Chapter 312 It’s so sour, who did you give it to?

Bai Zhanji and others looked gloomy.

In fact, no one can accept this.

I understand that I was deceived. They bought back something that was 1:100 for 1:3.

This is not a loss of money, but a loss of face for the Bai family!

"Damn it, where are the others?" Bai Zhan asked hurriedly.

The old man searched with his spiritual consciousness, and then slightly moved his mouth: "The person has disappeared, and there is no trace of his breath. He must be a veteran. Young Master, please be patient. Let's settle down now and make plans later. We don't want to cause trouble in the street for the time being."

"He actually deceived my Bai family. We must find him." Bai Zhanji said in a cold tone.

"Young Master, let's go first and find a place to stay."

After searching to no avail.

Everyone walked towards the inn in the city.

And just after they left, some of the monks who were secretly observing around them slowly emerged, all with expressions of gloating on their faces.

"Did you see it? Another victim."

"Made, this frontier agent is simply a charlatan. I almost fell for it when I first came here."

"Tsk, tsk, this group of people is still young as expected. What is there that the Fengjiang Yamen doesn't dare to do?"

"But it's quite dark. The yamen is offering one-hundred-for-one, but they actually gave it to someone three-for-one, a hundred copper coins for incense!"

"Foolish people have too much money."

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Chen Mu didn't know what was happening in the city.

What's more, he didn't know that Song Yizhi was actually the reason why Bai Zhan came to seal the city in a hurry.

Of course, the two of them didn't know each other at all.

At this time, he

He was sitting in Fengjiang Academy, following Chu Lushan and others, waiting for the arrival of the welcoming formation.

Gu Shouzhi came back early this morning.

Instead of looking for Chu Lushan first, he ran directly to Chen Mu to tell him the news.

For scholars, this is a very glorious and important ceremony.

Because once a scholar is granted a scholarship, Fengjiang Academy will truly be counted as a member of the Academy.

Not only will he receive the protection of the academy, but he will also be able to bless the people in the border areas, all of which will be influenced by the teachings of the literary saints.

In the near future, the descendants of the feudal people will gradually have the seeds of reading.

Chen Mu looked at the classroom in front of him boredly.

The children were all sitting upright. Although they didn't understand what was going on, they could feel the atmosphere around them, so they didn't dare to make any noise.

After all, Mr. Gu and the new dean are here together, and the county magistrate is also here, so it must be a big deal.

Xin Fan glanced left and right, looking at Shen Mu from time to time. Then he wanted to say something to Gu Sanyue, but he didn't dare, for fear of being discovered and scolded.

Gu Sanyue leaned on her cheek and looked out the window. The braid she wore was not symmetrical today.

Ever since what happened at Leiyun Mountain last time, the little girl has become a little depressed. Although it can't be seen on the surface, Xin Fan, who is familiar with her, knows that Gu Sanyue is not very lively anymore.

But neither he nor the people around him said anything, nor did he mention it again.

Some things can only be digested by one person, and mentioning them may make Gu Yuyue even more troubled.

At this moment.

There was a sudden change in the calm sky.

The clouds above the Tianluo Formation began to disperse in the sky consciously.

It seems to be making way for something.

Chen Mu's perception was earlier than that of Chu Lushan and Gu Shouzhi.

Because the Tianluo Formation cannot be seen by other people.

Chen Mu knew that the one who could make the Tianluo Formation and the clouds of tens of thousands of saints and Taoist seals disperse must be the saints who share the same origin of literature and Taoism.

Just the next second.

Chu Lushan's eyes changed and he stood up suddenly, followed closely by Gu Shouzhi.

He looked at Shen Mu with a smile: "Here he comes."

Chen Mu nodded slightly and followed him to the top of Fengjiang Library.

Then, several people looked towards the sky in the distance, and saw the golden glow and the clouds that covered the sky and the earth.

Finally, everyone gathered together above the academy.

The afterglow of the avenue attracted the attention of all the monks in the city.

In a certain room of the inn, Bai Zhanji and others, who had just spent a lot of money to settle down, suddenly raised their heads and looked into the sky in surprise.

"What happened? How could there be such a huge realm of pressure?"

The old man's eyes were solemn, and then he was suddenly startled: "Is this the reception formation of the Wendao Academy?"

"The academy's entrance formation?" Suddenly one of the old men remembered something: "Yes! I heard that this territory is the last academy designated by the academy! It's actually true!"

"The 72nd academy of Shenzhou Academy is actually built here!"

Bai Zhanji was very surprised: "Real or fake? How could this happen in a place like Fengjiang?"

He was a little puzzled.

To be honest, his experience today was not good. He felt that this was not a place where scholars should come.

But just when he was shocked.

The golden glow in the sky has finished condensing.

Then I saw the light flashing across the sky, like a real golden waterfall, flowing down towards the top of the library of Fengjiang Academy.

Boom!

Spring thunder exploded in the sky.

An extremely elegant voice echoed through the sky.

"Shenzhou Academy, Seventy-Two Colleges, Literary and Taoist Guide!"

"All students must devote themselves to study, and scholars should be the common people in the world!"

Boom!

There was another loud thunder.

But unlike Ancestor Lei Yun's divine thunder of punishment before, Wen Dao's thunder, no matter how loud it sounded, still gave people a calm and elegant feeling.

It seems like a spring breeze is blowing, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Finished speaking.

The entire building of Fengjiang Academy began to glow with golden light.

The sacred aura began to gradually adhere to the outside of the academy, and then began to combine on its own.

These emanating saintly auras seem to be able to sweep away the gloom in everyone's hearts.

Unknowingly, everyone felt a sense of piety.

Chu Lushan looked up and said in a low voice: "Humph, do you know what Literary Saint likes the most?"

Chen Mu: "???"

Chu Lushan: "Pretending, huh, talking about these big principles every day, all the people in the world are just talking nonsense when they actually use swords and guns."

"..."

"..."

Behind him, Chen Mu, Gu Shouzhi and others remained silent.

Only Chu Lushan dared to criticize the Literary Sage in public.

It is said that among the disciples of Wen Sheng, this Wen Dao Butcher was the most bullied. However, no one expected later that the one who was bullied the most turned out to be the most vicious.

After Chu Lushan complained, he waved his hand and took the flying sword!

It was the Emperor Sword that he won from the Overlord of Western Chu.

Then he handed it over to Chen Mu.

"This sword is a warm and nourishing thing that I chose for the academy. It just suits your sword practice. Take it and accept the baptism of Literary Saint. This is a rare opportunity. How much you can wash it is up to you. ."
To be continued...