Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 356 Ancestor, Times Have Changed

All the great scholars were panting heavily.

Guaranteed to die!
That axe strike just now required the energy of the entire Zhulu Academy's three hundred years of literary cultivation.

The cost was considerable.

In other words.

Over the next three hundred years, Zhulu Academy will be reduced to a mortal land devoid of any talent.

In addition, it is blessed by the illusory images of past sages and great scholars of Zhulu Academy.

In addition, the current dean and three thousand great Confucian scholars joined forces, along with the deans of the other eight academies, to launch a full-force attack using the "Heaven and Earth as a Game" strategy.

Qin Wudi himself also suffered various backlashes.

Jiang Chen felt that if he stubbornly endured it, he would only die.

However, this is based on the premise of enduring it.

Humans can move.

Did Qin Wudi move just now?

Absolutely not!

The "Rotten Chess Game" has locked Qin Wudi firmly in the "Center" position.

With the added effect of the incredible debuff "A true gentleman observes chess without speaking," Qin Wudi had no choice but to await his doom.

but
Many powerful individuals with keen senses felt a sense of unease at the scene.

According to common sense.

Right now, their minds should be completely relaxed after the tension.

But the current situation is making them increasingly uneasy.

Qin Wudi is not dead?
But it's already turned to ashes!

Or.

Does the Qin clan have another Nine-Turn Scattered Immortal?
That's not right either.

Among the Mahayana Buddhist masters of the Qin family who were related to Confucianism and Taoism, Qin Wudi was the only one.

Even if there really is another Ninth-Rank Loose Immortal, it's impossible for him to casually leave seclusion just to avenge Qin Wudi.

It has come to this point.

Their only goal was to safely survive the heavenly tribulation.

wrong!

Jiang Chen frowned.

Why is the literary spirit still fading?

It's even faster than Qin Wudi's absorption speed just now!

However, because the attack on Zhulu Academy had just caused the surrounding spiritual energy to become completely disordered, no one noticed that the spiritual energy was rapidly dissipating.

Is it a coffin?!

Jiang Chen was startled, and then unleashed a powerful attack that made the nine academies pale in fear, slamming it into the coffin made of star-patterned immortal gold.

The crowd was still trying to figure out which master had unleashed this powerful offensive technique.

The unusual movement of the coffin immediately drew everyone's attention.

"hehe."

A faint, refined smile emanated from the coffin, but it could not conceal the extreme anger beneath it!
"I wonder which fellow Daoist saw through my true form? Tsk, that really hurt. It also interrupted my good time of secretly absorbing literary energy. I, Qin, must thank you properly in person."

Jiang Chen:.
Only an idiot would admit it!

As the words fell.

Another person emerged from the coffin, which was filled with starlight.

No one thought of it.

There was actually another person inside the coffin; this is truly a case of "blind spot under the lamp."

The main problem is that the Star Pattern Immortal Gold is too deceptive. Even if you open it, all you see is countless starlight, but who knows there's actually one lying inside!
Aren't you worried about it being crowded?

The man who stepped out of the Star-Patterned Immortal Golden Coffin was completely different from the previously decayed and ferocious Qin Wudi.

A moon-white scholar's robe flowed down like water, with lingering shadows of Confucian classics floating on its hem.

What hung at his waist was not a jade pendant, but a half-roll of yellowed bamboo slips—upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the original bamboo slips of the Analects of Confucius, Book 2, Chapter 2, which had been stolen from the Confucian Temple a thousand years ago.

His face was as if it had been meticulously drawn.

Her eyebrows resembled distant mountains shrouded in mist, with two star-like points adorning her temples as they slanted upwards.

His eyes were like a cold pool reflecting the moon, with the hexagrams of the Hetu (River Diagram) floating in his left pupil, while his right eye was as blank as a sheet of rice paper.

Her lips, though not fully parted, already carried a hint of a smile, yet that smile was like a meticulously painted portrait on her face, never touching her eyes.

What is most captivating is the thirty-six strands of literary energy that entwine around his fingertips, each strand condensing into the character "仁" (ren, benevolence) in a different script.

When he gently tapped the edge of the coffin, the remaining literary energy of the entire Zhulu Mountain Range surged forth as if on a pilgrimage, forming a carpet of light beneath his feet, reminiscent of the chapters of "The Great Learning".

"You are Qin Wudi?!"

Faced with Dean Lu Ming's questioning, Qin Wudi nodded calmly:

"Yes, it's me."

"But you... how could you grow up to look like this?"

Faced with this question.

Qin Wudi laughed, a normal and frank laugh this time.

"Who says a heretical Confucian scholar has to look half-human, half-ghost, and hideously ugly? But since you all think I should look like that, I might as well use the method of Confucianism and Taoism to create a 'Qin Wudi' that fits your stereotypes about me."

It turned out to be the case.

Zhazhi Ji also used a similar method to create "Xiao Nan".

At their level, the clones that emerge can no longer be considered clones, because in terms of both strength and thought, they are no different from the original body.

Jiang Chen would call these clones "Walking in the Human World".

After a pause, Qin Wudi looked at Dean Lu Ming again:

"Your real name is Zhang Mazi, right? But I don't see any pockmarks on your face."

His words left Dean Lu Ming speechless.

At the same time, the crowd in the square began to subconsciously evacuate.

This handsome Qin Wudi doesn't exude any dangerous aura, but that's precisely why he seems even more terrifying.

He knew perfectly well what Zhulu Academy's trump card was, but he didn't choose to run away.

Instead, it reveals its true form with ease and contentment.

Such people are either complete idiots or have nothing to fear.

Qin Wudi clearly belongs to the latter category.

"Hey, you don't need to be so tense. Sit down and have a good talk."

"What to talk about?"

Dean Lu Ming's face darkened. If he were to use the same method again, he might exhaust the thousand-year-old talent of Zhulu Academy in one fell swoop.

And his intuition told him so.

Even if the sages were summoned again, they would be powerless against the young version of Qin Wudi before them.

He definitely has a backup plan!
Otherwise, he couldn't have remained so calm after dying once. Therefore...

Dean Lu Ming also wanted a peaceful resolution.

"Simply put, the poem 'Drinking Alone Under the Moon' was originally written by a junior member of my Qin family named Qin Hong."

"Of course, for some unknown reason, by sheer coincidence, this child named Bai Lingtian obtained it."

"As for my request, it's very simple. I don't need the literary blessing and reward. Just have the nine academies announce to the Spirit Qi Continent that 'Drinking Alone Under the Moon' is a work by me, Qin Wudi. What do you say?"

shameless!
The faces of the great scholars from the nine academies darkened once again.

Qin Wudi is trying to create momentum!

He wanted to rely on this poem, along with his status as a Nine-Turn Loose Immortal, to become the contemporary master of Confucianism and Taoism in the Spirit Qi Continent!

An article of this caliber.

That's enough!

In fact, the nine academies could have easily agreed to his request.

After all, Qin Wudi probably doesn't know that his actions have been broadcast live.

Even if the nine academies did follow his instructions, cultivators across the land would never acknowledge his identity.

But precisely because it was a live broadcast, the nine academies were also "held hostage."

They could not possibly aid and abet the evildoer in front of the whole world and help Qin Wudi steal the poem.

"no?"

Qin Wudi was stunned to see the nine great scholars from the academies remaining unmoved.

Based on his understanding of these Confucian scholars.

In this situation, he should pretend to decline for a while before agreeing.

He himself secluded himself for hundreds of years.

How did these Confucian scholars become so inflexible?

If we really have to take action.

Qin Wudi was naturally not afraid, but he would always have to pay a considerable price.

Now that his tribulation is imminent, he is truly unwilling to use any of his trump cards.

"Hehe, Dean Lu Ming, what are you still hesitating about?"

Qin Wudi's eyes flashed, and his tone clearly carried a threat.

The nine academies remained silent, but secretly used their phones to make blind calls from under their sleeves, summoning friends and relatives to come and help.

at this time.

A haughty voice suddenly rang out:

"Hey, Master, what do I think I hear? It sounds like a dog barking."

As the sound falls.

Yaochi Holy Master Fu Yuechan arrived at the scene.

Followed by.

Li Wanjun and Ji Ruoyao also appeared.

Three Holy Lords!

Furthermore, they were all holding sacred artifacts!

Upon seeing this, Qin Wudi, who had been calm all along, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye:
"I, Qin, respectfully welcome the three Holy Lords. May I ask what brings you here?"

He greeted them respectfully.

But he couldn't even bend over.

The Qin people are not intimidated by the sacred land!
He, a Nine-Turn Loose Immortal, is no weaker than any Holy Lord!

He figured that the Holy Land's appearance was just to make its presence known and to warn him not to go too far.

of course.

Qin Wudi believed that his request was not excessive.

But what the Holy Lord said next left him dumbfounded.

Fu Yuechan, abandoning her usual carefree attitude, adopted the dignified and awe-inspiring demeanor of a holy ruler, subtly positioning herself in the center of the live stream camera:
"Don't you know why we've come here?"

Li Wanyun simply stepped forward, perfectly blocking Fu Yuechan and securing her place in the center of the shot:
"Heh, you old codger, you're just sitting here relying on your age and acting all high and mighty, even threatening people to help you copy poems. As a senior, you have no shame at all. Why don't you ask us what we're here for?"

Fu Yuechan tried to steal the spotlight, but she couldn't outmaneuver Li Wanyun, so she resorted to cursing at Qin Wudi.

"You old coffin-stuff, have you no shame? A Nine-Turn Loose Immortal stealing a junior's poem, is this some kind of thieving skill passed down in your Qin family?"

Ji Ruoyao was even more direct, swinging the immortal artifact, the Sheji Cauldron, and smashing it onto the star-patterned immortal golden coffin.

Such a large movement would naturally cause the cameraman to turn the camera towards him.

Ji Ruoyao, on the other hand, faced the photographer's camera with her perfect profile:
"Fellow Daoists, watch carefully!"

She stepped on Qin Hong, who was trying to get up:
"This father and son, one writing lewd lyrics and songs in a brothel, the other using evil magic to impersonate a scholar, are truly a loving father and filial son! I, the Great Dream Saint Lord, will surely strike down evil and uphold justice today!"

Qin Wudi stood there like a lackey.

This is wrong
How did the Holy Land get involved in this mess?

According to Qin Wudi's thinking, the Holy Land would never openly side with the Nine Great Academies over such a matter.
They were hoping that the Qin family and the nine academies would suffer a lose-lose situation.

At most, they'll show up as peacemakers when it's all over, collect some benefits, and then choose to turn a blind eye.

this.
Is this righteous and awe-inspiring behavior still the selfish and self-serving holy land I remember?
What are they after in standing up for the academy?
Picture what?
Of course, it's for fame!
The live stream room is now full of:
The screen was flooded with comments like "The Holy Lord is mighty," "The Holy Lord is invincible," and "The Holy Land reigns supreme."

[Goddess Mother stepped on me!]

This is a real mother!

Fu Yuechan, though possessing a strong older sister aura on her own, appears almost childlike next to Ji Ruoyao and Li Wanyun.

I can't imagine how happy I would be if Li Wanjun shoved a kick into my mouth.

That's delicious!

I'm willing to have my tonsils examined directly.

That would be even better.

[The Qin family's ancestral craft is stealing poetry? Hilarious! We should apply for UNESCO World Heritage status!] (Donations: 10 sports cars)

[Look at Qin Wudi's foolish appearance, he looks like a complete country bumpkin.]

[I'm a cultivator from the Central Region, and a classic one at that, just emerged from seclusion. Please be understanding.]

[Ancestor Qin, times have changed.]

[If you had presented a handsome version of Qin Wudi from the beginning, and kept insisting that you wrote "Bring in the Wine," thus misleading the public, this might have actually succeeded.]

It's too late to say anything now. The moment he made his move, he had already lost completely.

[Exactly, what era are we living in? People still dare to start fights? Even a prince from another world would go to jail for beating someone up.]

[The Qin clan? Get ready to be cyberbullied!]

【+1】

[I'm just a keyboard warrior. I get really happy cyberbullying these notorious families, hehehe.]

I'm the subordinate, and I still have to stir up trouble for my relatives everywhere.

[Sorry, I'm a disgusting man, and I'm also going to create lewd rumors about all the female cultivators of the Qin clan. Thank you.]

(End of this chapter)