"If I'm not mistaken, didn't you two fight to the death on the official road before, why did you come together again now?"

Back in the ancient temple, the group did not feel sleepy, so they began to chat casually.

Xiang Ming bandaged his wound with the help of Meng Juntong, and his spirit recovered a lot, so he began to ridicule Zhang Huan and Shi Cheng.

In the battle just now, if it weren't for Shi Cheng's desperate efforts to save him, Zhang Huan would probably have been seriously injured if he didn't die.

"We only met after we went into the mountains. Shi Cheng explained: "No one expected such a rain, we were both looking for a place to hide from the rain, so naturally we found this old mountain temple." ”

Zhang Huan nodded and didn't say much, after all, most of the previous conflict with Shi Cheng was provoked by him.

Meng Jun looked around and said, "What kind of mountain temple is this, look at this hideous face, which one has the appearance of a god." ”

I originally thought that the guys behind these gods would be the ones I had to deal with, but I didn't expect to be preempted by a group of mountain beasts and the unknown piper.

"Master, what were those before? I look very different from the beasts in the mountains that storytellers talked about in the past, especially the big tiger, how can a tiger stand upright. "Bai Yu had been watching the battle from a short distance before, so he had a very comprehensive view of several battlefields.

Meng Juntong silently calculated in his heart, just like Shi Cheng said before, these mountain beasts are very strange, and even in their bodies, there is a true qi rotation that only martial artists can have, which is different from the ordinary mountain elf monsters who absorb spiritual energy and cultivate Taoism, it is more like a foreign race that has learned martial arts under the guidance of some masters, of course, this idea is also very bold.

It's like if someone says that they want to teach a monkey the best martial arts, there will definitely be many people who think that person is crazy.

And among the spirits, the monkey is already very close to the human race. Monkeys are still like this, not to mention other creatures with even lower intelligence.

But to say that, if you really conclude that it is not the slightest possibility, it is too arbitrary, and there is no absoluteness in everything in the world.

"Why do I feel a little familiar with that song," Xiang Ming looked at Meng Juntong: "When we came, did you hear it somewhere?"

Meng Juntong has no impression of this, her memory is very good, if it is a melody she has heard, she will definitely not forget it easily.

She shook her head and said, "I don't think I've heard of it, maybe you've heard it before." ”

Xiang Ming frowned and recalled it well, but he still didn't get it, his memory was naturally no worse than Meng Juntong, as a person from the Dragon Shadow Forbidden Army, he had to deal with all kinds of information every day, and many secrets could not be kept for a long time, and they had to be remembered after reading them, and they were all acquired after strict training.

For the time being, he had no clue, and Xiang Ming didn't think about it anymore.

"Hey, Miss Meng, you seem to have changed a little?" Xiang Ming looked at Meng Juntong, and told himself with his keen intuition that Meng Juntong must have experienced something before.

Meng Juntong didn't expect Xiang Ming to be so sensitive, but it was related to her cultivation realm, and it was really difficult to talk about it casually and listen to others, so she changed the topic and looked at Shi Cheng, Zhang Huan and the two asked, "You are also going to Jixia School Palace to participate in the Sage Conference?"

Zhang Huan and Shi Cheng nodded in unison.

Shi Cheng said calmly: "The family and country are broken, the sect is closed, and I am depressed in my heart, so I think that I can go to the school palace where the sage is located to listen to the sages' good prescriptions for governing the world, and maybe I can benefit from it." ”

After listening to Shi Cheng, Zhang Huan did not hide it: "For me, there are not so many sad springs and sorrows, family and country feelings. I just wanted to go to the school palace to see, I heard that the Confucian gentleman's sword can raise a heroic qi, so I thought I could ask for a few swords. ”

Xiang Ming patted the sword on his waist and chuckled: "Coincidentally, I also have this intention, Confucianism always ridicules me for being a crude martial arts method, heavy on skills and light on sword intent, and the taste of killing is too strong." I also want to see if Haoran Qi can turn the blood in my sword. ”

Although Zhang Huan is not a swordsman, he admires Xiang Ming's kendo spirit very much, if it weren't for this barren mountain and no wine syrup, I'm afraid these two would have to talk about it.

"What about you, Miss Meng?" Shi Cheng didn't care about the two of them, obviously Xiang Ming and Zhang Huan were both some martial arts madmen.

Meng Juntong shrugged his shoulders: "I was just passing by, but I was really curious about the so-called Confucian Palace, I promised a person to go to the Confucian Palace later, although it is not the Jixia Palace, but I want to come to the same Confucian recognized Palace, the difference should not be too big." ”

Shi Cheng was slightly stunned: "It's not the Jixia School Palace, is it the Jinglan School Palace on Fulong Mountain in Zhao Kingdom?"

Meng Juntong never concealed it, nodded and said: "I have an appointment with someone, and I have to go sooner or later." ”

Shi Cheng was dumbfounded, compared to the Jixia School Palace to open the door to learning for students all over the world, the Jinglan School Palace in the place where Zhao Guo Longmian rested, can be said to be the best of the family, it has been more than a hundred years since the establishment of the School Palace, but the disciples who can come out of the School Palace are only more than a dozen people in Liao Liao, and it is impossible for ordinary people to approach the Fulong Mountain, let alone petition the School Palace.

Even if it is the blood of the monarch's relatives, without the approval of the mountain lord, he will not want to take half a step into the palace.

The first generation of mountain owners of the school palace, that is famous all over the world, with the power of his own, the magnificent man who single-handedly saved the century-old national Zuo of Zhao State, and Zhao Tianxing, one of the current Confucian saints.

I didn't expect this girl who looked so young to have a relationship with Jinglan Academy, and she was really unseemly.

Before leaving the mountain temple, Meng Juntong suddenly had an impulse, she actually wanted to burn this eerie temple with a fire.

Fortunately, Xiang Ming stopped her in time, no matter whether the gods who lived here were right or evil, they didn't make a move against them after all.

There is a truth in the world, if people don't offend you, but you go to offend people, then you can't take up a reason.

No one asks you to do the right thing for heaven, and you don't have the qualifications.

Later, Shi Cheng and Zhang Huan also came to persuade them, and Meng Juntong threw away the torch and let the temple go.

When the group of five people walked away, a billowing black mist surged from the neutral mountain temple.

An old and angry voice roared: "It's too much of a deception! I want to burn down our temple, this girl, I will ...... sooner or later."

Speaking of the word morning and evening, the voice stopped abruptly.

The voice of another delicate woman on the side came: "Big tree roots, don't blow the atmosphere here, when I sensed that breath before, I didn't know who it was, I almost didn't commit suicide to apologize, and now everyone is gone, what kind of big guy are you here." ”