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35. Your Majesty, you can really pretend to be tender (2/2)

Bailian Academy.

"Brother Xiang, what I said is true. At first we thought how powerful the dark horse that emerged from Wuxin Academy was, could be reused and landed in the manor in the middle of the lake.

As a result, after just going out for a walk, I found that the ingenious swordsmanship in this academy was just a lower-level method.”

"Oh? Only the lowest level?"

"good."

"Then thank you, Lord Wu."

The palace master of Bailian Academy responded with a smile: "It's okay, I owe Brother Xiang a favor at the beginning. I was looking forward to being a neighbor with Brother Xiang... What are Brother Xiang going to do?"

Xiang Anran said lightly: "How can a man possess the jade bi without virtue? I just want him to know that they are ordinary men, and they are not worthy of being there, and they have a Feng Shui treasure land."

The Lord Wu laughed and said, "I understand what Brother Xiang means. At first I was worried that Brother Xiang would use any shameful means, but I underestimated Brother Xiang."

Xiang Anran: "The despicable thing is that it is inferior. I will send my disciples to discuss with them and remind them that the Wuxin Academy is a group of waste. If this is the case, they will remain there without any hesitation. Unless they stay in the door, they will be destined to fail continuously. No matter how they choose, it will have a great impact on their state of mind... Life is determined by heaven, but smart people will judge the situation and make the right choice."

He took a sip of hot tea, then stood up and continued, "The Qinglong Emperor is a place where the wind and clouds gather, and not everyone can come in.

No matter who is behind this Wuxin Academy, the academic court is completely legal and compliant in its competition. If the skills are not as good as others and need help from others, then this Wuxin Academy will become a big joke."

Lord Wu smiled and said, "Then I wish Brother Xiang success in advance."

...

Xia Yuan was soaked in the bronze tripod.

The long legs are comfortable in the warm water of the medicine.

The secret medicine from Wuxin Academy was drilling into his skin, impacting the fifth shackles as his previous blood force circulated.

bite!

bite!

bite!

It is like a snail shaking a big tree, with little effect.

Xia Yuan was a little practicing, and he was thinking about what happened just now.

This matter must be solved from the root.

Otherwise, Wuxin’s Academy may have disbanded.

Sure enough, once you enter the emperor, you will never have many.

"I'll go and ask Ning Bao if there is any way to improve the quality of his martial arts tomorrow."

The next morning.

Xia Yuan ate fried eggs with sea fish, three vegetables, meat and steamed buns, and a bowl of porridge. He called his junior brother who acted as a royal master in the school and went directly to Longwang Temple.

The junior brother was listless and looked depressed, as if his soul had been pulled away.

The weather was inexplicably cold. Xia Yuan closed his eyes and rested in the carriage. Suddenly, he moved his mind and raised his hand to look at the curtain of the carriage and grabbed it. He wanted to lift it, but he couldn't lift it, as if something was pressing it out with great force.

He pulled it twice, and the curtain was brushed and pulled open.

I should have just been stuck by the narrow window gap.

Outside the window is a small arch bridge, and the bronze carriage with double driving just passed through a shadow area, and now it has come to the sun again.

Qinglong City is close to the East China Sea and is considered a water city. It is half flat and half scattered with many bridges.

Because it is the imperial capital, there are many tall loft buildings, and many black shadows often appear at dusk.

Xia Yuan thought of the abnormality of the curtain just now and suddenly asked, "Junior brother, do you feel anything?"

No one responded.

Xia Yuan's voice increased by several decibels: "Junior brother?"

"Oh, senior brother!" Yushou hurriedly reacted, "It's nothing, it's just rushing to the road..."

He was just distracted.

Xia Yuan narrowed his eyes and felt a little strange in his heart.

This is obviously very abnormal, but the hermit talent still has no warning.

What's going on?

He opened his cuff and slid out a yarrow stem, and pointed it into his eyebrows. The thought of "I get out of the car now and walk to a place where no one is there" flashed through his mind, and then threw the yarrow stem down.

Chiu...

The yarrow stem did not move, but the word "媚" was directly displayed in the heart.

The wheel hub crushes dust and the ground is stable.

Xia Yuan thought.

Then, there are three possibilities.

First, your own hallucination.

Second, what is there that interferes with one's own divination.

Third, the divination of the hermit's state of mind is only about human affairs, but the one who just... is not a human, so divination is ineffective?

...

After a while.

The carriage arrived at Longwang Temple.

Because Ning Bao had in advance instructed that "the senior brother of Wuxin Academy can come here directly, so after the novice monk reported, Wuhua came out and led him outside the second wall.

Seeing Xia Yuan penetrated into the mysterious fourth wall, then knocked on the door and entered the innermost courtyard. Wuhua was silent for a long time. He saw the White Dragon King for only a few times. Every time he saw it, he was pious as if he went to see a female Bodhisattva and worshiped him. Sometimes he was alone in the hall, in the three fragrant mists, and he would also regard the "Auspicious Moonlight Zen Treasure Bodhisattva" in the middle of the hall as the White Dragon King.

Because the White Dragon King is too cold and holy, with a charming face, but with a lonely and cold compassion...

This is what a Bodhisattva should look like.

If you always accompany the Buddha, if you are for such a Buddha, you may not be able to sacrifice your life for her.

Wuhua felt that his heart was moved, and he could not accept the reality that "an ordinary academic disciple could look for the Bodhisattva who was above his heart."

Feeling this heart-warming, he hurriedly recited the Little Dragon King Sutra to calm his mind.

Wuhua would never have imagined that the most noble and sacred female Bodhisattva in his heart would change her form in front of other men.

Not only him, but no one in the world has ever seen such charm.

Even if I think about it, even if such thoughts flash in my mind occasionally, my blood will burst out, my desires will move frequently, and I will be unable to control myself, and even my inner demons will arise one after another. If I don’t suppress them, I will even sink into this unqualified imagination until I am ruined.

Inside the fourth wall.

"Your Majesty..."

Ning Bao twisted his body, and his plain white clothes floated.

She sat directly beside Xia Yuan, holding her chin up to look at Xia Yuan wearing a student uniform.

You guys are so interesting...

Ning Bao looked charming, held the snow cheek and teased: "Your Majesty, there is no one now."

Xia Yuan also held his chin and looked at her.

Ning Bao whined, "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Xia Yuan smiled and said, "Why not eat it when it's dark and add some seasonings?"

Ning Bao: "Ph!"

She folded her long legs, shook her little face, and her eyebrows were as cinnabar as snow. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "What's the matter with Baoer suddenly?"

"The kendo in Wuxin Academy is poor. I want to improve my quality. What should I do?"

Ning Bao was stunned for a moment and said slowly: "As soon as you enter the earth, you can choose a way, you can advance but not retreat. If you choose, you will be determined. Good or bad are fate... But there are also exceptions."

She suddenly realized: "Your Majesty, are you testing me?"

Xia Yuan smiled.

——I know nothing about power.

So he said frankly: "No, I really don't understand."

Ning Bao blinked. If Jun Shang hadn't killed someone in Cheng Hai, even the golden armored demon god would have said it in seconds, she would have suspected Jun Shang was really a primary school student who knew nothing.

Therefore, such a powerful lord has such a lack of theoretical knowledge.

Ning Bao was a little confused.

However, she decided to cooperate.

"It is impossible to improve quality, but there are three exceptions..."
Chapter completed!
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