Over the next week or so, Qin Xuan finally lived a peaceful college life.
In class, after class, in the dormitory, in the Internet cafe... it seems like he has returned to the university in his previous life. Since Yun Wenze's incident, Yang Ming has also restrained himself a lot. During this week, they did not go out to play, but honestly
around campus.
"Oh no, Third Brother, you've gone too far by destroying five pieces!" In the Internet cafe, Yang Ming held a piece of China in his mouth and said with admiration on his face.
Even Emperor Huang Wen and Yang Ming couldn't help but admire him. They looked at the word "victory" on the computer.
In this wave of team battle, the four of them acted impulsively and wiped out the team, but Qin Xuan suddenly appeared and reversed the victory. After five kills, the crystal exploded.
Qin Xuan smiled and said, "How about I hang up in the next game?"
"No, no, no, third brother, I'm still pointing to ten consecutive victories!" Yang Ming waved his hand quickly.
Qin Xuan checked the time and saw that it was still early. At the suggestion of Yang Ming and others, he started the next round... Then, Qin Xuan's cell phone rang.
After seeing the caller's phone number, Qin Xuan was slightly startled.
"Is something wrong?" Qin Xuan answered the phone and asked lightly.
"I'm in Jinling, we have something to talk about!" There was just a voice on the phone.
Qin Xuan looked at the game that had already started and said casually: "It's a game, wait for me!"
Then, he hung up the phone.
In a top teahouse in Jinling, Ning Ziyang hung up the phone with an almost stiff expression.
Are you a dignified Qingdi playing games?
Ning Ziyang sighed deeply, poured a cup of tea, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"But it's okay, this looks like Qin Xuan, who is less than twenty, rather than Qing Emperor!"
I'm afraid that in the whole of China, only the Qing Emperor dared to wait for his invitation from Zhenwu Tianjun on the pretext of playing a game.
The game ended quickly, and there was no pressure on Qin Xuan.
Afterwards, Qin Xuan walked out of the Internet cafe with Yang Ming and the others looking at him with disappointment.
Not long after, Qin Xuan pushed open the door and walked into the room where Ning Ziyang was.
"Why did you come to Jinling?" Qin Xuan asked lightly, without pouring tea, just a glass of water.
"Jinling Martial Arts Academy has been established, and it's time to assess the teachers." Ning Ziyang sighed, he was a mighty Zhenwu Tianjun, and now he actually has to be the interviewer. However, the Martial Arts Academy involves a lot, and many of the teachers are masters, and even have innate talents.
The Protector General and the Protectorate did not dare to send anyone else out.
Not only him, but Tong Yuer and Xu Ming were also sent out.
"So, you still want to talk to me about the martial arts academy?" Qin Xuan frowned slightly, "I already told you, I'm not interested!"
He directly blocked Ning Ziyang's mouth, causing Ning Ziyang to almost choke on the tea.
"Of course not!" Ning Ziyang replied slightly depressed. The matter of the Martial Arts Academy was indeed one of the main things he wanted to discuss with Qin Xuan, but now it seemed that there was little hope.
"Then what else is there? If nothing happens, I'll go play games with my roommate!" Qin Xuan played with the teacup, took a sip of hot water and said calmly.
"..."
Ning Ziyang felt depressed again, and then his face became a little solemn, "What I want to ask is, was it you who killed the Medusa of God Killer?"
The Protectorate has always paid attention to international developments, and the death of the God-Slayer Medusa, as well as the recent battle between Pluto, the third-ranked God-Slayer, and the first Knight of the Round Table of the Holy See of Light, shook the whole world.
Ning Ziyang also just learned that not long ago, the cause of that shocking battle was actually because of Qin Xuan, the Qing Emperor in front of him.
The Holy See of Light asked God Killer to go to China to assassinate the Qing Emperor, but he died in China. No one said that he was killed by the Green Emperor, but God Killer came to the Holy See of Light because of wrong intelligence, and even angered the First Round Table.
Only knights can fight like this.
Only Ning Ziyang understood that the Protectorate had not done anything to kill the gods.
The only fact is that he was probably killed by Qin Xuan.
A world-destroying level existence! That is equivalent to an earthly immortal! It is equivalent to an earthly immortal, an existence that even Ning Ziyang wants to look up to.
"You mean that foreign woman with green hair?" Qin Xuan paused with his fingers, and then said: "After I finished practicing outside Lei Jiao Mountain, she wanted to kill me, so I killed her!"
Qin Xuan frowned and looked at Ning Ziyang indifferently, "Why, she wants to kill me, is there any problem for me to kill her?"
"..."
This time, Ning Ziyang really choked on his tea, and he looked at Qin Xuan with an almost dull look on his face.
Killed easily?
A world-destroying level, equivalent to an existence of an earthly immortal, Shun... Shunsu?
For several minutes, the Zhenwu Tianjun almost maintained this posture.
"Did you really kill him?" Ning Ziyang came to his senses, stood up suddenly, and looked at Qin Xuan with a solemn face.
"Yeah!" Qin Xuan nodded.
Ning Ziyang was once again sluggish, but this time he reacted quickly.
With an almost turbulent heart, he slowly sat down, the bitterness on his face almost turning into a river.
"Then shall I call you senior now?"
Even the Earth Immortal can be killed. Do you still need to question Qin Xuan's strength?
Ning Ziyang couldn't believe that the other party was already an Earth Immortal, but in fact, Qin Xuan's words were still echoing in his ears.
"You can just call me Qin Xuan, no etiquette required!" Qin Xuan said lightly, "You are very fast, too."
Qin Xuan smiled and said calmly: "Although fire can gather the sun, but although the shape is similar, it has no meaning of yang. If you can understand the meaning of yang, you can become the earthly immortal in your mouth."
Ning Ziyang was shocked. If he said it before, he still didn't want to believe it, but now that Qin Xuan explained his dilemma, he finally understood that the other party may have already crossed the realm that had troubled him for decades.
.
"Then what do you think I should do?" Ning Ziyang couldn't help but ask.
Qin Xuan smiled and slowly said the eight characters, "The sun rises in the east, day and night rotate!"
His words convey the meaning of the four kinds of yang: the sun rises and all things are refreshed, the morning glow spreads in the east, the yin and yang change day and night, and shine in the sky.
Ning Ziyang suddenly became silent, and the pupils in his eyes were blurry.
He seemed to be immersed in the eight characters Qin Xuan said. Qin Xuan smiled and did not bother him. These four kinds of yang meaning are the simplest. You can get changes by observing the phenomena of heaven and earth. He simply told Ning Ziyang together. As for
Which one Ning Ziyang will understand has nothing to do with him.
After all, this was just a whim on his part.
It was not until dark, when the teahouse was about to close, that a waiter gently knocked on the door, waking Ning Ziyang up.
When Ning Ziyang woke up, his face could not help but be filled with shock. His eyes were as bright as the blazing sun, disappearing in an instant.
He looked at Qin Xuan who had disappeared from his seat, but there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
Afterwards, Ning Ziyang left quietly. In the following week, he invited Qin Xuan to the teahouse almost every day, and asked if he had any questions.
Until the ninth day, Qin Xuan sat leisurely in the teahouse, looking at the state of enlightenment, looking at the rising sun in the distance, Ning Ziyang, and smiled lightly.
He was calm and didn't care about those few words to explain Ning Ziyang's confusion.