"Who?"

At this moment, even Sun Xun, who had always been a bamboo in his chest, couldn't help but change his expression slightly, and when he looked at the sound, what caught his eye was a little mouse swimming quickly on the ground, and the mouse was carrying a bag on its back.

"This is ......" Meng Sanyi's gaze also fell on it, with a look of surprise on his face.

Then, under the gaze of his puzzled eyes, the bag flew up, and it was towards him, such a mutation naturally aroused the vigilance of Meng Sanyi and Sun Xun, Sun Xun warned him, and Meng Sanyi also had to dodge, but then the bag was glowing with brilliance and burst out, directly enveloping Meng Sanyi and Sun Xun.

Suddenly, step by step memory fragments flashed in their hearts, the protagonist in that fragment was their teacher Qiu Yan, although the fragment was fragmented, and some places were still blurred, but the two of them could still capture Qiu Yan's experience of deepening and exploring in it from the inside.

"Does this have anything to do with the teacher's past experiences?"

Just in an instant, this thought came out of the hearts of the two of them, and then the bag had already arrived in front of him, Meng Sanyi subconsciously took it with his hand, and when he came back to his senses, he went to look for the mouse again, and it was already gone, only a word remained-

"Give this thing to Qiu Yan, he naturally knows what to do. ”

The words lingered in my ears, and there was no trace of them.

"What's the mystery of this trick? Is it just a trap?" Meng Sanyi looked down at the thing in his hand, unable to grasp the idea, "The teacher's experience I felt just now doesn't look like a forgery, because of the temperament and behavior in it, and the consistency and unity advocated by the teacher, but ......"

On the side, Sun Xun pondered for a moment, and then said: "I think I might as well accept it, whether it is a trap or not, since I have encountered it." It shouldn't be let go lightly, not to mention that the previous voice was full of ancient humanistic thoughts, which can't be disguised, and the rat, in the records of my grandson's family, actually has some records, but it's not good for sure, if I expect it to be good, this bag shouldn't be a disaster. ”

"That being the case. Then take it. Meng Sanyi pondered for a moment, made a decision, and did not open the bag, but directly put it in his arms, followed and looked into the distance, and noticed that many Confucian scholars had begun to retreat.

It's no wonder that their goal is only to break through the sacred mountain and pull out this chess piece that disturbs Shilin!

Right now. As the foot of the mountain collapsed, the sacred mountain tilted, and seeing the collapse, everyone's goal was achieved. The breath that had been condensed before dissipated with it, and this morale immediately dissipated.

This scene fell into Sun Xun's eyes, and he was not surprised: "In the end, it is not really tempered by the method of military training." After all, they are still a rabble, but now that their role has been completed, it doesn't hurt to break up. What's more, there is also this passage that can lead to the physical body, which can be regarded as giving them a thought, and it will not really be completely dispersed, but now the collapse of the sacred mountain is even more complete than they expected, and there must be people who do not plan to leave, which is also their freedom. ”

Meng Sanyi looked around, searching for Wu Meng's figure in the crowd.

At this time, the crowd was scattered, and the aftermath of Beixuan's battle with the gods was scattered, and the light and shadow were diffuse, and it was not easy to distinguish the crowd, but Meng Sanyi still quickly found the target-

I saw that Wu Meng was leading a group of people to hurry over, and among them, there were three people who looked extremely weak, who were the same people who had been captured before.

These people have the ability to bait, and a team of gods escorted them to this sacred mountain, in order to lure Meng Sanyi and others to make a move, and then catch them all, but Sun Xun set a strategy to encircle Wei and save Zhao, and directly led Beixuan out of the mountain, and the situation took a sharp turn in an instant.

So, the team in charge of escorting was suddenly in a dilemma, and hurried over, and Wu Meng seized the opportunity to save the person, but those gods were not easy to mess with after all, so the three people who were arrested were not shallowly injured, and Wu Meng himself was also seriously injured, but fortunately, he visualized the wooden ox and the horse in time, and returned quickly with a heavy responsibility.

The method of the mechanism of this wooden ox and flowing horse was obtained by Qiu Yan from the Tianzhizhou of the Mo family, Wu Meng and the others were still on the mothership not long ago, so they were taught these mechanism techniques by Qiu Yan.

"People are coming!" Meng Sanyi noticed at the same time, behind Wu Meng and the others, several flashing figures were chasing after them.

"Okay, after answering, I'll leave immediately!" Sun Xun saw it and was also mentally prepared.

..................

"Rush Rush!"

Wu Meng clutched his chest, and the machine beast under the commander hurried forward.

This beast resembles a spider, so its speed is light, and it is even on such a potholed and uneven ground, it is like walking on the ground, and while moving forward, it is constantly descending tiny beads from the tail tribe.

This bead has no effect on other people, but when a certain person rushes over and the gods behind chase after it, it suddenly explodes, and then there are literary nets and thought threads swarming out of it, like spider silk, winding the pursuers.

It's just that because it is not from Qiu Yan's visualization, and the time is very short, and there is no effective supplement and support, these lines of thought are isolated and quickly torn off, but they can slow down the progress of these gods, and buy time and create space for Wu Meng and others.

This allows the two sides to maintain balance, and the distance is probably the same.

Now, when I came to this battlefield, the situation changed, and when several escorted gods once again tore off their thinking lines and wanted to catch up again, several meteors fell from the sky.

It was the star of Vientiane that Beixuan imagined that fell directly, with a bang, the mud and sand scattered, and several pursuers were suppressed, and the rippling shock ripples sent Wu Meng and others far away, absorbing the insights in it, Wu Meng laughed, accelerated the situation, and after a few breaths, he arrived in front of Meng Sanyi and others, he looked around and said, "It's time to retreat." ”

With this consensus, everyone immediately took action.

Before the earliest, Sun Xun had already designed a set of retreat processes, which were all remembered by everyone, this group of people was not soldiers after all, and it was not difficult to have someone integrate in a short period of time, but to select a person who was enough to convince the public, the time was not enough, so at this time, even if Meng Sanyi and others had the intention to organize, they were powerless, so they could only follow the plan first and take care of themselves.

So, after converging, everyone quickly moved towards the top of the book mountain when they came, and the group cooperated with each other, and soon arrived at the place, and the portal shaped by Sun Xun before was in front of them.

Inside and outside the door, there were already a lot of figures, it was many Confucian scholars before, who had begun to retreat according to the original plan, but just as Sun Xun expected, in addition to these people, there were many people who saw the collapse of the sacred mountain, so they changed their minds and did not plan to go to the present world, but continued to stay.

Meng Sanyi and the others couldn't control this, and they didn't plan to ask, but took everyone and quickly disappeared into the portal, disappeared into the colorful passage, and returned to Donghua with a soul body.

Here, everyone left, and the fierce battle was raging over there, but Bei Xuan obviously had the advantage, not only his own visualization ability was enough to suppress the gods, but even the heaven and earth of this Shilin were in harmony with him, countless literary thoughts converged and were operated by him, and after a few breaths, the wind and clouds subsided, the gods suppressed, and the sacred mountain collapsed.

The silver silk god was directly captured by Bei Xuan.

At this time, Bei Xuan looked confused, and after restraining the god, he threw it away, but snatched the other party's Fang Tian painting halberd, and after careful investigation, his expression changed slightly.

"There is a little ripple fluctuation on this, but it is not from this thing, it should just be contaminated, and it should be ......explored through this" The words fell, he stretched out his hand and flicked it on the blade, and in the tremor, an invisible vein emerged, and then Bei Xuan followed this invisible vein, walked over step by step, and finally stopped at half of the paper.

Picking up this half of the paper, Bei Xuan closed his eyes and understood, concentrated on probing, and soon breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect that a Confucian student I met back then has such an achievement now." But in an instant, there was a slight breath accompanied by the influence fragment, which appeared in front of him, allowing him to see Qiu Yan's figure, and the person in his memory became one, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Thinking like this, Bei Xuan did not stop, but walked towards another place, also following the fluctuations of the veins, looking for the other half of the paper.

"However, there is no order to learn, and the master is the teacher, so Qiu Yan's current perception is deeper than mine, so I should hold the idea of learning and draw knowledge from this paper......"

With this thought, he walked alone on this land, surrounded by suppressed gods, scattered Confucian students, the collapse of the sacred mountain, and the erosion of the ground was also recovering, but in such a lively scene, he showed a sense of loneliness, leaving the world independent, as if he would go on like this forever......

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"Hoo ......"

On the other side, in the Sage Hall of Zhixing Academy, there were several flesh bodies that had been silent for a long time, exhaling long breaths one after another, and then opened their eyes.

It was Meng Sanyi, Sun Xun, Wu Meng, and the rest of the people who finally returned to their bodies.

As soon as these people woke up, they were about to get up, but their bodies immediately stiffened and they couldn't move for half a day.

"It's been too long since I was active, my muscles and bones are stiff, we haven't been back to our bodies for a year or two, so don't rush to get up yet. Wu Meng smiled, he was very familiar with martial arts, "Fortunately, there is incense in this room, and the body will not dry up, and it will be good to get acquainted with it after a while, and when we go out, we will show what we have gained in Shilin, and I think the teacher will also know that in addition to fighting, I Wumeng is also a reading seed!

At this moment, I heard the door creak open, Qiu An walked in slowly, and outside the door behind him, there were layers of people. (To be continued......)