Where are the people gone?

Author: Yunyouhaihai

Where are the people gone?

"The strange phenomenon of Wenqu's stars moving can be detected by strong men of the third level and above in the Eastern Wasteland. I am afraid that many great scholars are coming towards Bianliang City."

"Songzhou Bailu Academy and Mingzhou Songyang Academy are not far from Bianliang City."

"Three mountain leaders, if you don't want to be taken advantage of, it's better to make a decision early!"

A hearty laugh came, and a middle-aged scribe stepped into the void and came from a distance.

"I have met Chaizhou Mu, and what Chaizhou Mu said is true!"

Qi Tongren and three others saluted the middle-aged scribe and said in unison.

"Then let's compete fairly!"

Qi Tongwen said rather reluctantly.

Although Yingtian Academy was once one of the four major academies in the Eastern Barren, and even produced sages Fan Wenzhenggong, but now it is out of business, and its reputation is far inferior to that of Hengqu Academy and Linchuan Academy.

That is to say, relying on the profound heritage left by Fan Wenzhenggong, we can barely surpass Hengqu Academy and Linchuan Academy and maintain the dignity of the first academy in Bianliang City.

I still remember that the last time they competed for Zhao Ji, the Confucian and Taoist seed, Yingtian Academy was defeated by Hengqu Academy.

Thinking of this, Qi Tongwen's eyes flashed with a haze.

"Okay, I agree!"

Li Fu nodded, his voice was hearty and his face was full of confidence.

In terms of foundation, their Hengqu Academy is naturally not as good as Yingtian Academy.

But in terms of success rate, Hengqu Academy deserves to be the first in Bianliang City.

"Since both of you agree, I don't have any objection."

Wang Songnian's eyes flashed with unwillingness, but he could only nod in agreement.

Whether it is strength or foundation, Linchuan Academy is inferior.

At this time, the captain Zhao Yuanlang, the imperial censor Pan Renmei, the governor of Bianliang County Zhao Jiong and other officials from Songzhou arrived one after another.

With the arrival of these people, the sky above Bianliang City changed.

This is the power of the upper third-level realm. He has taken the most critical step and begun to transform into the legendary immortal god. Every move can affect the changes in the sky.

The mere appearance of dozens of powerful people in the third-level realm can lead to the gathering of ideas from thousands of miles around.

Threads of heaven and earth's inspiration are condensed like mist, permeating the entire Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Pavilions and pavilions are looming, seeming real and illusory, just like a fairyland.

On the cloud platform, everyone stared blankly at the figures in the sky, feeling extremely shocked.

The visitors were all famous figures in Songzhou. Every time they stamped their feet, the whole Songzhou trembled.

For a moment, everyone's discussion stopped abruptly, and the sound of a pindrop on the cloud platform could be heard.

Jiang Gan's face was calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

He just copied a few poems, hoping to gain a wave of Wenquxing power for nothing so that the Yin Shen could complete his transformation.

Who would have thought that it would alarm so many powerful people and even almost stage a full-scale martial arts show?

I was secretly glad in my heart, thanks to wearing a layer of Wu Yazi's vest, otherwise it would be difficult to explain!

Sure enough, when traveling in the world, the most important thing is to wear multiple layers of vests.

Whether he is in the limelight or takes the blame, it all depends on his vest. He, Jiang Gan, is just an ordinary practitioner.

At most, the talent is a little bit stronger, the understanding is a little bit stronger, the cultivation level is a little bit stronger, and the combat power is just a little bit stronger!

After Qi Tongren and others negotiated, they glanced around and did not find the figure of the genius.

Finally, Qi Tongren set his sights on Zhao Ji and chuckled: "Zhao Ji, who is that?"

Gazes followed, and even though they were not deliberately directed, the aura contained in the gazes still made Zhao Ji freeze.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Ji squeezed out a smile on his face and said slowly.

"Leaving?"

Qi Tongwen's tone couldn't help but become a little more serious, and a terrifying aura suddenly swept towards Zhao Ji.

Under this terrifying aura, Zhao Ji was trembling all over, breathing rapidly, and his face was as pale as a duckweed in the wind, and he might be overturned at any time.

"Chief Qi Shan!"

Captain Zhao Yuanlang shouted angrily, and the terrifying aura disappeared instantly.

A flash of embarrassment flashed in Qi Tongwen's eyes, and he apologized: "I was a little anxious just now and almost accidentally injured nephew Zhao Xian. I'm really sorry!"

After speaking, Qi Tongwen casually took off the jade hanging from his waist and gave it to Zhao Ji.

The jade pendant worn by a second-grade Confucian scholar in the realm of Confucianism is always stained with awe-inspiring righteousness. It is not like a cultural treasure, but more like a cultural treasure.

For middle- and low-level Confucian cultivators, not only can they refine their own aura of awe-inspiringness, but they can also use it to understand the Tao and principles of Confucianism, which has endless wonderful uses!

Zhao Ji was naturally very excited about such a treasure, but this jade pendant was very hot to hold.

As if sensing the entanglement in Zhao Ji's heart, Zhao Yuanlang chuckled and said, "I cannot say no to the gift given by the elders. I can't thank you enough, Chief Qi Shan!"

Hearing this, Zhao Ji's face flashed with joy, he held it up with both hands, and respectfully caught the jade pendant.

"Thank you, Senior Qi, for your love!"

Qi Tongwen's mouth twitched slightly, pretending not to care and said: "It's just a jade pendant, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!"

"Xiao Qi, I feel sorry for you as much as I feel sorry for you, why bother pretending to be grand!"

A smile flashed in Li Fu's eyes and he joked.

Then, Li Fu turned his gaze to Zhao Ji and said, "What did you mean when you said you left just now?"

"The man who calls himself Wu Yazi has already left before you arrived."

Zhao Ji answered quickly without any hesitation.

"This is impossible!" Qi Tongwen exclaimed.

You know, Qi Tongren and others came from all directions in Bianliang City, and any disturbance could not be hidden from their perception.

However, they did not sense that a Confucian cultivator was passing in front of them. The awe-inspiring aura of a Confucian cultivator was not easy to conceal.

"There is nothing impossible. That Wu Yazi can write several masterpieces in succession, and his Confucianism and Taoism may be higher than ours. That's why the other party didn't want to see us, so he left early!"

Wang Songnian was a little regretful that he didn't see the genius, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Bianliang City is large, it cannot accommodate three first-class academies, and competition for high-quality students is fierce every year.

The truly top talents are almost monopolized by Yingtian Academy and Hengqu Academy, while Linchuan Academy can only recruit second-rate talents.

If Yingtian Academy and Hengqu Academy recruit another peerless talent, it will not be a good thing for Linchuan Academy.

Not finding the peerless genius, Chai Yuguan and others dispersed one after another after exchanging pleasantries.

Qi Tongwen, Li Fu and Wang Songnian did not leave. They found students from various academies who were good at painting and painted a portrait of "Wu Yazi".

Afterwards, Qi Tongwen and others took the portrait of "Wu Yazi" and left through the air.

After many big shots left, the intellectuals on the platform all breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at each other and dispersed.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the white air lay across the lake, twining around the lanterns, and the clouds were colorful.

Jiang Gan was just about to leave when he was stopped by a maid in a red dress.

Under Yang Xuanyi's narrow gaze, Jiang Gan, led by the maid in red skirt, walked towards the Hanging Jade Tower.

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At the same time, in Yingtian Academy, Hengqu Academy, and Linchuan Academy, the three mountain chiefs unanimously issued orders:

"Notify the whole school and order all classes to be suspended. All students and professors will be sent out to find the person. Whoever finds the person will be heavily rewarded!"
Chapter completed!