The girl thanked her and stood at the door, her eyes filled with awe and envy.

That breeze was actually the unique book-turning style of the Confucian Academy.

Unfathomable and moody.

This was the biggest impression she and Yu Lu had on this young and skinny Grand Master of Great Li.

You never know what is going on in his mind and what he will do next.

She suddenly remembered that backstreet boy who wore straw sandals all year round. How did he suppress the Grand Master of Great Li in every aspect? Is it really just because of an inexplicable title of Mr.?

The battle of mind and nature is like a tug-of-war, there must be a winner or loser.

Cui Dongshan remained motionless, letting the wind turn the pages of the book. He lowered his head and stared at the words taught by the sages, and said with a smile: "A Liang once had a mantra, which is called 'In the world of rivers and lakes, we must convince people with virtue and defeat the enemy with appearance.'

My husband has learned all the truth. Therefore, as a disciple, I am completely convinced by the loss."

The girl's eyebrows were lowered, not daring to reveal her expression.

Cui Dongshan still didn't raise his head and said angrily: "Get away, you ugly guy. Don't you feel ashamed to be in the same room with a handsome young man like me? If I were you, I would have committed suicide in shame and anger!"

The girl gave a blessing and said softly: "My slave, please leave."

Cui Dongshan added, "If you want to die, don't die in the yard. There is a tall ginkgo tree on the top of the mountain. Go hang yourself there."

The girl left silently and came to the yard to sit on a stone bench. Looking at the chess game, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had found a way out for herself.

Sensing the strange fluctuations in the girl's energy, Cui Dongshan laughed loudly in the room. He quickly covered his stomach with laughter and said loudly while wiping his tears: "You want to be my master's wife? I'm going to be fucked by you."

You're laughing so hard, even if you're so good, your young master would be laughing to death..."

The girl instantly despaired again.

The young man in white clothes in the room was already rolling on the floor with laughter.

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Sui Imperial Palace, under the big pit on Wuyingdian Square.

The old eunuch stood up unsteadily, and nine tiny golden dragons retreated from their apertures and dispersed, returning to the earth dragon wall formation.

The old man was suddenly covered in blood, but he was in high spirits. He seemed to have benefited a lot from this battle. Although there was no sign of breaking out yet, he was like the weakest of the ninth-dan national players, steadily improving to a strong ninth-dan player in the middle. But even so, he was still

If he couldn't deal with the man in front of him, then he would stop squandering the precious dragon energy of the Gao family of the Great Sui Dynasty.

The old man swallowed a mouthful of blood that rushed to his throat and said with a smile: "Our family lost."

Li Er looked up and saw the foggy sky. The winter sunlight seemed to be distorted a lot after passing through the clouds and mists. This was very unusual.

The old man said again: "But you also lost."

Li Erxiao asked: "Are you using the formation to suppress my realm? To suppress me to the eighth realm?"

The old eunuch didn't hide it, and said frankly: "With all the strength of the city, we can attack a powerful warrior at the peak of the ninth realm. There will be no suspense about the outcome, but the price paid is too high. But to deal with a warrior at the eighth realm

, it will be much easier. Although the difference is only one level, the price paid by the Great Sui Capital City will be much smaller."

The old eunuch rarely expressed his true feelings and looked at this terrifying martial arts master, "No matter what the reason is, you want to see our Majesty. Yes, you have the qualifications, but you should never be so pretentious. After all, our Sui Dynasty wants to save face.

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Li Er grinned and said: "You mean the fist of a Nine Realm warrior is not bigger than the face of your Sui Dynasty, right?"

The old eunuch was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "That's really true."

Li Erping concentrated his energy, the sea of ​​​​qi sank, and he took a step lightly. A man who had no moves in a battle, for the first time in a battle, displayed an ancient boxing stance.

A boxing spirit, ancient and simple, unparalleled in strength!

The old eunuch, who had fallen into the eighth realm, stared in shock.

As the clouds and fog enveloped the entire capital began to droop.

All the qi practitioners in the middle and fifth realms in the capital, as well as the pure martial artists above the sixth realm, clearly felt that the flow of qi was sluggish.

There was also an unknown storyteller who was down and out. He looked surprised. After hesitating for a moment, he put down the gavel in his hand and apologized. Ignoring the scolding audience, he walked out of the temporary storyteller shed. The old man went to the palace.

While looking up, feeling a little heavy, the girl responsible for playing the pipa for Mr. Storyteller came to his side and asked softly: "Master, what's wrong?"

The old man said softly: "There are warriors from the Nine Realms who barged into our Sui Palace. I'm afraid Master has to go and see for himself."

The girl held the pipa in her arms, tilted her head, and said innocently: "Master, you are a great monk of the eleventh realm, and the master is our chief priest in the Sui Dynasty. You can fight against the eighties with eleven without being constrained by the city defense formation."

,How embarrassing are you?"

The slightly hunched old man sighed: "Who said it must be eleven against eight? It's hard to say. If that person really breaks the bottleneck, the formation restrictions will no longer exist. In addition, although the master's realm is eleven, but

I'm not a swordsman or military strategist who is proficient in killing. Master, I have never been really good at fighting. This is the most troublesome part."

The girl who knew many inside stories of cultivation looked horrified, her face was as white as snow, and she said in a trembling voice: "Master, you must be careful!"

The storyteller hummed and lightly stamped his feet. Dust was everywhere in the shop, blocking the sky and the sun. When the dust cleared, the rickety old man was gone.

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Li Er stepped into the void step by step, and his strong figure appeared again in Wuyingdian Square.

First, from the peak of the Eighth Realm, break through the invisible barrier between heaven and earth, and return to the Ninth Realm!

Then he rose to the peak of the Nine Realms again!

Finally, when the man closed his eyes, he slowly punched out and whispered: "Get away from me!"

There seemed to be countless shackles breaking at the same time, and extremely dark gaps appeared in the void around the man, crisscrossing them.

With Li Er as the center of the circle, strong winds are rising from all directions.

Swirling up countless masonry dust.

In Wuyingdian Square, a tornado rose from the ground!

When Li Er put away his boxing frame, he stopped his hands and stood still.

The tornado that reached the height of the sky dissipated instantly.

The short man standing in the center of the square opened his eyes and whispered in an inaudible voice: "The feeling of the ten realms is really comfortable. It tastes a little better than eating the leftover chicken legs from my son."

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The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, who was standing under the eaves waiting for news, saw the tall old man from Shanya Academy walking quickly and said loudly: "Your Majesty, you can stop now."

There was a breeze blowing beside him, and the storyteller with a stooped figure stood beside the emperor, sighing softly: "If we continue the fight, we will have to be willing to demolish half of the capital."

In the heart of the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, the fiery voice of the python-suited eunuch stirred up ripples and conveyed his inner voice, "That man actually took the opportunity to break through and enter the tenth realm of martial arts! Your Majesty must not continue to fight head-on!"

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty did not panic, but said sincerely: "Although I saw it with my own eyes, I can imagine that there must be a spectacular scene over there at Wuying Hall."

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty turned around and bowed respectfully to the storyteller. He bowed his head and said, "I sincerely ask the ancestor to come forward and invite that man to come here."

Mao Xiaodong strode closer and persuaded: "Your Majesty, it would be better for me to go. That man is the father of a child in our academy. He heard that his son was bullied badly, so he was so angry that he wanted to come to the palace to talk to Your Majesty.

Let's be honest. Your Majesty was unwilling to meet me before, but now he has been forced to break through and has become the third great master of martial arts in Aquarius Continent. His momentum is at its peak, but he may not be willing to stop."

The Emperor of Sui Dynasty smiled and said: "Then I'll bother you, Mr. Mao, to go there. I'll be waiting at Yangxinzhai."

When the tall old man swept away, the storyteller said softly: "What you did is reasonable but unreasonable. You are wrong."

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty nodded and said: "In this matter, the younger generation was at fault first. In the previous turmoil, the Sui Dynasty was at fault first. The two mistakes are added together..."

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty said bitterly: "Old ancestor, this time is a bit difficult."

The old storyteller, whose clothes were washed white, said with a smile: "Now that the matter has come to this, either you sincerely admit your mistake, or you can fight with him to the end. Of course it won't save you effort, but it will also save you worry. You don't have to think too much."

The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty smiled knowingly, "Our ancestors thought it through."

The old man patted the Sui Emperor on the shoulder and comforted him: "Sitting on a dragon chair and wearing a dragon robe, carrying the entire country, some mistakes are inevitable. If I were sitting in your position, I wouldn't do any better.

You don’t need to blame yourself, I chose you to inherit the throne against all odds, and I still feel it was right."

After waiting for an unexpectedly long time, the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, who was standing in the corridor under the eaves outside Yangxinzhai, saw an unattractive-looking man striding towards Mr. Mao.

Mao Xiaodong smiled strangely and said: "Your Majesty, his name is Li Er, and he is the father of Li Huai, a student of our Cliff Academy. He insists on walking to meet Your Majesty, saying that he is flying around other people's homes and is not the one to reason with others.

Some attitude."

The Sui Emperor couldn't laugh or cry.

The storyteller, who had been feeling tense all the time, felt relieved.

We walked into Yangxinzhai together. There were only four people in the room. They sat down each: the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, the storyteller, the deputy mountain master of the Cliff Academy, and Li Huai's father Li Er.

Li Er said: "It's not easy to see His Majesty."

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

The Sui Emperor didn't even know how to answer.

Fortunately, Li Er himself got straight to the point: "The people who bully my son include the Han family of Shangzhu country, the Chu family of Nanxi, and the Marquis of Huaiyuan. I beg your majesty to let the ancestors of these families come out. I, Li Er,

Second, I have fought them one by one. If they think I am bullying, it doesn’t matter. They can just appear together. You can borrow more magic weapons and weapons from your friends. I just need to trouble your Majesty to find a larger, secluded place in the capital. Okay.

Let both of us free our hands and feet. If it doesn't work, we can go outside the capital."

Mao Xiaodong held back his smile and almost laughed out loud with schadenfreude.
To be continued...