I became a god by eating monsters, and I became immortal by killing monsters.

Chapter 24 I Will Kill You
No one in Yang State had expected that after the four of their fellow disciples got together.

It was not about beheading the Taoist priest of the Jiang Kingdom, nor was it about earning countless profits, being rewarded greatly after returning to the country, and rising to prominence.

Instead, the four of them formed a column, took turns writing marching poems, and raced against time to escape.

"Next, confirm the death staircase, just in case."

The calm and collected Yang Hongdao had just finished reciting a marching poem and should have been the last of the four to rest.

But he suddenly spoke, making the atmosphere even more solemn.

Yuwen Hongren was at the head of the team at this time, and his voice was almost drowned out by the wind.

"Brother Yang, I'll be the first one!"

Pei Hongda was trembling all over at this time, terrified.

The rapidly consumed physical strength cannot be replenished.

But he still gritted his teeth and followed Gao Hongde closely.

What you think in your heart is completely different from what you express.

"The entrance to Meishan Immortal Palace is guarded by Lu Zigan and King Xuan."

"Even if Lu Zigan intends to bring the Southern Barbarians into the game, King Xuan shouldn't sit idly by."

"What's going on outside?"

"Or is it that there is more than one entrance to the Immortal Palace?"

Gao Hongde felt a little unwilling and even a little scared.

Among all the people, he has the highest cultivation level.

He really should be at the top of the ladder of death because he is the one with the best chance of escaping.

But he looked at Yuwen Hongren, Yang Hongdao and even Pei Hongda, whom he had always looked down upon, who were facing death calmly.

He felt more and more conflicted.

He wanted to go back to the academy to study hard and see the girl who had two big dimples when she smiled.

But right now, there was nothing he could do except escape.

Gao Hongde swore secretly in his heart.

"Meng Jiao, if I can escape this time."

"I will definitely kill you without mercy."

"My Yang army will definitely massacre Yongchang City with blood."

"Only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart!"

The Nanman Kingdom is located in a remote area, and the witches and shamans in the country can communicate with nature and drive away monsters.

Meng Jiao is the only son of the Barbarian King and is gifted.

Although his cultivation level is only at the third level.

But he himself is a thousand demon kings.

At this time, he was sitting leisurely on the back of the saber-toothed elephant, commanding hundreds of beasts to chase and kill Gao Hongde and his four companions.

"Gao Jieyuan, don't you Yang people always say that we barbarians are outsiders?"

"As the top scholar, you are the most learned person."

"Why don't you follow the words of your saints and come to educate us barbarians?"

"Didn't the sage say that there should be no distinction between people in education?"

"Are you going to betray the words of your saints?"

Gao Hongde's thoughts were brought back to reality, if it weren't for Meng Jiao's ridicule.

He nearly killed several of his classmates due to a writing error.

Pei Hongda was already at the end of his strength at this moment.

Even with the help of the marching poem, he no longer had the energy to run.

"Damn it, I have to find a way!"

Feng Xuan's image suddenly flashed through his mind.

The two of them only exchanged a quick fight, but he always had a feeling that he would see him again.

"It seems like we can only give it a try!"

He gave a bright smile to Yang Hongdao behind him.

"Looks like the Stairway of Death needs to be redesigned. Let me be the first one!"

Yang Hongdao stretched out his hand to stop him: "Junior Brother Pei, please hold on for a moment."

He sent a message to Gao Hongde again.

"Senior Brother Gao, keep three of the nine jade slips in your hand and give the rest to Junior Brother Pei."

Pei Hongda understood Yang Hongdao's intention in just a moment after hearing this.

Gao Hongde was a little hesitant.

He struggled in his heart for a long time.

In the end, he kept the three jade slips that he thought were most important.

"Junior Brother Pei, you have always been intelligent. I have always believed that you will succeed Duke Xuan Zhao."

"Among our peers, there are some outstanding people who can become great scholars."

"If I had known this trip would harm you, I would have dissuaded Your Majesty no matter what I said!"

Pei Hongda showed a carefree and indifferent smile. He took the six jade slips in one hand and hit his abdomen heavily with the other hand.

He roared loudly. "I offer my blood to Taiyi!"

The little talent left in Pei Hongda burst out.

He rushed towards the herd of beasts, transformed into a colorful and elegant talent, and disappeared in a flash.

It was like a gorgeous firework blooming among the herd of beasts.

The jade pendant on Pei Hongda's chest also turned into flowing water and disappeared quietly at this moment.

Feng Xuan explores a hall with Wen Bu.

The book bag around his waist suddenly broke, and a brass buckle fell out of it.

Wen Bu looked at Feng Xuan, then at the gleaming brass buckle.

He said very seriously: "Junior Brother Feng, we have no use for the spoils of the Confucian cultivators."

"You shouldn't be greedy for money."

"I'm afraid the only way to save you is to find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Feng Xuan looked at Wen Bu in confusion, waiting for his explanation.

He knew that Wen Bu was not someone who acted without a purpose.

"Although talent and spiritual power are both about absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body."

"Then combine it with what you gain from your own will."

"But talent and spiritual power are different."

“Talents are more compatible.”

"If there are enough second-level scholars, we can also add a Hanlin Wenbao."

"Then you can launch an attack like Master's, who is at the fifth level of the Inner Palace Realm."

"The men of Jiang are fearless of life and death. In terms of individual combat capability, they far surpass those of Yang."

"But the Yang Kingdom relied on the large number of first- and second-level Confucian scholars to cooperate with Wen Bao."

"It dragged down the army and delayed the war until victory."

Feng Xuan couldn't empathize with Wen Bu as well.

After all, his body may be from Jiang Guo, but his soul never belonged to Jiang Guo.

Naturally, he does not have as strong a sense of belonging and national hatred as Wimbledon.

"Brother Wen, even if he is exceptionally talented, that's no reason for us not to kill the Confucian scholar!"

Wenbu looked a little embarrassed, and he knew that he had let himself go a little.

"Killing the scholar isn't the problem. The problem is that after you kill him, you covet his bag of books."

"The book bag itself retains a trace of the other person's talent."

"Even after the other person dies, this talent will live on for a long time."

"The moment you touch the book bag, that strand of talent will parasitize your body and entangle your Dao meridians."

"Until the master's relatives, friends, teachers and seniors find you."

"To put it bluntly, this ray of talent is the guiding light for the Confucian scholar's revenge!"

Feng Xuan looked at the brass buckle in his hand again: "Senior Brother Wen, what's going on here?"

Wenbu pointed at the brass buckle and said, "This is called a concentric buckle. One buckle, two parts, one body, one heart."

"I really don't know why Confucianism is doing this nonsense."

"In this situation, the owner of the other button has activated the secret within it."

Hearing this, Feng Xuan’s mind suddenly flashed with the young man who looked into his eyes.

"But don't worry, you can't display your talents or respond to the owner of the other button."

"You won't be able to establish effective connections."

"what are you doing?"

Wen Bu's voice suddenly rose, and Feng Xuan tightened his grip on the brass buckle.

The spiritual power in the body was slowly injected into it.

That strand of talent that was entwined with the Dao veins was attracted by the talent of the same origin.

Follow the stream of spiritual power and inject it into the brass buckle.

hum!
With a trembling sound, the brass buckle glowed with yellow light.

It was obvious that the two copper buttons had been activated.

Wen Bu looked at everything in front of him in disbelief: "How is this possible?"

He looked Feng Xuan up and down suspiciously again, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Boy, tell me!"

"Are you a spy sent by the Yang Kingdom?"

"Otherwise, how would you use your talent?"

Feng Xuan looked at this good senior brother speechlessly.

"Boy, run!"

"I'll just pretend I haven't seen you."

"One day at Yangwu Pass, I will kill you!"

(End of this chapter)