My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Anping County, Dongshan.

A vast ancient city that seems to have no end stands on it.

Li Xiuyuan, with his blue shirt fluttering, pushed open the gate of Jixia Academy calmly.

There is a white jade stone ladder paved, as if it spread all the way to the end of time, Li Xiuyuan walked on it, I don't know how far he walked, and came to an ancient bell hanging in Jixia Academy Palace.

This is a unique ancient clock, engraved with all kinds of mysterious and ancient characters, each character seems to represent a period of time.

Standing in front of the ancient clock, Li Xiuyuan sat cross-legged respectfully, with his palms folded between his eyebrows, and then he bowed and saluted.

"Disciple Li Xiuyuan, ring the saint's bell today."

Li Xiuyuan said.

As soon as the words fell, a breath of energy gathered in his whole body. He was no longer an ordinary coachman driving a car, but a great Confucian with upright spirit.

The copper pillar hanging upside down beside the ancient clock was stirred by his breath.

The breath soared to the extreme, and the copper pillar drew a huge arc.

When Li Xiuyuan's aura climbed to the peak, as if he was about to gather a river of righteousness in one breath, he waved his hands with his green shirt and wide sleeves flying.

Boom!

The copper pillar hit the ancient clock fiercely, and the ancient clock trembled. Strange sound waves spread from the ancient clock, sweeping in all directions, and the whole world revived at this moment.

"The sage's bell rings, Jixia Academy's enrollment... starts."

...

On the long street where the setting sun is like blood.

Luo Hong's white clothes fluttered, and the ancient sword Dijiao on his back trembled uncontrollably, as if he had encountered some great terror.

In front of him, facing him, was a rickety old man.

The old man wore a white Confucian shirt that was so clean that it was spotless. He looked more elegant and easy-going than Luo Hong.

Zhao Donghan, who drew his sword, passed out after being glanced at by the old man.

This made Luo Hong's heart tremble slightly, which showed that the strength of this old man must be very terrifying.

Even, Luo Hong's sixth sense told him that the old man's strength might not even be comparable to Steward Chen in his prime.

The old man and Luo Hong looked at each other, and the atmosphere fell into a somewhat weird atmosphere.

After a long time, Luo Hong couldn't bear the gaze, and coughed lightly.

"I don't know how to call the old man?"

Luo Hong forced a smile and said.

Luo Hong swears that his words are definitely not an evil question.

However, the old man looked at Luo Hong with weird eyes.

"I almost forgot my name, even myself."

The master smiled.

"Are you the son of Luo Rentu?" The master looked at Luo Hong and looked up and down. At this moment, Luo Hong, in his eyes, reflected thousands of righteous yang auras, so dazzling that it made people dazzled.

"Could it be that the old man came to kill me, too?" Luo Hong said.

However, Luo Hong didn't feel the murderous intent from the old man.

The old man looked at Luo Hong, and finally, his eyes fell on Luo Hong's abdomen, which was the position of Dantian.

It seems vaguely to see through something.

There is nothing to hide in the old man's eyes from the dripping evil beads.

Luo Hong felt as if he had been seen through. The evil bead in his dantian seemed to be unobstructed, and the old man could see clearly.

This made Luo Hong's expression change.

Stretching out his hand, he held the handle of the Earth Flood Dragon sword on his back, and the sword energy began to circulate in the meridians.

Even, with a heartbeat.

Already planning to let Di Shan Xieying escape into the shadow of the old man, and explode with a thunderous blow.

The old man glanced at his own shadow, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more intense.

"Don't use these little tricks, otherwise, old man, I will melt that little thing if I'm not careful."

The old man said.

Beads of sweat began to roll off Luo Hong's forehead.

Quickly take back Dishan Xieying.

As soon as Di Shanxieying got into the opponent's shadow, he let out a miserable howl, as if the ice and snow were about to be melted by the scorching sun.

very scary!

"General Luo asked Jixia Academy to leave the capital and move to Anping, which is considered a small favor, so this old man will pay it back."

"Evil is not evil, right is not right." The old man raised his hand and patted Luo Hong's head lightly.

Luo Hong was unable to resist.

"In today's world, evil is not exposed."

"As long as you don't go astray, everything will be fine."

"Tomorrow, Jixia Academy will recruit students. Remember to go and work hard to get a place. Pressure is also a motivation. Don't waste General Luo's painstaking efforts."

The old man said, and then patted Luo Hong on the top of the head three times.

Then he floated away and walked slowly on the long street, but his figure was as blurred as an exiled immortal.

The uproar in the surroundings came back to my ears again, hawkers hawking, businessmen walking...

If it weren't for Zhao Donghan who was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, Luo Hong really thought that everything just now was just a dream in Nanke.

Zhao Donghan soon woke up from his deep sleep, got up from the ground suddenly, holding a knife, looking fierce.

Luo Hong looked at the garbage guard and was speechless.

"People have left."

Luo Hongdao.

Zhao Donghan took a deep breath, squatted on the ground, patted his chest, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Master, Old Zhao, I think I remembered who that old man was just now."

"That's my master."

Empress Zhao Donghan said in fear that he actually drew his sword at his master.

If this spreads, every scholar in the world will drown him with every mouthful of saliva.

At this moment, Luo Hong had no time to take Zhao Donghan's words into consideration.

The heart sank into the dantian.

In the dantian, the evil energy is overflowing, and after absorbing the evil beads condensed by the evil cultivator, it is a little restless, and even vaguely, an evil light will surge out from the bright Zhengyang energy around the body.

However, Master patted him on the top of the head three times, which actually stabilized his evil spirit, and even made him more low-key and gloomy.

Luo Hong finally understood the meaning of the Master's sentence that evil should not be revealed.

The master must have seen the evil spirit in his dantian and knew his identity as an evil cultivator, so he helped him suppress the evil spirit's outward release?

"So... my positive yang energy is getting stronger and stronger now? Is it getting purer and purer?"

Luo Hong's face was almost black.

He knew that the master might be kind enough to help him for the sake of his father.

But... Luo Hong was really sad and melancholy.

"No, this Jixia Academy must go."

Luo Hong narrowed his eyes.

The letter left by the father said that the students from various forces in Jixia Academy might also have ulterior motives for him, so his target quota will be useful again, and the crime will be greatly facilitated.

Therefore, Luo Hong is bound to win the place to enter Jixia Academy!

Just when Luo Hong was thinking like this.

Boom!

There is a bell ringing, as if thinking about the world.

Luo Hong looked back, his white clothes were flying, and he looked at Dongshan Mountain.

...

Boom!

The sound of the saint's bell ringing spread in an instant.

It was like throwing a stone into a calm lake, causing ripples that spread continuously.

The sound of the bell travels ten miles, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles... even ten thousand miles!

When the academies all over the world heard the ringing of the bell, they all rang the ancient bells of their respective academies. For a moment, the whole earth seemed to be boiling with the sound of the bell.

The Jixia Academy was established in Anping County, and the news that the sage's bell was ringing to start recruiting students continued to spread like a hurricane.

...

In the Great Xia Imperial Capital, the ancient city gate opened.

One after another, carriages drove out of the ancient city. In the carriages, all the major families, and even the proud sons of the royal descendants with royal blood flowed.

Under the leadership of their elders, they rushed to Anping County.

The most spectacular scene was the horse-drawn carriages leaving the imperial city. The horseshoes and wheels flew into the air like clouds.

Not only the imperial city, but all the major mansions under the jurisdiction of the Great Xia Dynasty also opened the gates of the ancient city, with horse-drawn carriages slowly coming out, and some heroes riding horses and raising their whips.

On the ancient blessed land of mountains and rivers.

It is also the fact that many sects have opened the dusty gates for a long time, and there are outstanding disciples who have walked out of the sect.

Some Taoists talked and laughed happily, leading the little Taoist to make clouds under their feet.

There are also old monks and young monks who grow lotuses every step of the way.

Even further away are the Great Chu, Great Zhou, and the Golden Tent Royal Court...

There are also flying chariots flying across the sky to Anping.

This is still a big trick, a generation with great supernatural powers.

Those ordinary monks with weaker cultivation bases and no great means rode their horses and galloped overnight on the official road outside Anping County.

Small Anping County.

Almost overnight, he became the center of the dancing world.

...

Late at night, the sky is full of stars.

The stars are vast.

Steward Chen was dressed in a green shirt, with white hair fluttering, sitting by the lotus pond, looking up at the dome of the night sky.

He looked over, and with his crappy qi-watching technique, he could see that there was a tyrannical aura coming from all directions, winding like a real dragon, quickly gathering towards Anping County.

Those are the auras of those arrogance and evildoers with great luck and magnanimity.

This scene was quite shocking in the dark.

This night, the most hopeful Qi master in the world is probably doomed to be sleepless.

Butler Chen's mouth twitched.

"Master Luo, it seems like you're playing a bit big. With so many Tianjiao and evildoers, will the pressure be a bit more? My son... I don't know if I will live or not?"

...

Luo Hong sat in the study room, running the Sword Qi Jue, Accumulating Sword Jue, and Raising Sword Art...

After practicing the sword in the middle of the night, he began to run "Evil Shadow of the Undead", and he wanted to mobilize his state to the peak and extreme.

Luo Hong didn't know what he was excited about.

Maybe it's because tomorrow will be the beginning of his journey as a villain and a fresh start.

Or maybe they are about to meet with Tianjiao from all sides, and they are excited.

All in all, it was a sleepless night.

When the east is turning white.

Luo Hong opened his eyes and practiced the evil cultivation technique in the middle of the night. There was no evil energy in his body, but the positive energy was like the rising sun. He was also very helpless.

He ran to the kitchen specifically, snarled Xiaodouhua who was preparing breakfast, and walked away with a fried dough stick. Luo Hong left the Luo Mansion with the ancient sword Dijiao wrapped in cloth on his back.

Zhao Donghan, who had been waiting outside the door, consciously carried a knife on his waist, and followed Luo Hong.

Unknowingly, the two of them crossed the long street under the brilliant morning glow.

Came to the foot of Dongshan.

There are still unscattered morning dew hanging on the weeds beside the bluestone slab.

With his sword in his hand, Luo Hong glanced at the Jixia Academy on the top of Dongshan Mountain, shrouded in the brilliant morning glow, like a fairy palace.

Let out a foul breath.

Say a word silently in your heart, for sin!

Then he took a step while the white clothes fluttered, stepping on the bluestone slab.

Climb the ladder and go straight up Dongshan.