A sword, a donkey, and a pot of wine

"Xiaoji, how long will it take to get to the academy?"

Qin Qimeng's voice made Xu Tianjiao, who was driving the car, almost fall down!

"Uncle Master, can we change our name?"

Xu Tianjiao had a bitter smile on her face!

"Okay, Xiaoji, when will we arrive at the academy?"

Qin Qimeng asked very seriously.

"It's still half a day's journey!"

Xu Tianjiao accepted her fate and decided to call Xiao Ji Xiao Ji!

There's nothing he can do anyway!

"This isn't some fairy at all, she's clearly a witch. Everyone else is drunk, but I'm the only one sober!"

Xu Tianjiao shouted silently in her heart.

"Remember, behave yourself when you arrive at the academy! The Seven Sages of Confucianism are the greatest scholars of our time, representing millions of students!"

"Especially the founder of the academy, Ru Shou, who is one of the ten most powerful people in the world!"

Qin Qimeng was afraid that Xu Tianjiao would cause trouble again, so she quickly warned her.

Xu Tianjiao was slightly stunned when she heard this, then she took a deep breath and a serious look appeared on her face.

The academy is not an ordinary place, and the Seven Sages of Confucianism are the ones he looks up to.

Although he prided himself on being extraordinary, he did not dare to act recklessly in the academy.

"Uncle Master, don't worry. I know what to do."

Xu Tianjiao said in a deep voice, a hint of determination in her words.

Seeing this, Qin Qimeng nodded and felt a little relieved.

Half a day later, the carriage finally arrived at the gate of the academy.

Xu Tianjiao and Qin Qimeng got off the carriage and saw a towering palace standing in front of them.

Magnificent and solemn.

A huge plaque hangs above the palace.

The two big characters "Xuegong" are engraved on it, with vigorous strokes and extraordinary momentum.

"Is this the academy?"

Xu Tianjiao looked at the palace in front of her and couldn't help feeling awe in her heart.

Qin Qimeng nodded and said, "Yes, this is the academy. Follow me in, and remember to be respectful and humble."

Xu Tianjiao nodded in agreement and followed Qin Qimeng into the gate of the academy.

"Fairy Qin has arrived. I have come here to greet you on Master's orders!"

As soon as the two stepped into the gate of the academy, a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe came to greet them. He had a smile on his face and his demeanor revealed an elegant temperament.

Qin Qimeng nodded slightly and smiled back, "Thank you, Mr. San, for taking us to see the Confucian Master."

"Yes, Fairy Qin, please follow me."

As Mr. San said this, he led Qin Qimeng and Xu Tianjiao into the depths of the academy.

"Is the fairy going to participate in the Tianshan Sword Contest?"

Mr. San asked with a smile.

Qin Qimeng nodded and replied, "This time when I was on my way to Tianshan, I passed by the academy and wanted to ask the Confucian Master to treat my nephew's illness!"

"I see!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. San's gaze lingered on Xu Tianjiao for a moment, and then his expression changed!

But he quickly looked away and continued moving forward!

But Xu Tianjiao, who was following behind them, was stunned...

"What the hell? Am I sick?"

Xu Tianjiao pondered this and then asked Qin Qimeng, "Uncle Master, what do you mean by that? How could I be sick when I'm fine?"

"You will understand when you meet the Confucian leader later!"

Qin Qimeng smiled mysteriously and said no more!

As they were talking, the three of them had already arrived in front of a courtyard deep in the academy.

The courtyard is filled with various flowers, the fragrance of which is refreshing and pleasant.

There is a small pavilion in the center of the courtyard, and an old man with white hair and beard is sitting in the pavilion.

He closed his eyes and rested, seemingly oblivious to everything in the outside world.

"Master Rushou, Fairy Qin and her nephew have arrived." Mr. San stepped forward and said respectfully.

Upon hearing this, the old man slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Qin Qimeng and Xu Tianjiao.

His eyes were deep and wise, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"Qi Meng, it's been many years since we last met. I hope you are doing well!" the old man said with a smile.

Qin Qimeng hurried forward and saluted: "Greetings, Master Rushou! It's been many years since we last met, and you're still as elegant as ever!"

"Haha, you're old, old." The Confucian leader waved his hand, indicating that she didn't need to be polite.

Then his gaze turned to Xu Tianjiao, and his expression suddenly changed drastically!

Xu Tianjiao felt the old man's gaze and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

But he still tried to remain calm and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Master Confucian."

The old man stared at Xu Tianjiao for a long time before he slowly said, "Young man, you are sick, and seriously ill!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Xu Tianjiao was shocked!

At first, he naturally didn't believe that he was sick!

But if these words came from the mouth of the Confucian leader!

He had to believe it!

"Excuse me, sir, what disease do I have?"

Xu Tianjiao's heart was in turmoil, and it would be a lie to say that she was not afraid!

"To be precise, it's your sword spirit that's sick!"

The Confucian leader’s next words shocked Xu Tianjiao even more!

His sword spirit usually stays dormant in his dantian!

Outsiders can't see it at all!

But this Confucian leader...

"The countless sword souls in your body are the remains of the sword masters after their death, so they are naturally stained with death energy. The vitality in your own sword soul cannot suppress the death energy in these countless sword souls. Over time, you gradually become ill!"

Without waiting for Xu Tianjiao to answer, the Confucian leader continued.

"This……"

Xu Tianjiao broke out in a cold sweat!

"Please, sir, help heal the sword spirit of my nephew!"

Qin Qimeng bowed and spoke earnestly.

The Confucian leader pondered for a moment and then asked, "Is he Ji Zi's disciple?"

"Yes!"

Qin Qimeng answered very straightforwardly!

"Alas! A wisp of obsession has drifted for a hundred years, just to find that similar flower. That's it! That's it! Come with me!"

The Confucian leader sighed, stood up and walked into the house!

"Uncle Master, this..."

Xu Tianjiao was completely confused!

"Don't talk, just follow me!"

Qin Qimeng interrupted Xu Tianjiao and signaled him to follow the Confucian leader!

……

Inside the room, the Confucian leader turned around and asked Xu Tianjiao, "Are you Xu Tianjiao?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Tianjiao's face changed drastically, but she suppressed her shock and said, "My real name is Xu Tianjiao!"

"Sure enough!" The Confucian leader's face changed, confirming his guess!

"Do you believe in reincarnation?"

The Confucian leader looked at Xu Tianjiao with a serious expression!

"The theory of reincarnation is illusory, I naturally don't believe it!"

Xu Tianjiao didn't understand why the Confucian leader asked this question, but she still expressed her thoughts!

"Originally, the theory of reincarnation was just a popular belief among the common people in the secular world. After it spread for a long time, some people began to believe it!"

"For example, Buddhism believes in reincarnation, Taoism also has the term reincarnation, and my Confucian classics also have records about reincarnation!"

"I didn't believe it at first, but as my understanding of the great Dao of heaven and earth deepened, I gradually began to believe in reincarnation!"

"Especially you, you look exactly like someone I met a thousand years ago!"

"Even the names are exactly the same!"

The Confucian leader's words were earth-shattering!

Not only Xu Tianjiao, but even Qin Qimeng was stunned at this moment!

"Could it be that I am a reincarnated person..."

Xu Tianjiao murmured.

"I don't know that, but I can heal your sword spirit for you!"

The Confucian leader smiled mysteriously, and a large bronze seal appeared in his hand!

"This is the Seal of Mountains, Rivers, and States!"

Qin Qimeng looked at the ancient seal in the Confucian leader's hand and asked in surprise.

"That's right! The Mountain, River, State Seal is an ancient artifact, imbued with righteousness. It's the nemesis of this deathly aura!"

The Confucian leader nodded slightly. He pinched the seal in his left hand, held the seal of mountains, rivers and the country in his right hand, and muttered something!

Suddenly, the Seal of Mountains, Rivers and States in his hand shone brightly!

It rose from his hand and slowly floated above Xu Tianjiao's head!

From the seal of mountains, rivers, and the country, a golden light hit Xu Tianjiao!

Xu Tianjiao's figure suddenly disappeared at this moment!

"This is...how did the person disappear?"

Qin Qimeng asked anxiously, her beautiful eyes full of worry!

"Everything is destined by fate! Perhaps the Mountain and River Seal has taken him somewhere else. Don't worry for now, we can just wait!"

"By the way, Qimeng, did Jizi say anything after she came back to life?"

The Confucian leader took back the seal of mountains, rivers, and the country and asked Qin Qimeng.

"After waking up, Senior Brother kept muttering one sentence!"

Qin Qimeng was in a trance, as if she had traveled back a hundred years...

"Which sentence?"

The Confucian leader asked hurriedly.

"If I had a son, I'd want him to be like Xu Tianjiao, whose song of reincarnation would shake the heavens!"

Qin Qimeng said this, but tears were welling up in her eyes!

"If I had a son, I'd want him to be like Xu Tianjiao, whose song of reincarnation would shake the heavens!"

The Confucian leader kept repeating this sentence!

"That young man back then was really him!"

The Confucian leader's eyes suddenly became wet!

"If it weren't for his appearance, I'm afraid this Xuanhuang Realm would have collapsed long ago!"

……

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

An ancient road appeared in front of Xu Tianjiao!

It seems to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, connecting the past, present and future, and carrying the fate and secrets of countless creatures.

The ancient road was in chaos, as if it was in endless darkness.

The air is filled with an ancient atmosphere, as if you can hear the sighs of time and the whispers of history.

Xu Tianjiao went up along the ancient road!

Every step you take seems to span a year, making you feel endless heaviness and vicissitudes.