Chapter 226: Shattering the Golden Body with One Palm
"Second Master Feng wants to study in the academy? Not taking the imperial examination anymore?"
When a dean of Longyin Academy came out to greet Feng Qing'an, and heard Feng Qing'an express his desire to stay in the academy for some time, he naturally understood Feng Qing'an's request as wanting to study in the academy.
After all, a college is not a restaurant or a hotel, where all kinds of people live. There are only two kinds of people living here: teachers and students.
If Feng Qing'an wants to live here, with his current qualifications, he is certainly not suitable to be a teacher. His brother can, however, and he wants to enter the academy, naturally to study.
"I naturally don't want to take the imperial examination anymore. I've taken a few and found it boring. I want to find some peace in your precious place!"
Feng Qing'an did not explain. The name of studying was not bad, so it didn't matter. He didn't mind attending a few classes. A gentleman who could teach here, even if he was not a great scholar, would not be much different.
As for the profound principles of Confucianism, some practitioners do not mind listening to a few lectures and making a few comments, even at the risk of being suppressed by the righteous spirit.
"It's fine if you don't take the imperial examination. At your age, you should concentrate on studying!"
Upon hearing Feng Qing'an's choice, the dean who had come to greet him nodded slightly with an expression of appreciation on his face. Obviously, he did not think that it was a good thing for Feng Qing'an to take part in the imperial examination and make a name for himself at an age younger than his brother. It was enough for him to have his brother, a top scorer in the imperial examination with a score of six yuan.
"I think so too. So, what about my admission to the academy?"
"Can!"
The academy would naturally not object to such things, and would even welcome it. Although the second young master in front of them relied on his elder brother's reputation, he had already demonstrated his talent.
In this way, Feng Qing'an should naturally live in the academy, but among the warriors who came with him, only one could stay, and the rest would go back to where they came from.
This is Longyin Academy, not a martial arts arena. There will be no danger here. No matter whether it is bandits or demons and monsters, nothing can run rampant here. In a sense, this place is safer than Fengtian City which is under the jurisdiction of the underworld.
Because of Feng Qing'an's special status, although Longyin Academy was still quite reserved and said that it would not grant him any privileges, it was quite generous in his choice of residence, saying that no matter whether it was a private courtyard or a house shared with others, as long as it was vacant, he could choose it at will.
Feng Qing'an naturally would not choose a house shared with others, but would choose a small courtyard with its own entrance and exit. These courtyards were specially built by Longyin Academy for dignitaries to study.
To put it simply, these small courtyards are used by academies to make money and generate income. After all, even a great scholar with a righteous spirit still needs to eat, and the money required to maintain an academy of this scale is not low.
Feng Qing'an naturally would not be stingy with this small amount of money. He paid the full amount of silver quite happily and decided to stay in the small courtyard selected after discussing with Dong Huang. This was the courtyard closest to the seal of the Netherworld.
“Go back!”
Although the academy said that he could leave a servant to take care of his daily life, Feng Qing'an still sent away Butler Zhao who wanted to follow him.
This old warrior can see too many things, and he doesn't want this old warrior to see anything he shouldn't see when Donghuang arrives.
"Donghuang, when can you come over?"
Following the instructions, Feng Qing'an found the place in the academy where the gateway to the two worlds was sealed. And here, stood a giant turtle carrying a stone tablet on its back, Ba Xia!
"Within ten days!"
Dong Huang didn't know how many times Feng Qing'an had urged her, but she remained calm as always. She could feel the boy's desire to see him again, but she was the same.
"Ten days, that's a bit hard to endure!"
Feng Qing'an reached out and touched the head of Ba Xia in front of him. It could be seen that the craftsman who carved this stone statue had put a lot of effort into it. Even though it was covered with traces of wind, rain, and erosion by time, it still had a unique aura.
"You have been practicing hard for a few days, but this little bit of time has passed in a flash!"
Donghuang also felt a little helpless. She required herself to master all the power that had increased dramatically after surviving the heavenly tribulation before coming to the human world.
This is the best state she can achieve in a short period of time. Although there are no strong enemies in the world, Feng Qingan has never provoked any existence.
However, there were too many Taoist masters and Buddhist monks surrounding the other party, and it was hard to say what she would encounter after she arrived there. So she had to appear beside Feng Qingan in the best condition to deal with possible accidents.
There has never been another person in the underworld who is as demanding of herself as she is. Moreover, the speed at which she controls power is already astonishing according to the requirements of cultivators in that era. Unfortunately, Feng Qingan doesn't know this.
"good!"
While Feng Qing'an was communicating with Donghuang through the soul contract, a monk wearing a blue cassock and holding a copper staff appeared silently outside the Longyin Academy. He looked at the righteous energy lingering over the Longyin Academy, frowned slightly, and then slowly relaxed his brows.
As a Buddhist practitioner, he did not like the Confucianism's righteousness and integrity, because he was also within the range of suppression of the righteousness and integrity. Just by getting close to it, he could feel his own magic power being suppressed.
However, compared to the righteous spirit, the suppression of those who practice cultivation is more severe for those demons and monsters who want to hurt people's lives and steal their essence and blood.
There is no need to worry that the Second Young Master Feng has left his academy and moved into this academy. He will continue to make peace with the ghosts in the underworld.
He only needed to follow the young master when he came out of the academy and ensure his safety.
"Master, what are you looking at? Do you want to go in and take a look?"
When Yinghai was looking towards Longyin Academy, a Taoist in a purple robe appeared with a whisk in his hand. He looked at Yinghai with a seemingly kind expression, but his eyes were full of indifference and coldness.
No matter how broad-minded a Taoist is, he cannot tolerate the Buddhist practice of digging up his own roots. Moreover, this time the Buddhist monks were trying to dig up a reincarnated immortal. Even if they had no hope of success, just showing such an intention was a heinous crime.
"Amitabha, I have no such intention!"
He could feel the other party's hostility towards him, but the Tianlong monk Yinghai did not care about it. Even if there were Taoist immortals here, he was confident that he could escape unscathed.
"Tianlong Temple should be considered one of the largest temples in Xilan Continent, right?"
Although Yinghai appeared to be calm and peaceful, and did not want to fight with the world, he had been following Feng Qingan around like a ghost for some time, and this was noticed by many Taoist masters.
Even though this foreign monk is quite powerful and has many Buddhist treasures in his hands, which makes people feel afraid, his actions have made many real people sharpen their knives and can't help but want to attack him.
If it was just a minor matter, peace would be the most important thing and it would be fine to give in, but what the other party wanted to dig out involved the Immortal King, and any practitioner who considers himself a Taoist would not tolerate such behavior.
"Master, you are too kind. The Tianlong Zen Temple where I came from can only suppress the northern part of Luzhou!"
The Tianlong monk spoke calmly; he was merely stating a fact. However, to the Taoist master who had just appeared, his words sounded like boasting and shocking.
"Since the Buddhist temple where the Zen master was born is so famous, why is he hiding his head and showing his tail, spying in the dark? By doing this, isn't the Zen master afraid of bringing disgrace to the reputation of the Buddhist temple behind him?"
The real person who showed up was sarcastic and mocking.
"I am here to protect the Second Young Master of the Feng Family. Everything I have done and said is honest and I have a clear conscience!"
Yinghai looked normal.
"Protect that Young Master Feng? Oh, let alone the fact that there is no trace of evil spirit here, even if there are demons spying, is it your turn to protect?"
The Taoist sneered.
"This young master is surrounded by evil spirits, and your eyes cannot see him. Naturally, I am the only one who can fulfill my duty of protecting him!"
Yinghai knew that Feng Qing'an had a valuable treasure on him that could conceal the secrets of heaven and confuse divination. He had already tested it out with the Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda, so he expressed understanding that these Taoist masters did not know the inside story.
But his tone and demeanor undoubtedly sounded like naked sarcasm to the Taoist master.
"Nonsense, nonsense!"
The Taoist master who had seen Feng Qingan immediately scolded him,
"Even if you are looking for an excuse , you should make up a decent one. Are you haunted by evil spirits? Many of us have seen this young man, but only you can see it. How come? Your eyes are better than any of ours?"
"Since the real person already knows, why should he tell it?"
"presumptuous!"
"I do not wish to fight with the Immortal. When the ghost appears, I will catch it and the Immortal will know it at a glance!"
Yinghai had no interest in fighting with humans, he only cared about demons, so even if the opponent was aggressive, he chose to avoid it. Seeing that they were not on the same page, he immediately hid his body, which made the real person who showed himself so angry that he waved away the clouds in the sky with one palm to vent his anger.
But he was a cultivator after all, and after venting all his emotions caused by different opinions, the old immortal fell into deep thought. It was not surprising that the monk had so many treasures on him and could see things that they could not see.
"However, how could such a prominent person make peace with ghosts? It's ridiculous. This bald donkey must be disturbing my mind. I can't be fooled by him!"
Feng Qing'an was unaware of the commotion outside the academy. Although the clouds in the sky were suddenly swept away, they were quickly replaced by a spell cast by an angry old immortal.
Ten days is not a long time. Just as Dong Huang said, as long as you practice diligently, the seemingly long wait will become extremely short, as if it is over in the blink of an eye.
October 1, midnight
At Longyin Academy, in front of the stone statue of Baxia, Feng Qingan arrived as promised. At this moment, the stars and the moon were completely shrouded in darkness, and the only light was the stars and the moon above his head.
Looking around, most of the academy, which covers several hills, is now in darkness. There are only a few thatched cottages with faint lights on, which are the lights of students studying late into the night.
"The lights are on at midnight and the roosters crow at dawn. It is the time for men to study..."
Seeing the students still studying hard so late at night, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If he hadn't been practicing, he would have gone to bed by now. How could he be so hardworking?
"What else?"
A faint voice sounded beside his ears. Feng Qing'an turned his head dreamily and saw a familiar figure standing beside him. As the night wind blew, the faint fragrance of orchids in the valley lingered around his nose.
"…If you don't study hard when you are young, you will regret it when you are old!"
Feng Qing'an looked at the Lord of the Netherworld in front of him and recited the remaining two sentences.
"It's a good poem to encourage learning. With this poem alone, you can leave your name in the books of Confucian students."
"I didn't write this. I just wrote it down and it just so happened that I was reading it out loud at this moment!"
Feng Qing'an hurriedly explained that he was not so shameless as to claim that a poem written by someone else was his own.
However, he quickly realized that it was not about the poem, but that the Lord of Youhuang State had appeared before him so easily without causing any commotion. If they had not been connected by a soul contract, he would not have noticed it.
"No, you just came here so easily?"
"Why, is it different from what you expected?"
The corners of Dong Huang's lips curled up slightly. Seeing Feng Qing'an's surprised eyes, she just felt it was interesting. It was worth her efforts and preparations for these days to perfectly bypass the ban here and come to the world.
"I thought you would make some really big noise, at the very least trigger some strange phenomena, or at least break this Overlord into pieces."
The wind is clear and the road is peaceful.
"Do you think I am someone who acts so violently? I would not come to the world without being fully prepared."
"That's true!"
Feng Qingan took a step forward, naturally stretched out his hand and put his arm around Donghuang's waist.
With Donghuang's stature, her waist and the size of a hand are naturally not related to each other. She is like a human-shaped phoenix. Her every move and gesture demonstrates the perfect combination of strength and beauty.
Dong Huang looked at Feng Qing'an's little movement, his long sword-like eyebrows raised slightly, but he didn't say anything. But the next moment, the lord of the Ghost Country, who had a slightly gentle aura, had a cold look in his phoenix eyes. He turned around suddenly, staring at a darkness not far away, and without any pause, he raised his hand and slapped it out.
"Monster, stop being so presumptuous!"
Just as Dong Huang swung out his palm, a figure shining with golden light appeared in the darkness that Dong Huang was staring at, and a majestic heavenly dragon was lying and roaring behind him.
Facing Donghuang's calm and effortless palm strike, the monk who had manifested the demon-subduing golden body and the appearance of a heavenly dragon also swung out a palm strike with great confidence. However, when Donghuang's palm approached, Yinghai sensed something was wrong and his expression suddenly changed, but he had no time to react.
