"This kind of weirdness is a weirdness that truly follows the will of Guixu Sea. After encountering it, you cannot understand its rules. Even the top-level strong people will die in their hands. There is another type, which is that they contain spiritual wisdom, their own wisdom is not damn, their spiritual wisdom is sound, and their memory is revived. They can maintain their spirituality immortal. This kind of weird spirits has their own preferences. Although they also follow the rules in the dark, their independent ability is higher than weird. Although they rely on Guixu, they do not need to follow Guixu's will, but become weird spirits. The premise is to be accompanied by strange buildings. For example, I am connected to the academy."

The master said with a smile.

When Zhuang Buzhou heard this, he was also surprised.

You should know that this kind of thing has not been recorded in the "Hundred Questions of Practice". Obviously, it is some secrets that are related to deeper secrets. They are only circulated among some spirit masters who have reached a certain level.

The strange spirit can maintain its own spirituality, memory, and even resist Guixu's will. This is simply beyond the scope of strangeness.

The strange spirit is immortal and leans on Guixu. Isn’t this an alternative immortal?

In this way, the red moon in the Red Mansion should be considered a weird spirit.

Weirdness is immortal, immortality means immortality, at least, it can be regarded as an alternative immortal. They will lose the shackles of life, obtain nearly eternal life, and time will become meaningless. However, this kind of immortality obviously has shortcomings and hidden dangers.

If they are integrated with strange buildings, they will exist on their own. If strange buildings are destroyed, then they will lose their blessings.

The weird buildings are like a shelter to them.

These thoughts soon flashed through Zhuang Buzhou's mind.

"Teacher, my third question is what are the students in this academy, are they humans or ghosts, are they alive or dead."

Zhuang Buzhou asked again.

The biggest curiosity now is the academy itself.

As expected, the academy is a strange building, which is extraordinary, and what kind of existence those students are worth pondering.

"Someone, some ********** said with a smile: "In the Baisha River, dead and fallen creatures all have the opportunity to enter Baisha Academy. At the Baisha Academy ruins, if someone goes to mourn or visit, they may enter the academy. Some people think that Baisha Academy may also enter the academy. The academy is a place to teach people. If they leave, it will be like a dream of yellow beams, but they can get some luck."

As he said, academy is a place for reading and studying.

Even if it turns into a strange building, the foundation of this academy has not changed.

"Thank you, Master, for answering your questions."

Zhuang Buzhou bowed and bowed.

"You are a spiritual master in the realm, but when you enter my academy, we will give you a gift for you. Let's give these to you." The Master looked at Zhuang Buzhou meaningfully, and waved his hand and immediately saw the four treasures of the study appear in front of him.

There are all kinds of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Moreover, they are not ordinary things, they are all cursed relics. Obviously, they are all left by scholars.

Putting it outside, for many scholars, anything can make themselves a spiritual master and embark on the path of Confucianism and Taoism. Its value is extraordinary and enough to attract people to follow it.

"Thank you for your gift."

When Zhuang Buzhou saw it, his eyes lit up, but he did not refuse. He reached out and took it, and in a blink of an eye he was sent to the other shore.

What falls into your pocket is your own.

"The road of the Spirit Master in the Realm is not easy to walk. In front of the strange thing, you are the lights in the dark. Be careful."

The Master said calmly: "Okay, I've asked the question, I'll give you a good fortune this time. It will be good for you to experience it well."

"Dare you ask Master, why is the fortune?"

Zhuang Buzhou asked curiously.

"Look at that well."

The Master stood up and pointed to an ancient well in the courtyard. The wellhead was cast with blue rock, which conveyed the traces of time in its smoothness.

"Is this well any different?"

After hearing this, Zhuang Buzhou turned around and walked over and observed it by the well. He found that the well water in the well was an ordinary well water, not a spiritual spring.

"Haha, you can't see it outside, you have to go in before you know." The Master smiled and came to Zhuang Buzhou, put one hand on his shoulder, and suddenly a force was spit out. Zhuang Buzhou felt a huge force coming from behind him and pushed himself down into the well.

"What's going on? I clearly didn't feel any malice danger. Why did Master harm me?"

A thought flashed through Zhuang Buzhou's mind, but he would deny it the next moment.

There is no malice from the Master. That special peace and nature cannot be pretended, and it comes from the fullness of knowledge. However, why did the Master do this and what is the purpose of pushing him down the well?

Obviously no one can answer the questions in his heart.

I only saw that after Zhuang Buzhou fell into the well, he disappeared the next second, and there was no ripple in the well.

"Hmph, I'll let you steal my yellow rice and move my golden house away. I'm so angry."

The Master blew his beard and stared at the well. He only saw lifelike scenes appearing on the water surface of the well.

.............

Bang!!

Above a grass, a figure appeared out of thin air, dancing in the air due to weight loss, trying hard to maintain balance, but in the end, it still hit the ground firmly. That feeling made people feel like the internal organs were completely dislocated.

“Where is this?”

Zhuang Buzhou got up from the ground and looked around in surprise.

The sun was hanging high above my head, the wind was bright and the sky was clear. At first glance, it was really a beautiful scenery of early spring.

"Ginkgo, hurry up, we're here. Baisha Academy is on the mountain. The Master in the academy is a famous and knowledgeable scholar. I don't know how many people want to join him. This time, I finally got my father's consent and allowed me to study in the academy. I must not let my father down. Who said that a woman without talent is virtue."

At the foot of the mountain, on a road, you can see two figures walking over happily.

The first one was a scholar wearing a white lace, a scholar's hat, and a delicate and delicate spirit on his body. Behind him was a petite and thin book boy. He was carrying a bag and chatting while walking towards the mountain.

During this process, I seemed very excited.

"Miss, please wait. We are going to study, not to take the exam. There is no need to be so anxious." The book boy complained while wiping his sweat.

"Ginkgo, why did you tell you before you came out? You should call me a young master. If you miss it, that young master will not spare you. Be careful of your ingot." The scholar stretched out his finger, pointed the Shutong's forehead, and warned.

"I understand, my son."

"Oh, that's right."

The two continued to move forward with laughter.

"Woman dressed in a man, Baisha Academy. Where did the Master send me to? Traveling through time and space? This should be impossible. Reversing time and space is not something that ordinary people can do. Is this a dream or an illusion?" Zhuang Buzhou's mind quickly turned his mind.

It is absolutely impossible to travel through time and space. It has a time and space gourd, and is quite sensitive to the sensitivity of time and space. If you really travel through time and space, it is absolutely impossible to have no feelings. Therefore, it is either a dream, an illusion, or another situation.

"Brother."

Zhuang Buzhou looked at the master and servant who were walking over and went forward and greeted.

However, the two of them were unaware of it, and seemed to be unable to see anyone in front of them, nor could they hear any sound, and they just passed through him so easily.

"I am not illusory, but they are illusory, or this is just a retrospective of the past. I do not interfere with each other, cannot meet or communicate, can only watch, like an outsider." A thought flashed through Zhuang Buzhou's heart.

If you have some enlightenment.

"This is the legend that happened in Baisha Academy back then." Zhuang Buzhou also recalled some vague legends about Baisha Academy in Liuxian Town. Although it was just a few words, it was obvious that the inside story was not simple.

"It's interesting. Let's take a look first. The Master asked me to see this past, and that must have a deep meaning."

Zhuang Buzhou thought to himself.

Since you can't go out now and cannot participate in it, then continuing to watch is the only choice. Moreover, there may not be really no opportunity here. He feels that this past should be related to the roots of Baisha Academy and involves a past event.

Watching the two girls walk up the mountain and head to Baisha Academy. When Zhuang Buzhou was about to follow him, suddenly, someone came to the foot of the mountain.

Looking closely, this time, a rich man came here, carrying a carriage, with his followers accompanying him.

Wow!!

The coachman grabbed the horse and stopped the carriage.

The curtain was lifted up in the car, and suddenly, a rich young man in gorgeous clothes walked down. He was dressed in fine clothes, and the jade on his waist could also be seen, not ordinary. He looked so handsome, and he was a handsome young man and a husband in the eyes of many young girls.

"Young Master, we are here. This is Baisha Academy. According to reliable information, your fiancée, Miss Zhu, went to Baisha Academy. After entering, we will definitely see her. At that time, you Jinseqinhe will definitely achieve a story of a talented man and a beautiful woman, which will envy others."

A servant dressed as a book boy next to him spoke.

"Haha, the mouth of your teapot is really likeable. Well said that, this time I come here, I want to have a stunning love with Red Fish, which will be passed down through the ages, and in the future, it can also be envied and admired by future generations."

The rich young man said with a smile: "Come on, carry the things up."

"Yes, Mr. Ma."

The followers around him agreed.

"Let's go up the mountain. Baisha Academy, I, Ma Bowen, are here."

When Mr. Ma closed the folding fan in his hand, he took the lead and walked towards Baisha Academy.
Chapter completed!