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Chapter 126

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The girl searched all the way and finally left the territory of Longbei County.

Old Demon Blood Shadow followed her in secret, following her all the way.

The girl searched for a long time along the way. After many days, she found the area of Fengzhou in Tianyu County, which was thousands of miles away from Longbei County.

Here, she saw a few continuous mountains that seemed to have been flattened by someone.

She could vaguely see people coming and going nearby, cleaning up.

Among them, there seemed to be spies from the Eastern Tang Secret Pavilion.

Shen Herong and Blood Shadow each inquired about the news and learned that there had been a battle between top masters here.

Both sides were high-level Confucian scholars.

There were even rumors that one of them was the number one master of the Eastern Tang Confucian School, the Dean of White Horse College, Hong Xiao.

Shen Herong, who had the appearance of a girl, quietly left.

Blood Shadow followed her again.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, began to circle around the Eastern Tang.

Or it should be said that the person they were looking for had been circling around the Eastern Tang before.

As they searched, Shen Herong and Blood Shadow found that other than them, there were others looking for the same person.

The person who had fought with Hong Xiao before.

At first, it was the people from White Horse College who were searching with them.

Later, the students of White Horse College caused a commotion and alarmed the Eastern Tang.

The Eastern Tang Secret Pavilion also sent people to search.

In the end, Shen Herong and Blood Shadow even found a Taoist priest from Green Cloud Temple.

With so many people searching together, Shen Herong was not in a hurry. She quietly waited for news from the Eastern Tang and White Horse College.

Thus, Old Demon Blood Shadow waited with her.

However, the actions of this "little girl" made Blood Shadow more and more suspicious.

Back then, he had personally brought this girl back to Chang 'an.

But at this moment, Blood Shadow felt that he could not understand what this little girl, who was not even a fraction of his age, was doing.

With so many people searching together, they soon found something.

To be more precise, it would be better to say that the other party had no intention of hiding at all. Instead, he did not care about the possibility of someone looking for him at all and just went on a sightseeing tour.

Thus, they found him in a dilapidated temple in the mountains.

A scholar in blue.

From his appearance, he looked to be around thirty years old. His face was handsome, but his expression was arrogant and unrestrained.

He was carrying a wine jug and was already half-drunk.

With his other hand, he dipped his finger in ink and wrote a few lines of words on one of the walls of the ruined temple.

After he finished writing, the blue-robed scholar burped and laughed.

"A bunch of scoundrels, sneaking around. Do you think I didn't notice you?"

Amidst his loud laughter, the poem he inscribed on the wall aroused his literary talent and manifested a great storm.

A violent gale blew out from the dilapidated temple, blowing everyone outside off the ground and sending them flying into the distance.

In the midst of flying sand and rolling stones, even the forest in the mountains collapsed in large swathes. Only the ruined temple remained unscathed.

"There's no one in the Eastern Tang!" Kuang Sheng laughed. "Get lost!"

He sat on the ground and drank by himself.

Suddenly, a pair of hazy drunken eyes flickered slightly.

The blue-robed scholar put down the wine jug and looked at the entrance of the temple with a faint smile.

A white-robed scholar appeared.

"Hiding the head but showing the tail." The blue-robed scholar was surprised.

Without seeing him do anything, he broke the illusion created by the spell in front of him.

The figure of the white-robed scholar disappeared, leaving behind a little girl of about ten years old.

"What right do you have to make me allow you to enter the temple?"

The white-robed scholar sneered. "Isn't it because you have a good Taoist cultivation at such a young age? Unfortunately, you didn't learn well and became like those scoundrels. You should know that a person should be open and aboveboard!"

The little girl looked calm, like a little adult. But at this time, she seemed to be ashamed by the words of the blue-robed scholar. Her face was slightly red.

She coughed dryly and imitated the behavior of an adult. She cupped her hands at the blue-robed scholar.

"You're right, sir. I've always admired Confucianism, but my talent was limited, so I had to switch to Taoism. After learning the spell, I pretended to be a Confucian. I'm really deceiving myself and others. I'm sorry for making you laugh."

She looked like a little adult, but there was a hint of childishness in her.

Seeing this, the blue-robed scholar's dissatisfaction disappeared and he laughed. "I see. It's been hard on you."

He looked at the little girl in front of him with interest. "However, there are no Confucian masters in the Eastern Tang. Don't be misjudged by mediocre people and waste your time. Let me see."

The brilliance in the blue-robed scholar's eyes seemed to condense into a substance and turned into smoke in the air. It circled around the little girl in front of him and then retracted.

"Well, it's a pity that you don't have much literary talent."

The blue-robed scholar shook his head. "But your talent in Taoism is really good. You've already formed the Golden Core at such a young age? Haha, countless people are not as good as you. What's your name? "

"My name is Ming Yixue." The little girl asked, "Sir, I've always heard that there are three great academies in the Eastern Tang. Are there no great Confucian masters there?"

The blue-robed scholar was surprised. "One of the three academies in the Eastern Tang has been destroyed. Now, only Songyang and White Horse are left.

Songyang is rotten and only knows how to be subservient to its master.

As for White Horse? Well, among the people I chased away just now, there were their students.

I specifically looked for their dean to learn from each other. He's only an average person and only knows how to use his realm to suppress others. He can cultivate to the ninth realm at most. "

"Sir, you're not from the Eastern Tang?" The little girl blinked. "Which academy are you from?"

The blue-robed scholar smiled and said, "I'm studying at the Nine Peaks Academy. My master is Master Shen Hao from the Third Peak. I've read thousands of books and now I'm traveling thousands of miles to increase my knowledge. But … hehe!"

He laughed. "I've traveled more than thousands of miles on this journey to the east, but I haven't seen many people who are truly knowledgeable."

Seeing the little girl's sparkling eyes, the blue-robed scholar shook his head. "It's good that you're interested in Confucianism. But you really have no talent in this area. Even if I bring you back to the academy, you won't pass the exam."

He looked the little girl up and down. "It's rare to meet a few interesting people along the way. Why don't you come with me? I'll introduce you to a Taoist master. I'm sure it won't delay your Taoist cultivation talent."

The little girl shook her head. "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I already have a master, so I have no intention of turning to others."

The blue-robed scholar did not take it to heart. Instead, he nodded approvingly. "You know how to respect your master at such a young age. Very good. I was being impulsive just now."

He took out an invitation card and wrote his name, "Zhang Zhonghang". Then, he handed it to the little girl in front of him.

"I'm in Eastern Tang, and I'll be sightseeing for a while. You and I hit it off, so I'll make an exception this time.

This is a special invitation card from Nine Peaks Academy. Although it's not at the level where you can see the words, if you run into an emergency, you can light it up. If I'm still in Eastern Tang, I'll know. At that time, I can help you. "

The little girl took it and smiled. "Thank you, sir. I don't dare disturb you. I'll take my leave first."

The blue-robed scholar, Zhang Zhonghang, waved his hand casually and then continued drinking his wine.

A moment after the little girl left, Zhang Zhonghang suddenly said, "There's actually such a high-level devil in Eastern Tang?"

A pool of dirty blood suddenly appeared in the dilapidated temple.

A figure rose from the dirty blood and turned into an old man in red. It was Blood Shadow.

"You brat, come with me," the old devil said quietly.

Zhang Zhonghang laughed and drank the wine in the pot in one gulp. "I didn't expect to be needed to help subdue devils in Eastern Tang."

As he spoke, his literary talent soared to the heavens. Radiance gathered and manifested into a giant brush as large as a beam.

Although the blue-robed scholar's tone and expression were still arrogant, he could tell that the old devil in front of him wasn't like those people outside the temple just now.

Thus, as soon as he started, he revealed his true abilities as a Realm Eight Confucian scholar.

Like a beam, the giant brush immediately manifested into a raging fire and blazing yang qi, which countered the old devil's evil and filthy aura of the blood river.

Blood Shadow didn't hold back either. His figure transformed into a blood phoenix, and he directly caused the dilapidated temple to collapse.

After cultivating a devil soul, the blood phoenix spread its wings again. Instantly, a fiendish and ruthless aura manifested endlessly. Radiance seemed to flow continuously within the blood threads that flew out of its wings.

Before cultivating the Devil Soul, Old Demon Blood Shadow had manifested as a Blood Phoenix. If his wings and body were destroyed by his opponent, although he could continuously be reborn, it would consume his own strength. If this continued, he would eventually run out of strength and even damage his vitality.

But now, not only had his strength increased greatly, he also had a devil soul as his core.

As long as the devil soul wasn't damaged, the manifested blood phoenix could recover in an instant no matter how badly it was damaged.

Furthermore, the devil soul was constantly moving around inside his body, making it difficult for outsiders to determine its true location.

In the face of Zhang Zhonghang's raging fire, the blood phoenix directly ignored it and charged through the sea of fire.

Although the wings and body formed from blood were destroyed by the raging fire, they were immediately reborn.

The blue-robed scholar's eyes lit up. "Although you're only a Realm Eight devil, you're much more knowledgeable than that Hong Xiao."

Words of praise didn't affect him from drawing with a giant brush.

Then, the raging fire abruptly condensed and turned into a blazing sun.

In the dark night, this mountain peak was as bright as day.

The blazing sun was even more intense, and was more of a threat to Blood Shadow than the sea of fire.

No wonder this guy was able to escape from Realm Nine Hong Xiao with his Realm Eight cultivation … Blood Shadow's thoughts raced.

But he wasn't timid. Like a moth flying into a flame, he transformed into a blood phoenix and spread his wings to embrace the blazing sun!

In the next moment, the light dimmed, and the surroundings were once again enveloped by the curtain of night.

The raging fire seemed to have been extinguished by the tainted blood that filled the sky.

Then, the phoenix was reborn in the sea of blood.

However, just as the blood phoenix was reborn and flew out of the sea of blood, a giant brush suddenly flew over and pointed the tip of the brush at the blood phoenix's forehead.

"Your devil soul is here?" Zhang Zhonghang laughed.

The giant brush was like a giant spear at this moment, and it instantly shattered the blood phoenix's forehead.

The blood phoenix's body froze in mid-air, and then it powerlessly slid down as if it had lost its life.

However, Zhang Zhonghang's expression changed, and the smile on his face disappeared.

His voice was like spring thunder, and it actually seemed to manifest streaks of Thunder Light that exploded around him.

A blood shadow appeared behind Zhang Zhonghang at this moment.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhonghang discovered it in time and blocked Blood Shadow with Thunder Light.

At the same time, another giant brush appeared above his head and drew the outline of the Thunder Cloud.

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