Chapter 559 Reunion, I ask you to be safe
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Feng Qi Yue
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Dongzhou Zhulu Academy.
The sun is shining brightly, and there are no clouds.
The stream is gurgling and green.
A slender young man stands at the gate of the mountain at the foot of the academy.
He was wearing a black robe.
The hem and cuffs of the black robe are embroidered with golden cloud pattern with gold thread, coupled with the extremely handsome face, not without revealing a noble and mysterious, elegant and dusty temperament.
: "Who is that man!"
A girl in her early 20s, dressed in a white female academician's attire, stared at the black-robed man with big black eyes, her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was a little short of breath.
The companion next to him also fell into a state of nympho.
: "There is such a beautiful man in the world, my heart is beating hard, Xiao Mu quickly help me, my legs are weak."
: "Oh, you worthless."
: "Hehe, why are you blushing when you are promising?"
A young student in a white robe passed by. Seeing this scene, his eyes were filled with disdain, and he cursed inwardly for being a nympho, but seeing the black robed man's eyes, he couldn't help flickering with envy.
Who said that in this world, only women can charm men.
Damn, this guy in front of me is simply the male version of Su Daji, and his lethality against these nympho girls can be called devastating.
I'm sour!
: "If you don't have a letter of recommendation from a student or teacher, you can't go up the mountain."
A woman in a lotus flower dress with a familiar face, flushed cheeks, winking eyes like silk, and soft-spoken.
Obviously unable to resist the charm of the person in front of him.
She is a deacon of the outer courtyard of Zhulu Academy. She doesn't study literature, but is in charge of miscellaneous affairs, personnel affairs, statistics of outsiders, etc.
The black-robed young man was as gentle as jade, with a smile as gentle as the spring breeze in April.
: "Well, since that's the case, I don't want to break the rules. In this way, you go up the mountain to find An Jiujiu and tell her that an old friend is visiting."
: "An Jiujiu, An Jiaoxi..." The beautiful woman deacon chewed on the name, her eyes lit up, "My lord, you are here to find An Jiaoxi."
:"Um--"
The black-robed young man nodded with a smile.
The beautiful woman deacon gave him a little blessing, "Please wait a moment, my lord, I will send the letter right away."
After speaking, he turned around and quickly followed the winding path up the mountain.
after she left.
An old and warm voice came into my ears.
: "Compared to 200 years ago, Xiaoyou Chu is less aggressive and more restrained, but his style is more prosperous than before. Now that you have come to the academy, why not go up to the mountain to have a talk."
The implication is that the black-robed young master can go up the mountain directly without notification.
This young man in black robe is the old devil of Chu.
Chu Xiu's eyes moved slightly, and his spiritual thoughts spread out, "Thank you, Senior Mo, for your kindness. I am here this time only to visit friends, and I don't want to attract too much attention."
In the past month or so, he heard that a quasi-emperor named Manzhu Shahua was looking for him and Su Wanqiu.
This is not good news.
If you can keep a low profile now, just keep a low profile!
Taking advantage of the retreat in late autumn, he took the time to come to Dongzhou, wanting to meet the little girl An Jiujiu back then, and give her a chance by the way.
: "Since this is the case, the old man will not be able to entertain you well." The old master laughed.
Chu Xiu nodded.
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Chasing Deer Academy · Inner Courtyard.
In an antique spacious room.
Thirty-one students in white robes, men and women, holding brushes and bamboo slips, sat behind the table and listened carefully.
On the podium, there stood a bookish, 25-year-old woman in white robes, with a graceful figure and eyes as bright as stars. She looked around and said slowly: "Wenxiu gathers talents and hides them in the sea of energy. After many years of practice and polishing, the sea of qi has turned into a school palace, and only then can a literary heart be bred."
: "Wenxiu is only when the literary heart is complete."
A teenager frowned and raised his hand, "Teacher, I have doubts."
The female teacher nodded slightly.
The young man stood up, "Ordinary qi training monks, after building the foundation, open up the sea of wheels, the divine bridge breaks through the heavenly spirit and opens the altar, the soul crosses the sea of suffering to the other side, builds a Taoist palace, and accumulates the seeds of supernatural powers."
: "Why Wenxiu can do it, skip the foundation building stage, directly gather talents in the sea of qi, and can also skip the Shenqiao realm, the other shore realm, and achieve Wengong, which is the realm of Dao Palace in the mouth of ordinary Qi refiners .”
: "In this way, my generation of literary cultivators only have two small realms before they reach the realm of supernatural powers. Students don't know why this is so, so please ask the teacher to clarify."
The woman in white robe smiled slightly, "The way of cultivation leads to the same goal."
: "The air sea environment is the same..."
Before she finished speaking, she stopped abruptly.
He turned his head and looked towards the door.
I saw a beautiful woman in a lotus dress, poking her head and beckoning to her.
The female teacher Xi Liu frowned slightly.
She doesn't like to be interrupted while teaching students.
However, her relationship with the beautiful woman is not bad, and it is not easy to have seizures.
: "Study by yourself first, if there is something you don't understand, I will explain it later."
The female teacher walked towards the door.
The beautiful woman deacon pulled her slender white wrist under the sleeve robe, and came to the secluded place.
: "Deacon Lin, what is this?"
The female teacher looked puzzled.
The deacon of the beautiful woman blushed slightly, and said with embarrassment: "Professor An, I'm sorry for disturbing your professor students."
: "You have an old friend visiting, waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."
: "I'm here to report."
old friend....
An Jiujiu asked in confusion, "But the surname is An?"
The beautiful woman deacon shook his head, "He didn't reveal his name, he just said he was your old friend."
An Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed the shoulder of the beautiful woman deacon.
Or use too much force.
The beautiful woman deacon gasped in pain.
: "Is that man wearing a black robe and looks very handsome?"
The deacon of the beautiful woman nodded, "It is indeed very handsome, and the appearance of Yao Ditian from the Yao family is not even a little bit worse than him."
An Jiujiu took a deep breath and smiled brightly.
Let go of the hand that grabbed the shoulder of the beautiful woman, turned around and walked down the mountain.
The beautiful woman deacon stood there with a dazed expression, rubbing her red and swollen shoulders, and said angrily, "Oh, Professor An, are you not going to class?"
: "Please tell me that there is no class today, let them go back!"
The voice of An Jiujiu came from afar, but it was nowhere to be seen.
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An Jiujiu ran on the mountain path, leaving afterimages behind him, as fast as a gust of wind.
: "Brother Chu, it must be Brother Chu."
In the past 200 years, she has not only practiced with her master, but also taught the students of the academy. Her only interest is to buy every issue of Tianji Daily.
Because there may be news about Brother Chu in the Tianji newspaper.
Slowly, she got closer and closer to the foot of the mountain, but her speed became slower and slower.
She gradually became tense.
Heart beating violently.
The students passing by greeted her, but she couldn't hear or see, and just walked down the mountain step by step.
The students looked at each other.
: "What happened to Professor An?"
: "How do I know, it looks like it should be a good thing!"
: "Come on, let's go and have a look."
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, An Jiujiu immediately saw the young man in black robe leaning against the green pine.
Aware of her gaze.
The black-robed young man raised his head, looked at her with deep and dark eyes, and a gentle smile gradually appeared on his face.
An Jiujiu also laughed.
: "Long time no see, little girl, how have you been all these years?"
: "Well~"
: "How are you, Jun?"
: "Well, so-so~"
Dongzhou Zhulu Academy.
The sun is shining brightly, and there are no clouds.
The stream is gurgling and green.
A slender young man stands at the gate of the mountain at the foot of the academy.
He was wearing a black robe.
The hem and cuffs of the black robe are embroidered with golden cloud pattern with gold thread, coupled with the extremely handsome face, not without revealing a noble and mysterious, elegant and dusty temperament.
: "Who is that man!"
A girl in her early 20s, dressed in a white female academician's attire, stared at the black-robed man with big black eyes, her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was a little short of breath.
The companion next to him also fell into a state of nympho.
: "There is such a beautiful man in the world, my heart is beating hard, Xiao Mu quickly help me, my legs are weak."
: "Oh, you worthless."
: "Hehe, why are you blushing when you are promising?"
A young student in a white robe passed by. Seeing this scene, his eyes were filled with disdain, and he cursed inwardly for being a nympho, but seeing the black robed man's eyes, he couldn't help flickering with envy.
Who said that in this world, only women can charm men.
Damn, this guy in front of me is simply the male version of Su Daji, and his lethality against these nympho girls can be called devastating.
I'm sour!
: "If you don't have a letter of recommendation from a student or teacher, you can't go up the mountain."
A woman in a lotus flower dress with a familiar face, flushed cheeks, winking eyes like silk, and soft-spoken.
Obviously unable to resist the charm of the person in front of him.
She is a deacon of the outer courtyard of Zhulu Academy. She doesn't study literature, but is in charge of miscellaneous affairs, personnel affairs, statistics of outsiders, etc.
The black-robed young man was as gentle as jade, with a smile as gentle as the spring breeze in April.
: "Well, since that's the case, I don't want to break the rules. In this way, you go up the mountain to find An Jiujiu and tell her that an old friend is visiting."
: "An Jiujiu, An Jiaoxi..." The beautiful woman deacon chewed on the name, her eyes lit up, "My lord, you are here to find An Jiaoxi."
:"Um--"
The black-robed young man nodded with a smile.
The beautiful woman deacon gave him a little blessing, "Please wait a moment, my lord, I will send the letter right away."
After speaking, he turned around and quickly followed the winding path up the mountain.
after she left.
An old and warm voice came into my ears.
: "Compared to 200 years ago, Xiaoyou Chu is less aggressive and more restrained, but his style is more prosperous than before. Now that you have come to the academy, why not go up to the mountain to have a talk."
The implication is that the black-robed young master can go up the mountain directly without notification.
This young man in black robe is the old devil of Chu.
Chu Xiu's eyes moved slightly, and his spiritual thoughts spread out, "Thank you, Senior Mo, for your kindness. I am here this time only to visit friends, and I don't want to attract too much attention."
In the past month or so, he heard that a quasi-emperor named Manzhu Shahua was looking for him and Su Wanqiu.
This is not good news.
If you can keep a low profile now, just keep a low profile!
Taking advantage of the retreat in late autumn, he took the time to come to Dongzhou, wanting to meet the little girl An Jiujiu back then, and give her a chance by the way.
: "Since this is the case, the old man will not be able to entertain you well." The old master laughed.
Chu Xiu nodded.
________________
Chasing Deer Academy · Inner Courtyard.
In an antique spacious room.
Thirty-one students in white robes, men and women, holding brushes and bamboo slips, sat behind the table and listened carefully.
On the podium, there stood a bookish, 25-year-old woman in white robes, with a graceful figure and eyes as bright as stars. She looked around and said slowly: "Wenxiu gathers talents and hides them in the sea of energy. After many years of practice and polishing, the sea of qi has turned into a school palace, and only then can a literary heart be bred."
: "Wenxiu is only when the literary heart is complete."
A teenager frowned and raised his hand, "Teacher, I have doubts."
The female teacher nodded slightly.
The young man stood up, "Ordinary qi training monks, after building the foundation, open up the sea of wheels, the divine bridge breaks through the heavenly spirit and opens the altar, the soul crosses the sea of suffering to the other side, builds a Taoist palace, and accumulates the seeds of supernatural powers."
: "Why Wenxiu can do it, skip the foundation building stage, directly gather talents in the sea of qi, and can also skip the Shenqiao realm, the other shore realm, and achieve Wengong, which is the realm of Dao Palace in the mouth of ordinary Qi refiners .”
: "In this way, my generation of literary cultivators only have two small realms before they reach the realm of supernatural powers. Students don't know why this is so, so please ask the teacher to clarify."
The woman in white robe smiled slightly, "The way of cultivation leads to the same goal."
: "The air sea environment is the same..."
Before she finished speaking, she stopped abruptly.
He turned his head and looked towards the door.
I saw a beautiful woman in a lotus dress, poking her head and beckoning to her.
The female teacher Xi Liu frowned slightly.
She doesn't like to be interrupted while teaching students.
However, her relationship with the beautiful woman is not bad, and it is not easy to have seizures.
: "Study by yourself first, if there is something you don't understand, I will explain it later."
The female teacher walked towards the door.
The beautiful woman deacon pulled her slender white wrist under the sleeve robe, and came to the secluded place.
: "Deacon Lin, what is this?"
The female teacher looked puzzled.
The deacon of the beautiful woman blushed slightly, and said with embarrassment: "Professor An, I'm sorry for disturbing your professor students."
: "You have an old friend visiting, waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."
: "I'm here to report."
old friend....
An Jiujiu asked in confusion, "But the surname is An?"
The beautiful woman deacon shook his head, "He didn't reveal his name, he just said he was your old friend."
An Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed the shoulder of the beautiful woman deacon.
Or use too much force.
The beautiful woman deacon gasped in pain.
: "Is that man wearing a black robe and looks very handsome?"
The deacon of the beautiful woman nodded, "It is indeed very handsome, and the appearance of Yao Ditian from the Yao family is not even a little bit worse than him."
An Jiujiu took a deep breath and smiled brightly.
Let go of the hand that grabbed the shoulder of the beautiful woman, turned around and walked down the mountain.
The beautiful woman deacon stood there with a dazed expression, rubbing her red and swollen shoulders, and said angrily, "Oh, Professor An, are you not going to class?"
: "Please tell me that there is no class today, let them go back!"
The voice of An Jiujiu came from afar, but it was nowhere to be seen.
______________
An Jiujiu ran on the mountain path, leaving afterimages behind him, as fast as a gust of wind.
: "Brother Chu, it must be Brother Chu."
In the past 200 years, she has not only practiced with her master, but also taught the students of the academy. Her only interest is to buy every issue of Tianji Daily.
Because there may be news about Brother Chu in the Tianji newspaper.
Slowly, she got closer and closer to the foot of the mountain, but her speed became slower and slower.
She gradually became tense.
Heart beating violently.
The students passing by greeted her, but she couldn't hear or see, and just walked down the mountain step by step.
The students looked at each other.
: "What happened to Professor An?"
: "How do I know, it looks like it should be a good thing!"
: "Come on, let's go and have a look."
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, An Jiujiu immediately saw the young man in black robe leaning against the green pine.
Aware of her gaze.
The black-robed young man raised his head, looked at her with deep and dark eyes, and a gentle smile gradually appeared on his face.
An Jiujiu also laughed.
: "Long time no see, little girl, how have you been all these years?"
: "Well~"
: "How are you, Jun?"
: "Well, so-so~"
