"My son, please here."

Quiet mountain road, hundreds of thousands of times.

On both sides of the road, celestial flowers and other grasses bloom slowly, with a fragrant fragrance.

At this time, Li Zhichu was accompanied by Ling Xiao, heading towards Haoyang Peak where the Confucian Academy was located.

Originally, all the Qing Cang Tianjiao were arranged to rest in the Hanlin Academy this time the Palace Master lectured.

But is the son a Qing Cang Tian Jiao?

The son is a human character!

Therefore, Li Zhichu arranged a separate hospital early in the morning and waited quietly for the son to arrive.

"Senior Sister Li, it's hard work."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, but in the bottom of his heart, he was already calculating how to harvest Lu Ming in this heavenly institution.

The young man's eyes looked at Li Zhichu, clearly mixed with a trace of emotional entanglement.

Obviously, if it weren't for Ling Xiao's appearance, the girl of luck would probably be her established marriage.

Of course, Ling Xiao didn't have any interest in Li Zhichu, but was just a chess piece used to conceal his identity and inquire about news.

However, Ling Xiao was very interested in Lu Ming.

Especially the Son of Destiny, who has neither the Eucharist nor the Holy Blood, has always controlled some real treasures in his hands.

The flow of mortals, once they grow up, is truly terrible, no matter if it's xinxing or means.

"What did the son say! Didn't we make an appointment, as long as you come to Daotian Academy, let Zhichu take you around..."

Li Zhichu's eyes trembled, and his face smiled sweetly.

Only at this time, Yaoguang and Xuanyuan Weiyang were still on the sidelines, and she didn't dare to be too direct.

"Haha, it's a pity that I didn't see the four houses competing. I don't know which house came from the first four houses this time? Speaking of which, when I was born, I also fought side by side with the brother Wenren in the puppet house to fight against the gods. , It's a pity... hey... it's been so long in a flash."

Ling Xiao sighed lightly, his eyes lighted with a little sadness, "Being proving the Dao, you can die in the evening, and Senior Brother Wenren can be regarded as a deceased person I admire in my heart."

"Well, Senior Brother Wenren has a very good personality. He has always cared for the brothers and sisters of the Fourth Academy, but this time the No. 1 of the Fourth Academy comes from our Confucian Academy."

Li Zhichu pursed his lips and smiled, "His name is Lu Ming, my junior brother."

"Oh? It turns out to be a disciple of the Confucian Academy. Sister Li still has to recommend me more when I have time. You know, I... like making friends the most, especially... Zhengdao Tianjiao."

"Okay! Son, here it is."

Li Zhichu gently nodded, leading Ling Xiao and the four of them out of the ancient forest to a secluded valley.

"This valley is where I usually retreat, son, just feel wronged..."

"Good place."

Ling Xiao's eyes are stunning, especially the vitality rhyme lingering here, it has the meaning of a few minutes of spiritual beauty.

The sacred tree takes root, the fairy flower blooms, and the mountain breeze splashes with colorful rays.

Birds and flowers are scented, and the breeze is slow.

It can be seen that Li Zhichu arranged this valley carefully.

"It's good if you don't dislike it, son, are you tired... If you are not tired, I will take you around?"

Li Zhichu glanced at Yaoguang and others secretly, her pretty face blushing.

And Ling Xiao smiled and nodded, "It just so happens, I also want to take a good look at this holy land of human race, the divine scenery of academy."

Although before that, Yinyue used her divine soul to transmit her voice, saying that Zhang Jiuji had already inquired into this school forbidden area.

The devil bone is probably on the Saint Peak where the Lord Taotian retreats.

However, these things have yet to be verified, and Li Zhichu, the head of the Confucian Academy, personally guides the way, and it will naturally save a lot of trouble.

Moreover, at this moment, Ling Xiao still had some doubts in his heart, who was the young man named Jun Hanche.

He seemed to know his existence, but he didn't know the secret of the demon.

With his strength, how can there be no rumors about him when he enters the world.

It was as if he had just appeared on the Daotian Tablet, leaving behind a ghost shadow waiting for Ling Xiao to appear.

Then, disappeared out of thin air.

According to Ling Xiao's speculation, this person is probably not a contemporary person.

But the upper realm of the sky, only a few months ago, has never seen such a young man with terrifying combat power.

Who is he?

"My son, then I will take you to my Confucian Academy for a stroll."

Li Zhichu looked happy, and immediately led Ling Xiao towards the distant hall, leaving Yaoguang's three daughters in the valley.

Along the way, the two discussed a lot of interesting things about this four-house competition.

From Li Zhichu's words, Ling Xiao also heard a few extraordinary things about Lu Ming.

His combat power is extremely terrifying, even against a person of the Seventh Rank of the High Venerable Realm, he can crush and win.

The Man of Destiny, killing the enemy across the border is no surprise.

It's just that Lu Ming's method can be called weird. Even those academic disciples who fought with him can detect the many magical auras in him, not just the righteousness of the Confucian Academy.

Moreover, the most important thing is that when the puppet courtyard disciple Wu Daji condensed the puppet armor, it was shattered by Lu Ming, which shocked people's hearts.

With that said, Ling Xiao thought of a template.

Son of the Heaven-defying, unparalleled divine weapon, all enemies can be broken.

interesting.

"Senior Sister Li, on that day, I was observing the Daotian Ancient Stele. There used to be a name on it that covered Qingcang, called Jun Hanche. Do you know the origin of this person?"

The ancient green mountain road is surrounded by mist.

Ling Xiao walked with his hands in his hands, his black clothes followed the wind, and his expression was natural and gentle.

Hearing this, Li Zhichu was taken aback for a while, and then shook his head, "I know this name, but I don't know his origin. The ancient monument is the first and the talent is unparalleled. I have heard Master said that this person seems to be only He left the famous Taoist monument and took a picture of the phantom wall, and then he went down the mountain and left by himself."

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and there were soul patterns in his eyes, and some of the intuitions in his heart became clearer.

"When did he come to the school?"

As everyone knows, Daotian Palace Lord's lecture is a grand event that Qing Cang once held in a hundred years.

But all those who came to the school were directed at the palace owner.

This Jun Hanche had climbed to the top of the Taoist monument, but how could he give up this handy good fortune?

Unless... he just wanted to leave his soul consciousness here, waiting for Ling Xiao to appear.

But how did he know that Ling Xiao would definitely come?

"I don't know this. After all, my disciples from the school do not participate in the three trials."

Li Zhichu shook his head blankly, and then smiled utterly, "But now, the son is the number one in my human race, and he has an eternal talent, so Jun Hanche is in the past."

"Haha, Senior Sister Li, I heard that there is a sage peak in the academy. It is a place where the palace master lives in seclusion. It is full of fairy charm. I don't know if I can have a chance to bathe in the glory."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly without asking too much.

Now it seems that Jun Hanche's life experience is not known to ordinary school disciples.

Moreover, since he said that he would meet soon, he wanted to come... this time must not be too long.

At that time, no matter where this person came from, Ling Xiao didn't plan to let it go easily.

After all, variables mean... dangerous.