Gujing Private School!

The Epidemic Lord looked at Mr. Gujing and his students coldly!

"Read with me, Tao can be told, it is extraordinary Tao, it is very famous, it is very famous..." said the Epidemic Lord in a deep voice.

"Ah?" Mr. Gujing looked confused.

"Didn't you hear what the Epidemic Lord said? Nian!" A man in purple robe shouted behind him.

"Oh, okay, read, read! Everyone read together..." Mr. Gujing was immediately panicked.

"The Tao can be told, it is very Tao! The name can be called, it is very famous!…………! Mr. Gujing and a group of students started to recite it.

Of course, when I was chanting, the students' eyes were full of fear, and Mr. Gujing also felt that it was not very good. This group of people seemed not friendly.

I am also planning to apply for some funds from Yangzhu Academy to repair the Ancient Well Private School. How about now...!

"Did you read it? Open your mouth!" A man in purple slapped a child.

"Ah! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!" The little boy was immediately pulled to the ground and started crying.

"June Epidemic, June Epidemic, he is just a child, just...!" Mr. Gujing said anxiously.

"It's just what? Didn't you understand the order of the Epidemic Lord?" The man in purple who beat the child said coldly.

"I, I, okay, okay, I'll let him read!" Mr. Gujing was immediately frightened.

These children didn't understand, and Mr. Gujing's wife stood aside tremblingly, but Mr. Gujing knew that this was the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall in Yangzhu Academy, and he killed people without blinking. Back then, in Yangzhu Academy, Mr. Gujing could not stand up to ordinary law enforcement team members. Now, Mr. Gujing is leading the team himself, so Mr. Gujing dare not disobey at all.

Suddenly, Mr. Gujing comforted the child and made him recite the Tao Te Ching cry.

Fear is easily contagious, Mr. Gujing is trembling, and a group of children are also scared to cry, surrounded by a group of people in purple, reciting the Tao Te Ching.

The evicting man stood in the yard, watching the reciting of the group of people, his face turned gloomy.

"Your Masahi, it seems that there is no thoughtful atmosphere. Including this private school teacher, he has studied so hard that he has not even condensed his moral energy?" A man in purple said curiously.

The man in purple saw the doubt, and the Epidemic Lord naturally saw it even more.

"A bunch of waste?" Qi Jun frowned.

"Mr. Epidemics have already found out that this remote place is poor and there are no scholars. There used to be a scholar who studied Confucianism. I heard that his thoughts were abolished in the Jixia Academy of Qi State, and then there were no more in recent years. So I arranged this private school to be responsible for preaching the Great Way of Yang Zhu. Unfortunately, this private school teacher is also a fool, and he doesn't even have moral spirit!" Another man in purple stepped forward and said.

"Aren't they killed the Plague Lord?" The man in purple frowned.

"The Peace Lord was seriously injured by Bian Que, and his life was hanging on the line. He should not need someone too strong to kill him. That person understands Taoist thoughts and has the aura of thought? He doesn't need to be too strong, he just needs to have a little!" The Epidemic Lord said in a deep voice.

"But no one understands Taoist ideas elsewhere!"

"This group of people can only recite books to death, but they have no thoughts?"

A group of men in purple were worried.

Mr. Gujing and a group of students were like fish under a knife, and they were allowed to be dealt with.

"It may not be without the aura of thought, maybe it was deliberately concealed?" Xian Jun narrowed his eyes.

"Ah?" The men in purple looked moved.

"The death of the verbal king must go back and give the palace master an explanation. I think the verbal king was severely injured by Bian Que and died at the hands of the Gujing Private School!" The verbal king said lightly.

"No, no, we don't know what kind of plague king, we don't know!" Mr. Gujing suddenly exclaimed.

The law enforcement team often kills good people and makes achievements! Mr. Gujing knew it. Even if he knew it before, who dared to say it? That was the law enforcement team. Aren’t you afraid of death?

But now, this group of law enforcement teams are going to kill themselves as a credit?

The Epidemic Lord looked at Mr. Gujing and said with a calm expression: "If you want to blame, you blame the verbal Lord for your death in the concealed land! God's will, no one can blame you. Your death is also the will of heaven! Kill!"

"No, no!" Mr. Gujing exclaimed: "Run, you guys run!"

At this moment of death, Mr. Gujing, for some reason, actually called on the students to escape quickly.

But the students were already scared and cried, and they could not hear Mr. Gujing's shouting.

"Squeeze!"

Just as a group of men in purple pulled out their swords and were about to take action, a burst of laughter came from outside the Gujing Private School.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, this is the personal disciple of Yang Zhu Academy? What a personal disciple. Kill Liang and take credit for it, and he did it really neatly! Is this taught by the Saint Yang Zhu?" A loud laugh interrupted the attack of Qi Jun and others.

"Who?" A group of men in purple turned their heads and looked.

But he saw that outside the gate of Gujing Private School, Hui Shi was standing there with a group of men in white, looking at Epidemic Lord with a sneer.

"I am the famous artist Hui Shi, who has witnessed a good show for Yang Zhu's disciples. These innocent private schools in the mountain village are the real murderers you are pursuing? Hahahaha!" Hui Shi laughed.

Hui Shi has also seen too many life and death, but when he saw a group of Yang Zhu disciples turn black and white, he couldn't help it. Besides, a large number of famous disciples followed him, he turned a deaf ear today. How would other famous people think of him in the future? The leaders of famous masters also value fame.

"Hmph, I, Yang Zhu Academy, do things, how dare you make trouble?"

"A famous scholar? A small school that cannot be small also wants to guide us in doing things?"

"Don't get out of here!"

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A group of men in purple immediately shouted.

Only the evicting Jun narrowed his eyes: "You can't let them go!"

"What?" everyone said in confusion.

"Although famous scholars are primary schools, many of them can reach the Heavenly Hall in various countries. The advantage of famous scholars lies in their eloquence. They have a certain right to speak. If they leave this time, they will definitely 'slander' my Yangzhu Academy Palace, so they cannot stay!" said the Epidemic Lord coldly.

The Epidemic Lord was also extremely straightforward. He drew out his long sword in an instant and a sword light slashed towards Hui Shi.

"Be careful, Huizi!" The faces of the famous disciples changed.

"boom!"

Suddenly, two famous disciples took action and barely blocked the sword that slashed Xiang Huishi. However, a group of men in purple came over instantly.

For a moment, countless sword lights enveloped the Gujing Private School.

"June of Epidemics! Your actions only represent yourself. Do you want to drag Yang Zhu Academy into the public opinion of the world together?" Hui Shi stopped shouting.

"If you die, no one will know!" Xian Jun said coldly.

"boom!"

The famous disciples and the law enforcement team of Yang Zhu Academy immediately started a war.

Although Hui Shi is the leader of a famous scholar, the famous scholars are not dazzling in the world. Otherwise, when the Wei Jun killed many famous disciples, why were the famous disciples helpless? I heard that the Wei Jun was seriously injured and dared to beat the dog in the water?

Seeing that the disciples of famous masters were severely injured, Hui Shi's face suddenly darkened and he took a step forward.

"The greatest is not outside, it is called a big one; the lowest is not inside, it is called a small one!" Huisch shouted immediately.

After a while, a white light emerged from behind Hui Shi, and the white light rushed into the sky, and then suddenly fell into the earth. He saw the earth tremble suddenly.

"boom!"

Suddenly, countless thorns appeared on the ground, rushing towards all the men in purple.

The sudden ground thorn was extremely hard, as if it had pierced all the men in purple in an instant.

Famous scholars are known for their eloquence in the world, while eloquence lies in their flexible minds and on-the-spot responses. Unlike Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism, and Law, they are about elaborating or formulating rules of heaven and earth.

Therefore, the achievements of famous scholars lie in individuals. They do not have much powerful theoretical support and cannot condense the great way like Confucianism and Taoism, and their natural power is not obvious.

No matter how famous masters are not revealed, Hui Shi is also the leader of famous masters. At this moment, his thoughts and understanding instantly condensed the beam of famous masters and triggered a force of heaven and earth.

The power of the famous master's great way entered the ground, and a group of ground thorns were formed instantly, which wanted to penetrate the purple-clad men.

"ah!"

The men in purple immediately avoided and suffered a disaster. They were thorny and flew in the sky.

However, countless thorns of wind blades emerged from the void, rushing straight to everyone.

For a moment, the ground thorns and wind blades were like endless rain of arrows, wrapping up all the men in purple.

"No!" All the men in purple screamed in horror.

These countless sharp thorns are like the eloquence of famous masters. Every sentence is like a knife, every word is like an arrow, there is nowhere to escape from the sky and the ground, and it is about to be stabbed by countless grounds, and the wind blade is shot into a sieve.

The people in purple are about to be wiped out.

But I saw the Epidemic Lord tearing up a piece of calligraphy.

As soon as the calligraphy was torn, a huge sound suddenly came from the void.

"In ancient times, people who lost a little benefit to the world would not give it to you! All the people in the world would not take it. If everyone does not lose a little, everyone will not benefit the world, and the world will be governed!"

As soon as the sound came out, purple air was overwhelming. This atmosphere was many times stronger than the white light coming out behind Hui Shi.

The purple air swept across the world, and suddenly, all the ground thorns and the wind blades were paused. No, everything wherever the purple air went, was frozen.

"Yang Zhu Fayan?" Hui Shi exclaimed.

After Hui Shi's scream, Hui Shi suddenly stopped moving.

The void seemed to be frozen, and only the Epidemic Lord was able to move slightly while grasping the post.

"Yes, the calligraphy of the Saint Yang Zhu contains the words of the Saint Yang Zhu. Have you seen it? This is the theory of the great Tao! Famous masters? What can a group of people who speak so quickly? Famous masters? Hahaha, the leader of the famous masters, hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous, in front of me, the Saint Yang Zhu, are not as good as a calligraphy of one!" The Epidemic Lord sneered.

Everything around was frozen, and only everyone could move their eyes, struggling one by one, but no one could struggle in the purple air.

The Epidemic Lord sneered: "Don't struggle anymore. This is Yang Zhu's calligraphy. The one sealed inside is Yang Zhu's calligraphy. What a pity, this calligraphy is wasted on you. This is one of the few calligraphy works given to us by the Law Enforcement Hall by the Saint Yang Zhu! Damn it!"
To be continued...