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Lu Jianbai used to be a personable teenager.

also came to this imperial city of the Great Wei with this pure heart.

I also thought about making a career here and returning home.

Even, he once looked up to the academy that was regarded as a holy place by the people of the world, thinking that one day he would be a star, and like them, he would act chivalrous and righteous to save the country and the people.

But in fact, this year he is already 7 out of 40.

There is a way that half knows the destiny of heaven.

It's not about luck or misfortune.

He came to Chang'an at the age of seventeen, and in the seventh year of Chang'an, that is, when he was twenty-four, he realized that his life might not be as good as he imagined.

That year, he was trapped in the Prosperous Morning Realm.

No matter how hard he tried, he tried everything he could think of, but he still couldn't break through the realm. And the genius demons who were in the same class as him, even four or five years younger than him, were soaring all the way.

He still remembered one or two of them.

For example, the ghost sees sorrow.

Another example is that the red-clothed guest flower is not yesterday.

Of course, just remember.

They were in the same era, but then, they kept running, and he stopped.

But no matter how you lament that your life is not good, you have to live.

Then it took him five years to finally break through to the Taiyi Realm. But a monk of the Taiyi Realm who is nearly thirty years old is not popular in Chang'an City, or a monk of this realm at his age can only catch a lot of them in Chang'an City. But he couldn't muster up the courage to go to the Northland and Xiliang's miserable frontier. Therefore, he only chose to be a guest in the palace of a prince.

Of course, the lobbyist is good. To put it mildly, it's the guard.

He was not satisfied with such a life.

But who in this world can truly live according to his own heart? He always comforted himself like this.

But fortunately, after more than ten years of hard work, he actually reached the Tianting Realm two years ago. With such cultivation, he finally found a teaching position in a college in Chang'an.

Such a situation is actually not too good for a man who is nearly half a hundred years old. But it is not enough to be compared to the top, but it is more than enough.

What's more, he also has a virtuous wife in his family, although not beautiful.

There is also a son who is not very gifted and intelligent, but is very filial.

So he was content with his current situation.

So when he was first asked by the dean to do this, he refused.

Even if he was promised a very high reward, he still refused.

It's not a good errand.

It's not that his conscience is still clear and he doesn't want to do this kind of bullying and weakness. In the nearly 30 years of Chang'an, he has long understood that in this city where the surface is singing and dancing, there is no room for half a distraction.

The reason why he refused this trip was enough for him and even his children and grandchildren to spend a lifetime of errands without worrying about food and clothing.

The other party is Tenran-in.

Even if the outside world says how unbearable and weak the current Tianlanyuan is, Tianlanyuan is always Tianlanyuan. Even if one day, the last of its descendants died, and it was only an empty shell left, he was still Tianlanyuan. It's definitely not something that a person like him can touch.

Once he took over this errand, not to mention what Tianlan Academy would treat him, even the scolding of the people in Chang'an City was enough to make him irreversible. There is a way that people say that people are terrible, and when the time comes, Mo said that the academy behind him that ranks fifty miles away is Lian Bancheng, the dean of the Eight Desolations, and he may not be able to protect him.

Therefore, he naturally didn't dare to take on such an errand, no matter how much money he had, but first of all, you had to have the life to spend it, and he still understood such a simple truth.

But he eventually took on the job.

Because on the third day after he rejected his dean, he suddenly felt unwell.

I had a splitting headache, my steps were flat, and there were even dense sweat stains on my forehead from time to time.

This is a very strange thing for a master who has reached the Heavenly Hearing Realm. Therefore, he found a well-known doctor in Chang'an City to diagnose him.

And what the doctor said to him, he still remembers word for word.

"When you use force when you are young, you can break through the realm and accumulate depression. After a long period of neglect, depression has become a disease, and the disease has become a poison for a long time. Now, the poison is in the bones. There is no way to return to heaven. ”

The meaning of the doctor's words is simple.

It is said that when he was young, he forcibly broke through the realm and piled up secret wounds, and he did not recuperate, and after a long time, the dark injuries are getting worse and worse, and he can take his life at any time.

This should be a strange thing.

He had just refused the dean's command, and when he turned around, he fell seriously ill.

But when he heard the news, he was so distraught that he had no time to think about it. That night he confined himself to the house and got drunk. It was not until the next day that he packed up his clothes, went into his dean's room, knelt before him, and begged him to give him the errand.

Chang'an is an imperial city that eats people and does not spit out bones.

Orphans and widows who are helpless want to survive here, and they have to take care of them after all.

That's why he came to this academy that he had dreamed of when he was a child, and then according to the plan, he injured Mu Guiyun, who took over the fight.

Of course, this was not enough, he had to draw out the descendant of Tianlan Academy, who had recently been in the limelight in Chang'an City. Therefore, he did not hesitate to strike again, facing this illustrious little marquis from the north.

His wife and children had been arranged and sent out of Chang'an City overnight, with an astonishing fortune.

His confession after killing the boy was already well understood.

Everything was arranged.

And a dying man naturally has no fear at all.

Regardless of your princes and generals, royal relatives and nobles, at this moment, but Erer.

Therefore, his sword, at this moment, with a cold killing intent, stabbed straight towards the face of the little marquis.

"Piff!"

At this moment, a young man's roar came, and a snow-white sword light lit up.

The corners of Lu Jianbai's mouth also hooked up a smile at this time.

He knew that the person he was waiting for was coming.

His eyebrows were raised, his toes were on the ground, and the sword blade with murderous intent turned less than half an inch in front of Gu Xianjun, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Then he snorted lightly in his mouth, and the momentum on his body became a little more majestic again, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand shone brightly, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, pointing directly at Su Changan's throat.

Su Changan was heartbroken when the man turned around and struck, and secretly plotted.

Although he didn't know what the reason was, this man dared to act so blatantly against Gu Xianjun and him, but he knew that he had murderous intent when he looked at the man's sword moves.

Therefore, he did not dare to think about it again.

I only heard him shout, and the spiritual power around him rushed out.

The gusts of wind from the surging spiritual power blew away the wooden hairpin that was coiled up in his hair, raising his black hair high.

His temples were bruised from the exertion, and his eyes were bloodshot.

His sword, slashed from top to bottom.

His people are in the air.

scorching like a dragon, muddy as a mad demon.