Chapter 238 Heart Saint Academy

Xinsheng Academy is the most deviant academy within the Confucian sect.

Everyone knows that there are seven major academies within the Confucian sect, led by Baihe Academy, followed by several other famous academies such as Qingzhu Academy and Jinghai Academy. Each academy is expanding its influence. Only Xinsheng Academy is an outlier. It has been ranked at the bottom of the Confucian sect for many years and has been unable to make any progress.

The dean of the academy, Ye Xuanyang, has values ​​that are different from those of mainstream academies, and his philosophy of running a school is also different from others.

Wu Yilong, a traitor to Confucianism, was his disciple.

Wu Chong followed Wu Yilong and left Prince Jinghai's Mansion. The two of them did not speak during the whole journey. Wu Yilong, who was leading the way, walked very fast, and his figure was like a flicker, covering a long distance with every step. Wu Chong followed him leisurely. Wu Yilong's strength was not bad either. He was also in the Yuan Shen realm.

He is already considered outstanding among the second generation disciples, and heavenly beings like Senior Sister Su Daoyu are not among them.

After walking through the main street, Wu Yilong took Wu Chong into an alley.

The road became more and more deviated, the surrounding houses became more and more dilapidated, the road gradually became less clean, and some poor people with dull expressions appeared around. These people stood in front of the house, looking at the passers-by with indifferent expressions.

"arrive."

Wu Yilong stopped, and a thatched bookstore appeared in front of Wu Chong.

Heart Saint Academy!

If it weren't for the plaque at the door, Wu Chong would have thought he was attending a private school run by a down-and-out gentleman.

Walk through the academy gate.

Behind is a small farmyard. In the yard, there are several dolls with big heads and big brains, shaking their heads and reading. There were a few old hens pecking at insects nearby, which looked nothing like the seven major academies of Confucianism.

"We have guests."

The old master who was teaching the naughty boy put down the bamboo slips in his hand and said with a smile.

The naughty boys who were still memorizing the book all looked over curiously when they heard the master's words.

A little boy with a tuft of hair on his forehead asked curiously.

"Master, is our guest unable to go to school?"

"Then can we go home?"

This is the biggest concern of these urchins.

"That's it for today, go home quickly."

The master smiled and hit the naughty boy on the head with a bamboo slip.

When these little kids heard that school was over, they immediately jumped up from their seats, like wild horses running wild, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"These children are my new disciples since I came here. They are all very smart."

The master nodded and Wu Yilong, who brought Wu Chong in, immediately retreated.

The master rushed into the back room with Wu. After sitting down, he took out some tea leaves from the jar next to him and poured them into the teacup. Strain the tea leaves with boiled hot water. When the boiling water is poured down, the aroma of tea in the cup will instantly float out.

"This is the tea I made myself. Try it?"

Only then did Wu Chong take stock of the master.

He appears to be in his forties, with a thin figure and a few white hairs in his hair. He gives a serious and old-fashioned impression.

This person is the dean of Xinsheng Academy, Ye Xuanyang!

A strong man at the level of the head of the academy is equivalent to a Taoist master of the Zhenwu Sect. Each one is a strong man who can suppress one party. Wu Chong tried to sense it and found that he really couldn't see through the person in front of him. But it should not be as strong as Laotianshi. The two give people a completely different feeling.

“Good tea.”

Wu Chong didn't understand tea either, but he could still tell whether it tasted good or not.

"When you leave later, remember to take two bags with you."

Ye Xuanyang smiled and poured Wu Chong another drink.

"The master of the hospital asked Wu Yilong to call me here. Isn't it just for tea?" After drinking the tea, Wu Chong stopped asking straightforward questions.

This has been the habit of Mr. Wu for a long time.

He doesn't like ink.

I also hate people who are pretentious.

"I accidentally learned that Mr. Wu is also in Jinghaicheng, so I wanted to get to know him."

Ye Xuanyang put down the teacup and looked at Wu Chong.

"By the way, I would also like to know what Mr. Wu thinks of Emperor Qi and what he thinks of Da Qi."

This is the question Wu Yilong asked before.

Now that Ye Xuanyang asked, the meaning was different. They were probably looking for some influential people with similar aspirations, and Wu Chong happened to come into his sight.

"I'm a nobody, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't matter, right?"

Wu Chong has some strength.

But as far as his current strength is known to outsiders, it should not be enough to attract the attention of the first-level powerhouse master. Not to mention personal ideas affecting the huge empire of Daqi.

"Of course there is. Mr. Wu is the master of the Tsing Yi Building in Jinghai City. The entire Zhenwu Cult Taoist community in Jinghai City must be at your disposal. You can decide the life or death of thousands of people with just one word."

Ye Xuanyang looked away and poured himself a cup of tea.

Wu Chong just listened to Ye Xuanyang's words.

He is the Qingyi landlord of Jinghai City, but to say that one sentence can determine the life or death of thousands of people is a bit exaggerated. Those Taoists in Jinghaicheng were not brainless fools. If Wu Chong really issued some drastic orders, these people would never listen.

"When Emperor Qi rebelled against the ancient gods, did Mr. Wu fight against members of the royal family? What was your impression?"

Wu Chong is a wanted criminal designated by Emperor Qi.

This is something that everyone knows, and it is normal for Ye Xuanyang to ask.

Royal member?

Wu Chong thought of King Canglan and the four Daxue Temple monks who were casually crushed to death by him.

impression

The villain who was casually crushed to death has no impression whatsoever.

This was Wu Chong's first thought.

But people like Ye Xuanyang would not discuss such useless topics. In other words, what he wanted to ask was his influence on the royal family members.

Wu Chong recalled King Canglan.

Although the Canglan King has not broken through to heaven, he is definitely the kind of person who is extremely difficult to deal with in the realm of Yuanshen.

With the power of the ancient gods, King Canglan is almost immortal.

As long as his divine power is still there, he will not die. That is to say, King Canglan later took the initiative and decided to fight Wu Chong for his soul, otherwise Wu Chong would really have to spend a lot of time to kill him.

"Characteristics of the Ancient God?"

Wu Chong remembered what King Canglan had said.

"Mr. Wu, do you think this kind of divinity is normal?"

normal?

None of you warriors above heaven and human are normal. After accepting divinity, heavenly beings are no longer pure humans. None of them are easy to kill, and their methods are even more bizarre than the last. In the world of immortals, all of them are monsters! The kind that wants to be slain by demons.

"Our world is not originally like this."

Ye Xuanyang turned around and went to the back to get a book and handed it to Wu Chong.

"Gods"

The name of the book is very simple, just two words.

But this made Wu Chong's eyelids twitch. When he looked at Ye Xuanyang again, he finally understood the reason why this guy asked him that question several times.

Compared with those forces that are still vying for the spokesperson of the gods, the Heart Saint Academy is completely disdainful. They are interested in his 'big brother'.

"I wonder if Mr. Wu is interested in working with us to restore the world to its original state."

Ye Xuanyang stated his purpose.

Wu Chong remained silent.

The people from the Heart Saint Academy seem to have set a somewhat ambitious goal.

This pattern opened up all of a sudden.