Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 370 I, Meng Haoran, will do my utmost to support Qingtianzhou Confucianism

Outside the Banshan Courtyard, the students and teachers who were watching could no longer hold back and rushed into the courtyard together.

They were curious about what kind of inhuman torture the young master had suffered in the Moving Mountain Courtyard that caused Master Kong and Commander Zhou to exclaim in shock.

Where does Junior Master's grief and anger come from?

Everyone rushed into the Banshan Courtyard.

What meets the eye is a sea of ​​blood!
In Banshan Courtyard, blood flowed like a river!
In the square, more than ten bodies were either kneeling or tied up, already covered in blood.

There were also those whose bodies were broken into pieces, or even scattered...

"Deputy Headmaster Kong, Headmaster, you all arrived at the perfect time. This time, taking advantage of the arrival of Dean Zhang Juzheng, I conducted a self-investigation at Banshanyuan, and surprisingly, I uncovered so many spies!"

An old man in a black robe, with the martial arts skills of a grandmaster, held a long whip in his hand, with barbs, blood and flesh hanging on it.

The worshippers in the surrounding Banshan Courtyard all looked pale, as if they had just fought a great battle.

Some of them still had dazed expressions, seemingly seriously injured.

"These spies have been lurking in Banshan Academy for tens or hundreds of years, and who knows how many secrets of Bailu Academy they have betrayed."

"Just now, seeing they couldn't hide anymore, they attacked brazenly. Mr. Shuyao was injured and almost disfigured!"

The middle-aged man who spoke was holding a mace in his hand, and his voice was filled with indignation.

Mr. Shuyao, you were almost disfigured?

The most beautiful woman in Bailu Mountain was almost disfigured?

Everyone who entered the Banshan Courtyard slowly turned their gaze to the bloody figures in the square.

No wonder.

No wonder the people from Banshanyuan were so ruthless!

The killing was too light!
There was murderous intent in the eyes of several instructors.

Several students clenched their fists.

Anyone who dares to hurt Mr. Shuyao's face should be killed!

Kong Wenyuan frowned, holding a folding fan, and walked quickly across the square to a small courtyard, where he saw Meng Shuyao's back facing outside.

Kong Wenyuan was a little nervous. He took a deep breath and spoke softly, "Junior sister..."

He took a step forward, and Meng Shuyao stretched out her hand, but did not turn her head: "Don't come over——"

Kong Wenyuan paused.

"Junior sister, did the Banshan Court really find so many spies?"

"These people have been lurking for so many years?"

He paused for a moment, then expressed his doubts: "It's really not you who are trying to embarrass Junior Brother Ju Zheng by fighting him—"

His voice stopped.

In front, Meng Shuyao turned around.

The face of the most beautiful woman on Bailu Mountain was swollen like a pig's head.

"I will carefully examine these spies and skin them alive!" Kong Wenyuan turned and left.

Meng Shuyao stood there, tears in her eyes.

Second Brother, he didn't even want to look at me.

How ugly am I right now?
All of this is——

Meng Shuyao trembled all over, felt a chill on her back, and didn't dare to think about the scene just now.

The two abysses suspended in the sky made her feel fear from the bottom of her heart.

……

A big event happened in the Banshan Courtyard on Bailu Mountain.

When the new dean arrived, the academy cooperated in a self-investigation and discovered more than ten spies.

These spies were desperate and took action recklessly, not only injuring many of the temple's servants, but also almost disfiguring Mr. Meng Shuyao.

In order to vent their anger, the priests in Banshan Courtyard beheaded most of these spies on the spot, and some were tortured severely. The scene was tragic.

Junior Master Zhang Juzheng was kind-hearted and did not want to see this scene, but he was powerless to stop it, so he turned and left.

On Bailu Mountain, the news spread within half a day.

Countless people were angry that the most beautiful woman in Bailu Mountain was almost disfigured.

Countless people were moved by the kindness of Junior Master Zhang Juzheng.

Some people also wondered why the Master had come out of seclusion and the strength of the White Deer Mountain was the strongest in a hundred years, but they had to start a strict investigation.

Is there any secret that cannot be revealed?
……

Bailu Mountain is not just a mountain, but also the head of Confucianism and Taoism in Qingtian Continent.

What happened on Bailu Mountain affected the entire Qingtian Continent.

Almost at the same time, Jinglun Academy and Xuanji Academy also began to thoroughly investigate the spies lurking under their jurisdiction and those who had been planted.

The Buddhist Leiyin Temple, the demonic Netherworld Demon Sect, and the immortal Qingyun Immortal Sect all moved quietly.

The unusual actions on Bailu Mountain must have a deep meaning behind them in the eyes of both immortals and demons.

In order to find out the secrets of Bailu Academy, all parties tried their best.

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The southern region of Qingtian Continent.

A large square city.

This is where Haoran Academy is located, Haoqi City.

Haoqi City has been established in the Tiannan area of ​​Qingtianzhou for more than ten thousand years. It has grown from a mere ten-mile academy to the current Haoran city with a radius of five hundred miles.

The city's ninety-six districts and three hundred and eighty academies housed millions of Confucian and Taoist disciples, along with tens of millions of other civilians. The entire Haoqi City was a vast Confucian and Taoist training ground.

Located in the city center, the main courtyard of Haoran Academy.

He was wearing a gray robe, had short gray hair and beard, and exuded the righteous aura of Confucianism and Taoism. Behind him, the shadow of a green sword was vaguely floating.

The man standing in front of the stone steps of the main courtyard is the absolute center of the entire Haoran Academy. Meng Haoran will live forever with his noble spirit.

The noble spirit lasts forever, and the sword can conquer mountains and rivers. The dean of Haoran Academy once fought with powerful immortals and demons with a sword. The sword light crisscrossed three thousand miles and killed one hundred thousand immortals and demons.

His fighting ability is also the strongest among the four academies except for the master.

"Chief of the mountain."

In front of Meng Haoran, several middle-aged men in green robes, carrying long swords on their backs, bowed.

Haoran Academy uses scholars to carry swords, and the sword and the book are practiced together.

"The incident at the Bailu Mountain Banshan Courtyard serves as a warning to Haoqi City."

With his hands behind his back, Meng Haoran narrowed his eyes and spoke softly.

"There must be many spies in my Haoqi City."

In front of the stone steps, several teachers in charge of the academy looked up.

At Haoran Academy, Meng Haoran's words are orders.

"Within a month, we will clean up Haoqi City, sort out all the schools in the city, and eliminate the minions of the immortals and demons that have entered our Haoqi City."

Meng Haoran's voice sounded faintly.

"promise."

Several people bowed, clasped their fists, and turned to leave.

Meng Haoran looked into the distance, his face calm, and whispered softly, "Master, are you really going to take a risk?..."

Taking a deep breath, he pressed his palms on the stone railing in front of him, a gleam in his eyes.

"If the Master of Bailu Academy dies while trying to save the world, I, Meng Haoran, will do my utmost to support the Confucianism of Qingtianzhou and die without regrets."

……

The back mountain of Bailu Academy.

Zhang Yuan stayed in the thatched cottage in Banshanyuan, in front of the thatched cottage where the Master lived.

According to his request, all patrol guards in the back mountain must be reviewed and rearranged.

From Panshi Courtyard to Banshan Courtyard, there were a total of eighteen lines of defense, both visible and invisible, arranged layer by layer, so that not even a mosquito could fly to the thatched cottage where the Master lived without his permission.

Originally, Zhou Shucheng and others from Panshiyuan still had some doubts about Zhang Yuan's ability, and were somewhat resistant to Zhang Yuan's patrol arrangements and training.

However, the behavior of the people in Banshanyuan made everyone unable to understand for a while.

Everyone in Banshanyuan, from the head monk Meng Shuyao to the servants, had no doubts about Zhang Yuan's arrangements and carried them out resolutely.

The offerings from the Banshan Courtyard, which were previously difficult to mobilize, are now divided into thirty-six groups, patrolling the area of ​​three hundred miles around Bailu Mountain day and night.

Even those grandmaster-level worshippers often went to the thatched cottage in Banshanyuan in the back mountain to take orders from Zhang Juzheng, the head of Banshanyuan.

Have these people in Banshanyuan really changed their personalities?

Back mountain, on the mountainside.

A team of patrolling soldiers stopped two middle-aged men wearing green Confucian robes.

"Go and inform the Master that Feng Ming and He Que, two teachers from Jiyue Academy, are here to visit and want to see the Master."

The middle-aged Confucian Taoist in the lead held a stone inkstone in his hand, his face calm and he spoke in a loud voice.

"We know that your Dean Zhang has established a new rule that only those who have passed the heart examination and soul test can see the master."

The two looked at each other and straightened their clothes.

"Bring me the ruler of conscience."

In front, the leading patrol guards looked at each other and took out a green jade ruler.

The leading patrol officer took a step forward and pointed with the jade ruler in his hand. A faint green light and shadow enveloped the bodies of the two people in front of him.

The two green-robed scholars stiffened slightly.

"May I ask you two gentlemen, do you intend to enter Bailu Mountain and do something unbecoming to the Master?" The military officer looked at the two men and spoke loudly.

"No."

"none."

The two men stood straight and replied calmly.

The patrol guards' expressions eased slightly and they took a step back.

The military officer also put away the jade ruler and clasped his fists: "Excuse me, gentlemen, please..."

The two scholars looked at each other, nodded, and chuckled, saying, "There are seven checkpoints up and down the mountain. It's really not easy to see the Master now."

"Yes, when we went to see the Master back then, we could always see him whenever we wanted. It was never this difficult. Could it be that the Master has some—"

The two walked forward quickly, but after walking a few feet, a figure in front of them blocked their way.

"Do you two want to see the master?" A faint voice sounded.

The sky is dyed with ink, Zhang Juzheng.

As the two raised their heads, the shadows of dragons and elephants suddenly rose up behind Zhang Yuan.

Under the pressure of the dragon and elephant's power, the inkstone in the hand of the leading scholar shattered instantly.

"boom--"

Gray-black demonic energy swirled around the two men, making their faces look as hideous as evil guests from the underworld.

"Two more people are here to die..." Zhang Yuan said softly, slowly raising his fingers.

(End of this chapter)