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346: Golden Book of Inheritance, Shenjian Villa

Wei Tao's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but click his tongue: "Has he understood the will of martial arts?"

"Um."

"Can he...be better than Zuo Chongming?"

Nanchuan shook his head hesitantly: "I don't know, Zuo Chongming hasn't made a move for a long time. His most recent record was defeating a Sky Fox demon with five tails, which is comparable to a master in the Star Realm."

Wei Tao thought for a while and smiled bitterly: "... To be fair, I don't think Qian Fengxue can win."

Nanchuan was a little stunned by his determination: "The Prime Minister has so much confidence in Zuo Chongming? Although I think he is stronger, Qian Fengxue is not weak either. They should be on the same level as each other, right?"

Wei Tao shook his head: "Although I don't know much about martial arts, I know that Zuo Chongming is... unscrupulous."

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the other side.

Zuo Chongming had just gotten out of the car and was about to go home and take a nap.

Without any warning, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart and subconsciously looked into the distance.

When Jiang Fenglong saw his actions, he couldn't help but be stunned: "What's wrong? Mr. Hou."

Zuo Chongming asked thoughtfully: "Is that the Imperial College over there?"

"Um."

"Go and have a look."

"good."

Jiang Fenglong didn't ask why. Zuo Chongming must have had his own considerations anyway.

Originally he wanted to drive there, but seeing that Zuo Chongming had no intention of getting in the car again, he quickly followed him.

Although the capital city is very large, the two of them walked very slowly. After walking around for a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the Taiyuan University area.

Well, it's the area.

The status of Taiyuan University is equivalent to the most prestigious university in a country.

Around this university, many businesses have naturally sprung up, such as brothels, restaurants, etc...

It is worth mentioning that when Zuo Chongming came to Beijing for the first time, he encountered the so-called Red Boat Festival in the area of ​​Taiyuan University.

It can be seen from this that most of the so-called talented people and scholars who appear to be quite serious are actually ruffians in nature.

When Zuo Chongming and Jiang Fenglong appeared on this street, the sounds of hawkers and conversations around them were obviously lowered, for fear of disturbing them.

Since Zuo Chongming didn't change his clothes, he was very recognizable in this official uniform.

Although the common people do not know the details about the rank of official robes, it does not prevent them from knowing some general information.

For example: those who embroider auspicious and evil animals are not to be trifled with, those who embroider beautiful mountains and rivers are not to be trifled with, and those who embroider the sun, moon, stars, and mountains and rivers are not to be trifled with even if they are beaten to death.

And the clothes Zuo Chongming was wearing clearly belonged to the latter, so don't mess with him even if you beat him to death...

"Master Hou."

Jiang Fenglong looked around, looking at the awed people and the alert-eyed students, and couldn't help but feel a little numb.

Zuo Chongming glanced at him and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Fenglong swallowed hard and whispered: "Are we sure we want to go in?"

"if not?"

Zuo Chongming took it for granted, he came all the way here, what else could he do if he didn't go in?

"Forehead……"

Jiang Fenglong opened his mouth and handed over the name card with a straight face.

He seriously doubted whether Zuo Chongming had itchy hands recently, so he came to the Taiyuan University deliberately to provoke.

Everyone in the world knows that the Champion Hou and Taixuan are old enemies, and they always get jealous when they meet.

Now that he came to the door with such arrogance, he was probably going to be attacked by a group of people...

as expected.

When Jiang Fenglong handed over the name card, the servant at the door suddenly turned green.

He glanced at Zuo Chongming a few times in fear, hurriedly said a few words, and hurriedly ran inside.

Not long after, the news of Zuo Chongming's visit broke out in the Imperial College.

After a brief questioning, a large number of students rushed out of each branch and rushed towards the door.

The emotions of male students are mostly anger, while the emotions of female students are more curious and excited...

No matter what the people above think, Zuo Chongming's reputation among his peers and even among the people is extremely honorable.

A large number of trolls continue to promote Zuo Chongming, and in the minds of many young girls, Zuo Chongming has been promoted to the level of idol, the kind of dream lover.

Hula la….

A burst of noisy footsteps appeared.

In just a moment, seven or eight old masters were seen hurriedly approaching.

Shen Xingjian, who had interacted with Zuo Chongming in Ping'an County back then, was also among this group of people.

There were still ten feet away, and the old master with white beard and hair, who was leading the way, raised his voice and laughed and said: "I have heard about the champion's style for a long time, but when I saw it today, it turned out to be so."

Zuo Chongming smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Master, you are so complimentary. It is disrespectful for me to come to the door rashly. I hope you will understand me."

"What are you talking about, Mr. Zuo?"

The old master greeted him enthusiastically, turned sideways and said softly: "The Lord Zuo condescended to come to your door. We are very flattered. Please."

"please."

Zuo Chongming was not modest about himself. He slowly crossed the threshold and raised his eyes to scan the surrounding scholars and scribes as well as the students who were watching and talking in low voices from a distance.

Shen Xingjian held back his breath and raised his hands in a neutral tone: "I wonder what the noble Lord Zuo is doing here?"

He was a student of Prime Minister Wei Tao and belonged to the Prime Minister's faction. Despite Wei Tao's instructions, the Prime Minister's faction no longer targeted Zuo Chongming.

However, there are many officials from the Prime Minister's faction who have grievances with Zuo Chongming, and they will naturally not look good when they meet him.

"It's nothing."

Zuo Chongming looked around and turned to the left with a clear purpose: "Have there been any outsiders coming to Taipei University recently?"

Shen Xingjian asked with some confusion: "What... does this have to do with Zuo Hou?"

Zuo Chongming's gaze paused at a stone monument, and he smiled with his teeth: "It doesn't have anything to do with it. I'm just feeling a little nervous, so I came to take a look."

Shen Xingjian frowned: "Zuohou, go ahead and you will find the Martial Arts Academy. Here you go..."

Zuo Chongming passed him directly and said in a loud voice: "Princess Qingyu? I didn't expect to meet you in Taiyue College."

The beauty's delicate body trembled, and she turned to look at him in surprise: "Zuo, Zuohou? Why are you here?"

Zuo Chongming seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "After the court meeting, I wanted to go back to my home to rest, but suddenly I noticed that a heavy treasure had been born, so I went to look for it."

Nan Yu subconsciously glanced at the man next to him, frowned and said: "A heavy treasure is born? How can there be such a heavy treasure? Can Zuo Hou make a mistake?"

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The corners of Zuo Chongming's lips raised, his eyes went over her shoulders, and fell quietly on the man in white clothes like snow, sitting cross-legged and playing the piano: "Isn't this it?"

Nan Yu's heart skipped a beat and she quickly said: "You... this person is my friend. Is Zuo Hou joking?"

Zuo Chongming shook his head, ignored Nan Yu, stared at the man and said: "Your Excellency used the golden book of inheritance to lure me here, why did you pretend to be silent and say nothing?"

Nan Yu subconsciously took a step forward and blocked the man: "What is the Golden Book of Inheritance? Although Zuo Hou is in a high and powerful position, is it a bit too much to be so rude to my friends?"

"The champion, Zuo Chongming."

The man stood up, took the wrong steps, and suddenly came to the front of Nan Yu, looking at Zuo Chongming indifferently.

Zuo Chongming paused for a moment at the ring around his waist, and said as if he had some realization: "It's this prince."

"I am from Xia Qianfengxue, born in Shenjian Villa."

The man took a deep breath and bowed solemnly: "Before we get down to business, I would like to thank you Lord Marquis for retrieving the remains of our ancestors at Shenjian Villa. Please accept my prayers."

Zuo Chongming raised his hand to help: "I am always willing to help others, so there is no need for you to be polite."

The man couldn't stand it anymore and continued: "Qian Fengxue came here for one more thing. I have always heard that Zuo Hou's swordsmanship is extraordinary, so I came to challenge him to sharpen my swordsmanship and hope that he will succeed."

Zuo Chongming avoided answering and instead asked: "Do you know Princess Qingyu?"

Qian Fengxue nodded: "Shenjian Villa and Shenhuang Sect are allies of each other, so they naturally know each other."

"Why did you come to Taiyuan University?"

"Invited to give lectures to students."

Zuo Chongming frowned: "Princess Qingyu knows that you want to challenge me, but she has been discouraging you. You deliberately calculated the time today, took out the golden book of inheritance from the Tathagata Palm, and invited me to come for a meeting, right?"

Qian Fengxue took a deep breath and responded: "Master Hou is very wise."

"If I win, what will you do?"

Qian Fengxue took out a piece of broken page with rich Buddhist meaning and bright golden light in her backhand: "Regardless of victory or defeat, I present the Golden Book of Inheritance with both hands. Qian Fengxue only comes here to fight."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Xingjian and other people from Taiyuan Academy suddenly realized.

I bet Zuo Chongming didn't come to trouble them, but was lured here by Qian Fengxue.

This made them curse secretly.

Damn it, they just learned that Zuo Chongming was at the door, and they were so scared.

After all, this guy is notoriously difficult to deal with and a notorious evil star...

"not enough."

Zuo Chongming categorically shook his head and rejected it directly.

Qian Fengxue frowned slightly and asked: "But... how can Master Hou agree?"

"How about this."

Zuo Chongming said softly: "It is said that three sword peaks from the Yunhai Sword Ruins of the Ancient Sword Pavilion were taken out by me and fell in the Xiyun Mansion. Do you know about this?"

"Know."

Qian Fengxue squinted her eyes, revealing her splendor.

Zuo Chongming chuckled: "If you lose, you will go and guard there for ten years. Every two years you will have a chance to challenge me. If you win, you can leave. If you lose, you will continue to guard."

Nan Yu's face changed slightly and she said decisively: "No..."

Qian Fengxue is the second young master of the Divine Sword Villa, and a swordsman genius who is rare to see in a thousand years. He is regarded as the hope of the Divine Sword Villa.

No matter what the reason was, Nanyu could never let him have an accident here.

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Qian Fengxue responded directly: "Okay, I promise you."

"It's a deal."

Zuo Chongming took a deep look at him, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Guhong Sword that had been hidden for a long time: "The will of martial arts is different, but it can be roughly divided into three types."

"The way of no-self, the way of only oneself, the way of self. There is no distinction between the three ways, each has its own strengths. I, Your Majesty, are obsessed with swordsmanship and have a firm will. I think it is the way of selflessness..."

"That's right."

Qian Fengxue's eyes were filled with fire, and his fighting spirit gradually became stronger: "Zuo Hou acts forcefully, has a deep chest, is decisive and sharp, and simply direct...I think it is the only way for me."

"This is not the place."

"Marquis Zuo, please follow me. Taiyuan Academy has its own fighting arena."


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