"The Academy is shameless!" Watson said in a low voice, but it spread instantly in front of the Yingbin Building. Even Murong Lengyan and Nalan Qiuxue in the building heard it.
Because when Watson was angry, he didn't even think about scolding Murong Anran, so he just scolded him in the academy.
He wanted to vent his anger for the injustice he had suffered in the academy.
And now Murong Anran doesn't know what happened to Watson in the academy.
Even Nalan Qiuxue didn't know, after all, Watson was too weak at that time.
So weak that he could not enter the life of Murong Anran and Nalan Qiuxue.
Watson, who had already put Murong Anran down, was angered by what he did in the secret realm. How could he think of giving him face when the other party was repeatedly unreasonable?
Watson's words obviously also ignited a group of monks who were watching the fun, and for a while everyone gathered around the pavilion.
Murong Anran said angrily: "You can scold me, but I don't care if you insult the academy, otherwise I will try my best to teach you a lesson."
He didn't say anything about taking action, but everyone saw that the academy disciple who was already in the Nascent Soul realm wanted to challenge the academy's young monk again.
But today's Watson, because his black hair was destroyed by the catastrophe, and because he was wearing a black linen coat, he looked exactly like the young monk of Yunqi Temple.
Although Murong Anran still had one of his right arms broken, his aura in the Nascent Soul realm was there.
In addition, he is dressed in white and outshines the snow, giving people the illusion that he has emerged from the world. It feels like today's academy disciples are going to teach the young monks of Yunqi Temple a lesson again.
Xiaoxue frowned as she looked at the crowd gathered around her. She originally just wanted to spend some quiet time with Watson, but she didn't expect to attract flies from the academy.
So, the little girl couldn't help but roared: "I don't think you want that left hand anymore!"
Watson replied simply: "Yunqi Temple is not ashamed to associate with the academy, get out of my sight!"
When he said this, Murong Anran immediately found an excuse. He looked at Murong Lengyan who was walking slowly and said, "Auntie, this guy said that he doesn't despise being associated with the academy!"
Seeing the reinforcements coming, Murong Anran actually ignited the flames of war on his aunt, hoping to provoke a war between the Academy and Yunqi Temple.
At this time, Watson had reached the fifth level of the Formless Dharma Body due to breaking through the realm.
The appearance of the sentient beings who are cultivating has completely hidden their own cultivation.
Even Murong Lengyan, who came over, had the illusion that the young monk of Yunqi Temple should owe him a favor for rescuing all the disciples, including the academy.
Looking at Watson in the pavilion, Murong Lengyan sighed: "The academy owes Yunqi Temple a huge favor, but we cannot let you ruin our reputation here."
Watson became angry when he heard this: "Does the academy always have a reputation? Why don't I know about it?"
Murong Lengyan was also angry, looked at Watson and said protectively: "No matter what, you were once a disciple of the academy!"
There was a roar of thunder, hitting Murong Anran and Nalan Qiuxue hard on the heads. No matter how smart they were, they never expected that Watson was actually a disciple of the academy.
This is incredible.
Looking at the calm Watson in the pavilion, Nalan Qiuxue murmured: "Since you are a disciple of the academy, why do you want to go to Yunqi Temple to practice?"
Not to mention Nalan Qiuxue, even Xiaoxue in front of Watson was shocked.
She never thought that the elder brother who wielded his sword to kill the enemy and rescued her from the dungeon was still a disciple of the academy.
Even a group of monks who were watching the fun were shocked. This was too magical. Is this a case of cannibalism within the academy?
Even Zhu Jiu, who was in the main hall not far away, sighed: "It seems that my brother is a person with a story. The academy must have hurt him before!"
Jiang Qingqing glanced at him and said slowly: "I didn't expect that he actually lived in the academy?"
Zhu Jiu smiled: "Would you like to go out and help him?!"
Jiang Qingqing laughed when he heard this: "Why are you so anxious? Could it be that the elders of the academy still dare to take action in Kunlun? Maybe my mother-in-law is watching him secretly?"
Zhu Jiu shook his head: "Cousin, you are also a guy who watches the excitement and is not afraid of big troubles!"
Jiang Qingqing frowned and said, "Don't make any sound."
Somewhere, the mother-in-law, who was leaning on the bed with her eyes closed to repose, also opened her eyes, looked at the scene in the square and sighed softly. As expected, Xindao Academy is no longer what it used to be.
You couldn't keep such a good child, and finally forced him to go to Yunqi Temple to practice.
How much hatred is there?
You know, who would have lightly left a super sect like the academy if they had not committed the world's most sinful crime or suffered a huge grievance?
Unless...the old woman suddenly became interested and stood up to put on her clothes. She wanted to cheer up the stubborn young man.
Isn’t it true that people live their entire lives just to fight for their reputation?
Watson fought for Kunlun, and this time she wanted to stand up for Watson.
Watson in the pavilion looked at Murong Lengyan and laughed quietly, laughing so hard that Nalan Qiuxue was puzzled, and cold sweat ran down Murong Anran's back when she laughed.
"The threshold of the academy is so high. I would have starved to death there. How can I dare to call myself a disciple of the academy?!"
Watson looked at Xiaoxue and smiled: "You saw me in Zhuxian Town. Like you, I am very afraid of death."
Another thunderbolt struck the heads of a group of bewildered boys and girls.
It turned out that the young man had actually stayed in the academy. From the young man's words, he learned that the academy had a very bad attitude. Who would want to quit a super sect?
Xiaoxue thought about the scene in the Zhuxian Town dungeon, and suddenly felt like she was falling into a cold pool, and she couldn't help but shudder.
Looking at Watson, he nodded and replied, "Well, that scares Xiaoxue to death."
Murong Lengyan looked at Watson's strange expression and said coldly: "So, you don't admit that you are a disciple of the academy?"
Watson replied: "I never was!"
A plain sentence from Watson's mouth was like a slap mercilessly on Murong Lengyan's face.
Even Murong Lengyan didn't expect Watson to say this, so her expression became even stranger.
Then her eyes became even colder, so cold that she wanted to kill the boy in front of her with just one look.
Murong Lengyan sighed and said, "If I remember correctly, you once had to practice in the academy for half a year."
Rumble, like rolling thunder, hitting the heads of all living beings heavily.
It turned out that the young man had really stayed in the academy and practiced cultivation for half a year. In this way, he was once a disciple of the academy anyway.
As a result, everyone wanted to know the whole story even more.
Jiang Qingqing in the main hall frowned, looked at Zhu Jiu and said, "This matter is not that simple."
Zhu Jiu laughed and said, "It's not easy since the first day I met him."
Zhu Jiu thought about the first time he met Watson, when he fought against a dozen killers. Such an encounter could only happen to him and Watson.
Xiaoxue looked at Murong Lengyan and shook her head: "Did the academy not feed my brother and make him hungry?"
In the eyes of the little girl, practicing cultivation is not a big deal, but being hungry is a big deal.
Apart from letting Brother Watson starve and leave the academy, she really couldn't think of any other reason.
The mother-in-law who was walking on the road sighed softly and thought that her granddaughter was right. At Watson's age, filling her stomach is of course the most important thing.
It seems that the academy and Watson really have an unpleasant past.
Watson looked at Xiaoxue and smiled lightly: "Xiaoxue is right, because my brother was ill at that time and couldn't gather his energy, so he had to go to the back hill of the academy to chop wood!"
"Oh, it turns out that guy was once forced to work as a handyman by the academy."
"No wonder I have to leave the academy. If it were me, I wouldn't want to be a handyman."
"Hey, that's so pitiful. I guess he's no more than six or seven years old, right?"
The boys and girls watching the excitement in the square started shouting, and they all felt unfair for Watson.
At such an age, who would want to work as a handyman in a super sect?
Even Nalan Qiuxue frowned. She never expected that her fiancé was actually working as a handyman in the academy?
In her opinion, that should have happened before Watson was six years old, because she never saw Watson in the academy again after that.
Not to mention meeting him, I haven't even heard his name mentioned in the academy.
Zhu Jiu looked at Jiang Qingqing and smiled: "So you know why my brother has a bad temper, right? If it were me, I would be more ruthless than him."
Jiang Qingqing sighed softly and said quietly: "I didn't expect that when he couldn't gather his energy, he went to the academy. Why not come to Kunlun?"
Zhu Jiu was stunned, looked at her and smiled: "Is it possible that Kunlun will accept a young man who can't gather his energy?"
Jiang Qingqing was speechless.
Murong Lengyan looked at Watson and said coldly: "So what if you are a handyman? I heard from Feixue that you are also a handyman disciple in Yunqi Temple."
At this time, not to mention the group of young men and women in the square, even Zhu Jiujiang Qingqing in the main hall, and even the mother-in-law walking on the road were becoming more and more confused.
What is the reason that causes Watson to rather go to Yunqi Temple to work as a handyman than stay in the academy?
Watson looked at Murong Yan and Nalan Qiuxue with no expression on his face.
Instead, he quietly replied: "You are right, I am still just a handyman disciple in Yunqi Temple."
A group of men and women watching the excitement exploded, and Watson personally admitted his identity. This was explosive news!
It turned out that the monks from various major sects who were trapped in the secret realm of Kunlun were rescued by a small servant in Yunqi Temple.
This, this is too ironic, right?
But Nalan Qiuxue frowned tightly when she looked at Watson. Like everyone else, she also wanted to know why Watson would rather go to Yunqi Temple to do coolies.
Don’t you want to stay in the academy?
Otherwise, the two would not have separated due to some misunderstandings.
Thinking of this, she even became a little angry. She even wanted to beat this guy up with her hands. No, she had to beat him twice to relieve her anger.
Watson looked at the group of monks in the square who were not much older than himself and laughed.
He grinned and said, "It seems that you all want to know the reason for this? I might as well tell you that it is actually very simple. Just like Sister Xiaoxue said, I never had a full meal in the academy."
Seeing the stunned expressions of Murong Lengyan and Nalan Qiuxue, Watson sighed softly.
Just this sigh was like a sharp sword piercing Nalan Qiuxue's chest, and also pierced the hearts of a group of young men. It even made Zhu Jiuzhong in the hall slap his chair.
He said coldly: "What a academy!"
Xiaoxue, on the other hand, reached out and took Watson's hand, frowning and saying, "It's too abominable, they let my brother starve."
"I don't believe how the academy can let its disciples starve, even if you were just a handyman at that time!"
Nalan Qiuxue shouted loudly: "You are not allowed to insult the academy here, even if you have left, even if you no longer admit that you are a disciple of the academy."
Murong Lengyan didn't take it seriously, but said coldly: "Continue."
Silently looking at the young man sitting in the pavilion, Murong Lengyan could not figure out when the academy had let its disciples go hungry?
"You don't believe it? You can go back and ask the handyman disciples who are still practicing in the academy?!"
Watson's eyes grew colder: "I was less than six years old at that time, and the elders of the handyman hall asked me to chop two hundred kilograms of firewood every day. If I missed one firewood, I would not be allowed to have dinner!"
