Outside Wanhua Building.

With the support of Wang Wu and others, Lieyan Mountain arrived on the long street, followed closely by more than 300 elite soldiers. The murderous aura emanated from these soldiers, frightening Xiao Xiao, and all the pedestrians along the way were trembling, and they did not dare to say anything to them.

forward.

"Commander, why don't you arrest this black wind old demon and bring him to justice?"

Wang Wu supported the Lieyan Mountain and whispered: "As long as the commander gives the order, hundreds of our brothers will rush in, and in just a moment, the man named Yang will be cut into pieces!"

Lieyan Mountain shouted in a low voice: "Shut up!"

His face turned pale, and he turned to look at the direction of Wanhua Tower, feeling extremely fearful in his heart: "This man's cultivation is so high and his methods are so powerful that ordinary soldiers cannot harm him at all. If he really wants to kill someone,

, you and I can’t escape from him!”

Wang Wu said in shock: "This...Commander, our brothers at Hanshiguan are all elite troops who can be selected from a hundred, and only Yang Xingzhou..."

"What do you know!"

Lie Yanshan glared at Wang Wu fiercely: "The man surnamed Yang just looked at me and almost sent my soul into the Nine Netherworld. I have experienced thousands of reincarnations. If I hadn't had a pure heart charm from my senior brother in the academy.

I'm afraid I will never be reincarnated!"

When he said this, shock flashed through his eyes: "Hey, Hei Feng Old Demon, Hei Feng Old Demon is really amazing! Mr. Mou Haifeng said that Yang Xingzhou is very amazing. I thought he was exaggerating. Now look

Come on, I’m still inexperienced and can’t match Master Mou’s superb eyesight!”

Wang Wu asked in a low voice: "Then... just withdraw like this?"

"Otherwise, what else can you do? Are you about to become enemies with such powerful men? Don't worry, the Huangsha Gang is not a vegetarian. Gongyang Wu Chang's cultivation level is not low, and the Gongyang family behind him is even more impressive. When Yang Xingzhou enters the Central Plains, it is indispensable to have someone.

Have a fight with them!"

His face turned pale and his feet were weak. With the help of Wang Wu, he got into a carriage. He sighed softly and ordered: "Bring paper and pen!"

Wang Wu hurriedly took out a pen and paper from the car, took an ink sac, and presented it in front of Lieyan Mountain.

Lieyanshan held the brush in his hand, filled it with ink, and shook the paper in his hand. Under the infusion of energy, the soft paper became as hard as iron. He wrote quickly, wrote a paragraph, and blew a few breaths.

The ink dried immediately.

Then he slowly folded the paper and handed it to Wang Wu: "Send this letter to the academy."

He sighed: "Speaking of which, this paper was also invented by Yang Xingzhou. It is a great invention for the students of my academy, and even for the entire Dali Dynasty. Now I use the paper invented by this person to write letters.

This person’s view is really weird.”

Wang Wu took the letter, found the envelope from the car and packed it. Then he got out of the carriage and came to a medicine shop at the end of the long street. He shouted to the shopkeeper: "Here are three qingxincao, four lilies, and nine pills."

Tongqiao pills, and a pound of soy sauce beef..."

The shopkeeper was stunned, then smiled and said: "Sir, this is a pharmacy, not a restaurant, and we don't have soy sauce beef."

"Oh, do you have the medicinal materials I just mentioned in your drug store?"

The shopkeeper said: "We have everything else, but there are not enough Tongqiao Pills. If the military master wants it, he has to wait for a while. After the shop has steamed and dried it, the Tongqiao Pills will be ready. By then,

It’s not too late, sir, to come and get it again…”

After some exchanges, the letter had reached the sleeve of the shopkeeper. Shortly after Wang Wu left, the shopkeeper returned to the backyard, took out a gray bird from the birdcage, and rolled the letter into a bamboo tube.

, tied to one of the bird's legs, and after checking that everything was correct, threw the bird into the air.

This gray bird looked lazy and ready to die in the hands of the shopkeeper, but after being thrown into the air, it suddenly let out a crisp cry, spread its wings, and turned into a gray lightning, disappearing instantly.

In the space inside the courtyard.

After this gray bird flew to the high altitude of Hanshi Pass, its speed became faster and faster, breaking through the void and traveling thousands of miles in an instant. It only took one day to fly into a huge city.

Along the way, this bird hunted a raptor and a wild boar. I don’t know how its small body could have such a huge appetite and lethality, but it was its huge appetite that ensured its sufficient physical strength.

At a speed exceeding that of a normal bird, he flew over the huge city in front of him.

It circled several circles in the clouds, and then plunged into a building in the city.

This building is an academy, located on Zhongting Mountain in the middle of Beijing. The academy is called Baishi Academy.

In the academy, a group of students were giving lectures in the classroom. In the courtyard behind the academy, several Confucian scholars were chatting. On the grass in the courtyard, there was a scholar lying flat on a large bluestone, with a book that had just been bound in paper.

The book covered his face, and as his chest rose and fell, he snored.

In a pavilion, a tall and thin Confucian scholar wearing a high crown was stroking the strings of the piano. The sound of the piano was like flowing water, flowing quietly in the courtyard. Several men and women nearby were listening in rapt attention, with intoxicated expressions on their faces.

In the distance, a sloppy old man in green clothes was leaning under an old tree, holding an animal skin scroll in one hand, staring at the scroll, shaking his head and chanting, and holding a wine gourd in the other hand.

After opening a page of the book, he took a sip of wine. He seemed to be drinking wine with the text, his eyes were dancing with joy as he read, and he drank happily, with wine stains all over his chest.

In addition, there are people who are leaning in the pavilion and playing the flute in harmony with the music of the piano, and there are people who are wearing farmers' clothes and picking lotus seeds in the lotus pond. There are a total of nine scholars. They are all busy in the backyard, not disturbing each other, but cooperating with each other, forming a beautiful scene.

It is an extremely harmonious picture. It seems that even one more person or one less person cannot create this peaceful artistic conception.

The birds falling in the sky broke this light leisurely and elegant artistic conception.

The sound of the piano, the flute, and the chanting all suddenly disappeared, and the whole courtyard suddenly became quiet, with eight pairs of eyes looking towards the direction of the bird's landing.

The bird landed next to the man who was sleeping soundly on the bluestone on the grass in the courtyard. Before it landed on the stone, it was held by a bony hand. The sleeping man slowly stood up, and the book covering his face was lifted from the bridge of his nose.

Slowly sliding down, revealing a thin and dry face.

This is the face of a middle-aged man, with deep nasolabial folds, slender eyes, long eyebrows and crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. All the organs form a majestic face.

He held the bird in his hand and looked at the few scholars around him. His majestic face quickly disappeared and he smiled at everyone: "There is a letter from a student, let me take a look."

The young man playing the piano in the pavilion showed a displeased look on his face: "Old Seven, if you have any secular affairs in the future, just handle them in the front yard. Don't bring them to the back yard to disturb our purity."

Lao Qiqian smiled and said: "Be careful next time, be careful next time."

While he was talking, he had already untied the bamboo tube on the little bird, took out the letter paper, looked at it, said softly "Huh", and said with a smile: "Interesting."
Chapter completed!