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Chapter 63: Brother Yan, leave!

I saw hundreds of ghosts of all kinds sitting in the classroom, each of whom was listening to the teacher on the stage to speak.

The gentleman was wearing a blue robe, with a jade-like face and an extraordinary appearance.

It is obviously a ghost, but it does not have much ghost energy. It has a luxurious temperament all over its body, which shows that it is hidden in five carts of books.

Isn’t it that Yan Chafan?

"Miss Hanyue, you are the most talented student in the book hall. I wonder how to understand the words of this saint of the previous dynasty in the world?"

Yan Chasan focused on teaching, but did not notice Liu Jinchan.

I guess he didn't expect Liu Jinchan to commit suicide by jumping into a well for himself, and now he has become a ghost.

He raised his hands to meet a female ghost wearing black veil and exposed two snow-white jade arms.

He has a nine-point appearance, with gentle eyebrows and waves.

He glanced at Yan Chafan with a charming look, and the female ghost smiled and said, "This saint of Wen is good and bad. He said: What are the common people doing? Why do you know so much about it?

Just let them do things.

It is best to be in a daze and just know how to do what we want, and don’t let them understand what they are doing.

Humph, the left and right are just the saying that fools the people.

The emperors and officials in the world naturally like to listen to such bullshits. Who else can they be granted as a saint if they don’t sign him?

Yan Sheng, do you think I'm right? Is that okay..."

In the end, he felt a faint sense of acting cute, his eyes flowing, as if he wanted to swallow Yan Chasan with saliva.

Liu Jinchan spat lightly: "It's so sexy.

Humph!

It seems that the Immortal Master shouldn’t have come, they are living a good life.”

Yan Chasan laughed and said, "Miss Hanyue, not everyone can seal the saint...

This sentence is not what the lady understands, but should be interpreted as:

Poetry, etiquette and music are both enlightening the people and the foundation of the country. They must not be ignored. If the people master the essence of poetry, etiquette and music, they should let them play their own way.

When they are free to play, we should not inform them of the results of their recognition.

Because if this is done, it will only limit their achievements.

If the people are confused, we need to educate them carefully so that they can understand and master these knowledge...

Even if all the students in the hall are ghosts, they must know poetry, etiquette and music.

If you have talent, you can do so.

If you don’t have talent, you will only know it.

This is also the purpose of opening the school in the "Immortal Realm"..."

Liu Jinchan gradually became fascinated by the hearing: "Immortal Master, Yan Sheng said it very well."

"It's good, but it's good, and reading poetry may not be a bad thing.

But I am still vaguely worried that the person behind the fairyland's actions are nothing like a ghost, but like a wise king on earth...

I'm afraid he's so determined and has a great ambition.

Anyone with great ambitions and great intentions will inevitably cause changes in the current situation and turbulent blood.

What's more, there is a Da Gen Dynasty in the world that advocates humanity and the official family is considered a wise ruler. Since the yin and yang are orderly, why do you have to change?"

Bao Zheng sneered: "No matter how well Yan Chasan talks, this place is not the place he should stay after all.

Since his life has not ended, he should go back with me!"

"Certainly!"

The magic power surged out and instantly enveloped the Netherworld Academy.

Suppress the ghosts except Yan Chasan and Liu Jinchan, so that they will not be able to move rashly.

"Yan Chasan, see who this is!"

Bao waved his hand and drove away the trace of ghostly sustenance that enveloped Yan Chasan's heart.

He had just looked at it with his eyes. The reason why Yan Chasan ran to this ghost academy to be a gentleman was that he was born in Confucianism and had a profound idea of ​​having education and not being different in his heart.

Secondly, it is also controlled by a trace of powerful ghost thoughts.

Otherwise, facing the ghosts in the hall, Yan Chasan would not be so calm no matter what.

As the ghost thoughts passed, Yan Chasan was slightly stunned, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

"Golden Cicada! How could you come here..."

"Yan Sheng."

"Okay, this is not a place to stay for a long time.

Yan Chasan, your life should not be lost, and there is still a chance to return to your yang!

You two want to reminisce about the past and wait until you return to the world. Now you are leaving with me!"

Bao Zheng quickly unfolded the Tushita treasure umbrella, the dust banner, and layers of precious light wrapped around Yan Chasan and Liu Jinchuang and left.

This Netherworld Immortal Realm is very strange.

It is obviously behind Yinshan Mountain, the Yin-Yang Jedi can develop to this level, which makes the Yin-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si-Si

It's not like an ordinary ghost king, the big ghost king, can control it.

The ghost behind the scenes is likely to be the terrifying ghost immortal.

If it is not necessary, Bao Zheng would not want to fight the legendary ghost immortal head-on.

The magic weapon light directly broke through the roof and flew towards the direction when it came.

"Quake!"

Countless ghost crows and ghost eagles and venomous snakes surrounding the mountain flew in the sky to stop Bao Zheng, the evil guest.

"die!"

A roll of red clouds and five-color fog swept through the sky for hundreds of miles, and ghosts and poisonous insects fell like raindrops.

Bao Zheng broke through the blockade and flew dozens of miles in an instant.

"Yan Sheng, Brother Yan!"

A shrill cry suddenly sounded in the Netherworld Academy.

The demonic energy surged into the sky, and the female ghost Han Yue stepped on a double-headed Yin Jiao, and drove the ten acres of demonic clouds, flying as fast as a meteor, chasing Bao Zheng and others.

"Everyone can leave, Yan Sheng must stay!

Brother Yan, have you forgotten what you said?

You said that you should teach me how to understand the scriptures and teach me how to write poetry and prose!”
Chapter completed!
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