I picked up a property.

Feng Xia left quietly with Zhu Youniang.

Yan Wuyou stood stunned in the garden of Qionghua Villa. After a long while, he opened his mouth and let out a long and lonely sigh:

"Fucking motherfucker."

She imitated the ancestor of Chenhai and used a curse word.

She waited in the courtyard for a long time, but did not wait for Feng Xia to return. She could only walk back to the bedroom with a resentful look on her face, staring blankly at the beams above her head. She changed into the image of Junior Sister Ling for a while, and then changed again. Become the image of the master of the five elements.

Occasionally, she would turn into the image of Zhu Youniang.

"Older than me."

Yan Wuyou snorted, retracted the hand that was rubbing his chest, and soon his body shape changed, transforming into the image of a young man in white clothes again.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Feng Xia?

At this moment, Lei Shao's voice suddenly came from outside Qionghua Villa:

"Headmaster, there is a person outside the mountain gate. He calls himself the special envoy of the imperial court and comes with His Majesty the Emperor's decree."

"Did the imperial court send someone over again?"

Yan Wuyou narrowed his eyes for a moment.

Although many sects on Canglan Mountain have surrendered to the imperial court openly or covertly, her sense of the imperial court is not very good. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is extremely disgusted with it.

"Is it possible to say that after losing two Zhenguo Dukes and the strongest Yuan Dan realm, the imperial court still refuses to give up?"

She answered almost subconsciously: "Since someone is here, it doesn't hurt for me to meet him."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yan Wuyou immediately regretted them.

She was so bored earlier and had nothing to do, just changing around in the bedroom, that she completely forgot that she was now transforming into Feng Xia!

In fact, she usually plays too many roles. As long as she transforms into a certain image, she will subconsciously act according to that image. By the time she reacts, some words have already blurted out!

Why should she answer for that bastard? !

"So the headmaster is here?"

Outside the gate of the courtyard, Lei Shao's voice of surprise came: "I just heard from several disciples that they saw you near that long street. I thought you went there. It seems they must have seen it wrong. .”

No, no, no, they really got it right!

Yan Wuyou wanted to answer like this, but when he thought about it, if he told the truth, it might make things more troublesome - there is still a huge gap between being able to transform into someone else and being able to easily transform into anyone. of.

Finally, she suppressed it and coughed:

"You just have to make arrangements for me now."

"Put it on Lei!"

Lei Shao had no doubt that he was there and agreed immediately.

……

"I'm in."

Feng Xia and Zhu Youniang walked together in tandem, and while no one was noticing, they quietly stepped onto the mysterious long street that ran through Qianqiu Valley.

Swah——

An indescribable silence enveloped the two of them in an instant.

It was obvious that he had only taken a few steps forward, but it was as if he had crossed an invisible boundary. In an instant, all the noise around him disappeared, leaving only an indescribable dead silence that filled everything in the air. corner.

Not only that, even the scorching sun hanging high in the sky seemed to have become much farther away, and the light it projected was no longer so bright, but became somewhat illusory and transparent.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot about this."

Feng Xia suddenly slapped her forehead, took out an exquisite silk heart jacket, and handed it to Zhu Youniang: "I found this from Mo Yuanlong. I tried it and the material is quite tough. If you wear it, it will be somewhat strengthened." Some protection.”

After he killed Mo Yuanlong, most of the things on the old man's body were destroyed by the Thirteen Unparalleled Swords of the Nation, and this piece of inner clothing was one of the few things that could still be preserved intact.

And the so-called inner clothes, in earth terms, are actually women’s underwear.

Feng Xia didn't know why Mo Yuanlong hid a piece of women's underwear, and how much humanity was distorted and corrupted in it. With Mo Yuanlong dying, he was no longer too lazy to care...

If it weren't for the good defense of this inner garment, even a sword with half of his strength would be unable to leave any scars on it. Feng Xia would have thrown this thing into the sect's secret warehouse.

Now that he stepped onto this mysterious ancient street, he suddenly recalled——

Even if he can't put it on himself, Zhu Youniang obviously can!

"Huh? For me?"

The girl was slightly startled at first, then suddenly showed a bright smile, reached out to take the silk inner garment, turned around lightly, and turned her back to Feng Xia: "Why don't you just help me put it on, A-Xia?" !”

wow-

The girl's belt automatically untied, and her clothes slid down her arms, revealing her smooth and round shoulders.

Feng Xia: "?"

Girl, I think you are challenging me Feng Xia!

……

"I'm ready."

Feng Xia's movements were quite fast.

The silk inner garment is soft and white, covering the girl's key parts. Several ribbons are threaded to the back and tied into a bow.

However, perhaps because the size is not right, when you look at it from the side, you can still see that the clothes are pushed up and the northern and southern hemispheres are making irregular movements.

"It's time to see what's going on with this place."

Patting Zhu Youniang's back, Feng Xia did not relax his vigilance for a moment. The heart of the Dzogchen Sword shone ethereal, always alert to the dangers around him.

After finishing dressing, Zhu Youniang also released a series of spider shadows to test for possible dangers.

After a while, Feng Xia licked her lips unconsciously, and a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes.

Being on this street, the feeling is clearer than when standing outside. There are antique pavilions and buildings everywhere, which are ancient and unknown in their age. Many of them are dilapidated and even collapsed.

"This place is too quiet. It can't really be... nothing, right?"

Feng Xia really felt that this possibility was extremely slim.

It’s not like the first-generation headmaster of Qianqiu Valley, who spent his whole life’s efforts and even almost joined the sect, left the inheritance in the last years of his life...

Just to give future generations a useless saples, right? !

"Well, the first-generation headmaster can be regarded as having a lot of tricks... well, he probably has a lot of tricks. It's not unreasonable for him to create such an ancient street."

Feng Xia's eyes turned and suddenly fell on a relatively intact building not far away.

The windows of the building open upward and are supported by wooden sticks. Through those windows, you can see the interior of the building, with seats neatly arranged.

On the other side of the wall, there is a wide and tall bookshelf, and all kinds of books are stacked on the bookshelf.

Such an arrangement reminded Feng Xia of a term:

"Could this be...a private school?"

……

Chapter 0093

As a pure modern person, I can't see more private schools like Feng Xia - even though they are basically in various costume dramas.

I think there were a few years ago when costume dramas were all over the world.

Turn on the TV, and nine of the ten channels are showing costume dramas. When you open the video website, six of the seven hot searches are new costume dramas. The subject matter is so wide that it almost covers everything from palace fights to sex. All types of palace fights.

Of course, private school was only Feng Xia's first judgment - this should be a place similar to a school.

"There are books on the bookshelf, maybe we can find clues to this street!"

Soon, Feng Xia found the entrance of the building, held a sword in one hand, and walked in cautiously. Zhu Youniang followed him step by step, her cheeks puffing up and retracting from time to time, as if she was blowing bubble gum, blowing from her lips. Spitting out an illusory thread.

The footsteps stepped on the wooden floor, making a harsh creaking sound.

The air is cleaner than expected, and there is no excessive dust and soil accumulated due to being buried underground for many years.

"Is anyone here? If there was no one, would I have kicked the door down?"

Feng Xia walked to the main door of the classroom with her sword in hand, kicked open the classroom door, looked around, and then raised her voice and shouted into the classroom.

"It looks like there's really no one there."

He gestured to Zhu Youniang, then walked forward carefully, stepping between the tables and chairs, and soon arrived at the bookshelf on the other side of the classroom.

During the whole process, no accidents occurred.

Feng Xia couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and turned her attention to the bookshelf.

"More than 700 years ago, the writing of Xuanwu Kingdom should be similar to what it is now. There may be some differences, but overall there won't be much change... What the hell is this Martian writing from which planet?!"

However, Feng Xia's face turned dark after just a few glances.

can't read!

After making sure that the pages would not be damaged, he searched through several books in succession, but not long after, he came to a sad conclusion: he did not recognize any of the words on them!

"It's so clear that the sky is bright and clear. Don't the words in these books belong to the Xuanwu Kingdom 700 years ago?"

Tutting his tongue with pain on his face, Feng Xia flipped through dozens of books on the bookshelf with a gesture that would get him beaten. Unfortunately, without exception, he still didn't recognize half of the words on them.

"No, strictly speaking, even 3000 years ago, it was not this kind of writing!"

Feng Xia didn't know the languages ​​​​of this world at first.

However, when the ancestor of Chenhai taught him the "Floating Dream Three Lives Technique", since everything was passed down through the spirit, he learned it naturally.

"As for the initial communication between the ancestor and me, it seemed that the conversation was through mouth. In fact, it was also completed through mental vibration, but I didn't notice it at the time..."

After slapping her cheek hard to put back her scattered thoughts, Feng Xia could only sigh helplessly.

Sure enough, if you randomly pick up a book of ancient skills in the novel, you can instantly achieve a counterattack and a plot of a useless person rising against the sky - because before that, you must first solve the problem of your own illiteracy.

"However, you can also take some of these books back. I don't know these words, but maybe others can see some secrets..."

Thinking of this, Feng Xia grabbed a few thicker books and was about to turn around and leave, but at the next moment, he suddenly froze on the spot.

At some point, the dilapidated classroom became brand new. Bright sunlight shone in from the window, reflecting figures immersed in studying.

"What just happened?" Feng Xia showed a rare look of shock.

The classroom that appeared in front of him at this moment was no longer a lifeless and dilapidated building without a trace of human habitation. Instead, it was full of indescribable vitality. Beside almost every seat, there was a student who was studying hard. !

These students range in age. The younger ones are only seven or eight years old, while the older ones are about the same age as Feng Xia.

But what really surprised Feng Xia was...

Even the youngest students are filled with a strong fluctuation in their cultivation!

Among all the students, the one with the highest level of cultivation is a young man. Judging from the strength of his aura fluctuations, he has already reached the fifth level of the Taoist realm!

"Where did I... come?"

Feng Xia felt confused in her heart.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from the direction of the podium: "That boy! If you don't listen well in class and run around here and there, do you think you won't be able to graduate from elementary school!"

"What the hell, I graduated from elementary school! I've obviously already...wait, can I understand what this guy is talking about?!"

At the moment when Feng Xia was stunned, an ivy pointer whipped out from the air!

Feng Xia was unable to dodge and was whipped hard by the pointer. The magic power all over his body collapsed involuntarily, making him feel confused for a while and he subconsciously sat down on the spot.

He raised his hand to hold a book, shook his head and followed the other students, immersed themselves in reading together.

It wasn't until more than ten breaths later that Feng Xia suddenly realized:

"Damn I was set up!"

But this method of plotting made him quite dumbfounded - it was as if when he was digging an ancestor's grave, he was suddenly dragged into the coffin by the tomb owner who pretended to be a corpse. Just when he thought he was dead, the tomb owner came back from the dead. I took out a thick stack of test papers...

"What happened before? Did I intrude into the afterimage of past history, or did I accidentally fall into an illusion? Or, are there actually people living on this long street?"

Feng Xia kept flipping through the booklet in her hand, quickly analyzing everything she had just encountered in her mind.

It didn't take long for him to decide that the ordinary-looking teacher next to the podium was probably the most crucial figure if he wanted to escape from this strange scene!

"However, this person is very strong. At least he is a high-level Yuan Dan, even stronger than Yuan Dan. It is probably impossible to break through by force. And that pointer is also a good treasure. It is specially designed to target the magic power of the magical power user. One hit will dissipate the magic power, and it will take a long time to regroup..."