Chapter 522 An old friend visits!

This cheerful mood also made the dean sigh with emotion, but there was a bit of heartache in his eyes. What a good child. If there is no ominous black sludge, why can't he try to set foot in the imperial realm in the future?

"well!"

A slight sigh.

The dean of the academy turned around and left: "Okay, I'll leave first. Call me if you need anything!"

"Wait!"

"Um?"

"I want some books!"

The dean of the academy was stunned. Would anyone else still be in the mood to study at this time? But when he saw that young man with bright eyes, he did not forget to study even at this moment, and his mood was clear, he couldn't help but feel more and more distressed, and rolled his sleeves. There is a stack of books placed on the bookshelf in the stone room.

"good!"

Chu Xun's eyes were bright.

At this moment.

His state of mind.

Unprecedented peace.

"read!"

“It’s finally settled!”

Holding a book in front of his eyes, Chu Xun's face showed gentleness and long-lost expectations. Ever since the life simulation, his mood has never been so relaxed. Ye Wushuang was like a mountain weighing on his heart, especially after hearing his words again and again. Fame, and now the mountain has finally fallen.

The place where saints attained enlightenment.

The mood is leisurely and contented.

Very comfortable.

Slowly flipping through the books, looking at the words on the record, he muttered softly: "The way to a university lies in being virtuous, being close to the people, and striving for the ultimate goodness!"

"Knowing that there is stillness can lead to concentration, calmness can lead to tranquility, tranquility can lead to tranquility, tranquility can lead to worry, and worry can lead to attainment. Things have their origin and end, and things have their end. If you know the order of things, you will get the shortest way."

Read the pronunciation aloud.

Passed leisurely.

And outside.

The old woman in the academy, the great Confucians, and the elderly all froze slightly when they heard the optimistic and leisurely scholars in the stone room. You must know that even if they were in Chu Xun's situation, they would be stirred up in their hearts. The waves are making it difficult to remain calm. After all, it is a strange and ominous thing that has no solution.

How could he...

So casual?

"This...!" Even the old woman was slightly stunned. She had lived a long time and thought she had seen through life and death. If she had known that her end was imminent, she would never have calmed down so easily, and immediately sighed: " He is worthy of being favored by the Twin Saints.”

An elderly man listened to this writing from a great scholar in the academy and sighed leisurely, saying: "I wouldn't be surprised if Chu Xun's normal life span is approaching, but he has only lived for a mere hundred years now. This It’s a pity if you don’t follow Confucianism!”

These great scholars.

Originally, there were still people who were hesitant about what Chu Xun should do next, but listening to the loud sound of reading and chanting made them forget their worries, and thought of when they were young and studying, and slowly looked over, their eyes revealed. Feeling, then silently turned and left.

Half a day later.

The sound of reading slowed down.

An article written by a great scholar.

After being read by Chu Xun.

I slowly understood the meaning of this scripture. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this scripture was so supreme that it could be recorded in the annals of history and be passed down through the ages.

then.

Get up slowly.

Come to the bookshelf.

Picked up another scripture.

Study slowly.

"The Qi of the emperor's sky is born from the bottom, the Qi of the earth is nourished above, the Qi of the five elements are mutually generated, and the Qi of the four seasons are connected with each other. All the people in the sky have the same nature, and their nature is good. All things are born, and all are indifferent. The nature of the earth is perfect, nourishing all things, and everything is included..." A scripture from Taoism was slowly read.

The dean of the academy knew that Chu Xun was well-read and was good at many kinds of Taoism. He was not just a Confucian cultivator, so the books he brought were not limited to Confucian classics, so Chu Xun could study them with confidence.

Read aloud.

Echoing slowly.

Dragon Field Holy Land.

Add a bit of popularity and Confucianism.

…

Of course.

Chu Xun woke up.

this matter.

Still spread quickly.

For example, the first group of people to arrive now are the ancestors of Jianzhou and the ancestors of the Wulin Alliance. As allies of Chu Xun, they pay special attention to Chu Xun. They have broken with the Qin Dynasty and clearly stand On the opposite side, if Chu Xun died prematurely, it would be a blow to them, so they were naturally concerned about Chu Xun's condition.

"How is he?"

After arriving at the academy, the ancestors of the Wulin League in Jianzhou quickly asked the dean of the academy.

"You'll find out after you go and see it!" The dean of the Academy led the Jianzhou ancestor forward. In the past, this area was a forbidden area, but today is a rare exception, allowing the Wulin Alliance ancestor and alliance leader Cao Chong to enter this place. Before the group approached the Longchang Holy Land, they heard the sound of Lang Lang reading.

There is clear air in the sky.

Rise slowly.

"Uh-huh!"

No matter it is Cao Chong.

Still an ancestor.

Eyes lit up.

"Is everything okay?" There was joy on their faces.

The dean of the academy shook his head slightly, with only a serious look on his face.

As they went further, they crossed a forest and saw an open space outside the stone room. There was a scholar in blue shirt, with his back to them, his back straight, accompanied by fresh air, facing the sun, reading gently. Study the scriptures slowly.

"Chu Xun!"

Wulin Alliance Cao Chong was overjoyed.

I thought.

Ji's Curse.

Not that good either!

"Slow down!" The dean of the academy took a step forward, stopped Cao Chong, and said slowly in a complicated tone: "Feel his state again!"

"hold head high?"

Cao Chong of Wulin League looked middle-aged, with stubble, showing a bit of wildness, but also a loyal and honest face. He looked at it with a little confusion. As he realized it, he couldn't help but take a breath, like a frightened cat, retreating in fear, his face turned pale in an instant, and he said in horror: "That black ominous?"

"Yeah!"

The dean of the academy nodded silently.

The beast of time and space.

Black sludge.

How can it be so easily resolved? Its essence is still dark and ominous, and it has penetrated Chu Xun's whole body and even soul. If it weren't for this holy place of reading, and relying on the righteousness in his body, this weirdness would have eroded his mind even more, changing his character, making him cruel and bloodthirsty, and finally turning into a demon who only knows how to kill.

Although the clear air suppressed it.

It has never been resolved.

"Brother Cao!" Chu Xun also put down the book, turned around slowly, looked at his old friend, and the slightly old but extremely generous old man, bowed slightly, and saluted: "Chu Xun greets the old senior!"

The smile on the face of the Jianzhou ancestor was also frozen there, with loss and bitterness in his eyes. Listening to the sound of Lang Lang reading, he thought Chu Xun had survived the catastrophe, but he didn't expect it to be like this. A more intense ominousness was beside him, and wisps of black air overflowed from his body. It was the most brutal and murderous representative.

Affecting the mind.

Trying to get into other people's bodies.

But suppressed by the righteousness here.

"You...!" Cao Chong was about to say something but stopped. The ominousness overflowing from Chu Xun made him dare not approach at all. He even doubted how such a weird and evil breath did not affect Chu Xun.

"He has the luck of Confucianism, and he is suppressed in the holy land of the academy, Longchang, and the ancestral land of enlightenment. He can temporarily make his mind empty and not fall into the evil!" The dean of the academy also sighed.

The ancestor of Jianzhou was relieved. No wonder Confucianism was so ruthless for a kid from another state. If he had the luck of Confucianism, everything would be clear. But what made him complicated was that God gave him the best seedling but also gave him such a disaster. It really shouldn't be called a favor or a destruction.

Cao Chong also looked at the dean of the academy, meaning can he survive?

That strong ominous feeling.

And the gradually fading vitality.

He couldn't see a glimmer of hope.

He also suddenly understood why the Ji family and the Qin Dynasty retreated so decisively.

"Alas!"

The dean of the academy sighed, he didn't know, and said in a complicated way: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go outside and talk!"

"Okay!"

The ancestor of the Wulin League nodded.

There were many doubts in his heart.

He also wanted to ask this dean.

After they turned and left.

In this dense forest.

The sound of reading came again.

Slowly echoing.

The voice was calm, without any worries about being tainted with weirdness and ominousness. The slowly reciting scriptures made people forget for a moment that this was a genius who could die at any time, and they only thought that there was a great scholar reciting scriptures behind the dense forest.

"Alas!"

A slight regret.

In the woods.

Another sigh.

Looking up.

The old Taoist priest from Daozhou also came here at some point, and he also heard the conversation just now. He sighed and said: "There is no spiritual energy fluctuation in the body. Only relying on big medicine to prolong vitality, it is no doubt useless!"

The dean of the academy was also silent.

This point.

How could he not know.

The vitality in the body was swallowed by the weird and ominous black sludge, and the meager spiritual energy absorbed became a tribute. At this time, Chu Xun was no different from an ordinary person. This situation was no different from being useless.

This turned the expectation in their hearts into disappointment. Even though they had a little bit of luck before coming, now seeing Chu Xun's state, that bit of luck was completely gone. After staying for a short time, the two left a big medicine and then left.

...

...

Next.

Chu Xun's friends.

Arrived one after another.

Some were curious about his situation.

Some were worried about his situation.

Like just now.

The Palace Master of Chenzhou Dao Palace.

Wang Chong of Shenxiao Sect.

The Grand Priest of Zhisheng Dao Palace.

Even his admirers, Wu Zhenjun, Huo Nu, Yang Yiyi and others came to visit. Seeing that supreme legendary figure, now in an embarrassing situation of dying, they felt mixed emotions in their hearts, both complicated and angry, and deeply powerless. Even this person was robbed, what could they do?

After these people left.

Another wave of people.

Jian Qingzhu.

Wang Ye.

Li Sheng.

Gu Dongliu.

The Palace Master of Huangtian Palace.

The group members of Jie Xin Ling gathered here. When they came here and saw the gentle figure in green shirt in front of them, they all smiled brightly and were happy from the bottom of their hearts. Even though they knew the situation before coming, they still laughed loudly after arriving.

This is the friendship between group members.

Wang Ye saw Chu Xun's current state and felt sad. He felt sad from his heart, but he saw the gentle smile on the face of the figure in green shirt. The sad emotion turned into a smile with sadness. After a break in laughter, the group slowly sat cross-legged again.

Chu Xun was outside the stone room.

They were in the dense forest.

Keep a certain distance.

This is a necessary process for any guest who comes to see. Chu Xun's body has been overflowing with ominous black fog from time to time, as if he has intelligence to look for people around, but it is wiped out by the righteousness of this place. It is like a prison that locks Chu Xun there.

"Nothing happened in Huangzhou!"

After everyone sat down, the Palace Master of the Huangtian Palace looked at him and said with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, and said with emotion: "Young people have grown up too fast. Your disciples are enough to support the beams and carry the sky. The current Huangtian Palace The state is well governed in their hands!”

Chu Xun nodded happily.

These disciples.

It also counts.

Subsequently.

He also talked about some parents' selfishness.

Jian Qingzhu talked about the childhood sweetheart she had known since childhood, and her words also revealed that the two were going to become partners or get married soon, and would invite everyone to a wedding banquet.

Lisheng was aware of his recent state and was preparing to practice in the academy for a while. As for where he would go in the future, he still didn't know. He was a little confused, but he was hopeful.

Wang Ye and Gu Dongliu also talked about the current situation respectively, complaining, complaining, but also feeling relieved. They gathered together to communicate and unknowingly forgot about the time. They raised one glass after another of the wine glasses in their hands, and the wine was also flowing. Pot after pot was drank, and the sun and moon changed even more, and several people forgot all the exchanges.

A few days passed unknowingly, and several people seemed to have forgotten the ominous nature of Chu Xun. They chatted briefly about their parents, cultivation, and interesting things about Jiuzhou, and burst into laughter from time to time.

only.

There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever.

A group of people sit here.

There was a brief silence following the words.

This exchange has also come to an end.

"I'm leaving!" When the group stood up, their faces were still lonely. They broke away from the joyful atmosphere and looked at the elegant young man in green clothes who was always a distance away from them. The disappointment in their hearts bloomed to the extreme. The breath of rotten wood is constantly devouring life force.

"Um!"

Chu Xun nodded.

Wave.

Say goodbye to these old friends.

…

"Buzz!"

After they left, a cruel and ferocious evil suddenly rushed into his heart, making his clear and gentle eyes instantly turn scarlet, and his cheeks became ferocious, like a cruel devil, but this state only lasted. His breath was suppressed by him, and his eyes returned to clarity.

He closed his eyes but did not open them. At that moment, he felt that his mind was being rushed up and occupied by an overbearing and ominous spirit, and his whole body was cold with only killing echoing in his mind.

"Uh-huh!"

The members of the Jie Xin Order who were not far away suddenly turned their heads and looked around. They felt that even Haoran's righteousness could not be suppressed for a moment. They all froze there in a daze, with a chill in their hearts. Such a strange and ominous sight of their old friend. ...Can it really be carried on?

"call out!"

In the academy.

Many quasi-emperors.

Both the dean of the academy and the dean of the academy appeared in the void instantly, looking at the man in green shirt who was sitting cross-legged. Although the temporary demonic nature had faded, he felt that there was a trace of cruelty and bloodthirsty deep in his soul, and as time went by It is still increasing continuously.

"No wonder it is banned by the big forces outside the territory!" A quasi-emperor said decadently. They would not be able to resist this, let alone this young man who has not yet set foot in the Great Sage Realm.

"Weird!"

"curse!"

"Ominous!"

This is a quasi-emperor from the Holy Palace. There is also powerlessness in his eyes. Faced with such erosion, the cultivation of the Great Saint Realm really cannot bear it.

"Seal this place until this stage is passed, or... die!" The dean of the academy said in a low voice after silence. From now on, no one else will be allowed to visit Chu Xun, and he is not ready to let Chu Xun go. It is like drawing a ground to serve as a prison. The young man is imprisoned here until one day he overcomes the strange ominousness or dies.