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Martial arts.

A group of newly-disciplined disciples saw Anzheng walking in and behaved in a proper way: "Master Dean."

An Zheng looked at these first-year students who were older than he might have, and nodded: "Study hard and strive to be a talent useful to society and the country."

"We will!"

Those first-level students said excitedly.

An Zheng felt that he could reveal the stuffing by saying one more sentence, and left as if he were serious. Those first-class students, regardless of men and women, were in awe when watching Anzheng.

"Master Dean is so handsome, so young."

"You are a nympho, and you want to play the idea of ​​the dean. I can tell you that the dean is not only the dean, but also the first-class protector, the righteous brother of today's king."

"In case, what if the dean is impressed by my beauty?"

"Have you never seen Qu Jiao?"

"Uh……"

An Zheng listened to those conversations and felt weird. How does it seem that the world I'm in has changed like overnight. The feeling was like returning to Daxi, everyone saw him respectfully, full of awe. But there are some differences. At that time in Daxi, Anzheng will definitely go away without saying a word.

Huo Tangtang's yard still hasn't changed. When An Zheng saw her, she seemed a little different.

"Have seen Mr."

An Zheng possesses a gift.

Huo Tangtang shook his head: "You are already the dean."

An Zheng: "The Dean is also a disciple of Mr."

Huo Tangtang looked at An Zheng: "Just about to find you, and you will come."

"Sir something?"

"Have."

Huo Tangtang turned into the yard and sat down on the stone bench: "You are the dean, and it is not just the dean's name that was passed down. You also saw what happened in the book building that day. And you have seen it yourself. It turned out that the man was called Nineteen Demons. If you are not the dean, I will not tell you these words. But you are the dean, and the hatred of this martial arts will be carried by you. "

An Zheng nodded: "The disciples know."

Huo Tangtang: "Are you already in prison?"

"Yes."

"But you are still not his opponent."

"Yes."

"So even if you don't have time, you have to practice. I'm not an opponent of the Nineteen Demons, but I have ten years of Jinglian. I know how to win him, but I'm not strong enough. I want to tell you everything I know and I am leaving the martial arts court. "

An Zheng's face changed: "Where are you going?"

"East Xinjiang."

Huo Tangtang suddenly smiled: "One is dead, the other is dead. I do n’t want to hurt anyone, but hurt two. In fact, I know very well that it ’s no wonder that Huan Huan. It ’s just a sickness, because of death. Tortured people and tortured people who live. Not only me, but many people will do this. But people ca n’t get out of it, then it will hurt more people. I will pass on the heritage of the martial arts to you, and then I will go to the ordinary . "

An Zheng laughed: "Go home when you find it, the martial arts is home."

Huo Tangtang nodded: "Serious things, ten years of Jinglian ... It was originally a practice that trapped the devil, but it hasn't been successful in ten years. Either it was due to my talent, or I was distracted. I have been sitting for ten years without Jinglian. I know that your heart is even more scattered, and repairing this Jinglian may not be possible. But now I do n’t know that I can still pass on the practice of Jinglian to you except you. Who."

An Zheng said: "Sir seems to be unhappy."

Huo Tangtang: "Come on."

An Zheng: "It doesn't look like it is, it's really unpleasant."

Huo Tangtang smiled more and more a few days, and glanced at An Zheng: "Your temperament, you don't know how to teach others. Maybe you are the most unscrupulous dean in the martial arts history.

An Zheng: "Mr. Believe it or not, I will be the most powerful president in the history of the Wuyuan Academy?"

Huo Tangtang: "Use words more civilized."

An Zheng: "You most have Bo Yi's Dean."

Huo Tangtang: "Ah ... forget it, you can't stand it. This is the Jinglian Heart Method I wrote down. If you take it and see, if you think it's suitable, let anyone practice it. In order to be effective, if you can succeed, you ca n’t win against the 19th Demon. But after the 19th Demon leaves the martial arts school, it ’s like a fish. There are people with evil thoughts outside. He already does n’t need a Ding Shengxia. "

An Zheng took Jinglian's heart method and turned it over and looked at it. There were pictures on every page. It records in detail the order in which the power of cultivation is passed, and an explanation is made at each stage.

"This is the merit of Mr. Ten years."

An Zheng said: "Don't you feel sorry?"

Huo Tangtang stood up, turned around and took a small package from the house and walked out: "If this is a pity, then Chang Huan is a greater pity. So compared to the two, I still go to East Xinjiang. This is good. I do n’t know if I can see you again, so if you say something quickly, you may not be able to say it in the future. "

An Zheng took out a silver coin from the cuff: "Take the flowers."

Huo Tangtang froze for a moment: "Just this?"

An Zheng smiled: "Mr. can't leave the martial arts school, you will come back after all. So let me say something sensational and unspeakable, it's better to send Mr. some benefits."

He took another sign: "The sign of the Tianqi Sect is better than the sign of the Wuyuan, and you can move around within the Dayan."

Huo Tangtang did not refuse, and they all took it over: "What else to say?"

An Zheng took a step back: "Too much."

Huo Tangtang looked at him, and An Zheng sighed, and took another sign: "The brand of Yanyun Cars and Horses can go directly to Eastern Xinjiang without charging you a fare."

Huo Tangtang nodded: "I guess you have nothing else to say, goodbye."

She took something and turned away.

Huo Tangtang's departure, Wuyuan no longer has a qualified teaching. After such an uproar, it's actually not easy for the martial arts school to stand up. Now the burden fell on Anzheng's shoulder, which seemed a little heavy.

Sitting down on the stone bench, An Zheng began to look at the Jinglian heart method.

After looking through it for a while, Anzheng felt hot in his abdomen. Xin said that this mentality was really powerful, and it took a while to make people unbearable. He ran to the latrine with his heart method. When he squatted down, he felt a good time. Looking at the heart method, An Zheng felt that this was a blasphemy.

Gradually, An Zhan became obsessed with watching and forgot what he was doing. It wasn't until Du Shou found him that An Zheng found out that he had already sunk into the sun in the latrine ...

"Hurry up and help me."

Du Shoushou went in and helped him up: "How long have you been squatting, it looks like it is disabled."

"Soon, in three or four hours?"

"..."

"what is this?"

"Jinglian Heart Technique."

"I thought it was an **** palace scroll."

Du Shoushou helped Anzheng to go out. When meeting the students who passed by, Anzheng had to pretend to be serious. Finally, he went back to his room and said anxiously: "I have realized that this mentality is too strong, and I can't show it with my current strength. So I plan to practice with a few of us, and the quiet lotus will open. The four of us are separate. Fix one. Although the four petals of the lotus are worse, it should be almost the same as dealing with the nineteen demons. "

"Nineteen demons are really that strong?"

"It was certainly not strong when I left, and I don't know how strong it is now."

Anzheng was active for a while: "From now on, all will go to the heaven and earth to practice the Jinglian Heart Method. Everyone specializes in one to see if they can cooperate."

This world is very big, and Yan Kingdom is only a very small part of it. These so-called earth-shattering events that An Zheng did in Yanguo may not even be noticed elsewhere. But whether or not anyone cares, things will follow a certain trajectory.

Cangman Mountain.

Jianshan Cave.

Nineteen Demons stood there and looked, smiling like a smile.

Sword slave thirteen stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at him coldly.

"Can the Lord be here?"

The nineteen demons asked.

Thirteen didn't answer, just pulled out the long sword behind.

The nineteen demons sighed: "After so many years, what kind of grievances can't be put down? Although I and the young Lord Lord had some misunderstandings in the previous days, we are in the same line after all. The young people don't understand, and my elders are responsible The Lord Education educated him. But in the end, we are ultimately a person on a boat. I heard that the birth of the Holy Fish a few years ago shows that the time for the revival of the Demon Sect has come. If the Lord nodded, I would like to return to the Lord . "

"roll!"

Thirteen coldly returned a word.

"You are just a sword slave. If at that time, people like you would be able to kill dozens of them casually. Even if it is the Lord, I will not talk to me like this. I know that the Lord must be in the cave, he does not Come out, can it not come out? "

Thirteen slowly raised the long sword: "Are you trying?"

Nineteen Devil Dao: "The world will be in chaos, and the revival of the Mozong is unstoppable. If the Lord still maintains the so-called agreement, it will be against the general trend. Although the Mozong has been broken long ago, the disciples of Mozong scattered around the world There are thousands of them. As long as Venerable Lord ascends, I will be able to gather an invincible army at that time. I have mastered the way to open the Demon Temple. As long as Venerable Lord intends to come back, I am willing to offer this method. "

"roll!"

Thirteen took a step forward: "I don't want to say the third time."

Nineteen Devils narrowed their eyes and looked at Thirteen: "It's really interesting, the Lord has sword slaves twenty-one, and now you are the few of you? When the nineteenth Demon Zun came out of the rivers and lakes, **** and stormy , You have n’t been born yet, your eldest son has n’t been born yet. With you, you did n’t even have the qualification to kneel in front of me. The Lord did not want to be born, could it not be restored? That ’s why let me treat him. How? If you really have no ambition to honor the Lord ... "

Nineteen Demons also took a step forward: "Then give up the position of the Lord."

"It's really a villain."

There was a voice in the cave: "In fact, even if you don't come to me, I'm looking for you. You shot against Shaobai that day, you should know what happened to you."

Nineteen Demons laughed: "Sovereign Lord is hiding inside and talking, the wind will never flash your tongue."

He took out a skull: "Well, let me go in and see you?"

There was also a burst of laughter in the cave: "Then you come in."

The nineteen demons marched forward, and the gleam of crystal light flashed on the skull.

"Dear Lord remember what this is?"

Nineteen demons walked forward with the skull: "Is the ancient saint's remains a bit unexpected?"

In the cave, Chen Shaobai came out slowly, holding the Ming Wang Jian in his hand.

Nineteen Demons glanced at Chen Shaobai: "Uncle Scream, I will let you go."

Suddenly a virtual shadow floated out of the cave. Before the nineteen demons responded, the virtual shadow took Ming Wangjian from Chen Shaobai's hand, and then a sword was here. People are ghosts, and swords are ghosts. The sword stabs thirty miles, and the mountains and rivers are broken.

A big hole leaked in the chest of the Nineteen Demon, and the skull turned out to protect it. The nineteen demons turned around and left, pale.

In the cave, Chen Shaobai's father coughed up blood: "The remains of the ancient sage are indeed too strong."

Nineteen Demons escaped hundreds of miles, looked back and looked sullenly: "Since you don't know the current affairs, then don't blame me, first remove your blood-cultivating corpse, I see what you still fight me.

He turned around and drove towards the Fang Gucheng of Yan Guo with his skull.