Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Enter the Mingyue Sect.

Jiang Hao felt a little strange.

Are the people of Mingyue Sect really so powerful?

The gatekeeper is actually so strong. I always feel that the leader of an ordinary faction may not be the opponent of those two.

The Mingyue Sect is like this, and the Haotian Sect should be similar. No wonder Master Shang'an can't even enter the gate.

It was already getting light at this time.

Jiang Hao looked inside the Mingyue Sect, surrounded by Tao Yun and cranes circling high in the sky.

The richness of spiritual energy far exceeds that of Tianyin Sect.

He thought Tianyin Sect was very good before, but compared to this place, it seemed a bit poor.

The Mingyue Sect's heritage is simply not comparable to that of a sect like the Tianyin Sect.

In their place, god-refining disciples are rare, but here, return-to-empty disciples may be very common.

"There is indeed something unusual here." Hong Yuye glanced at Jiang Hao and said:

"Where did you get that jade pendant?"

"It was given by a senior, the one who was drunk on the galaxy before." Jiang Hao replied.

"Then why don't you stay here?" Hong Yuye asked.

Jiang Hao shook his head.

The reason why I am valued is that the poem plays a small role.

The real reason is that Hong Yuye is around.

Let the other person take a high look so that they will interact with him as an equal.

So if you want to use this jade pendant to stay in Mingyue Sect, Hong Yuye cannot leave.

But if you can't leave Hongyuye, it won't make much difference wherever you go.

And if they offend the Tianyin Sect, they will kill them even if they cross the border between the east and the west.

The gain outweighs the loss.

After walking for a while, they heard the sound of reading aloud.

Jiang Hao looked over and found a scholar reading in the morning far away.

They have great righteousness in them.

"I can't stand these scholars anymore. They interfere with our rest every day.

Can't they go somewhere farther away to read in the morning? "Suddenly a fairy's voice came.

Jiang Hao approached there curiously.

Hong Yuye followed, seeming to also want to take a look at the scholars.

But the closer I get, the more I feel disgusted.

"It's coming again, it's coming again, it's getting louder every day, for fear that others won't know they are reading in the morning." A young man sighed:

“Every day at this time I have to get up and listen to their morning reading.

It was strange at first, but now it feels noisy. "

"I have reported it to the people of Mingyue Sect, but they don't seem to have responded." A fairy said helplessly.

"Why not use a soundproof formation?" Jiang Hao asked.

"There is no way, Haoran's righteousness is too strong, ordinary formations are useless, and this does not have much impact, so no one spends so much effort to set up the formation.

But it was really irritating. Some people started to curse, but these scholars remained silent. "The complaining young man answered Jiang Hao.

"That's it." Jiang Hao nodded.

There's really nothing you can do about it.

"Then why not change places?" he asked.

"Who changes? They or us?" asked a Yuanshen fairy.

"If they don't change, why should we? They can study, and we can criticize them. Let's see who can't stand it," someone said angrily.

"Really? It seems that you have a lot of grievances against the scholars of Tianwen Academy, but the righteousness of Haoran can wash away the evil spirits of the world.

There are benefits if you listen carefully. "At this time, a middle-aged man came over.

He was a senior from Astronomical Academy, Chang Zizi. He heard that someone was very resentful, so he came over to take a look.

I want to see if I can convince these people.

"That's true, but after the first washing is done, what else should be washed later? Isn't that causing trouble for yourself?" Someone immediately retorted.

"Listening with peace of mind can help you understand the sages' books and feel their hearts." Chang Zizai retorted again.

“That’s a scholar from the academy, the Four Divisions of the World are not from the Astronomical Academy.

What a sage's heart, some people are demons.

Isn't this asking for death? "A fairy said angrily.

"Old Taoist, you are really getting better and better as you live. There is more than one Astronomical Academy in the world.

Everyone has their own path and their own ideals. If Tianwen Academy is right because it is strong, then where do you put Haotian Sect? " asked a man.

Chang Zizai froze in place, then smiled slightly and found that it was indeed the case.

Jiang Hao just listened and did not participate in the debate.

There's nothing right or wrong about this kind of thing.

After all, no one can tell them apart.

It is normal for some people to read in the morning and others to shout. After all, there are four branches in the world, and a hundred flowers are blooming. How can one family be the only one?

"Does this fellow Taoist think morning reading is too much?" Chang Zizai asked Jiang Hao.

"That's not true." Jiang Hao shook his head and looked at the scholar from the Astronomical Academy.

The sound of reading aloud reminded him of something.

I feel happy when I hear this, finally someone is not saying bad things.

The few people on the side were not convinced, and they asked: "Why? Because you are also from the Astronomical Academy? Or is it the same kind of thing?"

Looking at these people's questions, Jiang Hao looked at them, pointed at the slightly bright sky, and spoke softly:

"The lights are on at three o'clock and the chicken is on at five o'clock. It's the time for men to study."

Chang Zizai, who originally just wanted to hear the reason, suddenly froze on the spot.

He kept repeating Jiang Hao's words.

"The lights are on at three o'clock and the chicken is on at five o'clock. It's the time for men to study."

"Wonderful, wonderful."

When he woke up, he immediately wanted to ask Jiang Hao for the follow-up to this poem.

However, when he looked up, he couldn't see that figure.

Where are people?

He looked around, but that figure was nowhere to be seen.

Gone?

Where have you gone?

He had just been shocked, but he missed the opportunity to make friends.

"Did you see where that person went?" Chang Zizai asked the people around him.

However, they seemed to be surprised by this poem.

None of them saw which direction Jiang Hao went.

Chang ZiZai left angrily.

He needed to find this person.

Wanxiu and his two men, who were wandering around, just happened to come here.

They also heard that someone was scolding people from the Astronomical Academy, so they came over to join in the fun.

"I'll scold you later. If you throw a few spirit stones to cheer for me, others will learn from you and treat you to a drink after earning spirit stones." Wan Xiu said.

"You are so shameless." Si Cheng showed contempt and then said:

"Unless you drink Hua Qingyue tonight."

"Flowers and wine will do." Wan Xiu said with a smile.

The two heard the sound of reading and quickly came to the crowd and found that these people did not seem to be cursing.

The atmosphere is not right.

Wan Xiu immediately asked someone to ask.

"Angry? No, I'm not angry anymore?"

"Why?"

"Because the lights are on at three and the chicken is on at five, which is when men are studying."

As he spoke, he took out a book and planned to feel the atmosphere.

Wan Xiu was surprised: "Is this a poem written by you?"

"No, it's an unknown person. I don't know where he went." The young man said.

Afterwards Wanxiu asked about the other party's appearance.

An ordinary woman with an ordinary woman beside him.

The later stage of foundation building is the completion of foundation building.

Wanxiu was stunned.

And Sicheng suddenly laughed:

“You were lied to again, he said he couldn’t remember it, and now he said it again in the blink of an eye.

He was just trying to trick you, hahahaha!

Killing me. "

Sicheng held his stomach and kept laughing.

Wanxiu looked around, and when he saw a large lake, he kicked the person into it.

With a bang, Sicheng began to call for help.