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The news that Zhuque Academy will be closed for three years is spreading wildly in the Nineteen States. Some people are shocked, some are calm, and some are taking it for granted.
There is no doubt that this is a major event that can affect the future direction of the Nineteen Prefectures, and countless people are discussing it hotly.
In comparison, the Daqian Dynasty's withdrawal of troops from the border of Wuzhou can only be regarded as a trivial matter.
Seven days passed by in a blink of an eye.
Nearly 80% of the disciples from the outer courtyard of Suzaku Academy have left, and 60% of the disciples from the inner courtyard have left.
Almost everyone looked sad when they left.
Houshan has been very calm and has not expressed any opinions on anyone's departure.
During this time.
Chu Xiu spent two days communicating with Zhu Yourong, Mo Shaojun, Xia Chuxue and other women.
He was talking with Xia Chuxue about the Xia family and the Taoist priests, with Mo Shaoyun about the future of the Mo family, and with Zhu Yourong about the timetable for learning the art of disguise.
In the back mountain, he also talked several times with Duoya Cailin and Su Yuheng.
Duoya Cailin always felt guilty when facing Chu Xiu. She felt that what happened to Mr. Seven Duanmu Yaoyao was all because of her.
Even the reason why Suzaku Academy was closed was indirectly related to her.
After her thoughts were noticed by Chu Xiu, Chu Xiu mocked her rudely, saying that she was too self-aware. How could a person as big as a slap still want to influence the world's major events?
This made Duoya and Duoya Cailin glared repeatedly.
After talking and making arrangements with the girls, Chu Xiu's heart was completely focused on cultivation.
"These women have wasted my time for days."
At the foot of the back mountain, there was a lake. Chu Xiu sat cross-legged at the bottom of the lake, his mind sinking into his ancestral orifice.
Duanmu Yaoyao's true spirit was sleeping, and he didn't have much time to wake up.
Chu Xiu's spirit is holding the silver Huangtian Sword and is practicing the sword technique "Consistently".
His physical strength, skills, etc., cannot be greatly improved for the time being. Only the spirit of the ancestral aperture is like a virgin land that has not yet been developed.
"Theoretically, whatever the body can do, the spirit should be able to do."
While Chu Xiu was practicing 'Consistent', he thought about it silently. He vaguely felt that the spirit of the ancestral orifice could not only do everything that the body could do, but also some things that the body could not do. As long as it was developed properly, the spirit of the ancestral orifice could The spirit might be able to do that, too.
The key is how to develop it.
In recent days, he has checked some ancient books in Suzaku Academy and asked several senior brothers and sisters, but he did not get much useful information.
Even though he is as strong as the second senior brother, he has never had too in-depth spiritual training. All he has done is to seal the ancestral orifice, making it difficult for other people's spirits to enter.
"The spirit must not only be strong in the ancestral orifice, but also preferably be able to leave the ancestral orifice, enter the opponent's ancestral orifice, and directly kill the opponent's spirit..."
"It would be great if Ling could cut out sword energy."
"Um...can spirits cultivate the 'Qi' that belongs to spirits?"
Chu Xiu has many ideas and he is trying them out.
To be precise, you are creating a spiritual practice method that best suits you.
When you focus on something, time usually seems to pass quickly.
this day.
A guest broke into the closed Zhuque Academy.
"What is he here for?"
Mr. Ten, Yang Jing, stood on the top of the back mountain, frowning slightly as he looked at the outsiders breaking into the great formation.
beside him.
The second gentleman, Wang Quan, is playing chess with the eighth gentleman, Qi Yi.
Both of them also noticed who was coming.
"Before, my junior brother was too high-profile." Qi Yi said softly, "Many people know that our junior brother is extremely talented and may reach the height of master in the future."
Mr. Er said: "Some people don't want him to grow up."
"Many people." Qi Yi said.
Yang Jing was very smart and had already heard the implication of these two senior brothers. He asked: "Are we going to drive him away directly?"
Qi Yi said softly: "Junior brother is a kind-hearted person who values affection and righteousness."
"Let him come up first." The second gentleman ordered.
"good."
Yang Jing nodded, and then controlled the great formation to create a path to the top of the back mountain for the intruding guest.
The visitor's surname is Wen.
Wen from the time-honored Wen family.
Wen Yi is the first member of the younger generation of the Wen family.
There was a little cold sweat on his forehead. Just when he broke into Suzaku Academy, he felt an indescribable murderous intention.
The fog that permeates the surroundings is like sharp poisonous spider threads. If you are not careful, you may fall into a situation that will never be recovered.
Along the road where the fog dispersed, Wen Yi climbed the mountain and reached the top of the back mountain.
This is his second time here.
Thinking back to the last time I took part in the inner court assessment, I felt emotional.
"Mr. Two, Mr. Eight, Mr. Ten." Standing on the top of the mountain, Wen Yi greeted with a warm voice.
Mr. Ten raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you here to see my junior brother?"
Wen Yi nodded slightly. Naturally, he came here to see Chu Xiu.
"What's the matter?" Mr. Ten asked, with curiosity flashing in his eyes.
Wen Yi looked at Mr. Ten, then glanced at Mr. Two and Mr. Eight who were playing chess from the corner of his eye, and suddenly his heart moved.
"They don't want Chu Xiu to contact me."
Wen Yi's mind turned and he chose to tell the truth.
In fact, he had no choice at all.
"Something happened to Huitong."
Wen Yi said softly, "Over in Florida, there is a story about Huitong cutting his flesh and feeding it to the eagles."
"Cut meat and feed it to the eagle?" Mr. Second, Mr. Eighth, and Mr. Ten were all startled. The three of them were all well-educated people, so they naturally knew the legend of the Buddhist Buddha who cut his meat and fed it to the eagle.
Wen Yi said: "A mysterious man passed the news to me, hoping that I could come to Chu Xiu to save Huitong.
According to what this mysterious man said, Huitong's experience happened because of Chu Xiu. "
Mr. Eighth said: "This is a conspiracy."
Wen Yi showed hesitation and said softly: "I also know that this is a conspiracy. After getting this news, I hesitated for a long time, and finally felt that it was necessary to let Chu Xiu know."
"The purpose of luring my junior brother to Florida is to kill him." Mr. Ten said calmly.
Wen Yi sighed and said, "Who told us that we have a good relationship? That mysterious man came to me because he knew that Chu Xiu and I have a good relationship."
Mr. Eighth glanced at Wen Yi, "What will you do if your junior brother dies in Florida?"
Wen Yi grinned, "I think if he would die, I would definitely not be able to see it."
"I should be weaker than him, so I will naturally die in front of him."
Mr. 2, Mr. 8, and Mr. 10 were all startled. When they looked at Wen Yi, they all saw fearless calmness.
"If you don't want me to see Chu Xiu, I won't be dissatisfied." Wen Yi said softly, "I am here just because I feel that he should know about this kind of thing.
You don't want him to know, and I understand that. "
With that said, Wen Yi turned and left, "I will wait for him at Changlai Inn for three days."
Mr. Second, Mr. Eight, and Mr. Ten looked at Wen Yi's leaving figure, all speechless.
Now, the problem turns to them.
The three of them all had a vague understanding of Wen Yi's struggle to choose to come to Suzaku Academy.
"It's difficult to handle." Mr. Eighth Qi Yi sighed.
Mr. Two and Mr. Ten were silent.
They all knew that once the junior brother knew about Huitong's situation, the junior brother would definitely rush to Florida immediately.
But if the junior fellow apprentice is not informed, Huitong and Wen Yi may both die.
If my junior brother finds out about this in the future...
"Xiaoba, let you handle this matter." Mr. Er said softly.
Mr. Eight's eyelids twitched slightly, and he immediately looked at Mr. Ten, "Xiao Ten, you go handle this matter."
Mr. Ten: “???”
In the end, the decision-making power fell on Mr. Tang Jiabao, the twelfth Mr. Yan Shiyi.
Tang Jiabao was confused. However, as Xiao Twelve, he had lost the right to choose.
He could only come to Chu Xiu's training place with a depressed and tangled look on his face.
On the shore of a small lake.
Tang Jiabao took a deep breath and deliberately released his own breath.
Chu Xiu, who was practicing at the bottom of the lake, immediately noticed that the figure rushed out of the lake and stood on the lake. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Tang Jiabao.
"Junior brother, how is your cultivation going?" Tang Jiabao looked concerned.
Chu Xiu chuckled and said, "It's acceptable."
"That's good." Tang Jiabao laughed dryly, not knowing how to continue.
He was very confused.
"Just tell me what's going on." Chu Xiu said.
Under normal circumstances, no one would disturb his practice.
Since you are here, something must be going on.
"This..." Tang Jiabao's face was filled with confusion, "I don't know whether to tell you or not. Why don't you just ask Senior Brother Eleven."
Chu Xiu stared at Tang Jiabao, "Senior Brother Eleven asked you to come, right?"
Tang Jiabao groaned.
"Then guess, who asked him to come?" Chu Xiu snorted, "It must be that those guys were in a dilemma and couldn't tell me, so they sent you, Little Twelve, here."
Tang Jiabao's whole face collapsed.
Indeed.
Xiao Twelve, you have no human rights!
"Tell me." Chu Xiu said, he was a little curious.
Tang Jiabao was silent for a while and said softly: "Wen Yi is here."
"Wen Yi..." Chu Xiu was startled and said hesitantly, "Something happened to the Wen family?"
Tang Jiabao shook his head, "Not the Wen family."
As he spoke, he softly uttered two words:
"Huitong."
"Huitong..." Chu Xiu stared at Tang Jiabao, "Where is Wen Yi?"
"Always come to the inn."
Tang Jiabao said, but before he finished speaking, Chu Xiu was no longer in sight.
"Why."
Tang Jiabao sighed. He knew very well that since his junior brother knew about Huitong, he would definitely not sit idly by and ignore it.
Often come to the inn.
Wen Yi was drinking.
Compared with the entanglements of the few back-mountain gentlemen in the academy, the pressure Wen Yi endured was actually greater.
This time, when he came to Chang'an City, he had actually made a decision for Chu Xiu in advance.
Uh-huh.
As if suddenly, Chu Xiu's figure sat opposite Wen Yi.
Wen Yi didn't raise his head, just lifted the wine jar and poured a bowl of wine for Chu Xiu.
"I only recently discovered that it is so difficult to be friends with you." Wen Yi looked at Chu Xiu and sighed quietly.
Chu Xiu picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, "I vaguely understand your difficulties, but since you are here, don't be pretentious.
Talk about things directly and face them together. "
"good."
Wen Yi smiled and nodded, and then began to tell about Huitong.
