Chapter 126: .I ask you, you can speak

Zhang Zhongxing's huge pen like a rafter outlines the thundercloud, and combines with his own tongue spring thunder, and the upper and lower thunders move each other.
Within a radius of nearly a hundred meters around the person, all the lightning strikes.
The old blood shadow demon who flashed behind him was completely shattered by thunder.
But the next moment, the light of blood flickered in the forest a hundred meters away, revealing the figure of the old blood shadow demon again.
"With you, you also want to know where the old man's demon soul is?" Old Demon Blood Shadow sneered.
The scholar in blue also sneered: "Very well, this is wonderful."
After speaking, he immediately used a giant pen like a rafter to outline the blazing sun, shining under the night sky, illuminating the surroundings.
The old blood shadow demon turned into a blood phoenix and continued to fight with it.
Fighting and fighting, the old demon fought and retreated.
Although he verbally dismissed the opponent, he knew after a while that this blue-clothed scholar was really a rival.
Since he practiced the "Phoenix Blood Book", this was the first time he had encountered his opponent in the same realm.
This Zhang Zhongxing, the Jiufeng Academy where he was born, is above the three major academies in the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
Old Blood Shadow asked himself, if he hadn't practiced the "Phoenix Blood Book", even if he was in the eighth stage, he would definitely not be Zhang Zhongxing's opponent.
Right now, he doesn't worry about losing.
Fighting to the end may not have no chance of victory.
But if you want to capture the opponent alive and bring it back to Chang'an City, you definitely can't do it.
The blood shadow old demon now takes Zhang Dongyun's order as the first priority in everything, and is not obsessed with personal victory or defeat.
Therefore, he pretended to retreat and wanted to try to bring this arrogant scholar back to Chang'an City.
"Old devil, be open, I'm the most annoying you people who pretend, where do you want to lead me?"
Zhang Zhongxing is arrogant, but his eyesight is not bad.
Although the old demon in front of him may not be comparable to the Dean of the White Horse Academy, Hong Xiao, his strength is not weak.
Now deliberately retreat, most of them fight wrong ideas.
However, Zhang Zhongxing was bold and bold and did not stop, but followed the old monster:
"Do you have elders or fellow sects as your support? It's rare to run into good hands. I'm just trying to learn the magic of this vein. You might as well explain it quickly."
Blood Phoenix spoke, making a human voice, with a cold tone: "Dare you come?"
Zhang Zhongxing smiled and said, "I'm afraid you dare not open the door."
"Very good." The blood phoenix immediately turned into a light and flew towards the northwest sky.
Zhang Zhongxing walked in the wind, and he followed the old blood shadow all the way.
The two eighth-level masters flew with all their strength right now, and the mountains and rivers flashed quickly below them.
The old blood shadow demon led Zhang Zhongxing back to Longbei County at this time, but it was much more labor-saving than before.
The two sides flew for a while before Zhang Zhongxing suddenly said: "I have been in Dongtang for a few days. I have heard some wind. Looking in this direction, is it possible to go to Chang'an City? Where are you from?"
"Scared?"
Old Blood Shadow asked coldly.
At the same time, in order to avoid the opponent being frightened, he was ready to turn around and fight again.
"What am I afraid of?" Zhang Zhongxing smiled: "It's just that I haven't heard of the great Confucian writers in Chang'an before, so I didn't go, but now you are doing magic skills, which arouses my interest."
"Come if you have the courage." Seeing that the blue-clothed scholar was not running away, the old demon was relieved and sneered to himself.
The two of them continued to move forward. Zhang Zhongxing asked while admiring the surrounding scenery, "Do you Chang'an, are people outside the Dongtang also here to build?"
The old blood shadow demon did not answer.
Zhang Zhongxing sneered: "You still put a score with me?
It is in this place that there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys are the king, so that you can gain a foothold.
This only shows that the practitioners here are incompetent. If you change places, you have been levelled a long time ago. "
"By you?" Old Blood Shadow asked indifferently.
"Maybe." Zhang Zhongxing smiled.
The two of them looked at each other, and both sneered.
A light and a blue cloud flew across the vast land of the Eastern Tang Dynasty one after another, and then entered Longbei County.
Seeing Qinzhou Mansion, the old blood shadow demon suddenly pondered, his Majesty ordered such a secret thing, so he swaggered to bring a crazy life back to Chang'an, and it was not good to be seen by others.
The old demon quickly thought about how to take the mad scholar behind him to the Daming Palace without making a sound.
He looked back, but was suddenly stunned.
Because Zhang Zhongxing behind him has disappeared.
No sound, no trace.
Obviously he had been alert to the scholar behind him, and the opponent could never have slipped away alone.
That can only be...
"Go down and rest, you don't have to ask about this."
Just as the aura flashed in the old blood shadow demon's mind, a phantom and majestic voice rang in his ears.
It was in the Daming Palace that Zhang Dongyun spoke.
Hearing the words, the old blood shadow demon stopped in midair: "The old slave will follow your majesty's will."
Because Zhang Zhongxing's strength exceeded expectations, he could only bring the opponent back first.
As for the little girl named Ming Yixue, she can only put it down temporarily.
The old demon originally planned to bring Zhang Zhongxing back, and after solving it, he went to find Ming Yixue again.
But now his Majesty ordered him not to ask about it anymore, and the old blood shadow demon returned to his residence in Chang'an City in a proper manner.
On the other side, Zhang Zhongxing was flying with the blood in front of him, guessing in his heart how Chang'anli was born, and suddenly a flower was in front of him.
When his vision returned to normal, he was already in a spacious hall.
In the hall, a figure sits high on the seat, looking down at him from high.
Zhang Zhongxing furrowed his eyebrows and looked up to see the other person's appearance, but found that the other person's appearance was hidden under the light and he couldn't see through.
In the situation just now, it was as if someone moved time and space and brought him here instantly from the outside.
With such a method, if the person in front of him did it himself, then the opponent's strength would be terrifying.
The well-informed Zhang Zhongxing also sank slightly at first.
However, he quickly thought that there are some brilliant formations, relying on geographical advantages or treasures, can also have this effect.
But he can't see the face of the opponent clearly, which at least shows that the opponent's strength is above him.
"Your Excellency, why don't you show your true colors..."
Zhang Zhongxing converged a little beyond the frantic intersection, but couldn't help but ask.
It's just that before he finished speaking, a huge pressure put him on the ground!
Zhang Zhongxing struggled to get up, but he felt as if his bones were about to be crushed.
On his head was the literary talent, condensed like a giant pen in a rafter.
But the next moment, the huge brush with flashing brilliance burned automatically and vanished in an instant.
Zhang Zhongxing refuses to give up. The classic principle of his Jiufeng Academy is "a spring of talent."
After one's own cultural talents are exhausted, he will immediately regenerate and regain fullness, as if inexhaustible and inexhaustible.
So he immediately condensed his giant pen like a rafter.
However, there was no response at all.
Zhang Zhongxing was in a daze and found that his literary talent was gradually exhausted.
The "spring of creativity" actually didn't work, and it was eliminated from the source.
At this moment, Zhang Zhongxing saw himself, flying out a piece of paper and a book.
The paper is given by my mentor, and it has the magical effect of seeing the face.
Through the written words on the paper, the teacher can know what Zhang Zhongxing sees and hears when he is free.
And that book was a treasure personally bestowed by the dean of the academy before he left.
At critical moments, you can use that book to support Zhang Zhongxing who is far away.
Seeing the strength of the blood shadow old demon, and hearing the reputation of Chang'an City, Zhang Zhongxing is still in danger, precisely because of his confidence.
He tried to wake up Shuju and notify the seniors of the college.
But soon, he was desperate to find that no matter it was the paper or the book, there was no response at all.
The Wenhua aura on the top seemed to be scattered, becoming like ordinary pen and ink, completely losing its proper function.
Zhang Dongyun looked at these two Confucian calligraphy and put them aside.
"Who is sacred, your excellency?" Zhang Zhongxing asked strugglingly.
Zhang Dongyun just looked at him calmly.
The struggling movements of the blue-clothed scholar suddenly stopped, and the whole person lay motionless on the ground, his expression became dull and his eyes became dull.
"Do you know Shen Herong?" Zhang Dongyun asked.
The other party answered honestly, his voice seemed to be dreamy: "One of the twelve Yamas in the past, known as the'Thousand Autumn Great Sins,' an abandoned apprentice in the Yansheng Mansion, and the niece of my mentor, Master Shen.
Zhang Dongyun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Introduce you and your mentor."
The blue-clothed student said: "Student Zhang Zhongxing, student of Jiufeng Academy, disciple of Third Peak Grandmaster Shen Hao, and third son of the fourth generation of Ji He Zhang's family home.
The teacher Shen Zongshi is a generation of Wenzong, who is in charge of the third peak of Jiufeng Academy. "
Zhang Dongyun frowned slightly, and combined with the memory of the evil emperor, he couldn't find anything related to Jiufeng Academy.
But Shen Hao, known as the master of the literary world, can train students like Zhang Zhongxing. This Jiufeng Academy should not be an unknown person.
"Talk about Jiufeng Academy." Zhang Dongyun asked.
Zhang Zhongxing lay on the ground, his tone was flat and sluggish, without ups and downs: "Jiufeng Academy is located in Jiufeng in the north of Zilu Mountain. It was established 20 years ago by Grand Master Shen Tianxian. Above the academy, it can be juxtaposed with Yansheng Mansion and is a holy place for scholars all over the world."
After listening, Zhang Dongyun looked slightly weird.
He leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and laughed after a long while.
Shen Tianxian's name can be found in the memory of the evil emperor.
Shen Herong is her own grandfather...
In the past, the Shen family was not a small clan, but a family of Confucianism passed down for many years.
There have been many outstanding figures in the family, the great Confucian writers.
When Shen Herong was studying for enlightenment, the reason why she did not enlighten with Confucianism was mainly because her parents were ordinary people, and her father was a consort, so her enlightenment was not taken seriously at the beginning.
But the little girl herself is amazing. She touched the book for the first time in the morning, and she was in the seventh stage before going to bed in the evening. The Shen family immediately taught her the treasure.
After Shen Herong entered the Yansheng Mansion, the Shen family also benefited, and the tide rose.
But after Shen Herong was expelled from Yansheng Mansion, the Shen family became embarrassed.
Later, the Twelve Yamas teamed up to fight the Yansheng Mansion, and the Shen family was even more low-key like a quail, for fear that other scholars would think of them...
However, looking at what it looks like today, after the Xianji Incident, has the Shen family been extremely calm and has reached an unprecedented peak?
There seems to be something wrong... Zhang Dongyun frowned slightly.