The old man didn't understand until he died, what the last sentence of the man in front of him meant.

Xiao Bieli stretched out his palm, and a sudden burst of spiritual energy emerged from his hand, pressing the old man in front of him into powder in an instant.

As soon as his body moved, Xiao Bieli had disappeared from the spot, and with a breeze blowing, there was no trace of an old man on the ground.

That night,

Moat, forest, official road...

Countless black shadows flew out of the city from all directions of Longcheng. Some of these people were hawkers, some were shopkeepers, some were beggars, and some were guards of Longcheng.

However, they all couldn't escape one end. No dead soldiers or spies could escape from Longcheng ten miles away.

After a night of killing, Xiao Bieli stood on the top of the city tower in the north of Longcheng City, looking at the city that had finally calmed down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

...

Longcheng Academy, in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

Tang Ming was not interested in the bloody storm outside. He is now devoted to the vast classics of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

This Spring and Autumn Pavilion is simply incomparable to the Sutra Pavilion in the City Lord’s Mansion.

Most of the sutra pavilions in the city lord's mansion are practiced methods and some martial arts.

However, in the Chunqiu Pavilion of the institution, the practice of martial arts and martial arts only account for a small part, and more of them are magazines and classics and some strange stories.

Tang Ming was fascinated by reading it, but fortunately his spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful. Otherwise, after reading so many classics, I still didn’t know that it would be the year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

"Although the alchemy lineage is focused on walking on thin ice and following, it also attaches great importance to reforming the past and making innovations the most!"

Tang Ming gently closed a volume of brocade and silk recordings about the alchemy, and carefully understood this seemingly useless sentence.

This scroll of brocade is just the experience of a little alchemist. For those who truly practice alchemy, a little alchemist's note has limited effect.

But Tang Ming didn't think so. After he observed the alchemy techniques of the ancestors in "Star Alchemy Tripod", he particularly admired the views of this little alchemist.

It was as if the words of Xiaodan Master in the end seemed simple, but they directly touched Tang Ming's heart.

Even for alchemists, it is very difficult to make pills. It takes countless failures to accurately condense the medicinal power in the spiritual herbs. The cost in this is undoubtedly amazing.

So it is precisely because of this that every alchemist is careful, for fear that the error will lead to the failure of the alchemy, so every alchemist will follow the teacher's instructions.

I absolutely dare not try things outside of my ability at will, but I don’t know that the brilliance of my ancestors comes from failure!

And because of the respect of the alchemist identity in the world of cultivators, many alchemists actually come for fame and fortune.

Why are alchemists of the Dan King level so rare? The big reason is that they cannot avoid and cannot let go!

You cannot avoid the shackles of admonition, and you cannot let go of fame and fortune that can be obtained.

The little alchemist can stand out among sects like Huayang Sect, so few people will give up their fame and fortune and pursue boring pursuits!

This little alchemist is equivalent to sounding a wake-up call to Tang Ming's alchemy that had not yet begun.

Compared with other classics included in jade slips, this little alchemist's brocade scroll helped Tang Ming particularly significantly.

Once you enter the Tibetan Sutra, the world is vast, and you don’t know how many springs and autumns are outside the building.

In a blink of an eye, Tang Ming had spent half a month in the Chunqiu Pavilion.

When Zhongli Tiancheng, who was waiting outside the attic, entered the building, Tang Ming suddenly came to his senses.

Tang Ming was still unsatisfied with letting go of the classics in his hand, and Tang Ming was not in a hurry to leave with Zhongli Tiancheng.

Instead, I closed my eyes and carefully read the classics I had watched in the Chunqiu Pavilion in the past half month in my mind.

Benefit a lot.

Although there are no substantive classics in this attic that guide Tang Ming into the path of alchemy, those experiences and notes are more important than the alchemy technique.

"In the past half a month, Longcheng must have been shrouded in bloody storm, right?"

Tang Ming opened his eyes and looked at Zhongli Tiancheng aside. He didn't need to leave Chunqiu Pavilion, just to know that Longcheng would definitely not be able to live in the past half month.

"Master has indeed used a lot of effort for this action."

Zhongli Tiancheng didn't hide anything. He didn't know what identity to face this young man now.

"What's the use of the entire Li Yue Dynasty to survive under the sect's hands? How is it going to keep the secret of a dragon city?"

Tang Ming curled his lips. He believed that even if Xiao Bieli used all his strength, he would not be able to stop the news of his killing of Hehuan Ancestor.

It is estimated that on the way back to the school with Xiao Bieli, countless people had already passed the news.

"Sir, this time I went to Yunmiao Immortal Island. In addition to Mr. Fengbei, I also have Fengjunfeng, a disciple of Beidou Academy. I also hope that if it is convenient, I can take care of you."

Zhongli Tiancheng bent down slightly and bowed, giving Tang Ming a big gift.

"Yeah, I get it."

Tang Ming nodded. He was a little impressed by these two people, especially Feng Binbei. The guy's arm should have grown again with the help of Tianxinguo, right?

Zhongli Tiancheng took Tang Ming out of Chunqiu Pavilion, and outside the Chunqiu Pavilion, Feng Binbei, with a dull expression, had been waiting for a long time.

The two walked together and headed towards Qingxia Academy.

When I came to Longcheng from Qingxia Academy, Xiaoyu and Han Daxiong had never been there, so the three of them came in a carriage.

This time we went with Feng Binbei, and the stream of light flashed, in just a quarter of an hour, I saw the towering Tongtian Pavilion from afar.

"Which is the one standing in front of you, is Tongtian Pavilion?"

Feng Binbei was one step behind Tang Ming. When he saw Tongtian Pavilion, his dull expression finally changed a little.

"Yes, if I can return safely this time, I will ask Xiao Bieli for you to have a place to practice in Tongtian Pavilion. The dragon energy contained in it will have unexpected benefits to your bloodline power!"

Tang Ming nodded and then said seriously.

Feng Binbei took his gaze from Tongtian Pavilion, but he just glanced at Tang Ming indifferently, and then remained silent.

Tang Ming showed a faint smile on his lips. He understood that this guy just wanted to say a few words of thanks, but he didn't know how to speak.

Tang Ming didn't even point it out, then his feet moved, and his whole body fell quickly towards Qingxia Academy like a meteor, and Feng Binbei followed closely behind.

"Boom, boom..."

Two loud noises sounded outside the Tongtian Pavilion Gate in the center of Qingxia Academy. When Tang Ming and Feng Binbei had just landed, countless sword lights rushed towards them.

"Who dares to break into Tiange?!"

The aura of the innate realm suddenly rushed over, but when Yang Wanli saw one of the people clearly, he instantly changed his smile.

"Elder Yang, I haven't seen you for many days, can't recognize me anymore?"

Tang Ming smiled faintly. It was more than a month since he went there. When he stepped into Qingxia Academy again, he inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy.

Yang Wanli immediately had a smile on his face. After drinking away the disciples of the Sword-holding Hall around him, he clasped his fists and greeted him.

"Deacon Tang, your trip will make you famous all over the world!"

The fact that the winner of the competition and the defeat of the myth of Longcheng Academy Feng Binbei has long been transformed into a legend in Qingxia Academy.

"Where is Elder Yang has won the award. I wonder if the Palace Master is engraved in Tongtian Pavilion?"

Tang Ming also bowed his hand and asked Yang Wanli with a hypocritical smile.

"I don't know about this. Please ask Deacon Tang to go and see it in person. After all, I have a low status and I will never dare to go in Tongtian Pavilion."

Yang Wanli smiled brilliantly, but he didn't know how many times he scolded Tang Ming.

Isn’t this damn lies with his eyes open? Yang Wanli is just an ordinary elder of the Palace of Punishment. How can he be qualified to enter this Tongtian Pavilion?

As for whether the Lord of Helian is in Tongtian Pavilion, how could he know that if a Lord of Helian is staying or not, he still needs to report to an elder whose status is worse than that of his own?

"Then I won't bother Elder Yang, let's go!"

Tang Ming was polite and then said to Feng Binbei behind him.

After speaking, the two of them raised their feet and walked towards Tongtian Pavilion, but at this time, Yang Wanli stood in front of Tang Ming.

"Deacon Tang, you entered Tongtian Pavilion because of the ancestors' concession. However, this Tongtian Pavilion is a forbidden area of ​​the school. It is not convenient for ordinary people to enter it. I wonder if this person is?"

Yang Wanli stared at the dull man behind Tang Ming. As the elder of the Palace of Punishment, it would be fine if he didn't see it, but if he saw it, he had to ask clearly.

"Oh, this one is..." Tang Ming was stunned, and then he was about to introduce himself, but he didn't want Feng Binbei to take a step ahead of him and turned around and stood in front of Tang Ming.

"Longcheng Academy, Fengbei!"

Feng Binbei still had such a dull expression.

However, when he said his name, Yang Wanli, opposite him, obviously turned pale, then turned around and ran away.

He drank blood and sharpened his knife to Feng Binbei, who was a madman who dared to kill his personal disciple in front of the Pavilion Master in Longcheng Academy.

I can't say that if this guy had any stubbornness, he would be a little elder and would not be able to find a good place to cry.

"Haha, I didn't see that your name is so domineering!"

Tang Ming was also stunned. He didn't expect that just by relying on a name, he could scare the elder of the Zheng Palace in the institution into that shape.

Feng Binbei's mouth was so far-fetched that it made an ugly curve, and this guy smiled and gave people an extremely cunning feeling.

The two walked into Tongtian Pavilion one by one. After Li Zihou, who was standing at the entrance of the loft, saw the two, he opened the attic gate without saying a word.
To be continued...