Passing.

"Isn't the "Rituals and Music Destruction" destroyed by Zuo Qiuwu at Qinku Academy? The Holy Demon was also erased. Jiang Zhenjun personally participated in that battle, and the details should be clearer than me.

"Fu Huan was a little curious: "What are you still studying the holy demon doing?"

The diligent trip to the academy, which was open to the entire Taixu Illusion Realm, pushed the reputation of Taixu Pavilion to a new height.

He also entered the Taixu Illusion Realm and watched it as soon as possible.

Compared with the space of power and responsibility of Taixu Pavilion that others are focusing on, or the sacrifices made by Zuo Qiuwu for Qinku Academy... he is more concerned about the terrifying growth rate of these Taixu Pavilion members-

Sometimes, only by looking at the trendsetters of these times can we have a real sense of reality for this era of extreme sublimation of humanity.

Some people have already shouted the slogan of "Going far away from the world and prospering all dynasties", believing that this is an unprecedented new era that will surely surpass everything.

This is of course the courage given by contemporary transcendents such as Ying Yunnian and Huang Weizhen, and it is also the confidence in the future brought by Jiang Wang and others.

Jiang Wangding sat there and smiled at the mountain wind: "Mr. Fu Zhen should know my intention. Although Jiang is not talented, he does not take it as a taboo. This time he thought is not a holy demon."

It’s not for the holy demon, it’s for the seven hatreds.

Jiang Wang really takes the demon among the Seven Hate as his opponent!

What a courage this is.

Fu Huan sat alone on the Holy Winter Peak for thousands of years, and the heart of Tao has long been a solid ice that has not been transformed for thousands of years, but it is inevitable to be moved.

"The holy demon who died in the past was the demon spirit that Wei Shengfeng, a great scholar in the academy, wanted to succeed Wu Zhaixue's credentials, and became the holy demon king. But he resisted the throne and fell before he was about to fall.

I don’t know how it became like that. I don’t know if Zuo Qiuwu has left any notes in the academy.”

Fu Huan slowly said: "As for the Holy Demon Lord Qiu Ci faced back then, it was actually a very ancient existence. At least before the mythological era, he became the Holy Demon Lord. If it were not the throne of the Demon Lord

, there is hope for transcendence. That battle back then..."

The Demon Lord's throne is a kind of support for the existence of insufficient qualifications. It can make him reach the sky in one step and become one of the strongest demons.

For those who are talented and peerless, it is a kind of confinement. Because ascending to the throne of Demon Lord means that there is only one possibility of transcendence - the eight bodies are united and the Demon Ancestor returns.

If you transcend, you are not yourself. Eternality in the fate of the Demon Ancestor is a kind of unscrupulous immortality.

And who was pushed to the throne of Demon Lord is not a talented existence?

For all ages, only Wu Zhaixue has escaped this confinement!

Fu Huan did not obscure the details he knew about the battle between Frost Immortal Lord Xu Qiuci, Beitianshi Wu Daoyou and others. Of course, as a person who went to collect the corpse afterwards, he could not even collect the corpse.

Those who can only pick up some ice crystal fragments will definitely not know more in detail than those who are witnesses like Wu Daoyou.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Jiang Wang said thank you sincerely and said, "I have something else to do. Please see Meng Lingxiao, Mr. Meng... I have a hard time as a propaganda."

Fu Huan looked at him quietly for a while and suddenly laughed: "It's a coincidence that Meng Lingxiao had just returned from the demon world a few days ago. She happened to be in China. I'll invite him now - I wonder what happened to Mr. Jiang Zhenjun looking for him?"

Jiang Wang's attitude was still gentle and said with a gentle voice: "Meng Zhenjun is also my senior. Please see me, so of course I would like to ask for advice."

He turned his head as he said that.

But when the sky shines on the snow, a glittering whiteness turns into an archway across the sky.

Meng Lingxiao stepped out of this portal, like a Jinshi who was on the mountain of books and in the literary school, the Jinshi who was singing on the golden list under the Donghua Gate - only the best Confucian scholar in the world can win this title, saying that he would not be given a person over a hundred years old.

Usually young people under thirty years old.

The Chu State, which is very close to Shushan, has been reorganized in the past few years, and has borrowed some internal assessments of Confucianism. It is also listed on the Golden List, also known as the Three Firsts, and has also won the Jinshi. It even erected a "Dragon Gate" toward the Dragon Gate.

The academy "salute"...

Of course, the official examinations of Chu State pay more attention to the examiners' official practice, but they do not stick to the Four Books and Five Classics.

The thousands of years of ice did not kill Meng Lingxiao's vitality. He was as brilliant as the pride of the snowfield.

The person sitting in front of him is the genius among the genius, and the representative of the times is also the representative of the times.

So he took the initiative to salute: "Jiang Zhenjun--"

Jiang Wang stood up and held him in a smile on his face: "Jun'an? Jiang took the liberty to see you, because there is something to ask."

Meng Lingxiao held his arm, like a half-brother, with a warm smile on her face: "It's all friends, why are you polite! Jiang Jun has any instructions, even if it's the Snow Field

I can always make some decisions. If it really doesn’t work, I’m still there!”

After all, he is a thousand years old. He can't compare with his practice. How can he lose in terms of human relationships?

He walked with Jiang Wang, shook his arms intimately and said, "Except Jishuang City, you can't let you turn it off, everything else is easy to discuss!"

"It's not that serious..." Jiang Wang smiled and said, "I just heard that when Meng Zhenjun was young, he talked about the aisle with Wu Zhaixue. Jiang specially invited me to see him because he wanted to know some information about Wu Zhaixue at that time.

.”

Speaking of which, when Meng Lingxiao was young, she was also a romantic and famous. Nowadays, there are only two things that seemed ordinary at that time - she had acquaintance with Xu Yuan and discussed the aisle with Wu Zhaixue.

Without it, both of them are already supreme.

The immortal power empowers all beings who have had life-long interactions with them.

"Wu Zhaixue was not inferior to Jiang Jun back then. His practice has improved every day. I didn't chase today...those things have long been outdated." Meng Lingxiao hesitated: "Especially for the current devil, I'm afraid that

No impact…”

Jiang Wang smiled and said, "What I want to know is Wu Zhaixue from the past."

He raised his hand and pointed, the sky light was like a mirage, interwoven into a noble and supreme immortal palace, which slowly rose from the bottom of the cliff until it was parallel to everyone on the top of the mountain: "In order to make this immortal... more fresh

live."

The palace was opened with a beautiful scholar standing behind it.

The long gown is white snow and green plum, and the fairy seal lives in the heavenly court.

Although Taixu Pavilion is widely spread to Taixu Illusion Realm, not all details are disclosed.

For example, this immortal spirit created by the historical projection of Wu Zhaixue...

Meng Lingxiao and Fu Huan were almost shocked at the same time.
Chapter completed!