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Go back to the supervision building!

The extremely cold voice of Chen Danqiu offering the wine echoed in the square,

Yang Yu whispered, What's the matter?

I don't know, let's go to the supervision building.

Li Ang shook his head, looked back at Ximen, turned around and walked towards the supervision building.

The students in the lobby gathered in groups of three or four, talking in low voices about what happened just now.

The young man of the Hu family said in a youthful voice: The sacrificial wine has always been before the collapse of Mount Tai without changing the color. If it can make him so angry, the situation may be very serious.

The man who fell off the carriage,

Pei Jing took a deep breath and said quietly, My surname is Cui, and my first name is Eagle.

Cui Jiu?

Dou Chi (whose father is the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple) frowned slightly, A high-ranking monk in the Xunyun Realm, born in Qinghe Cui's last school?

Pei Jing nodded, Well, he is also Cui Yixian Siye's nephew.

The people around were shocked when they heard this,

The number of tours in the academy varies, and the title of tour can only be awarded with the recommendation of several doctors and ministers, and the approval of Jijiu and the head of the mountain.

When walking in the local state capital, he even has greater power and higher authority than the governor and governor.

Although people in the academy must stand on the front line of fighting against aliens and demons, there are often reports of casualties,

But Senior Brother Cui Jiu is a high-level monk in the Xunyun Realm, and he was also born in the Cui family of Qinghe.

There is absolutely no shortage of self-defense talismans and other equipment on his body.

Dou Chi wondered: How could he be injured so badly? Besides, isn't he traveling abroad?

If he was injured by a different kind in another place, he should be healed on the spot.

While the disciples were whispering, Sui Yi, the instructor of sword learning, quietly walked into the lobby, and stopped Li Ang, Take the medicine box and follow me.

good.

Li Ang vaguely guessed the reason, without asking any further questions, he carried the medicine box on his back and followed Sui Yi out of the supervisory building, and came to the medical hall between the greenhouse and the forging workshop.

The disciples of the academy learn the method of cultivation, and it is unavoidable to be bumped and injured at ordinary times. Therefore, there is also a small medical center inside the academy, and the manager is Sun Pu, a doctor of herbal medicine.

Existence similar to the infirmary.

Li Ang followed Sui Yi into the medical hall, and Chen Danqiu, Jianxue Siye Cui Yixian, Doctor of Herbal Medicine Sun Pu and others were already waiting there, their faces were not very good-looking,

And on the bed in the middle of the medical hall, lay the blood-covered, gritted-toothed Xuegong Xing Cui Jiu.

Li Ang stepped forward and checked it out.

Cui Jiu had a deep wound in the shape of a Y on his chest, the cut surface was smooth, as if cut open by a sharp instrument.

At the same time the wound was fresh with no signs of healing,

It was Cui Jiu himself, and the doctors present at the school, who forcibly closed the gap with their thoughts and suppressed the blood gushing out.

He didn't die from blood loss.

'How did this injury come about? It can't be that senior brother Cui Jiu stabbed himself with a dagger in the carriage, right? '

Li Ang took out the surgical instruments from the medicine box with some doubts, cleaned the wound for Cui Jiu, and sewed up the flesh.

Since they didn't say anything to keep the sacrificial wine, Li Ang sewed up the wound and wrapped the bandage, and then left by himself-these people obviously wanted to talk about something in secret.

After he leaves,

Offering wine, Chen Danqiu casually released a sound-proofing technique, and asked Cui Jiu in a deep voice, Cui Shiqi, didn't you follow Dr. Ji Tong in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains to educate the barren people? Why did you come back by yourself?

What's the matter with this injury?

Cui Jiu, as a tour of the academy, has followed the Confucian doctor You Jitong of the academy for the past two years, teaching barren people in hundreds of thousands of barren mountains,

I hope that the barbaric and powerful barren people will learn the etiquette and culture of the Yu country, and get close to the Yu country from then on——

Hundreds of thousands of barren mountains are rich in products, and Yu State can get huge wealth every year by doing business with barren people. Naturally, it is necessary to get close to the barren tribes of Yu State.

At the same time, educating the barren people can also prevent the Southern Zhou forces from infiltrating the 100,000 barren mountains.

For example, the school tour to Juxiu, and the swordsmanship instructor Sui Yi who is also standing here at this moment, have all experienced in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains.

On the hospital bed, Cui Jiu's face was still pale and unable to speak, but he was able to use his thoughts to control the suspension of pen and paper, and write and communicate on paper.

Disciple, in a hundred thousand barren mountains, I saw you, son of the emperor

As the last stroke falls, the ink soaks to the back of the paper,

The atmosphere in the medical hall was extremely depressing,

The sacrificial wine Chen Danqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his sleeves fluttered automatically, and asked word by word: Jun Qianzi died fifteen years ago, how do you recognize him?

The news that Junqianzi is still alive is only circulated among the Xuegong, Zhenfusi, and the upper echelons of the court.

Cui Jiu has been practicing in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains for two years, and he has never returned to Chang'an during this period, so how could he know about Jun Qianzi.

What's more, fifteen years ago, Cui Jiu was only about twelve years old, and he was still studying in Qinghe County. He never went to Chang'an, didn't go to the palace, and didn't know the appearance of Jun Qianzi.

Don't rush to offer wine,

Cui Yixian, the master of swordsmanship, interrupted Chen Danqiu's questioning, turned to look at his nephew, and asked peacefully: Seventeen Lang, explain the matter clearly.

How did you meet Jun Qianzi, and how did you recognize him.

yes.

Cui Jiu on the hospital bed nodded with difficulty, and controlled the pen and paper to write silently.

During his experience in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains, he not only educated the boys and girls of the barren tribe, but also collected heterogeneous information in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains.

The environment of the barren mountain is dangerous, full of evil spirits, and the density of aliens is much higher than that of the prosperous and prosperous Yu Kingdom.

What a ten-foot long snake with the head of a lion,

Groundworms that walk through the earth and feed on the blood of living things.

When Cui Jiu was in the academy, his favorite subject was the science of beasts. He imagined that Dr. Doer, who compiled The Taxonomy of Alien Beasts, wrote a book of hundreds of thousands of barren mountains and hundreds of beasts.

Therefore, when resting in normal times, I will bring equipment and go deep into the barren mountains to explore.

He is a high-level monk in the cloud patrol realm, and he has a bunch of expensive talismans on his body, which are all available for detection, attack, and defense.

Even if you can't beat some difficult aliens, running is always no problem.

One day, he went to the mountains to investigate,

While drawing an image for a low-level monster, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

He turned his head abruptly, only to see a person standing behind him at some point.

It was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, wearing a blue gown, with a smile on his face, he looked elegant and easy-going, making people feel close to him.

At that moment, Cui Jiu felt his hair stand on end,

The talisman he was carrying could detect aliens within a radius of several miles, and he himself had been sending out his spiritual thoughts, listening to the wind and grass within a thirty-foot range.

When did the other party come behind him, and why didn't he have even a trace of the mess caused by walking in the depths of a hundred thousand barren mountains?

Cui Jiu didn't have time to think about it, so he cast a spell to attack, and at the same time activated the talisman to escape.

However, the other party just raised his finger and made two random strokes in the air, and Cui Jiu's body froze suddenly, unable to move at all. The half-activated talismans on his body all spontaneously ignited and burned, turning into ashes.

School tour?

The other party looked at the jade pendant on Cui Jiu's waist, and smiled casually, I also had a piece of this kind of jade medal back then.

Cui Jiu said with difficulty: Who are you?

Huh? As a school inspector, didn't they show you my wanted portrait? Or did they say that my wanted portrait hasn't been updated for fifteen years?

The school is really, it's getting more and more unreliable in doing things.

The other party shook his head and said, I'm Junqian, is the head of the mountain still in good health?

You go back and tell him that the gift I sent to Chang'an is just the beginning.

now, let's go.

After all, Jun Qianzi waved his hand and released the restraint on Cui Jiu's body.

Cui Jiu felt his mind was bewildered and unable to think, he stumbled out of the deep mountain without talking to anyone, relying on the badges of his disciples, he changed carriages at various post stations and hurried back to Chang'an.

And regained consciousness on the mountainside of Xiashan Mountain, and there was an inexplicable wound on his chest, showing the same Y-shaped scar as the trajectory drawn by Jun Qianzi in the deep mountain at that time.

He must be a cultivator at the Candle Heaven Realm!

Cui Jiu couldn't restrain the panic deep in his heart, and the handwriting on the paper was also affected and became messy, He still has an ancient book in his hand!

Its name is Secret Sutra of Seven Chapters of Xuanjun.