The calligraphy and painting that Qian Haofeng carried with him seemed to have suddenly failed completely.
As for Li Yeyu's calligraphy and painting, it seems to be disturbed, constantly fluctuating, and unable to function normally.
The means of interference are those used by Confucian practitioners, not those who practice other paths.
However, I feel that the person who took action was not very strong in cultivation, but it had a faint effect of lifting a thousand pounds.
Shen Hao was shocked.
Although the level of cultivation is low, it can still interfere with the Confucian master's ability to read words as well as face. This requires that the other person's talent and knowledge far exceed his current level.
Even crushing the master who knows what he says.
Such people...
Shen Hao slowly turned around.
On the desk behind him, a piece of white paper was spread out.
The right third of the paper is blank.
On the left and in the middle, women with different appearances are painted respectively.
Shen Hao's eyes were complicated, and there seemed to be a trace of fear deep in his eyes.
Although this emotion was fleeting, Shen Hao discerned his own heart and noticed it immediately.
He did not avoid his emotions, but stood silently and meditated.
Scenes from the past flashed through his mind quickly.
After Shen Hao calmed down, he immediately left Jiufeng Academy.
Before leaving, he told the teachers and students on the mountain: "During these days, we will study in seclusion in the academy. We are not allowed to go out easily. If you have any problems, please report it to me and the dean as soon as possible."
Jiufeng Academy is currently competing with Yan Sheng Mansion. Shen Hao's instructions made the other teachers and students think that they wanted to be wary of Yan Sheng Mansion, so everyone agreed one after another and did not dare to be careless.
Shen Hao left the Nine Peaks of Jinghu Lake and his figure immediately disappeared in mid-air.
When he appeared again, he was already on the vast blue sea.
On the sea, there were no swords or swords at this moment, but a grand cultural gathering was going on.
However, there are undercurrents surging in it, and the dangers are no less dangerous than fighting with swords, or even more dangerous.
The sea surface, which is thousands of miles in radius, is not only calm at this moment, but also as smooth as a mirror, as if the ground has been artificially smoothed.
On the "ground", tall stands are also formed by rising sea water, just like real buildings.
In the stands, many Confucian disciples gathered, and their talents and talents soared into the sky, making them extremely splendid.
In addition, people from outside Jiufeng and Yansheng Mansion came to watch the ceremony.
Surrounded by the bleachers, it is not something like a school field, but a hall made of rising and condensing sea water, which is not frozen but looks like a solid body.
In the hall, two scholars sat opposite each other calmly, seemingly just talking.
But above them, on the top of the hall made of sea water, there were two thick masses of ink in the water, which seemed to be fighting, trying to swallow each other up.
It seems like everything is pitch black, but when people in the stands around see it, they can clearly tell who has the upper hand and who is lagging behind.
The poems and prose read by the two scholars sitting opposite each other turned into ink characters in the air, and then floated up into the air and merged into their own thick ink.
After a long period of competition, the two sides gradually decided the winner.
After one person's thick ink completely swallowed up the other's ink, it monopolized the top of the hall, and then automatically spread and turned into multiple poems, hovering at the top of the hall.
At this time, an old man in the stands said: "This time, Yan Shengfu wins."
The faces of the people from Jiufeng Academy all darkened.
The old dean, Shen Tianxian, looked calm and sent another student out into battle.
In the next round of fighting, the students from Jiufeng Academy gradually gained the upper hand.
However, Shen Tianxian suddenly frowned.
The next moment, Shen Hao appeared beside him.
The surrounding students from Jiufeng Academy all saluted the Third Peak Master.
Shen Hao's arrival also attracted the attention of other people in the surrounding stands.
"Father." Shen Hao looked solemn and handed a letter to his father, Shen Tianxian: "Please take a look."
Shen Tianxian took the letter and already knew the contents without opening it.
His wrinkled white eyebrows relaxed.
When the others saw this, they were all slightly moved, wondering if Jiufeng Academy had received any good news.
When the people in Yansheng Mansion saw this, their eyes narrowed, and they quickly ordered their disciples to investigate in case Jiufeng Academy had any tricks against them.
Shen Tianxian looked relaxed, but in fact his heart dropped to the bottom.
He could clearly see a trace of fear deep in Shen Hao's eyes in front of him.
Shen Tianxian was not surprised that the other party was so emotional than those words.
After all, that person's talent and talent were so high that they shocked the past and the present.
That person laid the foundation for the Shen family and even the present Jiufeng Academy.
Today, everyone in Jiufeng Academy and even the Shen family, including Shen Hao and Shen Tianxian, most of what they have learned was created by each other.
Did that person really die back then?
For many years, those familiar with the Shen family have been secretly worried.
People with poor psychological quality are even more anxious all day long.
Now, everyone no longer has to guess.
That person is really back.
"Inform Mingjun and the others." Shen Tianxian sighed softly, and then ordered to Shen Hao.
His son hesitated slightly: "...Does Mingjun also want to inform?"
Shen Tianxian nodded: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Shen Hao immediately agreed: "Yes, father."
After a slight pause, he continued to ask: "Over there at Taiqing Palace..."
"Don't be busy yet." Shen Tianxian said calmly.
Shen Hao nodded, said goodbye and left.
Shen Tianxian seemed as if nothing had happened and returned his attention to the cultural meeting in front of him.
Although Dean Shen did not tell Shen Hao to inform Taiqing Palace.
But the Taiqing Palace did not forget them.
A white bird flew across thousands of rivers and mountains and arrived at the gate of Taiqing Palace.
The young Taoist priest in white raised his hand and gently tapped the fallen bird.
The bird suddenly changed from white to purple, and then turned into purple smoke, hovering on the young Taoist priest's finger.
"Shen Hao left Jiufeng Academy alone and hurried to see Shen Tianxian..."
The young Taoist priest was thoughtful.
It seems that they have gained something by exploring Chang'an.
Maybe, he knew that Shen Herong was in Chang'an, so he was so nervous?
The young Taoist priest walks in the mountains with his hands behind his back.
He knows much more information than Jiufeng Academy.
Shen Herong.
Ao Kong.
Chu Yaoguang.
These three people are all related to Chang'an.
He might even be standing guard outside the Taiqing Palace, waiting for him.
The young Taoist priest didn't care much about this.
What he cares about is, besides these three people, is there anyone else in Chang'an?
The young Taoist priest walked to the foot of the mountain while thinking.
Here, he met his fellow disciple Yun Luo and Tong Kai, the elder of Qinglong Sect.
"Brother, Brother Tong." The young Taoist priest greeted them.
"You are Master Peng's close disciple, fellow Taoist Gu Mu, right?"
Tong Kai responded: "Disrespectful, disrespectful."
"I don't dare to be a Taoist brother and praise me too much," said the young Taoist priest.
He turned to present something to Master Yunluo: "This is what my master ordered me to give to my senior brother. It may be useful for my senior brother to go to Chang'an to find out the enemy's situation."
When Master Yunluo heard this, he seemed to remember something, and his expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.
He nodded slowly: "It is indeed useful. If I didn't mention it, Teacher Master, I almost forgot about it."
The young Taoist priest said: "Brother Lao and Elder Tong."
After returning the gift, Master Yunluo and Tong Kai said goodbye to the young Taoist priest, and then left the mountain gate of Taiqing Palace.
The two of them walked together. Tong Kai glanced at Yun Luo and hesitated to speak.
Master Yunluo saw it, but pretended not to notice it.
So the two of them continued on their way in silence.
As they walked, the two of them suddenly slowed down.
Because they felt that there seemed to be an extremely fierce and killing martial arts will approaching them.
Master Yunluo had sensed it before, but everyone just passed by each other.
At this moment, the other party rushed over deliberately.
Master Yunluo understood the artistic conception of the other party's martial arts, and his heart couldn't help but move.
In such a blink of an eye, the void actually burst open in front of the two Taoist Yuanshen real people.
It was like it was broken by an invisible sharp blade.
A seemingly ordinary middle-aged man stepped out.
The facial features of the visitor seemed unremarkable, but his sword intent soared into the sky, so sharp that Tong Kai could faintly feel his own soul tingling.
"Shushan Nanzong, Chu Chaowen?"
Tong Kai recognized the other party.
The middle-aged man smiled, but his smile was sharp: "Qinglong Sect Tong Zhenren, right? I, Chu Chaowen, is indeed a disciple of Shushan Sect, but there is no need to mention the so-called 'Southern Sect'."
Being so unceremoniously snatched away by the other party, Tong Kai endured it without getting angry.
There are countless martial arts sects in the vast middle-land, such as Dragon Gate in the East Frontier, Qingxia Villa, and Huanglei Sect.
There are also many sects or families with martial arts emperors in charge.
But generally speaking, everyone respects the masters of martial arts in the Middle Kingdom, and it is customary to call them the "Three Sects and Six Dynasties".
The Six Dynasties refer to the six great dynasties.
Since the fall of the Jade Emperor at the hands of the Twelve Yamas, the Jade Dynasty collapsed. China no longer has a unified dynasty, but has fallen into a state of struggle for hegemony among heroes.
At present, the Six Dynasties are in a stalemate.
In addition to the Six Dynasties, there are three top martial arts inheritance forces.
Among them, Shushan South Sect and Shushan North Sect were established side by side, occupying two places.
In the past, the "Sword Demon" Su Po, ranked seventh among the Twelve Yamas, attacked Shushan with his sword, severely injuring the leader of Shushan, Gupu, and dividing the entire Shushan into two.
This battle established Su's reputation as the first sword to defeat the Middle Earth, but it also caused the entire Shushan sect to split into two sects, the north and the south, just like their mountain sect.
At that time, there was an undercurrent surging within the Shushan Sect. After the leader Gu Pu was severely wounded by Su Po, it was difficult to suppress the opposition within the sect, and the Shushan Sect was eventually divided into two.
The simple and good leader of Shushan became the leader of Shushan North Sect.
Internally, they still call themselves Shushan Sect.
The Nanzong that split off was regarded as rebellious and evil.
Of course, conversely, the Southern Sect also viewed the opposite Northern Sect in the same way.
So at this moment Chu Chaowen, the elder of Shushan Nan Sect, immediately corrected Tong Kai, the elder of Qinglong Sect.
"It's a shame." Tong Kai didn't bother with the other party.
Seeing his apology, Chu Chaowen stopped pursuing it and turned to Master Yunluo:
"It would be rude of me to block the way, but I have something to ask, and I would like to ask Master Yunluo to tell me."
The Shushan Southern Sect elder said slowly: "Excuse me for being presumptuous. It seems that the Taoist Master brought a sword with him?"