Su Yun raised his head and looked at Wen Lifang who was moving the Great Desolate Bronze Mirror in the air.
Wen Lifang should be the real murderer of Mr. Yehu!
At this moment, Wen Lifang's eyes fell on him, her eyes were like fire, but she did not dare to activate the Dahuang Bronze Mirror to shoot Su Yun!
She sensed that Zuo Songyan's aura had locked her. If she took action, the moment when the power of the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror exploded, it was precisely the moment when her defense was at its weakest. In this short moment, Zuo Songyan would have been enough to kill her.
!
She had an arrow on the string, but she didn't dare to move. She could only maintain the state where the power of the Great Desolate Bronze Mirror was raised to the extreme without releasing it, which was extremely draining on her cultivation!
Su Yun withdrew his gaze and said silently in his heart: "As I guessed, the seven aristocratic families started one hundred and fifty years ago, and they are all related to the leader Xue Ge. The Wen family has the True Dragon Skill, and most of the other aristocratic families also have it.
! But, among the seven aristocratic families, which family is the one founded by the leader? Who is the leader? "
He stepped off the sword stand and walked outside the Kendo Court, thinking to himself: "Human Demon Wutong and Yingying may be the last two people who have seen the true face of the leader. Unfortunately, the leader must have changed his appearance and will no longer use his original appearance.
"
Under the sword platform, the scholars of Jiuyuan Academy Kendo Academy were eager to try, but no one dared to take action.
Su Yun passed through the crowd, walked out of the Kendo Academy, and said loudly: "Wen Pushe, I have already challenged the Kendo Academy, but that's it. I want to go to the Confucian Academy to learn more."
Wen Lifang snorted coldly, and the bronze mirrors of the Great Wilderness clanked. The widest bronze mirror was four feet sixty-seven feet long. The other bronze mirrors were large and small, each with terrifying power. The light in the mirror was like the most blazing sun.
, it may break out at any time!
She could hardly restrain herself, and suddenly an old voice laughed and said: "Lifang, don't act rashly. The old man who runs the seventeen prefectures in Shuobei is not just a simple man who divides the water. You are no match."
Wen Lifang fell from the sky, bowed and said: "Old Ancestor."
Su Yun came to Zuo Songyan's side. Zuo Songyan's eyes were twitching and his body was tense. He looked towards the place where the voice came from, with a gloomy expression on his face and whispered: "There's no way the old guy from the Wen family is still alive! This guy is better than my great-grandfather.
He’s still old, but I can still be a grandpa!”
Su Yun whispered: "Zuopushe, if the old gods of the Tong family are still alive, is it impossible that the old gods of the Wen family are still alive? Maybe other aristocratic families such as Lin, Zhou, Lu, Tian, and Wu also have old gods.
living."
Zuo Songyan was greatly shocked. He looked at him deeply and lowered his voice and said, "If your Majesty wants to investigate a case, please let me know in advance and don't make your own decisions."
Su Yun was stunned and said: "Pushe, this time is not an investigation..."
"You still want to lie to me?"
Zuo Songyan was so angry that he stepped forward and said in a cold voice: "Tu Ming, you come and expose him, and I'll go meet the old ghost of the Wen family!"
He laughed loudly and said loudly: "Mr. Wen, I heard that you kicked off your legs and flew away a long time ago. Some people said that they met you in the ghost market setting up a stall to beg for food. I didn't expect that you were always getting stronger, and you kicked off half of your legs and then stopped.
Go back!"
A gray-haired old man walked up surrounded by a group of literary masters. He looked many years younger than Zuo Songyan. He laughed and said: "Songyan, you little brat, you were studying in my Jiuyuan Academy back then.
, I even touched your head and praised you for your intelligence!"
Zuo Songyan's laughter became even more hearty: "The fact that Mr. Wen has never died is really enviable to the younger generation. Back then, the younger generation rushed to the Eastern Capital Examination with that bastard Shui Jing, and later returned to Shuofang after studying abroad for decades. In the past few decades, Mr. Wen has actually
As young as that bastard Shui Jing, you two should both be bastards, and your charm is still the same as before!"
The two came face to face and Zuo Songyan couldn't help but kneel down and bow before him.
Just hearing a loud boom, all the masters of the Wen family around the old fairy of the Wen family groaned and flew in all directions while dancing.
Many halls of Jiuyuan Academy rumbled and shook, and trees fell in pieces.
The old god of the Wen family was shaken, his robes flew up, he stepped forward, held Zuo Songyan's elbows with both hands, and laughed loudly: "Songyan is still as naughty as when he was a child!"
"Click——"
The mountain behind Zuo Songyan split open, and a huge crack appeared.
Zuo Songyan stood up and hugged the old deity of the Wen family, and the old deity of the Wen family also took advantage of the situation and hugged him.
Just listen to the crackling of the old bones of the two people, their faces are a bit ferocious, and around them, the earth explodes, and cracks appear on the ground one after another, the cracks are getting wider and bigger,
Vast tracts of woods fell into the cracks.
Wen Lao Shenxian and Zuo Songyan had smiles on their faces and were reluctant to let go of each other, but the smiles on their faces made them look even more ferocious.
"Song Yan, you have become stronger. Back then you were still a little chicken!"
"Mr. Wen, you are unwilling to go in even though the coffin is half-packed. How can you do it? A student owes a debt of gratitude to his teacher. He must put the coffin into the coffin with his own hands to be worthy of the teacher's kindness!"
"You've become successful and become an old man in the Seventeenth Prefecture!"
"Why don't you, old servant She, huddle in your bastard's shell and watch the Spring and Autumn Period with a smile!"
…
Su Yun looked around and said to Monk Tu Ming: "Zuo Pushe and the old immortal Wen family are in a teacher-student relationship? Zuo Pushe looks to be many years older than the old immortal Wen."
Monk Tu Ming chuckled and said: "Your Majesty, please don't talk about him. This time you came out to investigate the case, but Zuo Pushe found out! You made such a big show of it, it was just to expose the famous Wen family again and attract the old gods of the Wen family.
come out."
Su Yun was stunned and said quickly: "My purpose is actually just to find someone to fight with. Master, have you thought too much?"
Monk Tu Ming clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "The young monk has a dharma name in the world. His name is Zen Master Duoxin. No one else. It is friends in the world who love him and say that the young monk has one more mind than others and is very intelligent. The envoy
, we are all smart people, if you continue to quibble, you will be insulting the little monk."
Su Yun was silent and sighed.
At this moment, an old laugh suddenly came: "Wen Zhengqing, you are indeed old, and even the old man can't stop you. Be careful that you will be tormented by the little guy named Zuo and you will be buried in a coffin!"
Immortal Wen shouted loudly, suddenly shook his body, the divine dragon circled his body, and punched out!
Suddenly, stars were shining brightly behind Zuo Songyan, and the stars were connected like a starry sky in the universe. He raised his hand to receive the punch forcefully.
But I saw the divine dragon rushing into the starry sky, colliding endlessly, and I don't know the outcome.
The old gods Wen Zhengqing and Zuo Songyan each took a few steps back. The old gods Wen praised: "It's true that a hero comes from a young age. It's a pity that although you are young, Song Yan, you will soon die of old age."
Zuo Songyan's face was solemn. He indeed looked much older than Wen Zhengqing.
He looked towards where the other old voice came from, and saw Lin Zhiyuan, the head of the Lin family of the Seven Great Aristocratic Family, dressed in white and snow-clad, walking with a group of Lin family masters surrounded by an old man. The mountains and rivers behind the old man were like harp strings.
The supernatural power is unfathomable.
"The ancestor of the Lin family, the old immortal, Lin Gaoyi, a person who should have died long ago!"
There was a buzz in Zuo Songyan's mind. Lin Gaoyi and Wen Zhengqing, one was the founder of the Lin family of Shuofang, and the other was the founder of the Wen family of Shuofang. One hundred and fifty years ago, they created a huge family business during the snowstorm and became giants.
.
However, they should have died long ago!
Suddenly, another laugh came: "Lin Gaoyi, Wen Zhengqing, you two old bones are still alive, but we haven't moved around in a long time!"
Zuo Songyan exhaled a breath of turbid air and said with an extremely solemn expression: "The founder of the Lu family, Lu Zhongliu, is another old man who should have been buried in the ground long ago!"
Lu Zhongliu, during the snowstorm a hundred and fifty years ago, he took the opportunity to acquire land and became the largest landowner in Shuobei!
Zuo Songyan squinted his eyes and saw Lu Zhongliu coming to Jiuyuan Academy surrounded by a group of masters from the Lu family, talking and laughing with Lin Gaoyi and Wen Zhengqing.
Suddenly, a voice was heard saying leisurely: "Xue Qingfu from Shuofang, come to pay a visit to these two old gods!"
Zuo Songyan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He faced the founders of the three major families alone and was under great pressure.
The first teacher of Wenchang Academy and the masters from all over the country are extremely powerful. Although they are not weak when facing the masters of Wen family, Lin family, Lu family and Jiuyuan Academy, there may be many casualties.
The arrival of Shuofang Saint Xue Qingfu greatly relieved his pressure.
Lu Zhongliu chuckled and said: "It turns out to be Saint Shuofang. Speaking of the three generations of saints of the Xue family, the first generation of saints also bowed and called himself a junior in front of me."
A chariot drove into Jiuyuan Academy. The driver, Zhou Bodun, got out of the mountain beast. Xue Qingfu, the sage, stepped out of the car and respectfully saluted the three old gods and said: "You can see the three gods."
This old immortal is the honor of Qingfu."
At this moment, the laughter of Immortal Tong came: "Qingfu, I heard that you were injured some time ago. I wonder if the injury has healed?"
Xue Qingfu turned around with a smile on his face and saw Tong Lao Shenxian with his long sleeves fluttering and walking towards him with an air of immortality. Tong Qingyun followed suit and followed behind him.
"What's the wind like today?"
Qiu Shuijing's voice came, and he said leisurely: "Blow all the old gods buried in the earth out of their graves."
Zuo Songyan saw Qiu Shuijing walking towards him. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard another loud laugh: "You old guys, do you still remember Wu Yuandu?"
"Wu Yuandu, are you willing to leave the country?"
Another voice came and said with a smile: "The ancestor of the Wu family should still recognize Zhou Wanxiang, right?"
…
In just a short moment, the ancestors of the Wu family, the Zhou family and the Tian family appeared in the Jiuyuan Academy on the first day of school at the Four Academy Palaces, as if they had made an appointment.
Qiu Shuijing, Xue Qingfu and Zuo Songyan stood side by side. Zuo Songyan was the shortest and stood in the middle. He said solemnly: "These seven old ghosts are all people who should have died, but they survived. It seems that the leader has learned from
I passed on "Sixteen Chapters of the True Dragon" to them, so that they can survive until now. I am afraid that the three of us are not their opponents, so we have to explain it here."
Xue Qingfu smiled and said: "The seven old gods are still alive, which is unexpected, but it is also reasonable. The envoy is worthy of being an envoy. This time, we have led them out to save us from guessing and doubting each other.
.Qiu Taichang, you have gained a good disciple."
Qiu Shuijing said calmly: "But the situation has become clearer. Now we can only see which side Shuo Fanghou is on."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the voice of Marquis Shuo Fang, saying loudly: "It turns out that all seven seniors are still alive in the world. This is really a great joy. The seven seniors have become old immortals, and Xiao Hou is the memorial
Your Majesty, the whole world celebrates!"
There was the sound of marching outside. Thousands of soldiers from the city defense army led by Marquis Shuofang poured into Jiuyuan Academy. All kinds of military magic weapons were piled in front. The soldiers were dressed in bright light armor, holding spiritual weapons and murderous intent.
steaming.
The leading soldier pushed a large cart, pulled by three mountain-bearing beasts, and saw a tall black iron coffin placed on the cart, with a Mo Dao stuck beside it.
Marquis Shuofang came up with a smile on his face and said with a smile: "The little marquis never imagined that all the old gods are so old that they can live to this day. Fortunately, it is not too late. Your Majesty ordered the little marquis to guard Shuofang and mobilize the army in Shuobei to resist foreign enemies. If
With the help of seven old gods, my Li family can sit back and relax."
Despite his words, he came to Zuo Songyan, Qiu Shuijing, Xue Qingfu and others, greeted the three of them, and nodded to Su Yun from a distance.
Next to Su Yun, Monk Tu Ming opened his mouth wide, and a string of Buddhist beads on his hand kept spinning. After a while, he murmured: "Your Majesty, this young monk realized that he has underestimated you. Your plan.
It’s much deeper than the little monk thought——”
"Whatever you think." Su Yun snorted and turned away aggrievedly.