Chapter 88
Devil Contract, Nanke Chess Score
Chapter 88 Devil Contract, Nanke Chess Score
"Ughhhh!!!"
Xu Jingwen threw away the scroll, covered his face with his hands, and subconsciously took two or three steps back.
Ye Moqing's expression changed, and she shouted angrily, "How dare you, rat!"
The long sword at her waist was unsheathed, and Ye Moqing slashed at Lu Xing.
The realm constructed by the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and lakes disappeared behind Ye Moqing in a flash.
The awe-inspiring righteousness gathered into a sword light and flew towards Lu Xing.
Although Ye Moqing is majoring in Taoism painting, Confucianism has the etiquette of a gentleman wearing a sword, so he has naturally learned the Haoyang Sword Art.Just not specialized.
Lu Xing didn't even look at it, he pulled out the long sword casually with his left hand, and turned his backhand upwards, the majestic sword energy flew out, colliding with the sword glow from Ye Moqing and disappeared.
Ye Moqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and the other seven Hanlin scholars were also startled.
"It's no wonder that you dare to commit murder here. It turns out that you have some skills."
"However, Hao Yang Jian Jue is in your hands, it is really ironic!"
Ye Moqing stood up, and the aura belonging to the Daoyuan realm began to be released. Although the field had not been opened, it was obvious that Ye Moqing was really serious at this moment.
Except for the Confucian swordsman who belonged to the same Bailudong Academy as Ye Moqing, the remaining seven Hanlin scholars did not move, and looked at Lu Xing coldly.
Lu Xing handed the long sword to his right hand without fear, and looked directly into Ye Moqing's eyes.
"Is it sarcasm in my hands?"
"It's a joke! It's the real irony that you are also worthy of being called Hanlin bachelors!"
"A group of blind trash!"
Liu Jingmo, who was about to step forward to apologize and defend Lu Xing, heard Lu Xing's words, and immediately fell back down in fright after standing up.
The faces of Ye Moqing and other eight Hanlin scholars turned cold.
"You blunt junior!"
"Have Confucianism declined to such an extent, a rough man who has no respect for his elders and no etiquette?"
Liu Jingmo was sweating profusely. Looking at Ye Moqing, who was holding a long sword, his face became colder and colder. After several changes in his expression, he finally gritted his teeth, stood up, and quickly ran to Lu Xing's side, bowing deeply to Ye Moqing. .
"Bailudong Academy, Liu Jingmo, I pay my respects to all the teachers."
Ordinary Confucianism Cultivators, seeing a Confucianism Cultivator with the title of Hanlin Bachelor, can actually call him Teacher or Sir.
"Teachers, Brother Fang didn't intend to offend. He was just dissatisfied with being teased and humiliated by Brother Jing Wen before he came down. That's why he acted so impolitely."
"Please forgive me, teachers!"
Lu Xing looked at Liu Jingmo in surprise, never expecting that he would still stand up and defend himself at this moment.
Ye Moqing glanced at Liu Jingmo coldly.
"Liu Jingmo... I remember that you are Jing Wen's friend from the same hometown."
"He has recommended you to me many times, hoping that I can guide you in painting."
"Jing Wen treats you like this. Not only are you ungrateful, but you also indulge your friends to commit murder! Now you are defending the murderer and disregarding Jing Wen's safety!"
"It's a shame that I, Bailudong Academy, have a student like you!"
Liu Jingmo's face turned pale, looking at Xu Jingwen who was half kneeling on the ground covering his face, the expression on his face was full of shame.
"Brother Jing Wen, you actually think of me so much, I..."
Lu Xing slapped Liu Jingmo on the shoulder.
"Don't pay attention to that idiot who uses his eyes as light bulbs. He can't see the essence of Xu Jingwen himself, and just watched him abuse other students. In my opinion, he is the disgrace of Bailudong Academy."
"Brother Fang! Don't say a few words!"
Liu Jingmo was startled, and quickly advised.
Ye Moqing looked cold, he no longer planned to talk nonsense with Lu Xing.Inserting the long sword back into the scabbard, the field behind Ye Moqing loomed, and he was ready to suppress Lu Xing immediately.
Liu Jingmo was in a hurry, but before he could plead for Lu Xing again, Lu Xing spoke first.
"I said, have you forgotten the person involved?"
Lu Xing raised his hand, pointed at Xu Jingwen who was kneeling there with the tip of his sword, his body trembling slightly, and said with a half-smile.
"Don't you think, my dear friend, you have been kneeling there for a long time and disconnected?"
Ye Moqing paused for a moment when she raised her hand, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Xu Jingwen.
Beside Ye Moqing, Zhu Yu, a Hanlin scholar who specializes in kendo in Bailudong Academy, also looked over.
Seeing this, the righteousness in Zhu Yu's body reacted immediately...
Slightly taken aback, Zhu Yu's expression immediately changed.
It is very subtle to be able to make Haoran's righteousness react without actively urging it to the situation, and to explain the situation...
"Are you trying to say what you did with your sword qi just now? If you want to threaten me with this, then you can..."
"Brother Ye, wait a minute!"
Ye Moqing was interrupted by Zhu Yu before she finished speaking.
Zhu Yu stared closely at Xu Jingwen with a serious expression.
"Xu Jingwen, put your hands down! Let me see your wound!"
Xu Jingwen's body trembled very obviously.
And Zhu Yu's attitude, as well as Xu Jingwen's reaction, also made others feel that something was wrong.
The Hanlin bachelors from the other three major academies also stood up, but they didn't mean to intervene in the slightest, they just secretly protected their own students.
Ye Moqing's eyes were a little suspicious, she looked at Zhu Yu, then at Xu Jingwen, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.
Lu Xing sneered: "Looking at him, he seems unable to move, let me help him!"
With a wave of his hand, the long sword once again cut out a mighty sword energy and flew towards Xu Jingwen.
Ye Moqing subconsciously wanted to stop her, but was stopped by Zhu Yu.
"Roar!!"
Following a roar that was not a human voice, Xu Jingwen suddenly raised his head, and shattered the flying sword energy with a wave of his hand, but the strength of the sword energy exceeded Xu Jingwen's imagination, and countless small wounds appeared on his arm.
However, it was Xu Jingwen's blood dripping from the wound that surprised everyone present...
Black and red in color, with a strong sulfur smell, it looks like blood in a semi-solidified state like magma.
Lu Xing pulled the shocked Liu Jingmo behind him, and smiled playfully.
"Sure enough, the reason why your talent in painting has improved by leaps and bounds;"
"I also changed my personality drastically, so actively fighting with others and destroying others' will and state of mind."
"It's all because you signed a contract with the devil and sold everything about yourself to the devil."
The ugly expression on Xu Jingwen's face suddenly sank, and he glared at Lu Xing sternly, his eyes wished he could cut Lu Xing into pieces.
"Devil Contract!"
The expressions of Ye Moqing and Zhu Yu became very ugly.
The demon clan is different from the demon clan. Although both have the word "movil" in their names, and their behavior is similar, they are two completely different races.
Use the simplest words to describe the difference between the two races...
Demons are born from the darkness of the human heart, and the demons are a collection of darkness in the world.
The seven deadly sins of the human heart such as arrogance, jealousy, and greed are the foundation of the devil's birth, and it is also the only food on the devil's diet besides flesh and blood and soul.
Resentment, evil spirits, blood energy and other substances belonging to the dark side of the world are the source of power for the demons.
It can be said that the demon race is harmful to all creatures, while the demon race is only harmful to intelligent creatures.
"Masters of Hanlin, a person who has signed a contract with the devil is dangling under your noses, and he is using the power of the devil's contract to mutilate and poison other Confucian students."
Lu Xing looked at the position of Ye Moqing and the others, his voice mocking.
"Your eyes are really not made of light bulbs?"
All the Hanlin scholars had ugly expressions on their faces, but no one could refute Lu Xing's words.
Ye Moqing just threw a picture scroll with a gloomy expression, restraining Xu Jingwen in place.
Xu Jingwen did not resist, because he knew that resistance was useless.
The wound between the eyebrows was still bleeding, but now Xu Jingwen didn't bother to cover it up.
He stared at Lu Xing, half puzzled half resentful asked.
"My disguise, even the sages in Wenxin Palace can hide it, how did you see it!"
Lu Xing smiled.
He has the blood of a pure-blooded human race. When Xu Jingwen just approached, Lu Xing felt a pungent sulfur smell on Xu Jingwen's body.
And Lu Xing had learned a lot of knowledge from Qiu Wanbai, and Qiu Wanbai mentioned that all creatures who signed a contract with the devil would emit a pungent sulfur smell from the depths of their souls.
Therefore, all creatures who have signed a contract with the devil will try their best to cover up the sulfur smell deep in their souls.
Lu Xing didn't know what method Xu Jingwen used to cover up his abnormality, but the pure-blooded human blood was the original blood of the human race, and he was born with an extraordinary perception of human races with foreign blood.
But these obviously cannot be said to Xu Jingwen.So, Lu Xing answered the question in a non-sensical way.
"It's not me who exposed your disguise, but him."
Lu Xing pushed out Liu Jingmo who was behind him.
"I?"
Liu Jingmo looked confused, and looked back at Lu Xing blankly.
"That painting of yours has a trace of people's hearts on it."
Lu Xing pointed to the painting on the ground, and smiled at Liu Jingmo.
"As I said, your painting is not bad."
"The will of the people?"
Ye Moqing's expression changed when he heard the words, and he stretched out his hand to take the picture scroll on the ground into his hand, unfolded the picture scroll and carefully analyzed it.
"The brushwork is sophisticated, the structure and layout are appropriate, and the basic skills are very solid."
"But the figures and scenes are tangible and godless, and they are only at the entry-level level of painting."
"But why..."
Ye Moqing put down the scroll, unbelievable, and Lie Xin looked at Liu Jingmo happily.
"There is a trace of the hearts of the people in your paintings!?"
"The will of the people?"
Liu Jingmo was a little at a loss, he didn't understand what Ye Moqing said about Wanmin's will, and the gentlemen of the academy didn't teach it.
"Form, mind, spirit, heart."
"These are the four levels of painting, drawing the shape, drawing the artistic conception, nourishing the charm, and retaining the heart."
"Only when the painter himself can integrate his own thoughts into the painting, can he really make this painting come alive from the virtual to the real."
"This is the mark of a journey of painting, a sign of true greatness."
Lu Xing patted Liu Jingmo on the shoulder and joked.
"How is it? Are you feeling particularly excited and happy now? Do you want to have a striptease to cheer you up?"
"Okay...Brother Fang! What nonsense are you talking about!"
Liu Jingmo blankly responded subconsciously, and then his brain went online again, realizing what Lu Xing had just said.
Lu Xing laughed loudly, and then looked at Xu Jingwen who was suppressed by the scroll.
"This guy, you don't have to pity him."
"Although the specific content of the contract he signed with the devil is unclear, it allows him to take away the talent of those who failed to fight him."
"He has been sneering at you all the time, and even recommending you to others. In fact, he has taken a fancy to your talent in painting, and wants you to agree to fight with him in painting and take away your talent."
Xu Jingwen looked at Lu Xing coldly without making any rebuttals.
This made Liu Jingmo unable to speak in his defense.
Ye Moqing and Zhu Yu looked at each other. If it is true what Lu Xing said, how many talents have they lost among those students who dropped out of Bailudong Academy voluntarily or passively over the years!
"In short, that's it, we will meet again in the future."
Lu Xing estimated the time and felt that it was almost dinner time, so he was about to leave.
"Wait! My little friend, I think your spirit of not fearing power and daring to expose just now fits the style of our academy."
Seeing that Lu Xing was about to leave, a Hanlin scholar from Shigu Academy hurriedly asked to stay.
"I wonder if you are willing to join our Shigu Academy? I can assure you that as long as you enter the academy, I will introduce you to a great scholar to be your teacher."
Hearing this, the other three academies reacted.
Liu Jingmo is now a student of Bailudong Academy, so he is not suitable for poaching people in public.
But Lu Xing is a Confucianism cultivator in this world, and he can see that Xu Jingwen's perfect disguise is obviously not as simple as it looks on the surface.
Whether it's because of his secrets, or just looking at him, it's impossible for the four major academies to spare Lu Xing.
"Little friend, we Yingtian Academy has several masters who are masters of swordsmanship. It is definitely the most suitable for you if you choose us."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, the small worlds of the ten places know that the master of our Shigu Academy is the strongest Confucianism cultivator in the small world of the ten places. If you join our academy, you will have the opportunity to listen to the teacher's lecture once a month."
"Little brother, our Songyang Academy..."
Except for Bailudong Academy, the other three academies rushed to invite Lu Xing. While seeing the other living Confucianism cultivators in the Drum Tower dumbfounded, they were also full of envy.
Lu Xing was also stunned. He didn't show any amazing talent. Why do these academies value him so much?
"Thank you for your kindness, but I have no plans to join the academy, so please leave now."
After saying this, in order to divert everyone's attention, Lu Xing immediately opened the sign-in.
【Ding!Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for getting the eight-star reward, Nanke Chess Book! 】
"Um!?"
Several Hanlin scholars were about to say something, but they suddenly raised their heads in unison, staring at the ceiling above their heads.
But in the sky outside the Drum Tower, a chess game suddenly appeared in which the sky was the board and the stars were the pieces.The vitality of black and white is entangled on the chessboard, fighting, devouring, and then annihilating together.
In Chang'an City, countless cultivators saw the chess game just now, and their hearts could not be calm for a long time.
just because...
"Reverse the innate yin and yang, transform the tangible into the invisible."
"This is the Taishi Realm in the Wutai Realm!"
"How could there be a cultivator of the seventh step of the immortal god appearing in this time period in this world!?"
(End of this chapter)
"Ughhhh!!!"
Xu Jingwen threw away the scroll, covered his face with his hands, and subconsciously took two or three steps back.
Ye Moqing's expression changed, and she shouted angrily, "How dare you, rat!"
The long sword at her waist was unsheathed, and Ye Moqing slashed at Lu Xing.
The realm constructed by the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and lakes disappeared behind Ye Moqing in a flash.
The awe-inspiring righteousness gathered into a sword light and flew towards Lu Xing.
Although Ye Moqing is majoring in Taoism painting, Confucianism has the etiquette of a gentleman wearing a sword, so he has naturally learned the Haoyang Sword Art.Just not specialized.
Lu Xing didn't even look at it, he pulled out the long sword casually with his left hand, and turned his backhand upwards, the majestic sword energy flew out, colliding with the sword glow from Ye Moqing and disappeared.
Ye Moqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and the other seven Hanlin scholars were also startled.
"It's no wonder that you dare to commit murder here. It turns out that you have some skills."
"However, Hao Yang Jian Jue is in your hands, it is really ironic!"
Ye Moqing stood up, and the aura belonging to the Daoyuan realm began to be released. Although the field had not been opened, it was obvious that Ye Moqing was really serious at this moment.
Except for the Confucian swordsman who belonged to the same Bailudong Academy as Ye Moqing, the remaining seven Hanlin scholars did not move, and looked at Lu Xing coldly.
Lu Xing handed the long sword to his right hand without fear, and looked directly into Ye Moqing's eyes.
"Is it sarcasm in my hands?"
"It's a joke! It's the real irony that you are also worthy of being called Hanlin bachelors!"
"A group of blind trash!"
Liu Jingmo, who was about to step forward to apologize and defend Lu Xing, heard Lu Xing's words, and immediately fell back down in fright after standing up.
The faces of Ye Moqing and other eight Hanlin scholars turned cold.
"You blunt junior!"
"Have Confucianism declined to such an extent, a rough man who has no respect for his elders and no etiquette?"
Liu Jingmo was sweating profusely. Looking at Ye Moqing, who was holding a long sword, his face became colder and colder. After several changes in his expression, he finally gritted his teeth, stood up, and quickly ran to Lu Xing's side, bowing deeply to Ye Moqing. .
"Bailudong Academy, Liu Jingmo, I pay my respects to all the teachers."
Ordinary Confucianism Cultivators, seeing a Confucianism Cultivator with the title of Hanlin Bachelor, can actually call him Teacher or Sir.
"Teachers, Brother Fang didn't intend to offend. He was just dissatisfied with being teased and humiliated by Brother Jing Wen before he came down. That's why he acted so impolitely."
"Please forgive me, teachers!"
Lu Xing looked at Liu Jingmo in surprise, never expecting that he would still stand up and defend himself at this moment.
Ye Moqing glanced at Liu Jingmo coldly.
"Liu Jingmo... I remember that you are Jing Wen's friend from the same hometown."
"He has recommended you to me many times, hoping that I can guide you in painting."
"Jing Wen treats you like this. Not only are you ungrateful, but you also indulge your friends to commit murder! Now you are defending the murderer and disregarding Jing Wen's safety!"
"It's a shame that I, Bailudong Academy, have a student like you!"
Liu Jingmo's face turned pale, looking at Xu Jingwen who was half kneeling on the ground covering his face, the expression on his face was full of shame.
"Brother Jing Wen, you actually think of me so much, I..."
Lu Xing slapped Liu Jingmo on the shoulder.
"Don't pay attention to that idiot who uses his eyes as light bulbs. He can't see the essence of Xu Jingwen himself, and just watched him abuse other students. In my opinion, he is the disgrace of Bailudong Academy."
"Brother Fang! Don't say a few words!"
Liu Jingmo was startled, and quickly advised.
Ye Moqing looked cold, he no longer planned to talk nonsense with Lu Xing.Inserting the long sword back into the scabbard, the field behind Ye Moqing loomed, and he was ready to suppress Lu Xing immediately.
Liu Jingmo was in a hurry, but before he could plead for Lu Xing again, Lu Xing spoke first.
"I said, have you forgotten the person involved?"
Lu Xing raised his hand, pointed at Xu Jingwen who was kneeling there with the tip of his sword, his body trembling slightly, and said with a half-smile.
"Don't you think, my dear friend, you have been kneeling there for a long time and disconnected?"
Ye Moqing paused for a moment when she raised her hand, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Xu Jingwen.
Beside Ye Moqing, Zhu Yu, a Hanlin scholar who specializes in kendo in Bailudong Academy, also looked over.
Seeing this, the righteousness in Zhu Yu's body reacted immediately...
Slightly taken aback, Zhu Yu's expression immediately changed.
It is very subtle to be able to make Haoran's righteousness react without actively urging it to the situation, and to explain the situation...
"Are you trying to say what you did with your sword qi just now? If you want to threaten me with this, then you can..."
"Brother Ye, wait a minute!"
Ye Moqing was interrupted by Zhu Yu before she finished speaking.
Zhu Yu stared closely at Xu Jingwen with a serious expression.
"Xu Jingwen, put your hands down! Let me see your wound!"
Xu Jingwen's body trembled very obviously.
And Zhu Yu's attitude, as well as Xu Jingwen's reaction, also made others feel that something was wrong.
The Hanlin bachelors from the other three major academies also stood up, but they didn't mean to intervene in the slightest, they just secretly protected their own students.
Ye Moqing's eyes were a little suspicious, she looked at Zhu Yu, then at Xu Jingwen, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.
Lu Xing sneered: "Looking at him, he seems unable to move, let me help him!"
With a wave of his hand, the long sword once again cut out a mighty sword energy and flew towards Xu Jingwen.
Ye Moqing subconsciously wanted to stop her, but was stopped by Zhu Yu.
"Roar!!"
Following a roar that was not a human voice, Xu Jingwen suddenly raised his head, and shattered the flying sword energy with a wave of his hand, but the strength of the sword energy exceeded Xu Jingwen's imagination, and countless small wounds appeared on his arm.
However, it was Xu Jingwen's blood dripping from the wound that surprised everyone present...
Black and red in color, with a strong sulfur smell, it looks like blood in a semi-solidified state like magma.
Lu Xing pulled the shocked Liu Jingmo behind him, and smiled playfully.
"Sure enough, the reason why your talent in painting has improved by leaps and bounds;"
"I also changed my personality drastically, so actively fighting with others and destroying others' will and state of mind."
"It's all because you signed a contract with the devil and sold everything about yourself to the devil."
The ugly expression on Xu Jingwen's face suddenly sank, and he glared at Lu Xing sternly, his eyes wished he could cut Lu Xing into pieces.
"Devil Contract!"
The expressions of Ye Moqing and Zhu Yu became very ugly.
The demon clan is different from the demon clan. Although both have the word "movil" in their names, and their behavior is similar, they are two completely different races.
Use the simplest words to describe the difference between the two races...
Demons are born from the darkness of the human heart, and the demons are a collection of darkness in the world.
The seven deadly sins of the human heart such as arrogance, jealousy, and greed are the foundation of the devil's birth, and it is also the only food on the devil's diet besides flesh and blood and soul.
Resentment, evil spirits, blood energy and other substances belonging to the dark side of the world are the source of power for the demons.
It can be said that the demon race is harmful to all creatures, while the demon race is only harmful to intelligent creatures.
"Masters of Hanlin, a person who has signed a contract with the devil is dangling under your noses, and he is using the power of the devil's contract to mutilate and poison other Confucian students."
Lu Xing looked at the position of Ye Moqing and the others, his voice mocking.
"Your eyes are really not made of light bulbs?"
All the Hanlin scholars had ugly expressions on their faces, but no one could refute Lu Xing's words.
Ye Moqing just threw a picture scroll with a gloomy expression, restraining Xu Jingwen in place.
Xu Jingwen did not resist, because he knew that resistance was useless.
The wound between the eyebrows was still bleeding, but now Xu Jingwen didn't bother to cover it up.
He stared at Lu Xing, half puzzled half resentful asked.
"My disguise, even the sages in Wenxin Palace can hide it, how did you see it!"
Lu Xing smiled.
He has the blood of a pure-blooded human race. When Xu Jingwen just approached, Lu Xing felt a pungent sulfur smell on Xu Jingwen's body.
And Lu Xing had learned a lot of knowledge from Qiu Wanbai, and Qiu Wanbai mentioned that all creatures who signed a contract with the devil would emit a pungent sulfur smell from the depths of their souls.
Therefore, all creatures who have signed a contract with the devil will try their best to cover up the sulfur smell deep in their souls.
Lu Xing didn't know what method Xu Jingwen used to cover up his abnormality, but the pure-blooded human blood was the original blood of the human race, and he was born with an extraordinary perception of human races with foreign blood.
But these obviously cannot be said to Xu Jingwen.So, Lu Xing answered the question in a non-sensical way.
"It's not me who exposed your disguise, but him."
Lu Xing pushed out Liu Jingmo who was behind him.
"I?"
Liu Jingmo looked confused, and looked back at Lu Xing blankly.
"That painting of yours has a trace of people's hearts on it."
Lu Xing pointed to the painting on the ground, and smiled at Liu Jingmo.
"As I said, your painting is not bad."
"The will of the people?"
Ye Moqing's expression changed when he heard the words, and he stretched out his hand to take the picture scroll on the ground into his hand, unfolded the picture scroll and carefully analyzed it.
"The brushwork is sophisticated, the structure and layout are appropriate, and the basic skills are very solid."
"But the figures and scenes are tangible and godless, and they are only at the entry-level level of painting."
"But why..."
Ye Moqing put down the scroll, unbelievable, and Lie Xin looked at Liu Jingmo happily.
"There is a trace of the hearts of the people in your paintings!?"
"The will of the people?"
Liu Jingmo was a little at a loss, he didn't understand what Ye Moqing said about Wanmin's will, and the gentlemen of the academy didn't teach it.
"Form, mind, spirit, heart."
"These are the four levels of painting, drawing the shape, drawing the artistic conception, nourishing the charm, and retaining the heart."
"Only when the painter himself can integrate his own thoughts into the painting, can he really make this painting come alive from the virtual to the real."
"This is the mark of a journey of painting, a sign of true greatness."
Lu Xing patted Liu Jingmo on the shoulder and joked.
"How is it? Are you feeling particularly excited and happy now? Do you want to have a striptease to cheer you up?"
"Okay...Brother Fang! What nonsense are you talking about!"
Liu Jingmo blankly responded subconsciously, and then his brain went online again, realizing what Lu Xing had just said.
Lu Xing laughed loudly, and then looked at Xu Jingwen who was suppressed by the scroll.
"This guy, you don't have to pity him."
"Although the specific content of the contract he signed with the devil is unclear, it allows him to take away the talent of those who failed to fight him."
"He has been sneering at you all the time, and even recommending you to others. In fact, he has taken a fancy to your talent in painting, and wants you to agree to fight with him in painting and take away your talent."
Xu Jingwen looked at Lu Xing coldly without making any rebuttals.
This made Liu Jingmo unable to speak in his defense.
Ye Moqing and Zhu Yu looked at each other. If it is true what Lu Xing said, how many talents have they lost among those students who dropped out of Bailudong Academy voluntarily or passively over the years!
"In short, that's it, we will meet again in the future."
Lu Xing estimated the time and felt that it was almost dinner time, so he was about to leave.
"Wait! My little friend, I think your spirit of not fearing power and daring to expose just now fits the style of our academy."
Seeing that Lu Xing was about to leave, a Hanlin scholar from Shigu Academy hurriedly asked to stay.
"I wonder if you are willing to join our Shigu Academy? I can assure you that as long as you enter the academy, I will introduce you to a great scholar to be your teacher."
Hearing this, the other three academies reacted.
Liu Jingmo is now a student of Bailudong Academy, so he is not suitable for poaching people in public.
But Lu Xing is a Confucianism cultivator in this world, and he can see that Xu Jingwen's perfect disguise is obviously not as simple as it looks on the surface.
Whether it's because of his secrets, or just looking at him, it's impossible for the four major academies to spare Lu Xing.
"Little friend, we Yingtian Academy has several masters who are masters of swordsmanship. It is definitely the most suitable for you if you choose us."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, the small worlds of the ten places know that the master of our Shigu Academy is the strongest Confucianism cultivator in the small world of the ten places. If you join our academy, you will have the opportunity to listen to the teacher's lecture once a month."
"Little brother, our Songyang Academy..."
Except for Bailudong Academy, the other three academies rushed to invite Lu Xing. While seeing the other living Confucianism cultivators in the Drum Tower dumbfounded, they were also full of envy.
Lu Xing was also stunned. He didn't show any amazing talent. Why do these academies value him so much?
"Thank you for your kindness, but I have no plans to join the academy, so please leave now."
After saying this, in order to divert everyone's attention, Lu Xing immediately opened the sign-in.
【Ding!Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for getting the eight-star reward, Nanke Chess Book! 】
"Um!?"
Several Hanlin scholars were about to say something, but they suddenly raised their heads in unison, staring at the ceiling above their heads.
But in the sky outside the Drum Tower, a chess game suddenly appeared in which the sky was the board and the stars were the pieces.The vitality of black and white is entangled on the chessboard, fighting, devouring, and then annihilating together.
In Chang'an City, countless cultivators saw the chess game just now, and their hearts could not be calm for a long time.
just because...
"Reverse the innate yin and yang, transform the tangible into the invisible."
"This is the Taishi Realm in the Wutai Realm!"
"How could there be a cultivator of the seventh step of the immortal god appearing in this time period in this world!?"
(End of this chapter)