Jixia Academy.

A magnificent Dharma image enveloped the sky.

The scales on its body are like jade, and its rising aura is like polar light, shining in all directions, penetrating the heaven and earth, and is peaceful and peaceful, as if the entire territory is shrouded in its brilliance, giving people a sense of serenity and sanctity.

Qilin!!!

The disciples of the Academy who had traveled to various worlds and returned from the war all looked in the direction of the Temple of the Masters with their eyes wide open.

"I only went out for a short while, and Master brought Shi Qilin back?"

Zilu looked at the stalwart figures gathering in the sky above the academy and was shocked beyond measure.

After Lao Tzu returned, the temple of Zhuzi was closed for seven years.

All the disciples had a premonition of what the Master and the disciples of hundreds of schools were planning, so they had been secretly looking forward to it.

Unexpectedly, this time when all the disciples heard the call and returned to the academy, they saw the majestic auspiciousness before entering Sheji Mountain!

However, after thinking about their master's abilities, the disciples felt relieved.

"Ziyu, in front of your ancestor, why don't you kowtow to me?"

After all the disciples were shocked, they all looked at Sheng Lin with smiles on their faces.

At this time, Sheng Lin, who was also extremely excited, felt the full "concern" of all the brothers. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "At present, it is just a gathering of auspicious signs. There is still a long way to go before returning. It doesn't need to be so formal, right?"

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After all, he was his ancestor, so Shenglin would not admit his mistake.

This Dharma image indeed belongs to the ancestor.

However, only the form exists in the Dharma, and the vital true spirit is not seen.

It seems that this is the master's preliminary preparation to lure someone.

Yan Hui on the side nodded lightly: "If you take action, this Dharma image can turn from virtual to real at any time, but the true spirit has not completely returned, and it is not the real Qilin."

After being reminded by Sheng Lin and Yan Hui, everyone realized that this Dharma statue was unparalleled in its holy virtues, but it lacked spirituality and did not have the unfathomable power of the ancient strong man.

Everyone looked at it carefully and looked at the bright jade book in Qilin Dharmaxiang's mouth. The word "reason" was clearly written on the cover.

"I see."

Seeing the Confucian master's sacred vessel, all the disciples showed relieved smiles on their faces.

"First shape it, and then use the sacred artifact as a guide to provide Shi Qilin with an accurate time and space guide. This method does not look like trying to lure people, but more like summoning souls!"

Among the crowd, a slender woman murmured to herself, looking at the Qilin Dharma form above the academy. The pupils in her eyes were like transparent emeralds, shining with a smart luster.

"Ling'er?!" The woman suddenly appeared next to Tianlu, startling him.

He looked around and saw that everyone was attracted by the Shi Qilin Dharma and did not notice him, so he coughed slightly and said nonchalantly: "Didn't Junior Sister go to collect wind? You came back very quickly."

When Feng Ling'er heard this, her pair of smart and charming eyes that captivated all sentient beings blinked gently, she smiled at the corner of her lips and said to Tianlu: "How did Senior Brother Ziyou know that I went to collect wind?"

Tianlu replied: "Although I am not a novelist, I have gone to listen to the lectures of various masters, and I know that after practicing, you often collect street talk and legends from all walks of life."

At the end, Tianlu added a sentence.

"After all, I, a Confucian, often compile collections of poems and books, compose music, and need to travel and collect styles. This is similar to novelists."

But Feng Ling'er was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

She said: "I heard that Confucianists are starting to compile "Shi"?"

Tianlu's thoughts slowed down for a moment, and he didn't know why Feng Ling'er suddenly mentioned this.

"Yes." He said truthfully.

"So Senior Brother Ziyou is participating?"

"It's natural."

"May I ask which part Senior Brother is responsible for?"

""National Style"."

Tian Lu met Feng Ling'er's half-smiling gaze and suddenly realized what the other person wanted to say.

Just as he was about to change his words, Feng Ling'er had already spoken.

"I heard about the "National Style" chapter in "Poetry". I need to go to the major divine kingdoms of Tianzhou to collect poems and select the best ones to include in it."

"It just so happens that I, the novelist, also have some legends from the Heavenly Zhou Dynasty and the Ten Thousand Kingdoms that need to be recorded recently."

"How about we go together together?"

"This..." Tianlu hesitated. His hand hidden in his sleeve subconsciously took out a piece of tortoise shell, trying to make a prediction for himself: "I haven't decided on the itinerary yet."

Fengling'er's six senses are so sharp, how could she not notice Tianlu's little movements?

The two of them came from the same house and were very familiar with each other.

She didn't expose him, and just said: "If Senior Brother Ziyou has made up his mind, please remember to let me know."

After that, Feng Ling'er's figure flew away like an elegant butterfly.

When Tianlu came to his senses, she was already at Tingfeng's side.

"Come back?" Tingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Ling'er with concern.

Ever since Feng Ling'er entered the family, he has become the deputy head of the novelist family.

When Nuwa was in retreat, she listened to the wind teaching Feng Ling Er.

And since there are only three novelists at present, he doesn't care much about Feng Ling'er, the sole novelist.

"Uncle Master." Feng Ling'er looked at Tingfeng with a slightly strange look in his eyes.

Somehow, every time she saw the sincere eyes of the other party, she would always feel a little ridiculous in her heart.

Feng Ling'er has heard before that among the great saints, the situation of generals is rather special.

As one of the few rule makers in the ancient world, he is very abiding by the rules!

So much so that something will happen every time you reincarnate.

This time I finally met Nuwa, the eldest sister took advantage of her and turned her into a novelist.

As a result, I don't know what went wrong. After everyone's reincarnations awakened one after another, the general was still immersed in experiencing the fun of reincarnation, with no sign of awakening at all.

It feels like "everyone is awake but I am drunk alone".

"All saints have rules and regulations in their actions. Perhaps this is also the senior general's unique way of enlightenment."

Feng Ling'er smiled and arranged a reason for the general in her heart that even she didn't believe.

"Actually, to a certain extent, your idea is right."

A whisper rang in Feng Jing'er's ears.

She looked back, "Mother?"

Nuwa appeared at some unknown time. She was wearing a long white dress, with a graceful figure and a picturesque back. Her black silk stockings looked like flowing waterfalls, her profile was stunning, and she was extremely beautiful.

"Big sister!"

Tingfeng looked at the figure in front of him in surprise and walked forward quickly.

The golden clouds are brilliant, falling like broken gold. Bathing in it, you feel warm all over your body.

Nuwa yawned lazily and turned to look at the general.

After not seeing each other for seven years, the other party showed no signs of awakening.

After counting with her fingers, Nuwa was fully aware of the changes in the outside world. She saw that the novelist's accumulated achievements were firmly ranked in the top ten of the top 100 list. She was very pleased and patted Tingfeng on the shoulder: "You have done a good job these years!

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After being praised by Nuwa, Tingfeng smiled brightly: "This is what I should do."

Ever since Emperor Jun of the Ancient Realm issued the order of the co-lord to purge demons and strange beasts, all the heavens have responded.

Jixia Academy also made corresponding decisions and encouraged its disciples to go to the battlefield of the two realms.

As the head of the family, Nuwa, did not take action, the burden of being a novelist on the list naturally fell on Tingfeng.

Over the years, he has worked very hard and has been very busy.

"Fortunately, the head of the house did not ignore his efforts!" Tingfeng thought, and planned to continue his efforts in the next period of time and strive to score points for the novelist!

Seeing this, Nuwa smiled and said: "There is no need to rush before I get on the list, there is still a big thing to do now."

"Sister, please speak!" Ting Feng heard this and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Let's go preach together!"

"sermon?"

"right!"

While the two were talking, the Qilin Dharma Prime above the academy suddenly opened his mouth.
To be continued...