.

The next moment, the old man seemed to sense something, bowed his head slightly, looked at Su Wen condescendingly, and finally a faint color crossed his eyes.

Seeing each other is chance and fate. (To be continued......)