Poverty

Pucheng.

This county has a prosperous literary style, and there is a Wensheng Temple.

Although it is not a big city in Donglin County, there are also many talented people.

There is a Wenshan Academy in Pucheng. The dean, Mr. Jinyan, is admirable both in virtue and writing.

In recent years, the students of Wenshan Academy have had poor official luck in the imperial court.

However, the students of Wenshan Academy are commendable for their intellectual character.

In particular, Wenshan Academy provides a convenient door for poor students.

Many children from poor families can use the imperial examination to jump into the dragon's gate.

Mr. Jinyan is a plainly dressed scholar in his early fifties with a good appearance.

When he was young, he was also a romantic and suave Tanhua Lang.

Walking on the imperial street in the capital, the limelight is the same for a while.

It's just that few people in Pucheng know about this glorious history of Mr. Jinyan.

Wenshan Academy is located in Xicheng, Pucheng.

The environment is elegant, without the majesty of those big academies, but it has a unique aura of pure learning.

At this time,

A young scholar suddenly staggered into Wenshan Academy.

His body was stained with blood!
"It's not good, something happened, bandits came to the city, and they are looting people everywhere!"

The student was dripping with blood and ran into Wenshan Academy!
There are two vicious Jianghu Caomangs behind him!
A big man's eyes turned cold, his body was full of energy and blood, and his pace suddenly moved a little faster!
He came behind the scholar and grabbed him!
Five fingers bent like hooks!

If it wasn't for the sake of catching a living, they would have killed this scholar on the way!

"Law, self-cultivation!"

A majestic cold drink emerged!

These two ferocious Jianghu reckless people were immediately unable to move!
It's like being hit by a fairy's immobilization technique!
Mr. Jinyan appeared with two or three instructors, his demeanor was strict, and he was not angry.

"Wang Wencai, what happened?!"

Mr. Jinyan asked in a deep voice.

"Dean, there is a group of bandits robbing the people in the city, and even the county government can't resist it, I beg the dean to take action!"

The student named Wang Wencai said weakly.

Mr. Jinyan is usually very gentle with others.

Seeing that the student studying at Wenshan Academy was so seriously injured, he immediately knelt down and supported him.

"I see, don't talk too much, so you can survive."

His tone was very calm.

Wang Wencai nodded.

Mr. Jinyan raised his head to look at the two rivers and lakes, and was about to ask a question, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest!
A sharp dagger pierced his chest!
The person holding the knife is none other than Wang Wencai, a student of Wenshan Academy!

"Dean!"

"gentlemen!"

The teachers around and the students around are cheering!
This Wang Wencai has dark eyes!

The dagger in his hand is about to swipe!
A brush in Mr. Jinyan's arms shone with divine light, and immediately pushed Wang Wencai out!
Wang Wencai let go of the powerful force in the air, and landed lightly on the ground!
At this moment, Mr. Jinyan had that sharp dagger stuck in his chest.

Ordinary people are already dead after receiving this blow!
But this Mr. Jinyan is a great Confucian practitioner.

With a dignified look, he said in a deep voice, "No injury!"

As his words fell, the dagger on his chest was pushed out by a powerful force.

Even the wound on his chest healed, as if he had never been injured.

"You are not Wang Wencai, who are you?!"

Mr. Jinyan said in a deep voice.

"As expected of a great Confucian, it is indeed difficult to deal with! Even such a fatal injury can be recovered."

Wang Wencai smiled coldly.

Dozens of knights suddenly appeared on both sides of the street, tall and burly, wearing light armor and holding crossbows in their hands!

Their temples are bulging high and bloody,

They are all martial arts masters!

"Shoot the arrows! No one will be left behind!"

Wang Wencai said coldly.

shhhhhh!
There was a sharp piercing sound!
Dozens of crossbows shot at the scholars of Wenshan Academy!

Mr. Jin Yan's face darkened

With a wave of both hands, the brush in his hand flies into the sky!
The majestic righteousness turned into an invisible barrier, covering the sharp arrows shot by these military crossbows!

These arrows seem to be specially made to break the practitioner's power!

It's just that Mr. Jinyan's awe-inspiring righteousness is so surging, this wall of qi forcibly stopped these crossbow arrows!

"put!"

Wang Wencai's eyes were full of murderous intent!
These dozens of knights actually took out their muskets from behind!

This is a controlled weapon of the Chinese army!
Mr. Jinyan showed surprise in his eyes,

If these people attack him, with his own cultivation, he can stop him in an instant.

But these people are so ruthless that they spread their attacks on many students of Wenshan Academy almost in the blink of an eye!

Mr. Jinyan can only shield these scholars with his righteousness here!
boom!boom!boom!
The huge power of the musket exploded on the Qi wall condensed by Hao Ran's righteousness!

Mr. Jinyan's eyes turned cold.

Want to mobilize Haoran's righteousness to kill these mysterious knights of unknown origin!
But at this time, there was a sharp pain in his body!
Qi disorder!

There was a flash of blackness on his face!

"That dagger is poisonous!"

Mr. Jinyan realized this, and immediately mobilized the mysterious power of the brush to suppress this toxin!
The methods of Confucian practitioners are the most fancy.

Even though this toxin is rare and highly poisonous in the world, it still cannot really hurt Mr. Jinyan.

He is a great scholar!
The peak of Yinshen in the second realm!

Even if it is the ferocious Gu poison in southern Xinjiang, it can be suppressed with Confucian tricks.

The blackness on his face dissipated quickly!
But the expression on Wang Wencai's face suddenly turned cold!

A sharp piercing sound resounded!
Among the dozens of knights, a burly man kicked his legs, turned into an afterimage, and attacked Mr. Jinyan!

Mr. Jinyan is currently mobilizing the mysterious brush to suppress the toxins in his body, so his reaction is unavoidably slow!
But it's just a bit slower!
The big man has come to the body!
Clang!
A long sword at the waist was unsheathed, and the cold light was overwhelming!

A sword pierced Mr. Jinyan's chest!

It's just that if you look carefully, there is a special force in front of Mr. Jinyan, forcing the sword to three inches from his chest!
The big man's eyes turned cold, and suddenly there was a sword light that fluctuated indefinitely on the tip of the sword!

Mr. Jinyan's chest was pierced instantly!

Several instructors around me were shocked,

They all displayed their awe-inspiring righteousness and wanted to deal with this big man!
But the big man flipped his wrist, and several sword qi flew out!

Several professors of Wenshan Academy were injured in an instant!
The sword energy raged in their bodies, making them speechless!

The system of Confucianism is jokingly called by many people as a mouthpiece.

Suppress opponents with sage words, poems and articles.

Once you can't speak, your combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced!

Mr. Jinyan mobilized the power of the mysterious brush again.

Unexpectedly, even though his chest was pierced, this fatal injury was still recovering.