I have a book of salvation

That voice echoed in Yu Chen's ears.

For a moment, the world seemed to be spinning.

For a moment, his curiosity really turned into a confused traveler, walking in the endless mountains and rivers, unable to find any way out.

Until a certain moment, when the mountains and rivers are restored, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright!

That kind of joy, that kind of surprise, he truly felt.

But in just the blink of an eye, that feeling disappeared, just like a flash in the pan, a big dream.

But behind Yu Chen's back, he was already sweating!

--artistic conception!

The Qi masters who speak this way of writing are all good at weaving artistic conceptions and following the rules in their words.

The poem just now manifested the artistic conception in the article, which affected Yu Chen.

Although it is only a blink of an eye, just a moment of stasis, in the battle between Qi practitioners, a split second is enough to determine life or death!

What's more, now that Yu Chen has broken through the realm of Yuanshen, and with the endless merits washing away his spirit and soul all the time, his mind has long been as immovable as a mountain, and it is difficult to be affected by the outside world.

But that poem really affected him.

It was enough to show what kind of terrifying guy that sloppy man was.

If you didn't look at his messy appearance, Yu Chen judged that the total number of literati practitioners in the mountains and rivers of Shanhai Academy might not be as good as this guy.

And just when he was thinking about that "artistic conception", a bearded face came up to him without knowing when, with a face full of enthusiasm,

"Little brother, what is your age? How old are you? Where do you live? Do you have any Taoist friends..."

In the blink of an eye, this sloppy guy was in front of Yu Chen, his muddy and messy eyes filled with passionate light.

After Yu Chen looked at it, his whole body was filled with excitement!

I thought this guy... couldn't be Long Yang, right?

"Brother!!!"

Suddenly, an angry shout came from the distance, and a young man in white Confucian robes leaped through the air.

"Why did you run out again? Didn't the teacher ask you to study HiSilicon for half a year?!"

When the slovenly bearded man heard this, he blinked, scratched his head and said, "Ah ha ha ha... I was here as soon as I woke up..."

After hearing this, the young man in Confucian robes had black streaks all over his head, looking like "I believe you are a ghost", and stared at the sloppy man with an unkind expression.

The latter smiled coquettishly, buttoned the button and then retreated angrily.

Finally, Yu Chen heard his voice again, "Brother, we will meet again."

He frowned and looked around, only to find that neither the young man in Confucian robes nor Qing Huan seemed to have heard this.

Looking at the sloppy man's lonely back, he was thoughtful.

"Both of you, I'm really sorry. Senior brother Xiaosheng is like this. He used to be extremely talented and had a bright future, but for some reason he has become this nagging person now. It's really rude."

While thinking, the scholar in Confucian robes cupped his hands, looked apologetic, and said, "What do you want to do with these two distinguished guests coming to the academy?"

After hearing this, Yu Chen had to sigh that no wonder the reputation of Shanhai Academy was unique among the Seven Saints and Eight families.

If it had been for any of the dozens of other heavenly palaces, like Yu Chen who came here without warning, he would have been surrounded by three layers of people inside and outside.

Therefore, he was quite polite and told Qing Huan about it.

After hearing this, the scholar in Confucian robes lit up his eyes and became even more enthusiastic. He looked at Qing Huan and couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes: "Okay! It's really good! Miss Qing Huan, please come with me. The teacher met me by chance." From now on, I’m looking forward to it every day!”

After that, he led Yu Chen and Qing Huan towards the academy.

During the chat, Yu Chen also learned the identity of the person in front of him. Zhu Guangyu, a disciple of the academy, studied under the master of the academy. He was extremely talented. At less than twenty years old, he was already at the lower level of the soul.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be doing this kind of reception.

However, he discovered that his "elder brother" who was supposed to be thinking about his past in the sea of ​​​​school was missing. After a hurried search, he found Yu Chen who was being harassed, and that was how he had just met.

Along the way, many literati students bowed their heads at their desks and paid no attention to the scene of Zhu Guangyu, the palace master's student, leading the way. They only listened to the ups and downs of the recitation, and their literary spirit was born.

Soon, the three of them entered the depths of the academy and saw the palace master who was writing.

A thin old man with gray hair and a green shirt.

Regarding Qing Huan's arrival, the old man showed uncontrollable joy and enthusiasm, as if he had asked Qing Huan to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, as if he was afraid that she would regret it.

All in all, the whole process was so fast that Yu Chen didn't even react. Qing Huan changed from a commoner to a student of the majestic Lord of Tiangong.

—— Yu Chen had to sigh, talent is something that is really something that cannot be envied.

The old man's actions were very resolute. As soon as the apprenticeship ceremony was completed, Qing Huan's academic robe, accommodation, daily life, etc. were immediately prepared.

Just like a craftsman who has been carving all his life, he is so eager to see the beautiful jade made by nature!

It was only at this time that Yu Chen realized that the students of Shanhai Academy lived in the academy on weekdays, and they only had four days a month during which they could spend the night outside.

Seeing that Qing Huan was quite satisfied with the environment of the academy, and the owner of the palace was also okay, Yu Chen was relieved to let Qing Huan stay here.

But before leaving, he gave her a paper crane and told her to let it fly if anything happened, and he would appear immediately.

Then he turned and left.

The master of the Academy naturally knew Yu Chen's apparent identity and his relationship with the Yama Holy Land. In addition, Qing Huan was so close to him, so his attitude towards Yu Chen was also quite kind.

Finally, Zhu Guangyu was asked to send him off in person.

On the way from the depths of the academy to the Dongxu Formation, Zhu Guangyu just realized that the young man in front of him was the "Witch Taoist Couple" that had been rumored before, and sighed something like "Lovers in the world get married, and the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming." such as.

Although Yu Chen didn't speak so politely, he could tell that the other party was blessing him, so he returned the gift.

The two of them just chatted about each other.

Yu Chen suddenly remembered the sloppy man who was incompatible with the entire academy, and asked: "Mr. Zhu, when we stepped out of the Dongxu Formation today, the person you became your senior brother... was quite strange."

After hearing this, Zhu Guangyu smiled bitterly, and saw that Yu Chen was curious, and immediately said: "This is not a secret, but it is quite embarrassing for the academy, but since you want to hear it, sir, there is no harm in talking about it. ”

So, from the first sentence he told, Yu Chen could tell that there was something extraordinary about that man.

Zhu Guangyu said that his senior brother, the middle-aged man who drinks wine all day long, is named Wen Qitian, and he has the spiritual root of Tao.

Spiritual roots, there are tens of thousands of spiritual roots in the world, and having one of them is a genius.

And the "Tao" spiritual root among them, also known as the Heavenly Abandoned Spiritual Root, is the spiritual root among spiritual roots. It is extremely precious and terrifying.

The little princess of Daxia was Dao Linggen.

It's just that the poor caged bird has never practiced cultivation in his life. He can't resist the catastrophe of abandoning his spiritual roots at the age of twenty, and finally dies.

But the only gratifying thing is that before she died, she and her favorite dead man watched a gorgeous sunrise together, and were finally buried together forever.

Unlike the little princess, the sloppy man's Taoist spirit root was not wasted.

Wen Qitian was admitted to Shanhai Academy since he was a child. He practiced the art of literature and had extraordinary talent. Ten years ago, when he was only 20 years old, he broke through to the state of spiritual perfection.

When the fateful calamity came, he drank wine and wrote poems at the same time, laughing at the cowardice of the sky, laughing at the difficulty of calamity, and being so heroic that he swallowed up mountains and rivers with anger.

Ten years ago, it was his era. Wen Qitian's name was a legend not only in Shanhai Academy, but also in the entire Eastern Wasteland.

On the list of geniuses, he is at the top of the list.

Suppressed the young genius of an era.

All the younger generation, whether human or demon, spirit or monster, Taoist or Buddha, were overwhelmed and out of breath in front of him.

That's right, the supreme genius!

Although he had some little quirks at that time, such as liking to talk to himself when he was alone, and often laughing and crying alone.

But compared with that peerless talent, any weird behavior is covered up.

If nothing else, he should be an unprecedented terrifying genius in Shanhai Academy.

But something happened.

The accident happened ten years ago during the last trip to Pingtian Secret Realm.

Ten years ago, the secret realm of Pingtian was still open. As a leader of the younger generation at that time, Wen Qitian naturally broke into it.

Fight all the way to the deepest part of the Pingtian secret realm.

As a result, I don’t know what happened.

After coming out of the secret realm of Pingtian, his whole person changed.

Decadent, slovenly, devoted to wine all day long, neglecting literature and practice.

Ten years ago, he was already that "perfect soul". Ten years later, he had made no progress at all.

At first, many of the dignitaries in the Academy Holy Land were worried about this and asked him what was going on.

But at this time, Wen Qitian seemed to have a mental problem, and he refused to answer no matter what he asked.

As time passed, the academy had no choice but to give up and let him go.

Ten years passed by in a flash.

The little kid Zhu Guangyu who once followed behind him also grew up, embarked on the path of spiritual practice, and became a new generation of genius in the academy.

But Wen Qitian, who was once the first genius, turned into a loser who wandered around the academy, drinking and living.

A whole body of talent was wasted, and the extremely precious spiritual roots of heaven were wasted, and everyone was lost.

In fact, it is sad.

After listening, Yu Chen looked at Zhu Guangyu, the young scholar, with the sadness and pain in his eyes beyond words.

Yu Chen was not surprised by this appearance.

It's like watching the person you admire and admire destroy your future and become decadent and decadent step by step.

Even a human being can't stand it.

This is especially true for Zhu Guangyu, who has regarded Wen Qitian as a "god" since he was a child.

But the next moment, those emotions were swept away.

The scholar's slightly immature face became serious.

"So this time the secret realm of Pingtian is opened, Xiaosheng must go and see what kind of demons and monsters made Senior Brother...become like that!"