Chapter 129 The Crushed Half-Saint Dao Fruit, the Thirty-Seven-Year-Old Half-Saint

"The sage's curse was created by Zou Yan, the ancestor of the Yin and Yang family, and Zou Sheng. It has the power of heaven and earth, yin and yang, four seasons, and five elements to drive away thousands of sorrows. Once this curse is cast on you, you must not disobey it for life, otherwise you will suffer great consequences. The backlash disperses three souls and seven souls. Therefore, although the curse is called a saint, I prefer to call it the soul-dispelling curse."

"Once this curse is contaminated, it will no longer be alive."

Having said this, Mr. Kong turned to look at Zhong Bo and said, "Are you sure that Ci Song is really contaminated by this soul-dispersing curse?"

Zhong Bo nodded with great conviction and said: "This was said by Qu Sheng Xuying himself when Ci Song Chuang Poetry Monument. For this reason, Qu Sheng even did not hesitate to send down the blessings of the saint to offset the curse of the saint."

Hearing this, Mr. Kong was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "It seems that Ci Song, like his father, is a man of great luck."

After that, Mr. Kong didn't say much, just sat back on his chair quietly, "I won't pay attention to the fights between you juniors, especially you, Xiaobo."

"You have a lot on your mind, I know that, but there are some things that you guys can't touch, especially this soul-dispersing curse, do you understand?"

Zhong Bo didn't answer, but the emotion in his eyes said everything.

Seeing this, Mr. Kong sighed deeply, "Even though Ci Qi was innocent of the crime back then, he was also punished accordingly. I and the five Half-Saint Powers from the Former Master's Hall joined forces to hunt down Wan Li. , the Semi-Saint Dao Fruit was crushed by my own hands, and he almost died."

"If Ning Ping'an and Gongsun Cuo hadn't rescued him at that time, he would have died in my hands."

Mr. Kong's expression became more and more solemn, "If Ci Qibai didn't have those messy thoughts back then, but stayed in Kong Sheng Academy step by step, I can't even imagine what kind of realm he can reach in the future. Thirty A seven-year-old half-saint, it took me seven hundred years to achieve this state, but this child took thirty-seven years to achieve it easily."

Mr. Kong's tone was filled with infinite regret, "Now that Ci Qi Bai Bansheng Daoguo has been destroyed and the road ahead is cut off, why do you still want to kill them all and turn your focus on his children?"

"Mr. Kong, I..."

Zhong Bo wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Mr. Kong raising his hand.

"I know that the person behind you must be a powerful person from the Master's Palace. Otherwise, with your level, you would not be able to touch the curse of scattering spirits, let alone cast this curse."

Speaking of this, Mr. Kong's tone gradually became serious: "Xiao Bo, you have to remember that there are some things that can be done and some things that cannot be done. You are the head of a hospital and you should have your own bottom line and principles in doing things. ”

"You are here today on behalf of someone, and you want me to cast the evil curse on that child again and take away his life, right?"

Mr. Kong's question made Zhong Bo fall into deep thought. He stood there, lowering his head, as if weighing something.

"Zhong Bo, you are a smart man. You should understand that once you do some things, you can never go back." Mr. Kong's voice revealed a deep helplessness.

"Mr. Kong, I..."

Zhong Bo seemed to want to explain something, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

"That's all, go back." Mr. Kong said slowly.

Zhong Bo nodded, turned around and walked out of the woodshed. Before leaving, he looked back at Mr. Kong, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Mr. Kong looked at Zhong Bo's leaving figure and sighed deeply. He knew that he could not interfere in the fights of young people, but some things exceeded his bottom line.

"Ci Qi Bai, Ci Qi Bai, although I don't approve of your behavior, you have been fighting for your ideals all your life, and you are already much better than most people in this world." Mr. Kong sighed in his heart. Thousands.

"Xiao Bo, although you have touched my bottom line today, because you were my most valued student back then, I will give you another chance. If you want to escape from the quagmire you are trapped in in the future, come here on your own. Come to me and I will do my best to help you.”

Mr. Kong's voice echoed in the woodshed, as if carrying a mysterious power.

As Mr. Kong finished speaking, a ray of yellow light rose into the sky from the woodshed and disappeared into the sky.

Mr. Kong quietly looked at the direction in which the yellow light in the sky disappeared. He stood up, slowly moved the chair to the woodshed, sat on the chair, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

He knew that in the near future, there would be another bloody storm in the entire literary world, but what did this have to do with him? He is now an old man who likes to chop firewood. No matter what happens in the outside world, it has nothing to do with him.

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On the other side, Ci Song, Bai Ye and others sat behind the Kunpeng Bird, and it only took an hour to fly back to the top of Yan Sheng Academy.

"Finally home."

Looking at the familiar Yan Sheng Academy below, Ci Song breathed a sigh of relief. This experience of less than seven days made Ci Song feel like he was in another world. After all, too many things had happened. This time he could finally take a good rest.

"Everyone, we have arrived." Bai Ye shouted to everyone at the right time.

Immediately afterwards, the Tongtian Kunpeng bird flew to an open space in the college, and everyone jumped off the back of the Tongtian Kunpeng bird.

After everyone jumped off the back of the Tongtian Kunpeng bird one by one, Bai Ye walked forward slowly. He took out the blank calligraphy with the five words "Tongtian Kunpeng Bird" from the jade pendant, turned his head to look at the Tongtian Kunpeng bird, and said with a smile: "I really trouble you this time."

Tongtian Kunpeng bird shook its huge head, as if to say no trouble, and then Tongtian Kunpeng bird turned into a white light and returned to the painting. The calligraphy and painting looked more mysterious under the reflection of the white light, as if it contained endless mysteries.

"Let's go, the teacher and others are probably waiting for us in the hall." Bai Ye put away the calligraphy and painting, turned his head and said to Ci Song and other brothers.

Then Bai Ye looked at Duanmu Qingcang again and said, "Just take Junior Brother Wuyan around, after all, you are already very familiar with this place."

Duanmu Qingcang nodded slightly, and then asked, "Okay, you can keep my room for me?"

"Of course, if you are tired, just go to your previous place to rest."

After that, Bai Ye led everyone to the Dean's Pavilion, and Duanmu Qingcang and Zhang Wuyan watched everyone leave.

"Brother, from what you and Senior Brother Bai Ye said, have you studied in Yansheng Academy?" Zhang Wuyan asked curiously.

"Of course, if my father hadn't forced me back to Zilu Academy, I would have been a fellow student with Bai Ye."

Duanmu Qingcang smiled, and then he stroked Zhang Wuyan's head and said, "I'll take you around Yansheng Academy, it's much better than our academy."

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