Chapter 1088: A dragon

Looking at the Chinese cavalry who was preparing to charge, the hundreds of teachers and students of Tiandao Academy did not have any fears, but instead became more excited. The shouts became louder, and they felt like a city.
In addition to the slogan of guarding the heavenly path, teachers and students are still swearing more. The most cruel thing is of course the tree heart Taoist who is now regarded by them as a traitor to the court, and the name of the king of Linghai often appears. Even occasionally, disrespectful speeches involving His Majesty the Pope appeared.
Listening to those scoldings, the king of Linghai's face became more and more gloomy, but if you look closely, you may find that the emotions in his eyes have not changed.
In terms of the strength of both parties, of course, the absolute dominance of the divorce.
The cavalry cavalry exists in the same name as the Xuanjia cavalry. The black deacon in Tiancai Hall is also called the assassins of the former Qing officials and Tianji Pavilion.
The Heavenly Taoist Academy is indeed very deep, and it has cultivated a lot of strong people. Now there are many bishops in the palace from here, but after all, it is just an academy.
Tian Dao Yuan can persist for so long, only to say that Zhuang Zhihuan's heart is hard enough, and the blood of teachers and students is hot enough.
Facing hundreds of teachers and students who are willing to throw their heads and sprinkle blood, if they attack the divorce side, it will inevitably become a killing. Moreover, the current situation and the cause of the incident are different from the case of the National College of Education more than 20 years ago. The king of Linghai who is in charge of this matter will be foul for thousands of years, and Chen Changsheng will not be any better.
Under the premise of not bleeding as much as possible, how to make the teachers and students of the Heavenly Taoist College give up resistance is the thing that the palace should do.
However, the King Linghai's eyes were still so indifferent, no matter how hard the Shuxin Taoist begged, he did not mean to withdraw the order.
Seeing that the State Regiment cavalry was about to launch a charge, those black deacons were about to raise the sickle of death in their hands. The tree heart Taoist felt a bleak and extremely desperate.
He seemed to see the Heavenly Taoist Temple soaked in the sea of ​​blood, and the still young faces of the young students who fell in the pool of blood.
At the next moment he suddenly felt dazzled—Tiandaoyuan did not become a sea of ​​blood, but a sea of ​​ink.
A shadow descended from the sky and fell on the ancient buildings of Tiandaoyuan.
The shadow is so deep that it seems as if it is substantive, and it seems like a real night.
The angry shouts stopped, and the young students of Tiandaoyuan looked up at the sky in a daze.
They failed to see the body that brought that shadow.
Countless snow fluttered in the dim sky, obscuring all sight.
"It's snowing!" a student shouted in surprise.
"Why would it snow at this time?" one student shouted in surprise.
It is already the early spring season, even if it is cold in spring, there is no reason to fall snow.
The students were surprised and talked about it, some even forgot the murderous cavalry outside the courtyard.
But there are still many people who have not forgotten the current situation faced by the Taoist Temple and their classmates.
Looking at the beautiful snowflakes in the sky, a beautiful girl student with tears in her eyes murmured: "Heaven is above, you also feel that this world is too dirty, so this holy snow is falling, clean Are our eyes and hearts?"
Some students heard her words, felt the same, and prayed to the sky. Some were sad and their will was stronger.
The king of Linghai said indifferently: "After the snow melts, the ground is still filthy. Will the gods deceive themselves?"
A low roar suddenly sounded in the sky.
The roar was low to the extreme, but not faint, like a thunder hidden in the deepest layer of clouds, or the deepest river underground.
People looked up at the sky, their faces shocked, and they thought this was a response from God?
Is it in response to the female student? Or the king of Linghai?
That voice has a very obvious will.
That is indifference, and looking down, there is still no interest.
Whether the King of Linghai came with the cavalry of the State Education, or the Shuxin Taoist brought several teachings to the opposite side, Zhuang Zhihuan's expression did not change.
But when he heard the buzzing, his face became a little strange, and he even saw a bit of hesitation and withdrawal in the depths of his eyes.
He heard it.
This is a dragon song.
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The number of snowflakes in the sky suddenly increased by dozens of times, and the cold wind also became very cold.
The wind and snow danced violently, and the temperature inside and outside the Tiandaoyuan dropped sharply.
Both the vines on the stone wall and the thousand-year-old tree in the deepest place have become beautiful Qiongzhi.
Thin ice forms on the surface of several small lakes, and then thickens at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and becomes a mirror-like ice lake between the number of interest.
In a remote small courtyard, the well water in the deep well was frozen to the utmost, and several cracks were propped up around the ground.
The whole world has turned white, and it has become a field of ice and snow.
Most ordinary students became snowmen.
They can still see things and think, but they can no longer move, and even look on their faces in amazement.
Zhuang Zhihuan was a talented genius when he was young, and now he is one of Kyoto's leading monastic masters. There is no problem.
There are more than ten well-educated teaching and students who can also support.
Their faces are pale and their lips are bluish.
The teaching and the students suffered internal injuries because they were invaded by Qihan and Youfu.
Zhuang Zhihuan was because he found himself suddenly losing all his dependence.
Where did this blizzard come from?
Why is it so violent and terrifying?
The teachers and students of Tiandaoyuan thought about this problem with great fear.
At this time, a figure came slowly from the wind and snow.
The figure's posture when walking is a little weird, it seems a bit uncoordinated, but it also gives people a particularly stable feeling.
Or is it because that person has only one arm?
Looking at the figure, looking at the empty sleeves dancing wildly in the snow...
Even the young students who can't move and can't express their expressions are full of joy in their eyes.
Those teachings and students who were still able to speak out cried in surprise.
"Brother Guan Bai!"
"Daming!"
"Brother!"
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Following the famous stone path, Guan Bai entered the Tiandaoyuan and then stopped.
He stood between two stone walls.
There are many names on the stone wall, and there is a line engraved on the top of the line-"The good wind frequently borrows and sends me to Qingyun."
This is Qingyun Bang.
When he was studying in Tiandao Academy, his name had appeared on the stone wall, and it was on the top.
For this reason and many other reasons, he has always been the greatest pride of Tian Dao Yuan, both in the past and now.
So knowing that his real strength might not change the current situation, but watching him appear, the students of Tiandao Academy still could not help crying in surprise.
However, all the sounds disappeared in the next moment, and all the surprises turned into shocks.
Because Guan Bai looked at Zhuang Zhihuan and said a word.
"Teacher, admit defeat."
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