Reborn Mosquito Daoist

Chapter 111 Academy
The star marks are beginning to disappear, and the vast white snow covers the entire Jixia Academy. Compared with more than a hundred years ago, the cliffs are still high and steep, but the soldiers have been dying year after year. Huge black shadows stood up and down.The cold mountain breeze passed by, and the small town at the foot of the mountain had already become a quiet wilderness, except for a few rooster crows, there was no sound at all.

Beigong Xiaobai put on his clothes, put on his shoes sleepily, yawned, walked to the corner of the room, picked up the bamboo broom, went to the door, and pulled the latch.This is a routine work that he does every morning. Although the academy has not seen anyone visiting it for several years, he is obsessed with it. Spring comes and winter goes, cleaning the gate of the mountain in a while.He yawned, but before he could fully open his eyes, the snow piled up at the door had already poured in as the latch was pulled out. Beigong Xiaobai couldn't help murmuring: "Since the beginning of winter, how could it be the first snowfall?" so big..."

It's just that before he finished speaking, a voice came from behind and continued: "This heavy snow has just begun!" Turning around, it was a man in a red robe standing behind him with his hands behind his back, and was about to ask the other party's identity. The man had already continued: "Who is Bei Gongbo to you?"

Beigong Xiaobai was taken aback: "My father has passed away for a long time, this son is..."

"Han Yu!" The Beigong Xiaobai in front of him resembled his father very much. Han Yu guessed his identity after a little calculation, but a hundred years is long enough for ordinary people. There is no breaking through the shackles, breaking the cycle of life and death.

"Han... Yu..." Beigong Xiaobai suddenly remembered a person his father often mentioned when he was a child, and his eyes lit up: "You are Master Han Yuzi!" For Beigong Bo, the meeting with Han Yu It was the most boastful event in his life, and naturally he mentioned it a lot before him.

Although rumors of what happened in Emperor Qin's Underground Palace that day were widely circulated, the Confucian school was very powerful, and everyone kept silent about this Han Yuzi, but it also made him the most mysterious Confucian saint in the history of Jixia Academy.

Han Yu, however, smiled faintly, feeling momentary, and became a little closer to the somewhat stupid old man in front of him: "For hundreds of years, I have only seen that people's hearts are getting worse and worse. It's rare... Do you want to learn the Tao?"

But Beigong Xiaobai murmured: "My lord, I love you. I don't even understand the Confucian classics. How dare I be greedy for some Taoist cultivation!"

For a moment, Han Yu felt pity for the idea of ​​teaching his deceased to practice Dharma, but he didn't know that for Beigong Xiaobai, being able to achieve something in Confucianism was his life's happiest joy.Being able not to be confused by external forces, the so-called great wisdom is like a fool, probably is like this!Thinking about it, he casually taught the Haoran Huanxing Sword to the other party.

"This swordsmanship is the supreme swordsmanship comprehended by Xunzi combining Confucianism and Taoism. I hope that one day it can be carried forward in your hands!"

"This..." The Haoran Huanxing Sword is recognized as the number one swordsmanship of the Confucian sect, he doesn't know the magic of this swordsmanship, so thinking about it, he wants to bow down and thank him.But when he raised his head again, Han Yu had already disappeared, "Don't worry, my lord, this sword technique will definitely not fail in Xiaobai's hands!"

On the other hand, when Han Yu casually taught the other party the sword skills, he checked his memory by the way, and learned a lot about the situation of the Jixia Academy today. Intrigues, exhaustion of intelligence, so that disputes arose every day, even this Jixia Academy was unavoidably vulgar, and it flourished and declined.Thinking, people have come to the former residence of the Mo family.

Prosperity is like a dream, the former Mohist family has long since become a barren place, and the entire land of family members has become much cooler.Although the blood-winged black mosquito's true strength increased greatly after devouring the star core, its mana was implicated and sealed in the body by the canopy's Nine Palaces of Stars.Fortunately, the current Jixia Academy has been in decline for a long time, and the sages lived in seclusion in the mountains, but it gave Han Yu the opportunity to break the seal of the underground palace and find the entrance to the space-time mass burial.

At this time, he stood up and glanced around, seeing that the old residence was empty and quiet like a ghost land, he didn't think much about it, and he was about to step in as soon as he lifted his footsteps.At this moment, there was a low-pitched inquiry: "Buddha of Immeasurable Life, Master Han, please stay." Startled in my heart, I looked sideways, and saw a thin old man with elegant demeanor walking slowly and calmly from a hundred feet away. .

He was no stranger to this old man, it was Zhuang Zhou, and as soon as he finished speaking, he was less than three zhang away.

Han Yu said awe-inspiringly, "Scale down to an inch, senior has a good way!"

Zhuang Zhou was dressed in a light-colored Taoist robe, with a kind face and a sense of immortality. If Han Yu hadn't suffered a great loss at the hands of this old Taoist in his early years, he might have felt admiration.

"Compared with the incarnation of the blood god son Han Benefactor, it is far behind." Zhuangzi smiled lightly, but Han Yu felt like an enemy.

Although his blood god son was refined with the blood of the three-legged Golden Crow and has high aptitude, but the other party can practice the two supernatural powers of rumors into secrets and shrinking into inches to the state of returning to nature. He can handle it easily.

"Han benefactor left a blood debt at Jixia Academy that day, and Pindao Tian had to fight as the master of the school, so the benefactor doesn't have to take it to heart!"

Han Yu couldn't understand the other party more and more, and said lightly, "Is there something else to stop the Taoist priest?"

"The reason why this place was sealed at the beginning was because of the fire ant's leak, lest the common people suffer from cholera!" Zhuangzi nodded, "But without the blessing of all the sages' mana these years, the seal is already in jeopardy..."

"so?"

"To untie the bell, you need the person who tied it. The benefactor does not care about trifles, and possesses several schools of martial arts, but after all, he is also from the human race. Please be careful!"

"Taoist Master Gao Yi!" Han Yu bowed sincerely, "Han Yu only seeks the way of love, killing innocent people indiscriminately is definitely not my wish..."

"So it depends on the methods of fellow Taoists!" Zhuang Zhou didn't know much about the fire ants, but he had heard that it was extremely difficult, so he hadn't been able to completely solve this hidden danger all these years.

Han Yu smiled confidently. If there were other dangers, maybe he didn't have a perfect plan, but the ant queen had already been subdued by the deity, and a few ants that slipped through the net were of course no problem.Thinking about it, the blood shadow has already followed the secret path to the stone gate of the underground palace.This secret path is extremely complicated, but when Lu Tiangong explained it while walking, it left a deep impression on him, and he soon reached the deepest point.A damp breath wafted out of his nostrils, and under his feet was an extremely complicated Jiugong Bagua formation, which integrated several formations from hundreds of schools and schools, but what is gratifying is that with the passage of time, this formation is indeed in jeopardy .

(End of this chapter)