Vol 12 Chapter 1322: Reading can be psychic, and the awe-inspiring spirit persists!

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Ning Yin, who is called Shuhai, is known as Ning Xiucai.

When Lin Feng went to the Guman mining area, he saw Ning Yin being driven out of his house by his nephew and nephew-in-law, and later helped the poor old talent.

Lao Xiu wanted to be among the deep mountains, a green mountain, an ancient lamp, and tens of thousands of books.

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Destiny means nature, bluntness means way, and cultivation means means teaching.

Hidden evil and promote good, hold on to both ends and use it for the people.

Be erudite, interrogate, think carefully, discern clearly, and do it wisely.

The sound of Lang Lang reading came from the mountain temple.

Although he is over 80 years old, Ning Xiucai's body is still very healthy.

It should be known that for ordinary people, if they have not practiced, they will be at the age of sixty or seventy years old.

Ning Xiu lived to be in his eighties, and he has been studying for eighty years since he was a child.

He is now a longevity!

Ning Xiucai has no contact with the outside world because he lives in a deep mountain, and is not clear about what happened in the wilderness.

Now a group of demons passed by and heard the sound of Ning Xiucai's reading. They suddenly drained the water around the mountain temple.

"Haha, you scholar, come out soon." A master of magic road shouted loudly.

After hearing the movement, Ning Xiu walked out of the mountain temple and saw that the Demon Legion suspended in midair was still calm.

He said, "Heaven and earth have righteousness, this is a grand and magnificent world, how dare you monsters dare to wander outside so boldly?"

Although Ning Xiucai is a scholar, he is not pedantic.

Since Ning Xiu was able to write such a book with profound implications and truths, it is obvious that Ning Xiu is very clever.

And he is very good at thinking and has a deep understanding of human nature.

Now when I see these demon slaves, I feel something is wrong in my heart, so what he just said is actually saying these people.

"It turned out to be an old showman, with a bone and flesh, not enough for the old man to plug his teeth. So old, the meat is sour, and it is extremely boring. After Shura saw Ning Xiucai, he could not help but pouted.

"Eat, eat, you know what you want to eat, what kind of delicious? Is it more interesting to meet an old show, we can make fun of this old show." Said an evil master.

Then a magic master said, "Everyone said that the scholar would not go out, so he knew the world. It seems that this sentence is just fart. There are four major sects in the wasteland, and there are still three thousand seven hundred and sixty-five in the ancient family of the seventy-two family. All nations, large and small, have been destroyed by our masters. The wilderness is now hundreds of thousands of miles on the red land, and there are no people in the wilderness. You scholars do n’t even know anything, and now you can sink your heart to study here. In a word, useless is a scholar. "

"Hahahaha ...".

Suddenly these demon slaves laughed.

Ning Xiu only heard the words of the master of magic, his body staggered back, and his face was pale.

Although Ning Xiucai didn't have many abilities, he was still cherishing the world.

This may be a commonality among scholars.

Countless scholars, all living in the world? Want to contribute to the world?

Become an official and benefit one party.

Ning Xiucai had such a desire since he was a child.

In the future, the official will benefit the people.

It was just that the career was difficult, and the scientific examination failed many times, and finally the thought of career was broken.

Ning Xiucai may not understand what is the Four Great Sects and what is the Seventy-two Ancient Family.

But he knew.

There are countless creatures in this world, tragic death in the hands of demons.

How can Ning Xiucai not be sad?

"You see this old talent, are you going to die? Hahahaha ... Is it scared to death when I hear this news?". An evil master said with a big laugh.

The rest of them laughed again.

"Lao Xiucai, if you set up a book for us, write down our illustrious merits of ruling the wasteland, and let future generations know our glorious deeds, we will spare your life. Said a leading magic master.

This person is the blood brother of the blood sea emperor blood sea emperor, known as the blood sea demon king.

Many of the forces of the demon path now belong to the devil.

Blood Emperor is no exception.

And got the importance of the magic tire.

As the younger brother of Blood Sea Emperor, Blood Sea Demon King was also entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

Of course, this person also has the ability to be a reincarnation strong enough to deter the party.

"The crimes you have committed are hard to come by. You are the sinners of history. Are you still thinking about Liufang Baishi, don't you find it ridiculous?". Ning Xiu asked back.

The blood sea demon suddenly sneered and said, "History is written by the victor, and we are the victors. We should write the history as we please."

"Nonsense ... History will not remember you sinners, but will spurn you." Ning Xiucai said coldly.

"You pedantic scholar, really killed, killed him!"

Blood Sea Devil said coldly.

"Yes……". Immediately a master of the magic road rushed to Ning Xiucai, wanted to cut Ning Xiucai.

"The mountain **** has spirit".

At this time, the statue of the mountain **** in the mountain temple suddenly opened his eyes.

At the next moment, a mountain **** holding a giant axe appeared, and an axe hacked the master of the magic road to death.

This mountain temple was originally dedicated to a mountain god, but the incense was broken. The mountain **** could not be nourished by the power of the incense. The divine power gradually collapsed and was about to die.

Ning Xiucai came here to study, and the mountain **** followed Ning Xiucai to study and recuperate, and gradually came alive.

Now that Ning Xiu only encountered the danger of life and death, the mountain **** manifested and protected Ning Xiucai.

"District mountain gods are just pseudo-gods of the world, and they dare to call themselves gods.

The blood sea demon sneered again and again, waving his big hand, the dense demon slave killed the mountain god.

However, the mountain **** is really powerful. As many people come as he holds a giant axe, how many people are killed by the mountain god.

At this time, the blood sea demon king knew that the mountain **** in front of him seemed a little strange, not quite the same as other mountain gods.

Blood Sea Demon King's face plummeted, and he jumped out to deal with the mountain **** himself.

He shot thirty-two palms in succession. The mountain **** collided with the Blood Sea Demon King, and eventually lost, and was shot by the Blood Sea Demon King.

Then the blood sea demon king shot Ning Xiucai with his big hand, and wanted to shoot Ning Xiucai directly.

"Old gentleman, I can't save you ...", the mountain **** saw that Ning Xiu was about to be killed, and his eyes burst into tears.

Seeing the blood sea demon king's blow, Ning Xiucai would be killed, but Ning Xiucai suddenly shouted, "The old man has been studying for a lifetime, and he has been energetic, how can he be afraid of you demon?".

Ning Xiucai's words fell, and the vast and energetic, suddenly rushed to the Blood Sea Demon King.

"No, it's a noble morality. It is rumored that Confucian Confucian Confucianism can condense noble morality. Only by writing a book school and forming a new academic thought can we become the current great Confucian. Tianwu mainland has never been able to write books. It is said, how can it be possible for a poor and old show in this backcountry to form new academic ideas? ".

The blood sea demon screamed again and again, turned around and ran away. He knew the horror of Confucianism and Confucianism, it was simply the nemesis of the demon.

But the Blood Sea Demon King could no longer run away, and Haoran landed downright.

boom!

The blood sea demon king's flesh directly exploded, destroying both form and spirit.

"It is the Confucian Confucianism, hurry and escape ...". The rest of the monsters were so scared that they turned away and ran away.

But Haoran swept the world with anger.

Suppressed instantly.

The dense demon slaves shattered, and all fell.

"The old gentleman is really a man of God."

Shocked in the heart of the mountain god, Xiang Ningxiu bowed down.

At this time, nine days above, the Thunder rolled.

But seeing Ning Xiucai's eyebrows, Haoran's integrity condensed into the light of thunder.

According to rumors, some scholars never practice, they just study and nourish their spirits. When they are old, the way of heaven and earth through the night and the ancients and the present will lead to thunder.

Once the crossover is successful, it can become a peerless powerhouse.

Lin Feng has also heard of such rumors, and has always treated such legends as stories. After all, how can people who are not practicing lead to thunder?

Today, Ning Xiucai has been studying for eighty years. It is really like the ancients in myths and legends.

Ning Xiu stepped out in one step and disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he came to the void and slashed down in a thunderstorm, but Ning Xiucai was awe-inspiring to protect his body.

Two hundred and thirty-nine thunderstorms have come down, and they have not been able to destroy Ning Xiucai. After the thunder tragedy dispersed, Ning Xiucai succeeded in crossing the robbery.

He had a dusty temperament on his body, white hair fluttering.

Haoran was so full of energy that he came as a divine mansion.

He stood in the void, looking far into the distance, and his deep eyes seemed to hide the worlds of the heavens, making it unclear what the old show was thinking.