In the past few days, there has been a heavy snowfall, which is extremely fierce, and everything in the world is white from top to bottom.
Some ancestors of the Yinyang family said that it was an auspicious snow, which had a very good meaning, so the academy did not stop the heavy snow and let it fall.
The old man Qing Huang, who was divided into the ancestors of the military family for generations, stood with his sword in his arms, watching the heavy winter snow outside the window, and remained silent.
He didn't think it was Rui Xue, because he never believed in the weather.
On the contrary, in this heavy snow, it is indeed an excellent place to kill people. If it is really not good, if you die in it, it can be regarded as a first-class burial ground.
The old man Qing Huang tapped on the hilt of his sword lightly, his eyes were dazzled by the wind and snow outside.
A hundred schools of thought have been discussing Taoism for hundreds of years, so what can they come up with?
No fart was discussed, but the ability to put on a show is getting stronger every year.
If there is no result this year...
He is going to kill.
He is a military monk, and even a swordsman, but he has not used a sword for more than a hundred years.
Fortunately, he has not forgotten how to kill.
The flying sword in the old man's arms blew a long cry, very excited.
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Chen Jiu sat down with the bald boy and discussed Taoism, discussing various schools of thought, which one is the best.
Chen Jiuxian asked, "How is the chef?"
The young man shook his head, "Chef? The cook can serve dinner, but his cultivation is not good enough."
"farmhouse?"
"The peasant family has more than enough self-protection, but its ability is not good enough."
"Pharmacist?"
"Yao family's ability and cultivation are fine, but the words are weak, so it's still not enough."
Chen Jiu thought for a moment, then said, "Inventor."
The boy frowned, "What about him? I haven't heard of it."
Chen Jiu didn't know what to do, and asked, "Which one will do?"
The young man spread his hands, "I don't know if it's a military family. They are all first-class in cultivation and ability, and they are all handsome and handsome. If the military family is not good, which one can do it?"
Chen Jiu glanced at the young man and laughed, "I can't tell."
The bald boy was still intoxicated with himself, muttering in a low voice why I am so handsome, it is really unreasonable.
Chen Jiu didn't speak, and looked at the young man with a slightly sad look in his eyes. His brain was broken at a young age, so what should he do in the future.
However, he has no right to talk about others, after all, his mind is sometimes quite out of the way.
Perhaps Chen Jiu was too optimistic. Even though he saw a lot of suffering in the world, he could still smile sincerely, but when he was alone, he still felt resentful.
This is not good. He has to get rid of his grievances and become a better person, so that he can be good to the world and the morals of the world.
He's trying, but still having trouble.
There is a lot of resentment, there is a reason for it when it comes, how can it disappear for no reason?
He doesn't like to kill people, but he still wants to kill people. There is no contradiction at all.
Before the murder, he was very kind to the world, after the murder, he will only be better.
There was some snow on the stone ladder, and snow from the sky also fell on Chen Jiu's body, which was piled on top of his cotton-padded jacket in a thick layer.
Chen Jiu suddenly thought that it would be great if he could kill people in this snowy day. The way the blood was sprinkled on the snow and slowly melted with the heat seemed beautiful.
He shook his head and rubbed his temples.
I don't think I should have this idea.
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Recently, the academy has been very lively, and at night it is also full of lights and festoons, and it is noisy. The monks of various sects live in the guest rooms, and they can't stay here all the time.
Among them are Sanqi.
One is that military strategists do not entertain guests, and have never had a good face towards monks from various sects.
This is ironic, saying that military strategists are ranked second in the school, and it is normal for them to be big. After all, even Confucianism, which ranks first, only allows some lecturers and great Confucians to come out to entertain guests.
These words were said in a weird way, but fortunately no one dared to say them in front of military monks, otherwise there would be a gang fight in the academy.
The second strange thing is that there is a Confucian scholar with Danfeng eyes who likes to sit quietly in the heavy snow, and the ink will fade out behind him, like a painting in the snow.
An elder from a large sect said to his disciples: "This scholar is observing the snow and enlightening the Tao."
Naturally, it's not martial arts or swordsmanship, and what he understands is nothing more than a painting of Daxue.
Wouldn't it be extremely comfortable to just use heavy snow to kill people?
One day when it was snowing heavily, the scholar Dan Fengyan got up and shook off the snow on his body, then turned and went into the study.
It was still snowing outside, and it was getting darker.
The third oddity is the young man in padded jacket who is guarding the back gate of the academy.
Some female cultivators were the most emotional, and would even secretly come to see him in groups. They laughed a few times on the top of the stone ladder, and then looked at Chen Jiu turning his head, smiled at him, and then ran away shyly. Far.
Every time at this time, the boy would scratch his bald head and sigh, it is troublesome to be handsome, and it is a sin to provoke so many fairies to scream.
Chen Jiu looked at him silently and shook his head.
After the two got acquainted with each other, they would also play chess from time to time. Fortunately, both of them are stinky chess baskets, and the outcome is fifty-five points, but they can continue to play.
After playing for a long time, the two of them still have a feeling of being a hero and cherishing a hero. Before each game, they have to humbly sigh.
"Brother Chen, please go first."
"Brother Guang, you should come."
The bald boy's words stopped abruptly, and only then did he realize that he hadn't told Chen Jiu his name, so he said.
"Brother Chen, my name is Zuo Hao."
Chen Jiu nodded in understanding, and stretched out his hand to move forward.
"Okay, Brother Guang, please go first."
The bald boy was silent for a while, then reached out to make a move.
"Brother Chen, you can come."
The two backed off for a long time.
An inappropriate voice sounded.
"Come on, Heizi goes first."
The bald boy was not happy about being interrupted, he raised his head and muttered loudly.
"Do you have a sense of public morality, don't you know that watching chess without talking is a real gentleman..."
The bald boy raised his head, his words suddenly stopped, and the old man in front of him was the old man.
When it's over, it's all because he was so absorbed in playing chess that he didn't even hear the master's voice.
The old man Qinghuang squinted at him, "What's the point of watching chess without saying a word?"
The young Zuo Hao hurriedly said: "What a villain! Watching chess has words, and guiding others is a real gentleman."
The old man Qing Huang slapped him on the bald head, "Get off as soon as you want, how can there be so much nonsense."
The boy nodded quickly, "Yes."
He goes black first.
A man in brocade clothes embroidered with floating clouds walked slowly towards the back door, holding a folding fan in this winter day, which was strange.
The man walked to the back door, glanced at the three of them, threw off the fan, and said with a smile: "The academy really treats guests like this because of their courtesy?"
None of the three answered him.
The man suddenly smiled, it was the first time his body was ignored like this, he felt a little strange, thinking that before, some lecturers in the academy also treated him with courtesy.
It's not because of how high his level is, but because his father has some reputation in Tianguang Prefecture, and his ranking is not high, just seventh out of ten people in Tianguang Prefecture.
So on weekdays, he can be regarded as unscrupulous in Guangzhou on this day. All sects, big and small, must be courteous when they see him. Even this school has to send lecturers to entertain him, so they dare not neglect him.
These three gatekeepers really think that they can be defiant because they are mixed in the academy?
The man slapped the fan lightly twice, causing a bit of wind and snow. With a smile on his face, he said again, "Not only is the school not well behaved, it seems that it is also a little deaf."
The old man Qing Huang glanced at him, but he didn't care, and continued to watch the two stinky chess baskets play chess, pointing them out from time to time, saying this and this.
The man put away the folding fan again, tapped his hand lightly, waited for a while, and said softly: "It seems that the gatekeeper of the academy is still not as good as those spirit dogs in my sect, why don't you give some spirit dogs to me next time?" Let the academy guard the gate, it can be regarded as a small gift."
Chen Jiu turned to look at the man.
The man opened the folding fan, and this time the mountains embroidered on it were slightly glowing. He squinted at Chen Jiu and said with a smile, "Before you look at me, can you kneel down and salute first, or I will feel very offended."
He grinned again, put away the folding fan, pointed at Chen Jiu, and said word by word: "You offended me."
The man's happiest thing in life is to tease these little people, control his mood swings, and finally extinguish his hope and dignity without a trace.
This kind of thing is very fun.
Chen Jiu turned to look at the old man Qing Huang, and asked, "Can I beat him? If something happens, it will be recorded on our Taoist temple, and it has nothing to do with the academy."
The old man Qinghuang snorted, "Go ahead and fight, it will be on Lao Tzu's military."
Chen Jiu nodded, put his hand on the ground, stepped on it suddenly, and grabbed the man's head with one hand like a thunderbolt.
The man opened the folding fan, and the divine light appeared in it, like a natural barrier, isolating Chen Jiu and firmly blocking him.
The man chuckled, "Are you in a hurry? He's still a bodybuilder who can bite."
The golden light in Chen Jiu's eyes swayed, and the golden lines spread across his arms, and he grabbed the barrier fiercely. The void was like a spider web shattering, making a heart-pounding creaking sound.
The man squinted his eyes and shook the jade pendant on his waist. It was an extremely powerful innate water element treasure.
There seemed to be ripples under the man's feet, spreading in all directions, and finally condensed into a blue pool within a radius of 100 meters.
He tore off the jade pendant and threw it down.
Bait psychic.
There was movement under the pool, getting louder and louder.
The old man Qing's eyes were slightly dimmed, and the bald boy looked excited. He only hoped that Chen Jiu could beat this son of a bitch with one punch.
There was a lot of commotion here, and there were more and more onlookers. When they saw the man with the fan, they were horrified, and then they felt sorry for Chen Jiu. It would be hard to offend the man with the fan.
The pool began to tremble violently.
Chen Jiu broke through the barrier with one punch, his eyes were full of golden light, and golden lines had begun to spread to the corners of his eyes.
He looked straight at the pool.
There was a bang.
There is a dragon probe!
Chen Jiu rose directly from the ground, took his martial luck to ride against the wind, and then reached the height of the sky, wrapped Zhou Tian's martial luck, and fell straight down.
In that piece of sky, there was a figure as small as a mustard seed, and with the subsequent majestic martial arts, it directly attacked the dragon under it.
This punch was mixed with thousands of miles of martial arts.
Not only knocked down the dragon, but also shattered the pool.
The jade pendant shattered.
For hundreds of meters, there are water droplets falling all over the sky, and it is even colder in this snowy day.
The golden figure raised his head, the golden light in his eyes elongated, and the martial arts behind him twisted majesticly, and they were suddenly squeezed together, forming a golden bead, hanging behind him.
Chen Jiu raised his hand and waved.
The beads swayed martial arts, within a thousand meters, there was no snow in the sky.