I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

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

The blood shadow old devil followed her secretly, following her all the way.

The girl searched this way for a long time, and after many days, she found Fengzhou, Tianyu County, which is thousands of miles away from Longbei County.

Here, I saw several continuous mountain peaks, which seemed to have been flattened by people.

There were faintly visible people coming and going nearby, cleaning up.

Among them, there seemed to be spies from the hidden pavilion of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

Shen Herong and the blood shadow old devil each inquired about the news, and learned that there were top experts fighting here.

Both sides are great Confucians of high realm.

There are even more rumors that one of them is the number one master of Confucianism in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Hong Xiao, the dean of the White Horse Academy.

The girl looked calm and calm, and left quietly.

The blood shadow old devil also followed again.

The two, one in front and one behind, began to circle the land of Dongtang.

Or it should be said that the person they were looking for had traveled around the land of Eastern Tang before.

After searching and searching, both Shen Herong and the blood shadow old devil found that besides them, there was someone else who was looking for the same person as them.

The person who fought against Hong Xiao earlier.

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

Later, the students of White Horse Academy made a commotion, which alarmed Dongtang.

The East Tang Dark Pavilion also sent people to search.

In the end, Shen Herong and the blood shadow old devil even discovered the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple.

With so many people looking for it together, Shen Herong was not in a hurry, and quietly waited for news from Dongtang and Baima.

So the blood shadow old devil waited with her.

It's just that the behavior of this "little girl" made the blood shadow old devil feel more suspicious.

He was the one who brought this woman back to Chang'an himself.

But at this moment, the blood shadow old devil felt that he couldn't see through what this girl, who was not even a fraction of his age, was up to.

So many people looked for it together, and it quickly yielded results.

To be more precise, it might be better to say that the other party didn't think about hiding at all, but completely ignored the possibility of someone looking for him, and went on a tour of the mountains and rivers by himself.

So, everyone found him in a ruined temple in the mountains.

A blue-clothed scholar.

Appears to be about thirty years old, with a handsome face, but his expression is unscrupulous.

He was carrying a jug and was already half drunk.

With his other hand, dipping his fingers in ink, he was writing a few lines on a wall of the ruined temple.

After finishing writing, the blue-clothed scholar hiccupped and laughed loudly:

"A group of rats, sneaking around, pretending I didn't find you?"

Amidst the loud laughter, the poems he inscribed on the wall aroused the literary talents and manifested the turbulent wind.

The violent hurricane blew out from the ruined temple, blowing the feet of all the people outside off the ground, and they flew out into the distance involuntarily.

Flying sand and rocks, even the forests in the mountains collapsed in pieces, but the ruined temple was always safe and sound.

"There is no one in Dongtang!" Kuangsheng laughed loudly: "They all go far away!"

He sat on the ground and drank by himself.

Suddenly, his pair of hazy drunken eyes flickered slightly.

The scholar in blue put down the jug and looked at the entrance of the temple with a half-smile.

A scholar in white appeared.

"Hide your head and show your tail." The blue-clothed scholar grinned.

Seeing no movement from him, he broke the illusion created by the spell in front of him.

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

"What do you think, why do you let me let you into the temple?"

The white-clothed scholar sneered: "Isn't it just because of your young age that you have a good Taoist cultivation? It's a pity that you don't learn well, and you are like those idiots. You must know that you should be upright and frank!"

The girl's demeanor was calm, like a little adult, but at this moment, she seemed to be ashamed by a few words from the blue-clothed scholar, and her face turned reddish.

She coughed dryly, imitating the appearance of an adult, and bowed her hands to the blue-clothed scholar with a serious look:

"My teacher's lesson is that students have always admired Confucianism, but their talent is limited, so they have to turn to Taoism. After learning magic, they pretend to be Confucianists.

"

She looked like a little adult, but she showed a bit of childishness.

Seeing this, the blue-clothed scholar was completely dissatisfied, and laughed loudly: "So that's the case, it's hard for you."

He looked at the girl in front of him with great interest: "However, there are not many great Confucian scholars in Dongtang. Don't be fooled by mediocrity for your talent and waste your time in vain. Let me see."

The brilliance in the blue-clothed scholar's eyes seemed to condense into substance, turning into a cloud of smoke in mid-air, circled around the girl in front of him, and then retracted.

"Well, it's a pity, I really don't have much talent."

The blue-clothed scholar shook his head: "However, your Taoist talent is really good. You have already formed a golden core at such a young age? Haha, countless people are inferior to you. What's your name?"

"Student Ming Yixue." The girl asked: "Sir, the students have always heard that there are three major academies here in Dongtang. Are there no great scholars there?"

The blue-clothed scholar said, "One of the three academies in the Eastern Tang Dynasty has been destroyed, and now only Songyang and Baima remain.

Songyang is rotten and rotten, and it will only be servile.

As for the white horse? Well, among the people I drove away just now, there are their students.

I specifically asked their dean to discuss knowledge. He is only a middle-aged man, and he can only suppress people with his realm. "

"Sir, aren't you from Dongtang?" The girl blinked: "Which academy are you from?"

The blue-clothed scholar said with a smile: "I am studying at Nine Peaks Academy, under the tutelage of Master Shen Hao and Master Shen of the Third Peak. I have read thousands of books, and now I have traveled thousands of miles, traveling the world, increasing my knowledge, but...hehe!"

He laughed twice: "I have traveled more than ten thousand miles on this journey to the east, but I haven't seen a few people who are really knowledgeable."

Seeing the shining eyes of the girl opposite, the blue-clothed scholar shook his head: "It's good that you have a heart for Confucianism, but you really don't have talent in this area. If I take you back to the academy, you won't pass the exam."

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

The girl shook her head when she heard the words: "Thank you for your kindness, sir. The student already has a mentor, so I don't intend to turn her head to others."

The blue-clothed scholar didn't think he was disobedient, but nodded approvingly: "At such a young age, I know how to respect my teacher. That's good. I, Meng Lang, was the one just now."

He took out a post with him, wrote his name "Zhang Zhongxing", and handed it to the girl in front of him.

"I'm here in Dongtang, and I still have to play for a while, you and I hit it off, so I'll make an exception once.

This is a special post made by Jiufeng Academy. Although it is not up to the level of seeing the words, but if you are in an emergency, light it up. If I am still in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, I will know and I can help you out. . "

The girl took it and said with a smile, "Thank you sir, the students don't dare to disturb, so I will leave first."

The blue-clothed scholar Zhang Zhongxing waved his hand casually, and then continued to drink his wine.

After the girl left for a while, Zhang Zhongxing suddenly said, "There are such high-level demons active here in Dongtang?"

In the ruined temple, a pool of dirty blood suddenly appeared.

A figure rose from the polluted blood and turned into an old man in red. It was the blood shadow old devil.

"You boy, go with the old man." The old devil said quietly.

Zhang Zhongxing laughed "ha" and drank the wine in the pot: "Unexpectedly, I was asked to help Dongtang subdue the demons."

At the same time as he spoke, his literary talent soared into the sky, the brilliance gathered, and he manifested a giant pen like a rafter.

Although the blue-clothed scholar's tone was still arrogant, he could tell that the old devil in front of him was not comparable to those people outside the temple just now.

So as soon as he got started, he showed the true ability of the eighth-level Confucianism.

As if writing a piece of writing with a huge pen, it immediately manifested a raging fire, with blazing yang energy, restraining the evil and filthy aura of the blood river of the old devil.

The blood shadow old devil was also unceremonious, and turned into a blood phoenix, directly propping up the ruined temple to collapse.

After cultivating into a demon soul, the blood phoenix opened its wings again at this time, and the ferocity and arrogance suddenly manifested endlessly, and there seemed to be radiance flowing inside the blood streaks flying out of the wings.

Before cultivating into a demon soul, the blood shadow old devil manifested a blood phoenix. If his winged body was destroyed by the opponent, although he could continue to be reborn in blood, it would consume his own strength.

But now, not only has his power greatly improved, but he also has a devil soul at his core.

The demon soul is not injured, and the manifested blood phoenix can recover instantly no matter how severely damaged it is.

However, the demon soul keeps moving in various positions in its body, and it is difficult for outsiders to determine its true position.

Facing the raging fire transformed by Zhang Zhongxing at this moment, the blood phoenix ignored it directly and rushed through the sea of ​​flames.

Although the body was burned by the fire with the wings transformed by blood and water, it was revived immediately.

The blue-clothed scholar on the opposite side's eyes suddenly lit up: "Although you are only the devil of the eighth realm, you are much more knowledgeable than that Hong Xiao."

Verbal praise does not affect him like a stroke of a giant pen.

Then the raging fire suddenly condensed and turned into a scorching sun.

In the dark night, this piece of mountain is as bright as day.

The blazing hot sun is even more intense, and it is more threatening to the blood shadow old devil than the sea of ​​fire.

It's no wonder that this guy with the cultivation base of the eighth level can escape from Hong Xiao's hands at the ninth level... The old blood shadow's thoughts suddenly changed.

But he was not timid, but like a moth to a flame, he turned into a blood phoenix and spread his wings, embracing the fierce sun!

The next moment, the brilliance dimmed, and the surrounding area was shrouded in night again.

That round of raging flames seemed to be extinguished directly by the blood all over the sky.

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

However, just as the blood phoenix was reborn, flying directly into the sea of ​​blood, a huge writing brush suddenly flew over, and the tip of the pen pointed at the blood phoenix's forehead.

"Your demon soul is here?" Zhang Zhongxing said with a smile.

Like a giant pen, at this moment it is like a huge spear, smashing the forehead of the blood phoenix in one fell swoop.

Blood Phoenix's body froze in mid-air, then slid down powerlessly, as if he had lost his life.

But Zhang Zhongxing's expression changed instead, and the smile on his face disappeared.

His tongue burst into spring thunder, as if it really manifested thunderbolts, exploding around him.

A blood shadow appeared behind Zhang Zhongxing at this moment.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhongxing found out in time and blocked the blood shadow old devil with thunder light.

At the same time, another huge brush appeared above his head, outlining thunderclouds.