The next day at noon.
Ten-li Langyao, the imperial school.
Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling led Jie Qing Bu Jie Lu and Su Zhe who came from Shanglin Palace back to the mountain. They came back from the Heroes Conference and were ready to discuss the next matters with the gentlemen of the academy and Xie Kanhua and others.
"I didn't expect that the situation in the martial arts world would change so drastically so soon." Zhou Zheng sighed after listening to their words, "I originally thought that Wang Ruoxu would be able to restrain Fusheng Zuimenglou by forming the Xuanwei Alliance, but in the end it ended up like this."
After Feng Zuojun heard this, he glanced at Xie Yuling, and Xie Yuling quickly replied: "Although I don't like the Wang family, I also know that the Wang family's loss of power may not be a good thing."
Xie Kanhua nodded: "Based on the inferences made by me and the gentlemen these days, Bai Jile should be the internal response arranged by Yingzhou in the martial arts world. No matter how incompetent Wang Ruoxu is, at least he will not do something as crazy as those people in Yingzhou in the past."
Zhou Zheng sighed and said, "But this time, I still couldn't bring Su Baiyi back, and my junior sister was also lost..."
Feng Zuojun replied: "With the protection of the Demon Lord, it's not a big problem, but the injury suffered by Senior Sister..."
Zhou Zheng grabbed the sword beside him and said, "No, I have to go down the mountain."
At this moment, a handsome man in flowery clothes walked in. As the man came in, a faint fragrance filled the hall, and Feng Zuojun sneezed immediately.
"Nian Die?" Zhou Zheng was stunned. "Is there any important news?"
"Yes." Hua Niandie raised her finger slightly, and two butterflies flew over with a letter. Zhou Zheng raised his hand, but the two butterflies flew over from his fingertips and landed next to Xie Kanhua. Xie Kanhua raised his eyebrows and took the letter.
Hua Niandie smiled and said, "This letter is sent to Mr. Xie."
Xie Kanhua took out the letter from it, opened it and took a look: "It's Bai Yi's handwriting."
"What does it say?" Zhou Zheng asked.
The content of the letter was not long, and Xie Kanhua finished reading it quickly. His expression gradually relaxed as he read the letter. He put the letter away and said, "Bai Yi said that they are fine and are now on the Mu family's Golden Wind. Xi'er's injury is not serious, so we don't need to worry. He will send another letter after the Golden Wind docks."
"Why is it the Mu family's Golden Wind again? Senior sister and the others really have a connection with the Mu family." Hearing that the two were safe, Feng Zuojun's expression became relaxed.
"So the problem now lies with the Demon Lord." Zhou Zheng looked at Xie Kanhua.
Xie Kanhua nodded: "The Demon Lord wants the things in the Heavenly Secret Box, but the Heavenly Secret Box has long been empty."
"Who took it?" Zhou Zheng asked.
"Of course it's Su Han." Xie Kanhua held his forehead with his hand, seeming to have a headache about this. "But I don't know where that thing went after Su Han died. If I can't get that thing, I'm afraid the Demon Lord will not give up easily."
"Didn't Su Baiyi mention this matter in the letter?" Xie Yuling asked.
"He mentioned it." Xie Kanhua was even more distressed. "He said he had thought of a way and was going to use the Demon Lord as a trick. I'm not afraid that he won't take action, but I'm afraid that he will come up with ideas. No need to think, it must be a bad idea..."
"Don't worry." Zhou Zheng patted Xie Kanhua on the shoulder and said to Hua Niandie, "Niandie, ask Diefeng's people to wait at the shore of the Golden Wind and report back immediately if there is any news."
"He's gone." Hua Niandie lowered her head and said.
In the west courtyard of the academy, Feng Zuojun had returned from the main hall and was sitting in his courtyard, practicing swordplay out of boredom. He was relieved to learn that his senior sister and Su Baiyi were safe and sound, but after picking up the sword and swinging it a few times, he felt bored.
During this trip to the Heroes Conference, he met the second best priest in the world, Xue, witnessed the earth-shattering battle between Demon Lord Su Jian and the Spear Saint, and witnessed the amazing power that Wang Ruoxu unleashed after he put on the Heaven and Earth Sorrow. So much so that when he picked up the knife again at this moment, his mind was filled with images of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting.
"It's a huge difference." Feng Zuojun said helplessly.
"Boss. I've just come back and started practicing sword skills. Take a few days off." Xu Zhe walked in carrying a few jugs of wine.
Feng Zuojun put down his knife and took the wine from Xu Zhe's hand: "It's boring to swing a knife alone, why don't you try a few moves with me?"
"Boss, it's not a good idea to joke like this." Xu Zhe was so scared that his legs went limp. "Wouldn't I fall down if you punched me?"
"It's boring. I feel like I can't learn anything in the academy." Feng Zuojun took a sip of wine.
"Boss, don't let the gentleman hear this." Xu Zhe said in a low voice.
"I've heard it." Zhou Zheng stepped into the yard.
Feng Zuojun was not panicked, and immediately took out another wine glass: "Gentleman, come and drink together!"
"You feel that you can't learn anything in the academy. Do you mean it's difficult to make further progress in swordsmanship?" Zhou Zheng didn't sit down either. He just waved his hand and took the glass of wine.
Feng Zuojun nodded: "That's right!"
"The academy only teaches people, not martial arts. We have taught you on the mountain, and your junior sister has also taught you at the foot of the mountain. Now it seems that we have been very successful in teaching you, or maybe you are just that kind of person and don't need to be trained at all. And during this period of time, you have also successfully maintained your original intention. You said that there is nothing to learn in the academy, which is not offensive and you are not wrong." Zhou Zheng smiled, "What's more, the Confucian scholar is not in the academy. We are just gentlemen and cannot teach another gentleman."
Feng Zuojun asked in confusion: "What the gentleman said, should I take the initiative to find the Confucian sage?"
Zhou Zheng smiled vaguely: "You should have met the Confucian scholar. He is naturally the best teacher in the world. But have you ever thought that maybe you have a better choice?"
Feng Zuojun was stunned: "You mean..."
At this moment in Tingyu Pavilion in the East Courtyard, Xie Yuling, who had just finished practicing a set of fan techniques, fell into deep thought.
Standing behind him was Lan Yuze from the Blood Cherry School. Lan Yuze narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Brother Xie's fan technique is truly exquisite. It really opened my eyes."
"Not enough." Xie Yuling shook his head, "Far from enough. Fusu's fan technique should be more than this. What's wrong with it?"
Lan Yuze smiled and said, "Regarding the Xie family's martial arts, there is obviously a best master on the mountain, but after so much time, why has Brother Xie never gone to ask him for advice?"
"Seventh Uncle..." Xie Yuling said helplessly, "He has severed ties with our Xie family. It is inappropriate for me to ask him about the Xie family's fanning method."
Lan Yuze shook his head slightly: "Brother Xie, you have put too many shackles on yourself."
"Yes. Children of the Xie family should be romantic. You are ten times more talented than Xie Xing, but your romantic spirit is not even a fraction of his." Xie Kanhua walked in. "You are even further away from me."