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

"Taoist talisman!" The dean of the academy tore off a page of white paper. There was a powerful secret engraved on it. He had watched a very senior Taoist ancestor make a move, secretly observed and recorded it on the talisman.

"Buzz!"

all of a sudden.

Inside the academy tower.

Miraculous Taoist talismans appeared one after another, each one condensed with a terrifying aura. Some talismans contained endless oceans, and stars in the sky were floating in them like gravel. Some were as thick as mountains and there were countless stars condensed in them. The essence, the majestic gravity extracted, each rune has a different effect.

Wind, fire, thunder and lightning.

Innate gossip.

Yin and Yang.

They are all blooming at his feet.

Those who don’t know may think it’s Taoists who are doing this, but those who are familiar with Confucianism know that these are a group of hateful and helpless white mice, so much so that the top battlers in Jiuzhou can often ignore Confucianism and avoid them. , I am always worried that my Dharma will be stolen quietly.

"hiss!"

"You acridine!"

"It's so real!"

The helmsman of the Palace of the Holy Saint also took a breath of cold air, blew his beard and stared at it. He never expected that just because of the symbol of a disciple, the dean of the academy would act seriously when he came up, and he could not help but feel a bit of warmth and anger in his heart. , glared at him and said: "But do you really think that I am a vegetarian?"

"Sword come!"

"Buzz!"

"Whoa!"

all of a sudden.

The sword is soaring.

There are still some Confucian saints in the academy who like to wear swords, but now the long swords they wear around them have escaped one after another, turned into lightning and disappeared into the academy tower.

Those great scholars did not care about the quasi-emperor, but looked inside in horror. They vaguely sensed that the brilliance of Taoism was condensed in the academy tower, as if the incarnation of an ancient Taoist god had been invited down, and the outside world was filled with monstrous light. The sword energy, they could not help but whisper: "This is the sword intention from Jianzhou, the sword ancestor!"

"hiss!"

"It's real!"

Both the great scholars in the academy and the great scholars in the Holy Palace had solemn expressions on their faces. They knew that as the leaders of their respective holy places, they would definitely have to fight a battle, but they did not expect that it would be so terrifying. This is not an ordinary fight. Come on. Using this level is not only the Taoist method of a certain ancestor of Taoism, but also the sword intention of Jianzhou Sword Ancestor.

so horrible!

It's not like a normal fight.

It's more like risking your life.

"Is this...worth it?" A great scholar's lips quivered. The academy and the Palace of the Holy Saint have been living in peace for tens of thousands of years. Even if conflicts broke out in the process, they were still in the realm of great scholars. There was little discussion and friction between the quasi-emperors. It was rare, but now the leaders on both sides made such terrifying noises, which also frightened them.

"Is it worth it...?"

"value!"

Just a brief hesitation.

In an instant.

They were determined.

Thinking of the previous words, I was enlightened. Earlier, the academy missed a Zhenwu Great Sage and regretted it for an unknown period of time. Now there is a disciple who is quite defiant. If he misses this disciple, I don’t know how much he will regret it. It is completely suppressing the academy for a long time. No one wants to miss the opportunity.

"Ugh!"

A faint sigh.

resounded throughout the academy tower.

At this time.

The only one who could make a sound was naturally the old man in white with long eyebrows. There was no possibility of the weapon spirit being expelled here. Looking at the two sides fighting, he said softly: "Are you really prepared to have a fight?"

The dean of the academy also hesitated. He just wanted to scare the other party and show his determination to win. At the same time, he did have some intentions, but he was not very determined. He was unwilling to give in, even if both parties jointly cultivated Chu Xun. , the regret of missing the Great Sage Zhenwu made him put this intention on Chu Xun.

That's why I was so decisive when I started.

Now with the reminder.

Does he really want to keep fighting?

Both lose.

Forced fight?

Really good!

The dean of the Holy Taoist Palace was also a little red-eyed. The dean of the academy came up and used a big move to summon an ancestor of Taoism, forcing him to use the Sword Ancestor's Sword Intent while still holding a breath in his chest.

"Look, it's not too late for him to make a decision!" The old man in white with long eyebrows looked at Chu Xun, with endless wonder in his eyes. Only then did he belatedly realize that Chu Xun was less than a hundred years old.

How shocking this is. Looking at his appearance that has gone through many vicissitudes of life, one would have thought that he was as wise as a fool and had accumulated a lot of experience in a long period of enlightenment. Who would have thought that this is actually a proud man of heaven who is less than a hundred years old, even though he is older than Jian Qingzhu. You want to be young, but now you look like this. When you recite those two lines of poetry, you understand the true meaning.

"Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree!"

"The road is a long way to go, I will go up and down to find out!"

If he had not experienced a major change, he would have had a clear understanding in his heart and would have said such a poem. He sighed, but he could see that the two Taoist masters were not thinking about this. They shook their heads slightly and did not tell Chu Xun's age. Come out, otherwise with the character of these two people, they may have to fight again immediately.

"Ok?"

The dean of the academy has a square face, tall figure, and is clean and tidy in his Confucian robe. He looks like a meticulous and serious elder. Especially the frown lines between his eyebrows add a bit of seriousness, which makes people feel a little timid.

The helmsman of the Palace of the Holy Saint also restrained the sloppiness and casualness on his face. His cloudy eyes showed a bit of confusion, staring at the looming figure in the light and shadow. He seemed not to be in the academy tower, but also as if he was not in this place in time and space. , as if they were alone in a world. They had known about this change before but did not pay attention to it. But as they gradually observed, they noticed a different aura in Chu Xun's body?

That breath!

Some familiar!

It's like I've felt it there.

very real.

very clear.

But I couldn't help it.

This made the two Confucian masters scratch their heads and scratch their heads anxiously, and muttered: "Where have I seen this familiar scent before? How can it be so familiar? I just can't think of it for a moment!"

"Think again!"

"Look again!"

The old man in white clothes with long eyebrows said softly.

Boom~!

The two of them were struck by lightning.

Body shaking.

Suddenly woke up.

This aura... was not the luck of the Confucian lineage. It caused the pupils in the two people's eyes to shrink continuously, and their fingers became stiff again. They stared at Chu Xun almost incredulously and said in shock: "Confucian luck!"

"How is that possible?" Chu Xun just studied in Ruzhou for a year, and what does it have to do with Ruzhou's luck? Just now, the two of them didn't think about it, but as the weapon spirit pointed out, they stared at it. It doesn't look like Confucian luck.

"How could he...!"

"Bear!"

"Confucian luck!"