Chapter 93 Jiuyang Shenlei

In the early morning, there were bursts of bright reading in a simple grass college.

"Zi said;'Don't you learn and learn from time to time? Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? People don't know but don't be coy, aren't they also a gentleman?'"

Suddenly, an extremely dark magic gas fell from the sky, like a meteor, directly hitting the wall of the grass hall. He turned into a huge magic hand and caught it to the people in the grass hall. The rolling magic almost makes people despair. Everyone in the grass hall, who had seen this situation, turned pale and their legs trembled.

Zhang Fan's face changed when he saw this extremely black magic claw. This is the action of the demon master at the peak of Jindan. For a moment, Zhang Fan judged it. Just as the magic claws scratched the roof of the grass hall, I heard a big man's voice laughing wildly. There are many people here, and the blood is also very thick, and the 'three corpses' are also sacrificed more quickly.

"You dare!" Mr. Su Jingting, standing in front of everyone's desk, almost roared in the direction of the magic claws when he saw this huge magic claw. Su Jingting's whole body changed, and a straight and upright spirit penetrated into the sky, suddenly piercing the claws of magic.

"Great Confucian!" The big man's voice was happy and shocked. As soon as he wanted to take action again, he heard a ethereal voice from a distance. Even Zhang Fan could hear it clearly. Here is a great scholar of the Three Dynasties. Don't get into trouble again. Even if I want to get rid of him, it will take a lot of effort, and it is impossible not to get hurt. The battle between good and evil is in front of you. Don't make trouble again. With so many mortals, it's enough to sacrifice a few mortal cities casually. Let's go."

When everyone heard the words, almost all of them sat on the ground, feeling for the rest of their lives after the disaster. Seeing everyone silent for a few seconds, one person asked weakly, "Teacher, did I read it correctly just now? That was just..."

"Yes, that's what people call fairies." As soon as this statement came out, everyone talked as if they had blown up the temple. Then what fairy is going to attack us?" Su Jingting was silent for a while and then said, "Immortals also have good and evil." After saying that, he ignored everyone's questions. Instead, he slowly walked out of the grass hall, like a dusk old man, staggering.

As soon as Zhang Fan saw it, his heart tightened and quickly stepped forward, helped Mr. Su Jingting to walk outside the grass hall and came to Su Jingting's favorite bamboo forest.

"Do you have nothing to ask me?"

"Students don't." When Zhang Fan heard the words, he immediately retreated, saluted and said respectfully.

"Zhang Fan, how many years have you been a teacher?"

"Teacher, it has been three years."

Time flies. Three years have passed in a blink of an eye. Su Jingting silently stroked the dying bamboo in front of him and muttered to himself.

"Zhang Fan, among the disciples, you are my favorite. Although you are not as smart as Zilu and as honest as Huiyan, you are the most diligent of my students. Su Jingting did not look back, but said calmly.

When Zhang Fan heard this, his heart trembled and said, "Students dare not."

"From the first day I saw you, I knew you were extremely human." Su Jingting turned around, and his eyes were as bright and sharp as eagle's eyes, not as dirty as the 90-year-old man. You are an immortal!" Su Jingting looked at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan trembled and became more and more respectful and said, "Yes, the younger generation is an immortal."

"Do you want to hear about my life?"

"Students think."

"I was born in a poor family, without a father since I was a child, and I depended on my mother. When I was six years old, I was selected by a large family to be a small book boy. At the age of ten, my mother fell ill and was killed. At that time, I was heartbroken, so I began to concentrate on the way of Kong and Mencius, and I was happy. At the age of 20, I said goodbye to the family that raised me and went to Chang'an alone to take the exam. I won the exam, so I stayed in the court. At the age of 30, Emperor Yuan died, and the former emperor respected me as a teacher, while I resigned from the court as a university scholar in the capital. That winter, when I went out to play, a fairy cultivater wanted to accept me as an apprentice, but I didn't agree. Since then, I have been more focused on the way of Confucius and Mencius. The former emperor died, Emperor Ying succeeded to the throne, and respected me as a teacher. Everything is fine."

Zhang Fan just listened quietly, but his heart was extremely shocked. It's wonderful for an ordinary person to have this life. Do you know why I don't go to cultivate immortals?

"Students don't know."

Because life is much simpler than immortality. If a person quietly realizes the life of life, old age, illness and death, this is a complete life. A man is a fairy, and a fairy is a man.

Zhang Fan was silent.

"You also have something to do, you can do it. Just have a clear conscience. In the past three years, I have only looked at you differently and don't let me down. And I have nothing to teach you. Go ahead." Mr. Su Jingting said quietly.

"Yes, the students say goodbye."

Just after Zhang Fan left, Su Jingting stroked the bamboo in front of him and said, "The battle between good and evil, life is ruined!"

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A year later.

In front of a lonely tomb, a tombstone with bluestone stands quietly in front of the tomb. Next to the grave is a green bamboo forest. The roots of bamboo are straight up.

And in front of the grave, there is a person standing quietly. Wearing hemp and wearing filial piety, he looked at the tombstone. This tomb is exactly Mr. Su Jingting.

"Teacher, the students are late." Tears flowed down Zhang Fan's cheeks. In the year after Zhang Fan's death, there were many deaths in Chang'an. Finally, a large number of immortals and demon practitioners appeared, breaking the law of the cultivation world. The war between good and evil has begun in an all-round way.

The immortals collected most of the mortals and used great magic power in the rear to create more than a dozen large-scale castles, which can accommodate tens of millions of people of the Great Qin Empire. In fact, immortals did not want to care about the life and death of these mortals, but because the magic practitioners' skills are poisonous and often need blood sacrifices, unarmed mortals have become the best victims. This makes many masters of demon practitioners emerge. The senior officials of the Buddhist and Taoist League also had a headache, so they ordered these mortals to be collected and strictly guarded.

And Su Jingting was excluded by immortals because of his old age. Within a few days, he died alone. Zhang Fan returned to Hua Yanzong, but after Zhang Fan returned to Hua Yanzong, he saw an open space in front of him, and even the villagers at the foot of the mountain disappeared collectively. However, Zhang Fan found the signal left by Park Zhi. Zhang Fan was relieved to learn that they had gone to a hidden small mysterious world. Peace of mind cultivation. Knowing that the Buddhist and Taoist Alliance had collected mortals, Zhang Fan felt a little wrong and immediately rushed to the grass hall where Su Jingting lived. As a result, Su Jingting's body was found.

"Students will keep filial piety for you for three years." So Zhang Fan built a simple grassy next to the grave.

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"Teacher, this is your favorite bamboo." Zhang Fan looked at the lush green bamboo by the grave and said quietly. Suddenly, a discordant sound destroyed everything that was peaceful.

"Gaga, there is a single trueist. If I kill you, I can still get the reward." A demon monk shining all over in the black fog slowly walked to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan didn't seem to see half of it. "Teacher, look, that's your favorite bamboo."

When the demon monk saw that Zhang Fan ignored himself, he couldn't help saying angrily, "If you dare to ignore me, you will die." OK, don't you like bamboo? I will ruin it." After saying that, he waved his hands, and the black balls composed of magic gas entered the bamboo forest in an instant, exploded one after another, destroying the green and dense bamboo forest in an instant.

However, Zhang Fan still did not take a statement, but the murder in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger. Sorry, teacher, I didn't protect the bamboo forest. I'm afraid the teacher is the last to see blood. However, only with his blood can wash away the sins he has committed. After saying that, he turned around and stared at the demon master. The murder was undisguised and shrouded the demon.

The demon's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly sacrificed the magic seal in his hand. The magic seal was enlarged countless times in an instant, and the magic spirit wrapped around the edge of the magic seal and suppressed Zhang Fan.

"Death!"

Zhang Fan raised his head, and countless golden light burst out from his whole body and finally turned into a golden sword.

"Wo!" The golden sword is like a golden lightning, which penetrates the magic seal and falls into the body of the demon.

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, and his whole body changed into a great Confucian, and a magnificent righteousness was slowly emanating from Zhang Fan. Although it is not as big as Su Jingting's breath, it can't be underestimated.

Zhang Fan silently read the formula, and the magnificent atmosphere quickly condensed in Zhang Fan's hands and turned into a sticky "white fog".

Zhang Fan took a breath, looked at the sun in the sky, pinched a trick, and saw the real fire of the sun in the sky slowly coming down and condensed with the white fog in his hand. Turn into a golden thunderstorm.

At first sight, the demon monk on the opposite side said in a trembling tone, "Jiuyang Shenlei!"

Zhang Fan did not agree, but shook his right hand, and the golden thunder group ran to the demon practitioners.

"No!"

A loud noise, with the magnificent righteousness of Confucianism and the true fire breath of the sun that was enough to melt everything in the world, permeated this world, while the demon practitioners on the opposite disappeared.

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