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Chapter 68 The Saint is Dead

Qin E stood there looking around with a blank look on his face, then said with a confused look on his face: "That's right, I must have done nothing wrong this time, hey...what is the world?"

Zhu Gangli pointed to the front and said, "You have seen it all, but there is not a single hair. Where does the world come from?"

Qin E clicked his mouth and pointed in a direction: "That's there, let's go and have a look..."

Zhu Gangli followed behind without any hope...

Three days away from the Qin Realm, there is a mountain piled up by books rising and falling in chaos. This is the world of the saints of calligraphy and the mountain world of calligraphy.

At this moment, in the Shushan Realm, a woman dressed in a long linen gown and dressed as a scholar was sitting upright in the academy. Her spiritual energy gathered all over her, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the whole world seemed to be rotating around her.

Many students from the Book Mountain World were standing by the side, looking at her with horror.

In front of the woman, a brush was up and down, and extremely majestic words were written and radiated in all directions.

"Is Qingshan Half Saint a breakthrough?"

"I don't know. I was explaining calligraphy to everyone not long ago, but suddenly it was like this..."

"She is already a semi-saint and can't take a step forward any more. She must have understood some new word for the Tao."

"Create the characters? That's a great merit..."

"Create the word...create the word that is recognized by heaven and earth. That merit is indeed great, but it is not like this kind of formation, right?"

While people were talking, someone ran over in panic: "Report, it's not good! People from Baishui Academy, Luzhu Academy, Heitu Academy, and Lianhua Academy all came here. They said that our academy had stole the treasures of their town courtyard and wanted to come in to ask for an explanation!"

When the disciples of Qingshan Academy heard this, they were immediately furious.

"What is the point of asking for explanation? It is clearly because we saw strange images from the sky in Qingshan Academy. We wanted to come in and find out, and even seize the opportunity." The head of Qingshan Academy said angrily.

"Master, the ancestor is about to break through and cannot take action. The other party is prepared, maybe their ancestors are all here... We are afraid we can't stop them." An old man said.

The head of the courtyard said angrily: "If you can't stop me, don't you stop me? The saints of calligraphy have rules. The academy is based on calligraphy and cannot use force at will. Do they dare to risk the world to conquer my Qingshan Academy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sneer and said, "Who said he didn't dare?"

The head of the courtyard looked up and saw a white-haired old man who had entered the academy at some point and stood on an attic not far away. A white brush was suspended behind him. Other people's brushes were somewhat ink-black because of ink writing.

But the old man's brush was snow-white, and every brush hair was white, emitting a light white glow, extremely sacred.

This is the magic weapon of the owner of Baishui Academy, a semi-saint-level innate spiritual treasure, Baishui Wuping!

The old man is naturally the ancestor of Baishui Academy, and the half-saint Liu Baishui.

Liu Baishui appeared. On the other side, a bamboo character fell from the sky. After landing on the ground, a bamboo forest sprouted and broke out of the ground. A figure fell down. It was a middle-aged man wearing a green robe and holding a brush made of emerald green bamboo poles. The ancestor of the Green Bamboo Academy, and the semi-saint Lu Zhu.

The earth suddenly turned black, black, like an ink pond.

A figure rose in the darkness. It was a hunchbacked old man in black clothes and a black beard. His brush was very big, and he was supported on the ground like a crutch. At first glance, it looked like a crutch, or a big mop... But no one dared to underestimate this dirty, black brush, because it was a semi-saint-level innate spiritual treasure, Mochi Black Snake! The old man was the ancestor of the Black Soil Academy, Kurosawa.

Seeing this, the head of Qingshan Academy sighed and said, "Since all three are here, please come in, Old Ancestor Lotus."

With a chuckle, a woman walked in outside the gate. She was wearing a lotus dress, holding a lotus that had not yet bloomed, and looked at everyone with a clever smile and said, "Kukisawa, Lu Zhu, Liu Baishui, I'll just say, Qingshan Academy will not refuse us to come in. Just swagger in, why do you need to be so mysterious?"

Liu Baishui said coldly: "Fairy Lotus, let's talk about these words later. Let's take a look at Fairy Qingshan. Have you ever encountered her situation?"

The lotus fairy frowned and looked up at the sky. The whole sky was covered with dark clouds, and there were red clouds, thunder and lightning in the dark clouds. Everything was rotating, as if the whole world was surrounding the green mountains.

This scene is really rare...

Lianhua shook her head and said, "I haven't seen you before, where are you?"

The Lord of Qingshan Courtyard said: "Several seniors, my ancestor should be creating characters..."

Lu Zhu waved his hand and said, "We have created characters before. The characters are divided into nine grades. I have created a few characters in one grade, and there is no such movement. Higher quality characters are not saints, cannot be written, nor can they be created. This is not a character for creation..."

Speaking of this, Lu Zhu's pupils suddenly dilated.

Kurosawa said gloomyly: "Is she... going to become a sanctified?"

"Impossible! The saint of calligraphy is still there. This world cannot carry the two saints at the same time, nor can they give birth to the second one. I think maybe she is really creating characters... it is just creating characters of saint quality, which causes such a big stir.

The saint of calligraphy once said that semi-saints also have the opportunity to create saint-level texts, but they only require great opportunities and great wisdom...

Perhaps, Fairy Qingshan walked in front of her, maybe she might have said." Fairy Lotus said.

Lu Zhu and Liu Baishui nodded slightly, as if they were somewhat acknowledged.

But Kurosawa quietly spoke up a possibility that everyone deliberately avoided to think about: "What if... the Book Saint died outside?"

boom!

This is like a bolt from the blue! The nine-day thunder exploded here.

In an instant, the entire academy was silent...

The saint of calligraphy is the supreme god in this world. On weekdays, he says something bad is a serious sin or a serious sin.

Just say he's dead...

This is definitely a crime of great rebellion. If the saint of calligraphy is still there, the punishment of heaven will inevitably come. Even if it is a semi-saint, he will be skinless even if he does not die!

So, everyone looked at the lunatic Kurosawa.

Kurosawa is good at cursive script and has created the Crazy Grass lineage. The characters he writes are like the wind and fallen leaves, with a sense of madness in his atmosphere... Only such people can say this kind of thing.

Just when his family thought he would be greeted by lightning, there was nothing unusual in the sky, and there was no movement at all.

"What's the situation?" Everyone was stunned.

Then everyone suddenly realized something, and then stood there in a daze, because they knew that the saint might really die!

No one dares to speak...

Only when a saint dies will a semi-saint have a chance.
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