Royal Master Painter

Every person who can become a knife and pen official is a person selected by Wei Changli. Each of them has a unique method. Although they are young, they are not inferior to these veteran powerhouses from the eight prefectures, and even have a faint upper hand.

People from other houses had already made their moves and it seemed that they had no chance of winning. Su Baique and Song Lengyin looked at each other and were about to make a move, but there was a sound of piano.

"Extravagant sound method!"

There is only one person who has successfully practiced this extravagant music method in the Yuefu, and that is Li Youlang. As expected, a cold-eyed young man appeared in front of the two people's voices.

"Let me be your opponent today"

"You Lang, what are you going to do?" Song Lengyin asked.

"Lord Yueguan, you should know that Jiang Li is my younger brother and my best brother!" Li Youlang clenched his fists tightly. He never thought that one day he would choose his side between Jiang Li and Yuefu. .

"Things are not as simple as you think"

"You asked me to track down Yuefu's Zhengshi Enlightenment, but you actually wanted to drive me away. If Xiaomei hadn't reminded me, I would have been kept in the dark until now."

Not long after Li Youlang arrived, Mei Xiaomei arrived clumsily with a frail body holding a piano that was about the same size as hers.

Both Song Lengyin and Su Baique felt embarrassed. What they were most worried about was that because of Jiang Lian's execution this time, Li Youlang would take a path that no one wanted.

The Yuefu seems to be thriving in recent years, but in fact it is constantly suffering. During the 800 years when Guan Jizhai was the head of the palace, three wizards appeared.

The first person defected from the Yuefu because of love and hatred, the second was Gao Changgeng, who was already the successor of the palace master but defected due to unknown reasons, and the third was Li Youlang.

Li Youlang learned all kinds of secret methods of Yuefu by Guan Jizhai's side. If Jiang Li was like the other two, it would be difficult for Yuefu to find a third suitable successor in the shortest possible time!
"You Lang, I promise you that the two of us will not participate, but you don't want to get involved in this battle anymore. Your Qianyuan mirror's cultivation is useless here. I will tell you all about the pros and cons of the cause and effect."

Forced to helplessness, the two Wangxianjing who came from Yuefu could only choose to watch from the sidelines.

Seeing that the people from the eight prefectures were unable to take down these officials with swords and pens, Kang Xingjian, who had the highest cultivation level, spoke slowly.

"Your Majesty Wei, you don't have to wait for him to come. The battle here should end as soon as possible."

Kang Xingjian, Ding Xishan, Zuo Xianweng, and the three of them are all at the eighth stage of Wangxian. If they joined the battle, it would be one-sided.

"The contradiction between your Confucian mansion and Wen manor is the deepest, and we have done everything for you. Don't you want to sit back and enjoy the success?"

Ding Xishan is not an idiot, today's battle with the Daobi official has already deepened the conflict with the Wenfu, so how could he be a gunman for nothing.

"Then let me move my old bones first, and shoot Jiang Li right away."

There is a black river outside Wuxu City called the Hengde River, but all those who died in vain cannot enter reincarnation, and have to be escorted by ferrymen across the Hengde River and sent into reincarnation.

The water of the Hengde River was black and turbulent. At this time, Jiang Lin took a boat to row towards the end of the river, and the woman beside him was crying with pear blossoms and rain.

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"Husband, save Jiang Greed no matter what you say."

"Don't worry, I want to see who can kill someone under my sword!"

The river course of the Hengdei River is getting narrower and the current is getting faster and faster, but the river does not flow eastward into the sea, but there is a huge whirlpool at the widest point, and all the river water flows into the whirlpool.

With the whirlpool as the center, there were many white coffins scattered on the Hengde River. Jiang Lin rowed across the coffins in a boat, and the small boat came to the center of the whirlpool gently in the turbulent water.

All the white coffins in the Hengsi River were upright and upside down under the water, but there were three coffins in the center, blood red in color, and a furnace of unburned incense was placed for worship from time to time.

Jiang Lin rested his hand on the coffin, with a complicated and somewhat hesitant expression.

"I thought it would be impossible to open it in this life..."

"Are you afraid?" Seeing Jiang Lin hesitate, the woman asked hastily.

"Your husband, I have never been afraid in my life. It is nothing but death. What is there to be afraid of?"

Just as Jiang Lin was about to open the coffin, a wisp of black smoke converged into a human shape beside the two of them.

The whole body of this person was tightly wrapped, only a pair of old and cloudy eyes were exposed from all over his body, and there was a black paper and a red knife pinned to his waist. There was only one person in Discord City who had such a dress, a man with a knife on credit!
"Wait two!"

"Have you crossed the line?" Jiang Lin said in a deep voice.

"If I don't show up, the coffin will probably be opened."

"Do you think you can stop me by coming? Do you think too highly of your ability?"

The credit knife man's laughter was hoarse and deep.

"Of course I don't have the ability, after all, you are..."

"I'm here to tell you, it's not that far"

"Not so far? What do you know?"

If it was not a last resort, Jiang Lin would never open these coffins.

The credit knife man handed over a piece of paper, Jiang Lin and his wife watched the anger and worry on their faces melt like spring snow, and then smiled.

"However, I still hope that you can help me with a message. If these bastards really dare to kill Jiang Greed, I can't move those old guys, but I will kill all the younger generations in Bafu, leaving no one behind. , you know, no one can save the person I want to kill!"

"Don't worry, if they know that there are still people alive in Tianshe Mansion, they won't be so arrogant"

As an old monster who has lived for more than 1000 years, Kang Xingjian's cultivation and combat experience far exceed these young men. He seems to be old and weak and his eyes are dim, but he can walk hundreds of feet in one step and come directly to the Beside Jiang Greed.

Chen Gong was next to Jiang Li and wanted to untie the talisman on his body. He was going to take him away just now, but this talisman not only prevented Jiang Li from using any spiritual power, but also blocked all attempts to act on him. His spiritual power made it impossible for Chen Gong to take him away easily.

What made Chen Gong even more frowning was that his cultivation at the seventh level of Wangxian was unable to shake the paper talisman.

"Don't waste your efforts, the town spirit talisman was obtained from the head teacher of the Tianxin Mansion, not to mention you juniors, even if Mr. Wei came personally, it would take a lot of trouble."

The appearance of Kang Xingjian made Chen Gong more vigilant. In the battle between Wenfu and Confucianism, Wenfu originally had some advantages, but the sudden appearance of a few old Confucian scholars who should have been dismissed earlier turned the tide of the battle.

These people are the second generation of Confucian scholars in the Confucian Mansion. There used to be such people in the Wen Mansion. Unfortunately, they almost lost almost all of them in the Battle of Ziwu Valley to wipe out the Baiyang Sect.

A black chess piece fell from Chen Gong's sleeve, and it was caught between his fingers for a desperate blow.

"Although your strength is good, you should stop showing off in front of the old man."

With a simple stroking of Kang Xing's hand, a book appeared in front of him. When the pages of this book were opened, the entire space began to turn into waves.The strength of Chen Gong Wangxian's seventh level is naturally not weak, but facing such an old monster, the difference between the first level is heaven and earth.

Chen Gong was involved in the book world and escaped death.

Jiang Li didn't have time to worry about him, because his end would be worse than Chen Gong's.

"Wow, I really want to thank you. If it weren't for you, how could you lead this knife and pen official out of Yunzhou? Cutting off the knife and pen official is equivalent to cutting off the future of your Wenfu!"

The purpose of Confucian self-cultivation is to not show emotions, but such a happy event still makes Kang Xingjian expressive.

But when Kang Xing briefly killed Jiang Lan, a wild and ferocious aura locked him in, preventing him from acting rashly.

"Since you're not dead, don't find a dark crevice to hide, and now you dare to appear openly and bully a child, today the old man will send you to where you should go"