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

This cheerful mood also made the dean sigh with emotion, but there was a bit of heartache in his eyes. What a good child. If there is no ominous black sludge, why can't he try to set foot in the imperial realm in the future?

"Ugh!"

Sigh softly.

The dean of the academy turned around and left: "Okay, I'll leave first. Call me if you need anything!"

"Wait!"

"Ok?"

"I want some books!"

The dean of the academy was stunned. Would anyone else still be in the mood to study at this time? But when he saw that young man with bright eyes, he did not forget to study even at this moment, and his mood was clear, he couldn't help but feel more and more distressed, and rolled his sleeves. There is a stack of books placed on the bookshelf in the stone room.

"good!"

Chu Xun's eyes were bright.

At this moment.

His state of mind.

Unprecedented peace.

"read!"

“It’s finally settled!”

Holding a book in front of his eyes, Chu Xun's face showed gentleness and long-lost expectations. Ever since the life simulation, his mood has never been so relaxed. Ye Wushuang was like a mountain weighing on his heart, especially after hearing his words again and again. Fame, and now the mountain has finally fallen.

The place where saints attained enlightenment.

The mood is leisurely and contented.

Very comfortable.

Slowly flipping through the books, looking at the words in the records, he muttered softly: "The way of a university lies in being virtuous, being close to the people, and striving for the ultimate goodness!"

"Knowing that there is stillness can lead to concentration, calmness can lead to tranquility, tranquility can lead to tranquility, tranquility can lead to worry, and worry can lead to attainment. Things have their origin and end, and things have their end. If you know the order of things, you will get the shortcut."

Read the pronunciation aloud.

Passed leisurely.

And outside.

The old woman in the academy, the great Confucians, and the elderly all froze slightly when they heard the optimistic and leisurely scholars in the stone room. You must know that even if they were in Chu Xun's situation, they would be stirred up in their hearts. The waves are making it difficult to remain calm. After all, it is a strange and ominous thing that has no solution.

How could he...

So casual?

"This...!" Even the old woman was slightly stunned. She had lived a long time and thought she had seen through life and death. If she had known that her end was imminent, she would never have calmed down so easily, and immediately sighed: " As expected of the person favored by the Twin Saints."

An elderly man listened to this writing by a great scholar from the academy and sighed leisurely, saying: "I would not be surprised if Chu Xun's normal life span is approaching, but he has only lived for a mere hundred years now. This It would be a pity if one's mind...does not follow Confucianism!"

These great scholars.

Originally, there were still people who were hesitant about what Chu Xun should do next, but listening to the loud sound of reading and chanting made them forget their worries, and thought of when they were young and studying, and slowly looked over, their eyes revealed. Feeling, then silently turned and left.

Half a day later.

The sound of reading slowed down.

An article written by a great scholar.

After being read by Chu Xun.

I slowly realized the meaning of this scripture. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this scripture was so supreme that it could be recorded in the annals of history and be passed down through the ages.

then.

Get up slowly.

Come to the bookshelf.

Picked up another scripture.

Study slowly.

"The Qi of the emperor's sky is born from the bottom, the Qi of the earth is nourished above, the Qi of the five elements are mutually generated, and the Qi of the four seasons are connected with each other. All the people in the sky have the same nature, and their nature is good. All things are born, and all are indifferent. The nature of the earth is perfect, and it nourishes all living things, so everything should be considered...!" A scripture from Taoism was slowly read.

The dean of the academy knew that Chu Xun was well-read and was good at many kinds of Taoism. He was not just a Confucian cultivator, so the books he brought were not limited to Confucian classics, so Chu Xun could study them with confidence.

Read aloud.

Slowly echoed.

Dragon Field Holy Land.

Add a bit of popularity and Confucianism.

……

Of course.

Chu Xun woke up.

this matter.

Still spread quickly.

For example, the first group of people to arrive now are the ancestors of Jianzhou and the ancestors of the Wulin Alliance. As allies of Chu Xun, they pay special attention to Chu Xun. They have broken with the Qin Dynasty and clearly stand On the opposite side, if Chu Xun died prematurely, it would be a blow to them, so they were naturally concerned about Chu Xun's condition.

"How is he?"

After arriving at the academy, the ancestors of the Wulin League in Jianzhou quickly asked the dean of the academy.

"You'll find out after you go and see it!" The dean of the Academy led the Jianzhou ancestor forward. In the past, this area was a forbidden area, but today is a rare exception, allowing the Wulin Alliance ancestor and alliance leader Cao Chong to enter this place. Before the group even approached the Holy Land of Longchang, they heard the sound of Lang Lang reading.

There is clear air in the sky.

Rise slowly.

"Shh!"

No matter it is Cao Chong.

Still an ancestor.

My eyes lit up.

"Is everything okay?" There was joy on their faces.

The dean of the academy shook his head slightly, with only a serious look on his face.

As they went further, they crossed a forest and saw an open space outside the stone room. There was a scholar in a blue shirt, with his back to them, his back straight, accompanied by fresh air, facing the sun, reading gently. Study the scriptures slowly.

"Chu Xun!"

Wulin Alliance Cao Chong was overjoyed.

thinking in mind.

Ji's Curse.

Not so good either!

"Slow down!" The dean of the academy took a step forward, stopped Cao Chong, and said slowly in a complicated tone: "Feel his state again!"

"hold head high?"

Cao Chong, a martial arts alliance member, looks middle-aged and has a beard. He looks a bit reckless, but also has a loyal and honest face. He looks at it slightly confused. As he realizes it, he can't help but gasp, like a frightened cat. He stepped back one after another, his face turned pale instantly, and he said in horror: "That black ominousness?"

"Ok!"

The dean of the academy nodded silently.

The beast of time and space.

Black sludge.

Although it is so easy to resolve, its essence is still dark and ominous, which has penetrated Chu Xun's body and even soul. If it were not for studying in this holy place and relying on the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body, this strangeness would have eroded his mind even more. Reversing his character, making him cruel and bloodthirsty, and finally turning into a demon who only knows how to kill.

Although the Qingqi is suppressed.

But it has never been resolved.

"Brother Cao!" Chu Xun also put down the book, turned around slowly, looked at his old friend and the slightly older but extremely generous old man, bowed slightly and saluted: "Chu Xun has met the old man!"

The smile on the face of the ancestor of Jianzhou was also fixed there. There was loss and bitterness in his eyes. Listening to Lang Lang's sound of reading, he thought Chu Xun had passed the disaster, but he didn't expect that it would still be like this. An even stronger sense of ominousness lay in his eyes. Beside him, strands of black energy overflowed from his body, which was the most brutal and murderous representative.

Affects the mind.

Trying to get into other people's bodies.

But he was suppressed by the awe-inspiring righteousness here.

"You...!" Cao Chong hesitated to speak. The ominous overflowing from Chu Xun's body made him dare not approach him at all. He even wondered why such a strange and evil aura had no impact on Chu Xun.

"He has the luck of Confucianism, and he is suppressed in the ancestral land of enlightenment in Longchang, the holy land of the academy. He can temporarily make his mind ethereal and prevent him from falling into evil spirits!" The dean of the academy also sighed.

The ancestor of Jianzhou was relieved. No wonder Confucianism spared no room for a boy from outside the state. If he had the luck of Confucianism, everything would be clear. But what made him complicated was that God had given him a great seedling. But it gave him such a disaster. It should not be said that he was favored or destroyed.

Cao Chong also looked at the dean of the academy, wondering if he could survive it?

That rich ominousness.

And the vitality that is gradually passing away.

He couldn't see any hope.

It also suddenly became clear why the Ji family and the Qin Dynasty were so decisive in retreating.

"Ugh!"

The dean of the academy sighed, he didn't know, and said complicatedly: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go outside and talk!"

"it is good!"

The ancestor of the Wulin Alliance nodded.

There are also many doubts in my mind.

I also want to ask this dean.

After they turned around and left.

In this dense forest.

The sound of reading came again.

Slowly echoed.

His voice was calm, and he did not have any worries about being tainted with weirdness and ominousness. The slowly recited scriptures made people forget for a moment that this was a genius who could die at any time. They only thought that there was a great Confucian reciting scriptures behind the dense forest. .

"Ugh!"

Feeling sorry.

In the woods.

Another sigh.

Look up.

The old Taoist priest from Daozhou also came here at some time, and he heard the conversation just now, and sighed: "There is no spiritual energy fluctuation in the body, and only relying on big medicine to delay the vitality will undoubtedly be useless!"

The dean of the academy was also silent.

this point.

How could he not know.

The vitality in the body was swallowed up by the strange and ominous black sludge, and the meager spiritual energy absorbed became a tribute. At this time, Chu Xun was no different from an ordinary person. This situation was no different from being dead.

This made the expectation in their hearts turn into disappointment. Even if they had a touch of luck before they came, now that they saw Chu Xun's state, that touch of luck had completely dissipated. After a short stay, the two of them left. He drank a big potion and left.

……

……

Next.

Chu Xun's friend.

Coming one after another.

I'm curious about his situation.

There are also concerns about his condition.

Like just now.

The master of Chenzhou Dao Palace.

Wang Chong of Shenxiao Sect.

The Great Sacrifice Wine at the Palace of the Holy Spirit.

Even his admirers, including Wu Zhenjun, Huo Nu, Yang Yiyi and others, came to visit. Seeing the supreme legendary figure in such an embarrassing situation that he was about to die, he felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, which was both complicated and angry, as well as profound. They are so powerless that even this person has been robbed, so what can they do?

After these people leave.

There is another wave of people.

Jian Qingzhu.

King Ye.

Lisheng.

Gu Dongliu.

The master of Huangtian Palace.

A group of friends belonging to the Jie Xin Order gathered here. When they came here and saw the gentle figure in green shirt in front of them, a bright smile burst out on their faces, and they were happy from the bottom of their hearts. Even if they knew the situation before they came, A group of people still laughed after arriving.

This is a friendship between group friends.

That's when Wang Ye saw Chu Xun's current state and felt very sad. Sadness came from his heart, but he saw the gentle smile on the face of the figure in green clothes. The sadness turned into a smile with sadness, and the group After a pause in laughter, he slowly sat there cross-legged.

Chu Xun was outside the stone room.

They are in a dense forest.

Keep your distance.

This is a necessary process for any guest who comes to see him. Chu Xun's body has been overflowing with black ominous black mist from time to time, as if he has the wisdom to look for people around, but is wiped out by the awe-inspiring righteousness of this place. It is like A prison trapped Chu Xunsuo there.

"Nothing happens in the deserted state!"

After everyone sat down, the Palace Master of the Huangtian Palace looked at him and said with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, and said with emotion: "Young people have grown up too fast. Your disciples are enough to hold up the beams and carry the sky. The current Huangtian Palace The state is governed in an orderly manner in the hands of a few of them!"

Chu Xun nodded happily.

These disciples.

It also counts.

Subsequently.

He also talked about some parents' selfishness.

Jian Qingzhu talked about the childhood sweetheart she had known since childhood, and her words also revealed that the two were going to become partners or get married soon, and would invite everyone to a wedding banquet.

Li Sheng was aware of his recent state and was preparing to practice in the academy for a while. As for where he would go in the future, he didn't know yet. He was a little confused, but he was hopeful.

Wang Ye and Gu Dongliu also talked about the current situation, some complained, some complained, but they were relieved. They gathered together to communicate and unknowingly forgot about the time. They raised one glass after another of the wine glasses in their hands, and the turbid wine was also flowing. Pot after pot was drank, and the sun and moon changed even more, and several people forgot all the exchanges.

A few days passed unknowingly, and several people seemed to have forgotten the ominous nature of Chu Xun. They chatted briefly about their parents, cultivation, and interesting things about Jiuzhou, and burst into laughter from time to time.

just.

There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever.

A group of people sit here.

There was a brief silence as the words were spoken.

This exchange has also come to an end.

"I'm leaving!" When the group of people stood up, their faces were still lonely. They broke away from the joyful atmosphere and looked at the elegant young man in green clothes who was always a distance away from them. The disappointment in their hearts bloomed to the extreme. The breath of rotten wood is constantly devouring life force.

"Ok!"

Chu Xun nodded.

Wave.

Say goodbye to these old friends.

……

"Buzz!"

After they left, a cruel and ferocious evil suddenly rushed into his heart, making his clear and gentle eyes instantly turn scarlet, and his cheeks became ferocious, like a cruel devil, but this state only lasted. His breath was suppressed by him, and his eyes returned to clarity.

He closed his eyes but did not open them. At that moment, he felt that his mind was being rushed up and occupied by an overbearing and ominous spirit, and his whole body was cold with only killing echoing in his mind.

"Shh!"

The members of the Jie Xin Order who were not far away suddenly turned their heads and looked around. They felt that even Haoran's righteousness could not be suppressed for a moment. They all froze there in a daze, with a chill in their hearts. Such a strange and ominous sight of their old friend. ...Can it really be endured?

"call out!"

In the academy.

Many quasi-emperors.

Both the dean of the academy and the dean of the academy appeared in the void instantly, looking at the man in green shirt who was sitting cross-legged. Although the temporary demonic nature had faded, he felt that there was a trace of cruelty and bloodthirsty deep in his soul, and as time went by It is still increasing continuously.

"No wonder it is banned by the big forces outside the territory!" A quasi-emperor said decadently. They would not be able to resist this, let alone this young man who has not yet set foot in the Great Sage Realm.

"Weird!"

"curse!"

"Ominous!"

This is a quasi-emperor from the Palace of the Holy Saint. There is also powerlessness in his eyes. Facing such erosion, the cultivation of the Great Saint Realm really cannot bear it.

"Seal this place up until this stage is over, or...die!" the dean of the academy said in a low voice after silence. From now on, he will no longer allow others to visit Chu Xun, and he is not ready to let Chu Xun go. It's like drawing the ground as a prison. The young man is imprisoned here until one day he overcomes the strange ominousness or dies.