Zhang Zhongxing's huge, rafter-like brush outlines the thunder clouds, which are combined with his own tongue-splitting spring thunder, causing the upper and lower thunder to interact with each other.
Within a radius of nearly 100 meters around the person, everything was struck by thunder and lightning.
The old blood shadow demon dodged behind him, and his body was completely shattered by the thunder.
But the next moment, blood light flashed in the forest a hundred meters away, revealing the figure of the old blood shadow demon again.
"You want to know the whereabouts of my demonic soul?" The old demon of blood shadow sneered.
The scholar in blue also sneered: "Very good, this is wonderful."
As he said that, he immediately used a huge pen as large as a rafter to outline rounds of the blazing sun, shining under the night sky and illuminating all directions.
The old demon of blood shadow transformed into a blood phoenix and continued to fight with him.
Fighting and fighting, the old devil fought and retreated.
Although he disdained the other party verbally, he already knew after a moment of fighting that the scholar in blue was really a formidable opponent.
Since he practiced the "Phoenix Blood Book", this was the first time he encountered an opponent in the same realm who was not inferior to him.
This Zhang Zhongxing, the Jiufeng Academy he was born in, was superior to the three major academies of the Eastern Tang Dynasty in terms of classical philosophy and academic research.
The old demon of blood shadow asked himself, if he had not practiced the "Phoenix Blood Book", even if he was in the eighth realm, he would definitely not be Zhang Zhongxing's opponent.
At the moment, he is not worried that he will lose.
If you fight to the end, you may not have no chance of victory.
But if you want to capture the opponent alive and bring him back to Chang'an City, you will definitely not be able to do it.
The Blood Shadow Old Demon takes Zhang Dongyun's order as his top priority in everything now, and is not obsessed with personal victory or defeat, honor or disgrace.
Therefore, he pretended to be defeated and tried to lure this arrogant scholar back to Chang'an City.
"Old devil, be honest. I'm annoyed by you pretentious people the most. Where do you want to lead me?"
Although Zhang Zhongxing is arrogant, his eyesight is not bad.
Although the old devil in front of him may not be as good as Hong Xiao, the dean of White Horse Academy, he is not weak in strength.
Now I am deliberately retreating, most likely because of some crooked idea.
However, Zhang Zhong, an expert in art, was brave and did not stop. Instead, he followed the old demon of blood shadow closely:
"Do you have elders or classmates to rely on? It's rare to meet a good person. I just want to learn the magic skills of this lineage. You might as well explain it quickly."
Blood Phoenix spoke in a human voice with a cold tone: "You dare to come?"
Zhang Zhongxing smiled and said: "I'm afraid you won't dare to open the door."
"Very good." The blood phoenix immediately turned into a streak of blood and flew towards the northwest sky.
Zhang Zhongxing walked flat on the blue clouds, riding on the wind, and indeed he followed the old demon of blood shadow all the way.
The two eighth-level masters were flying away with all their strength, and mountains and rivers were flashing by below.
The old devil of blood shadow now leads Zhang Zhongxing back to Longbei County, which is much less laborious than going out to look for him all the way.
The two sides flew for a while, and then Zhang Zhongxing suddenly said: "I have been in Dongtang for a few days, and I have heard some rumors. Looking in this direction, is it going to Chang'an City? Are you from there?"
"Afraid?"
The old demon of blood shadow asked coldly.
At the same time, in order to prevent the opponent from being scared off, he was ready to turn around and fight again.
"What am I afraid of?" Zhang Zhongxing said with a smile: "It's just that I haven't heard of any great Confucian scholars in Chang'an before, so I didn't go there. But now that you have magical powers, you have aroused my interest."
"Come if you have the guts." Seeing that the scholar in blue didn't run away, the old devil Xueying breathed a sigh of relief and sneered secretly in his heart.
The two continued to move forward. Zhang Zhongxing, while admiring the surrounding scenery, asked: "Did people from outside the Eastern Tang Dynasty also build Chang'an here?"
The old demon of blood shadow did not answer.
Zhang Zhongxing sneered: "Are you still posing with me?
It is in this place that there are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys are kings, giving you a foothold.
This only shows that the practitioners here are incompetent. If you were in another place, you would have been eradicated long ago."
"By you?" the old demon of blood shadow asked calmly.
"Maybe." Zhang Zhongxing smiled.
The two of them each looked at each other with a sneer on their lips.
A streak of blood and a blue cloud flew across the vast land of the Eastern Tang Dynasty one after another, and then entered Longbei County.
Seeing the Qinzhou Mansion, the old demon Xueying suddenly thought that it would be bad if His Majesty ordered such a secret thing, so he brought such a crazy person back to Chang'an in such a swagger, and was seen by others.
The old devil quickly thought about how to take the arrogant scholar behind him to the Daming Palace without revealing anything.
He looked back and was suddenly stunned.
Because Zhang Zhongxing behind him actually disappeared.
Silent and without trace.
It was obvious that he had been wary of the scholar behind him, and there was no way he could have slipped away alone.
That can only be...
"Go down and rest, you don't have to ask any more about this matter."
Just as a flash of inspiration flashed in the old demon's mind, a vague and majestic voice sounded in his ears.
It was in the Daming Palace that Zhang Dongyun spoke up.
Hearing this, the Blood Shadow Old Demon quickly stopped in mid-air: "I will obey your Majesty's will."
Because Zhang Zhongxing's strength exceeded expectations, he could only bring the other party back first.
As for the little girl named Ming Yixue, I can only let it go temporarily.
The old devil originally planned to bring Zhang Zhongxing back, solve the problem, and then go find Ming Yixue himself.
But now His Majesty told him not to ask about this matter anymore, and the old demon Xueying returned to his residence in Chang'an City in good order.
On the other side, Zhang Zhongxing was flying with the bloody light in front of him, wondering what was going on in Chang'an, when suddenly his eyes flashed.
When his vision returned to normal, he was already in a spacious and magnificent hall.
In the hall, a figure sat high on a seat, looking down at him.
Zhang Zhongxing frowned and raised his head to see the other person's appearance, but found that the other person's appearance was hidden in the light and he could not see through it.
The situation just now seemed like someone had moved time and space and brought him here from outside in an instant.
Such a method, if the person in front of you did it with his own hands, then the opponent's strength would be terrifying.
The well-informed Zhang Zhongxing felt his heart sink slightly at first.
However, he quickly thought that there were some clever formations that could have such an effect depending on the right location or treasures.
But he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, which at least meant that the other person's strength was greater than his own.
"Your Excellency is very clever, why don't you show your true colors to others..."
Zhang Zhongxing restrained his frenzy, but still couldn't help but ask.
But before he could finish his words, a huge pressure pushed him to the ground!
Zhang Zhongxing struggled to get up, but felt as if all the bones in his body were being crushed.
The talent and talent on his head are as condensed as a giant pen.
But the next moment, the huge shining brush automatically burned and disappeared in an instant.
Zhang Zhongxing refused to give up, and the classic teachings of his Jiufeng Academy were "a spring of talents and ideas."
After one's own cultural talents are exhausted, they will immediately revive and regain their fullness, as if they are inexhaustible.
So he immediately condensed his huge pen like a rafter.
However, there was no response at all.
Zhang Zhongxing was stunned and found that his talents were gradually drying up.
The "spring of talents and ideas" actually didn't work and was stopped from the source.
At this moment, Zhang Zhongxing saw a piece of paper and a book flying out from his body.
The paper was given by my mentor, and it has the magical effect of seeing the words as if they were written on the face.
Through the words on the paper, the teacher can know what Zhang Zhongxing saw and heard when he was away.
And that volume was a treasure given personally by the dean of the academy before he left.
At the critical moment, you can use that book to support Zhang Zhongxing who is far away.
Seeing the strength of the old demon Xueying and hearing the reputation of Chang'an City, Zhang Zhongxing still put himself in danger just because he was confident.
He tried to wake up the scroll and notify the elders of the academy.
But soon, he desperately discovered that both the piece of paper and the volume were completely silent and unresponsive.
The literary spirit on it seems to have been scattered every bit, and it has become like ordinary pen and ink, completely losing its intended function.
Zhang Dongyun looked at these two pieces of Confucian calligraphy and then put them aside casually.
"Who are you, your Excellency?" Zhang Zhongxing struggled to ask.
Zhang Dongyun just looked at him calmly.
The struggling movement of the scholar in blue suddenly stopped, and he lay still on the ground, his expression became dull, and his eyes became dull.
"Do you know Shen Herong?" Zhang Dongyun asked
The other party answered honestly, his voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep: "One of the Twelve Yamas in the past, known as the 'Qianqiu Great Evil', an abandoned disciple of Yan Sheng Mansion, the niece of my mentor, Grandmaster Shen."
Zhang Dongyun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Let me introduce you and your mentor."
The scholar in blue below spoke: "Student Zhang Zhongxing, student of Jiufeng Academy, disciple of Third Peak Grandmaster Shen Hao, third son of the fourth generation of Zhang's family in Jiehe.
My mentor, Grandmaster Shen, was a generational scholar who was in charge of the third peak of Jiufeng Academy and had many students all over the world."
Zhang Dongyun frowned slightly, and combined with the Evil Emperor's memory, he couldn't find anything related to Jiufeng Academy.
But with Shen Hao, who is known as a literary master, able to produce students like Zhang Zhongxing, Jiufeng Academy should not be an unknown person.
"Tell me about Jiufeng Academy." Zhang Dongyun asked.
Zhang Zhongxing lay on the ground, his tone was flat and dull, without any ups and downs: "Jiufeng Academy is located at the nine peaks of the northern mountain range of Purple Lu Mountain. It was founded by Grand Master Shen Tianxian twenty years ago. It has attracted talents from all over the world. Although it has been short-lived, it has surpassed other schools.
Above the academy, it can be compared with Yansheng Mansion and is a holy place that scholars all over the world yearn for."
After listening to this, Zhang Dongyun looked slightly strange.
He leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair, and laughed out loud after a while.
Shen Tianxian's name can be found in the Evil Emperor's memory.
Shen Herong's biological grandfather...
In the past, the Shen family was not a small clan, but a Confucian family that had been passed down for many years.
There have been many outstanding figures and great Confucians and writers in the family.
When Shen Herong was studying for enlightenment, the main reason why she did not practice Confucianism for enlightenment was mainly because her parents were ordinary people and her father was a concubine, so no one paid attention to her enlightenment at first.
But the little girl was very capable. She touched a book for the first time in the morning and was in the seventh state before falling asleep at night. The Shen family immediately felt like they had found a treasure and taught her carefully.
After Shen and Rong entered Yansheng Mansion, the Shen family also benefited, and everything rose with the tide.
But after Shen Herong was expelled from Yansheng Mansion, the Shen family's situation became awkward.
Later, when the Twelve Yamas joined forces to attack the Yansheng Mansion, the Shen family kept a low profile like quails, for fear that other scholars would think of them...
However, looking at the situation today, after the Xianji Incident, will the Shen family be able to prosper and reach unprecedented heights?
There seems to be something wrong... Zhang Dongyun frowned slightly.