From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 64: A Hundred Schools of Thought; I Want to Make a Dilemma (Please Read~~)

"You are in the middle stage of bone strengthening. I haven't seen you for a long time. You have improved a lot."

There was an imperceptible smile on Yi Su's lips.

"Thanks to the master's blessing, I can make such progress."

Wu Fengdeng looked respectful, and immediately took out the gold-thread sachet from the wooden box in his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Qiyu who was standing beside him.

"Master has been very kind to us these days. I don't know what Master likes after returning from the battle, so I took the initiative to buy a pair of sachets. Please accept them."

"This is my thanks."

With his profound Buddhist cultivation and great prestige in the Wei State, he naturally had no shortage of gold, silver and treasures. Wu Fengdeng also thought for a long time before choosing the sachet.

Firstly, it is unconventional, and secondly, this gold thread sachet is quite precious. It is just a small item, and Yi Su has no reason to refuse it.

As long as he accepts it, his goal will be achieved.

Yi Su glanced at the sachet, nodded and said, "You do know how to behave. Qiyu is lucky to have a close friend like you."

This light-hearted remark surprised Jiang Qiyu.

After spending these days with Yi Su, I know very well that she has an indifferent personality. Although she is easy-going and gentle to others, her inherent coldness makes her unable to accommodate anyone.

It was as if she had transcended the world, wandering around in a leisurely manner. She had never praised anyone except herself. Even many princes and nobles who wanted to become her disciples were rejected on the grounds that she had no wisdom.

But at this moment, she was surprisingly appreciative of Wu Fengdeng, whom she had only met twice, and regarded him as her "blessing".

This is not something that can be said just for the sake of one's own face.

Jiang Qiyu was secretly delighted, as if he was even happier than when he was praised.

"You are now under Jianwen's command, and the battle is over. Do you have any plans for the future? If not, I can recommend you to the military strategist."

"It just so happens that there will be a conference next month where all schools of thought will be recruiting new members. This may be a good idea for you."

Wu Fengdeng nodded slightly and replied, "Thank you for your consideration, Master. However, General Yang has appointed me as the captain of the personal guard battalion and the internal security guard of Yang's mansion. I have no time to take care of the martial arts sects."

"Forget it, just go your own way. Qiyu, take him for a walk outside."

"Yes, master."

Jiang Qiyu put down his things and excitedly took him outside.

Wu Fengdeng looked at the students from hundreds of families in the academy, who were dressed in different clothes. Perhaps because they were brought up in a warm environment, most of them had fair and rosy faces.

Being used to seeing rough guys in the military camp, he suddenly felt like he had entered the wrong style.

"Qiyu, what is the conference of contending philosophers that Master Yisu just mentioned?"

Jiang Qiyu said: "The so-called debate is that the various schools of thought in Jixia Academy openly discuss scriptures and doctrines, and exchange martial arts in order to achieve the goal of recruiting new disciples."

"If a school of thought is the most powerful, it will naturally attract the most people to come and learn from it. I heard from my master that last year, Confucianism won the first place. The next day, many princes and nobles broke down the door of Confucianism."

So that's how it is. This is the contention of a hundred schools of thought in this world.

Wu Fengdeng felt relieved.

In fact, if he did not have a military identity, he would also be very interested in these martial arts sects. Unfortunately, he is now Yang Jianwen's personal soldier, and the Ever-Victorious Treasure Book is also a golden finger for conquering, which means he is destined to have no chance to meet these martial arts sects.

At this moment, Wu Fengdeng suddenly felt his back burning!

欻!
In an instant, the red glass spear was drawn out, and the cold light was as fast as lightning, instantly cutting a fireball into two pieces. The flames splashed, making his eyes even colder.

The fireball appeared very suddenly. If the scorpion had not been as fast as lightning, it would have hit him on the back.

"It's Li Yan!"

Jiang Qiyu reacted and his face turned slightly cold.

Wu Fengdeng followed her gaze and indeed saw five or six young men on the arch bridge in the distance.

The handsome young man in the lead had fire patterns embroidered on his wide sleeves, and his face was gloomy and full of murderous intent.

"Who is Li Yan?"

Wu Fengdeng shook the tip of his spear, and the flames were extinguished. Jiang Qiyu frowned and said, "He is the son of the prime minister of the current dynasty, the eldest disciple of the Yin-Yang School of the Jixia Academy, and his major is Zhurong Fire System."

She has been practicing "The Secret of the Five Elements of Heaven and Man" these days, and has also learned a little about the origins of Taoism and Yin-Yang School.

Taoists comprehended the martial arts of heaven and man from the roots of the Fusang tree, while Yin-Yang School comprehended and developed the martial arts of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements.

Among them, Zhu Rong's fire system is the mainstream of the current Yin-Yang School. Li Yan is a fire genius in the local Jixia Academy with outstanding performance, so he was listed as the eldest disciple by the head Shan Gui.

The martial arts that Jiang Qiyu practiced was created by Du Jianlian by integrating the theories of the two schools, and it involved the knowledge of all schools.

However, due to her personality and the influence of the path she cultivated, Jiang Qiyu still tends to be more inclined towards the Ju Mang Wood system.

Fire and wood are inherently in a relationship of restraint and being restrained, so Jiang Qiyu is even more wary of Li Yan and has always been on guard.

But no one expected that he would dare to take action near the Taoist bamboo building, and suddenly target Wu Fengdeng!
Thinking of this, Jiang Qiyu's clear eyes gradually became filled with anger.

It would be fine if it was any other time, but when it came to Brother Fengdeng, she couldn't hold back no matter what.

The surrounding bamboo forest swayed slightly, and the green leaves exuded a sharp and cold light.

"Brother, be careful of Jiang Qiyu, her flying flowers and leaves are very cold."

Among the Yin-Yang family, one person suddenly felt as if he was facing a great enemy.

Li Yan raised his chin and looked down at her, saying in a deep voice: "She just practiced the evil method of that traitor, and Feihua Piaoye only learned the basics. Why should I be afraid of her?"

"Jiang Qiyu cannot be killed for now, so we will leave Wu Fengdeng behind today to avenge Black Crow."

He was severely reprimanded by the mountain ghosts because he took the initiative to let Black Crow rob Wu Fengdeng, which resulted in Black Crow's death.

Li Yan had been holding this anger in his heart, and when he saw the upright red figure, the murderous intent on his face became even stronger.

"The Yin-Yang family."

Wu Fengdeng nodded slightly and his eyes gradually drooped.

call!
The bright red figure instantly became like a sharp claw, tearing apart the green world.

In Li Yan's deep brown pupils, the tip of the gun quickly enlarged!
Bang!
The red glass spear instantly smashed the stone bridge into pieces, causing dust and rubble to splash everywhere. Even though Li Yan and the others dodged in time, they were still covered in a mess by the mud and rubble.

Cough!

Amidst the slight coughing, the Yin-Yang School disciple felt insulted and shouted angrily:
"Be bold!"

"Vulgar! Barbaric! Untouchable!"

"How dare a little soldier be so presumptuous, he simply doesn't take us seriously!"

"The academy is a quiet place, how can we allow a fellow like you to act rashly!"

……

Li Yan also frowned and covered his mouth. A bloodstain on his face caused by a stone gradually spread. If he raised his eyebrows any further, his eyes would be ruined.

Such a huge commotion also attracted the attention of disciples from the surrounding sects, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

He starts fighting over a disagreement. How violent is this person's temper!
Wu Fengdeng exudes a murderous aura and has a sharp temperament. How can the evil spirit he cultivated on the battlefield be compared to these vases grown in a greenhouse?

"I'm going to do something rash, what can you do?"

"You bastards of the Yin-Yang family, I'm afraid you can't wait to follow in Black Crow's footsteps."

hum! !

The red glass spear, which had been thirsty for many days, hummed and pointed its tip directly at Li Yan.

He had just used fire to launch a surprise attack, and if I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been seriously injured.

Wu Fengdeng can't swallow this grudge!
Since the situation is already like fire and water, and it's a life-and-death situation, there's no point in talking nonsense.

kill!

(End of this chapter)