Oh my god, ancestor, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?

Sneak attack?

The moment he saw the change in Tuoba Yu's pupils, Chen Ping'an also felt that someone was using treasure to sneak attack him.

Most of the people around him were students from White Deer Academy, and their cultivation levels were generally not high. Therefore, since the sneak attacker could use treasures, it meant that his cultivation level was not high either.

However, if you want to attack yourself in public, aren't you afraid of being caught by White Deer Academy?

Facing a sneak attack, Chen Ping'an was naturally not afraid.

He has plenty of ways to deal with it.

Furthermore, although this gray stream of light looked fast, with Chen Pingan's own ability, he would definitely have the chance to avoid it immediately.

"Be bold and brave!"

A cold drink sounded from a certain corner.

Immediately, a huge aura enveloped the entire library, and the stream of light was fixed in mid-air.

The attacker turned around and tried to run away.

But a big hand transformed by spiritual power appeared out of thin air and caught the sneak attacker.

This sneak attacker is a young man whose cultivation is at the first level of the Cave Heaven Realm.

He struggled desperately, but was unable to break free.

Then the space fluctuated, and a majestic white-haired old man fell down.

"Who sent you?"

The white-haired old man stared at the attacker and asked coldly.

"Ten old men?"

When the young man saw the white-haired old man, his expression was slightly startled, and then with a bang, his entire body exploded into a bloody mist.

The white-haired old man looked ashen.

He didn't expect that the person he had just captured would explode and die.

Then the space continuously flickered with figures.

Dean Tao Lan and hospital supervisor Luo Shuishui arrived almost at the same time.

"Chen Pingan, are you okay?"

Tao Lan first looked at Chen Pingan with concern, and then asked very worriedly.

Being assassinated at White Deer Academy, she was worried that it would affect Chen Pingan's mood.

Chen Ping'an's expression remained unchanged as he stared at the blood mist falling slowly, and said with a smile: "Dean, who wants me to die so much?"

"The biggest suspect should be the people from the Demon Palace."

Tao Lan pondered.

Magic palace?

Chen Pingan thought for a while, and there seemed to be some impression in his mind, but it was not profound.

This is mainly because he didn't practice in his previous life, so he didn't pay much attention to some forces.

"The Demon Palace and our White Deer Academy are mortal enemies. Now that you have cultivated Wenxin in seven days, I am afraid it has caused panic in the Demon Palace. That's why I have arranged for someone to assassinate you."

Tao Lan sighed softly and said with comfort in his eyes: "However, you don't have to worry. I have arranged for Li Jinghong, one of the ten elders, to be your protector. He will guard you day and night and will never give anything to you." There is no chance in the Demon Palace.”

Chen Pingan glanced at the white-haired old man Li Jinghong.

This person is on the second level of the Transcendent Realm, a level higher than Xiao Zi.

"Thank you very much, Dean."

Chen Ping'an cupped his hands and smiled.

He himself is not afraid of the so-called assassination. Let alone the Demon Palace cannot kill him, what does it mean to kill him?

Death was too easy for him.

In Chen Pingan's warehouse, there are still many resurrection cards that have not been used.

The more you save, the more you get.

There are almost every ex-girlfriend reward.

The system is also afraid that he will really die, so the resurrection cards are fully arranged.

"Mr. Li, I'll leave it to you from now on."

Tao Lan looked at Li Jinghong and said very politely.

"You don't have to be polite, Dean. Chen Pingan's talent is obvious to all. Even if I bleed five feet, I will never let him suffer any harm."

Li Jinghong said solemnly.

Tao Lan nodded, said a few more polite words, then turned around and left.

Luo Shuishui didn't leave and was dealing with follow-up matters.

Li Jinghong glanced at Chen Ping'an meaningfully, then disappeared in a flash.

"Tsk, tsk, this is the legendary Ten Elders!"

Tuoba Yu clicked his tongue, patted Chen Ping'an on the shoulder, and said with envy: "Brother, you are so blessed. There are ten elders in Shenzang Realm who will serve as your guardians."

"Yeah, I'm really envious."

Tie Chen chuckled, with a sour taste in his tone.

"Fortunately."

Chen Pingan smiled lightly, turned to Si Xiaoyu and said, "Let's go to the library to borrow books."

"Okay, monitor."

Si Xiaoyu laughed and followed Chen Pingan, Tuoba Yu and others passing by.

The students who were watching the excitement all retreated.

Although everyone was extremely envious, they also knew that this was the treatment Chen Pingan deserved.

After all, people can cultivate their literary mind in seven days.

This kind of talent is enough for White Deer Academy to vigorously cultivate and devote all its resources.

……

The far north of Zhongzhou.

Shrouded in a faint black air all year round, the demonic aura here is relatively strong, and it is a paradise for all demonic cultivators in the wilderness.

Demonic cultivation is also a demonic technique practiced by human monks.

They are different from real demons, or pure demons.

Deep in this place, towering mountains stretch endlessly.

The most powerful demonic power in the Zhongzhou Demonic Path, the Demonic Palace, is located here.

In the largest devil's palace.

An elder from the Demon Palace ran in and knelt on the ground.

"Palace Master, the assassination attempt at White Deer Academy failed."

He lowered his head and said. “Haha, this is what I expected. Did the Ten Elders take action?”

Demonic energy surged deep in the hall, and a man's voice came out.

This voice was elegant, without any of the viciousness of a demonic monk.

"Yes, Palace Master."

A trace of ferocity flashed in the elder's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Palace Master, who are the ten elders? Why don't we also send out the extraordinary realm, directly enter the White Deer Academy, and kill the boy named Chen."

"There is no need to be so reckless. Although our Demon Palace is now powerful, it is impossible to confront the entire Zhongzhou, let alone fight to the death with White Deer Academy. That would not be good for us."

The man said calmly.

After pausing for a few seconds, he immediately said: "Fortunately, this little guy is still in the Divine Tibetan Realm, and is still far from being extraordinary. He will continue to look for opportunities and arrange various assassinations."

"Okay, Palace Master."

The elder stood up and left.

"Cultivation of Wenxin in seven days, is this talent really powerful? However, if you can survive to the Divine Void Realm, I will personally kill you to avoid future troubles, even if I risk the world's outrage!"

The man smiled coldly, and his voice echoed in the gloomy hall and lingered for a long time.

In the following days, Chen Pingan lived a very simple life.

In order to solve the problem of Qingyun Sect as soon as possible, he practiced diligently every day.

Two months later.

The crystal-clear heart finally began to flow out a translucent energy, entering the bile beneath the organs.

At this moment, Xin Dan established a connection.

Chen Ping'an felt happy, this meant that his literary courage had also begun to develop.

Literary courage is the courage of a literary man. When Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his expression, with a loud shout, he can drive away wolves and swallow tigers, move mountains and fill the sea, and make the sky change the sun and moon!

"There are seven colors of literary bravery, and I don't know how many I will achieve in the end..."

Chen Ping'an thought to himself.

He is an innate holy body, so it stands to reason that his literary courage must be at least seven colors.

After all, according to Tao Lan, the former dean of White Deer Academy who cultivated literary heart in ten days eventually cultivated seven-color literary courage.

The dean led the White Deer Academy to the pinnacle of power. At that time, he shouted loudly, which was so shocking that even the monks in the Divine Void Realm were frightened to death.

Even a monk in the extraordinary realm cannot bear it and has no fighting spirit in his heart.

In the art of Holy Words, the stronger the Wen Xin, Wen Gu and Wen Gu, the greater the power.

Therefore, people who practice the art of Holy Words often have a very obvious difference in strength at the same level.

A month later.

Chen Ping'an's cultivation has reached the peak of the tenth level of the Divine Treasure Realm, and he is only one step away from entering the Cave Heaven Realm.

Another three months passed, and Chen Ping'an's literary courage finally took shape.

At first there was only red, then over the subsequent time, yellow, green, orange...

A year after Chen Pingan entered White Deer Academy, his seven-color literary talent was finally fully formed.

"It finally worked. My speed is two years faster than the previous dean."

Chen Ping'an took a long breath, with a relaxed look on his face.

The dean who cultivated the literary mind in ten days spent three years to create the seven-color literary courage.

And it only took him one year!

With a thought, Chen Ping'an activated the seven-color gallbladder in his body, and seven layers of light appeared outside his body.

"interesting."

Chen Pingan smiled and felt that the Confucian system was not bad. Although it was a little more troublesome than the sword cultivator, it was still very powerful.

"Wow, monitor, have you mastered colorful literary courage?"

At this time, Si Xiaoyu appeared out of nowhere and asked with envy.

"Yes."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded. He has been practicing by the lake for the past year and is extremely devoted.

"That's great. I am now on the road to cultivating a literary spirit. I wonder when I will be able to cultivate a literary heart?"

Si Xiaoyu stuck out his tongue.

"Don't worry, everyone has different opportunities. As long as we work hard, we can all practice the Holy Word in the end."

Chen Pingan smiled and comforted.

A figure flashed, and Dean Tao Lan also appeared.

"Wen Gu... is done?"

She stared excitedly at the layer of colored light on Chen Ping'an's body, her delicate body trembling slightly.

In the entire history of White Deer Academy, only a few people have mastered the colorful literary boldness.

She had only heard of it, but had never seen it.

Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she felt an inexplicable shock. The five-color gallbladder in her body seemed to be jumping for joy, faintly resonating with the trembling sound of the seven-color gallbladder.

"It's done, Dean."

Chen Pingan smiled slightly.

Next, he should enter the last step of the four elements - tempering the bones.

Literary bones represent the last stubbornness of the literati.

It is said that a useless person is a scholar, but in fact, once it is tempered into literary bones, not only will the power of the holy spell be enhanced, but the practitioner's physical strength will also be enhanced.

It is made of bones and inscriptions all over the body. It is as solid as the golden body of Buddhism and cannot be destroyed.

but.

Literary bones are extremely difficult to temper, and it is often impossible to complete the tempering in a lifetime.

As long as the text bones have been tempered for more than ten pieces, you can officially enter the practice of Holy Word Art.

Chen Ping'an obtained all this knowledge on cultivation from Tao Lan.

"Great."

Tao Lan looked excited, and the corners of her eyes were a little moist.

Over the past year, Chen Ping'an has been practicing by the lake. In addition to Mr. Li, she has also secretly arranged for many masters of the Divine Void Realm to quietly guard the surroundings.

Despite this, he still encountered several assassinations from the Demon Palace.

As the dean, the more outstanding Chen Ping'an was, the less she could eat or sleep well, and her mind and body were restless, for fear that this once-in-a-million-year-old monster would be brutally killed by the Demon Palace!

Luo Shuishui quietly appeared on the side of the lake, looked at the dean's thin shoulders, and sighed secretly in his heart.

As the dean's special assistant, she feels the pressure on the dean's shoulders the most.

In order to thwart the assassination attempt in the Demon Palace, the dean worked extremely hard and made huge sacrifices. (End of chapter)