Visitors from afar

Author: Qing Liuge

Visitors from afar

In the training room of Xuan Academy, several current teachers are here.

Teacher Yu was the first to speak, "I have admired Teacher Yan for a long time."

Yan Qiao nodded slightly, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Lu Qingming shook his head, "We know why Teacher Yan is here, so why don't we bother you if you don't ask for it."

"I'll do it first." After Director Fang said that, seeing that Yan Qiao was meaningless, he felt relieved and began to control the mysterious arts.

As they showed off one by one, Yan Qiao's eyes became darker.

Until the last teacher stopped using the mysterious magic, Yan Qiao's expression had changed a little, "You have been using basic spells for a long time?"

Teacher Yu nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, they are all basic spells, and you can't learn any higher ones."

Yan Qiao's eyes turned a little cold, "Where are the elders and the others?"

"Except for us who have reached the top of our cultivation a long time ago, no one else can learn." Elder Yu's voice came.

Yan Qiao turned to look at him, "When did it start?"

Teacher Yu's eyes were a little sad, "Two hundred years ago, Xuanyuan's metaphysics went awry after the great disaster."

He paused and said, "Some of the elders even lost their blood ties because of this."

Yan Qiao's pupils shrank, what a terrifying power it is that can tamper with the inherited power of metaphysics.

"Then, do you mind if I take a look at your collection." She said slowly.

Elder Yu's expression was shocked, and there was a kind of hesitation mixed with joy on his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth slightly and said, "The classics room has always been guarded by an elder who has long since escaped from the world. I need to ask his opinion.

Please don’t blame me, Brother Yan.”

He paused and explained, "We have discussed it with President Ke a long time ago, but the elder's whereabouts have been erratic and he has not been seen in the past few days, so we have been delayed."

Yan Qiao could tell that he was afraid that she might misunderstand him, and her heart was a little complicated for a moment. In her impression, all the monks were proud, but coming to Xuanyuan made her feel like she was sinking in the dust again and again.

"It doesn't matter, I'm already a member of the Mystic Society, so there's no rush for this kind of thing." Yan Qiao gave him reassurance.

She glanced at the time and said, "It's getting late, and I still have something to do."

"Okay, Brother Yan, please." Elder Yu wanted to come out to see him off, but Yan Qiao stopped him.

She turned around and disappeared into the campus. At this time, the campus was unusually quiet. I guess it was because Yan Qiao was teaching something novel today.

In the practice room, Lu Qingming wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the hands holding the table tensed up nervously, "Elder, do you think we can..."

Elder Yu turned to look at her worried expression, "I don't care about where I'm going, I just want to see the way. It's our chance that Brother Qingming Yan is willing to help us."

Lu Qingming nodded, "I know, I just hope that it will come too suddenly and it will inevitably cause some excitement."

She took a deep breath, and the usually calm person now became a little more uneasy, "I, I will go and tell my master."

Elder Yu shook his head when he heard this, "It's better for us old guys to go, you just wait with peace of mind. In our eyes, you are still children."

But it is these batches of children who shoulder heavy responsibilities, generation after generation.

He sighed and left with his hands behind his back. The halo shone in the practice room. Lu Qingming subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover it. There seemed to be some hope in his slightly narrowed eyes, just like the light falling on him at this time.

Yan Qiao was walking on the campus road and turned around as if she noticed something. She saw Fu Yongzheng looking at her with a serious look in an office across the countless trees.

The monk's vision was extremely far-reaching, and even through the endless shades of trees, Yan Qiao could still see the emotions surging in his eyes.

She raised the corners of her lips silently, showing a kind of unabashed arrogance and fearlessness when facing the enemy.

Even though he is now in this world, Yan Qiao is still the proud young master of Xuanyang Mountain.

The contemptuous smile on Fu Yong's face faded. He stared coldly at Yan Qiao but only had time to see his back.

After a while, he suddenly laughed, and there were traces of dark shadows in the depths of his eyes.

As soon as Yan Qiao left the Xuan Academy, she sensed something was wrong. She slowed down as she prepared to take the car, her mental energy crossed a place and she turned towards the alley.

There was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, and Yan Qiao turned around with his fan, effortlessly blocking the incoming attack.

She put away the folding fan and looked at the person who came. She was wearing a black coat and a hood, and she didn't look like a good person.

"Your Excellency can choose the time." Her tone was extremely calm.

There was no answer from the other side, but a direct attack. Yan Qiao could easily tell where the attack was coming from.

Seeing that she was able to block several waves of attacks with ease, the opponent finally became anxious. A wave of energy spread around him, and then the five shikigami cards appeared.

Yan Qiao clicked his tongue, "Why don't you keep hiding it?"

"You don't need to face the dead." The strange tone of voice sounded, and you knew where it came from as soon as you heard it.

"Visitors from afar, as a host, you should naturally entertain them well." After Yan Qiao finished speaking, one of the shikigami cards flipped over, and a big head jumped out of it, which was the ghost-eating shikigami.

Weird spells accompanied the attack of the eating ghost, attacking Yan Qiao at an extremely fast speed.

She opened her folding fan and blocked the attack from the opposite side. Then her figure flashed and came directly behind the man in black. The man turned around and tried to block it, but was kicked away by Yan Qiao with his folding fan.

The man flew three meters away and hit the wall behind him, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Yan Qiao walked over step by step on high heels. The man tried to get up but couldn't hold himself up and fell to the ground.

Yan Qiao went over and stepped on his chest, "I'm from Yingdu."

She waved her hand and tore off his hood, revealing a square, flat face, "I really can't wait."

The man in black yelled and cursed, but Yan Qiao, with a smile on his face, pushed hard with his feet.

"Pfft," Yingdu Onmyoji spat out a large mouthful of blood again.

Yan Qiaosu raised her hand and blood splashed onto his face. She said in a disgusted tone, "It's too dirty."

"You Yingdu people are really all the same, arrogant and arrogant." She took back her foot, "It's about time."

"Kill me if you can!" He said in broken Mandarin.

Yan Qiao clapped his hands and said, "Are you worthy of killing you?"

The Onmyoji stared at her with resentment and unwillingness in his eyes.

Yan Qiao patted her palms with a folding fan, "If you look at me, I'll dig out your eyes."

"Brother Yan, where is the enemy?" The person who came was none other than the captain of the guard who never sets.

At this time, after asking, he saw a man in black lying on the ground whose life or death was unknown, and he quickly walked in.

Yan Qiao got out of the way, "He's still alive. I recorded it all. You can take him away."

Several supervisors came up and detained the person directly. Yan Qiao put away the folding fan and said, "I'm leaving first."

"Thank you, Brother Yan, for your help." The Superintendent of Guards quickly thanked him.
Chapter completed!