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The man had already sat down to drink with his companions, and no longer mentioned the matter of Nanjun. He glanced at the white robe from time to time, as if he wanted to leave at any time.

The white robe sneered, took his sword and sat down, and said loudly to his companion.

"It is rumored that Nanjun is brave and warlike, but I think it is nothing more than that."

Someone around said.

"I heard that on the Liangjie Mountains, tens of thousands of people in Nanjun died a year. In my opinion, the people of Nanjun are still too fierce. There is not even a single person who can fight. If people from my capital go, why worry about the ghosts on the Liangjie Mountains? Xiu? I’m afraid the ghost world has been knocked down.”

"Haha, what you said is very true. I heard that Zhennan King can be a million soldiers by himself. Why doesn't he go to the ghost world and bring back all the heads of the ghost kings of the twelve families? It still doesn't work."

"Look, this time there is a catastrophe in the Two Realms Mountains, so I still want people from the capital to take action, but I want to see how strong Guixiu is, so that I can surprise my aristocratic family in the capital."

"Hahaha, no matter what ghost cultivator it is, as long as Brother Bai goes there, he will definitely be able to kill him with a single blow!"

Chu He listened, and sighed softly in his heart.

Where can you imagine, just find a place to stay and have lunch, you can encounter this kind of thing.

Is this the so-called destiny?

Chu He sighed and didn't intend to make a move.

This group of literati in the capital who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth can only talk here.

After going to Liangjie Mountain, such a person would basically not survive for three days.

Ah no, if they were still saying such things in Nanjun, then ghost cultivators would not need to come, the spittle of the people of Nanjun would be enough to drown them.

Chu He couldn't afford to do something to such a mortal person.

After entering the fourth-rank realm, especially after killing Li Lin and fighting against the Ghost King, Chu He found that his mood became more and more stable.

In the past, I must have persuaded people with reasoning first, and then convinced people with virtue.

Now he doesn't even bother to move.

Thinking of this, Chu He suddenly realized.

As one's own strength rises, one's opponents are also gradually changing.

In the beginning, it was Liu He, who was not even considered a genius, but when he investigated the capital, his biggest enemy became Chen Jiang, a fourth-rank official. After Chen Jiang died, his opponent became the ghost spirit that permeated his body.

Entering the ghost domain of Liangjie Mountain, the one who could threaten him became Li Lin, the pinnacle of first-class Confucianism.

With the gradual rise of the opponent, looking at these Confucian scholars and listening to their words, I only feel ridiculous in my heart, without any emotion.

Chu He shook his head and continued to eat meat.

boom!

"Fuck me, what nonsense are you talking about!"

With a slap on the table, everyone was shocked.

The original bearded man with scarlet eyes pointed at a group of people in white and cursed angrily.

"I tell you, you can say that everything about us in Nanjun is bad, but you can't say that we in Nanjun are cowards!"

Another table of people from Nanjun patted the table and echoed.

"On the Liangjie Mountains, Nanjun soldiers died every day. Every year in the battle, how many people from Nanjun were killed or injured on the Liangjie Mountains, and you just said it lightly?"

Another person stood up and cursed.

"Yes! You are also scholars after all, we respect you, why are you still sticking your nose in the face!"

Another person cursed loudly.

"You are not afraid of the bones of millions of Nanjun people on the Liangjie Mountains, looking for you in the middle of the night!"

Where had the white clothes seen such a battle before, he was stunned for a while by the yelling, and then realized that he was a little scared, and said angrily.

"Am I wrong? If you Nanjun people are really capable, why don't you kill the ghost world! What do you want us people from the capital to do!"

"Hehe, we are going to Liangjie Mountain to kill ghosts, what have you guys done? What right do you have to accuse us!"

"It's so funny, you don't go up the mountain to kill ghosts, but you scold us who are about to charge into battle, don't tell me you are a rebel!"

After all, the literati were eloquent, and with just a few words, the men were speechless and didn't know what to say.

The bearded man gritted his teeth, blushed, clenched his fists, and managed to squeeze out a few words.

"I don't care, you just can't do it if you call me Nanjun soldiers!"

Bai Yi sneered, threw the long sword aside, looked at the man coldly and said.

"Why, I want to make gestures, come on, if I don't beat you today until your own mother doesn't know you, I won't be named Bai!"

After all, the bearded man is also a bloody person, he couldn't bear it when he heard this, and he didn't care whether the other party was a Confucian scholar or not, he was about to go up with his fists.

Suddenly, a powerful force grabbed the man's shoulders, the man was stunned for a moment, and then tried harder, but he remained motionless.

"Don't stop me! I'm going to teach him for his parents today!"

The man turned his head and shouted, but a handsome scholar's face appeared in front of his eyes, and he was stunned.

How could a weak scholar stop him?

Chu He pulled the man's shoulders and said with a light smile.

"You are an ordinary citizen, and if you attack a seventh-rank Confucian student, and he is a candidate for the literati army who is about to go to Liangjie Mountain, let alone whether you can beat him, if you dare to attack first, it is a capital offense to attack the army. Don't you think about your wife and children?"

The man blushed and cursed.

"They scold me from Nanjun, but they can't do it! They can't even die!"

Chu He shook his head, pulled the man behind, took two steps forward, and said to the white robe.

"You said you are from the Bai family in the capital? Dare to ask for your name?"

The white robe looked Chu He up and down, raised his chin and said.

"Looking at you like this, you also went to Liangjie Mountain? Are you a self-educated student?"

Seeing that Bai Yi didn't intend to announce his name, Chu He chuckled lightly and said flatly.

"I'm not talented, I came back to Liangjie Mountain for vacation, but seeing your behavior like this, I think it's biased."

"I want to educate you on behalf of your parents."

When the people in white heard this, they were stunned.

The people around were also stunned.

Looking at the polite expression on this scholar's face, why did he go crazy after that?

Bai Yi laughed back angrily.

"Oh, it turns out that you are standing in for someone else, okay, how are you going to teach me? Report to the court? Or report to the Wenrenjun?"

"My Bai family in the capital, I have never been afraid of anyone."

Chu He said with a light smile.

"King Zhennan has always been fair and just. If it is reported to King Zhennan, he should make a judgment."

The man in white sneered, pointed to the sky and said.

"King of Zhennan? Just you? Judging by your literary style, I'm afraid you can't even reach the eighth rank Confucian scholar? Can you still report to King of Zhennan?"

The companion in white said.

"Let me tell you, even if you can report to King Zhennan, our brother Bai is not afraid. Hehe, there is really no one in our aristocratic family who is afraid of us!"

Chu He nodded and said lightly.

"Then according to you, even if King Zhennan is here, you are not afraid?"

Bai Yi nodded arrogantly, and just about to yell at him, his face suddenly changed.

A powerful literary energy gradually drifted out from Chu He's body.