The sound of books is loud and the incense of sandalwood surrounds the quaint academy.

After passing the quiet Junzi Pavilion and passing a long corridor, you can see a large locust tree that is hundreds of years old and needs to be surrounded by five people.

Under the tree, an old man is playing chess.

There is only one person playing chess.

That is what ordinary people say is to beat yourself.

The old man has gray hair and looks old.

But he looks energetic, has a rosy complexion, and has a quiet fragrance of books on his body. He should have at least twenty years of good life.

His name is Ning Lang, the master of Junzi Pavilion, and the greatest master!

This ancient academy is the Junzi Pavilion, one of the seven sects of Zhao State.

If ordinary people want to join the Gentleman Pavilion, they must first go through three years of enlightenment and read the Hundred Schools of Classics, and then learn the Six Arts of Gentleman and practice the foundation of Confucianism for another ten years.

Ten years later, after passing the assessment by the Academy, he was able to become a disciple of the Junzi Pavilion.

Those who choose the best from such a good person and join the Junzi Pavilion are all people with both civil and military skills. When it comes to academic research, they are definitely no worse than those juren.

However, according to the teachings of the ancestors, these people could not become officials in the court, but they also lacked a bit of rigid sour and rotten smell.

Their works are also popular among the people.

As for how many people are chasing the brand of Junzi Pavilion, it is unknown.

In this way, Junzi Pavilion has become a popular reading place for many scholarly families.

Because before Junzi Pavilion officially became a disciple, it came and went freely, and many people regarded it as a place to study.

Of course, you have to pay.

If the food, clothing and expenses should be provided by Junzi Pavilion, even if you cannot successfully become a disciple, you will have to work for Junzi Pavilion for ten to decades after the ten-year study period until you pay off your kindness.

It can be said that you are in love with me and I am willing to do so.

But even so, those students who came from the Junzi Pavilion and entered the court system would still consciously gather together and become a group of forces in the Zhao court on the grounds of classmates.

Therefore, although Junzi Pavilion is one of the seven sects that caused the death of Shenwu, their relationship with the court has always been very ambiguous.

Ning Lang holds white in one hand and black in the other, fighting with each other.

I don’t know how long it took, but a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and it was obvious that it was at a critical moment.

Finally, the white piece fell on the chessboard and the black piece won.

Ning Lang shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"After so many years, the left hand is still slightly better. It seems that it is more comfortable to use the left hand."

After saying that, he turned to look at Su Wenzheng who had been waiting aside for a long time and asked:

"Wen Zheng, after so many years, you are still so particular. Do you have to wait for me to finish this game?"

Su Wenzheng smiled slightly: "The teacher plays chess, but the students dare not disturb him."

"Okay, don't be polite to me. If you don't have any trouble, don't go to the Three Treasures Hall. What's the matter with you looking for me?"

The Master waved his hand and slowly twisted the chess pieces one by one and put them into the chess box.

His movements are very slow, but when he looks closely, he is full of beauty.

It was as if his every move was in line with the rules of heaven and earth. He felt that this was the case. If he moved a minute, he would become disharmonious.

Su Wenzheng had already written a draft and said, "The students came to ask the teacher for help."

"Oh?" The Master laughed, "Is there something that stumped you, Su Wenzheng, was you beaten?"

Su Wenzheng nodded awkwardly and said, "It's almost the same."

"This matter is a long story. A student has a disciple named Zeng Yu, who is for..."

"... By the time the student was killed, he had countless corpses falling to the ground, including the entire army that day when the prison guards were wiped out."

"...The devil was cunning, and the student was afraid of falling into his trap, so he wanted to ask the teacher to help him give an order and ask a few masters to go with him.

You also know that students are not good at socializing and there is no great master among their friends. At this moment, they can only come to ask the teacher with shamelessness."

The Master sighed: "The magical weapon was born, and the heavens warned us. When the troubled times are approaching, we will see the miserable creatures again. It is so sad."

"But Wen Zheng, you don't have to worry about this anymore. Someone has already gone to find the Six Prison Demon Marquis, and it's very big."

"who?"

Su Wenzheng frowned. He wanted to find the Six Prisons Demon Marquis to trouble him. It was not that he was greedy for the divine weapons. Well, it would be better if he could regain the divine weapons.

He wants to avenge his personal grudges more.

Although his disciples were probably not killed by the Six Prison Demon Marquis, it must be politically correct to seek revenge on him.

Whoever makes him a person in the devil's way will beat him if he doesn't?

And this is also his explanation to her. If his grandson dies, he has to be responsible.

The Master shook his head and said:

"Wen Zheng, I have told you a long time ago that although we read books of sages, we are a sect in the world and cannot ignore the news outside the window.

There has been such a big thing in the world recently, and you have never heard of it at all. You are not as good as me, an old man who doesn’t leave the academy.”

Su Wenzheng smiled bitterly and said, "This...is a student wrong, so please give me advice."

"You just told me that Tianzhuwei, don't you know that Tianzhuwei's master is Jiang Ping, the supervisor of the righteous alliance?

It is even rumored that even the magic weapons in the hands of the Six Prison Demon Marquis were taken away from him.

How could this person not be punished if he suffered such a great humiliation?”

The Master looked terrifying and said:

"That Six Prison Demon Marquis got into trouble with someone he shouldn't have messed with."

Su Wenzheng still looked puzzled:

"I have heard of Jiang Ping, and I heard that this person is a martial arts genius. He has walked the life of countless warriors at a young age. He broke through the great master of martial arts in Double Ten years.

His father-in-law is Tie Ao, the director of the Godly Captain Department, and his relationship with the Five Yue Sword Sect is even closer.

Later, he was recommended by Master Sekong, and approved by Master Huaikong, and served as the supervisor of the Zhengdao Alliance.

But what does this have to do with the Six Prison Demon Marquis?

As a man in the devil's way, he is incompatible with our righteous people. Even if he offends, he will offend him. What else can he dare not provoke?"

Even he just wanted to find one or two great martial arts masters to go to the mountain gate of the Evil Prison Sect to ask for advice and teach the Six Prison Demon Marquis a lesson.

As for killing the Six Prison Demon Marquis?

If the Grandmasters were so easily killed, they would be worthless.

Especially everyone's martial arts realm is almost the same. If he can defeat him, he can play for more than ten years.

Not everyone is like Qiye, and he kills a great master with one sword at any time, and not every sword is called the technique of drawing a sword and killing the sky.

The Master sneered and said in disappointment:

"Wen Zheng, do you think this is all the background of Jiang Ping, and his identity is much deeper than you think.

Otherwise, for the past six months, his Tianzhuwei would have caused trouble in the alliance and arrested him in a large manner, and no one would have come out to cure him.

It’s not that it can’t be, but that it’s not dared.

As long as he does not violate the principles of the righteous alliance, he, as the supervisor, is more stable than anyone else.

This time, do you know how many great masters responded to him with his order, and how many martial arts masters came to him?

The Six Prison Demon Marquis wants to survive. Unless he is willing to offer his magical weapons and seek protection from the masters of the Demon Sect, he will be in a disaster this time and the gods will be unable to save them."

Su Wenzheng was shocked for a moment.

When did the Grand Master become so worthless?

...

"Sir, you want to save me!"

In the Evil Prison Sect's mountain gate, which is quite far away from Junzi Pavilion, the Six Prison Demon Marquis holding the divine weapon, the shocked Hongshi Shield, was about to cry without tears.

He never thought that a young man who was let go because he didn't care was so big.

After he heard the news, his head buzzed.
Chapter completed!