The girl searched all the way and finally left the boundaries of Longbei County.
The old demon of blood shadow followed her secretly.
The girl searched for a long time along the way. After many days, she found the Fengzhou area of Tianyu County, which is thousands of miles away from Longbei County.
Here, I saw several continuous mountain peaks that seemed to have been flattened.
You can vaguely see people coming and going nearby, cleaning up.
Among them, there seemed to be spies from the Dongtang Dark Pavilion.
Shen Herong and the Blood Shadow Old Demon each inquired about the information and learned that top masters had fought here.
Both sides are great Confucians of high realm.
There are even rumors that one of them is Hong Xiao, the top Confucian master in the Eastern Tang Dynasty and the dean of Baima Academy.
The girl's appearance, Shen Herong, remained calm and left quietly.
The old demon of blood shadow also followed up again.
The two of them started to circle around the land of Eastern Tang Dynasty, one behind the other.
Or should I say, the person they were looking for had been wandering around the land of Eastern Tang Dynasty before.
After searching, Shen Herong and the Blood Shadow Old Demon discovered that besides themselves, there were others who were looking for the same person.
The person who fought against Hong Xiao before.
At first, people from White Horse Academy were searching with them.
Later, the students from White Horse Academy made a fuss, alarming the Eastern Tang Dynasty.
Dongtang Ange also sent people to search.
In the end, Shen Herong and the Blood Shadow Old Demon even discovered the Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple.
With so many people looking for him together, Shen Herong was not in a hurry and quietly waited for news from Dongtang and Baima.
So the old demon of blood shadow waited with her.
But the behavior of this "little girl" made the old demon Xueying even more suspicious.
It was he who personally brought this girl back to Chang'an.
But at this moment, the old demon of blood shadow felt that he could not figure out what this girl, who was not even a fraction of his age, was up to.
So many people worked together to find something, and something was quickly harvested.
To be more precise, it would be better to say that the other party did not think about hiding at all, but did not care about the possibility of someone looking for him, and just went about his own business.
So, everyone found him in a ruined temple in the mountains.
A scholar in blue.
He looks about thirty years old, with a handsome face, but an unscrupulous expression.
He was carrying a wine flask and was already half drunk.
With his other hand, he dipped his fingers in ink and wrote a few lines on a wall of the ruined temple.
After finishing writing, the scholar in blue burped and laughed:
"A bunch of rats, sneaking around, pretending I didn't notice you?"
Amidst the laughter, the verses he inscribed on the wall aroused literary talent and manifested the mighty wind.
A violent hurricane blew out of the ruined temple, knocking everyone outside off their feet and flying into the distance involuntarily.
Amidst the flying sand and rocks, even the trees in the mountains collapsed in pieces, but the ruined temple remained unharmed.
"There is no one in the Eastern Tang Dynasty!" Kuangsheng laughed: "Get away!"
He sat on the ground and drank by himself.
Suddenly, his pair of hazy drunken eyes flashed slightly.
The scholar in blue put down the wine bottle and looked at the temple door with a half-smile.
A scholar in white clothes appears.
"Hide your head and show your tail." The scholar in blue said.
Without seeing any movement from him, the illusion created by the spell in front of him was broken.
The scholar in white disappeared, leaving only a little girl of about ten years old.
"Why do you think you let me let you enter the temple?"
The scholar in white sneered: "It's just because you have good Taoist cultivation at a young age. It's a pity that you don't learn it well. You are just like those rats. You must be upright and open-minded!"
The girl looked calm, like a little adult, but at this moment she seemed to be ashamed and her face turned red due to the few words of the scholar in blue.
She coughed dryly, imitating an adult, and raised her hands to the scholar in blue:
"What you taught me, sir, is that students have always admired Confucianism, but had no choice but to have limited talents, so they had to turn to Taoism. After learning magic, they pretended to be Confucian. This is really deceiving themselves and others, and makes sir laugh."
She looks like a little adult, but she reveals a bit of childishness.
When the scholar in blue saw this, his dissatisfaction disappeared and he laughed loudly: "I see, it's hard for you."
He looked at the girl in front of him with great interest: "However, there are not many Confucian scholars in the Eastern Tang Dynasty. Don't let me see if your talent is misjudged by mediocrity and your years are wasted."
The brilliance in the blue-clothed scholar's eyes seemed to condense into substance, turning into curling clouds in mid-air, circling around the girl in front of him, and then taking it back.
"Well, it's a pity. He really doesn't have much literary talent."
The scholar in blue shook his head: "But your Taoist talent is really good. At such a young age, you have already formed a golden elixir? Haha, there are countless awesome people who are not as good as you. What is your name?"
"Student Ming Yixue." The girl asked: "Sir, student, I have always heard that we have three major academies in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, but are there no great Confucians there?"
The scholar in blue suddenly said: "One of the three academies in the Eastern Tang Dynasty has been destroyed, and now only Songyang and Baima are left.
Songyang is rotten and will only serve the master in a servile manner.
As for White Horse? Well, among the people I drove away just now were their students.
I specially asked their dean to discuss knowledge, but he is just a middle-aged person, and he can only dominate others based on his realm. If he can cultivate to the ninth realm, he will be worthy of the sky."
"Sir, are you not from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?" The girl blinked: "Which academy are you from?"
The scholar in blue said with a smile: "I studied at Jiufeng Academy, studying under Master Shen Hao from the Third Peak. I have read thousands of books. Now I am traveling thousands of miles, traveling around the world, and gaining more knowledge, but...hehe!"
He laughed twice: "I have traveled thousands of miles eastward, but I haven't seen a few truly knowledgeable people."
Seeing the bright eyes of the girl opposite, the scholar in blue shook his head: "It's natural that you are interested in Confucianism, but you really have no talent in this area. If I take you back to the academy, you won't be able to pass the exam."
He looked the girl up and down: "It's rare to meet a few interesting people along the way. How about this? You come with me, and I will introduce you to a Taoist master. I will definitely not delay your Taoist cultivation talent."
The girl shook her head when she heard this: "Thank you sir for your kindness. I already have a mentor and I have no intention of turning around to others."
The scholar in blue didn't feel dissatisfied, but nodded approvingly: "At such a young age, I know how to respect my teachers. That's good. It was me, Meng Lang, who was the one just now."
He took out a piece of paper with him, wrote his name "Zhang Zhongxing", and handed it to the girl in front of him.
"I am here in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and I have to spend some time touring. You and I have hit it off, so I will make an exception.
This is a specially made name card from Jiufeng Academy. Although it is not as good as the words on the face, if you encounter an emergency and light it, if I were still in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, I would know and I can help you.
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The girl took it and said with a smile: "Thank you, sir. The students don't dare to disturb me. Please leave first."
The scholar in blue, Zhang Zhongxing, waved his hand casually and continued to drink his wine.
After the girl left for a moment, Zhang Zhongxing suddenly said: "Is there such a high-level demon activity here in Dongtang?"
In the ruined temple, a pool of dirty blood suddenly appeared.
From the dirty blood, a figure rose up and turned into an old man in red, who was none other than the old demon of blood shadow.
"You kid, come with me for a walk." The old devil said quietly.
Zhang Zhongxing laughed "ha" and drank all the wine in the pot: "I didn't expect that I would be asked to help Dongtang conquer the demons."
At the same time as he spoke, his literary talent soared into the sky, the brilliance gathered, and manifested into a giant pen as big as a rafter.
Although the scholar in blue still looked arrogant, he could tell that the old devil in front of him was not comparable to those outside the temple just now.
Therefore, as soon as he got started, he showed his true ability as an eighth-level scholar.
Like a giant pen written on a rafter, a raging fire and blazing Yang Qi are immediately manifested, restraining the evil and filthy Qi of the old devil's blood river.
The old demon of blood shadow was equally unkind, and transformed into a blood phoenix, which directly propped up the ruined temple until it collapsed.
After cultivating the demon soul, the blood phoenix now spreads its wings again, and its vicious and ferocious aura suddenly manifests endlessly. There seems to be a constant flow of light inside the blood streaks flying out from the wings.
Before cultivating the demon soul, the old demon of blood shadow manifested as blood phoenix. If the winged body is destroyed by the opponent, although it can be reborn with blood continuously, it will consume its own strength. If things go on like this, it will always lose its strength and even damage its vitality.
But now, not only has his strength greatly improved, but he also has a demon soul as his core.
The demon soul is not injured, and no matter how seriously damaged the manifested blood phoenix is, it can recover instantly.
The demon soul keeps moving around in various locations within its body, making it difficult for outsiders to determine its true location.
At this moment, facing the fierce fire transformed by Zhang Zhongxing, Blood Phoenix ignored it and rushed through the sea of fire.
Although the body with wings transformed from blood was burned by the fire, it was revived immediately.
The eyes of the scholar in blue across from him suddenly lit up: "Although you are only a demon in the eighth realm, you are much more knowledgeable than that Hong Xiao."
Words of praise do not affect him like the stroke of a giant pen.
Then the raging fire suddenly condensed and turned into a scorching sun.
In the dark night, this mountain top is as bright as day.
The blazing sun is the most powerful sun, and is a greater threat to the Blood Shadow Old Demon than the sea of fire.
No wonder this guy with the cultivation level of the eighth realm was able to escape from the hands of Hong Xiao, who was in the ninth realm... The thoughts in the mind of the old demon Xueying suddenly turned around.
But he was not timid, but like a moth flying to the flame, he transformed into a blood phoenix and spread his wings to embrace the blazing sun!
The next moment, the light dimmed and the surrounding areas were once again shrouded in darkness.
That round of flames seemed to be extinguished directly by the blood in the sky.
Then, in the sea of blood, the phoenix was reborn.
However, just as the Blood Phoenix was reborn and flew directly into the sea of blood, a huge brush suddenly flew over and pointed the tip of the pen at the Blood Phoenix's forehead.
"Is your demon soul here?" Zhang Zhongxing said with a smile.
Like a giant pen, it seemed like a huge spear and halberd at this moment, shattering Blood Phoenix's forehead.
The blood phoenix's body froze in mid-air, and then fell limply, as if it had lost its life.
However, Zhang Zhongxing's expression changed and the smile disappeared from his face.
His tongue burst out with spring thunder, and it seemed as if lightning actually manifested itself, exploding around him.
A blood shadow appeared behind Zhang Zhongxing.
Fortunately, Zhang Zhongxing discovered it in time and used thunder to stop the old blood shadow demon.
At the same time, another huge brush appeared above his head, outlining the thunderclouds.