Guarding the Sutra Pavilion for a hundred years, investing in the destiny villain

Academy.

The bell rings seven times.

at this time.

There was silence.

Those who were still reading books in the Sutra Pavilion were not curious about such important things and did not want to read them, but when they heard the seventh ring of the bell, their souls were trembling, and a kind of regret came from their hearts. .

Such a big deal.

Witness a moment in history.

them……

Actually choose!

miss!

this moment.

They really want to slap themselves hard.

……

"Already seven times!" Su Yaoyao's dark and bright eyes showed shock. Even if she had some trust in Jian Qingzhu's friends, the moment she was truly proven to be transcendent, mixed feelings emerged in her heart.

This is the Zhenwu Great Sage.

Top ten in history.

however.

It's so transcendent.

"No. [-] is really a monster!" Jian Qingzhu could still maintain a little composure. He knew that No. [-] was a monster. He might be surprised by this scene, but he also understood it.

however.

The dean of the academy appeared dazed for the first time.

"Seven bells!"

He murmured in his sleep.

This is the record of the Great Sage Zhenwu.

"Boom!"

And when everyone was immersed in the shocking emotion, the bell sounded as always, without giving anyone any room to react, and continued to ring the eighth tone, shaking everyone's soul.

"Bang!"

Like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Completely shocked.

"puff!"

Nie Yong and others opened their mouths and sprayed blood, stared in horror, and said in disbelief: "The bell rings...eight times!"

It's been a long time.

Those who have achieved this.

Very few.

In the past ten thousand years, only Jian Qingzhu has done this in the academy, which is why he is recognized as a Confucian in the Confucian state. Even the Supreme Holy Palace has chosen to acquiesce, but now this person who has only entered the academy for one year has come. When he reached the height of Confucianism, he was comparable to him, and he was also the one who sounded the eight bells.

"Shh!"

"Shhhhh!"

Almost instantly.

A figure as fast as lightning.

Fall from the sky.

One after another.

Fast as thunder.

In an instant.

I don’t know how many times it will come.

These are all great scholars from the academy. Some of them think very highly of themselves, and some are so arrogant that it doesn't matter if outside monks study and become saints. Great scholars abound in the academy, but as the eighth bell rings, all of them They couldn't sit still, not only them, but also those who were in the Sutra Pavilion, the courtyard, or the retreat place all came running crazy!

They rush.

Even though I know I can't catch up.

Still running wildly.

Witness a moment in history.

Even at the end.

It is also fortunate.

"Shh!"

As a tall Confucian scholar arrived, all the figures descending in the air bowed and saluted, saying respectfully: "Dean!"

"Dean!"

"Dean!"

This person is the dean of the academy.

Master Jian Qingzhu!

Quasi-emperor level.

"The bell rings eight!" The dean of the academy breathed rapidly. At this time, he could no longer suppress the tremor in his heart. His wise eyes glowed with Confucianism and stared at him for a moment, wanting to see the words Chu Xun mentioned on the top floor of the academy. What kind of speech can make the Academy Tower chirp eight times? This is simply unbelievable.

"boom!"

But countless people in front of the academy tower could clearly see that there was a bright golden light shining, blocking the dean of the academy from seeing. This made their hearts tremble. Even the dean could not look directly at what happened, and could not see Chu Xun. What did the old man in green shirt write about the words mentioned?

"Humph!"

After being sworn, the dean of the academy just snorted, but before he could react, move forward to watch, or have other thoughts, the bell rang again.

"Boom!"

The bell struck nine.

Nine rings are the ultimate.

all of a sudden.

The entire academy.

Terribly quiet.

"bell……!"

"The bell...!"

"Nine bells?!"

There was a wave in the hearts of countless people, gushing crazily. They only knew that nine rings was the ultimate. However, even the Confucian Jian Qingzhu, who was recognized by the Academy and the Holy Palace, could not do nine rings, but now the bell is ringing nine times.

"Shh!"

In an instant.

Three figures with hazy bodies and shrouded in fairy mist appeared out of thin air. They seemed to be integrated with this world. No one would be able to notice their arrival unless they were physically present.

Three quasi-emperors.

The quasi-emperor of the Academy.

Was alarmed.

Qi Qi came.

There is no other reason.

The bell struck nine.

This achievement made even them unable to sit still. The figure sitting cross-legged in the hazy fairy air whispered softly: "I think this person has not yet achieved the realm of a great sage. He has only condensed the great sage's path and fruit. If he takes the Confucian great sage's path and fruit, Condensed into a saint, it is enough to inherit my Confucian lineage!"

"boom!"

Others are trembling!

This senior.

What are you talking about?

This means.

Hard to do.

Do you want Chu Xun to inherit Confucianism?

But didn't the academy already have a Confucian named Jian Qingzhu? However, they recalled what they had just experienced. The bell had already rang nine times. It seemed that no one could say anything if they really wanted to appoint him as the successor of the academy.

Just when people looked at Jian Qingzhu sympathetically.

suddenly.

"Boom!"

The bell rang.

The tenth tone.

Completely delivered.

at this moment.

Everyone had forgotten the words of the quasi-emperor before, but their pupils were dilated. Everyone's mind was as if it was deprived of oxygen and fell into stillness, and their hearts were trembling crazily. What did they just hear?

"ten?"

"Ten sounds?"

The scholars who were running madly towards the academy stopped involuntarily, their faces full of confusion, and they murmured in confusion like walking zombies: "I seem to...hear the tenth sound?"

In front of the academy tower.

Also fell into silence.

Silent.

The silence is terrifying.

Dean of the academy.

Three quasi-emperors.

All was quiet.

Only a few moments later, a quasi-emperor's eyes suddenly opened, and he burst out with a fierce beam of light that was about to tear apart the academy tower. What on earth did the old man in blue shirt on the top floor inscribe?

The bell rings ten times.

It’s ten rings!

The quasi-emperor also gasped in shock and his scalp was numb. Among all the cognitions, the top of the academy tower was ten, because this was confirmed by the past generations. Even the old man in white with long eyebrows recognized it. Yes, now that the tenth sound was heard, not only them, but also the weapon spirits were confused.

bell?

Can it still ring ten times?

Almost instinctive.

A sentence came into Qi Ling's mind.

Ten rings are the best.

He moved his eyes stiffly from Chu Xun and saw the four sentences of Hengqu written on the stone tablet. At the end, he whispered softly: "Establish a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, inherit the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations!" 】

It seems that under such shocking remarks.

The bell rings ten times.

It may not be unacceptable.

ps: There are more in the back!