Reverend Insanity

Huaweng Dongtian.

“White, just send it here.” On the mountain trail, Mr. Kang stopped his horseshoe, facing Li Xiaobai.

Li Xiaobai's face was filled with sadness, revealing a strong love affection: “Students can survive in Kyoto thanks to Enshi's points and help lining. With this grace, the students remember within five years and dare not forget at all. Only this time goodbye, I don't know when I will see you! ”

“You.” Mr. Jiang sighed softly, rarely reaching out to pat Li Xiaobai on the shoulder, urging him, "Although you failed, the poem has been passed down. It is well known that your talent is indeed worthy of the title of the Ten Talents. With Su Qihan back, Kyoto will be your stage for great talent. Go back and look forward to your performance for the master. ”

Li Xiaobai was crying, and said goodbye to Mr. Kang.

Riding the horse, Li Xiaobai walked in the shady mountain path and began to wonder about his future.

He lost the poetry club, even though he did very well in the early days.

But, as he had previously anticipated, he hit Mr. Kang in the back. This puts Li Xiaobai in an awkward situation - if he triumphs over his mentor, he will be blamed for morality and character, and he will certainly be badly criticized.

Li Xiaobai wanted to take advantage of the next opportunity to continue to break through. As a result, he met his teacher over and over again.

Mr. Kang was helpless, and in fact, he didn't want to always step on his students and succeed. But he had to seize every opportunity, because he had also discovered the significance of poetry in the world.

Li Xiaobai met Mr. Kang three times and five times, which led him to tie his legs and eventually disappoint.

Although I feel sorry for him, Li Xiaobai also felt fortunate: “I've been too good before and I've gone too far. If we are to succeed in this way, we will surely provoke a detailed investigation. Even if the investigation passes, I'm afraid because I'm groundless and I'm not a well-known person, I'm most likely to be reckoned with. How many people stare at this immortal opportunity, how could it fall into the hands of a small figure? ”

The selection of poetry in the world seems to be ultimate in justice, but in fact, where there are people, there is a dark screen, and the interests are at peace.

Just look at the list of successful selection through the world poetry club, whether it's power or celebrity, even the so-called Black Horse, and it's beyond the ordinary roots and backgrounds.

“This poem was not chosen, but it doesn't matter, and there will probably be a second selection in the future. ”

“Even without the Second World Poetry Club, can't I rely on myself to drill into the camp and become a fairy? ”

“Well, what a smell, smells good! ”

Li Xiaobai was thinking, and suddenly he was interrupted by the scent of his nose.

This fragrance smells good, as if it were ink from a book.

Li Xiaobaiton's curiosity began. How can this mountain jungle smell so good?

He rushed off, followed the scent, traced back to the source.

After a walk, there was a dense bush blocking road ahead, and Li Xiaobai had to walk off the horse.

Traveling through the mountain forest, Li Xiaobai smelled more and more fragrant, knowing that his direction was no different, and closer to the source of the fragrance.

Eventually, he opened a leaf and finally found a pine tree.

Pine nuts are tired on this pine tree, and it is these pine nuts that exude intense book scents. And on the branches of the pine tree, there's a tiny little brown tree house.

“Does anybody live here? What kind of mountain hermit is that?” Li Xiaobai approached carefully and shouted, "Student Li Xiaobai accidentally passed through the treasure land, taking the liberty of visiting, and asked Hyunda Yamama not to blame. ”

But there was no sound in the tree house.

Li Xiaobai shouted a few more times and found that there seemed to be no one in the tree house, walking towards the pine tree.

Walking under the pine tree, Li Xiaobai found something new. Turns out this tree house is not built on pine trees, but integrated with pine trees, as if it had grown directly.

Li Xiaobai wanted to enter the tree house to find out, but spared a circle of stumps, but found that the tree house was completely united, with only windows but no doors.

“But how is that good?” Li Xiaobai thought as he unconsciously put his hands on the trunk.

All of a sudden, the bark shrugged and changed. Between the eyes, a rotating spiral escalator extends upwards around the trunk and eventually leads to the treehouse.

And there was a portal on the tree house.

Li Xiaobai hesitated for a moment and lifted his footsteps, walked up the stairs and entered the tree house.

There are three rows of bookcases in the tree house, erected against three walls. The bookcase is blocked with lots and lots of worms.

“Books are fragrant and talented. Bookhouse inheritance, leave it to good fortune.” At this time, a message reached Li Xiaobai's mind.

Li Xiaobai scouted and couldn't help but rejoice.

“Turns out it's a channel legacy. ”

“Although it is just a magician-level heirloom, there are no fairy tricks, but there are many kinds of four-wheel and five-wheel tricks, and there are detailed training content, forming a complete system, it suits me. ”

“Speaking of which, I've been getting better lately. It seems that the situation has gradually stabilized on the main side. ”

This heritage is handed down by the top magicians, not only because of the large number of insects, but also because the pine trees themselves are an excellent mortal house - the bookhouse.

Li Xiaobai collected the bookstore and followed the same path. He successfully found his horse, rode down the foot of the mountain and drove off to Kyoto City.

At the top of the mountain, two figures stood.

A fairy and a fan.

The immortal is Hua Song, and the mortal is Mr. Kang, the five-spinner master.

Mr. Kang witnessed the whole process of Li Xiaobai's inheritance. He couldn't help but be grateful: “Thank you, Master Eun, for promoting my students. ”

Turns out, Mr. Kang's teacher is Huasun.

Hua Song laughed: "He is your student. According to the relationship, he is my apprentice and grandson. He is from our department. Will I ignore him again? I discovered him as soon as the world poetry conference began. He had the strength to break through, but he had to hide because he met you. I was hoping that both of you teachers and students would make it together. As a result, he was unlucky. He met you three or five times, always at a critical moment, and was eventually eliminated. ”

“Students are ashamed.” Mr. Kang bowed his head.

“Ha-ha-ha.” Hua Song patted Mr. Jiang's shoulder, "you are very good at teaching such a good student. If this Li Xiaobai really ignores Master En for the sake of fame, and defeats you in public, I will secretly punish him severely. But Master Li Xiaobai respected him. His heart was very good. Although he lost the election this time, what good would it do? ”

“It's a blessing to be in the eyes of a benefactor. It's just why you don't..." Mr. Kang was hesitant.

Hua Song sighed: “Although the poetry club is organized for the master, if the teacher is public and private, he will surely suffer the accusations of other magicians, eventually causing the teacher to lose points in front of the Chinese elder. ”

“Besides, Li Xiaobai is still too young, lacking polishing, and suddenly promoted to Xian, likely leading to a blissful accident. Or let him walk a little more in the world, the jade can't figure it out. ”

“Master Eun said that the students were shallow.” Mr. Jiang was happy to submit and thankful, "the teacher's hard feelings, the students also understood. The teacher didn't want the students to feel guilty, so he gave Li Xiaobai such a big inheritance, right? ”

“Just so you know.” Hua Song smiled, “you are my student, this selection will be successfully cultivated into a fairy. Next, you need to concentrate, don't distract yourself from other things, practice your mind, and don't fall into the face of a teacher. ”

“Yes, teacher, students must do their best!” Mr. Kang bowed his hands and looked solemnly.

Huaweng Dongtian, while adhering to neutrality and reluctance to participate in any power struggle, also understood that the world was coming, so there was really no leeway to cultivate his own magic fairy.

Mr. Jiang was soon appropriately settled, resourced, and taught by a number of magicians themselves.

Mr. Kang studied hard every day and had a very full life.

Despite his dedication to learning and performance, he still ranks only in the middle and lower levels, showing the skill and talent of the magicians.

Even the magic of teaching is very satisfying in the dark. These are indeed the essence of the heavens of the Mandarin Cave, the seeds of the magicians.

Half a month later, Mr. Kang and others are about to meet the most critical moment of their lives - the Ascension Immortal.

“With many division chiefs beside the guardian, the success of the Ascension Fairy is great. Once I become a cactus, my life will be completely subverted! ”

Mr. Kang looked forward to learning more.

Yet, just as the first of them, the imminent Ascension Festival, burst into a loud bang, and the entire Chinese cave trembled hard.

Later, a dragon was like a mountain range, tearing apart the know-how, and descending brutally, filled with the heavens of the Chinese cave.

A large number of enemy magicians appeared in various parts of Huawengdong, while simultaneously setting fire to the fires.

Mr. Kang is the focus of attention here.

“Die!” Wu Xiang manipulated the Dragon Palace directly to suppress it.

“It's the Dragon Palace of the Magic House, unstoppable! Retreat!” The town guard here was horrified and had to retreat.

Boom!

After a position rocked the mountain, the soot rolled and the earth flied.

This carefully arranged school palace was completely destroyed. Mr. Kang and others could not escape. They were pressed into flesh and blood, and died on the spot.

Teach their magicians to see this scene, and it hurts so much. The teachings of many days have just come to fruition, and one of the greatest future potential of Huawengdong Sky has been destroyed by this blow.

It's ruined!

“Shun Wu, I, Huaweng Dong Tian, adhere to neutrality, never have difficulty with you. Today you raided my land and slaughtered innocent people. It is unjustifiable and sinful!” The old Chinese fairy was shocked, full of anger, roaring all over the world.

Wu Shuhaha laughed and then stopped laughing: “Chinese old fairy, you don't know how to go in and out, you don't know what to do! The Lord of the Alliance wrote to you three times and five times to solicit you, and you repeatedly pushed to keep the Lord of the Alliance out of view. Today I'm going to show you what happens to people all over the world who disobey the will of the Alliance! Kill me!”