"I still don't believe it. My Purple Qi Eastward Monument in Sunset Mountain is no match for a broken book!"
Wang Rui Ri roared, gritted his teeth, and poured all his energy and energy into the Purple Qi Donglai Monument.
In an instant, a deep purple mist surged out of the Purple Air from the East. The purple air floated, and a strange bird with three golden and purple legs and a big sun in its mouth appeared in the sky.
After the strange bird appeared, it flapped its wings, spit out blazing purple flames from its mouth, and swooped towards the picture of mountains, rivers and human beings in the sky.
The next moment, the picture scroll of mountains, rivers and human beings shook violently, and countless figures, mountains, rivers and rivers turned into nothingness.
"Hahaha... How can a little broken book defeat my Purple Energy Monument? Today, I will reduce your White Horse Academy to ashes."
Seeing this, Wang Luuri laughed maniacally. The Ziqi Donglai Monument originally had no offensive ability, but he found a new way to seal the essence of an impermanent-level monster holding the Sun Golden Crow into the Ziqi Donglai Monument, and used its essence day and night. Nurturing with blood and spirit, the Ziqi Donglai Monument has a certain offensive power.
Of course, this is not his ultimate goal. His ultimate goal is to let the Sun-Tied Golden Crow give birth to spirituality and become the weapon spirit of the Ziqi Donglai Monument. In this way, the Ziqi Donglai Monument will have unlimited potential.
Unfortunately, so far, the Sun-Tied Golden Crow has not yet given birth to a spirit, but its power cannot be underestimated.
"Broken book? You broke it, your whole family broke it!"
However, just when the Golden Crow with the Sun broke through the scroll and was about to land on Zhang Lanjiang, the Saint's Codex in Zhang Lanjiang's hand suddenly stood up, and an arm grew out of the cover and the fief.
The next moment, the arms became longer and thicker, the muscles became knotted, and the palms continued to grow in size, first like a millstone, and gradually like a house.
Then, he grabbed the Sun-bearing Golden Crow with his big hand, squeezed it hard, and the Sun-bearing Golden Crow suddenly shattered.
Immediately afterwards, his big hand grasped the Purple Qi Donglai Monument in the air, and suddenly smashed it towards the stunned Wang Ruiri.
"boom……"
As soon as Wang Luo Ri reacted, he had already grasped the Monument of the Great Sun Coming from the East with his big hand and smashed it down. With a roar, Wang Luo Ri was smashed into the ground.
Then, he grabbed the Zi Qi Dong Lai Monument with his big hand, and hit Wang Rui Ri in the deep pit again and again.
While smashing it, fragrant words continued to come out of the saint's handwriting.
"Broken book? Broken book one by one? No manners at all. Who do you think you are? If you dare to scold me, I can't beat you to death!"
"A broken stone tablet, a broken bird with no soul, a piece of trash without even a hair on it, actually threatened to destroy my White Horse Academy. Even if your ancestor from Sunset Mountain would not dare to say that even if he were alive, who do you think you are!"
"Come...come...aren't you going to destroy my White Horse Academy? Aren't you capable? Get up, get up!"
"Today, I will teach you, the ancestor of Sunset Mountain, a lesson for you, a loser who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"
"Breaking people..."
"Breaking people..."
"Breaking people..."
For a moment, apart from the fragrant words and roaring sounds at the foot of the mountain, everyone looked shocked and... weird.
The reason why he was shocked was because Wang Ruiri, who was so arrogant one moment, turned into a beaten dog in the water the next moment.
Moreover, he was beaten violently by a book.
It's weird, because the book about beating up Wang Luo Ri is spitting out fragrance.
"Ahem..."
Zhang Lanjiang, who originally looked solemn and calm, became a little embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.
"Tianyong Fengwu Zhishu" is a book on mountain and river geography, customs and customs written by Feng Moyu, the first dean of Baima Academy, who traveled to various counties in Tianyong and experienced the local customs and customs. The book is rich in content and humorous. , is still one of the famous works of Chu and is very popular among the people. Feng Moyu was also revered as a saint.
The book in his hand was the first draft of Feng Moyu's "Annotations on Tianyong Fengwuzhi". Because Feng Moyu poured all his energy and hard work into it, it became a strange weapon.
After becoming a mysterious artifact, the first draft of "Tianyong Fengwu Zhi Shu" was enshrined in the Academy's Sage Hall all year round. It was nurtured by the great righteousness of Confucianism and gave birth to spirituality.
According to legend, although Feng Moyu was a scholar, he had a bad temper and a strong personality. The first draft of "Tianyong Fengwu Zhishi Commentary" was born in accordance with Feng Moyu's will, so it also inherited his personality.
Irritable, strong-willed, jealous of evil, and will start a fight if they disagree!
Of course, this kind of personality would be fine in other places, but it would seem a little out of place in the White Horse Academy, which is a place of observance of etiquette and old-fashioned respect for saints.
You said that the most precious treasure of your Saint's Academy, the Saint's Notes that everyone respected, actually gave birth to a spirit that likes to spit out fragrance, which suddenly lowered the standard of their scholars. He was also very helpless!
Therefore, only a few people in White Horse Academy know about the Saint's Notes, let alone outsiders.
Firstly, I wanted to give White Horse Academy a trump card; secondly, I was afraid of embarrassment.
He had no choice but to use the Saint's Notes today. Otherwise, he really didn't want to expose it to the public.
The point is... it's embarrassing!
But it's a shame, the Sage's Notes is really... very strong.
It is also a soul seducing level magic weapon, plus a half-step master of Xuanxuan. Under the saint's handwriting, there is no resistance.
Seeing Wang Ruiri being beaten violently, and listening to the fragrant words of the saint's handwriting, Zhang Lanjiang was embarrassed, but more... happy!
Comfortable!
If he hadn't maintained his identity, he would have even couldn't help shouting twice that he was well done, and then he would stop by to kick him twice and curse him twice.
"Ahem...it's an insult to elegance, it's an insult to elegance!"
Zhang Lanjiang touched his nose, quickly dismissed his thoughts, and then continued watching the show.
After smashing it for more than a dozen times, the two big hands transformed from the saint's writings grabbed the two ends of the stone tablet and broke it off with force at the same time.
"Hey..."
The saint made a slightly shameful cry from his handbook, and his two arms swelled at the same time, and his muscles gushed.
"Kaka..."
In everyone's horrified eyes, cracks began to appear on the Ziqi Donglai Monument.
"Ah...no...no..."
A horrified voice came out from the deep pit on the ground, and then Wang Luo Ri's figure appeared.
It's just that Wang Ruiyang is now in ragged clothes, in a mess, his breath is extremely weak, and he is shaky even standing on the ground.
Looking at the Ziqi Donglai Monument full of cracks in the sky, Wang Ruiri's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with fear and fear.
"Is it going to destroy the Ziqi Donglai Monument?!"
"It's going to destroy my Purple Qi Donglai Monument?!"
But unfortunately, there was nothing he could do. His whole body was sore now, his Gang Qi was dissipated, and his Qi was declining. He was unable to stop it at all. He could only watch the Purple Qi Donglai Monument break into pieces bit by bit.
"Hey, didn't you call me a loser? I'll let you see today, what does it mean to be a loser?"
"Broken in half!"
The Saint's Notes continued to attack his heart while exerting force.
"No...no...Senior, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't scold you, I'm broken, my whole family is broken, okay."
A trace of frustration and hatred flashed in Wang Luoru's eyes, but now, he could only beg for mercy.
After all, the Ziqi Donglai Monument is his foundation and reliance. Without the Ziqi Donglai Monument, Sunset Mountain's strength will drop a lot.
There is absolutely no room for failure in the Purple Qi East Coming Monument!
A real man can bend and stretch, no big deal, he can just come back for revenge in the future.
"Hey, now I know I was wrong and now I apologize. What did you do just now? It's too late."
"Besides, I see that your apology is not very sincere. Are you thinking about how to get revenge on me in the future?"
"Hey, if you want to trick me, you really think I'm stupid. When I'm playing tricks on you, you're still wearing crotchless pants and playing in the mud by the river?"
"Go and eat shit..."
The saint's handwriting laughed loudly, and then made a "hey" sound, and the entire Purple Qi Donglai stele was snapped into two pieces in the middle.
"You...poof..."
As the Ziqi Donglai Monument was broken into two pieces, Wang Ruiri, who was closely connected to the Ziqi Donglai Monument, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, looking dazed.
"Hehe, I didn't even exert any force, but it broke into pieces. It's a broken stone tablet, it's a rotten thing!"
The Saint's Notebook grasped half of the Ziqi Donglai Monument in each hand, shook it as if disdainful, and then threw it away.
"Trash!"
"I...I...you...you..."
Wang Ruiri pointed at the saint's letter, his eyes full of resentment, and his body trembled.
"What are you doing? You can't bear to part with that piece of garbage. Okay, okay. I'll help you and send you to find it."
"piss off……"
As soon as he finished speaking, the saint's hand slapped Wang Luo Ri. Wang Luo Ri didn't even say a word, and was immediately photographed without a trace, following in the footsteps of the Ziqi Donglai Monument.
"Get out of here, I still want you to see me off!"
Immediately, the saint's handbook turned in a circle, looked at the Sunset Mountain disciples not far away, and shook his fist.
"let's go!"
The faces of everyone in Sunset Mountain turned pale, and Wang Sunset disappeared. If they dared to stay, they would take people away directly. They didn't want to be beaten by the Saint's Notes. A beating alone would be enough.
"Student, thank you for the saint's help!" After everyone in Sunset Mountain left, Zhang Lanjiang bowed and saluted the saint's letter.
"No need, Xiao Zhangzi, why did you let me keep your hands and just take care of the garbage? It would have been easier?" the saint's note sounded dissatisfied.
Zhang Lanjiang shook his head: "Both of us were at fault for what happened today, and we are both members of the Luoshui sect. We should help each other, why should we kill them all?"
"We, the scholars, study and learn etiquette. In the final analysis, we pay attention to benevolence. A benevolent person loves others!"
"Hmph, you are so benevolent as a woman! I think you are stupid because of reading!"
The saint's note said disdainfully: "It is right for a benevolent person to love others, but not everyone deserves to be treated with kindness. If you love someone, treat them with kindness. Those who are kind should treat them with kindness, and those who are evil should be treated with evil. You must know that saints also have thunderous wrath."
"People are knocking on your door, but you still smile and say to them that you are welcome to slap them in the face. It's not enough to slap one face, but you also slap the other face towards them. Isn't that mean?"
Zhang Lanjiang smiled bitterly, feeling aggrieved, but he did not dare to refute. He could only say: "The saint is right."
"Hmph... I'm right of course. If things like this happen in the future, you can wake me up directly and see if I don't beat the crap out of them." The sage's note was very satisfied with Zhang Lanjiang's attitude and said in a happy tone.
"Xiao Zhangzi, you need to remember that I at White Horse Academy do not cause trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble either. A gentleman can only be self-reliant and strong!"
"Students, please remember!" Zhang Lanjiang said with cupped hands.
"Okay, I'm going back first." After the saint's note was finished, it turned into a stream of light, swept into the White Horse Academy and disappeared.
"Farewell to the saint..."
"Farewell to the saint..."
Zhang Lanjiang and the disciples from White Horse Academy all bowed and saluted, their voices resounding throughout the academy and reaching into the clouds.
