"Okay, you little thief, you dare to set slaves and beat people in broad daylight!"

Immediately Yao screamed loudly, his body shook to dodge his fist, and his nimble movements were extremely inconsistent with his size.

Niu Chunhan's punch missed, he felt embarrassed, and hurriedly raised his spirit and came again with a second punch, this time he moved the real fire, the fist was fierce, and it was as fast as lightning.

Ma Yao still wanted to hide again, but he was just an ordinary person with no internal strength, no matter how strong his physique was, he couldn't withstand the oppression of the fist wind of the innate realm, and he watched in horror as his fist enlarged rapidly in his field of vision.

At the last moment, a stone flew out of the door and hit his fist, Niu Chunhan's hand was numb, and he wiped Ma Yao's left shoulder and waved it into the air.

Niu Chunhan's heart was shocked, he didn't pursue, he retreated sharply in front of Feng Zhiping, and looked at the door vigilantly with a short blade between his fingers.

Feng Zhiping is the same, when the stone landed, he saw that it was not a stone but a chess piece made of water jade, the small chess piece was crystal clear, it was not broken when it hit Niu Chunhan's fist, and it fell into half when it fell to the ground, and the strength of the person who threw the child can be seen.

"Your guests are coming, the old man has lost his welcome, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

A gentle laugh sounded, and an old man with flowery hair and a childish face walked out of the door, with a scarf and cranes, thick eyebrows and long hair, first saluted Feng Zhiping's chin, and then looked at the young man and the strong man with dissatisfaction.

"Dean. ”

The two shouted in unison, and the people around them also stopped and saluted.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to speak, but immediately Yao took the lead and pointed to Feng Zhiping's grievances.

"Dean, don't blame me for this, they made the first move, they beat people indiscriminately!"

Feng Zhi was not good, and he was slightly stunned in his heart, and at this time, Ma Yao changed back to the foolish appearance before, and he no longer had the shrewdness of Fang Cai.

This is too good to pretend, why don't you go and sing?

The dean seemed to know what was going on, and he didn't believe Ma Yao's words at all, and when he finished speaking, he said lightly: "Shut up, go back and copy the "Li" five times, and give it to me before tomorrow morning." ”

"Don't!" immediately Yao panicked, pitifully begging for mercy, "If you don't copy the book, can you change it to clean the stable?"

"No, I can't. The dean flatly refused, not wanting to say more, and waved his hand to signal that Yao would leave.

"Alas!!"

Immediately Yao sighed heavily, walked into the door dejectedly, stepped in with one foot and retracted it, turned around and lifted the extremely suspicious black ball again.

"This is really a good thing, I didn't lie to you, you can take it and feed it. ”

At this time, he didn't forget this matter, Feng Zhiping frowned deeply, and felt that he didn't seem to be a fake, but he still didn't answer, looked at the group and asked, "What is this?"

"A kind of ancient recipe concocted medicine ball, I made it myself!" immediately Yao was triumphant, and then showed embarrassment, "That, it was supposed to be golden, I improved it slightly, somehow it turned black, and it smelled a little bad, but the effect is definitely better than the original, don't believe you try it!"

Feng Zhiping had a headache, twisted his eyebrows and said, "I didn't ask you this, I asked what is the use of this, why do you have to let me give it food?"

"Well, that's a long story. ”

"Long story short!"

"Then I'll have to think about it, short... Where do you say that?"

Feng Zhiping collapsed, his eyes were suspicious, and he felt that this guy was playing tricks on him.

The dean couldn't listen to it anymore, so he patted him and signaled him to shut up, turned his head and smiled: "This thing is indeed a good thing, it can help the half-demon return to his ancestors, he is an idiot, he sees that your horse has good potential and wants to help it, but he is stupid and didn't say it clearly, so he made a misunderstanding." ”

Feng Zhiping was suspicious, hesitated again and again, but still didn't answer.

The dean didn't care, and waved his hand to signal Yao to leave immediately.

Ma Yao was very disappointed, and unwillingly threw the black group to Feng Zhiping, not giving him a chance to throw it back, and ran into the door.

Feng Zhiping couldn't cry or laugh, and was about to reach out to pick it up, but Niu Chunhan grabbed it in his hand first, took out the handkerchief and wrapped it layer by layer and put it in the sleeve cage.

"The subordinates will go back and test it first, and if it is not poisonous, I will hand it over to you. ”

Feng Zhiping nodded and whispered, "Pay attention to safety." ”

After a short period of turmoil, more and more people gathered at the door, the dean glanced at it and turned sideways: "Distinguished guests are coming from afar, they must be tired, go in and have a cup of tea and rest, please." ”

Feng Zhiping pointed at the oolong: "My horse?"

The dean said, "Since you are a spirit seed, let's come together." ”

The other party was so happy, Feng Zhiping hesitated, thought about it and nodded, and beckoned Niu Chunhan to follow.

Walking through the front yard, bypassing the main hall, and going straight to the East Chamber, Feng Zhiping observed silently along the way, and there was a feeling in his heart - broken.

The roof with a lack of tiles, the peeling wall skin, and the clumping stone road are comparable to the small courtyard of Lianwu, there are a lot of plants and trees around but there is no planning, and there is no even the most basic pruning, and there is no beauty in the wanton growth, giving people a feeling, as if the people here don't care about the beauty at all, as long as these plants are alive, they can add some greenery. Fire extinguished

In the capital of ingenuity, it seems out of place, almost like psoriasis, but aside from these, there is a unique novelty here.

Under the tree, scholars read aloud in groups holding scrolls and shaking their heads, and cooks with big shoulders and round waists passing by with large frames, and their oil-stained "hospital uniforms" prove that they are also students here, not hired workers.

The baskets in their hands were not bought, there were a lot of piles of walls in the distance, and a few young people in hospital uniforms sat on the horse and braided their hands and feet neatly, chatting and laughing while busy and pointing to the school field not far away from time to time and laughing for a while, where two groups of people were confronting, scratching their heads with swords, guns and halberds to laugh, carrying hoes and buckets of angry eyebrows and waists, the horses and the idle cows gathered into a pile of leisurely wagging their tails, glancing at their respective masters from time to time, secretly nibbling on the tender vegetable leaves, turning their backs and chewing slowly with pleasure.

There is no one to grow vegetables in the school field, Feng Zhiping shook his head and was secretly happy.

There are many similar wonders, as if this is not a school, but a small village full of life, everything here seems to convey a message to the world - we do not teach you how to soar, we only teach you how to settle down.

To put it simply, it's just two words - pragmatic.

Feng Zhiping secretly thought, this is indeed very in line with what Qiankun Pavilion has always done, obviously he has the resources that can shake the world, but he does not use them himself, but sells or exchanges those things for money and daily needs for the general public, and looks determined to do good deeds to the end.

It is not that there have been similar people and organizations in history, but no one and no organization can be as selfless, persistent, and have been doing it for tens of thousands of years.

Hypocrisy can be temporary, it can be a lifetime, but it can never be for generations, and no one can pretend to be so long.

Even if there were, it would have been so long since it was fake.

The long time is enough to prove the selflessness and nobility of the Qiankun Pavilion, and the subtle attitude of the three empires towards the Qiankun Pavilion is not only because of these, the main factor is the mystery and strength of the Qiankun Pavilion.

No one knows where the main sect of Qiankun Pavilion is, and no one knows how many masters there are in Qiankun Pavilion, people only know that nine out of ten of the Qiankun Pavilion disciples who can be contacted on weekdays are ordinary warriors and ordinary people who are not even in the Yuan period, and only when encountering a major crisis, the true strength of Qiankun Pavilion will reveal the tip of the iceberg.

The most famous one was 7,000 years ago, when the second son of Emperor Shenwei of the Taishi Kingdom had a conflict with the Qiankun Pavilion, and the false holy decree led the troops to ban the southern tribes, and the Shenwei Emperor may also want to explore the old bottom of the Qiankun Pavilion, and did not intervene and wait and see the changes.

No one expected that at the beginning of the clean-up operation, a number of unheard-of mysterious masters appeared in the territory of the Taishi Kingdom, according to historical records, each of these people has the power of martial spirits, and in less than three days, the second son of the Shenwei Emperor and tens of thousands of elite soldiers were killed, and the Shenwei Emperor was shocked and hurriedly went to the Yunxun Academy in the capital of the Taishi Emperor to apologize and ask for peace, which saved a disaster that shook the country.

What's even more terrifying is that on the day of the settlement, before the news reached Kyoto, those mysterious masters disappeared, just like when they appeared, no one knows how they disappeared and where they disappeared.

This sensational history is engraved in the hearts of everyone in power, and since then no one has dared to challenge the majesty of the Qiankun Pavilion.

Putting aside history, let's just say that now, Feng Zhiping peeked at the back of the dean with his spare eyes, and his heart was full of doubts.

A chess piece repelled Niu Chunhan, and the strength of the other party can be imagined, but after seeing the deity, Feng Zhiping was shocked to find that the opponent did not have any aura fluctuations belonging to a martial artist.

There are only two possibilities for this situation, either this person is an ordinary person who has not practiced, or the other party is an unfathomable martial soul with cultivation.

The former is certainly impossible, while the latter...

Feng Zhiping's back was cold.

There is a martial soul hidden in an academy, and there are so many righteous schools in the world of Qiankun Pavilion, only half of them are taken, and that is also an extremely terrifying number, and they dare not say that they are gathered to destroy a continent, and it is more than enough to destroy a dynasty.

But is that really the case?

Are there so many martial spirits in the world?

The martial soul is not a cabbage, if you want to cultivate, talent, understanding, diligence, courage, treasure blade, and luck in the underworld and other factors are indispensable, it is really so good to cultivate the world The martial soul ran all over the ground, how can Qiankun Pavilion He De produce energy?

This is not something that can be hard-stacked with secret legends and resources!

In any case, this old man has to be respected, his wife has not yet married, and he does not want to die young.

As if sensing Feng Zhiping's restraint, the dean turned his head and smiled gently, slowed down his pace to introduce personnel and facilities to him one by one, and stopped in front of a small single-family courtyard.

"That's what we have here, in one word, poor. If it's convenient for you, could you consider sponsoring us?"

Sponsor?

You're a robbery!

A martial soul asks you to "sponsor", do you dare to say no?

Feng Zhiping smiled with a toothache and said vaguely: "No problem, it's just that I don't have much money, and I'm afraid of a drop in the bucket." ”

"It's okay, the important thing is the mind!" the dean arched his hand, and smiled meaningfully, "No matter how much, the old man is deeply grateful to the teachers and students here, and the prince of the sword marquis is kind-hearted, and my academy will remember it in my heart." Of course, it would be better if you could talk to Ling Zun and ask him to be generous, haha, it's just a proposal, if it's inconvenient, just treat it as an old man. ”

Does the old guy recognize me?

Is it to recognize, or to recognize?

Feng Zhiping slowly put away his smile and raised his eyebrows: "Since you always know who I am, then you must also know my intention." ”

The dean smiled incomprehensibly, but remained silent.

Feng Zhiping quickly thought about it, unfolded the fan with a hula, and slowly shook a smile and said, "In this case, then we might as well change the way." I have an inquiry, and if you can explain my doubts, I will 'thank you very much', how about it?"

The dean did not answer, pushed open the half-hidden courtyard door, and led inward.

"Please. ”