It was originally impossible for a third-grade heavenly demon to appear in Nanxiang Mansion.
It is especially impossible for a scholar to practice Taoism and become a demon.
Because any scholar with a literary heart must enter an academy, otherwise there is no way to practice.
Without literary fame, it would be difficult to even break through.
Therefore, the ninth rank takes the provincial examination, the eighth rank takes the general examination, and the seventh rank takes the palace examination. If you pass the examination, you can receive the Holy Academy Talent Initiation.
While gaining literary fame, one can be promoted to the realm of literature and art.
From now on, he has the qualifications to climb to the pinnacle of literary education.
If you don’t enter the academy, you will have nothing.
It is precisely because scholars must enter the academy. Once a scholar practices Taoism, it is difficult not to be discovered.
Therefore, most of them are discovered in the budding stage and then killed directly.
It is rare for a scholar to practice Taoism and become a demon, and still grow to the level of a third-grade heavenly demon.
…
"This matter must be reported to the Holy Court immediately!"
He Weijun didn't dare to neglect, he quickly fell from the void, went directly to the study room, and started writing notes.
Explain the appearance of the third-grade heavenly demon in Nanxiang Mansion.
Then the zhezi turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the void.
…
"It must be reported to the academy... I hope it's not too late!"
He Wancheng of Qingping Academy also wrote a note explaining the appearance of the third-grade heavenly demon in Nanxiang Mansion and sent it directly to the Holy Academy.
As an academy registered in the Holy Court, it itself trains scholars for the Holy Court and at the same time monitors the scholars within the territory.
They bear the heavy responsibility of slaying the three major evil demons and heretics.
When there are evil heretics that they cannot deal with, reporting to the academy for help is their only option.
Otherwise, once it is lost, life will be ruined, and they will not be able to escape the blame.
…
at the same time.
Jingcheng Guoshengyuan, Star Observation Deck.
The old man with long eyebrows and white beard was originally looking at the stars in the sky, but suddenly he felt something in his heart and looked towards the human world.
Then his eyes instantly became gloomy. He stretched out his hand and the galaxy of talent appeared. There was a black light of evil spirit mixed with talent hovering in the south of Dayan.
"Third-grade heavenly demon? Scholars practice Taoism and become demons..."
The old man frowned slightly and tapped his right foot lightly.
"Zizheng!"
In an instant, a tall and thin middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe appeared on the observatory out of thin air.
He had a confused look on his face.
The middle-aged man's name is Zhong Zizheng. He is one of the seven disciples of the Holy Master of the Zhenguo Holy Academy. He is the fifth oldest and has the nickname Zhong.
His literary skills are unfathomable, and he is a poetry fanatic!
"teacher!"
After Zhong Zizheng came to his senses, he immediately bowed and saluted: "I wonder why the teacher called the students over? The students just happened to be very popular in poetry..."
"Silence!"
The old man scolded softly and said: "A third-grade celestial demon appears in Nanxiang Mansion. It was transformed by a scholar into a demon. You go there. After solving this matter, find a scholar with great righteousness and tell him... If he can enter the eighth grade , come to Beijing to meet me next year!”
Zhong Zizheng narrowed his eyes and nodded: "Yes!"
"Go!"
The old man waved his hand.
"old……"
Before Zhong Zizheng finished speaking, the old man sent him directly out of the observatory.
Then I heard the old man sigh softly and murmur in a low voice: "If you don't know how to write poetry, why do you think you are a poetry idiot..."
Shortly after.
The old man casually pinched it from the void, and two envelopes appeared in his hand. They were the envelopes from the deans of the two major academies in Nanxiang Prefecture.
He opened it and glanced at it.
Immediately the fold disappeared.
"Both the deans of the two major academies mentioned a scholar named Lin Yi, so it's probably him..."
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Nanxiang Mansion.
Pingzhou Academy.
In the small courtyard, the celestial fox demon transformed by Chen Haoran was besieged by the dean Zheng Zhiqiu and several masters.
The talents intertwined to form a big net, suppressing the Sky Fox Demon tightly.
But they performed extremely hard.
I can hardly hold the treasure in my hand.
The pseudo-third-grade can be regarded as half a third-grade. It is already very good for a few of their fifth-grade masters to be able to achieve this level.
"brute!"
Zheng Zhiqiu felt sad and angry when he saw his former disciple turned into a celestial demon.
The sun-level cultural treasure bloomed with brilliance in his hands, and connected dots in the void, with a few words of "kill", turning into a giant sword of talent, constantly slashing at the sky fox demon transformed by Chen Haoran.
Woo!
The Sky Fox Demon's skin and flesh are as hard as iron, and the Great Sword of Talent cannot cause any harm to it at all. The most it can do is cause it pain.
But this also completely aroused the murderous intention deep in Chen Haoran's heart, and his eyes were blazing red.
He raised his head, and his body, which had been suppressed on the ground, slowly stood upright.
"not good!"
"Can't suppress it!"
"Damn..."
Chen Jinbei and several other masters were shocked. They could no longer hold the pens in their hands steadily, and they were all knocked away.
puff!
Everyone coughed up blood and lost all energy.
"What are you still doing?"
Chen Jinbei braced himself and looked at the academy bachelors who were watching not far away, and suddenly became angry.
The scholars were stunned for a moment.
Then they seemed to understand. Someone shouted "kill", and eighty or ninety academy bachelors rushed over.
"kill……"
The shouts of killing are loud enough to soar to the sky.
Lin Yi thought to himself: "Shouldn't everyone be allowed to escape?"
As soon as this idea came to an end, Chen Jinbei spat out another mouthful of blood and cursed: "A bunch of idiots are just running away, not asking you to come up and die..."
"ah?"
"Why are you still standing there? Run!"
"quick!"
The scholars knew that they would die if they went up there, but they could not resist the master's order.
The master has an order, who dares to disobey it?
You can only do it if you bite the bullet.
When they learned that it was the master who asked them to escape, each one of them burst out with a desire to survive, their energy surged, and they ran down the mountain crazily.
Li Wenbo instinctively wanted to run away, but when he saw Lin Yi standing still, he was frightened and said quickly: "Sir, our Pingzhou Academy is finished... Master and the dean are stalling for time, how can we escape?" Run as far as you can!"
"There's no escape!"
Lin Yi shook his head, with a bit of bitterness on his face, and said, "It's better to think of a way to get rid of Chen Haoran..."
Obviously he is not very strong, but he still wants to solve this matter.
Perhaps his biggest reliance... is the poems and articles of sages from past lives.
As long as it was useful, he would write even ten articles in a row. He was willing to risk it all...
Li Wenbo said anxiously: "Sir, it's not something that a great scholar can't solve. Why don't we run away? We'll keep the green hills and don't have to worry about running out of firewood!"
"Unless...hey, forget it!"
He now identifies Lin Yi because he knows his potential and is optimistic about his future.
But if Lin Yi died here... then everything would be in vain!
"Unless what?"
Lin Yi's eyes lit up and he suddenly turned his head to look at Li Wenbo.
…
"No one can run away..."
Woo!
But at this moment, the seven sky fox demons who broke free had ferocious looks on their faces. With a slight jump, they knocked down several bachelors.
Then he opened his mouth and sucked.
The essence and blood turned into energy, and then poured into his body continuously.
Chen Haoran's voice came from the mouth of the Sky Fox Demon, with a tone of enjoyment, and he said intoxicatedly: "This taste is really good..."
Lin Yi's heart sank. He clenched his fists and looked at Li Wenbo: "Unless, let's be clear, do you think we can outrun Chen Haoran at our speed?"
