"Master, this person..."

Wang Ao rushed from the study to the yard, but saw Master Lu alone in the yard, staring at the distance without saying a word.

In his memory, even if we look at the State of Chu, there are probably few practitioners who can resolve Master Lu’s calligraphy so easily. How amazing is this person’s cultivation?

"I am a formal magician, from Daqin!" Lu Shouxun said with a serious expression.

The Great Zhou Five Kingdoms, Qin is the most special.

Because Qin is close to the western border and has the most open mind, the only country in the Great Zhou Dynasty that can openly practice magic is Qin.

The Qin State's magic technology is so advanced that it is far superior to other countries.

With the development of magic technology, Qin's national strength has increased day by day, posing a great threat to other countries. Therefore, the other four countries are afraid of Qin and Qin. If it were not for the strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it would be possible that the five eastern countries would have been in chaos.

"A formal magician, even the Great Qin Dynasty, is rare!" Wang Ao said coldly.

Lu Shouxun did not answer his question head-on, but said: "The other party just used the 'Projection Technique'. The person who used this technique was far away, just a phantom appeared here. He did not dare to face me head-on, which means that his cultivation level was not necessarily higher than mine.

Of course, it is also possible that his cultivation is extremely high, but he has another purpose..."

After Lu Shouxun finished speaking, he slowly walked back to the house.

"Have the things been packed?"

Wang Ao said respectfully: "It's still not enough..."

"I won't take it for the time being! I won't go back this winter! I'll live in this yard, let Shouren come back tomorrow. This place is quiet and a good place for practice..." Lu Shouxun said lightly.

He paused and said, "Send someone to go back to Chudu and tell the Dongguo family that he would not stay in Wuling and would not go back to Chudu for the time being..."

Wang Ao was shocked and looked confused. He didn't know why his master suddenly made such a decision.

Lu Shouxun did not give him a chance to ask questions. He said lightly: "It's not too early, and you need to get up at the Mao hour tomorrow to practice calligraphy... Also, if you have some time, you can climb the door of Tang Xianjue. His chess way is right between you and you, you are good opponents..."

Lu Shouxun floated away and returned to his room, his brows slowly frowned.

He said to himself: "According to investigation, Tang Xianjue is a genius of the Qin Dynasty. Qin people appeared again today... Hehe, it's probably not accidental..."

...

early morning.

As soon as Tang Yu got up, he heard Su Bo’s message that Dong Guonan was dead.

He hardly believed in his ears.

"Die? How did you die?"

Su Yong went away but shook his head and said, "I don't know the details. But this morning, a pitch-black coffin was placed outside the prefect's office in Wuling City. All the saints were left behind. The crowds of people surrounded there. The old slave approached and looked at it. The dead in the coffin must be Dong Guonan."

Tang Yu was speechless. However, he was secretly shocked in his heart.

Although Dong Guonan's death was a great pleasure for him.

If Tang Yu had the opportunity to destroy Dong Guonan, he would never hesitate.

But he never expected that such a Jie Yuan, who was born in a powerful family like the Dongguo family, would die so suddenly.

This shows that in the Cangqiu Continent, life is actually very worthless, and life and death are the norm.

Even scholars from the powerful family cannot rely on the protection of the powerful family. They can rest assured.

Dong Guonan is like this, what about Tang Yu himself?

As soon as he thought of this, he felt awe in his heart and suddenly felt that the so-called power or fame of reality are all empty.

Only strength is the foundation.

If you don't want to die, you can only have the strength of a strong man. Besides, everything is nothing...

"Good death! What a pity..." Tang Yu shook his head gently. He entered the study room, focused his pen and wrote it freely on the rice paper:

"You should be a great man!" five words.

He stopped writing the next sentence because his mood was these five words...

If he doesn't want to die, there is no saying that death is also a ghost hero!

After writing the five words, he let out a long sigh, but Su Yong quietly entered the door:

"Young Master, Mi Yue, Lord Cao, Lord Meng are here to visit..."

"Well……"

Tang Yu was stunned, immediately put the pen in his hand and said, "Hurry, please enter the living room!"

Tang Yu quickly tidied up his clothes and hurriedly walked into the living room.

Mi Yue, Cao Qing, Meng Zhe, Tao Yi and others were all here in the living room, and Su Yuqiao, Ding Ru, and Su Qingliu of the Su family were also there.

The living room was very noisy, but it was talking about the death of Dong Guonan.

Cao Qing's voice was very loud, saying, "When Dong Guo Nan is dead, the Dong Guo family must repent for the anger of our Wuling academic circle. Fortunately, Master Mi lives in Wuling, but he can prove my Wuling academic circle. We have no chance to kill Dong Guo Ziyi!"

Mi Yue smiled and said, "Cao Zhongyong, you don't need to beat around the bush. There are rumors outside that I killed Dong Guonan. Hehe, if the Dong Guo family really wants to count this matter on my head, I can do nothing about it..."

He waved his hand and said, "Okay, there is no need to discuss this here, it's time to wake up!"

Tang Yu entered the living room, and started from Mi Yue, and was filled with joy in his heart.

When he met Tao Yi, Tao Yi smiled and said, "Look first, why do you think so many of us adults come?"

Tang Yu shook his head slightly and said, "But the students don't know, I hope you all know clearly..."

"Haha!" Mi Yue smiled faintly and said, "You don't need to be so reserved. Last time, Master Meng asked you, I hope you can give me some advice on the prophet's chess skills. I heard from Master Meng that your chess skills are inherited from the inheritance of Danqiusheng of Qin and have never been easily passed on to others.

If you want to be a successor, you need to perform the etiquette of a master and a disciple. Haha, I am not a pedantic person.

Today I made a special trip to bring Ding Ru and the Prophet came here, and I came to officially get to be a disciple..."

"ah?"

Tang Yu was shocked, stared at Mi Yue, and said, "Did you guys come for the matter of Dongguo Jieyuan?"

"Ha ha!"

Mi Yue laughed and said, "Dongguo Jieyuan? What kind of identity is he? He can invite me?"

"What's more, Dongguo Jieyuan's fate was not good, but he died unexpectedly. Haha... What's the pity for such disdain for the scholar?"

Tang Yu frowned secretly. Mi Yue belittled Dong Guonan, but was giving to her face. After seeing Mi Yue's methods, Tang Yu was already quite afraid of this person's scheming.

But at this time there were so many people in the hall. How could he speak?

He could only turn his head and look at Su Yuqiao and said, "Master Su, you were my teacher, but it is very inappropriate to turn back and worship me as your teacher. Speaking of chess, since you have become a disciple of Master Mi, why do you need to seek fish in this way?"

Su Yuqiao's face turned slightly pale. Seeing that his expression was much haggard than before, it seemed that he was under Mi Yue's disciple and his life was not going smoothly.

When Tang Yu asked in person, Su Yuqiao stood up and slowly lowered his head, but his inner feelings were already extremely complicated.

She used to be the number one talented man in Wuling. How confident and proud she was at that time?

However, today, she had to lower her head and go to worship Tang Yu as her teacher. How could she express her feelings in words?

But in the end, she bowed down and gave a disciple's tribute to Tang Yu, saying, "Teacher Tang, I am willing to worship you as my teacher, and I will follow you to learn the chess skills from now on..."

"Please give a teacher's ceremony!"

Tao Yi shouted from the side.

Su Yuqiao immediately followed the rules of the Saint School and performed the ceremony of three bows and nine bows.

Then he served the wine of apprenticeship and brought a glass of wine to Su Yuqiao in person, but Tang Yu did not reach out and said, "Prophet Su, are you really determined?"

Su Yuqiao raised his head and nodded seriously.

Tang Yu then took the wine. He drank the wine in the glass, then sat proudly on the seat and said, "Since I drank your wine, I will naturally be your master. From tomorrow on, you no longer need to go to Wuyi Lane, and you will naturally leave other sects. You must remember that now you are a disciple of the chess Taoist sect in Danqiu..."

"ah……"

Su Yuqiao suddenly looked up and exclaimed, and the people around him were all stunned. They looked at each other.

Tang Yu said this, which was equivalent to letting Su Yuqiao break away from Mi Yue's disciple and truly become his disciple.

Isn't this ridiculous?

Master Meng frowned slightly and was about to get up immediately, but Cao Qing pulled his sleeves and couldn't stand up.

"Cough, cough!" Mi Yue coughed twice, his face red and green, and he was very embarrassed. After a long time, he said, "That...was the first sight..."

Tang Yu quickly stood up, bowed respectfully to Mi Yue, and said, "Master Mi, you just say it's okay? Is there anything wrong with the disciple doing?"

"Well……"

Mi Yue was speechless immediately, and his whole body was stuck in his throat and couldn't speak.

How could he let Su Yuqiao get out of his subordinates?

But Tang Yu's words made him irrefutable. According to the rules of the sect, this was the case.

Since you have worshipped a new master, then the former master will naturally leave the master. Otherwise, how could one disciple serve several masters at the same time?

Ding Rudao on the side: "Before conscious, this is absolutely inappropriate! Master Mi is generous and asks the prophet to take you as his teacher. Why do you want the prophet to escape from Master Mi's sect? Isn't this..."

Tang Yu frowned, slapped his head and said, "Oh, it turns out that I was wrong, that's okay. Just pretend that I didn't drink this glass of wine just now. Today's apprenticeship is just a joke. I have already stated it earlier. This matter is still a big mistake after all, hey...

I am also limited to the rules of my master, but I am a little bit sticking to the rules..."

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he immediately bowed and said, "Sir, I'm sorry to you all..."

"This... how can this be done?" Meng Zhe said angrily, pointing to Tang Yu angrily: "The matter of apprenticeship is a serious act related to the saint's path. Since apprenticeship, how can it be said to be joked or joked? Even drinking wine for apprenticeship, isn't that a joke?

If such a thing is spread, how should the prophet stand under the saints?"

Tang Yu looked confused and helpless, and said weakly: "Then...what should I do? Alas..."

A long sigh was really worrying on my face, but joy in my heart.

[The fourth update is over. Are there any monthly tickets today? It seems that the monthly tickets will be 1,000-8 soon!!! Come on!!!] (To be continued.)
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