Gu Yusheng pulled the treasure bottle to his side, and the spiritual gourd on his waist also swayed slightly at this time. Gu Yusheng used a wisp of spiritual consciousness to find that the buzzing sound of Zhanlong Mountain was buzzing. The three sword mountains on the sword dojo were bright, as if they could transform into swords at any time. Moreover, a strange summoning force appeared from the direction of Jingting Mountain, and Zhanlong Mountain also echoed it.

"Young Master, what's going on?"

Bao Fei stared at the river water that was flowing against the current, his eyes full of horror. This was definitely not an ordinary earth dragon turning over.

"I don't know, maybe something happened in the Holy Academy."

Gu Yusheng actually didn't have much feelings for the Holy Academy. However, he saw Mr. Fifth and Mr. Six alone attend the demon clan event in exchange for peace in the world, which greatly touched Gu Yusheng. Putting aside his identity as Mr. Fifth and Mr. Six, the righteousness of Mr. Fifth and Mr. Six alone deserves his respect.

Although this return to the Holy Academy only put the young master's body in place, Gu Yusheng also wanted to ask for his heart and get a clear answer.

For yourself.

It's also for Miss Mo.

The attitude of the Holy Academy.

It determined his attitude towards the Holy Academy.

The world is not big, Gu Yusheng only feels that without Mo Wanyun, he will be extremely lonely.

"drive!"

Gu Yusheng shouted lightly, the white horse's four hooves rose, and the Pilgrimage Academy's Book Mountain flew away. The speed was much faster than the spiritual boat that did not lean on the railing at the time.

Jingting Mountain.

The violent shaking lasted for nearly a cup of tea. Although the Holy Courtyard was protected by a large formation set up by the Master, it was quite in a mess at this time. The thousand-year-old courtyard collapsed a lot, and the wind and clouds were surging between the two mountains, and the spiritual energy was mixed.

Under the mountain.

Runes are bright.

They all came to Jingting Mountain.

"The Heavenly Qing Zhenren of Penglai Holy Land and the Taoist Priests of the Holy Land visit the Holy Garden!"

The runes of the holy land flew to the holy courtyard and turned into a golden prayer book.

The chaotic holy academy practitioners, great scholars, and teachers all looked solemn.

Penglai Holy Land has always been intimate with the Holy Academy, but I didn’t expect that it was the first to come to worship the mountain.

The newly promoted great teaching master is Han Jusheng, the leader of the Han family, the seventy-two most holy ones.

He took the Baishantie in the sky with his hands, frowned, and turned to the ten teachers behind him and said, "Where is this Tianqing real man? I don't know this person."

A teacher replied: "Report to the great teacher, this Tianqing Zhenren is a culprit in Xiaoyao Island, the holy land of Penglai.

It is said that this person had entered the Lost Sea and quietly returned three years later, from the seventh level to the ninth level of transformation.

A year ago, three real people from the Penglai Holy Land were killed by Qin Jiu, a sword-carrying man. Three new real people were promoted to the Holy Land, and this Tianqing real person is one of them."

"What is such a origin?" Han Jusheng looked solemn, "You nine of you will pick them up in person, don't neglect them, I'll come later."

"yes."

The Grand Tutor of the Holy Academy and the nine teachers welcomed the real person in the Holy Land, which was indeed a good sign.

However.

Han Jusheng had just arranged for the people to welcome the mountain.

There was a sword energy outside the mountain that flew directly from the foot of the mountain to the sky above the Holy Courtyard, sounding like sword energy.

"Bless the Lord of Jiange and the Twelve Swords Specialist of Jiange come to worship the mountain!"

"Sword Immortal."

"Wan Jianyi!"

Han Jusheng took a deep breath and said to a sect servant behind him: "Go to the Sixth Courtyard quickly and invite the six deans to come forward to welcome the Lord of the Jiange Pavilion."

"yes."

The teaching servant felt that something was wrong, so he hurried to the Sixth Courtyard.

Li Muzhi, the president of the Sixth Academy, Tian Xingyan, Xiao Qinse, and Ren Xiaoyao, gathered together. Li Jingyuan, who had not appeared for several days, also rushed to the scene.

I don’t see Mo Fanchen alone.

Seeing that the four deans seemed to be kinder than before, Li Jingyuan vaguely foreshadowed something in his heart, but he didn't point it out, but just bowed casually, "Let's go and welcome the distinguished guests outside the mountain. Everything must be considered from the overall situation."

Although Li Jingyuan could not directly point out the thoughts of the four deans, he wanted to give a note at this time.

The reputation of the Holy Academy is to prosper and lose with each loss.

only.

Jingting Mountain was shaking and trembling just now.

It's definitely not a coincidence.

Five figures flew to the gate of the Holy Courtyard.

at this time.

The hillside of Jingting Mountain.

Mo family territory, plum garden.

The red plums have withered and melted into the spring mud. Although it is the season when flowers bloom, the Mo family territory exudes a bit of withering and withering.

In the study room.

Mo Fanchen was wearing an old scholar in blue shirt, with his hair starry and getting older. He held the pen in his hand and was still freely copying the saint's book.

In front of the desk.

Two figures were standing, Mo Xiaoxiang and Mo Leiting.

one person.

It is Mo Wanyun's father.

one person.

It's the father of Don't Stay on the Rail.

Morley looked serious, perhaps because of his undercurrent, the blue veins on his forehead and his cheeks intertwined, and it looked a bit distorted.

In contrast, Mo Xiaoxiang looked depressed, her eyes were dull, her hands were hunched in her sleeves, and her eyes drooped.

Mo Leiting was impatient and heard someone worshipping the mountain outside the mountain, and finally couldn't bear it: "Old man, when has it been? You said, the life and death of nearly one hundred people in the Mo family was on you! This disaster is much more dangerous than the last time."

Mo Fanchen put down his pen, but his eyes fell on the half-drunk and half-awake Mo Xiaoxiang first. He moved his eyes little by little and spoke to Mo Leiting, "Are you knocking on the railing again these days?"

"Yes." Mo Leiting bowed, as if he wanted to hold back his anger, but his emotions were a little out of control. "If I had known that he was of such virtue, I would have driven him out of the Mo family as soon as possible. Who would have gotten along with him? But he became friends with Gu Yusheng and was injustice to trap the Mo family..."

"alright."

Mo Fanchen interrupted Mo Leiting's words, and although his face was calm, it seemed that the person had grown much older.

"Do you really understand your son? I can understand your desire to become a dragon, but since this child practiced, you have never seemed to encourage him. In your eyes, how much do you have to be considered as glorious?

The reputation of the Mo family is really that important?

Or do you care about your own face?

If so.

Just go and fight for face.

If you can't do it, put your hope on your son.

Do you think this is fatherly love?

If you know your son a little, you will find out how outstanding he is.

Also, Gu Yusheng is the fifteenth Mr. in the Holy Academy. The past is, the future is, and the attitude of the Mo family, take your concubines down the mountain and create a few sons that you are satisfied with."

"Old man, I..."

"Let's go! Take away anything you like at home."

Mo Fanchen waved impatiently.

Mor Leiting had to leave the study room and walked to the door, and he stopped again.

"Old man, I just want to fight for my breath by the railing. If the Holy Academy really wants his life... you will always hand me over. You are right. I may be the wasteful one in the Mo family."

The footsteps outside the door were walking far away.
Chapter completed!