Legend of Kyushu Sky

Chapter 391 Blame the old man
At the end of the Dharma Period, on the evening of February 2026, [-], at nine o'clock.

In the dark night sky, a sonic plane slowly landed on the international airport of the capital of Shenzhou [Huayan]. As the flow of people continued to get out of the plane, a group of teenagers wearing white shirts, blue-black trench coats, and black pants slowly descended. Walking out of the airport slowly, looking at the colorful lights and the taxi drivers who were busy attracting customers on the street, a touch of warmth flashed across Qiong Cang's heart, as if returning home.

It turned out that unconsciously, I already had deep feelings for this international metropolis.

Qiong Cang took a deep breath of the air, and the familiar smell was still there, but the people passing by him gave him a contemptuous look and said, "You bumpkin, this must be the first time you have come to such a gorgeous city!"

Qiong Cang was startled, then smiled helplessly, how could he look like a bumpkin?
Touching the tip of his nose, he got into a taxi at the invitation of a taxi driver.

"Where are you going, little brother? To tell you the truth, in the capital of [Huayan], I, Qiao Dahai, dare say the second in speed and no one dares to be the first. Are you going to the residential area, little brother?" The driver boasted, There was a flash of light in his eyes, secretly thinking that he could do a good job again.

"Go to the Central District, break the Military Academy!"

"Okay, Central District Po Jun... Po... Po..." Qiao Dahai's eyes widened suddenly, unable to say the last two words, he suddenly turned around and looked at the boy sitting in the back row , said incredulously: "Are you a student of Po Military Academy?"

"Why? Not like?" Qiong Cang smiled slightly.

"No, no, how could it be? I saw your luxurious aura rushing toward me. I could feel that astonishing aura from 800 meters away. You are a dragon and a phoenix among people. Otherwise, how could I pull you?" Joe Dahai used honorifics, quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and cursed in his heart: "Fortunately, he didn't say anything out of line!"

Since the revision of the "Yuanmai Constitution", ordinary people have more respect for Yuanmai people than hostility.

"Then master, let's go!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Because he knew that Qiong Cang was a student of Po Military Academy, Qiao Dahai drove very fast along the way, but even at such a fast speed, he drove very smoothly, which made Qiong Cang secretly praise that a taxi driver can have such driving skills , is really extraordinary, what he just said may be true.

Along the way, Qiao Dahai kept his eyes on the road ahead, and did not dare to say a word. Yuanmai people, especially the Yuanmai people from the seven colleges, were a high and mighty existence in his heart. He looked very kind, but he lowered his posture subconsciously in his heart, so he didn't dare to say a word, for fear of offending Qiong Cang.

As for Qiong Cang, because he was getting closer and closer to Pojun Academy, his heart was ups and downs, his mind was full of thoughts, and he didn't have the mood to speak.

The quiet taxi went all the way. Fortunately, the international airport was not too far from the central area. It took more than an hour to arrive at a place with few people in the central area. Qiao Dahai turned his head and showed a kind smile: "Pojun Academy has arrived. .”

Qiong Cang came back to his senses, nodded with a smile, and after paying the fare, he walked in the direction of the Po Military Academy. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter within a kilometer of the Po Military Academy, even vehicles.

In the car, Qiao Dahai looked at the silver coin and said to himself excitedly: "The silver coin of the Yuanmai person, let's treat it as a family heirloom, haha, this time I can brag about it with the gangsters, they have carried the Yuanmai before." A person? And he is also the famous Yuanmai person who broke the military academy!"

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Approaching the Po Military Academy, there was a touch of excitement in the eyes of the sky. Although the appearance of the Po Military Academy still looked dilapidated, but now the dilapidation made people have an urge to touch it. , the white-haired old man in ragged clothes and smelly body still looked sleepy, as if nothing could arouse his interest.

Qiongcang approached the gate of Pojun Academy, took a deep breath, and walked into it the next moment!

The old man in the gazebo opened his eyes at this moment, and a flash of light flashed in them: "The steps are steady, the breath is restrained, this kid has improved...but what is that thing on his shoulder?"

"I don't understand, I don't understand!" The old man shook his head and closed his eyes for a while.

Because it was almost ten o'clock, each dormitory had access control, so there was almost no trace of a student on the road now, only the street lamps on both sides were flashing a deep yellow light. In early spring, the trees and flowers in the college looked a little desolate. But don't have a flavor.

Strolling on the road of the college, the smile on the corner of Qiong Cang's mouth became more and more intense, and he gradually walked towards the dormitory. It's not convenient to say hello to Yan Huan and the others at this time, let's give them a surprise tomorrow.

Opening the space window and checking his schedule, Qiong Kang was slightly taken aback. He was a little surprised that there would be teacher Wu Shenshang's class at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. In the state of suspension of classes, why does Wu Shenshang have a class tomorrow?
"Forget it, I'll find out when I go and have a look tomorrow..."

As soon as Qiong Cang's right foot landed on the ground, a violent aura suddenly surged out of his body, and pure white energy swept all around. He stared solemnly at the underside of a big bare tree in front of him, and the hairs all over his body burst.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead, and his hands were clenched tightly, and the extreme tension in his heart could be found.

The little guy also raised his head, his eyes were full of alertness, and the red hair all over his body stood up one by one, which also showed his nervousness!

The old man under the tree, wearing a white Tang suit, stared at the sky with a pair of vicissitudes of life in his old face, and his silver hair fluttered with the breeze. He was quite a fairy-like old man. .

But at this moment, the expression of the old man seemed a little strange. A pair of wrinkled hands were clenched and loosened from time to time, and they were clenched and loosened. I don’t know how many times they repeated. There were memories, a little sad, and excitement in a pair of deep black eyes. A complex emotion emerges.

As the old man's emotions continued to change, the world seemed to be undergoing great changes, and a heaven-penetrating power constantly appeared around the old man, as if the sun and the moon were changing color, and the stars were moving, vast and grand!
Qiong Kung's face was extremely dignified. Such great power is definitely not something that a strong emperor can possess. The various energies around this old man are centered on and respected by him. The power of transforming again and again is the power of the holy powerhouse!

The old man in front of him is a holy powerhouse!
But why, there is such a powerful old man in Pojun Academy?
Qiong Cang suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a tear in the old man's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash, as if it was an illusion. At this time, the old man's face returned to calm, and his eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky, looking straight at the sky , There was this touch of excitement quietly emerging in the depths of his eyes.

The old man took a step forward, as if time had passed tens of thousands of seconds, the old man had already stood in front of the sky, his lips were slightly parted, as if he wanted to say something.

The pupils of the sky shrank into the shape of needlepoints, and the powerhouse of the holy position traveled thousands of miles in a single thought, and the places he passed were silent and hard to detect.

The old man's eyes suddenly became excited, and his trembling voice sounded——

"Yuan'er..."

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(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)