Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Outside Jindu, the rain continued.

In the misty mountains and forests, a young girl is coming with an umbrella.

She is dressed in a green dress, light-colored skirt, and only a little flower dotted between her hair. She is bright and delicate. She walks in the mud of the mountains, but she is like a fairy without any dust.

A young man in the field was dumbfounded and wanted to get to know her, but when he saw her, he kept going straight to Chongnan Mountain.

"It's the fairy from the academy." The young man bowed his head in disappointment.

The girl quickly came from the side entrance and entered the interior of the college that occupies the entire mountain-it’s not that she didn’t want to go to the main entrance. The behavior was very harsh, and the female disciples in the college who didn't want to be troublesome all walked through the side door.

After entering through the side door, she quickly went to her room. She put down the books in her bag, walked to the table and lit the candlelight, and sighed slightly.

The cover of the booklet was blown by the wind, and on the title page was the fair name-Bai Ruolan.

The girl hid the book and rested for a while watching the candlelight.

She was originally a sister in Xizhou, and she has been in Zhongzhou for more than a year.

Now I think back to my previous self, I really want to go back and give her two sticks.

How could he be so heart-spirited that he just got off the boat and left with others? If it weren't for that senior fellow Feng Qingxiu, who had the pseudonym Xie Lingyun, helped him, it would be hard to imagine what kind of fate he would fall into.

That senior fellow Feng Qingxiu recently turned Zhongzhou upside down, and let the celebrities of Kun-Lai be known to all, he really deserves to be the chief apprentice!

It's a pity that I couldn't stay with him for a while.

After that, I stayed in Jindu. I wanted to use what I learned in Xizhou to identify some low-level spiritual objects and collect enough money for the ship to return to Xizhou. The senior officials in the country had some connections, so they insisted that she be his ninth wife.

And she was unaccompanied in Central Continent, and her cultivation level was only in the training period. She was far from the opponent of foundation building and casual cultivation, and after staying here for some time, she also knew how dangerous it would be to go out of the city. Fortunately, it happened at the time. The college recruited people, so she went for the exam.

Thanks to Kun-Lai’s spiritual rice, she was full of energy and had an unforgettable ability, coupled with the ancient poems she once remembered, and finally came over and became one of the ten civilian disciples in the courtyard. She is also the only female disciple.

After entering, she also calmly told the college leader that the poems that passed the test were all learned in Xizhou. This time she was admitted to the hospital, but was forced by the wicked. It was really impossible. She only asked to stay away in the courtyard for some time. Please leave.

The mountain leader heard that she praised her for being upright, and felt that she had a good posture, so he accepted her as a disciple.

In this college, there is a mountain leader as the backer, which gave her a place to stay.

Later, she also learned the status of this college.

Jin is a great country in Central Continent. After the demise of Daxuan, the world was in turmoil. Ziyun Dao sent his true disciples into the mortal world to drive away monsters, kill bandits, and rebuild the country, until later he handed over the throne to his descendants and returned. Ziyun said. Therefore, for thousands of years since the establishment of the Jin Dynasty, Zhongzhou has been under the rule of Ziyun Dao.

The Chongnan Academy in the capital of the Jin Kingdom is even more ancient. It used to be one of Daxuan’s nine great academies. Until Daxuan collapsed, some monks proposed to burn all Daxuan scrolls so that Qiyun monks would not have the opportunity to make a comeback. Party reconsideration.

Only after reading the scroll, Ziyun Dao Yanzun refused this request.

He said that after the calamity was over, this scroll was the wisdom of the human race for thousands of years, and it was the clock of the remaining human luck, so he left this academy and bestowed it on Jin.

This college stayed for this reason.

However, at that time, the academy Shan Chang had a heart to Daxuan, unwilling to give in, and even claimed to be martyred here.

So he was taken away by the head of the owl, by his servants, and away from home.

As a result, the academy was under the rule of Ziyun Dao Jin, and those who performed well in the academy and had spiritual roots could be recommended to Ziyun Dao.

The original intention of this academy was only to select the best materials for Ziyun Dao, but now that it has the qualifications for recommendation, it is difficult to be simple.

Gradually, it even became the private land of the powerful and royal family. If it weren't for the ability of the mountain leader of this generation, it would be impossible to recruit even the civilians that could be recruited every year.

It's just that Zhongzhou is still a place where men are inferior to women. Although female disciples are mostly daughters of power and power, marriage with relatives is also extremely common among Zhongzhou monks. As for the daughters of common people, there are few who can study.

The various rules aimed at women in the front yard wanted female students not to go to the front entrance. At the beginning, Bai Ruolan insisted on going to the front entrance, but she was picked out by many mischievous mistakes for more than ten days, and she knelt for more than ten days. After that, they no longer challenge the inherent authority.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but miss Xizhou. Although her parents valued men more when she was in the farmhouse, she had never lost their food and clothing. Here in Zhongzhou, the status of women is so low that it is horrible. After entering the martial art, the status of women is completely the same as that of men, and they can grow up without restriction.

She was a little angry and a little helpless.

I can only grind my ink and continue to write my own book.

The Dream of Red Mansions made her feel better in the academy. Many women read the book and liked it very much. Although it was not written by her, she also made a lot of money, enough for her schooling. The long helped her cushion it.

She quickly wrote down a volume, scanned it a few times, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong, then converged the book, put it in the book bag, and went out again under the umbrella.

This book is "Pursuing Immortals" written by herself, without copying anyone, but an outline drawn out by herself, relying on the dog-blood routines she has been immersed in for many years, and she opened a new book by herself.

The protagonist in the book is just an ordinary academy disciple. He has no adventure along the way. He is appreciated by the teacher through his diligence and recommended to enter a middle school, and then he goes with them all the way through the thorny story of the great martial arts.

After all, she stayed in Kun-Lai for some time, writing some details of the martial art clearly, plus all kinds of small details of training, it is full of realism, the protagonist and the heroine are touched by all kinds of blood, affection and love. Life and death... the readers here are actually very fond of this set. So far, they have written the third volume, and they have been rated as "children in writing but sincere in emotion" by the teachers, and they all began to urge her to write down.

Now she wants to pass the last chapter of the fourth volume to Shan Chang and return the money.

As long as you write more, you should not worry about the money going back and forth to Xizhou.

Although Shan Chang treats her very well, her college is too depressing for women. She still prefers the atmosphere of Xizhou, at least not having to worry about the powerful and powerful to marry her.

After walking through the promenade, she entered a small courtyard and transferred to the study.

In the room, a young man was sitting in front of the chessboard, holding Baizi to play, and seeing her approaching, smiled: "Xiao Lan, but did you write the back scroll?"

Between that smile, it was like a thousand pear blossoms blooming, elegant and beautiful, and the black and white eyes clearly showed sincere care, but Bai Ruolan couldn't help but jump in her heart.

If she hadn't met the gods like Ji Mingyu's father and senior brother in Kun-Lai, she would have been unable to help but become one of the brain-dead fans in the courtyard.

In front of the female classmates in the college, she promised that she would never have any wrong thoughts about the mountain leader, so that she could integrate into them, and the documents modified by the mountain leader could also be sold to them in exchange for a lot. For money, she survived on this for a long time.

"Let me show you!" Bai Ruolan handed the book to him.

"Xiaolan, are you really unwilling to inherit my mantle and learn Yongdao?" The young man still sighed, "You are still somewhat savvy in writing together."

"The disciples don't understand. Why do you have so many disciples? They are all willing to be your true biography." Bai Ruolan thought for a while, she still wanted to return to Xizhou.

She has also read Yong Dao’s books, which are very similar to the Confucianism on earth. They are used to reduce the ruler’s ruling costs and require the people to do things for the people. They all have a set of human relations management, but she can’t. Why bother to be an official?

"Speaking of this, the words will be longer." The young man gave Baizi a little and said, "My ancestors lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests after the destruction of Daxuan, but you also know that the realm of cultivation in Central Continent is extremely chaotic, and there is no country to show. Long talent, where does the awe-inspiring spirit come from, that talent is acquired through experience and teaching. If you stand still, you will surely die."

Bai Ruolan nodded: "That's why you came out later and defected to the Kingdom of Jin, didn't you?"

"Yes, hundreds of years ago, I was the last monk of Yongdao. At that time, I wanted to go to Taiqing or the Tao of Heaven, but the road was dangerous. If it wasn't for the Prince of Jin to save him, I would stay there if I was afraid that I could not get there "I'm in Jin Kingdom." The young man said calmly, "After that, I no longer care about the expulsion of my ancestors from the academy, and only then teach a disciple Xiang Yongdao, but my lineage needs to have compassion for mortals in the world. ...Nakasu, too little."

"You can go to Xizhou, there are so many!" Bai Ruolan suggested.

"The Xizhou disciples have a heart for Kun-Lai, not far, after you have been to Kun-Lai, are you still willing to go to those little schools?" The young man smiled.

"Yes... Okay," Bai Ruolan also understood. She was willing to come to Zhongzhou to find out what is good or bad. As for those who were selected in Xizhou, "I am afraid that most of them are still unwilling."

"That's the case, in the academy, you have also seen how many powerful disciples feel that they are born equal?" the young man asked.

"It's a little hard to find." Bai Ruolan nodded, "It would be great if you could go to a foreign sect to teach. That way, many Kun-Lai disciples are willing to follow your way. The class of Xizhou is much less obvious."

"I thought to myself, but you don't understand the enmity between Daxuan and Kun-Lai-alas, Kun-Lai, choose the dragon and the phoenix, the qualifications are equal, regardless of high or low," the young man looked forward and said softly. , "If you can see the master of Xing Dao, then this life is worthwhile."

There was a sense of pride in Bai Ruolan's heart, and she couldn't help but discuss: "It's okay if you teach me, but I can't stay to help you. Then I will go back. How about helping you spread it?"

"You would like to learn, I would naturally want to teach." The young man smiled, then took out a book, was about to explain the problem to her, but suddenly frowned.

"What's the matter?" Bai Ruolan asked.

The young man put down the booklet, lifted a pen, and whispered softly, "With consistent."

In the void, the tentacles of a squid that was releasing poison in a bottle were painted black and strung into a squid whisker.

A young man in gold suddenly appeared, rolled up the young man and Bai Ruolan, and ran away quickly.

However, in the next second, the surrounding void distorted, showing ink mountains and rivers, pavilions and towers.

In the pavilion, the young man asked indifferently: "You are?"

The young man in golden clothes frowned: "Aren't you a golden core monk?"

How could he be dragged in by a higher rank.

The young man said calmly: "The Golden Mean, not showing sharpness, how can you understand the monster, let's talk, what's the purpose?"

"It's nothing, just invite you to have tea." The young man in Jin Yi looked domineering and arrogant, and smiled lightly. "By the way, I am not a monster. My name is Youjia. Why don't you fall? The poison should be given."

Had it not been for a retreat, he wouldn't have paid a lot of money to buy the drug of Dufeng, but he was kind and didn't want to hurt them.

He is kind-hearted!

The young man shook his body slightly and said in a low voice: "Very despicable, I remember you, it's better."