The rain curtain was like a roar of water dragons, mixed with thunder.

It's like beating a drum in everyone's heart!

Almost everyone was looking at the back that limped and walked alone in the heavy rain.

It seems very small in the rain, but it seems to be extremely tall and majestic.

There is no doubt that the Shangqing Academy was like this sudden heavy rain, and the sky changed in an instant.

Many forces have begun to face up to the Jingshi family, which is not a newly emerging family, but is definitely the first time it has entered the vision.

No longer sneering at the top, he began to look up to this school among the hundreds of schools.

Before the heavy rain shrouded in Shangqing Academy had passed, some scholars began to discuss the meaning of the Jingshi family, objectively evaluating the pros and cons of this theory. Some scholars with weak schools had even begun to consider whether to change to the Jingshi family.

But it was just a calculation, and there were very few people who actually put it into action.

Although the Jingshi family represented by Qin Feng was very upset at the Qushui Liushang Wenhui and defeated Xun Youfang, a Confucian scholar who was almost considered the future master, it only saved that the Jingshi family would not be removed from the hundreds of schools in the short term.

But this is enough for now.

"I finally won!"

In the heavy rain, Qin Feng, who was walking alone, finally smiled bitterly and said something like this after leaving everyone's sight.

During the heavy rain, he felt as heavy as his legs were filled with lead.

Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore, so he dragged his body under an old locust tree next to the road.

The rain hits the locust leaves, and the sounds are heard. Qin Feng sat under the locust tree withered, smiling with a tired smile on his face.

"It's really refreshing to fight against all the scholars, and having this bookish spirit!"

At this moment, black air rose on Qin Feng's face, even more strange than before.

If someone could look inside Qin Feng’s soul at this time, he would be terrified by the tragic situation of his soul.

Other Confucian and Taoist monks have their own palaces in their literary hearts, and are majestic.

Among Qin Feng's soul is one black and one white, and two tall towers.

The Black Tower is the Overbearing Tower, and the White Tower is the King Tower.

At this time, the King's Tower was shaking and was about to collapse. If it weren't for the rise of black air above the Domineering Tower, implicating the shaking King's Tower, there might be only a lonely Domineering Tower standing in Qin Feng's soul at this time.

The foundation for Qin Feng to be able to return to heaven and man in the future, and even reach the peak is that he can cultivate the four schools of Confucianism, martial arts, Taoism and ghosts, and have both kings and domineering power.

If in Shangqing Academy, in order to preserve the survival of the Jingqiu family, the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism were defeated, such victory would be more than worth the loss.

Qin Feng pressed down the fishy and sweet blood in his throat, and said to himself: "Although you are hiding evil intentions, this time... thank you!"

After the words came to Qin Feng's soul, the black air that flew out from the Domineering Tower, barely supporting the King's Tower was like a dragon turning around and moving, extremely strange.

At this moment, a slender figure in a long white robe slowly came in the rain.

She held a green bamboo umbrella in her hand, moved her lotus steps slowly, and slowly walked under the locust tree.

Qin Feng saw her, and she also saw Qin Feng sitting in the rain, under the locust tree.

She saw Qin Feng's pale face with strange black aura.

I also saw his bloody legs.

Above the thighs, there were large pieces of bruises and blood marks.

This was not something that others called, but that Qin Feng used his own hands to catch it during the literary meeting.

Just from these deep blood marks that can be seen, we can see how difficult it is for Qin Feng to win in the Qushui Liushang Wenshe.

Qin Feng looked at the beauty holding the green bamboo umbrella, with a smile on her face. He comforted her and said, "I, I'm fine, I just look a little miserable."

How could I know that it would be fine if Qin Feng didn't say this. As soon as he fell, Jiang Yurou's tears instantly fell like a rain curtain under an umbrella.

Under the umbrella, she had red eyes, but her tone seemed to be questioning: "You alone argued that the various schools of thought in the Shangqing Academy?"

Qin Feng seemed to be afraid that Jiang Yurou would be worried, so he quickly explained: "It's not true. The Legalists and the Military Academy did not send anyone to participate in the debate. I am not alone, and Sun Shan is helping me!"

Who knew what he explained, but Jiang Yurou became more and more distorted.

"In other words, you fought against all schools in the Shangqing Academy except the Legalists and military strategists?"

Jiang Yurou was about to cry, tears streaming down her face: "Why don't you let me face all this with you? Qin Feng, have you ever thought about what if you lose, what should I do? What do you think!"

The heavy rain was pouring, mixed with occasional thunder. Jiang Yurou's questioning became more and more harsh in the heavy rain.

Qin Feng's face, rain shaved across his cheeks like a knife, and he said, "Because before I arrived, you had already endured too much for me.... Besides..."

A smile appeared on his face, but the smile seemed to be a little distorted because of the uproar of the soul. It was barely considered a tragic smile: "Besides, I never thought I would lose! I am Qin Feng, the Confucian king of Middle Earth, this is what you said!"

When Jiang Yurou heard Qin Feng's words, she burst into tears and laughed. She raised her sleeves, wiped the rain mixed with tears on her face, and said softly: "Why are you so shameless in any world!"

Jiang Yurou burst into tears and laughed, and Qin Feng also laughed.

The green bamboo umbrella gently fell from the beautiful woman's hand, and Jiang Yurou walked to Qin Feng and gently stretched out her hand.

"Go home! The braised pork is ready and it's cold. Your big dog is almost greedy!"

...

The heavy rain poured down, and above the Shangqing Academy, the turbulent waves were no different from the heavy rainy sky.

The side of the faithful Master Yan Yinuo, who originally wanted to force the Jingshi family to death, and to complete the battle, completely cut off the grudges between the two families, was unexpectedly defeated.

If you lose with regret, it would be fine, but it would be such a crushing defeat.

The limelight was so popular that it was placed with great hope. It was even rumored that as long as it did not fall, it would become the new star of Master Xun Youfang. His literary heart was broken and his mind was crazy. He even revealed that he was not the author of "The Poem of Admonitions".

The literary heart is broken, the literary name is damaged, and it is completely abolished.

Other companies also suffer losses.

The respected Taoist surname Zhang's ugly behavior has been spread all over the wine, and it has long been spread throughout the school.

As for the Yin-Yang Family, Zongheng Family and other companies joining forces to take turns to besiege Qin Feng at the literary meeting, it was also reported.

These and the news spread like wildfire in Shangqing Academy, which was shocking and shocking.

But there is no bad news.

According to the news from the literary club, Qin Feng made Xin's Master Yan Yinuo angry in public. Next, he and the Jingshi family may face the overwhelming anger of a master.

Therefore, at this moment, whether it is a disaster or a blessing to turn to the door of the Jingshi family, the situation is still unclear.

As for those who have already begun to think about joining the Jingshi family, who are truly convinced by the theory of practical use and willing to practice it, are there anyone?

There are certainly some, but there may be only a very small number.

Most of the people who want to join the Jingshi family at this time are people who cannot get up early without profit.

Before the stove of the Jingshi family could get hot, they would first burn a cold stove. Anyway, even if it angered Master Xin, it would be nothing important. Most of these people are innocent little people in the academy, and they might not even bother to step on it.

The price always has to be paid a little, so where is the world's business that can make a profit without losing money?

At this moment, when the entire Shangqing Academy was in a panic, like the Eye of a Storm...

There is only one place where you can stay out of the matter and have fun.

It was not the Green Bamboo Courtyard where Qin Feng and Jiang Yurou were located, but the Yanchun Restaurant.

The Qushui Liushang Wenshe in the morning did not affect the people who came to listen to the story in the afternoon.

Even because the situation is completely one-sided, the Qushui Liushangwen ends earlier than in previous years. Many scholars who are expected to stay until the night have nowhere to go, and there is nothing to do, which makes it even harder to find in the Yanchun Restaurant.

Yesterday, the head of the family, Pu Songtao, took the stage again to start the lecture on "The Legend of Mu Feng", which instantly attracted widespread attention from all schools of thought, upper and lower levels in the entire academy.

The discussion triggered by the plot of "The Legend of Mu Feng" even surpassed the discussion of the topics of the article before the Qushui Liushang literary conference began.

What makes people even more unable to stop is that "The Legend of Mu Feng" only tells the first half, and insists on putting the most exciting second half of the story this afternoon, which is to be told after the literary meeting.

This made the guests present so much that they were all attracted.

But it was agreed that the time for the lecture had been half a quarter of an hour, but the storyteller Pu Songtao had not yet appeared on the stage.

This made everyone a little impatient.

But Pu Songtao has a noble status, so no one dared to urge him.

In fact, Yanchun Restaurant did not think about going to the private room where he was preparing for the performance to urge Mr. Pu, who was usually very punctual.

But the shopkeeper who went in to urge him to come on stage only went in and took a look at the guest who was talking to Mr. Pu in the private room, and quickly turned around and walked out, only urged the guys to serve good tea and fruit snacks to the spectators who were anxiously waiting.

I will never mention urging Pu Songtao to the stage again.

There is no other reason.

If you can be the shopkeeper of Yanchun Restaurant, you must be a young man who knows nothing. Even because you have contacted some high-end people in the academy in Yanchun Restaurant, you will be more aware of your expression and judge the situation.

This is not difficult to explain what he did.

Because the person sitting in Pu Songtao's private room was nothing but Chu Xibai, a military "sage soldier" dressed in white.
Chapter completed!