Since the Four Monsters of Wuling are predecessors in Wuling academic circles, naturally all the scholars of Wuling need to pay a visit.∽↗∽↗,

Tang Yu was at the end, and although he kowtowed to the ground, he couldn't help but look up at the three people in front of him.

These three people, Chen Yuxiang, a gray-robed scholar, had white faces and no beards. They were tall and looked kind, but they could not tell the difference in age.

Ding Rui, a scholar in the green robe, was born thin, with a pair of eyes that were particularly energetic, and always had a joking smile on his lips. He was not a regular saint disciple at first glance.

Yan Su, a white-robed scholar, is the most handsome and elegant, and is handsome. He is a talented person. He holds a folding fan in his hand. He is really a romantic style of a scholar.

Cao Qing and others knelt down. Chen Yuxiang seemed to have not seen him. He carried his hands on his back. Ding Rui smiled coldly and said, "Cao Zhongyong, Meng Haoran, you are all great disciples of saints. If you don't go to worship Master Wang Shan's Saint Hall, why do you worship such evil deeds like us?"

His voice was sharp and his eyes turned to the sky, with a very obvious irony.

Cao Qing and Meng Zhe blushed and looked very embarrassed.

Meng Zhe gritted his teeth and said, "Today, my Wuling academic circle is in trouble. Three masters can arrive. We are grateful to our descendants. Whether it is the saint school or the evil path, my Wuling academic circle has stood for thousands of years, and we must not lose the inheritance..."

After Meng Zhe finished speaking, he immediately paused his head and burst into tears.

Chen Yuxiang frowned and said, "Meng Haoran, your group of scholars were the best in your qualifications back then. Have you made progress over the years? If my Wuling scholars were just like you, and had a whole life been memorable, what is the meaning of the so-called Wuling inheritance?"

Meng Zhe was stunned, with a look of extreme shame on his face, and said, "The descendants are ashamed. I have wasted my years and failed my master's teachings to me!"

"Hehe! I am ashamed?" Chen Yuxiang sneered. "Why don't you say this to Xue Gui, who is immortal? Just say you are ashamed. I wasted my years and let him let you and the Wuling academic community be together, haha... Wuling academic community has all produced some pedantic nerds. In this situation, is there any reason for the Wuling academic community to fail?"

Meng Zhe was even more ashamed, and Cao Qing, who was beside him, also turned red.

After being ridiculed by Chen Yuxiang, they had nothing to say.

Today's situation in Wuling, the survival of the academic community. If you talk about a thousand things, you will determine the strength of the academic community.

The Wuling academic community has always followed the way of a saint, but Xue Gui, under the guise of a saint envoy, had to say that the Wuling academic community colluded with Western learning to refer to a deer as a horse, leaving the Wuling academic community without the power to fight back.

Now that the three of them so-called heresys of saints appeared, the situation changed quietly. Whether it was the Dongguo family, Ji Sun, Meng Sun family, they all felt afraid. This was undoubtedly a naked humiliation of the so-called saints.

The four monsters in Wuling are all rebellious people, and all the dogmas of the saints are shit in their eyes.

But these four people are also very famous in the Cangqiu Continent.

Three of the four were good at poetry, songs, and they were all taught by saints. The four arts were learned to form a school.

These people are generally not active in the territory of Da Chu. Therefore, the scholars of Da Chu do not know much about them, but they are very famous in the State of Song and Jin.

Originally, the Wuling School had become meat on the chopping board, and the situation was different as soon as these three people appeared.

The strength of Wuling academic community has increased significantly. The key is that the four monsters in Wuling are difficult to deal with. If you want to suppress them with the way of a saint, it will undoubtedly be a shame. Moreover, they act weirdly and often do not follow the common sense and are difficult to deal with.

Xue Gui's face was gloomy and calm, and he said, "Okay, Duke of the Kingdom, Cao Qing, and he also said that the saints had slandered you. Today you have made friends with evil heresies in public, what else do you have to say?"

His arrogance seemed to have risen again. In the subtle situation, the top three families winked at him. With the support of the three families behind him, his confidence was more than before.

Meng Zhe said angrily: "Master Xue, who are you talking about evil heretics? Today, all of us are seniors from the Wuling academic circle. Master Chen, Master Ding, and Master Yan all practice the way of saints. Everyone is a master of the four arts. How can they be evil in Western learning?"

"Is that right? Meng Haoran, you are simply deceiving yourself. There is another person in Wuling. Why don't you say that? Could it be that Xuanyuan Xuefeng of the Dianwangzong is also the way of practicing saints?" Xue Gui sneered.

When he said this, Meng Zhe's face changed.

Cao Qing said: "But Mr. Xuanyuan is today and in the future, how can you say that we have made friends with Mr. Xuanyuan?"

Xue Gui laughed and said, "What a self-deception. Everyone knows the four monsters of Wuling and have close contact with each other. Chen Yuxiang and others have come. Could it be that the old thief Xuanyuan Xuefeng is an exception?"

Dongguo Xuanwu said: "Yes, Elder Xue hit it, Xuanyuan Xuefeng is a complete heresy, and he is the mortal enemy of my saint school. This man is addicted to new learning, accomplices of tigers, and is willing to be a slave to Western Russians. Everyone who forgets the sect can be punished by such people, but the Wuling School actually made friends with these people, which really desecrated the majesty of the saints."

Meng Sun Changhe shook his head and said, "The situation today has been resolved. Alas, the king of kings is confused. It is really regrettable that he provoked people like Xuanyuan Xuefeng..."

Tang Yu was standing by, watching coldly, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

The saint school, three major families, is really amazing.

But how do you deal with the four monsters of Wuling?

Before this, Tang Yu had been exposed to classical arts and art. He was immersed in the books of sages every day, and worked hard to improve his talents.

Today I have just entered the threshold of practice and become a true practitioner.

Once you step into practice, you will no longer be ordinary people, and everything you see is different from what you see.

The so-called romantic scholars, romantic love, and romantic love are just illusions of boredom in their spare time. How can the real world of cultivation be so simple?

Today, Tang Yu has never experienced it since he traveled through time. He was shocked in his heart, but he also wanted to try it out.

So the scene was tense, and other scholars were all nervous, but he was relaxed and watched the development of the situation coldly. If he really wanted to break up in the end, he could just use his cultivation to test his level of cultivation.

It is just in line with the saying that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Tang Yu's personality is not happy to compete with others, but after all, he is young and energetic, and there is still a heroic complex in his bones that is difficult to resolve.

Xue Gui came forward and the situation changed again. This time, the three families no longer had conflicts, but one nostril was angry and began to attack the Wuling academic community at the same time.

"Hey!"

A low and cold snorted.

"Cough, cough!" Then there was a violent coughing sound.

This sound cannot be distinguished where it is, it seems to be in the Hall of Saints, and it seems to be at the entrance of Guinan Middle School.

The monks on the square were all quiet and looked around.

"Xue Gui, Xue Shunzhang, Ji Sunshi's dog is just a dog, and he dares to take chicken feathers as a command arrow?"

"Who is it?"

Xue Gui suddenly turned around, his expression was solemn. He danced with his hands and his fingers jumped, "Dong! Dun! Dun! Dun!".

Without strings, he played the desolate and heroic sound of the piano.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Tang Yu felt that he was instantly in the vast desert.

The flags on the desert are fierce, thousands of warriors are galloping, and in just a few short sounds, they can make people's blood boil.

He couldn't help but feel a stern in his heart, and he looked at Xue Gui with a high profile and arrogant attitude. He turned out that he really had a strong cultivation level under his command.

The sound of the piano is flying around, and the sound is invisible, but it can leave nowhere for the people around you to hide.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In the east direction, three piles of flying dust were instantly lifted.

There are no figures in the dust.

Xue Gui's eyes widened and shouted, "Dare you, Zhu Zi!"

The next moment, his body seemed to be covered by an invisible net, and a ball of flame rose from his head, and he was wrapped in this strange flame.

He struggled desperately, but couldn't escape.

Ji Sunkong and Meng Sun Changhe's faces changed drastically. The two of them took action at the same time. Ji Sun flipped his hands empty and his palms were as dark as ink.

Ji Sun's ink-splashing skills were hooded at the flames.

Meng Sun Changhe jumped in the tip of his pen, like a fine brush, neat and concise, and that strange flame instantly condensed on his pen.

Within a few jumps, Ji Sunkong's ink splash was wiped out.

At this time, Xue Gui was beyond recognition. His silk robe had already turned into ashes, his body was pitch black, and his hair and eyebrows were burned. If Ji Sunkong hadn't swept the flames with a splash of ink, the situation would have been even more miserable.

Several disciples behind him rushed over, which saved him from the embarrassment of exposing himself.

However, such a embarrassment really made him look as a Grand Secretary.

Ji Sunkong, Meng Sun Changhe and Dongguo Xuanwu were also facing a great enemy, and they arranged their descendants behind them. The three of them stood side by side, surrounded by Xue Gui, with a rare solemn expression.

Tang Yu's pupils suddenly closed, and he was shocked inexplicably.

He was 100% sure that Xue Gui was attacked by magic just now.

Only a formal magician can use fire magic and earth magic so seamlessly and extremely powerful.

This kind of magic does not see strong magic fluctuations, but its control and arrangement of elements is wonderful and it is simply unpredictable.

Just as he was confused, a faint black shadow appeared directly above the Saint's Hall.

The black shadow was not like a human figure, but like a bat, covering it in a wide and dark magic robe, revealing only half of the pale face as pale as a dead person.

This man is not tall, hunched, and his whole body is perfectly integrated with the shadow of the Saint's Hall.

If it weren't for his violent coughing, it would be almost impossible to detect his existence.

Everyone looked at this person, but when he saw his hands spread out, like a bat with wings, the figure flashed and "flyed" to the square. By chance, he was standing next to Tang Yu, and the two were less than one foot apart.

"I am Xuanyuan Xuefeng!"

The man in black robe had a hoarse voice, and his eyes swept towards Dongguo Xuanwu and the other three people like a scimitar, saying, "You can clear me, the heresy of the saint!"
Chapter completed!