After kidnapping the young man and several of his disciples, You Jia asked the two younger brothers to swipe their tails to see when Feilaifeng would come, and found a random place in the mountains to take out the antidote.
The first one to wake up was the young monk. After he woke up, his black and white eyes stared at him without saying a word.
Youjia said quickly: "We are also disciples of the good sect. Seeing that I have neither concealed my appearance nor said my name, is it not fair? It is an emergency if I have been offended this time. I have no ill intentions towards you, as long as you I'm willing to not go to teach anywhere outside the academy for the next ten years. I swear, then I'll let you and your disciples go. By the way, I can't tell outsiders that I tied you up."
The young man was silent for a while, and then said: "Since you have no malicious intentions, you should also know that if you give in like this, it will affect the Tao's heart too much."
Cultivation people always like to pay attention to cause and effect. If they are too aggrieved about one thing, it is easy to form a demon, which is the thing they are most afraid of.
"You Central Continent cultivators are troublesome. You are not a cultivator without your inner demons, but your fear of inner demons is a kind of inner demon in itself." Youjia waved his hand at will and said, "Then tell me, what do you want to do? Can you promise me without affecting your Dao heart?"
"Are you afraid because of fear?" The young man thought about You Jia's words, his eyes were calm, "It really is a famous teacher."
"Yes, ask, as long as it's not too much." Youjia nodded, originally, demons are not a problem in Kun-Lai, and there is no problem in sorting out a book with ten million words on the Internet's prevention and control posts. .
"In this case, as long as you beat me, I will make an oath that the people I send will not leave the academy within a hundred years." The young man said seriously.
You Jia thought about it for a while. He was also a Nascent Soul. His eight swords had a good chance of winning in the leapfrog battle, and he still had so many magic weapons. If he could lose, he deserved the exam. Nodding: "Come on then."
A small secret realm in Daxuan opened by the black snake led the way hundreds of miles away from Feilai Peak, I am afraid that it will come over in a few hours, and a quick decision is the only way.
He stepped forward and unlocked the talisman ban he bought from Yang Jinyin.
"Need a weapon?" Youjia asked in a good mood.
"No need." The young man said politely, his appearance was extremely gentle, and his eyes were as clear as water, but when he looked up, a kind of coolness spread from his heart, it was a pure elegance.
Youjia is the kind of handsome that looks like a knife, and is extremely aggressive. His aura is also a kind of domineering unique to Jianxiu. The two are completely opposite.
"You go first." Yujia said casually.
The young man nodded, this time there was no politeness, and when he raised his hand, a long sword was already in his hand.
"If you don't come back in the prime of life, it's hard to come again in the morning." He chanted a simple poem, but his sword drew a speed that was completely unreasonable at this extremely slow speed.
Between You Jia's frowns, the eight swords came out at once. They were all sword formations. His racial advantage was extremely high, and he was born with the Baji sword of Jianfeng. He circled and cooperated, and easily held up the opponent's sword. Sword formation, he can use it alone.
In another sword, there was no one around him, but a gloomy slaughter spread, and the surrounding voices became distant in an instant, only a small poem sung softly as if whispering in his ear: "See the moon. There is no one, and there is no child to return for a long night."
In the void, several sword lights exchanged, and there were countless sparks, and the sound was soft, but it was shocking for no reason.
Youjia chuckled lightly: "It's my turn."
His sword light fused together and opened eight doors. In a few rounds, the formation was easy to turn, and it was extremely dangerous.
The opponent obviously couldn't compete with his brute force and complicated methods. In a few breaths, his eight swords were pointed out, and the opponent's slender neck was mounted.
"Are you satisfied?" Yujia asked.
"I'm convinced, your swordsmanship, in the same realm, is definitely invincible," the young man was silent for a while before asking, "I don't know who your teacher is?"
"I can tell you when you swear, lest you go back on it." Youjia said confidently, and then couldn't help laughing, "By the way, you can call Lou?"
It's okay, it's okay, it's really an interesting name, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw it.
The young man was silent for a moment, and then said lightly: "I would like to swear by Dao Xin here. If I lose to You Jia, I will not be out of the academy within a hundred years, and I will never let my disciples go out to teach. I will never mention the threat of kidnapping to others."
"Okay, then I can tell you that my apprentice is Kun-Lai." Youjia sighed, "If it wasn't for the little goblin who asked me to add a poetry class and take the exam, I wouldn't be too lazy to come to you. Trouble."
"Kun-Lai, can change Kun-Lai's homework... Could it be that the person you're talking about is Kun-Lai's first disciple Feng Qingxiu?" the young man asked calmly.
"This has nothing to do with you. Anyway, after a long time, Feng Qingxiu will come over and you will find a reason to dismiss him. Just don't look for trouble, understand?" a bit.
"Understood." The young man's lips slowly burst into a smile, and his outstretched hand pinched the edge of his sword.
"You're still not convinced and want to fight again?" Youjia raised her eyebrows.
"In Yongdao, there are spit poems into swords, but the cultivation base is not enough, and some poems can't be said." The young man's pupils are black and white like chess pieces, and there is a three-point smile in his face staring at him, "Now..."
You Jia's mind moved, and the eight swords came out, and she was about to be imprisoned again.
However, he suddenly felt that the surrounding atmosphere was obscure, and the sword edge seemed to fall into the mud, and the speed was as slow as a snail.
But he heard the young man say loudly: "Heaven and earth open up, and the sun and the moon shine again."
There seems to be a terrifying power around it, dispersing all the light around it, and making the surroundings chaotic.
"When you meet a meeting, you will give a speech."
You Jia was startled to feel that the blade of the sword trembled, and she almost felt unsteady to hold it.
"I will sweep away the filth and return to my hometown."
This idea was tricky, and there was a problem. Youjia suddenly broke off with a beard, and the huge force roared, and the reaction force made him escape, and he was about to escape the shrouded range of this realm.
However, he heard the young man say word by word, "Clear the ten thousand li, and the eight wastes will be cleared."
The surrounding void swayed suddenly, You Jia only felt that she had been hit hard in the chest, and was about to take out the rune to escape, when she found that she did not know when the prototype appeared, fell into the opponent's palm, and was pinched on the head.
"You, you..." You Jia almost wanted to get angry, "You are not in the Yuan Ying period!"
"That's right, I have been spread by the disciples of the sect, and it has a little prestige. Now it is a joint Dao." The young man said calmly, "It's just that Yong Dao is still taboo for Dao sect. To avoid trouble, I just show people with golden elixir."
His cultivation base is based on people's beliefs and beliefs. It is from the merits and virtues that have taught his disciples for hundreds of years. It's just that if San Shangmen knows that his cultivation base is so high, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to have a tomorrow.
"You can really bear it!" Youjia wanted to stretch out her tentacles to pinch him, "Then why did you follow me when I put poison, are you playing with me?"
There are not many drugs in this world that can fascinate people, unless they drink it in the mouth!
"That's a helpless move," the young man said lightly, "What about the way, in the eyes of the three door-to-doors, it's just a bigger ant, I just want to see your purpose and go with you, and this matter has been exposed. , you don't spread my cultivation base indiscriminately, and I won't tell you about the rudeness of your teacher today, how?"
Can you say no
Obviously not.
So he nodded in agreement.
The young man let go of him, and You Jia immediately wriggled back into the pool of golden clothes, and quickly turned into a domineering monk in human form. Looking back at him, he was a little embarrassed for a while, but he was naturally thick-faced and quickly returned calmly.
"That, it's all right?" He tilted his head, "Okay, you can't bring this up to my teacher, okay?"
"I naturally do what I say." The young man looked at him, as if he wanted to see something on You Jia's face, and then slowly said, "Niandu (Supervisor)."
"What?" Yujia didn't understand.
"Educational without being exhausted, steadfast and untiring." The young man said lightly, "The building is fine, the capital of the country, the teacher expects me to practice all principles, but I feel that the word is too heavy, so I change the accent... No wonder you Shimen is looking for an article teacher."
Youjia glanced at him warily, with a foreboding in her heart.
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"Lou Shanchang, what happened?" When Bai Ruolan woke up, she found herself lying on the mountain chief's couch, a little worried.
Their cultivator's strongest ability is self-control, and it is definitely wrong to fall asleep for no reason.
"Some wicked people came and wanted to be safe from the academy, but they have been repelled by me. Xiaolan is at ease." Lou Duxing was still looking at the broken chess game, but he made another move.
"Hey, Shan Chang, you actually solved this ancient chess game." Bai Ruolan was surprised. This game of chess had been in Shan Chang's study for a long time, but he didn't expect Shan Chang to actually solve it.
"Yeah, the time has come." Lou Duxing smiled slightly, raised his head and commanded, "Bring a good pot of water, I want to make tea for class."
"Okay." Bai Ruolan left quickly.
Lou Duxing looked at the chess game, and after counting his breath, he raised his head.
I don't know when, a young man in his early twenties has appeared in front of him, sitting across from his chess board with a smile, raising his hand and making a move.
The chess situation changed dramatically.
Lou Du Xing didn't say anything, just played against him silently.
The middle game had been broken, but he did not give up easily, but after making up for a few points, stopped the decline, turned to the western corner, and opened up another situation.
The opponent was pressing step by step. Although he counterattacked, he was extremely restrained. Even if he was forced away by the opponent a few times, he only opened another place in the south.
Soon, this time, the other party no longer forced, but continued to come and go.
After a game, it was only a few moments, but he still lost a few points.
"Your ability to see through people's hearts is amazing." Lou Duxing made a cup for the other party and said lightly.
"Then, Your Excellency must also know my purpose?" Feng Qingxiu said with a smile.
"Thank you for your understanding." Lou Duxing said politely, "I would like to go."
The other party didn't directly bow down and post, also because he left a way out. If he didn't want to go, he wouldn't hate the three big doormen because of it. Otherwise, people would know that they had contact with Xizhou, and it would be troublesome.
"I would also like to thank your Excellency for not being afraid of the rudeness of your disciples." Feng Qingxiu said a little helplessly. As soon as he entered the door, he felt something from Poison Peak.
"It doesn't matter, it will be a long time in Japan." Lou Duxing said meaningfully.
The author has something to say: The poems in this chapter are all ancient poems, because I can’t write good poems either, so let’s just pretend that this poem is also circulated in another world…