A bright light shines on the chessboard, and a majestic aura rises into the sky and suppresses it.
A moment later, Yu Youdao's transformed blazing black flame was thrown dozens of feet into the sky, barely maintaining his figure.
The old man had a ferocious look on his face, raised his hands to the sky, and roared: "A noble scholar from the academy, is this all he has?"
Yan Shigu's expression remained unchanged, and the fingers of his right hand slowly moved down, and then black and white chess pieces fell one after another on the chessboard in the sky. The chess pieces fell like rain, and without exception they all hit the old man's head.
boom!
Like Hong Zhong Da Lu, it stirs people's hearts.
As if he could no longer hold it up, the latter bent down in mid-air, teetering on the edge, but his face remained as crazy as ever, and he laughed and said: "Hahaha, it's all a trick of pretending to be a ghost. I'm already invulnerable to my physical body. If I have the ability, I can directly Kill me for pleasure! The academy writer? Damn you."
The black flames in the sky became more and more powerful, and countless screams and roars that seemed to come from the abyss of hell came from the old man's body, bringing a cold breath that penetrated into the bone marrow, which competed with the awe-inspiring righteousness of the middle-aged Confucian scholar. The distinction between Jing and Wei is clear.
Yan Shigu looked indifferent, waved his sleeves and said, "If you are stubborn, then go and die."
The clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a hundred-foot-long sunspot appeared at the top of the sky in the golden light.
There was a heavy sound of thunder in the air, and wisps of thunder and lightning coiled around the chess pieces. The lightning flashes appeared and disappeared, as if they contained infinite power.
Since ancient times, the art of thunder has been the most lethal against evil spirits and monsters.
The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Suppress!"
"No!..."
Yu Youdao felt the destructive aura and the huge shadow in the air, his pupils narrowed, and he roared.
next moment.
Boom!
The old man's figure was suppressed under the sunspot and could no longer be seen. At the same time, the sunspot continued to fall, and finally hit the chessboard hard.
Snapped!
There was a clear sound in the sky, like a falling stone, but it seemed like the sky was falling apart, and the plane space where this place was located began to tremble violently.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar had an expressionless face, stretched out his right hand, and then clenched it suddenly.
There was no fierce collision of breaths, nor was there any unexpected movement. In less than a moment, it seemed that the chessboard could not withstand the energy contained in the black chess pieces, and the clear horizontal and vertical lines on the ground dispersed and turned into nothingness.
As far as the eye could see, he could only see a puff of black smoke floating out from under the black chess piece, and then disappearing in mid-air.
The smoke disappeared.
...
The middle-aged Confucian scholar raised his head slightly, and the vision of heaven and earth dissipated, and the light shone in. The lakeside, peonies, small bridges, everything came into their eyes again.
Still on the bridge at the moment.
It turned out that it had not been touched from beginning to end.
Shen Yu stood in the distance, quietly watching an expert in the upper three realms disappear like this. Now he looked at the sky and said sincerely: "The magical powers inherited by the Confucian sect over the years have become more and more unfathomable."
"It's nothing."
Yan Shigu's aura disappeared, and he seemed to have turned into an ordinary teacher again. He was silent for a while and said, "This matter has nothing to do with the Duke's Palace or the old man."
Shen Yu said: "I know it well."
Yan Shigu nodded slightly, very satisfied.
The situation this time is obviously to blame the assassination on the Duke of Wei's Palace. The target is Shen Yu, and more importantly, the old man in the Duke's Palace. For many people, the truth is not It doesn't matter, as long as Shen Yu dies directly after leaving the Duke's Mansion, the old man must have an unshirkable responsibility.
Shen Yu thought about this and said, "Is there anyone in the imperial capital today who dares to do harm to the Duke of Fang?"
"Since ancient times, the royal family has been troubled." Yan Shigu said perfunctorily, and replied with a smile: "I will tell Duke Wei about this matter, and I will also give an explanation to Daozong."
Shen Yu said: "Okay."
It seems like an understatement, a few small talk
Later, Yan Shigu walked towards the Duke's Mansion, probably to talk about something, while Shen Yu returned the same way.
The street was bustling with people, and the whole street was almost unwalkable. Although Shen Yu had been in the imperial capital for a long time, he was still not suitable for this scene and felt quite uncomfortable.
Regarding this conversation, Shen Yu actually still had some doubts.
For example, the Tang Dynasty and the Academy put great pressure on Duke Wei, and Shen Yu was a little confused.
But the next moment, Shen Yu saw the two people at the end of the street, and all doubts were gone.
A middle-aged man with a gentle face.
A girl with a delicate face and a proud face.
Su Mo smiled and said, "Junior brother, are you still at ease?"
Shen Yu replied: "What Senior Brother said is indeed correct."
Su Mo once told her that she could rest assured of everything in the imperial capital, and now that she thought about it, it was indeed right.
The girl Li Wudi raised her chin and said, "Although I don't know how you provoked Grandpa Fang, I still rescued you. Please thank me."
Shen Yu rubbed her head.
Academy Su Mo.
Princess Li Wudi of the Tang Dynasty.
I see.
The three of them were walking together on the street. Shen Yu turned around and said, "Senior Brother, can you tell me your true identity in the academy?"/>In Shen Yu's opinion, Su Mo should have a deep relationship with some people in the academy. Because of his relationship, he has been practicing in the Qiongtai Pavilion of the academy since he was a child.
But after what happened today, Shen Yu's mind changed.
Being able to let the academy openly put pressure on Duke Wei was not something that could be accomplished through ordinary friendship.
When Li Wudi heard this topic, his ears twitched slightly, and he was obviously very interested.
When Su Mo heard this question, he smiled and said, "Actually, although few people know about it, this question is not a very secret matter."
Shen Yu looked at Su Mo.
So does Li Wudi.
"Su Yuzhan is my father."
Su Mo said slowly.
When Li Wudi heard the name, his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide with a look of stunned expression on his face.
Shen Yu was a little confused and asked: "Who?"
Li Wudi swallowed his saliva and said with trembling surprise: "The Academy... Dean."
