As spring passes and summer solstice, the entire Yunqin Empire begins to become hot, but in the Qingluan Academy, the northernmost peak of the Chongtian Mountains, it seems like spring, without much change.

In the trial valley, Luo Houyuan was still standing in the cave where he lived on the cliff, looking at the flowing clouds in the sky ahead, and slowly doing some movements.

Below his cave, in the mountains and forests, an old man of about his age, covered in silver silk and wearing a professor's robe slowly walked out.

The old man's hands were like white jade, and his right hand was also carrying a long sword with white jade as a sheath.

"Long time no see." Luo Houyuan lowered his hands and did not walk down the cliff. He just looked at the old man calmly and said lightly.

The old man with silver hair and white hands nodded as a greeting, "Long time no see."

Luo Houyuan said: "I didn't expect you to be alive."

The old man with silver hair sighed, "The dean doesn't like me, and it doesn't matter if I stay in the yard. I traveled through famous mountains and rivers around the world, but I haven't died of old age."

Luo Houyuan said: "But you are still back."

"Yes, the dean has not appeared in the world for 16 years, so I will come back to see it." The old man with silver hair sighed and lowered his head, then slowly said, "I just come back to see you... Look at you. After some things are over, I will leave. I don't have many years to live, and I don't want to die... It's meaningless for you to die with me, so we might as well wait here to see the results."

Luo Houyuan nodded, "Among the seventeen people in the past, you were the most arrogant one. Now that you are old, you never thought your temper will change like this."

"A person's temperament will always change, but his views on the world and beliefs are difficult to change." The old man with silver hair sat down with a wry smile and sat among the pile of dead leaves.

Luo Houyuan smiled like a self-deprecatingly, sat down, and looked at the peaks on the side of Qingluan Academy.

...

Among the peaks of Qingluan Academy, there is a mountain in the east that is slightly lower than the rest.

There are no ziplines that directly connect to this mountain, only a rugged mountain road.

A peak adjacent to this mountain has a large area of ​​temples built on cliffs, while the ziplines leading to the rest of the peaks have also been cut off.

Below this peak, there is a large valley between the shortest peaks among the Qingluan Academy.

In this valley, there are large woods, and many abandoned ones that are used as historical sites by those curious students. They are used as stone houses for the predecessors of Qingluan Academy who practiced and lived in a very early and long ago.

More than twenty lecturers and professors of Qingluan Academy in black robes appeared in this valley and walked slowly and calmly towards the shortest mountain.

On weekdays, every lecturer and professor at Qingluan Academy is like a lonely eagle climbing into the Tianshan Mountains, unruly and extremely arrogant. So even if you don’t know that the low mountain is a forbidden area of ​​the college, you will feel that the atmosphere is a bit different when you see so many lecturers and professors of Qingluan Academy gathering together.

A transparent snow suddenly fell in the warm forest.

This snow that was like the snow peaks floating in the distance ignored the sudden burst of powerful forces and fell on the shoulders of a black-robed professor and penetrated into it.

Then all the bones in the black-robed professor's body made a burst sound at the same time, and the whole person was filled with blood, collapsed in a strange and fast posture.

A black-robed professor at Qingluan Academy who was detached from the world died instantly.

Blood beads bursting out from his body sputtered onto the face of a black-robed professor beside him. However, the black-robed professor, like the other silent and lonely professors and lecturers, had no change in the expression on his face.

A silver scorpion that was the size of a thumb slid down from his sleeve at this moment, as if it was sinking into the water, and easily drilled into the soil below.

At the same time, the sound of trees breaking rapidly came from the side of a black-robed lecturer. A ghost-faced spider larger than a human appeared in front of the black-robed lecturer and began to spit constantly. Countless thin threads instantly dispersed in the air, forming webs.

At the same time, many visible weapons and invisible weapons descended to the woods, and some transparent flying blades and crossbow arrows with various strange lusters were tearing the spider webs that were extremely tough.

A bright sword light with a little crazy aura flew out of the forest.

At the same time, the darkness of the five fingers quickly enveloped the already boiling forest.

Various strange sounds sounded in the dark forests, and under the Qingluan Academy sky, which was as sapphire as clear as sapphire, it seemed inexplicably sad.

After a long time, the sound has not stopped.

There was a black-robed professor with disheveled hair, looking extremely tired, and bloodshot at the corner of his mouth was the first to walk out of the dark edge.

A flying sword flew out of the darkness, and with a sneer, it fell to his side, and was nailed to the soil. However, the professor with long black hair, with long black hair, did not look at the flying sword beside him, but raised his head and looked at the sky above.

In the blue sky like gems, there are white clouds and a crane flying by.

The crane was not a life-long crane, but a wooden crane that could carry several people, was engraved with runes, and at this moment the runes were shining.

"It turns out that the divine wood Feihe of the Tiangong system has really been made."

The professor with black hair and black robe smiled tiredly, and looked at the mysterious crane flying towards the shortest mountain, and exclaimed Yuxin's admiration.

...

Among the shortest mountain peaks, there is a courtyard like a small courtyard hidden among the clean ginkgo forests.

The most powerful Tang Zangqian in the past, Nangong Mo, was wearing a courtyard robe with silver stars embroidered on the collar and cuffs. He set a fire in Qingluan Academy to enter the Sihe Courtyard in the Ginkgo Forest.

Now, Vice President Xia, Gu Xinyin and Xiao Mingxuan are all in this small courtyard.

There were also Bian Linghan, Jiang Xiaoyi, Meng Bai, Li Kaiyun, Qin Xiyue and others, who were also in this courtyard, but they were all gathered in a room, shocked, not knowing what was happening in the college today.

The wooden crane with the light of runes on its body fell into the ginkgo forest. A hunchbacked old man who was as old as Vice President Xia and had completely drooped his eyes, and three other black-robed lecturers and professors including Xu Shengmo walked into the courtyard.

The hunchbacked old man was already very old, but the breath on his body was like mountains and seas, just breathing slowly, and the clouds above the entire courtyard were affected and fluctuated continuously.

He looked at the ordinary courtyard as if no one was around, his eyes fell on Bian Linghan and others in the inner room, and then on Vice President Xia, sighing softly: "Old Xia, is this group of students really worthy of your attention?"

Vice President Xia's eyes passed through half of the courtyard and fell calmly on the hunchbacked old man, saying slowly: "This is a dynasty, which came into being. What kind of achievements a person has is not just about his personal ability, but also whether he is in an era of unchanging or at the forefront of the limelight. Every generation of our Qingluan Academy has many outstanding students, just like Changsun Wujiang's generation, especially Changsun Wujiang, I also believe that he can change a lot of things, but he still died in Biluoling. Now these young people are nothing to you, but in my opinion, they are the hopes of the future of the academy and the empire."

"I never believe in so-called opportunities."

The hunchbacked old man sneered: "I never think that that person is the so-called luck, an era. I only know that Changsun Wujiang is still dead."

Vice President Xia shook his head and said, "The emperor doesn't understand. He thinks we don't think we will consider him, but you should understand that I have sent the most important person in our mind to protect him personally. I have already protected him personally. I have put our destiny and his destiny together. Lin Xi can still live because of Jiang Yuer, a new year that is not worthy of your attention."

"You don't believe in opportunities, but in such an era, there happened to be such a person who appeared in our Qingluan Academy. This is the opportunity for our Qingluan Academy." Vice President Xia smiled and slowly added: "Among this group of students, there are Fengxing people who have not appeared for a long time, those who can control the vitality of heaven and earth, those who are meticulous as a hair, and those who are innocent and enthusiastic... This is all the will of heaven, and it comes into being, not by chance."

"Such people should not exist in this world."

The hunched old man's eyelids twitched and said coldly: "Everyone in the world may think that the so-called talent for gods is something that is the mirror and water, but you and I have followed Dean Zhang to guard the Falling Star Mausoleum, so I know very well how terrible Dean Zhang is, and I also know very well what some of the thoughts of Dean Zhang are. In recent years at Qingluan Academy, Dean Zhang has made the imperial power less like the imperial power..."

"So you must do it." Vice President Xia interrupted the hunchbacked old man: "I'm so anxious to do it."

"You have concealed it very well, but after all, Lin Xi still has the cultivation level of the national rank. Even if he can kill an opponent like Xu Qiubai, it is still a monster. It is because Xu Qiubai is an arrow master, a great national archer who does not know how to fight melee, and a great national rank who is really good at melee combat, he is probably not an opponent. In this world, he is still very weak and can still die easily. But if he reaches the holy level, only a very small number of people in this world can kill him. If you want to kill him, you don't know how difficult it is. So you are right, and you are also sure that the faster I take action, the better. Because the faster I take action, the weaker he becomes." The hunchbacked old man looked at Vice President Xia and said sarcastically: "You are just worried that we will deal with you. There is nothing in this small courtyard. What else can you use to stop us?"

Vice President Xia glanced at him and sighed, "Nangong Mo can hide for so long and be here must be your arrangement."

The hunchbacked old man smiled and didn't say anything.

"No matter what, this is just a matter in the college. Why do you involve outsiders? Why do you have to shed so much blood?" Vice President Xia looked at him with confidence, shook his head and said, "And this courtyard is really not as you imagined, there is nothing."
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