Chapter 559: Reunion, I Wish You Well

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Dongzhou·Zhulu Academy.

The sun is shining brightly, and the sky is cloudless.

The stream is gurgling, and the green is shady.

A slender young man stands at the foot of the academy.

He is wearing a black robe.

The hem and cuffs of the black robe are embroidered with golden cloud patterns with gold thread, and his extremely handsome face reveals a noble, mysterious, and elegant temperament.

"Who is that person?"

A girl in her early twenties, dressed in a white female bachelor's dress, stared at the man in the black robe with her big black eyes, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing became a little hurried.

The companion next to him was also in a state of infatuation.

: "There is such a handsome man in the world, my heart is beating so fast, Xiao Mu, help me up, my legs are weak."

"Oh, you are useless."

"Haha, why are you blushing if you are promising?"

A young student in a white robe passed by and saw this scene. He was full of disdain in his eyes and cursed the man in black robe. However, when he saw the look in the eyes of the man in black robe, he couldn't help but flashed with envy.

Who said that only women can seduce men in this world.

Damn, this guy in front of me is simply a male version of Su Daji, and his lethality to these crazy women is destructive.

I am jealous!

"If there is no recommendation letter from a current student or teacher, you can't go up the mountain."

A beautiful woman in a lotus dress, with rosy cheeks, seductive eyes, and soft words.

It is obvious that I can't resist the charm of the one in front of me.

She is an outer courtyard steward of Zhulu Academy. She is not good at literature and is in charge of miscellaneous affairs, personnel, statistics of outsiders, etc.

The black-robed young man is as gentle as jade, with a smile as gentle as the spring breeze in April.

: "Well, since that's the case, I can't break the rules. So, you go up the mountain to find An Jiujiu and tell her that an old friend is visiting."

: "An Jiujiu, An Jiaoshi..." The beautiful woman steward chewed on the name, her eyes lit up, "Young master, you are here to find An Jiaoshi."

: "Well——"

The black-robed young man smiled and nodded.

The beautiful woman steward bowed to him slightly, "Please wait for a moment, I will pass the message right away."

After saying that, she turned around and quickly went up the mountain along the winding path.

After she left.

The old and warm voice came into his ears.

: "Young friend Chu is less aggressive and more reserved than two hundred years ago, but his elegance is even better than before. Since you are at the academy, why don't you go up the mountain and have a chat."

The implication is that the young man in black robe can go up the mountain directly without notifying.

This young man in black robe is the old demon Chu.

Chu Xiu's eyes moved slightly, and his mind spread out, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Mo. This time I came only to visit friends and don't want to attract too much attention."

In the past month or so, he heard that a quasi-emperor named Manjusaka was looking for him and Su Wanqiu.

This is not good news.

Now that you can keep a low profile, keep a low profile!

While Wanqiu was still in seclusion, he took the time to come to Dongzhou, wanting to see the little girl An Jiujiu back then, and give her an opportunity. 33 Novel Network

"In that case, I will not entertain you well." The old man smiled.

Chu Xiu nodded.

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Zhulu Academy·Inner Courtyard

In a spacious room with an ancient atmosphere.

Thirty-one male and female students in white robes, holding brushes and bamboo slips, sat behind the table, listening carefully.

On the podium stood a woman in white robes who looked like she was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She looked around and said slowly: "Literary cultivation gathers talent and hides it in the sea of ​​qi. After years of practice and polishing, the sea of ​​qi becomes a school, and then it can nurture literary mind."

"Only when the literary mind is formed can it be called literary cultivation."

A young man frowned and raised his hand, "Teacher, I have a question."

The female teacher nodded slightly.

The young man stood up, "After building the foundation, ordinary Qi cultivators open up the sea of ​​​​wheels, break through the sky spirit and open the divine platform, cross the sea of ​​​​bitterness to the other side, build the palace of Taoism, and nurture the seeds of supernatural powers."

"Why can the literary cultivators do this, skip the foundation-building stage, directly gather talents in the sea of ​​​​qi, and also skip the realm of the divine bridge and the realm of the other side, and achieve the palace of literature, which is the realm of the palace of Taoism in the mouth of ordinary Qi cultivators."

"So, before we, the literary cultivators, reach the realm of supernatural powers, there are only two small realms. I don’t know why this is the case. Please teach me."

The white-robed woman smiled slightly, "The way of cultivation is different, but the destination is the same."

"The same is true for the sea of ​​​​qi..."

She stopped talking before she finished.

She turned her head and looked towards the door.

I saw a beautiful woman in a lotus dress, looking out and waving at her.

The female teacher frowned slightly.

She didn’t like being disturbed when she was teaching students.

However, she had a good relationship with the beautiful woman, so it was not easy to get angry.

: "You guys study on your own first. If you don't understand something, I'll explain it to you later."

The female teacher walked to the door.

The beautiful female deacon pulled her slender white wrist under her sleeves and came to a secluded place.

"Deacon Lin, what are you doing?"

The female teacher was puzzled.

The beautiful female deacon blushed and said a little embarrassedly: "Teacher An, I'm sorry to disturb you teaching your students."

"You have an old friend who is visiting and is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

"I'm here to tell you."

Old friend...

An Jiujiu asked in confusion: "But is your last name An?"

The beautiful woman deacon shook her head, "He didn't say his name, he just said he was your old friend."

An Jiujiu frowned and thought for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she grabbed the beautiful woman deacon's shoulder.

Or maybe she used too much force.

The beautiful woman deacon gasped in pain.

: "Is that man wearing a black robe and very handsome?"

The beautiful woman deacon nodded, "He is indeed very handsome. Yao Ditian of the Yao family is not even a little bit worse than him."

An Jiujiu took a deep breath and smiled brightly.

He let go of the hand holding the beautiful woman's shoulder and turned to walk down the mountain.

The beautiful woman deacon stood there with a confused look on her face, rubbing her red and swollen shoulders, and said unhappily, "Oh, Teacher An, you are not going to class?"

: "Please tell them that there will be no class today, let them go back!"

An Jiujiu's voice came from afar, and she had disappeared long ago.

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An Jiujiu ran on the mountain path, leaving a trail of afterimages behind her, as fast as a gust of wind.

: "Brother Chu, it must be Brother Chu."

For two hundred years, in addition to following the master to practice, she taught the students in the academy, and her only interest was to buy every issue of Tianji Newspaper.

Because Tianji Newspaper might have news about Brother Chu.

Slowly, she got closer and closer to the foot of the mountain, but her speed became slower and slower.

She gradually became nervous.

Her heart was beating violently.

The students passing by greeted her, but she could not hear or see them, just walked down the mountain step by step.

The students looked at each other.

: "What happened to Teacher An?"

: "How do I know, it looks like a good thing!"

: "Let's go and see."

When she arrived at the foot of the mountain, An Jiujiu saw the black-robed young man leaning against the green pine.

He noticed her gaze.

The young man in black robe raised his head, looked at her with deep dark eyes, and gradually a gentle smile appeared on his face.

An Jiujiu also smiled.

: "Long time no see, little girl, how have you been these years?"

: "I'm fine~"

: "Are you fine?"

: "Well, so-so~"

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