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Ding! Ding!
There was an invisible edge splashing out from his bloody right hand, which was the remaining edge of the demon-suppressing gun. At this moment, Su Qinian was slowly forcing him out of his body, and the torn flesh began to heal.
With the red gold sword lying across his knees, Su Qinian also understood that the real disaster was about to come that night.
He was trying his best to adjust himself. In the battle with the successor of the Demon Suppressing Spear, he gained a lot and gained a lot of insights. Unfortunately, he didn't have time now. Otherwise, when he consolidated his gains, he would definitely be able to make further progress.
The Qi from the beginning of heaven and earth falls, he continues to absorb it, enters the realm of fetal breath, replenishes Qi, blood, Qi, and nourishes the spirit. The spirit body sits in the divine court, and the will controls the spirit, activating the Qi of death, and constantly repairs and nourishes those born from the fight just now. The skin of muscles and bones is finely cracked.
Huangdao Long Street.
The middle-aged deacon from the Royal Academy held a five-color scroll in his hands and walked under the moonlight. He looked solemn, like a pilgrim, and walked towards the east of the city.
This scene almost attracted the attention of the entire Chang'an City. The five-color Confucian Order, the Five-fingered Qin Immortal from the Royal Academy, the top figure on the Yuan Shen List, a great Confucian, many secret spies from various forces can understand a lot from this. Things, obviously, are absolutely taboo in the deep alley at the east end of Imperial Avenue, and no one is allowed to touch them in the Royal Academy.
And many times, the person standing behind the Royal Academy is even more taboo among taboos.
"Students are welcome!"
When the academy deacon arrived at the east end of the long street, all the disciples from the outer academy who had not yet left were all shocked, and then they all paid homage to him and bowed down.
They did not expect that the second son of the Su family actually alerted the dean and issued the Great Confucian Order. In the memories of some outer courtyard disciples, the last time the Great Confucian Order appeared was seven years ago. The president of an academy in Chang'an City questioned the principles of Confucianism and Taoism, believing that Confucianism and Taoism should be based on righteousness and uprightness, and that the emperor's crimes were the same as those of the common people.
That night. There was also a bright moon hanging high in the sky, and the five-color Confucian order hanging in the sky. The entire academy was razed to the ground, except for the owner of the academy who was executed and killed on the spot. Many students and teachers were also exiled and were not allowed to set foot in the capital again in this life.
Five Colored Confucian Order!
At this time, the spies from various forces hidden in the dark were all shocked. Some of those approaching the deep alley retreated. They did not want to offend the Royal Academy at this time. Once the Confucian Order came out, no one could compete except for the top Yuanshen figures. That majesty.
"You guys just wait here and escort this boy out of the city." The middle-aged deacon said calmly.
"Students, please obey the teachings of the great Confucian scholar!"
A group of disciples from the outer courtyard bowed and stepped back to clear the way. Watching the middle-aged deacon walk into the alley, they straightened up and looked at each other. They both caught the shock in each other's eyes. It was extremely difficult for the second son of the Su family to be able to hold on until now, and it was even more difficult to defeat him. He was the smallest dragon in their outer courtyard, and with such talent and qualifications, looking at the entire outer courtyard of the Royal Academy, there were only a handful of them. There will definitely be the potential to hit the Dragon and Tiger Rankings in the future, but unfortunately no matter how strong you are, you can't disobey the Confucian order. They are two different levels of life, just like ants on the earth. Will be inadvertently crushed into powder by the giant dragon descending from the nine heavens.
Taoist temple.
In front of the main hall, the old man's eyes moved and his face gradually became gloomy.
Not far away, Xukong also noticed something, and his eyes fell on the moss-covered alley outside the Taoist courtyard. Not long after. There were footsteps.
The young Evil Buddha disciple suddenly felt regretful. This Taoist temple was a place of right and wrong. He thought that after many years, some old things would disappear, but he did not expect that as time went by, it became more and more heavy and became a taboo.
The aura of the beginning of heaven and earth gradually dissipated. Su Qinian sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed. He looked like an ancient well. He was dressed in a green shirt and bathed in the moonlight. He seemed ordinary at first, but the more he looked, the more he could see. I feel an ethereal and fairy-like temperament, as if the son of a god from heaven has come to earth and reincarnated.
Not long after, a figure appeared at the end of the alley, appearing in the void and in the eyes of the old man in front of the main hall.
"Da Ru Ling!"
At this time, the old man couldn't bear it any longer. There was a look of shock in his eyes, and he shouted: "Damn it! Damn it! Damn the Royal Academy! You even sent out the Confucian Order. It's really shameless to target a junior like this!"
Although the old man rebuked angrily, he also understood in his heart that this was not just for Su Qinian, but more for the inheritance he carried, and even for the entire Taoist temple. Obviously, all the things that happened back then have not faded away with the passage of time. Being passed down from generation to generation sent chills down the old man's spine, and a kind of coldness grew from the depths of his soul.
Great Confucian Order!
The color of the void also changed. He thought of many possibilities, but the only one he did not expect was this great Confucian order. When he looked at the five-color scroll held in the hands of the middle-aged man who appeared at the end of the alley, he understood that it was from the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy. The master of the academy, the great Confucian order of Shang Yu of the Five-Finger Qin Immortal Palace.
The existence that ranks twenty-seventh on the list of souls, looking at the entire Han Dynasty, is one of the forty-nine strongest masters of souls. In Void's memory, those who can be on the list of souls have at least survived. Each of the supreme figures in the sixth level of thunder tribulation can almost destroy the heaven and the earth, reach for the stars and grasp the moon. They have practiced martial arts to this point and can be called divine.
The deacon from the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy was walking in the alley. His eyes were indifferent. Looking behind the rosewood door in the distance, the expressions of the old man and Xukong became extremely ugly. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. His eyes became more and more arrogant, even in the distance. In his opinion, there is no need to use the Great Confucian Order. He does not think that a mere sixteen-year-old boy can be so stubborn. His natural talent and understanding do not mean his worldliness. After all, he is a boy, and he will retreat after being frightened. Not to mention that his parents are still in prison, walking here is, to put it bluntly, also a kind of disobedience.
But soon, the deacon of the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy fell on the figure sitting cross-legged. A young man, with his eyes slightly closed, seemed to turn a deaf ear to his arrival. A long red gold sword was placed across his knees, looking like The wind was light and the clouds were light, his black hair was dancing lightly, and he was bathed in the moonlight. The aura that he exuded invisibly made him feel a little ashamed of himself.
As soon as his eyes turned cold, the deacon of the outer courtyard quickened his pace, and his steps became heavier and heavier. Regardless of the Great Confucian Order in his hand, he was still a master who had entered the second-rate dragon and tiger realm. He was at the peak of inferiority, and he was only one step away. Entering the superior realm, although the foundation was not penetrated through the dark orifice at the beginning, it still had the power of half a Pegasus.
More than ten breaths later, the deacon from the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy stood in front of the gate of the Taoist temple. He glanced at the red sandalwood gate with floating stars in front of him. The bright purple air was steaming. In the entire Chang'an City, no one dared to use this rare imperial treasure. Apart from the palace, the only gates made of wood are the Royal Academy and the Taoist temple that has long since fallen.
At this time, Su Qinian, who was sitting cross-legged inside the red sandalwood gate, finally opened his eyes.
In an instant, the entire deep alley seemed to turn into daylight. Those were two eyes that were brighter than the sun. They were so blazing, carrying the invisible momentum of Su Qinian's victory in the battle just now, and the undefeated thoughts, through the incomparable depth. The spiritual power came out and pierced into the eyes of the middle-aged deacon.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
Unable to resist this invisible spiritual will, the middle-aged deacon from the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy snorted and took a few steps back, his face pale.
Damn it!
After a brief moment of shock, the middle-aged deacon's face became gloomier than ever before, and he scolded: "Second son of the Su family! You are so brave!"
Su Qinian was unmoved when he heard this. He just stood up slowly and said calmly: "You should be able to see whether I am courageous or not."
The middle-aged deacon's eyes stagnated when he heard this, and he sneered: "It's normal for young people to have bloody temperament, but they must know how to advance and retreat, know how to choose and give, and only when you give up can you gain. I admit that you have extraordinary talent and understanding, even my royal family The smallest young dragon in the outer courtyard of the academy was defeated, but unfortunately you took the wrong path and shouldn't have entered here. It's still too late to turn back now. The Confucian Order is here, don't make a mistake!"
Just as Su Qinian was about to speak, the old man's voice suddenly sounded in front of the hall.
"Boy, let's go."
Su Qinian frowned, and when he saw the old man in front of the main hall, he sighed and said, "Maybe it's really time to end here. You still have a long way to go, and this place is no longer suitable for you."
"The old man does have some insight, but unfortunately, as the master of the academy, you have to accept this great Confucian order." The middle-aged deacon sneered. There has never been a great Confucian order that failed without success.
"The old man has lived long enough, and he has become impatient for a long time. Without a great Confucian order, even if Gong Shangyu comes in person, the old man alone cannot say a word of fear."
"How dare you! How dare you call me the dean of the Royal Academy!" the middle-aged deacon shouted coldly.
"Dean? Who is he? If a few old guys from the inner courtyard come out, the old man will give him some face. He dares to call himself a great scholar, bah!" The old man sneered, and then looked at the motionless Su Qinian. , scolded, "Boy, don't leave yet! The old man is dead and he won't live long. You have to understand that only by living can everything be possible!"
"Donor, the young monk thinks so too." Vukong looked at Su Qinian, clasping his hands together, looking solemn.
"How dare you insult my academy scholar!" The middle-aged deacon was shocked and angry, looking at the dirty old man in front of the hall, who looked like a beggar.
At this time, Su Qinian remained silent and just stepped forward, standing between the middle-aged deacon and the main hall.
"You!" In front of the main hall, the old man was startled, with a soft look in his eyes, and then he yelled, "Boy, you have shit in your head!"
Su Qinian ignored him, just clenched the long knife in his hand, looked solemnly, and pointed the long knife forward.
At the same time, in the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, the gods' bodies were shining with silver light, like flowing water, converging on the life-saving knife that was as black as ink in their hands. (Please recommend monthly tickets. Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps. The climax will continue, everyone will wait and see!) (To be continued.)
