Demoness, Where Are You Fleeing To?

At sunset, Wang Jing, an Imperial College student, rubbed his forehead and followed the crowd out of the classroom dizzy.

And just as he was walking towards the canteen like a zombie, a figure squeezed in front of him.

"Brother Wang, tomorrow is the day of rest. How about we go for a stroll along the Qinhuai River?"

"With everything like this today, do you still have the intention to go to Qinhuai River?"

Wang Jing pressed her forehead with her fingers, glanced at this person with a pale face, and found that this was Long Rui, one of his few friends in the Imperial College.

"I've been writing an article all day, and now I don't even have the strength to move. It's a good thing you still have the energy to go to that place."

"Isn't someone treating you here?" Long Rui smiled coquettishly: "It's the rich man who lives in our dormitory. He said that no one in the house should be left behind, and he went to Baoxing Pavilion, one of the top ten famous buildings in Qinhuai. That's not true. What an ordinary place."

"Baoxing Pavilion? Is there such a good thing? That dear friend has such a big deal? Where are they?"

Wang Jing's energy lifted up, and she suddenly felt vitality in her body, and her fatigue was fading away. And at this time, he heard a sudden shout from the distance: "Look, everyone, the door of Wenxin Building is open, there is someone inside the building!"

"Wen Xin Tower?" Wang Jing looked at each other with her friend, and then stepped towards the direction of Wen Xin Tower.

"Brother Wang, are you going to watch the fun?" Long Rui also followed: "But if you don't go now, then they will leave."

On the contrary, Wang Jing quickened her pace: "If Brother Long is not interested, you can leave first, but I won't go."

But Long Rui laughed: "If you don't go, I won't go. I'm also curious, who is the big boss? He actually opened Wenxin Tower. That place hasn't been open for five or six years, right?"

"Six and a half years! Ever since Yuan Heng and Yuan Pingzhi came out of the Wenxin Building and killed themselves with a knife outside the building in a frenzy, this building has never been opened again, and no one has seen the Wenxin Tower. The shape of a bell.”

Wang Jing's eyes were obscure: "Afterwards, Master Jijiu made new rules. If anyone wants to challenge Wenxinlou, he must first accept the test of him and the two Imperial College officials. But in the past six years, no one has successfully passed the test inside and outside the Imperial College. The Wenxin Building has been closed to this day."

At this moment, Long Rui suddenly remembered. Yuan Heng, who committed suicide, was not only a fellow countryman of Wang Jing, but also his best friend since childhood.

He didn't speak anymore, and only silently quickened his pace.

When the two arrived at Wenxin Building, they found that the door was indeed open. The upper floors of the building were dark, except for the candles burning on the first floor.

You can vaguely see someone inside, standing on the first staircase inside. Therefore, the person carrying them couldn't see his face clearly, but the six-path demon-subduing armor looked very eye-catching under the light.

There is also a huge black tiger at the entrance of the stairs. Its body is slightly lying down, and its eyes are looking at the door with vigilance.

"Is that a member of the Six Daosi Division?" Long Rui's eyes were startled: "This person is not a Confucian, how can Master Jiejiu allow this person to break through?"

"When Yu Zi set up the post of Confucianism and Dharma Protector, he never said that it must be a Confucian scholar."

Wang Jing shook her head, her expression slightly solemn: "Look at his magical weapon?"

Long Rui looked at it carefully: "Amazing, they are all mid-level. This guy is quite rich. No, awe-inspiring martial arts? Damn it, this is a set of magic weapons with awe-inspiring martial arts! This guy can compete with Blending weal and woe, the aura of awe-inspiringness contained in his chest is probably quite pure. But so what? As far as I know, the aura of awe-inspiring people who entered the barrier six years ago were extremely pure. They didn't have any hesitation, and they didn't dare to Climb the stairs."

"But there is indeed something extraordinary about this person." Wang Jing's eyes were distant and somewhat inexplicable: "There must be a reason why Lord Jijiu agreed. Let's just watch."

"Then let's see. It's probably still too late to wait a little longer on the Qinhuai River side."

Long Rui smiled: "I bet he will have to come out of the building within a moment at most. I hope nothing happens. Running out of the building naked like Senior Brother Luo did is actually good, but it is just embarrassing. I'm afraid. It’s because the spirit is damaged and the spirit is broken.”

He sighed softly again: "Brother Wang, after 20 years of self-confidence and Dharma protection, do you know what outsiders say? They say that each generation of my Neo-Confucian disciples is not as good as the previous one, and is far inferior to the past. They also say that the current Yu Zi's school is The true meaning of Yuzi has been lost, so no one has been able to become a protector of Neo-Confucianism in the past twenty years. So I actually really hope that someone can successfully reach the top of Wenxin Tower, of course, the premise is that it is not the eldest brother of Liudaosi."

Wang Jing did not answer, but he also knew that this was indeed a great shame for a contemporary Neo-Confucian disciple.

At this time, the crowd around them was also talking a lot.

"Who is that?"

"People from Liudaosi? Why are they here?"

"You really don't know how to live or die! How many years has it been since no one set foot on the third floor of Wenxin Tower?"

"Have you agreed with the two Lord Siye to offer the wine?"

At this moment, four graceful women also walked into the gate of the Imperial College one after another. The moment they entered, they noticed something unusual about this Imperial College branch, and quickly learned the reason from the discussions among the surrounding Imperial College students.

"Wen Xinlou? Could it be Xiaoxuan?"

Mrs. Jiang followed because she was worried that her husband would do something outrageous to Li Xuan. At this time, her forehead was already covered with black lines.

Let Li Xuan go through the torture at Wenxinlou - when Mrs. Jiang heard about this, she knew that her husband could do it.

Holding the last glimmer of hope, she came to the Wenxin Tower, and then her face turned slightly green: "This damn old man!"

After returning this time, she will definitely make Jiang Yunqi look good!

Jiang Hanyun looked at Li Xuan in the building and felt worried for a moment: "Will Li Xuan be okay?"

She had heard that someone had died in Wenxinlou. There were several people whose souls were more or less damaged before, and their futures were almost ruined.

Xue Yunrou also turned pale with fright, looking like she was about to cry: "Uncle, how could he do this? Doesn't he know about such a big thing as Wenxinlou's death?"

"Your uncle has been studying martial arts for the past ten years. He doesn't know anything about foreign things, so he really may not know. In order to achieve the heavenly throne, he even gave up his favorite medical practice."

Mrs. Jiang looked calm: "But that old man should be sensible. He is a good friend of Master Quan, the Jiu Jiu of the Imperial Academy, and Master Quan is the person who holds the bell of the Asking Heart Bell in this generation. I heard that the difficulty of the Asking Heart Bell can be adjusted at will. , presumably he just wanted to see if Li Xuan really turned around, not to make him a Neo-Confucian protector, the difficulty is different."

When Jiang Hanyun and Xue Yunrou heard this, the expressions on their faces looked a little better.

They thought that since Li Xuan was a flawless gentleman recognized by the Heavenly Mastiff and had cultivated the awe-inspiring martial arts, and the dog also said that he had never done anything untoward in his life, then it shouldn't be a big problem.

"The difficulty of the Heart-Questing Bell can be adjusted at will? How many years ago was that?"

This sentence came from Mrs. Ling’s weapon spirit is out of control.”

The three women standing around Mrs. Xue couldn't help but change their expressions. Mrs. Jiang even looked pale: "What do you mean?"

"It's just out of control. It's said to be damaged by the ban inside."

Mrs. Xue knew everything, but her face was very complicated: "This is a Confucian secret. I only found out about it because of my late husband. He was the person involved in the battle when Li Zhetian forced his way into the Imperial Academy. It is said that in the beginning In those ten years, the weapon spirit of the Questioning Heart Bell was quite safe. Although the various levels of Questioning the Heart were extremely difficult, they would not harm the person who broke through them. But since then, it has become more and more dangerous. The reason for the mental damage of the people who broke through the levels is It was common, until six years ago, for someone to come out of the building and immediately kill himself with a knife."

Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but grit her teeth, clenched her fists, and glared angrily at the roof of Wenxin Building. She almost spat out a voice from between her teeth: "Jiang Yunqi!"

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Jiang Yunqi, who was on the top of the building, had already felt the gaze from his wife below. He couldn't help but sweat on his forehead and kept wiping it with his sleeves: "Brother Quan, is the situation so exaggerated? Isn't it just a test of lust for power, greed, and lust? Something like that? It’s just about giving back lust. As for greed and power, that doesn’t bother me at all. There are so many talented people in your Confucian sect, why can’t you get through it?”

Opposite him, the Imperial Academy priest Quan Dingtian sighed: "The problem is that the weapon spirit of the Heart-Questing Bell is a twelfth-layer tower-level demon. Even if the person who breaks through the barrier has the slightest desire, it will be destroyed by it. Infinitely magnified to the extreme. As long as they are trapped in desire and cannot protect themselves, this other demon can use this to create their spirit and even take away their sanity. UU Reading www.uukｎshu.net ”

Jiang Yunqi frowned again: "He turned into a demon? How could your sub-sage leave behind such evil things?"

"That was the handiwork of the Heart Refining Sect. They detained him to transform the demon to refine this magical weapon, which was specially used to condense the state of mind of the disciples. The practice method of this sect emphasizes the annihilation of passion and desire. Because their actions are too cruel, there is no There is no trace of human emotion at all, so Yu Zi will destroy it.”

Quan Dingtian noticed the fierce light in Jiang Yunqi's eyes. He suddenly took a step forward and blocked Jiang Yunqi's sight.

"Brother Yun Qi, after all, this is the inheritance treasure of my Neo-Confucianism. I can't let it be damaged unless it is absolutely necessary."

Jiang Yunqi asked helplessly: "Then can my soul also enter this heart-asking bell?"

"Of course there is a way for the spirit to enter the Wenxin Bell. Then the demon incarnation would like you to take the initiative to enter. It is the world it dominates. But you and I don't need to use such dangerous methods."

Quan Dingtian looked at Jiang Yunqi seriously: "What I just said is 'not as a last resort'. But if this thing has become a murderous weapon, then it must not be what Yu Zi wants."

When he said this, Huoran's expression changed and he looked at the top floor of the Wenxin Building.

"The first level, greed, he has already fallen asleep."

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