Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 326 Hitting People

   "Aren't you going to leave? Why are you standing still?"

  Tang Xiaotang carefully put away the letterhead, not aware of the strange atmosphere at all, walked forward a few steps but no one followed her, turned around, and looked at Mo Shanshan, Ye Hongyu and the others in surprise.

"Ah~ let's go! Why don't you go? Please let the little saint lead the way." Ning Que quietly glanced at Zhou Ji, weighed the package on his shoulder, walked around behind Mo Shanshan and Ye Hongyu, and came trotting together Going to Tang Xiaotang's side, chatting with her.

   "My name is Tang Xiaotang. You can call me by my first name or saint. Why do you have to add the word 'small'?" Tang Xiaotang glared at Ning Que fiercely.

Ning Que coaxed a few words like coaxing a child, and Tang Xiaotang smiled happily, raised his chin proudly, and said triumphantly, "There are a large number of shield formations around the gate of the Demon Sect, and if there is any mistake, you will die without a place to die. If it wasn't for me today, you wouldn't be able to get out alive, since Mr. Zhou has made an agreement with me, I promise to take you out safely."

  Seeing her smug look at such a young age, Mo Shanshan smiled and said, "Then I will trouble the Holy Maiden."

  Tang Xiaotang reached out and tapped his shoulder, and performed a ridiculous etiquette, "Thank you bookworm girl for your pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

  Mo Shanshan bowed in return, and the four continued to walk outside Tianqi Mountain.

There are few people in the depths of Tianqi Mountain, there is only a faintly visible path winding above the snow field, after chatting along the way, several people are familiar with each other, and under Ning Que's suggestion, everyone no longer calls each other by title, and the relationship has gradually become harmony.

  Tang Xiaotang yearns for the academy wholeheartedly, and Mr. Shisan and Mr. Shisan's husband are beside him, chasing Zhou Ji and asking a bunch of questions about the academy and the second floor.

Although Zhou Ji has worked in the academy for ten years as a sweeper of the old book building, he seldom interacts with his master. Except for the female instructor in the old book building, he knows little about the other gentlemen on the second floor, so he can only pick himself up to see them. Several people who passed by introduced Tang Xiaotang.

Knowing that Mr. Twelfth of the academy had the same name as the white wolf she raised, they were both named 'Pippi', Tang Xiaotang suddenly felt a little interested, especially when he heard that he claimed to be the world's number one young genius, Tang Xiaotang snorted and became excited. Competitive, can't wait to go to the academy and challenge these so-called 'geniuses'.

  Through the quiet path, seeing the end of the pine forest, Zhou Ji almost gave a general introduction to the master of the academy.

   Tang Xiaotang wrote them down one by one, snapped his fingers, and stopped suddenly.

   "Isn't it right? There are only eleven, and there are two more?" Tang Xiaotang turned around and looked at Zhou Ji suspiciously.

  Zhou Ji pointed to Ning Que next to him, and motioned, "Here, don't you already know Ning Que?"

   Tang Xiaotang lowered his head and curled up a finger, then raised his head and said, "Then there is another one?"

  Ye Hongyu turned her head to look at Mo Shanshan, noticing the way she quietly looked at Zhou Ji, she shook her head slightly, and whispered, "Idiots complain about women."

  Mo Shanshan was as peaceful as before, but those shiny eyes reflected in Ye Hongyu's eyes through the lens, and there was a hint of melancholy in the ethereal.

   "I like him, but I know that he doesn't like me enough. So you can't say that we are crazy about men and women."

   "." Zhou Ji was slightly taken aback, and then smiled again, "there is also the female professor in the old library. When you hand her the letter of recommendation, you will naturally know her."

   Tang Xiaotang nodded, agreeing with Zhou Ji's statement.

Ning Que was speechless all the way, listening to Zhou Ji's introduction of the academy, he couldn't help but miss those brothers and sisters in Houshan, but what he missed the most was the one who stayed in the new study and had never been separated from him for so long before. Little black girl.

   I don't know how she has been in Chang'an these past few months? Have you been bullied? Are you still cooking hot and sour noodle soup every day?

  Ning Que said softly the name 'Sangsang', a glimmer of light shone through his gloom.

  The light shines from the bottom of my heart, but it also flashes from my eyes at the same time.

  The cold light made Ning Que's eyelids close slightly. At the same time as he squinted his eyes, the keen senses raised in the pile of dead people gave him a strong warning.

   Taking a step back, Ning Que let go of the simple knife in his hand, and subconsciously pulled out the **** umbrella. When he opened his eyes wide, he saw a black-gold spear piercing through the air, followed by a scream.

   Facing the long spear that could displace air and seemed to be faster than sound, Ning Que only had time to make one movement, a movement that he had done countless times in Death Tao since he was a child, and he was so proficient that he couldn't improve it.

  The beating heart that was agitated by the strong death threat was still brewing in his chest, and the trembling skin that was stimulated by the shadow of death had not had time to support his hairs... The **** umbrella had already opened, blocking him like a piece of the night sky.

   With a bang, Ning Que's jaws were torn apart, and the handle of the umbrella came out of his hand. This mysterious **** umbrella that had protected him and Sangsang countless times was enough to withstand any damage without being damaged, but he couldn't.

Ning Que, who was blown away by the powerful force carried by the spear tip, fell to the ground hard. Ye Hongyu, Mo Shanshan, and Tang Xiaotang all reacted at the same time, and each formed seals to cast spells, and then they worked together to block the attack. Wujin spear.

  The long spear stopped, and the person who made the spear appeared in front of everyone.

  Wearing a dark blue short robe wrapped in a gray velvet shawl, with a burly figure and a tough and fierce appearance, the scattered hair is slightly curled up, a kind of majesty that can only be possessed by a high-ranking commander of an army.

"Devil's technique? Who's coming!" Sensing the power of the Demon Sect carried in the marksmanship, Tang Xiaotang's face turned cold, and he took a step forward, asking questions, and the one who was faster than her got up and walked from her side. Ning Que rushed out.

  Xiahou! Xiahou!

   Ten years later, Ning Que still remembered this face.

  In his memory, there were screams of screaming and fighting, and the torches lit in the darkness burned everything in front of him, and in front of this fire was the scene of him killing his father with his own hands.

   This is Ning Que's nightmare for the past ten years, and it is also his blood feud buried under the gloom.

  Hatred can enhance Taotie's power, but it can't bridge the huge gap between him and Xiahou.

Pu Dao swung high, his arm was almost broken, and Ning Que was defeated with just one move. Seeing the spear approaching, Ning Que retreated again and again, but in the end he could only see the tip of the spear getting closer and closer, and the stab wound that was visible to the naked eye to his throat.

Looking up, Ning Que's eyes were full of unwillingness and violence, while Xia Hou's eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he could crush the other party with just a slight raise of his hand, "Hand over what you got in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and I can give you a simple A neat way to die."

The faint smell of blood filled the surroundings, and the dark red vitality mixed with black mist surrounded the two of them. Ning Que sneered, "I am a disciple of the Master, Mr. Thirteenth Academy, if you kill me, the entire academy will not let you go." you."

  Xiahou snorted coldly, his indifferent expression remained unchanged, the tip of the spear still pierced Ning Que's throat, "I am the Great General Zhenbei, in charge of a hundred thousand cavalry, you want to kill me, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

As soon as the two advanced and retreated, they arrived at Zhou Ji's side. Xia Hou came from the border and didn't know the situation of the wilderness. His eyes flicked to the side, and his movements suddenly stopped. The aftermath of the shock spread from the tip of the gun. I saw this information The strange man who was not marked in the middle pointed and fired, and Yang fired the tip of the gun to block, dispelling his offensive.

  The offensive has been exhausted. Xia Hou did not pursue him, but stood in place and looked at Zhou Ji, frowning slightly, vaguely guessing the identity of the other party.

   "You are Zhou Ji?"

  Zhou Ji grabbed Ning Que by the collar and put him back on the ground, and said with a smile, "General Xiahou has actually heard my name? It's an honor."

   "You are the old library appointed by the master to be cleaned, and the shop that Ning Que rented is also your property, how could I not know?" Xiahou couldn't see through the reality of Zhou Ji, and stood with his gun horizontally, his indifferent expression finally fluctuated.

Seeing Xia Hou's undisguised murderous intent, Zhou Ji sighed and shook his head, looked at Ning Que and said, "I shouldn't have intervened in your enmity with him, but I can save him and let you make up for it." Can a knife work?"

Zhou Ji casually said the most ruthless words, and naturally opened his dangling right hand outwards. Before Ning Que could speak, he saw a fiery red figure walking towards him from the corner of his vision, and handed over the hilt of his sword to him. in his hands.

  On the other side, Mo Shanshan, who was halfway there, paused, glanced at the saber Ye Hongyu handed out, then at the sword in his own hand, and stopped in place.

  Zhou Ji turned his head and showed a warm smile to Ye Hongyu, and the figure who took the imitation sword disappeared suddenly.

   Taking a step forward, he almost hit another person's back.

   And this figure that suddenly appeared from nowhere seemed to be aware of the danger of death, and disappeared without warning from Zhou Ji's perception, and reappeared five steps away, beside Ning Que.

"Hiss~ I know you can come wherever you want regardless of the distance, but don't be so startled, okay?" Zhou Ji's pupils shrank, and the square pattern that lit up in his right hand slowly went out, and the geomantic omen gathered around him The spiritual power of the fire four elephants also disappeared without a trace with the thunder light that had been cultivated for many years.

   "I didn't intend to disturb Mister, please forgive me." Li slowly lowered his head and looked at a tear on his sleeve, showing a look of surprise.

  As a great power in the Wudi Realm, even though he never knew how to fight, and had never fought with anyone, the Wudi beyond the fifth and sixth realms made him invincible.

  But just now, he felt the danger for the first time.

  It is a kind of early warning from the most instinctive life, if you hesitate, you will die.

   Didn't learn to fight, but learned to escape.

  Li slowly bowed to Zhou Ji, and vaguely understood why the teacher and this young man whose appearance hadn't changed for ten years called each other "Daoyou".

  Zhou Ji pressed his palm, and the sword returned to its sheath as if it was floating in the air. Li Slowly looked at the woman in red holding the scabbard in the direction of the sword light, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

  However, Li Manman is not a curious person. Although he is not a Taoist, he is well versed in the Taoist inaction. Perhaps it is because of this inaction that he can break through the five realms in three days, and know his fate in the dark.

  Calm down, Li slowly looked at Ning Que, who was on guard with a knife, and smiled, "Junior brother, are you okay? I'm your senior brother, Master ordered me to pick you up."

  Big brother? Master?

  Combined with Zhou Ji's attitude, Ning Que finally came to his senses, quickly knelt down on one knee, and extended his hand. Li slowly patted Ning Que's palm, showing a gentle smile, "Get up."

   "It turns out to be the senior student of the Academy." Xia Hou frowned slightly, his eyes slightly dignified.

  Mr. College and the old library are all there, and it is probably impossible to kill everyone present.

  Li slowly stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Xiahoudao, "The great general is guarding the exit of the Demon Sect's mountain gate and sneaking up on young practitioners. It would be disrespectful to do so."

  Xiahou was silent for a moment, cupped his fists with his gun in his hands, apologized and was about to leave, but just as he took a step, Zhou Ji who suddenly appeared blocked him.

  Xiahou's pupils shrank suddenly, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the Wujin spear burst out. He could no longer maintain his previous indifference, and looked at the person in front of him with an extremely solemn expression.

  Zhou Jixiu's background is unknown. He was on duty to sweep the old library building where he had worked in the academy for ten years. He left Chang'an a few months ago and disappeared.

   This is the relevant information he obtained when investigating Ning Que's identity.

  Xia Hou knew that Ning Que's new pen studio rented the old pen studio opened by Zhou Ji ten years ago, but he didn't know that the value of this old book building had broken through the five realms, and he was inseparable from Mr. Da!

   No. It’s not without distance, although there is also no sign, and there is no fluctuation in the space, but Xia Hou can feel the difference between Zhou Ji and Li Slowly.

   This is the only martial artist at the peak of martial arts in the world. After calming down, Xiahou felt a little relieved, and said with a gloomy expression, "Is the academy trying to bully the few with more?"

"You were the one who wanted to kill me just now." Zhou Ji shook his head, "This matter has nothing to do with the academy, it's just that I just boasted to Ning Que that I wanted to leave you alone, so I just let you go, isn't it a bit uncomfortable? too suitable?"

  A dense black and red mist emerged from Xiahou's side, lingering around and looking fierce. He sneered and said, "Mr. Zhou, why don't you try it?"

  Zhou Ji nodded slightly and said with a smile, "It's exactly what I want."

After the words fell, a thunderstorm resounded across the wilderness, and the situation suddenly changed suddenly. Xia Hou frowned, noticing that all the energy around him was pouring into the sky, and the clear and bright sky gathered dark clouds in an instant, knowing that Zhou Ji could no longer cast spells, so he stepped forward , Flying forward, a little cold light came first, and then the spear shot out like a dragon.

  Ujin's spear cut through the dull air, reaching Zhou Ji's chest like light and electricity.

  Zhou Ji smiled indifferently. Although his realm has been stuck on the edge of the immortal way, the expansion of his cultivation base for a thousand years is far beyond Xiahou's imagination.

Breaking free from the blockage of the Qi machine easily, he stepped forward like a stroll in the garden, and his figure disappeared. Xia Hou had already seen Zhou Ji's body skills, although he didn't know how to simulate the "no distance", but he was prepared in his heart, and the spear pierced through the wounded body. Shadow, returned the gun and swept behind him.

At this time, there seemed to be a thunderstorm in the sky. Xia Hou looked up and saw Zhou Ji standing in the air, forming a seal with one hand, and drawing a blue-purple lightning bolt as thick as a bucket with the other hand to guide the black clouds in the sky. It crashed.

  The True Art of Subduing Demons and Repelling Thunder.

  This is Zhou Ji's mental method for stepping into the door of practice, and it is also the thunder method that he has been practicing for thousands of years.

   There is no effect of prolonging life and longevity, but some are just killing evil and subduing demons!

  (end of this chapter)