I Become A Saint By Studying

"Um?"

The old man in black robe made a sound in surprise.

He had just seen Zheng Zhiqiu sacrifice a beautiful picture to deal with He Wancheng, so he thought that the two were fighting among themselves.

But only now did he find out that He Wancheng broke through with pictures of beautiful women.

"Brother Bi, let Pindao go to meet Wen Dao third rank great Confucianism."

The old man in black robe showed great interest, but before rushing to kill him, he did not forget to leave a way out, and said to the man in white, "If the poor Taoist loses, I hope Brother Bi will make a move!"

call out!

He didn't give the man in white a chance to refuse, and shot directly.

Squeezing the Yin Jue with both hands, the ice cubes on the ground shattered and turned into sharp icicles, thousands of them.

Xiang He Wancheng was enveloped overwhelmingly.

"Guard!"

He Wancheng's expression was indifferent, without emotional fluctuations, raising his hand was the blessing of the talents of heaven and earth.

The whole body is covered with a layer of talent shield.

"kill!"

He Wancheng opened his mouth, and the words were blended with literary skills, and a sword of talent was condensed on his head, which was as large as ten feet, and cut horizontally at the black-robed old man.

"Back then, my Taoist sect was the orthodox of heaven and earth, and I also mastered this kind of mantra!"

The old man in black robe looked gloomy.

He knew that the He Wancheng in front of him was no longer the fourth rank gentleman before.

Instead, Confucian spirits communicate with the rules of Wen Dao, using the supernatural powers of Wen Dao blessed by the power of Yuanshen as the means of attack.

The stronger the Confucian spirit, the more terrifying and powerful the borrowed literary rules.

It has a strong ability to suppress the Taoism of Humanity.

The black-robed old man kneaded the seal, and the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth condensed into a Spirit Power cauldron, restraining the ten-foot giant sword.

when~

A bell rang between heaven and earth, and the sword and tripod shattered and exploded in the void.

A powerful energy shock wave swept across, shaking the entire void, thousands of trees shook off the pine snow, and the earth's ice layer cracked.

Zheng Zhiqiu was hit by Chi Yu, his buttocks were pierced with an ice pick, and he lay in the pit and cursed.

He Wancheng snorted, and took a few steps back in the air.

The old Taoist in black robe was also very uncomfortable, with ringing in his ears, he sneered and said, "With the blessing of Wen Dao rules, but still no match for our Human Dao Sect's Taoism!"

He probably found out that He Wancheng didn't really break the third rank, but forcibly stepped into the Confucian realm in some way.

This price is definitely not small.

This greatly increased the confidence of the old man in black robe, thinking that he could ravage He Wancheng at will.

He activated the Spirit Power of Heaven and Earth, and a pair of big black hands emerged from the void, glowing with black energy, and slapped He Wancheng loudly.

He Wancheng held the pen in his right hand, sketching in the void, with his talent like a knife, he cut upwards, drawing a huge mark on that big black hand.

His figure moves in the void, avoiding black hands, and the Wen Bao pen stipples in the void. Every time he writes, there is a majestic talent brewing.

In the end, the dots were connected together, condensed into a huge mountain, and moved towards the old man in black to suppress it.

"Let's turn the mountain into one word, you are fighting with your life, let's see how long you can be arrogant?"

The old man in black robe twitched his eyebrows, and dodged frantically.

But he tried his best, but he was still hit by the mountain on the back, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his spine almost broke.

"There's something about this guy, he's being careless..."

The old man in black robe decided not to confront him head-on. The other party was clearly trying to kill him on the spot.

But he knew very well that He Wancheng was about to exhaust himself, so he avoided his ultimate move, and would kill him when the time came.

breathe~

He Wancheng's breath became short of breath, and his literary heart was throbbing wildly, maintaining the communication between the Confucian spirit and the rules of Wen Dao.

But his state has declined, and a bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Old Zheng, if I die, bring up Lin Yi and hand over Qingping Academy and You Rong to him!"

He Wancheng decided to give it a go.

Zheng Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, and he covered his buttocks and shouted, "Old He, what the hell are you doing? Lin Yi is the old man's personal disciple, and the old man disagrees. He will become the master of Pingzhou Academy in the future!"

He Wancheng said, "Can the two academies be merged into one?"

"to make!"

Zheng Zhiqiu nodded resolutely, and he decided to accept the big pie from the sky, and said with a smile, "Old He Zhuangyi, the academy and the girl have arranged for my disciple..."

"roll!"

He Wancheng didn't bother to pay attention to this old urchin, and went straight after the old man in black.

There is not much time left for him, and this demon must be suppressed as soon as possible.

Soon after.

He Wancheng gradually exhausted himself, and it became more and more difficult to communicate with Wen Dao's rules, which made the old man in black robe seize the opportunity and start to counterattack!

The situation took a turn for the worse, He Wancheng was severely injured by Taoism, and almost fell from the void, his body was covered in blood.

"Lao He is in danger..."

Zheng Zhiqiu was a little dazed, with a deep sense of powerlessness. Ruling the world with literature and morality, and educating living beings are not the way to attack and kill after all.

...

In Baihe Town.

Many academy scholars are paying attention to all this, including Qingping Academy disciples and Pingzhou Academy disciples.

"father!"

He Yourong saw that He Wancheng was being severely injured continuously, covered in blood, and couldn't hold back any longer, and yelled heart-piercingly.

"Senior Sister!"

"Junior Sister..."

The academy bachelors around him comforted him, and all of them had red eyes.

"If...if the dean didn't take action to intercept the demon way, maybe it wouldn't have ended like this!"

Some bachelors feel unworthy for He Wancheng.

Some people followed suit, saying, "We actually... belong to the Holy Court, and the Human Dao Sect has always targeted only the imperial court."

Snapped!

Snapped!

A middle-aged man beside He Yourong took out a ruler and smacked the faces of the two bachelors, and said with red eyes, "It's time to hit, the academy is a holy academy, but are you born to your parents? Your parents are The people of Dayan or the people of the Holy Court?”

"Study and practice are not for the people. What are you doing studying? Pursuing your strength? Then you should go to the Holy Court and don't come back to Nanxiang Mansion. The people of Nanxiang Mansion don't welcome you!"

The middle-aged man was Chen Jinbei.

Although the other party is not a bachelor of Pingzhou Academy, he can't bear it. There are such scholars.

The Nanxiang Mansion encountered such a catastrophe, and it was all the demons behind the scenes. If they were scholars, who would stop them?

The two bachelors covered their faces and bowed their heads in silence.

"Master Chen!"

at this time.

When Chen Jinbei heard someone calling him, he was furious at him, and without turning his head, he said, "It's useless to persuade them, they should be beaten, and they are scholars in vain!"

"Bachelor Lin?"

He Yourong turned her head to look, and suddenly saw Lin Yi approaching on a white horse, her pretty face was startled.

Why did he come to Baihe Town?

"Master Lin!"

"Master Lin!"

"..."

The bachelors of Pingzhou Academy recognized Lin Yi immediately and shouted.

They were excited for no reason.

"Lin Yi?"

Master Chen was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look. When he saw the guy who had appeared in the dream several times, he looked ecstatic.

"You came back from the capital city and countryside trial? This time you won Jieyuan in the capital city, and His Majesty rewarded the academy with many things!"

Chen Jinbei couldn't help sharing this joy with Lin Yi, but thinking of the current situation, he sighed, "Why are you back? Who asked you to come back?"

"..."

Lin Yi froze for a moment, he had long experienced Master Chen's face-changing speed.

But my heart was inexplicably warm.

"The demon way is causing trouble in the world, Nanxiang Mansion is in trouble, how can I just sit back and watch?"

Lin Yi got off his horse, turned his head to look at Dean He who was in a bad condition outside the town, and his eyes immediately fell on the old man in black robe.

He squinted his eyes, without looking back, and said to Yan Shuang Martial Dao beside him, "Master Yan, kill!"