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Chapter 202: Upstairs in state of mind, take an umbrella to Jingting Mountain(2/2)

"Still on the way."

Wei Zhong's attitude towards Mo Wanyun was obviously much better than that towards Gu Yusheng, but he still maintained his airs.

"Miss Mo, if you are traveling with this boy, you'd better advise..."

Mo Wanyun immediately interrupted: "Great Master, his name is Gu Yusheng. Since you know that I am walking with him, you should know that I am of the same mind as him."

Don't wait for Wei Zhong to answer.

A majestic voice came from the sky: "After all, you are a girl. After seeing the scenery on the other side of the mountain, you forget about the scenery on the other side of the mountain. When you meet people outside the mountain, you learn to turn your elbows outward. Am I a saint?"

Are there no good young men in the courtyard?"

"Dean."

In the sky, everyone in the Holy Court raised their hands and saluted.

The ink stars in the Liyuan floated over.

For a moment, Gu Yusheng felt a vast and irresistible force forming an invisible cage, covering him inside. The old man in black and gray clothes in front of him had a pair of deep eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything on his body.

secret.

At this moment.

The old cow behind him mooed.

Its body was filled with a hazy and awe-inspiring aura. Its body quickly grew in size, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a gigantic cow silhouette with a height of thousands of feet. Its horns seemed to be able to destroy Jingting Mountain directly at any time. Its eyes were like

Two lights in the vast sea.

Its four hooves were filled with violent winds.

Blow away all the people below the eighth realm in the sky.

The academic officials and edicts of the eight realms of the Holy Academy are all stroking their faces with their hands, their sleeves and robes fluttering, and they are struggling to support themselves.

The great edict Wei Zhong was swept by the yellow mist aura from the front.

He stepped back a few steps.

Every time he took a step back, a dull sonic boom would emit from his feet, his bones would creak, and his face would show shock.

Mo Xing's robe was swaying, but he didn't take a step back.

But the pride on his face had long since disappeared.

Instead, he was extremely respectful. He clasped his fists in salute and lowered his proud head.

"Niu'er, come back."

An older voice floated from the depths of the sea of ​​learning.

Hearing this voice, Mo Xing took the lead and half-knelt down in the direction of the voice.

"Old sir."

The old cow in the sky gradually glowed with golden light, and its figure shrank. It looked back at Gu Yusheng, and then at Mo Wanyun. It raised its tail happily and stepped into the mist of the sea of ​​clouds. The golden shadow turned into a little bit and disappeared.

"Master once asked me to guard the library. Since the books were borrowed from me, it is most reasonable for me to take them back."

Only sounds came from the sea of ​​clouds, but no figure could be seen.

Buzz buzz.

On the bookcase behind Gu Yusheng, volumes of saints' classics flew towards the sea of ​​clouds.

Mo Xing looked at the book box behind Gu Yusheng and said, "Old sir, this book box Wanxiang belongs to our Holy Court."

"That's wrong. I gave it to my old friend. There's no reason to take it back."

In the sea of ​​clouds, the volumes of books exude awe-inspiring aura, shining on Jingting Mountain, on everyone's body, and on everyone's heart.

Above the book, an old bookboy with frosty hair like snow sits, and his voice echoes:

"Ten thousand years ago, the wisdom of the world was not yet developed. The Emperor of Humanity set up a garden with his sword. The Sage of Lu used the tablets as his books. The Sage of Rites searched for the way in the land of fish and salt. The Sage of Soldiers used ants as his teachers. The Master traveled around the world and built a courtyard on this mountain.

, Open the mountain gate widely to attract scholars from all over the world, and all the scholars who travel through mountains and rivers to study will become the gate and guests. After ten thousand years, can the etiquette be abolished? The mountain cannot be entered? "

Upon hearing this, Mo Xing, the dean of the Li Yuan, put his hands in front of his body and bowed, "The old gentleman has taught you the right lesson."

The figure on the book drifted away.

The celestial phenomena dissipated.

Mo Xing stood up without saying a word and waved his sleeves.

Floating away.

The great priest stabilized his body, finally put his feet on the ground, glanced at Gu Yusheng a few times, looked at the book box behind Gu Yusheng with his peripheral vision, and said to an etiquette officer behind him: "Since you are a guest, please come in.

The hospital is well-received."

"Yes, great edict."

Wei Zhong left with a group of people.

Gu Yusheng and Mo Wanyun looked at each other, their hearts as clear as mirrors, and walked towards Jingting Mountain.

This journey involves thousands of mountains and rivers.

Go up to Jingting Mountain.

Even if you can only take a look at the scenery.
Chapter completed!
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