Chapter 3739 Meeting an old friend in the academy

Latest website: Tianmu and Venerable Nirvana are visiting in secret, and only a few gods of the undead blood clan know about it.

The Immortal God of War and the God of Blood Jue came out to greet them.

As the new master of the clan, the Blood God of War invited these three most powerful figures in the hell world to a Bloodwing Temple for a secret discussion.

Not long after, the old patriarch walked into the temple in neat clothes. He was full of energy, not at all depressed, and laughed loudly: "Tianma, long time no see. You haven't changed at all in these years, you are still so young. Before I die, I will be able to see you once in this life." That’s enough!”

Tian Lao glanced at the Immortal God of War and said: "I heard that your lifespan has dried up, and the five gods and humans will decline, so I came here to see you off on your last journey. There are not many people alive in our era!"

The old patriarch was overjoyed, but he didn't expect Tianmu to actually remember him and even make a special trip to the Immortal Vampire Clan.

For a moment, I didn’t want to die at all!

But thinking that he was no match for destiny and would soon turn into withered bones, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and he couldn't help but cry bitterly.

If he had not seen Tianmu, he could have faced death calmly, with a calm mind and no fear.

Only after seeing it did I realize how terrifying death is.

The Immortal God of War asked Tianmu to help him. He originally hoped that the old patriarch could die peacefully before his death, but he didn't expect that it would have the opposite effect.

Xue Jue War God did not expect that the old patriarch would cry at such an old age. He coughed twice and said: "There are outsiders here. Even if you are moved in your heart, there is no need to cry."

"Leave me alone?"

The old patriarch gave the Blood Jue War God a bad mouth, but gradually he wiped away his tears. With the support of the Blood Jue War God, he sat on a chair and talked about the past with the Immortal War God and Tian Lao.

Half an hour later, the Immortal God of War and Tian Lao walked out of the temple.

The Immortal God of War said: "I will definitely do what I promised you. People like Kuilianghuang should have been cleaned up long ago. But we have to wait until we send him away!"

"Why don't you take him to the Temple of Destiny with you? A clan leader like him will die vigorously instead of dying in obscurity in silence," Tianmu said.

The Immortal God of War understood what Tianmu meant.

Tianmu hoped that the old patriarch could use his dying body to self-explode his divine source and severely damage the powerful enemy.

This does not mean that Tianmu is cold-blooded!

After all, if she was really cold-blooded and ruthless, she would have mentioned it in front of the old patriarch just now, and the old patriarch would definitely not reject her.

The old guy has been secretly in love with Tianmu all his life, and he will never marry, and he will not even have any descendants.

From the distant look of a passionate young man to his infatuation until his death, I have looked at Luozu Yunshan Realm from afar so many times.

One glance and a million years!

Time makes people grow old, and the vast seas dry up and turn into mulberry fields. Only Grandma Tian’s face remains unchanged, and her life is like a big dream!

The Immortal God of War looked at the sky and sighed: "He will not go! I know him. When he is dying, he will pass on all his lifelong cultivation to Xue Jue. In his heart, except for you, Xue Jue is more important than Xue Jue. Everything. Perhaps, the blood must be heavier!"

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Tianren Academy, located in the hinterland of Xiniu Hezhou, was a Confucian and Taoist holy place founded by the second Confucian Patriarch in the holy world at that time. At its peak, saints from all over the world came to worship one after another. Countless gods sat under the pines and bamboos and listened to the sermons of Confucian ancestors, and the sound of books was read loudly every day.

In a few tribulations, the academy was destroyed and reduced to ruins.

The area where the academy is located has broken mountains, countless deep valleys, and thousands of miles of desert. Many of the destructive traces cannot be repaired to this day.

However, the place that could be favored by the Second Confucian Ancestor is naturally the place where the divine veins gather. The beauty of the sky and the earth are beautiful, and the cultivation environment is one of a kind. Moreover, deep in the ruins of the academy, you can occasionally find Confucian classics, which are of endless benefit to the cultivation of spiritual power.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly.

The blue sky is filled with cotton-like white clouds.

A green carriage, pulled by nine white cranes, flew from the sky and landed outside the broken mountain gate of Tianren Academy.

One man and three women got out of the car one after another.

Zhang Ruochen is dressed in a green shirt and wearing a turban on his head. He can be described as a jade-faced god, with a dash of elegance in his heroic demeanor.

He looked up along the long gravel path and could see many ancient wooden buildings hidden among the branches and leaves.

The gravel path winds up, with green jade-like liquid bamboo growing on both sides. The breeze blows gently, and the bamboo leaves flutter. Under the sunshine, it creates a very peaceful mood.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It's strange. Didn't it mean that the Tianren Academy was occupied by evil cultivators from the world? Why can't you feel the evil spirit here at all?"

"Father, look!" Zhang Yuyan said.

Zhang Ruochen looked away.

"Heavenly Mansion!"

Next to the mountain gate, there are four blood-red words engraved on a blue-gray boulder.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, and divine light fell down, obliterating the four blood inscriptions on the boulder.

The boulder then exploded.

"Wow!"

At the mountain gate, a translucent formation light curtain emerged.

"Bold, who dares to break into the Mansion of Heaven, Man and Evil?"

A dozen or so evil cultivators in the Great Sage realm rushed out from the formation light curtain.

Some of them look like humans, some have human bodies and animal heads, some are ferocious birds, and some are angels... However, they have one thing in common, they are all bald, including ferocious birds and angels.

There are also ring scars on his bald head.

Nalan Danqing released his divine power, and his body was filled with rays of light, forming a substantial spatial pressure.

A group of evil cultivators were forced to retreat by the divine power.

"It's a god. Go and invite the Vulture God!" said a great sage from the Thousand Questions Realm.

Immediately, the two great saints with human bodies and animal heads hurriedly retreated into the formation light curtain and disappeared at the end of the gravel path.

The Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm fought against Shenwei with all his strength. His eyes wandered over Nalan Danqing, Luo Shuihan, and Zhang Yuyan. He saw that they were highly cultivated, and each of them wore Confucianism Yun. In addition, they were unparalleled in the world. Her beauty obviously has a great background.

As for Zhang Ruochen, his aura has completely become invisible, and he is no different from an ordinary person.

"This is an important place in the world. I wonder who these people are?" The Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm asked bravely.

Nalan Danqing, Luo Shuihan, and Zhang Yuyan all have calm and quiet personalities. They have been cultivating in the Kunlun world all year round. They live in seclusion and rarely come to heaven. It is normal for these evil cultivators not to know them.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "You don't even know me?"

A bald angel stared at Zhang Ruochen's face, his expression suddenly changed, he walked next to the great sage of Qianwenjing and spoke in a low voice.

Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to pay attention to them. At his current height, there was no need to argue with a group of great saints.

Point it out with one finger and break through the formation light curtain.

He took the three girls along the gravel path.

The defensive formation here was set up by the gods of the world, but it was broken with a single finger.

What kind of cultivation is this?

The great sage from the Thousand Questions Realm instantly confirmed Zhang Ruochen's identity. He felt cold all over his body. His legs were weak and painful, and he wanted to kneel down on the ground.

The bald angel knelt down directly and said: "Great Elder Ruochen, you must not break in. There is a noble man in the evil house... Tianren Academy. You must not disturb him."

When the other great sage evil cultivators learned that the man in front of them was Zhang Ruochen, they all knelt on one knee and their bodies trembled.

This is the man who killed all the Fengxian Cult Leaders!

To them, Zhang Ruochen is the strongest person in the universe, just like the gods, who can determine the life and death of gods with just one word. What's more, they?

The Great Vulture led three Heaven-Building Realm gods and seven false gods to come in a hurry. However, after seeing Zhang Ruochen walking on the gravel path, these majestic evil gods immediately gasped like a mouse seeing a cat. , immediately stepped aside and saluted respectfully.

"Meet Elder Ruochen!"

"Great Elder, it's not that we want to continue to occupy Tianren Academy, there is really another hidden agenda."

"We know that Tianren Academy is the holy land of Kunlun Realm in Heaven. We have wanted to leave for a long time, and we are willing to take out the sacred stones to make amends. No matter how many sacred stones we have, we will give them."

"Great Elder, please give me a way out. You see, we have all ordained and become monks. From now on, we will definitely change our ways, do good deeds, and make up for our past mistakes."

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These evil gods had already heard about the fate of the gods of the Fengxian Sect, and when they saw Zhang Ruochen coming to Tianren Academy, they were naturally frightened.

Zhang Ruochen walked past them without saying a word and appeared outside a wooden building.

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

Da Sikong and Er Sikong rushed out of a bookstore and ran towards Zhang Ruochen with great joy.

Zhang Ruochen had noticed their auras a long time ago and said with a smile: "Why did you two come to Tianren Academy and shave the heads of all the evil cultivators in the world?"

Er Sikong was as skinny as a monkey, with skin as black as charcoal. He clasped his hands together and said seriously: "Reporting to Uncle Master, this is Master Can Deng's intention. Yesterday, Master Can Deng told them that they will have a disaster tomorrow. If they don't become a monk, they will do good deeds." If you accumulate virtue, you may not be able to escape death.”

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes.

This Master Can Deng is so powerful. Did you expect that he would come to Tianren Academy today?

Da Sikong's face was as white and round as a big cake, and he said: "Over the years, Master Can Deng has led us to trace the truth about the fall of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch. He said that this is where the Fourth Confucian Patriarch fell. land!"

"Take me to see the master!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Master Candeng comes from the infinitely distant frontier universe. As soon as he arrived in the hell realm, he went straight to the Divine Mountain of Destiny and took away the "Book of Destiny".

This kind of person's cultivation has reached an incomprehensible level, making him both respected and feared.

Master Can Deng is dressed in white monk robes. He is handsome and handsome. He looks like he is in his twenties, extremely young. He was sitting under an ancient golden-leaf pine in the courtyard of the study, holding half a scroll of residual paintings in his hand and studying it.

The painting seemed to have been burned, and many places were scorched black.

Under the leadership of Da Sikong and Er Sikong, Zhang Ruochen walked into the study courtyard.

Master Can Deng raised his head, showed a warm smile full of personality and charm, like the warm sun in winter, and said: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, please sit down!"

Zhang Ruochen stared at him for a moment, and was surprised to find that with his current level of cultivation, he could still not see through any power fluctuations or traces of heavenly secrets on his body, going deep into the deep pool, which was as big as the void.

terrible!

Hope they are friends rather than enemies.

Zhang Ruochen calmly and naturally sat down opposite Master Can Deng. Luo Shuihan, Nalan Danqing, Zhang Yuyan, Vulture Master and others walked in, but they all stayed in the distance.

They felt a terrifying aura from Zhang Ruochen and Can Deng. When the great god walked over, they were afraid that their souls would not be able to withstand the impact, and their spiritual will would be crushed and they would fall to their knees directly on the ground.

"Look at this!"

Can Deng handed the remaining painting in his hand to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen unfolded the remaining paintings.

The scroll is charred and tattered, but it contains complex and mysterious spiritual power lines inside.

Only by using the heart of truth can we discover the extraordinaryness of the residual paintings.

"This residual painting is the work of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch. The paper used for the scroll is very special, and... it was sealed with a mental power of level 90 or above."

Zhang Ruochen specifically searched for the fourth Confucian ancestor's posthumous works in the Kunlun world and saw more than ten pieces, so he made this judgment.

"This scroll of residual paintings was dug out from the depths of Tianren Academy and is very secretive. It should be the clue left by the Fourth Confucian Patriarch when he was about to die." Can Deng said.