Chapter 113: First
The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!
As the saying goes, no one is wrong for a young man.
Although after recalling it, it will feel a pain in the egg, but no one is young and frivolous, when he feels that he is unique in the world, and delusionally can save the world.
so cool.
Qiao Wan's eyes were bright.
She is also a time-travel girl. Although dressing like a girl is a bit sad and painful, who is not the protagonist of her life?
The temperature of the old sword spread through the fabric all the way to her chest, as if to remind her that she still had the blood and passion in her heart.
Although it has only been two or three hours since she woke up, the brief glimpse in the history scrolls had made her fall in love with this academy and the sect philosophy of "injustice will be heard".
Small injustices in the chest can be eliminated by alcohol, and great injustices in the world cannot be eliminated without swords.
Seeing Qiao Wan's reaction, the middle-aged cultivator raised the corners of his lips without a trace.
He knew that the "girl" in front of him could not resist the temptation brought by this sword and this academy.
Excited and excited, she put down the "Wen Si Xingzhu" in her arms with difficulty. Qiao Wan's boiling heart calmed down for a second or two, and asked a question that had been haunting her since just now.
"Excuse the junior to speak bluntly, the senior asked the junior to be the mountain chief, what exactly did he ask the junior to do?"
"What to do?" Li Juing replied calmly, "Revitalize the Injustice Academy."
"Otherwise, be more specific." The man raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Qiao Wan's face.
An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Qiao Wan's heart.
The man took a deep look at Qiao Wan, raised the corners of his lips, and the mustache on the corners of his lips also shook.
"Go through Kunshan."
In an instant, the whole house fell silent.
Qiao Wan stammered and asked, "Pre... Senior, am I right?"
Did she just hear something incredible about the target.
The middle-aged monk didn't seem very happy: "What is your expression?"
Qiao Wan: ... more than shocking, shocking my mother.
A few qi into the body, a few qi training, a foundation and a Nascent Soul, who gave you the courage to go over Kunshan!
Liang Jing O? !
"Kunshan is now the leader of the righteous path, and there are various factions. Who doesn't want to overthrow Kunshan's own position," Li Ju raised his eyebrows, "What? To do or not to do?"
Qiao Wan stiffened for a second: "Is it too late to go back now?"
"What do you say?"
Qiao Wan: "...do I have a choice?"
Li Juing's voice was light: "The blood contract is signed by you."
This means that we are not forcing you.
Although it was a bit shameful to sign a blood contract when someone was seriously injured and dying and his consciousness was blurred. But Li Juan was a pragmatist, the middle-aged cultivator changed his face to a more comfortable position and sat down quietly, waiting for Qiao Wan's answer.
She will not refuse.
Qiao Wan lowered her head and glanced at Wen Si Xingzhu in her arms.
"Okay," Qiao Wan took a deep breath, "I'll do it."
Going through Kunshan, although this goal is a bit lofty, it hurts a bit. But it's more realistic than letting her go and slash whoever and whoever now. Moreover, the goals are too lofty, the years of achievement are long, and the room for manoeuvre is large.
Isn't it just to go over Kunshan?
Thinking of the white-haired, cold-eyed ex-Master Zhou Yan in memory.
When Qiao Wan gritted her teeth, she was full of pride.
"I do!"
When the mountain chief was inaugurated, Li sentenced a sound transmission and summoned all the Confucian scholars in the academy.
A group of Confucian scholars, dressed in white robes, stood neatly in front of Qiao Wan, like the freshest cabbage in the field.
But seeing Qiao Wan, everyone is a little suspicious of life.
"Is this the head of our academy?"
Just this little white face?
"There is a big injustice... ah, no, it would be good if the mountain chief is willing to come. What kind of great powers like Sword Immortals and Demon Emperors are you expecting to come to us?"
"This is too thin." One of the Confucian Xiu rubbed his chin, "I will kill a chicken and make up for the mountain chief. Anyway, it is not the card of our academy."
all in all.
Some families are happy, some are sad, some are satisfied, some are dissatisfied, but there is always a big grievance... Shanchang is not.
The girl in green clothes has a green waist, blinking her eyes with a look of surprise: "Hey! Our academy has finally grown!"
Now that he has served as the head of the injustice academy, he must have a general grasp of the academy.
"Don't worry, Chief, all these things are covered by me!"
Green waist slapped his chest firmly, turned his head and ran out of the house. When he came back, he held a stack of yellowed books in his hands.
Snapped!
He put the stack of books directly in front of Qiao Wan.
"This is the book and name book of the academy."
The ideal of "Going through Kunshan" is very lofty, but the reality is very skinny.
Qiao Wan opened the account book and the name book, and his heart suddenly burst.
Lingshi, almost nothing.
Academy disciples: 11
Disciples during Qi practice: 10
Foundation-building stage disciples: 1
Gold Medal: 0
Elder Yuanying: 1
She just definitely heard the words "take a dick"!
Qiao Wan's mouth twitched, is she still too late to kidnap Gan Nan?
Some poor monks, with an idea, decided to embark on the road of breaking the law.
If you compare the journey through Kunshan to the Long March, looking at the pitiful spiritual stones on the account book and the pitiful ten disciples, the first step of the Long March is a painful question.
"On the Fa conference." Li sentence Shen Sheng pointed out a clear path and the first small goal to Qiao Wan.
The first small goal is to be famous at the Three Religions Dharma Conference.
Green waist: "If you want to revitalize the academy, you must first let the cultivation world know that there is an academy like ours."
Qiao Wan: "How many disciples in the academy are going to participate in this three-religion seminar."
One of the disciples, Zheng Wenliang, rushes to answer, "You are the Chief of the Mountain!"
Qiao Wan was taken aback: "Me?"
"Yes," Zheng Wenliang gave a sad expression of "please allow sadness", "you are the only one, the chief of the mountain."
Li Juan added calmly: "There are only three days left before the three religions conference. The most urgent task is to resolve your demonic energy first."
"Come here." Li Juing stood up.
"I'll take you to see the library of the academy."
The so-called academy library building is actually two extremely shabby thatched huts.
Although Buping Academy is a little run down, and this generation can only be reduced to living in the mustard space, but it is also a sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years and attaches great importance to the education of its disciples. Two rooms are used as a library.
The collection of books in these two huts is indeed rich.
Li Ping introduced her to the past one by one.
"The first room, when you have nothing to do, you can go in and have a look."
"As for this second room," Li Ju said, "this room can only be read after your cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul Stage."
It's a bit like a fairy tale, you can't read the story of that room, but Qiao Wan is not as curious as the protagonist of the story.
Walking and jumping in the world of comprehension, the first rule of survival is that curiosity killed the cat.
What's more, you can't eat a fat man in one breath. Although the ancient books and Taoist books hidden in other huts are not very subtle, for Qiao Wan, they are already unexpected joys.
Qiao Wan asked: "Senior, is there really a way to defuse the devil for me?"
Li Juing: "Although the academy is small, it has also played against Demon Realm."
"These." The man walked into the first thatched hut, stopped, looked up at the bookcase in front of him, "These are the Taoist books that were preserved back then."
This bookcase is no different from the bookcase in the mortal world. A book is neatly arranged, and it can be seen that it is well cared for.
"Back then, the academy also captured several demon cultivators, and seized a lot of magic tools and magic books from the demon realm."
The middle-aged cultivator stepped to the bookshelf and pulled out one of the dilapidated magic books: "It's this one."
Li Juing: "This is the magic book that teaches you to suppress demonic energy."
Qiao Wan took the book and glanced at it.
It's a bit like a "primary school textbook" that teaches young demons how to control demonic energy.
"Suppressing the demonic energy is worse than blocking it. The demonic energy is hostile energy. It is the first chapter of desire: hope." Li Juing suddenly said, "Chapter one of desire: hope is not shameful, it depends on how you use it."
"Those who are controlled by desire are idiots." Li Juing said solemnly, "But if you can use desire, Chapter 1: Hope, it might become your driving force."
"There is no killing sword, I don't know where I am going, it is useless."
"How to make this "Chapter 1 of Desire: Hope" for your own use is the first thing that all new-born demons must learn."
As he spoke, the aura around the man seemed to have also changed.
Qiao Wan looked up and froze in place.
The man was dressed in blue cloth, his eyebrows were as sharp as knives, and the two swords behind him, one black and one white, were clearly distinguished, and the sharp sword intent could be seen through the scabbard.
Cold, ruthless, practical.
This is law practice.
After pinching the page tightly, Qiao Wan simply sat down cross-legged in this hut.
Seeing her on the road, Li Juing nodded slightly, with a relieved expression in his eyes, turned around and walked out of the hut, leaving Qiao Wan to ponder on her own.
In the evening, the green waist and the other scholars seemed to have thought of something, and rushed to the thatched hut. The green-robed girl "snapped" off the communication jade slip on her waist and patted it on the table.
"Captain! Look at it!"
The jade slip has large ink characters, which are very eye-catching. The title is [Discuss who can win between Lu Cixian and Fang Lingqing]
Fang Lingqing? The ten-day appointment on Lisheng Peak!
Qiao Wan's heart froze suddenly, and she immediately remembered the appointment that she had thrown 108,000 miles away.
Lu Yao's eyes were wide and round: "If I remember correctly, Chief Shan, your name is Lu Cixian, right?"
It is quite common for all schools and sects to compete, but it was specially chosen to sign up for the Three Religions Dharma Conference. On the day when there were the most people, the competition was a bit interesting, which means that Fang Lingqing was determined to restore the The shame of being "humiliated" on Lee Sang Peak.
This time, there were not only elite disciples from various sects, but also a group of onlookers who were watching and studying. No matter how the situation in the cultivation world changed, gossip would always be on the front line.
For the first battle of the Three Religions Dharma Conference, the onlookers poured in great enthusiasm one after another.
[There is no news from Lu Cixian these days. Did this fellow Lu Daoist escape? 】
[This fellow Daoist said cautiously, I am not sure where Fellow Daoist Lu is in retreat and practice. 】
[This is the third day to the last. No matter how much you cultivate, there should be some movement. There is still no movement. It is estimated that this fellow Daoist Lu will not be able to come that day. 】
If you say that the ten-day appointment with Fang Lingqing before, you will lose if you lose, but now it is different. Now she has the title of the head of the injustice academy on her head, if the head of the mountain loses to other disciples.
Qiao Wan raised her eyes: "I..."
A bunch of Confucian scholars in front of them all made a gesture of killing themselves with tears in their eyes and wiping their necks.
Joey: …
Being caught off guard and shouldering a heavy burden, Qiao Wan lowered her head in shame, and was attracted by the next headline.
The next title is [Disciples and elders of various sects of the Fa Conference Reveal the Secrets! 】
A little open, a picture suddenly jumped out.
Zheng Wenliang: "Ah, this is the Hall Master Ma of Kunshan's Hall of Fame!"
The man in the image, with half of his left arm missing, and half of his right foot cut off neatly, is sitting in a wheelchair with half of his disfigured face on his side.
Attach a line of small print below the image.
[Who doesn't know how cruel the master of the horse hall in Kunshan is! This is the first-hand image I took at the risk of death! I almost didn't come back next time! QAQ]
Followed by a shameless start to reward.
[I beg all fellow Daoists to reward Lingshi, so as to soothe Xiaodao's wounded heart. 】
The man in the image, nestled in a wheelchair, freezes at the moment when he raises his eyes.
The picture is blurry, and the eyes are gloomy and chilling.
There is · murder · gas!
Sure enough, the melon eaters on the jade slip were shocked.
[This fellow Daoist is really brave! 】
[Ma Huaizhen also came to the conference? 】
[To be the referee. This time, it seems that Kunshan specially sent Ma Huaizhen to come over to support him. 】
Noticing that Qiao Wan was silent, Lu Yao asked, "The mountain chief has also heard of Ma Huaizhen?"
Qiao Wan: ...more than I've heard of it, it's almost too familiar.
"Ah, I heard that although this Hall Master Ma is a bit cruel, he is very short-guarded. He is a good person." Lv Yao smiled and said, "That...that Qiao Wan? The one who overturned Kunshan and Moyu? From After jumping off the Taixu Peak, Ma Huaizhen and Anbu's disciples searched for more than ten days, and their eyes were all red. Three days later, for the Fa discussion, Hall Master Ma will definitely be there."
Qiao Wan's heart twitched suddenly, and she continued to swipe down silently.
Another image came into view unexpectedly.
This one is a big close-up.
The man in the photo was sitting on a high platform and speaking, with dark blue hair hanging down to his waist.
The Buddha's eyebrows swept away, and the audience was silent.
There are also "threads" below, and they are heartbroken.
Afraid that Qiao Wan would not understand, Lu Yao pointed at the jade slip to help explain: "I heard that Venerable Miaofa will also be present this time."
"The Venerable Miaofa has been in retreat for so many years. It stands to reason that he will not show up this time, but he suddenly changed his mind and said that he was going to leave."
"However, this dharma discussion meeting was originally held in Jiuyue Mountain, and it is impossible for Venerable Miaofa to speak out."
Zheng Wenqiang asked curiously, "Hey, Mountain Chief, don't you know the Great Hall of Light? Have you ever seen Venerable Master of the Wonderful Law?"
The refreshing anger sounded in his ears.
"Nie Barrier! Stop now, it's still too late!"
Qiao Wan quickly slid down quickly and ruthlessly!
She didn't see anything!
Further back.
It's the juniors.
"Lone Sword" Xie Xingzhi, "Canglang Sword" Meng Canglang, "Zhaohai Fairy" Baishan Lake.
These are all popular candidates to win the Fa conference.
This Dharma discussion session...is really a turbulent event, a big show.
While closing the jade slip, Qiao Wan also silently made a decision.
Be sure to cover your vest! ! Otherwise, there is only one dead end! !
The problem is, there are only three days left.
During these ten days, Fang Lingqing must have been cultivating with all his strength.
What can you do in three days?
In order to restore the glory of Inequality Academy, whether it is too late, start training now, girl!
To this end, Zheng Wenliang killed a chicken with tears and stewed a bowl of soup for Qiao Wan to express his condolences.
Before leaving, the young man turned his head, stuck his head out of the door frame, and glanced at Chicken Soup reluctantly.
Joey: …
Zheng Wenliang: …
The young man coughed awkwardly and made a gesture of encouragement: "Shan Changchong! Fuck him!"
Qiao Wan lowered her head and glanced at the chicken soup. Just as she picked up the spoon, Zheng Wenliang's affectionate gaze was in her eyes. Holding the spoon, she couldn't bear to speak for a long time.
This kindness of Tang also quickly helped Qiao Wan enter the interior of the Injustice Academy and officially established the status of the mountain chief.
After drinking this bowl of soup, everyone is a comrade who shares the blessings and shares the difficulties!
The happiness of the poor is as simple as that.
Wiping his mouth, Qiao Wan washed his hands and glanced at Wen Si Xingzhu, who was resting beside his legs, before he crossed his legs into silence.
She was upset and angry.
It is too far to go to Kunshan.
Qiao Wan rubbed the Bodhizi hair accessories in her sleeves and thought for a while.
This time, she wanted to go through the Shandao Academy, and then tied Lu Dechang to bring Cen Qingyou back!
But the premise is that you cover your vest.