Chapter 3671 Meeting an old friend in the academy

Tianmu and Nirzang are secret visits, and only a few gods from the Immortal Vampire clan know about it.

The Immortal God of War and the Blood-Defeated God of War came forward to greet them.

The Blood-Earth God of War, in the manner of the new master of the clan mansion, invited these three strong figures from the Hell Realm to a Blood-Winged Temple to discuss secretly.

Soon, the old tribe walked into the temple in a well-dressed manner. He was full of energy and was not at all depressed. He laughed and said, "Tianmu, long time no see you. Over the years, you have not changed at all, and you are still so young. Before you die, you will be content with you in this life!"

Tianmu glanced at the immortal war god and said, "I heard that your life span is exhausted. The five heavens and man are about to decline. I will come to see you for the last journey. There are not many people in our era who are alive!"

The old clan leader was overjoyed, but he didn't expect that Tianmu really remembered him and even made a special trip to the Immortal Vampire clan.

I didn't want to die at all for a moment!

But when I thought that I could not defeat the destiny and would soon turn into a dry bone, the more I thought about it, the more I felt uncomfortable, and I couldn't help crying.

If he hadn't seen Tianmu, he could have faced death calmly, had a calm mind and fearlessness.

When I saw it, I realized that death is so terrifying.

The immortal war god asked Tianmu to help this. I originally hoped that the old patriarch could leave peacefully before he died, but he did not expect that it would be counterproductive?

The Blood-jue War God didn't expect that the old patriarch was so old, so he cried as soon as he said, and coughed twice: "There is an outsider here, even if he is moved, there is no need to cry."

"Do you care about me?"

The old patriarch threatened the Blood-Jue War God, but gradually, he wiped away the tears. With the help of the Blood-Jue War God, he sat on a chair and talked about the past with the Immortal God of War and Tianmu.

Half an hour later, the immortal war god and Tianmu walked out of the temple.

The immortal war god said: "I will definitely do what I promised you. The people like Kuiliang Emperor should have cleaned up long ago. But they have to wait until they send him away!"

"If you don't take him to the Temple of Destiny, a leader of a clan like him should die in a grand manner, rather than falling silently in silence." Tianmu said.

The immortal god of war understands the meaning of Tianmu.

Tianmu hopes that the old patriarch can use his dying body to explode his divine source and severely damage the powerful enemy.

This does not mean that Tianmu is cold-blooded and ruthless!

After all, if she was really cold-blooded and ruthless, she just mentioned it in front of the old patriarch. The old patriarch would definitely not reject her.

The old guy has a crush on Tianmu for the rest of his life and never married him for the rest of his life. He has no one to come.

From the distance from the boy who sings with passion, to the decay of the twilight, I don’t know how many times I look at Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm.

A million years are at a glance!

Time drives people to grow old, and the sea is exhausted and transforms into mulberry fields. Only Tianmu's face remains unchanged, and her life is like a big dream!

The immortal war god looked at the sky and sighed: "He won't go! I know him. He will pass on his lifelong cultivation to Xue Jue when he is dying. In his heart, except you, Xue Jue is heavier than everything. Perhaps, Xue Jue is even heavier!"

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The Tianren Academy, located in the hinterland of Xiniuhezhou, is a sacred place of Confucianism and Taoism founded by the Second Confucian ancestor in the holy world at that time. At its peak, the saints of all worlds rushed to worship one after another. Countless gods sat under the bamboo and listened to the Confucian ancestor's preaching, and the sound of calligraphy was loud every day.

During the small disaster, the academy was destroyed and turned into ruins.

The academy is located in this sky, with broken mountains, countless deep valleys, thousands of miles of desert, and many devastating traces cannot be repaired yet

However, the place that can be regarded by the Second Confucian ancestor is naturally the place where the divine veins gather, the beautiful world of the world, and the cultivation environment is unique. Moreover, in the depths of the ruins of the academy, Confucian classics can occasionally be found, which is of great benefit to the spiritual power of cultivating.

This day, the sun is shining.

In the blue sky, white clouds like cotton float.

A blue frame, pulled by nine white cranes, flew from the sky and landed outside the broken mountain gate of Tianren Academy.

One man and three women walked out of the car one after another.

Zhang Ruochen was wearing a blue shirt and a silk scarf on his head. He was so handsome that he had a sense of elegance in his heroic spirit.

His eyes looked up the long gravel path and looked upwards, and he could see many ancient wooden buildings hiding among the branches and leaves.

The gravel path circles up, and the sides are covered with verdant jasper-like liquid spirit bamboos. The breeze is coming, and the bamboo leaves are floating. In the sun, there is a quiet artistic conception.

Zhang Ruochen said, "It's strange. Didn't it mean that the Tianren Academy was occupied by the evil cultivators in the Cai Realm? Why can't you feel the evil spirit here at all?"

"Father, look!" Zhang Yu said.

Zhang Ruochen looked around.

"The Evil Palace of Heaven and Man!"

Next to the mountain gate, there are four blood-red words engraved on a blue-gray boulder.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, and the divine light scattered, erasing the four blood texts on the huge rock.

The huge rock exploded and opened.

"Wow!"

At the mountain gate, a translucent formation light curtain emerged.

"Bold, who dares to break into the evil mansion of the Heavenly Man?"

A series of dozens of evil cultivators in the Great Saint realm rushed out of the formation light curtain.

Some of them look like humans, some have human bodies and animals, some are ferocious birds, and some are angels..., but they have one common feature, all of which are bald heads, including ferocious birds and angels.

There was also a ring scar on the bald head.

Nalan Danqing released her divine power, and her body was filled with light, forming substantial space pressure.

A group of evil cultivators were forced to retreat repeatedly by the God's threat.

"It's a god, go and invite the great vulture god!" A great holy saint in Qianwen Realm.

Then, the two great saints with human bodies and beasts hurriedly retreated into the formation light curtain and disappeared at the end of the gravel path.

The great saint of Qianwen Realm tried his best to fight against the divine power, and his eyes were circulating on Nalan Danqing, Luo Shuihan, and Zhang Yuyan. It was obvious that they had a profound cultivation level, and they all had Confucian auspiciousness on their bodies. In addition, their beauty was so beautiful that they obviously had a great background.

As for Zhang Ruochen, his breath has completely converged to the point of invisibility, no difference from an ordinary person.

"This is the important place in the Caijie Realm. I wonder which sages are?" The great saint of Qianwen Realm asked with a fierce bullet.

Nalan Danqing, Luo Shuihan, and Zhang Yuyan all have calm and quiet personalities. They have been practicing in Kunlun Realm all year round, living in a quiet place, and rarely come to the heavenly court. It is normal for these evil cultivators not to know them.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "You don't even know me?"

A bald angel looked at Zhang Ruochen's face, his face suddenly changed. He walked to the great saint of Qianwen Realm, and whispered a voice.

Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to pay attention to them. He stood at his current height and there was no need to argue with a group of great saints.

With one point, break through the formation light curtain.

He took his three girls up the gravel path.

The defensive formation here was set up by the gods of the Cai Realm, but it was broken with a finger.

Too scary!

Hope it is a friend but a enemy.

Zhang Ruochen was calm and natural. After sitting opposite Master Candideng, Luo Shuihan, Nalan Danqing, Zhang Yuyan, Vulture God and others walked in one step later, but they all stayed in the distance.

They felt a terrifying aura on Zhang Ruochen and Candeng. When the great god walked over, he might not be able to withstand the impact, and his spiritual will would be crushed and he would kneel down on the ground.

"Look at this!"

The lantern handed the remaining painting in his hand to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen unfolds the remaining paintings.

The scroll is charred and ragged, but it contains complex and mysterious spiritual patterns inside.

Only by using the heart of truth can you discover the extraordinaryness of the residual painting.

"This residual painting is the work of the Fourth Confucian ancestor. The scroll is very special with paper, and... it has been blocked with mental power above the ninetyth level."

Zhang Ruochen specifically searched for the works of the Fourth Confucian ancestor in Kunlun Realm and saw more than ten works, so he made such a judgment.

"This volume of broken painting was dug out from the depths of the Tianren Academy and was hidden in secret. It should be the clue left by the Fourth Confucian ancestor when he was dying." Jian Deng said.
Chapter completed!