Chapter 817 Master, an Unexpected Guest Has Come to the General's Mansion and Wants to Get to Know You.

At the edge of the magic circle, fine runes shone like stars, revealing an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

At this moment, Chen Xintong, who was wearing a golden Confucian robe, was seen standing above the magic circle. His golden pupils were exuding dazzling golden light, his hands were constantly forming seals, and mysterious and complex runes came out of his palms. He soared into the air, hovered in the air for several times like a living creature, and then fell into the teleportation circle accurately.

Once these runes enter the array, they will blend with the original light of the array, making the entire array more dazzling.

. As Chen Xintong formed the last hand seal, his hands were clasped together, and a golden light instantly rushed out of his body and fell into the magic circle.

"Buzz!"

With the injection of this golden light, the entire teleportation array seemed to be completely awakened, blooming with unprecedented light. A huge beam of light soared into the sky from the center of the array, its rays of light almost eclipsing the morning glow in the sky.

Inside the light pillar, the space is twisted and colorful, as if it is a portal connecting to another world.

"Everyone, it's time to set off."

Chen Xintong's figure slowly descended and came to Ci Song and other students. "Yansheng Academy's victory has allowed me to see the vitality of the secular world of literature and Taoism. You are all the pillars of my future Confucianism and Taoism."

After listening to Chen Xintong's words, both Bai Ye and the other students quickly bowed their hands and replied together: "I will definitely live up to my master's expectations!"

When Chen Xintong heard this, she nodded with a smile, then waved her hand, and a soft force enveloped Ci Song and others, sending them into the teleportation circle.

At this moment, Ci Song only felt that he had fallen into chaos. This feeling was very similar to when he touched the boundary monument between Tianyuan Continent and Chaos Realm, but it was different.

However, at this moment, Ci Song felt that there was a gentle force around him protecting him from being torn apart by the power of space. At the same time, he felt that he was falling continuously, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

I don't know how long it took, but Ci Song felt his eyes light up, his body suddenly lightened, and he felt down to earth again, and he had arrived in another world.

The talent here is much thinner compared to Tianwaitian, and the surrounding scene is very familiar. It is in the square of Yan Sheng Academy.

"Finally back!" Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenes around him, as well as the unfamiliar faces of the students, Ci Song couldn't help but feel this emotion in his heart. This time in the battle of a hundred schools of thought, although it only lasted less than a month, Years passed, but during this period, he experienced too much and received too many opportunities.

"Everyone, students who want to understand the inheritance of saints, come with me into the Treasure Pavilion, and every student who participates in this battle of hundreds of schools of thought can choose a literary treasure."

Yan Zheng's voice reached everyone's ears again, and he continued: "If you can break through the literary giants in the future, even if you have left the academy, you can still go back to Yan Sheng Academy and receive a semi-saint treasure."

"Thank you, Dean, thank you, Senior Brother Bai, thank you, Senior Brother Ci."

The forty-eight students present hurriedly bowed to Yan Zheng, Ci Song, and Bai Ye. They were able to get so many opportunities thanks to Ci Song and Bai Ye being ranked in the top two.

"Dean, my wife is still waiting for me at home. I won't accept my literary masterpiece." Bai Ye saluted Yan Zheng.

"Okay, Bai Ye, your contribution to our Yan Sheng Academy this time is also very great. I will propose to the gentlemen of the academy to re-nominate you as a teaching assistant. After you return from Tianguan, if you want to return to the academy , you can become a teacher in the academy.”

Yan Zheng looked at Bai Ye with relief and understanding in his eyes, "In the past, I did many wrong things, and I always hoped and asked you to reach a certain height, but I forgot that you need to walk your own path after all. If I blindly ask you to follow my ideas, it will destroy your Confucianism."

"So, I will no longer force you to stay at Yan Sheng Academy and inherit my mantle like before."

"Teacher, you are serious. Bai Ye's achievements today are all due to the teacher's careful education, upbringing and education. Bai Ye will never be able to return it in this life."

Bai Ye bowed to Yan Zheng and held his hands. Yan Zheng helped Bai Ye up and said, "What you have achieved today is all the result of your own efforts. It has nothing to do with the academy. The academy just provides you with a place where you can A place where you can study with peace of mind. Remember that the academy will always be your home. No matter where you are, the door of the academy will always be open to you. "

"Students take note."

Bai Ye bowed his hand to Yan Zheng again, and then turned into a white light and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Bai."

The students present bid farewell to Bai Ye.

After seeing Bai Ye leaving in public, Ci Song also raised his hands to Yan Zheng and said, "Dean Yan, actually I also..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Sheng waved his hand and said: "Go back, your uncles at home are waiting for you to tell them the good news."

"Thank you, Dean."

The corners of Ci Song's lips curled up slightly, and he quickly raised his hands in thanks, and then turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

"Send me the words, junior brother."

The successive departures of Bai Ye and Ci Song did not affect the mood of the other students. After all, the two of them won the top two in the competition of a hundred schools of thought, which gave everyone the opportunity to understand the inheritance of the saint. Everyone at this moment was very excited.

"Follow me into the Treasure Pavilion."

Yan Zheng looked at the many students in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, he led them into a rainbow and flew into the treasure pavilion.

It only took Ci Song less than ten breaths to return to the gate of the General's Mansion. Different from when Ci Song left, the gate of the General's Mansion in front of him was more majestic, with two stone lions placed at the gate.

The three characters "General's Mansion" on the plaque shimmered with a faint golden light, and were surrounded by dragon aura. "This plaque..." Ci Song's pupils shrank suddenly. At this moment, the three big characters on the plaque made him feel a faint dragon's power. This showed that the person who wrote these three characters also had the aura of a true dragon.

"With this aura, could it be that the words on this plaque were written by Yingtian?"

"Master, it's really your breath, you are back!!!"

I heard a voice and saw the door of the General's Mansion opened. Feng Guang was dressed in black and had a long sword on his waist.

In a flash, he came to Ci Song. After seeing Ci Song's face clearly, Feng Guang looked excited, knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands and said.

"Uncle Feng Guang, please get up quickly.

Seeing this, Ci Song quickly helped Feng Guang up and said, "Uncle Feng Guang, who wrote the plaque on the door?" "

"Young Master, the words above are naturally written by Yingtian, the current King of Daliang. When you were on the battlefield of scholars attacking South Korea,

He made great military exploits and saved Yingtian, so this plaque was written by him and sent to him personally. "

"Not only that, he also sent many rewards and renovated the entire general's mansion. Although we don't care about these things, they did improve our life in the general's mansion."

Ci Song nodded slightly, with a look of understanding on his face, "That's it."

"Master, let's not talk about it for now. A very unpopular person has come to our General's Mansion. He has been staying with us for half a year. He said he would wait for you to return and get to know you better."

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