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Chapter 505: The Wise Passes Away

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    Ximu Academy.

    Lao Xiao and his cedar layman sat under the cedar drinking tea and playing chess.

    While playing chess, Lao Xiao also explained his reason for coming.

    Layman Xuesong fell down and said, "If you beat me, I will help you!"

    "But you and I have known each other for so long, you have never beaten me in chess."

    Hearing this, Lao Xiao took a sunspot in his hand and landed it on the chessboard.

    He smiled and said, "We've known each other for so long, and I'm still alive, don't you know?"

    "I've done the calculations. Your deadline is approaching. I thought you were going to die. But I didn't. You joined the Immortal Sect and found a fairy fate." Layman Xuesong shook his head.

    A chess game was soon full of chess pieces.

    When layman Xuesong was holding Baizi and wanted to make a move, he found that he had nowhere to go.

    His white piece has been surrounded and turned into a dead piece.

    "Oh, I actually lost." Layman Xuesong raised his head and took a sip of his wine before putting back the white stones.

    After drinking, Layman Xuesong stopped playing games and asked seriously: "I can help you, but where is the Tiandao League?"

    "It's my Immortal Daomen who are dealing with the Tiandaomeng, so don't worry!" Old Xiao said solemnly.

    Layman Xuesong nodded before agreeing.

    Yingtian Academy.

    Han Xinlin tidied up her clothes and took Xu Changsheng and Zhao Hongfei up to the top of the mountain.

    Yingtian Academy is built on a cliff, and those who want to enter Yingtian Academy have to climb to the top of the mountain with bare hands.

    But Han Xinlin didn't come to study, so he flew up directly.

    When he arrived at Yingtian Academy, he walked around the gate with ease and walked into the backyard.

    ? I saw the old dean who was half-buried in the soil, his eyes were empty, and his actions were too slow.

    "Xin Lin, what are you doing here at Yingtian Academy?" the old dean asked, moving his lips.

    He will not live long.

    "I want to ask Yingtian Academy for a favor, senior Yingxin, can you help me?" Han Xinlin asked, cupping her hands.

    The old dean of Yingtian Academy, Yingxin Xianren, is a person of the same era as his master, Taoist Tianyan.

    The old dean closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, and said: "I can help you, but Yingtian Academy will be in trouble in the future, and I need the help of Xiandaomen!"

    "I just need a promise from the Immortal Gate."

    After the old dean finished speaking, Han Xinlin took a look at Xu Changsheng and Zhao Hong. He couldn't decide the affairs of the Immortal Daomen.

    "We can promise you on behalf of our family teacher!" Xu Changsheng came out and cupped his hands.

    The old dean nodded slightly, "Thank you!"

    After thanking him, the old dean looked at Han Xinlin and said, "At first, I should have gone with your father, but Yingtian Academy needed me more, so I stayed."

    Han Xinlin was startled when he heard the words, and when he raised his head to ask where he was going, he saw that the old dean was about to pass away.

    The old dean smiled, his body gradually dissipated, turned into light spots and dissipated in the sky, and turned into a drizzle, sprinkled on the world.

    His deadline has come, so he has to hold on to his breath, but it's just that Han Xinlin will come to him.

    After Han Xinlin came back to his senses, he clasped his hands together, bowed down and said: "Respectfully send off the old man."

    "Clang! Clang! Clang"

    Shenlu rang the big bell with his body, and didn't stop until it rang nine times.

    Everyone in Yingtian Academy seemed to have sensed it, and burst into tears.

    The old dean Yingxin is a sage, who has been in Yingtian Academy for thousands of years. He is highly respected and famous all over the world, and he can be called a "sage".

    Suddenly died at this time, Yingtian Academy felt it, all the students and masters felt it, the grief came from it, and I couldn't do without crying.

    Cranes chirped, deer struck the bell, and the whole world mourned.

    The bell rang smoothly in Tianjianzhou, but all the students who had studied in Yingtian Academy, or the scholars all over the world, felt it and cried bitterly.

    This is the power of a generation of sages, who can unconsciously influence Confucian scholars all over the world.

    A sage, the reason why he can be called a sage is that he has contributed to the world and virtuous to all living beings!

    The death of a generation of sages affects all living beings in the world.

    Han Xinlin bowed and bowed, shook his head and sighed, and left with Zhao Hong and Xu Changsheng.

    The old dean has already promised him, and the next step is to wait for his burial, and Yingtian Academy will take action.

    where??He died, Yingtian Academy will complete the last thing he arranged.

    Han Xinlin is very clear about this.

    "Let's go, let's go back to Tiandan State first, and soon you will be able to hear the sound of reading in the six states."

    After Han Xinlin finished speaking, he jumped off the cliff with Xu Changsheng and Zhao Hong, and left Yingtian Academy

    Tianyuan Prefecture.

    Elder Ge returned with Cang Lei and Mu Jiu'an, and went directly to Bailu Academy.

    In the purple bamboo forest of White Deer Academy, Ge Wenfeng, brother of Elder Ge, sits.

    "Writing style!" Elder Ge shouted happily.

    Ge Wenfeng turned his back, not waiting to see Elder Ge.

    "Aren't you going to die soon? Why are you still alive?"

    Ge Wenfeng still hasn't forgotten that when Elder Ge came here, he told him some things earnestly and earnestly, and then said that he was going to die, and he would not live long.

    As a result, after Ge Wenfeng became the dean, he found out that his elder brother Ge Wenfu had already joined the Immortal Dao Sect and had a fairy fate.

    Don't say that he won't pass away, I'm afraid that even if he dies, Ge Wenfu will still be alive.

    This made him both happy and angry.

    The joy is that his brother will not die for a while, but the anger is that when Ge Wenfu said that he was going to die, he had an expression of dying.

    Ge Wenfeng really believed it.

    Thinking of this, Ge Wenfeng wished he could fly over and beat his brother up.

    Although not necessarily beat.

    "Don't be angry, I just won't pass away for the time being, maybe one day I won't survive the five declines of heaven and man and leave?" Elder Ge said.

    His own brother, he understood what Ge Wenfeng was thinking.

    "Still lying to me!"

    "I did not lie to you!"

    "If Layman Liufeng lies to me, he will not get a daughter"

    Elder Ge covered his mouth before Ge Wenfeng finished speaking.

    "Brother, brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have lied to you!" Elder Ge said hastily.

    Ge Wenfeng glanced at Elder Ge resentfully.

    "If you have something to talk about, if you have nothing to do, get out!"

    "There is something to do!"

    Elder Ge told about the Immortal Daomen and asked Bailu Academy to help.

    "Xiandaomen once helped me with Bailu Academy, I can help, it's a kindness." Ge Wenfeng nodded.

    "Also, Tianfeng Prefecture and Tianxuan Prefecture, please go for a walk, it's not convenient for me to go." Elder Ge continued.

    Ge Wenfeng took a deep look at Elder Ge and turned his head away.

    "No!"

    "That's the cause you planted, solve it yourself!"

    After all, Ge Wenfeng rode the divine deer, left the purple bamboo forest, left the White Deer Academy, and headed for Tianxuan Prefecture.

    The mouth yelled not to go, but the body was very sincere.

    Elder Ge watched him go away, and said softly: "Let's go, go back to Tiandan State, Dean Wenfeng will help us."

    He knew that Ge Wenfeng would help him. After all, he was a brother, and Bailu Academy owed Xiandaomen a huge favor.

    When he goes this time, he can repay the favor.

    Mu Jiu'an cast a contemptuous look at Elder Ge, and asked, "Elder Ge, how much karma did you plant?"

    "Not much"

    Just a thousand or eight hundred!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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