Xuan Jue's gaze fell on the middle-aged Confucian cultivator, his gaze was like a sharp sword, and the mighty power around him surged unabashedly and swept out.
The aura belonging to the beings in the Tribulation Stage emitted a powerful coercion, causing the monks in the Fusion Stage in front to instantly feel tremendous pressure and couldn't help but retreat.
In front of Xuan Jue, not only the middle-aged Confucian cultivator, but also everyone present could be called a young man.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar was under tremendous pressure, but his figure seemed to be nailed to the same spot without moving an inch.
His eyes flickered, and there was a firm look in his eyes.
"Senior's words are serious. Wan Sheng just has doubts in his heart, so he boldly asks."
"If it's inconvenient for you, senior, to answer, that's okay!"
"It's just that the Haoran Righteousness Art is of great importance to Centenary Academy. Even if the senior doesn't want to answer, I believe that one day, there will be seniors from the Academy who are in the tribulation period and will come to ask for the explanation."
The middle-aged Confucian cultivator said with cupped hands and fists, neither humble nor overbearing.
Facing Xuan Jue who was in the tribulation stage, there was no trace of fear on his face.
At the end of the conversation, he changed the subject and directly brought up Centenary Academy.
"You young man, after all your talk, you are still questioning!"
"But it doesn't matter, Centenary Academy, right? If anyone in your academy has any questions, just let them come to me!"
Xuan Jue smiled and shook his head, not paying any attention to the threat from the middle-aged Confucian cultivator.
When speaking, hold your head high and show your confidence.
The middle-aged Confucianism cultivator's eyes flashed with contemplation, and he stopped continuing the topic at the moment.
After pondering for a while, he cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said again: "May I ask what your name is, senior?"
Since my own level of cultivation is not as good as the person in front of me, I am naturally not qualified to have an equal conversation.
But leave your name so that other seniors in the sect can pay attention to this matter in the future.
"My name? Young man, didn't your parents tell you that before asking others for their names, you should tell your family name first?"
Xuan Jue raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile.
The middle-aged Confucianism cultivator's expression became serious, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "What the senior said is absolutely true, it is rude to be born late!"
"Song Haoran, who was born in the late 100th year of college, may I dare to ask for the name of my senior."
Xuan Jue then responded loudly: "That's pretty much it. My name is Xuan Jue. If you at Centennial Academy need anything, just come and see me."
Xuan Jue did not hide his name, and spoke in a frank tone, without the slightest worry that this mighty power would cause him trouble.
But having said that, if he had a complex mind, it would be impossible for him to cultivate such pure awe-inspiring power.
"Thank you, senior, for telling me frankly!"
Song Haoran bowed his hands, and after saying that, he stepped back and his eyes fell on a young-looking monk not far away.
The monk stood in the center of the crowd, with a calm demeanor, as gentle as the spring breeze, without losing his majesty.
The nearly half-integrated monks from the Azure Star, intentionally or unintentionally, surrounded him, with him faintly at the head.
And this monk's appearance is somewhat similar to that of Yunxiao from the Yun family in Leizhou.
Beside Xuan Jue, Su Twelve's eyes glanced over and subconsciously paused on this person for a short time.
Is it him? Yun Yan, Senior Yun?
After hundreds of years, my own cultivation realm has improved to the current level, and the cultivation realm of the people in front of me has improved significantly more rapidly.
The appearance has also changed significantly compared with that of the past.
However, Yun Yan's sermon at that time had a profound impact on Su Twelve. Su Twelve has kept this kindness in his heart for many years.
Before coming here this time, I had already expected that I would definitely meet Senior Yun Yan again.
It is not difficult to recognize each other at a glance.
However, now is not the time to reminisce about the past, so Su Twelve naturally cannot say anything more at this time.
Feeling Song Haoran's gaze, Yun Yan nodded slightly and walked out of the crowd.
He naturally knew what Song Haoran meant.
Asking about Haoran's righteousness formula is related to the matter of Baisui Academy.
As for dealing with the period of transcending the tribulation, people from the Azure Star Cultivation World have to come forward.
It is true that the Holy Land of Immortality Cultivation played a huge role in this extermination of demons, but the incident happened in the land of Azure Star. Here, the Cultivation World of Immortality of Azure Star is the home field.
Of course, the main reason is that without the intervention of monks from the Tribulation Stage or even higher realms, there is not a huge gap in combat power between the Azure Star Cultivation Realm and the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land in the Integration Stage and Distraction Stage.
Strength, overall strength, is the key to having the right to speak in the Azure Star Cultivation World.
"Junior Leizhou Yun family Yun Yan has met my senior!"
The figure floated out from the crowd and stopped not far from Xuan Jue.
Yun Yan cupped his hands and fists, and first respectfully introduced himself to Xuan Jue.
After saying that, seeing Xuan Jue nodding, he said again: "Thank you for your timely help, senior."
"Without the intervention of seniors, the impact of the accident brought by the demons this time would never have been resolved so easily."
"I just don't know why senior came here this time? Is it to help me and others, or is there something else important?"
At the end of the conversation, Yun Yan cautiously asked Xuan Jue.
Although there were people from the Tribulation Stage participating in this demon-elimination plan, they all helped secretly, but none of them ended up directly.
After all, every one of the monks in the Tribulation Stage is at a critical stage of cultivation, and they rarely have extra energy to focus on other things.
Although the situation in Zhongzhou is dangerous, it is not completely insurmountable with the presence of the combined forces and the combined strength of everyone.
However, it requires more sacrifices.
Even if he believed that the person in front of him came specifically to help, I am afraid that everyone present would not believe it either.
"The crisis has been resolved? Do you... really think that the crisis has been resolved and the plan to eliminate the demon has been successful?"
Xuan Jue raised his eyebrows slightly and did not answer Yun Yan's question directly. Instead, he smiled at Yun Yan and asked a question.
"Um?"
Yunyan's pupils shrank, and she calmly raised her head to look at the sky above, where the two-dimensional space passage was located.
However, under the influence of the half-immortal treasure umbrella, the two worlds became more and more stable.
From all directions, countless demons and demonic energy were swallowed up by the space passages like whales and tigers, and were incorporated into different spaces like wind and clouds.
Every moment, the situation on Azure Star is obviously improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing that there was no sign of another problem in the two-dimensional space channel, Yun Yan's doubtful eyes fell on Xuan Jue again.
"Senior seems to have something to say?"
Regarding the situation of the two-dimensional space passage, he believed in his own judgment, but he was not in a hurry to refute Xuan Jue.
But this time, Xuan Jue didn't respond in a hurry.
He turned his head slightly and looked at Su Twelve aside, "Boy, it's time to play your role and play."
As soon as the words came out, everyone present focused their attention on Su Twelve.
When they saw Su Twelve's cultivation level, most of the monks in the field frowned.