Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 352 Qinglian Seeks Help
It’s over.

There was regret in everyone's eyes.

Yang Baitao clenched her fists, the corners of her mouth trembling, and it seemed as if something in her body was about to break out, but was suppressed.

Li Wenyan growled and tried to throw away the green chain, but it was too late.

No one could save Zhang Yuan at this time.

Unless he abandons the frame, lets it roll down the cliff, and escapes by himself.

Should I die myself, or let the carriage roll down and kill everyone in it?

Actually, there is no choice, right?
Zhang Yuan stood there, his shoulders supporting the bicycle frame, and slowly raised his head.

He raised his hand and grabbed a scroll from the bookcase behind him.

"Om-"

The scroll opened, revealing a picture of spring mountains with a light green glow.

The wild boar's head that rushed towards Zhang Yuan hit the green light, and its ten-foot-long body was wrapped in light and shadow, and was directly collected into the Spring Mountain Picture, turning into a black wild boar that was looking down and lurking beside the vegetable garden at the foot of the mountain.

"This is Rubao!"

"Oh, there is actually a treasure protecting me!"

Seeing the wild boar being captured, everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Yuan, and their faces were full of envy when they saw the scroll falling from his hand.

Zhang Yuan raised his head and grinned, "Everyone, I know you're jealous of me having the Confucian Treasure, but shouldn't we move the carriage out of the way first?"

His words startled everyone. Wei Ronghai and Xu Zhixing hurried forward. Some people pulled the carts, and some asked the scholar in the carriage to be careful.

After a while, the chaos on the mountain road finally calmed down.

"Thank you for saving my life, brother."

"My name is Zheng Xiuyuan, also known as Mudao. Thank you for saving my life."

The young students who got off the carriage all bowed to Zhang Yuan.

"His name is Zhang Yuan, courtesy name Juzheng." Not far away, Yang Baitao's eyes were filled with smiles. "He's traveling with us."

Not far away, Li Wenyan glanced at Zhang Yuan, nodded slightly, and turned to check the damage to the convoy.

Here, Wei Ronghai and others have surrounded Zhang Yuan.

"Brother Zhang, you actually practiced martial arts."

"Rubao, this kind of treasure is worth at least 30,000 gold pieces."

Everyone's eyes were filled with curiosity and exploration.

The prices on Qingtian Island are mostly biased towards practitioners, and the value of gold and silver is not too high.

But even so, a Confucian treasure worth 30,000 gold is not something these students can possess.

Not to mention thirty thousand taels of gold, even a thousand taels of gold is something that most Confucian scholars cannot earn in their entire lives.

"This thing is called——"

Zhang Yuan was about to speak when he suddenly turned to look at the scroll in his hand.

A faint green light was vibrating on the scroll.

"Brothers, I'll take care of that beast first, and then I'll talk to you all."

"My Confucian treasure cannot subdue this pig demon for long."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body moved and he fell into the scroll.

The scroll is suspended quietly, with light and shadow expanding and condensing on it.

Everyone watched carefully, not daring to make a sound.

Li Wenyan took a look at the scroll, chuckled and shook his head.

I thought it was a truly incredible Confucian treasure that could so easily subdue the pig demon with the combat power of the Innate Realm. It turned out that he was just using the power of the painting to temporarily suppress the beast.

Such treasures are much lower in level than treasures that can actually capture monsters.

Of course, even such a treasure is rare to be in the hands of a Confucian scholar.

People in this world must believe in chance.

Zhang Yuan had such a treasure to protect him when he was a Confucian scholar, so he will definitely go further than others in the future.

"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Juzheng..."

Li Wenyan whispered.

……

In the scroll, Zhang Yuan placed one hand on the wild boar's head.

There was fear in the wild boar's eyes, but it couldn't struggle at all.

His lively eyes slowly began to glaze over, and all the images from his memories were reflected on the scroll in Zhang Yuan's mind. A wild boar, strolling in the mountains...

By the time the golden light on Zhang Yuan's palm dissipated, the wild boar was already twitching and on the verge of death.

Zhang Yuan raised his hand and smashed the wild boar's skull with a palm.

What he wanted, he already got.

A pig demon that has lived for more than two hundred years, even if its intelligence is not very strong, is enough.

By reading the wild boar's memory, Zhang Yuan already knew the arrangements of the surrounding forces and demons.

The demon race had already infiltrated this Confucian exam, so they knew the identities of the elites who appeared in it.

Not only that, the demon tribe also specially lurked an elite from the tribe to participate in the enrollment.

In other words, among the two elites who answered fifty questions, one is a lurker of the demon clan.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yuan did not find any information about the demon clan from the wild boar's memory.

Yes, how could a stupid monster like the wild boar possibly grasp the core information?

After sorting out the memory information, Zhang Yuan dragged the wild boar and disappeared in the scroll, landing on the mountain path.

"Everyone, it's getting late. Why don't we skin this guy and have a good meal?"

Zhang Yuan's voice rang out.

On the mountain path, all the students cheered.

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When Wang Zhixue arrived, the convoy was already in a valley, surrounded by a bonfire and filled with the aroma of burning.

"what's the situation?"

Wang Zhixue looked at the students surrounding Zhang Yuan, talking and laughing, and couldn't help showing a bit of curiosity on his face.

"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Juzheng, came from Yongtianzhou. I saw his Tiangong record card. I guess he is a descendant of some family."

Li Wenyan spoke in a low voice.

He had just checked Zhang Yuan's Tiangong card, and it couldn't be fake.

Having this thing means that Zhang Yuan can be trusted.

He briefly explained how Zhang Yuan practiced both Confucianism and martial arts, and how he attacked from the cliff. Wang Zhixue nodded and said with a smile, "So you're from Yongtianzhou. No wonder you made up stories when answering questions."

He handed Zhang Yuan's paper to Li Wenyan.

Li Wenyan was also shocked when he saw that there were fifty questions on the test paper.

He looked at the answers carefully again and shook his head with a smile.

"It's certainly a fabrication, but some of it has a basis, perhaps some Confucianism or Taoism."

If it were the current Zhang Yuan, who had read the pig demon's two hundred years of memories and was familiar with Qingtianzhou, he would never rely on chaos to answer questions blindly.

He was also glad at this time. If this incident had not happened, he might not be able to enroll in school.

Wouldn't that be embarrassing?
The emperor asked him to study, but he couldn't even get into school, which would make him a laughing stock.

Over there, Zhang Yuan was practicing boxing, which made everyone sigh with emotion.

He frowned and turned his head slightly.

"Bam—"

In the mountains and forests not far away, a green lotus light rose up, illuminating the ten-mile night sky.

"Qinglian asks for help—"

Wang Zhixue and Li Wenyan stood up with serious expressions.

"I'll go take a look. Brother Wang, you should protect the students well." Li Wenyan held the ruler in his hand and whispered, "You can borrow Zhang Yuan's help."

Wang Zhixue nodded, raised his hand, and a series of green words floated in the air, protecting the area around the camp.

Not far away, Yang Baitao, who was sitting next to Zhang Yuan, whispered, "The light of enlightenment, this is a devout Confucian and Taoist practitioner..."

Zhang Yuan looked up at the swirling green characters.

These characters had a faint golden glow, and each one looked like a piece of armor, with considerable defensive power.

Moreover, there is a hint of light and shadow in these words that can calm the soul. Just by looking up, you can calm down.

"Wow--"

Not long after Li Wenyan left, a sound of running was heard in the forest.

"I am a student at the Yunchen Academy. My teachers and classmates have been killed by evil spirits. Please save me—"

(End of this chapter)