I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Shen Hao frowned.

The calligraphy and painting that Qian Haofeng carried with him seemed to be completely out of order suddenly.

However, Li Yeyu's calligraphy and paintings seem to be disturbed, constantly fluctuating, and it is difficult to exert normal effects.

The method of interference is like a Confucian practitioner, not a person who practiced other paths.

It's just, how do you feel that the person who made the shot is not strong in cultivation, but has a faint effect of four or two.

Shen Hao was startled.

The level of cultivation is low, but it can still interfere with the Confucian master's ability to see words clearly. This requires the other party's talent and knowledge to far crush his current level.

It even crushed the master who could read the words.

This kind of people……

Shen Hao turned around slowly.

On the table behind him, spread out a blank sheet of paper.

The top right third of the paper is blank.

On the left and in the middle, there are paintings of women with different appearances.

Shen Hao's eyes were complicated, and there seemed to be a trace of fear in the depths of his eyes.

Although this emotion was fleeting, Shen Hao clearly discerned his heart and noticed it immediately.

He didn't evade his emotions, he just stood there silently and meditated.

Scenes and scenes from the past flashed through his mind quickly.

After Shen Hao calmed down, he left Jiufeng Academy immediately.

Before leaving, he told the teachers and students on the mountain: "During this period, I will be studying in seclusion in the academy. Don't go out easily. If there is any problem, please report it to me and the dean."

Jiufeng Academy is currently competing with Yansheng Mansion. Shen Hao's order made other teachers and students think that they were guarding against Yansheng Mansion, so everyone agreed one after another, not daring to be careless.

Shen Hao left the Mirror Lake Nine Peaks, and his figure disappeared into the air immediately.

When he reappeared, he was already on the blue sea.

On the surface of the sea, there are no swords and swords at this moment, but a grand literary meeting is going on.

However, the undercurrents are surging, and the danger is no less than fighting with swords, and even more so.

The sea surface with a radius of thousands of miles is not only calm at this moment, but also smoother like a mirror, as if the ground has been artificially leveled.

On the "ground", there are also tall stands formed by rising sea water, just like real buildings.

In the stands, there are many Confucian children gathered, and Wenhua's talent is soaring to Xiaohan, which is extremely gorgeous.

In addition, there were even people from outside, Jiufeng, and Yansheng Mansion who came to watch the ceremony.

Surrounded by the stands, it is not a school field, but a large hall composed of solid seawater rising and condensing, which does not freeze.

In the hall, two scholars sat calmly facing each other, as if they were just talking.

But above their heads, on the top of the hall composed of sea water, there are two balls of thick ink in the water, which seem to be fighting each other, trying to swallow each other.

It seemed to be pitch black, but the people in the surrounding stands saw it and could clearly tell who had the upper hand and who was the loser.

The poems and essays read by the two scholars sitting opposite each other were transformed into ink characters in the mid-air, and then floated into the air and merged into their own thick ink.

After a long period of contest, the two sides gradually decided the winner.

After one person's thick ink completely devoured the opponent's ink, it monopolized the top of the hall, and then spread automatically, turning into many poems, hovering on the top of the hall.

At this time, an old man in the stands said: "This round, Yansheng Mansion won."

The faces of the people from Nine Peaks Academy all darkened.

Shen Tianxian, the old dean himself, had a peaceful expression, and sent another student to the battle.

In the next round of fighting, the students of Nine Peaks Academy gradually gained the upper hand.

However, Shen Tianxian frowned suddenly.

The next moment, Shen Hao appeared beside him.

Students from the surrounding Jiufeng Academy saluted the third peak master one after another.

The arrival of Shen Hao also attracted the attention of other people in the surrounding stands.

"Father." With a serious expression, Shen Hao handed over a letter to his father Shen Tianxian: "Please read it."

Shen Tianxian took the letter and knew the contents without opening it.

His furrowed white eyebrows relaxed instead.

Others saw this,

All of them were slightly moved, wondering if Jiufeng Academy had any good news.

Seeing this, the people in Yansheng Mansion stared intently, and quickly ordered the disciples to investigate, in case Jiufeng Academy had any tricks against them.

Shen Tianxian's face was relaxed, but his heart fell straight to the bottom of the valley.

He could clearly see a trace of fear in the depths of Shen Hao's eyes in front of him.

Shen Tianxian was not surprised that the other party was so emotional than that.

After all, that person's talent is so high that it is astonishing in the past.

The Shen family, and even the current Nine Peaks Academy, are all laid by that person.

Today, everyone in Jiufeng Academy and even the Shen family, including Shen Hao and him, Shen Tianxian, have learned most of what they have learned.

Was that person really dead?

For many years in the Shen family, those in the know have been secretly worried.

People with poor psychological quality are even more anxious all day long.

Now, you don't have to guess anymore.

That person really came back.

"Notify Mingjun and them." Shen Tianxian sighed softly, and then instructed Shen Hao.

His son hesitated slightly: "...Does Ming Jun want to notify?"

Shen Tianxian nodded: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Shen Hao immediately agreed: "Yes, father."

After a slight pause, he continued to ask: "The Taiqing Palace..."

"Not busy yet." Shen Tianxian said calmly.

Shen Hao nodded, took his leave and left.

Shen Tianxian, as if nothing had happened, focused his attention back on the literary meeting in front of him.

Although Old Dean Shen did not order Shen Hao to notify Taiqing Palace.

But the Taiqing Palace did not forget them.

A white bird flew over thousands of rivers and mountains, and came to the gate of Taiqing Palace.

The young Taoist priest in white raised his hand and gently touched the fallen bird.

The bird suddenly turned from white to purple, and then turned into purple smoke, hovering over the young Taoist's fingers.

"Shen Hao left Jiufeng Academy alone and hurried to see Shen Tianxian..."

The young Taoist was thoughtful.

From this point of view, they have gained a lot from exploring Chang'an.

Maybe, knowing that Shen Herong is in Chang'an, so nervous?

The young Taoist priest walks in the mountains with his hands behind his back.

He knows much more than Jiufeng Academy.

Shen Herong.

Ao Kong.

Chu Yaoguang.

These three people are all related to Chang'an.

It might even be guarded outside the Taiqing Palace, waiting for him.

The young Taoist didn't care much about this.

What he cares about is, besides these three people, is there anyone else in Chang'an?

The young Taoist walked to the foot of the mountain while thinking.

Here, he met his fellow senior fellow Master Yunluo, and Tong Kai, the elder of Qinglongzong.

"Brother, Brother Tong Dao." The young Taoist greeted them.

"Your Excellency is the closed disciple of Peng Zhenren, Fellow Daoist Gu Mu, right?"

Tong Kai replied: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Don't dare to be a Taoist brother." The young Taoist said.

Instead, he presented something to Master Yunluo: "This is something that my master ordered me to give to my senior brother. The senior brother will go to Chang'an to find out the enemy's situation. It may be useful."

Master Yunluo heard the words, and seemed to think of something, his face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

He nodded slowly: "It's really useful. I almost forgot if the teacher in charge didn't mention it."

The young Taoist called to the head of Taoism: "Senior Brother Lao and Elder Tong."

Master Yunluo and Tong Kai returned the gift, bid farewell to the young Taoist priest, and then left the gate of Taiqing Palace.

The two walked together, Tong Kai glanced at Master Yunluo, hesitant to speak.

Master Yunluo saw it, but pretended not to notice it.

So the two continued on their way in silence.

As they walked, the two suddenly slowed down.

Because they felt that there seemed to be an extremely fierce martial arts will approaching them.

Master Yunluo had sensed it before, but everyone just passed by.

At this moment, the other party deliberately rushed over.

Master Yunluo understood the opponent's artistic conception of martial arts, and his heart couldn't help but move.

In such a short span of time, in front of the two Daoist primordial spirits, the void burst open.

It was like being broken by an invisible sharp knife.

A seemingly ordinary middle-aged man stepped out of it.

The facial features of the visitor looked inconspicuous, but his body was full of sword intent, so fierce that Tong Kai felt a faint pain in his soul.

"Nanzong of Shushan, Chu Chaowen?"

Tong Kai recognized each other.

The middle-aged man smiled, but his smile showed its sharpness: "Isn't it true that the Qinglong sect is a real child? Chu Chaowen is indeed a disciple of the Shushan sect, but the so-called 'Southern sect' is unnecessary to mention."

Being robbed so unceremoniously by the other party, Tong Kai endured it and did not get angry.

In the vast middle land, there are countless martial arts sects such as Dahe Longmen in Dongjiang, Qingxia Villa, and Huanglei Sect.

There are also many sects or families with Martial Dao Emperors in charge.

But generally speaking, everyone respects the masters of martial arts in China, and it is customary to call it "Three Schools and Six Dynasties".

The six dynasties are the six dynasties.

Since the fall of the Jade Emperor at the hands of the Twelve Yamas in the past, the Jade Dynasty has collapsed, and there is no longer a unified dynasty in China, but has fallen into a state of rivalry for hegemony.

Up to now, it is a stalemate situation in the Six Dynasties.

In addition to the Six Dynasties, there are three top martial arts inheritance forces.

Among them, Shushan Nanzong and Shushan Beizong stood side by side, occupying two places.

The "Sword Demon" Su Po, who was ranked seventh among the Twelve Hells in the past, picked Shu Mountain with his sword, severely wounded Gu Pu, the head of Shu Mountain, and split the entire Shu Mountain in two.

This battle established Su's reputation as the first sword to break the middle earth, but it also caused the entire Shushan sect to split into two sects, the north and the south, just like their sect.

At that time, there was already an undercurrent in the Shushan faction. After Gu Pu, the head of the sect, was severely injured by Su Po, it was difficult to suppress the opposition in the sect. In the end, the Shushan faction was split into two.

The unsophisticated and well-behaved head of the Shu Mountain has become the suzerain of the Northern Sect of the Shu Mountain.

Among them, they still call themselves the Shushan School.

The split Nanzong was regarded as rebellious and evil.

Of course, in turn, the Southern Sect also viewed the opposite Northern Sect in the same way.

So at this moment Chu Chaowen, the elder of Nanzong in Shushan, immediately corrected Tong Kai, the elder of Qinglongzong.

"It's the impoliteness of the poor." Tong Kai didn't make any further entanglements with the other party.

Seeing his apology, Chu Chaowen stopped pursuing it, and turned to Master Yunluo:

"It's impolite to block the way, but I have something to ask, and I also ask Master Yunluo to tell me."

The Shushan Nanzong elder said slowly: "Please forgive me for being presumptuous, the Taoist priest seems to be walking with a sword?"