Zhang Zhonghang's giant brush outlined the Thunder Cloud and combined it with his Spring Thunder Tongue, causing thunder and lightning to resonate with each other.
The area within a hundred meter radius around him was filled with thunder and lightning.
Blood Shadow, who had flashed behind him, was completely shattered by the Thunder.
But in the next moment, a bloody light flashed in the forest a hundred meters away, and Blood Shadow's figure was revealed again.
"You think you can figure out where my Devil Soul is?" Blood Shadow sneered.
The scholar in blue also sneered. "Very good, this is interesting."
With that, he immediately used his giant brush to outline the blazing suns one after another, shining in the night sky and illuminating the surroundings.
Blood Shadow transformed into a Blood Phoenix and continued to fight with the scholar.
As they fought, the Old Devil retreated as he fought.
Although he disdained his opponent verbally, he already knew that the scholar in blue was really a strong opponent.
Since he started cultivating the Blood Book of the Phoenix, this was the first time he had met an opponent at the same level who was not inferior to him.
Zhang Zhonghang came from the Nine Peaks Academy, which was better than the three major academies of the Eastern Tang Empire.
Blood Shadow knew that if he didn't cultivate the Blood Book of the Phoenix, even if they were both at the eighth level, he wouldn't be a match for Zhang Zhonghang.
Right now, he wasn't worried that he would lose.
If he fought with his life on the line, he might still have a chance to win.
But if he wanted to capture his opponent alive and bring him back to Chang 'an, he definitely couldn't do it.
Blood Shadow's priority now was Zhang Dongyun's order, and he didn't care about personal victory or defeat.
Therefore, he pretended to retreat in defeat and tried to lure this arrogant scholar back to Chang 'an.
"Old Devil, be honest. I hate pretentious people like you the most. Where do you want to lure me?"
Although Zhang Zhonghang was arrogant, he had good eyesight.
The old devil in front of him might not be as strong as Hong Xiao, the dean of White Horse College, but he wasn't weak.
Now that he deliberately retreated, he probably had some bad ideas.
However, Zhang Zhonghang was bold and skilled. He did not stop. Instead, he followed Blood Shadow closely.
"Do you have any elders or fellow disciples to rely on? It's rare for me to meet such an expert. I'm just about to experience the demonic arts of this branch. Why don't you tell me what you want? "
The blood-colored phoenix spoke in a human voice. Its tone was ice-cold. "You dare to come here?"
Zhang Zhonghang smiled and said, "I was afraid that you wouldn't dare to open the door."
"Very good." The Blood Phoenix transformed into a streak of crimson light and flew toward the northwestern horizon.
Zhang Zhonghang's meteoric rise, riding the wind, followed Blood Shadow all the way.
The two Eighth Realm experts were currently flying at full speed. Mountains and rivers flashed past below them at lightning speed.
At this time, Blood Shadow led Zhang Zhonghang back to Longbei County. Compared to when they came out to search and stop along the way, it saved a lot of effort.
After the two parties flew for a while, Zhang Zhonghang suddenly said, "I've been in the Eastern Tang for a few days and heard some rumors. Looking at this direction, could it be that they're heading to Chang 'an? Are you from there? "
"Scared?"
Blood Shadow asked coldly.
At the same time, to prevent the other party from retreating, he was prepared to turn around and fight again.
"What's there to be scared of?" Zhang Zhonghang smiled and said, "It's just that I've never heard of any great Confucian scholar in Chang 'an before, so I didn't go there. But now, your demonic arts have piqued my interest."
"Come if you dare." Blood Shadow saw that the blue-robed scholar didn't run away. Instead, he heaved a sigh of relief and sneered inwardly.
The two of them continued forward. Zhang Zhonghang admired the scenery around him as he asked, "Was Chang 'an built by people outside the Eastern Tang?"
Blood Shadow didn't answer.
Zhang Zhonghang sneered. "You're putting on airs with me?
It's only in this place where the tigers are absent that the monkeys are kings. That's why you're allowed to establish yourselves.
This only shows the incompetence of the cultivators here. If it were anywhere else, you would've been razed to the ground a long time ago. "
"You?" Blood Shadow retorted calmly.
"Who knows?" Zhang Zhonghang smiled.
The two of them looked at each other, sneering at the corners of their mouths.
A streak of blood-red light and a blue cloud flew over the vast land of Eastern Tang one after the other, and then entered Longbei County.
Seeing that they had arrived at Qinzhou's capital, Blood Shadow suddenly pondered. His Majesty had instructed him to do such a secretive thing. If he swaggered back to Chang 'an with this crazy scholar, it wouldn't be good if other people saw them.
The Old Devil hurriedly thought about how to take the insolent scholar behind him to Daming Palace without making a sound.
He looked back and was suddenly stunned.
Because Zhang Zhonghang behind him had actually disappeared.
Without a sound, without a trace.
He had clearly been wary of the scholar behind him all this time. The other party couldn't have slipped away by himself.
Then it could only be …
"Go and rest. You don't have to worry about this anymore."
Just as an idea flashed through Old Demon Blood Shadow's mind, an indistinct yet dignified voice rang out by his ears.
It was Zhang Dongyun in Daming Palace.
Hearing this, Blood Shadow hurriedly stopped in midair. "This old servant obeys Your Majesty's order."
Because Zhang Zhonghang's strength was beyond his expectations, he could only bring him back first.
As for the little girl called Ming Yixue, he could only put her aside for the time being.
The Old Devil's original plan was to bring Zhang Zhonghang back and deal with him before he went to find Ming Yixue.
But now His Majesty had ordered him not to worry about this anymore, so Blood Shadow obediently returned to his residence in Chang 'an.
On the other side, Zhang Zhonghang had been flying behind the blood-red light in front of him, wondering what it was like in Chang 'an. Suddenly, his vision blurred.
When his vision returned to normal, he was already in a spacious and magnificent hall.
In the hall, a figure was sitting on a high seat, looking down at him.
Zhang Zhonghang frowned and looked up to see the other person's face, but he found that the other person's face was hidden in the light and he couldn't see through it.
It seemed that someone had moved time and space and brought him here in an instant from the outside.
If the person in front of him had done it personally, then the other party's strength was terrifying.
The experienced and knowledgeable Zhang Zhonghang's heart sank a little at first.
However, he quickly remembered that there were some brilliant arrays that could have such an effect by relying on geographical advantage or treasures.
But he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, which at least meant that the other party's strength was above his.
"Your Excellency's methods are brilliant. Why don't you show your true face …"
Zhang Zhonghang restrained himself a little, but he still couldn't help asking.
But without waiting for him to finish speaking, an enormous pressure pressed his entire body to the ground!
Zhang Zhonghang struggled to get up, but he felt as if all the bones in his body were about to be crushed.
The literary talent above his head condensed into a giant brush.
But in the next moment, the giant brush that was flashing with light automatically burned and turned into nothingness in an instant.
Zhang Zhonghang refused to give up. The classic principle of Nine Peaks Academy was "Spring of Literary Ideas".
After his literary talent was exhausted, it would immediately regenerate and replenish itself, as if it was inexhaustible and inexhaustible.
So he immediately condensed his giant brush again.
But there was no reaction.
Zhang Zhonghang was stunned. He found that his literary talent was gradually drying up.
The "Spring of Literary Ideas" didn't work. It had been eliminated from the source.
At this moment, Zhang Zhonghang saw a piece of paper and a book fly out from his body.
The paper was given to him by his teacher. It had the magical effect of seeing words like a face.
Through the words on the paper, his teacher could know what Zhang Zhonghang saw and heard outside with just a thought.
And that book was a treasure that the dean of the academy had personally given to him before he left.
At the critical moment, he could use that book to support Zhang Zhonghang, who was far away on the horizon.
Seeing Blood Shadow's strength and hearing about the reputation of Chang 'an City, Zhang Zhonghang still took the risk because he was full of confidence.
He tried to wake up the book and inform the elders of the academy.
But soon, he found in despair that both the paper and the book were dead silent. There was no reaction at all.
The literary talent on them seemed to have disappeared without a trace. They became like ordinary ink and had completely lost their function.
Zhang Dongyun looked at the two Confucian treasures and then put them aside.
"Who are you?" Zhang Zhonghang struggled to ask.
Zhang Dongyun just looked at him calmly.
The blue-robed scholar suddenly stopped struggling. He lay on the ground motionlessly. His expression became dull and his eyes became dull.
"Do you know Shen Herong?" Zhang Dongyun asked.
The other party answered honestly. His voice sounded like he was sleep-talking. "One of the Twelve Kings of Hell in the past, known as the 'Great Evil', the abandoned disciple of the Saint Yan Mansion, and the niece of my teacher, Grand Master Shen."
Zhang Dongyun raised his eyebrows slightly. "Introduce yourself and your teacher."
The blue-robed scholar said, "I am Zhang Zhonghang, a student of the Nine Peaks Academy, a disciple of the Third Peak's Grand Master Shen Hao, and the third son of the fourth generation of the Zhang family in Jihe.
My teacher, Grand Master Shen, is a great scholar. He is in charge of the Third Peak of the Nine Peaks Academy and has students all over the world. "
Zhang Dongyun frowned slightly. He couldn't find anything related to the Nine Peaks Academy in the Evil Emperor's memory.
However, Shen Hao, who was known as the Grand Master of the literary world, was able to cultivate a student like Zhang Zhonghang. This Nine Peaks Academy should be something.
"Tell me about the Nine Peaks Academy," Zhang Dongyun asked.
Zhang Zhonghang lay on the ground. His voice was dull and dull. "The Nine Peaks Academy is located in the Northern Nine Peaks of Purple Deer Mountain. It was established by Grand Master Shen Tianxian 20 years ago and recruited talents from all over the world. Although it hasn't been long, it has already surpassed the other academies and is comparable to the Saint Yan Mansion. It is the holy land that all scholars in the world yearn for."
Zhang Dongyun's expression was slightly strange after hearing this.
He leaned back in his chair and laughed out loud after a while.
He could find Shen Tianxian's name in the Evil Emperor's memory.
Shen Herong was her grandfather …
In the past, the Shen family was not a small family. It was a family of Confucian scholars that had been passed down for many years.
There were many outstanding people in the family, including great Confucian scholars.
When Shen Herong was studying, the reason why she didn't cultivate Confucianism was mainly because her parents were ordinary people. Her father was born of a concubine, so no one paid attention to her enlightenment in the beginning.
However, the little girl was amazing. She touched a book for the first time in the morning and reached the Seventh Realm before she went to sleep at night. The Shen family immediately treated her as a treasure and taught her attentively.
After Shen Herong joined the Saint Yan Mansion, the Shen family also benefited.
However, after Shen Herong was expelled by the Saint Yan Mansion, the Shen family was in an awkward situation.
Later, when the Twelve Kings of Hell joined forces to attack the Saint Yan Mansion, the Shen family was even more low-key, afraid that other scholars would think of them.
However, looking at today's situation, after the incident in the Immortals, the Shen family had reached an unprecedented peak.
Something seemed wrong … Zhang Dongyun frowned slightly.
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