Chapter 112: Ten Thousand Miles of Sea Waves
Shen Lang did not go directly to the Lingbao Pavilion, but turned his head and walked towards the inn where the students of Qingyun Academy lived.
The inns here are very large, just like the one where Shen Lang lives, in fact, in addition to him and Fang Fei, there are also many businessmen who get on the boat along the way, and the same is true of Qingyun Academy.
However, unlike Shen Lang's side, there are only two people, because of the large number of people on the Qingyun Academy's side, a few courtyards were specially chartered, and thirty-six students lived in batches.
After inquiring about the inn junior, he went straight to this side.
Before he got closer, he saw some men in white Confucian shirts from a distance, although Shen Lang didn't know him, he vaguely saw it, it was someone from Qingyun Academy.
Those people were a little surprised to see Shen Lang, and walked over directly to salute Shen Lang.
"Why did Brother Shen come here?" One of them asked with a smile.
Shen Lang was already anxious, and immediately hugged his fists and said, "Senior brothers are polite, may I ask where Cao Yu lives?" I'm looking for him urgently. ”
Several people glanced at each other, and the person who spoke just now said, "Senior Brother Cao and Senior Brother Wu went to the Lingbao Pavilion and haven't returned for two days. ”
Hearing this, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, with Cao Yu here, Fang Fei should not be in a big problem.
I heard the scholar continue: "If Brother Shen is for Miss Fangfei's business, then there is no need to worry, Senior Brother Cao Yu has already sent someone to say, if Brother Shen arrives, he will go directly to Lingbao Pavilion to find him, now Miss Fangfei is taken care of by him and Senior Brother Wu, there is no big problem." ”
Hearing this, Shen Lang completely relieved himself.
"Senior Brother Lao has spoken." Shen Lang said with his fists clenched.
Leaving the inn, he immediately rushed to the Lingbao Pavilion.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I was greeted by a man who looked like a man.
"But Shen Lang, Shen Gongzi?"
Shen Lang nodded and said, "It's me." ”
The man said: "My young master ordered me to wait here, and asked Shen Gongzi to come with me." ”
"Your young master is Cao Yu?"
"Exactly."
"Lead the way."
The guy took Shen Lang into an alley next to the Lingbao Pavilion, and walked through the streets and alleys for nearly a quarter of an hour before he arrived outside a shop. Shen Lang looked up and saw three big characters written on the door number of the shop: Baibaowu.
"Shen Gongzi, my son-in-law is waiting inside." The man saluted.
Shen Lang nodded and said, "Thank you so much for leading the way." Seeing that the guy was about to leave, Shen Lang suddenly spoke, "Miss Fangfei is also here, right?" ”
The guy was stunned for a moment, but immediately said, "Go back to Shen Gongzi, here." ”
Shen Lang nodded lightly and said, "That's good." ”
Without waiting for the guy to react, Shen Lang raised his hand slightly, and saw the sachet on his waist flashing with yellow brilliance, and the knot was like two spirit snakes automatically untied.
Cui Mang pen, purple ink inkstone, Jiao blood ink ingot, high-grade rice paper, four pieces of green glowing four treasures of the study room floated in front of Shen Lang.
"Shen Gongzi, what are you going to do here?!" The guy exclaimed.
Shen Lang looked up at the door sign that read "Hundred Treasure House" in front of him, and muttered: "I don't know what the quality of this house is, can it stop the five-fold increase in the Mingzhou War Poem?" ”
As the words fell, he raised his hand and grasped the emerald pen.
Already vaguely aware of what Shen Lang was going to do, the guy was shocked and angry, and rushed towards Shen Lang.
"Shen Lang, stop!"
Not only the guy, but also the Hundred Treasures House also resounded with a loud shout.
Shen Lang's expression remained unchanged, and the blue light on his body flashed and the guy flew out, and he picked up the pen and left poems on the rice paper.
"Xiaozhu temporarily sits down, and there is an old alliance when you are worried. Calling the bottle to greet the guests, waving the bow to sit and talk. The cloud guard toothpick is full, and the star contains a sword. I don't want to be a marquis, but I hope the sea is flat. ”
In an instant, the wind and clouds change color!
In a room on the fourth floor of the Lingbao Pavilion.
Cao Yu was standing in the middle of the hall, and next to him sat several middle-aged people dressed in gray.
At this moment, Cao Yu's body was filled with a layer of blood-colored mist, which completely suppressed the talent in his body.
"Everyone knows that Miss Fang Fei is innocent, why should they tolerate their nonsense? If we don't care about it this time, who will dare to do business with us in the future? Cao Yu said loudly.
Several gray-clothed men all had gloomy faces, and one of them looked at Cao Yu and said coldly, "How long are you going to mess around for a prostitute?" ”
Cao Yu said angrily: "Big brother, what prostitute? Miss Fang Fei is my friend! Besides, you also know that Fang Fei followed Shen Lang on the boat, if you don't care now, how will the Confucian Temple explain when she asks about it?! ”
The person who was made the eldest brother by Cao Yu said slowly: "If Shen Lang is in trouble, we will naturally help one or two, but it is just a nameless woman beside him, if the Temple of Literature even has to take care of this kind of thing, it will be too idle!" ”
Cao Yu calmed down a little and said, "You only think about the Temple of Literature, haven't you considered Shen Lang himself?" He is now valued by the Temple of Literature, and his future is limitless, once he grows up, he ......"
"Wait until he grows up!" The eldest brother whispered, "That Shen Lang ......"
As soon as the words fell, everyone felt a dull pressure, as if something was manifesting above the flying boat.
Cao Yu was also stunned, and then a strange look flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, everyone on the entire flying boat felt a huge pressure. They rushed out of the room and looked up at the sky.
"What's that?!"
"Heavenly Dao Vision...... It's a Confucian war poem! ”
In the sky, a vast sea appeared, and the blue waves floated, stretching to the sky.
Suddenly, the cyan light flickered suddenly, and a layer of blue light appeared on the blue sea.
Shen Lang's face was indifferent, and the blue light flashed on the blue sea above him.
One floor, two floors...... Five floors!
The increase in Mingzhou, the increase in the original work, the increase in the written poem, and the increase in Wenbao...... Bungong Amplification!
A full five layers of amplification effect made the power of that war poem suddenly increase by five times!
The turquoise waves turned into stormy waves and fell straight from the sky.
In the Hundred Treasure House, two figures rose into the air, rushing straight into the air with boundless blood and qi.
These are actually two eight-rank martial artists!
"Boom"!
There was a loud bang in the sky, and the martial arts qi collided with the Confucian vision.
Just in an instant, the two eight-rank martial artists spat blood from their mouths and were directly knocked down.
The huge waves in the sky did not stagnate, and fell like the sky falling, directly hitting the Treasure House.
As if devastated, this three-story small building was turned into pieces in an instant, and more than a dozen of them were directly thrown out by the huge wind and waves.
What everyone didn't notice was that at the moment when the huge wave fell, Shen Lang's figure had already turned into a green light and rushed into it.
After the Treasure House was destroyed, the huge wave turned into a burst of green qi and dissipated into the air.
Only then did people notice that in the ruins of the Hundred Treasure House, Shen Lang was standing proudly with a woman in his arms.
"Are you alright?" Shen Lang looked at Fang Fei in his arms with concern.
"I ...... I'm fine. Fang Feiqiao's face was pale, but there was a strange look in her eyes.
"Shen Lang! You dare to attack my Treasure House, do you really think that we don't dare to kill you?! A white-haired martial artist fell from the sky and shouted angrily at Shen Lang.