Uncle Ning was anxious in the library pavilion.

Because he found that the only super explosive charm he had left was gone!

He wondered if he had clipped this little talisman into a certain exercise.

If Zhang Xuan had the ability to put the contents of a book in his mind with a single touch, perhaps he could quickly find the lost sigil.

He still remembers that when the experiment was successful, he said that he would put it on the top floor of the library pavilion, but now, where is the top floor?

"Where the hell did you put it?"

"It's over, it's over!"

"It's over, that super explosive talisman is much more powerful than blowing up the alchemy room and your own small courtyard!"

The power of the super explosive talisman, Uncle Ning has already deeply understood, and it is difficult to parry the gods!

"Wait, I gave Meng Tian some new magic talismans later, could it be that he mixed it in?"

When Uncle Ning was blaming himself, he liked to beat his head with his own whisk.

"Pong-"

He knocked his head again, this time the hardest he had ever knocked himself.

"Gotta get to find that kid and get back!"

Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock –

The hurried bell rang, and Uncle Ning was immediately turning around and heading towards Haotian Peak.

Haotian Peak.

The nearby disciples of the Taixu Sect all stood behind Fu Zhu, made a parry posture, and looked at the fault finders of the Imperial Academy with cold eyes.

The yellow-belted scholar stood with his hands in his hands, his white clothes fluttering, if it weren't for his pale face, he might be a handsome son, a noble gentleman who was detached from the world.

Unfortunately, he is not that kind of person.

It stands to reason that a scholar should cultivate his self-cultivation, convince others with reason, love others with benevolence, be benevolent with the benevolence of a gentleman, and reciprocate himself......

When the Le Cordon Bleu scholar faced Meng Tian, he did use the word "benevolence and righteousness", but this is not a gentleman's way, but a killing move without any benevolence!

The Yellow Belt Scholar was facing Fu Zhu, who had just been in the Yuanying realm, and he was not using a friendly way.

Fu Zhu covered his chest, his face was not good-looking, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Because of the attributes, Zhong Dantian was hit in the palm and was a little uncomfortable.

It is the "li" character in the "benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith" of the Imperial Academy.

"Benevolence and righteousness" is a martial arts move, using a fan is a fan move, and using a pen is a competition.

"Li" is the palm method, a very pure Confucian palm.

"Wisdom" is the spiritual power, which is their original spirit.

"Faith" is a kind of faith, loyalty and piety to the Imperial Academy, which is also the reason why they can develop rapidly.

The Imperial Academy, just because of a set of palm techniques and martial arts techniques, can become the largest cultivation sect in Zhongzhou, it is by no means as simple as imagined.

The yellow belt scholar wanted to convince people with "etiquette", but Fu Zhu accepted his palm, but he didn't accept his "etiquette"!

"Taixumen, you must give an explanation to my Dynasty Academy today no matter what!"

The yellow-belt scholar spoke, cold and tough.

Fu Zhu held his golden long sword tightly and pointed at him and said, "Your Dynasty Academy is indiscriminate to the point that I am too void to make trouble, you killed people first, and now you are actually shy to give you an explanation?"

Because of the loud roar, Fu Zhu's breath was a little disordered!

"You Taixumen killed one of our white ribbon disciples in the imperial capital city, and then killed one of our blue ribbon disciple......s!

"Now your mother has to kiss, now hurry up and get out of the old lady!"

Ning Shanshan arrived.

The same way of playing, the same way of scolding! the same attack moves,

"Whoa—"

Several sharp wooden thorns attacked the yellow-banded scholar.

The yellow-belted scholar knew that the four wooden thorns glowing with green light were a great threat to him, he did not hesitate, exuded the Confucian aura in his body, and then appeared three zhang away.

Ning Shanshan couldn't strike a blow, and immediately wanted to use the "Thorn Hell", but as soon as the aura was condensed, he was pulled by Fu Zhu.

"Senior sister, don't make trouble, you are not his opponent!"

"What did you say? Didn't I kill a white-faced zombie in seconds not long ago?"

In Ning Shanshan's eyes, these people are no different from zombies.

Fu Zhu dragged Ning Shanshan to death, he didn't want the daughter of the head of the family to be killed by the enemy in front of his eyes.

The Yellow Belt scholar saw the woman who used the wood aura to attack in the mouths of the juniors.

The flesh under his left eye was constantly beating, which was a sign that he wanted to kill.

He decided to kill the woman and leave the Taixu Gate.

He wanted to see how the Taixu Gate would react after the two people were killed.

If the reaction is not big, it will be good to destroy the door directly next time.

If the reaction is too strong and he encounters the old monster, then he will run away, anyway, his master has taught him a kind of stand-in secret technique.

"Ceremony!"

A white palm formed by the condensation of Confucian Qi appeared, and then attacked towards Ning Shanshan at an extremely fast speed.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Ning Shanshan didn't feel scared, and she didn't pay attention to Fu Zhu's reminder, she learned from the Yellow Belt Scholar, and also condensed a ball of wood aura in her palm.

It's just that her palms are more like a foot.

It's ugly, it's not strong.

She wanted to face off with the Yellow Belt Scholar.

It's a pity that she overestimated her strength.

The Yellow Belt scholar has been cultivating at the peak of Jindan for many years, and the key is that he also deliberately suppressed his cultivation.

Research can be promoted to the point where he doesn't break through, and I don't know why.

"Poof—"

Ning Shanshan spat out a mouthful of blood and flew back.

Fu Zhu wanted to go and help her, but his own aura was also extremely chaotic, and he didn't have that speed at all.

Ning Shanshan used the unique technique of the Wood Spirit Root in the air, the "Rejuvenation Technique".

Because of the relationship between the peach and the peach, the incomparably pure aura repaired her damage at an extremely fast speed.

"Confucianism" didn't take much advantage of "wood", and although he vomited blood, he was not seriously injured.

"Ahem—"

She didn't fall to the ground,

The yellow belt scholar was also shocked in his eyes, although his "gift" only used three layers of skill, he could obviously make a Yuan Infant suffer just now, but now why can't he kill a single golden pill?

"What a white-skinned pig, it's very powerful! The name of Zhongzhou female Tianjiao, the old lady will take it back from you today!"

Ning Shanshan crossed her hands and kept gathering aura.

The Yellow Belt scholar also began to gather energy, since the other party claimed to be Tianjiao, then killing a genius of the Taixu Sect might be able to better test their bottom line and prepare for future plans.

"Ceremony!"

"Ten Thousand Thorn Array!"

The huge palm and the wooden thorns like the pear blossom needles of the rainstorm met, and the dense wooden thorns did not slow down the offensive because of the Confucian palm.

The Yellow Belt scholar has already felt the fierceness of the so-called Tianjiao.

He had to dodge the rain-like attack, unleashing his aura and flying into the air.

A large brush flew out of the carriage, and he felt that he should take it seriously.

"This woman should not be underestimated!"

Ning Shanshan, who had learned from the past, did not resist the other party's palm.

She quickly grabbed the sword in Fu Zhu's hand, stepped on it, and staggered and flew up!

She is flying, and Fu Zhu and the others are about to face this Confucian palm!

There was no way, Fu Zhu emptied all the aura in his body to prepare for defense.

The other disciples also took defensive postures.

It's impossible to run!

One is too late, and the other is that the momentum cannot be lost!

A person in the realm of Yuanying stands here, what are you talking like when you run!

"Ahh

Fu Zhu used up his last strength to catch this Confucian palm.

"Whoa—"

But after this moment, he could no longer support his body, and began to get down on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

In order not to have any spiritual energy support in his body, he took out the spirit stone and began to meditate and recover.

Ning Shanshan, who saw the other party flying into the air, mocked loudly: "White-skinned pig, don't hide if you have the ability!"

As she spoke, a large number of wooden thorns condensed around her.

The Yellow Belt scholar didn't want to waste time, a Taixu Sect would let himself be like this, and there were so many sects in this Giant Wave Mountain Range, didn't he need to be tempted?

He didn't want that kid from the Mu family to take advantage of everything!

"Benevolence" and "Righteousness"

The big brush drew a few arcs in the air, and then a huge black Confucianism appeared, like charcoal and ink, which was a more powerful Confucianism.

"Buzz—"

These black streaks of Confucianism pierced the air and chirped.

Like an ink-colored dragon with a big mouth open, it galloped towards Ning Shanshan, who was also in the air.

Looking at the whirring aura, Meng Tian, who was sitting on the back of the crane, hurriedly shouted.

"Senior sister, hide!"

"Use the Divine Talisman!"

Uncle Ning was arriving and stopped him with a louder voice.

"No!"