Chapter 125: .Your kid, take a trip with the old man

The girl searched all the way, and finally left the boundary of Longbei County.
The Old Blood Shadow followed her secretly, following her all the way.
The girl searched for a long time along the way. After many days, she found Fengzhou, Tianyu County, thousands of miles away from Longbei County.
Here, I saw several rolling peaks, which seemed to have been cut flat.
There are faintly visible people coming and going nearby, cleaning up.
Among them, it seems that there are spies from the Dark Pavilion of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
Shen Herong and the old blood shadow demon, each inquiring about the news, learned that there had been top masters fighting here.
Both sides are great Confucian scholars of high realm.
There are even more rumors that one of them is the number one master of Eastern Tang Confucianism, Hong Xiao, the dean of Baima Academy.
The girl's appearance was calm and calm and left quietly.
The old blood shadow demon followed up again.
One after the other, the two began to circle around the land of Dongtang.
Or it should be said that the person they were looking for had been circling around the land of Dongtang before.
Looking around, both Shen Herong and Old Blood Shadow found that besides them, there were others who were looking for the same person.
The person who fought against Hong Xiao before.
At first, people from Baima Academy were looking for them with them.
After arriving, the students of Baima Academy made a stir, which disturbed the Dongtang party.
Dongtang Dark Pavilion also sent people to search.
Finally, Shen Herong and Old Blood Shadow even discovered the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple.
With so many people searching together, Shen Herong didn't worry, and quietly waited for news from Dongtang and Baima.
So the old blood shadow demon waited with her.
It's just this "little girl" behavior that made Old Blood Shadow more suspicious.
It was he who brought this woman back to Chang'an himself.
But at this moment, the old blood shadow demon felt that he had no idea what a girl this age was not enough for him to do.
So many people are looking for it together, and it quickly gains.
To be precise, it would be better to say that the other party didn't even think about hiding, but didn't mind the possibility of someone looking for him at all, and took care of himself.
So, everyone found him in a ruined temple on the mountain.
A blue scholar.
His appearance looks like he is only thirty years old, his face is handsome, but his expression is bold.
He was carrying a hip flask and was already half drunk.
With the other hand, dipping his finger in ink, he was writing a few lines on the wall of the ruined temple.
After finishing writing, the scholar in blue burped and laughed:
"A group of rats, sneaking up, when I didn't find you?"
In the sound of laughter, his poems on the wall inspired Wen Hua's talent and manifested the violent wind.
A fierce hurricane blew out from the ruined temple, and all the people outside kicked their feet off the ground, and involuntarily flew out into the distance.
Between the flying sand and the rocks, even the forests in the mountains collapsed in pieces, but the ruined temple remained intact.
"There is no one in Dongtang!" Kuangsheng laughed loudly: "Everyone rolled away!"
He sits on the ground, drinking himself.
Suddenly, his eyes flickered slightly in his dim and drunk eyes.
The scholar in blue put down his hip flask and looked at the temple gate with a smile.
A student in white clothes appeared.
"Hid the head and show the tail." The blue-clothed scholar stunned.
Seeing no action, he broke the illusion created by the spell in front of him.
The scholar in white disappeared, leaving only a little girl about ten years old.
"You think, why do you let me let you into the temple?"
The scholar in white sneered: "It's not because of your young age that you have a good Taoist cultivation base. It's a pity that you didn't learn well. Just like those rats, you must be open and honest!"
The girl was calm and calm, like a little adult, but at this time she seemed to be ashamed by the scholar in blue and her face was reddish.
With a dry cough, she looked like an adult, arching her hands at the blue-clothed scholar one by one:
"My husband's lesson is that the students have always admired Confucianism, but their talents are limited, so they have to switch to Taoism. After learning the Fa, they pretend to be Confucian. They are really self-deceiving and making him laugh."
She looked like a small adult, but she showed a bit of childishness.
Upon seeing this, the blue-clothed scholar was completely dissatisfied, and laughed: "That's it, it's hard for you."
He looked at the girl in front of him with great interest: "However, there is not much Confucianism in this place in the Eastern Tang Dynasty. Don't be misjudged by the mediocrity of your talent, and you have lost your years for nothing. Let me see.
The brilliance in the blue-clothed scholar's eyes seemed to be condensed into substance, which turned into a cloud of smoke in the air, circled the girl in front of him, and then retracted.
"Well, it's a pity, I really don't have a lot of talent."
The scholar in blue shook his head: "But your Taoist talent is really good. At such a young age, you have already formed a golden pill? Haha, countless horns are not as good as you. What is your name?"
"Student Ming Yixue." The girl asked, "Sir, students have always heard that there are three academies in Dongtang, and there are no great scholars there?"
The blue-clothed scholar said: "One of the three academies in the Eastern Tang Dynasty has been destroyed, and now Songyang and Baima are left.
Songyang is rancid and will only slavish the victim.
As for the white horse? Here, among the people I drove away just now, there are their students.
I specifically asked their dean to learn about it. Just as a middleman, he can only use his realm to overwhelm people, and he can reach the ninth realm and he will be in the sky. "
"Mr. is not from Eastern Tang Dynasty?" The girl blinked, "Which college are you?"
The blue-clothed scholar smiled: "I studied at Jiufeng Academy. I studied under Master Shen Hao Shen from the Third Peak. I have read thousands of books. Now I am traveling thousands of miles, traveling the world, and increasing my knowledge, but... hehe!"
He laughed twice: "I traveled east on this road for more than thousands of miles, but I didn't see a few really learned people."
Seeing the girl opposite, the student in blue shook his head: "You are inclined to Confucianism, it is naturally good, but you really have no talent in this aspect. I will take you back to the academy, and you will not pass the exam."
He looked at the girl up and down: "Along the way, it's rare to meet a few interesting people. Otherwise, you can go with me. I will introduce you to the Taoist masters. It will definitely not delay your talent for Taoist cultivation."
The girl shook her head when she heard the words: "Thank you, Mr., for your kindness. The student has a teacher and has no intention of turning around to others."
The scholar in blue didn't think he was disgusted, but nodded approvingly: "At a young age, I know how to respect the teacher and respect the teachings. That's good. I was Meng Lang just now."
He took out a post with him, wrote his name "Zhang Zhongxing" and gave it to the girl in front of him.
"I'm here in Dongtang, and I'm going to play for a few days. If you and I meet, I will make an exception.
This is a special famous post made by Jiufeng Academy. Although it is not up to the level of being literal, but if you encounter an emergency, set it on fire. If I am still in the territory of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, I will know and I can help you at that time. . "
The girl took it and smiled and said, "Thank you, sir. The students don't dare to bother and leave first."
The blue-clothed scholar Zhang Zhongxing waved his hand casually, and then continued to drink his own wine.
A moment after the girl left, Zhang Zhongxing suddenly said: "There is such a high-level demon activity here in the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"
In the ruined temple, a pool of dirty blood suddenly appeared.
In the dirty blood, a figure rose up and turned into an old man in red, who was the blood shadow old demon.
"You kid, take a trip with the old man." The old demon said quietly.
Zhang Zhongxing laughed "Ha" and drank the wine in the pot: "Unexpectedly, I want to help Dongtang Fumo."
While speaking, his literary talent rose to the sky, and the brilliance gathered, manifesting a giant pen like a rafter.
Although the scholar in blue was still arrogant, he could see that the old demon in front of him was not comparable to those outside the temple just now.
So just after getting started, he revealed the true ability of the eighth realm of Confucianism.
Like a huge pen on the rafters, the pen is written, and the raging fire is immediately manifested, the yang is blazing, and the old devil's rivers of evil and filth are restrained.
The old blood shadow demon is also not polite, transforming into a blood phoenix, directly supporting the ruined temple to collapse.
After cultivating a demon soul, the blood phoenix opened its wings again, and the fierce and hostile aura was immediately and endlessly manifested. The bloodshots flying out of the wings seemed to have brilliance flowing continuously.
Before the demon soul was cultivated, the blood shadow old demon manifested the blood phoenix. If the winged body is destroyed by the opponent, although it can continue to be reborn in blood, it will consume its own strength. If this happens, it will always lose strength and even damage its vitality.
But now, not only has his strength increased, he also has the Demon Soul at its core.
The devil soul does not hurt, and the manifested blood phoenix can be instantly recovered no matter how badly it is damaged.
But the demon soul keeps moving in various positions within its body, and it is difficult for outsiders to determine its true position.
At this moment, facing the raging fire Zhang Zhongxing had turned, the blood phoenix directly ignored it and rushed through the fire.
Although the winged body transformed by blood was destroyed by the fire, it revived immediately.
The blue-clothed scholar on the opposite side suddenly lit up: "Although you are only the demon of the eighth stage, you are more knowledgeable than that of Hong Xiao."
The verbal praise does not affect him like a giant stroke of a rafter.
Then the raging fire suddenly condensed and turned into a scorching sun.
In the dark night, this mountain top was as bright as day.
The blazing sun is even more intense, and it is more threatening to the old blood shadow demons than the sea of ​​fire.
It's no wonder that the cultivation base of the eighth level of the companion can get out of the hands of Hong Xiao in the ninth level... the old blood shadow demon's thoughts suddenly changed.
But he was not timid, but as if a moth was throwing into the fire, incarnation of a blood phoenix spread his wings and embrace the blazing sun!
In the next moment, the brightness dimmed, and the Quartet was once again covered by night.
That round of flames seemed to be extinguished directly by the blood.
Then, in a sea of ​​blood, the Phoenix was reborn.
However, just after the blood phoenix was reborn, he flew directly into the sea, and suddenly a huge brush flew, and the tip of the pen pointed to the blood phoenix forehead.
"Your devil soul is here?" Zhang Zhongxing smiled.
Like a huge pen on a rafter, at this moment it looked like a huge spear, smashing the blood phoenix's forehead at once.
The blood phoenix froze in the air, and then fell weakly, as if losing his life.
But Zhang Zhongxing's expression changed instead, and his smile disappeared.
His tongue was spring thunder, as if it really manifested thunder light, exploding beside him.
A blood shadow appeared behind Zhang Zhongxing at this time.
Fortunately, Zhang Zhongxing found out in time and blocked the old blood shadow with thunder.
At the same time, another huge brush appeared above his head to outline the thundercloud.