Chapter 857 The Bait I Put Out Finally Caught the Fish I Wanted.

"You are quite well informed." Yan Zheng smiled when he heard this, then nodded and said, "Yes, I have indeed resigned from the position of dean. After all, in the past five years, all matters of the academy have been handled by Yi. Handled by Mr.

My role as dean is much easier than that of Mr. Yi. Now that Mr. Yi has reached the level of a literary giant and there are no other voices of criticism in the academy, it is indeed time for me to give up this position. "

Having said this, Yan Zheng paused for a moment, then looked at Ci Song, with a serious look on his face.

"As for my leaving the academy, there are indeed some personal reasons. I will discuss this matter with you in detail later."

"You came back in a hurry. Do you have anything you want to ask me?"

After hearing Yan Zheng's words, Ci Song pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Dean Yan, the student does have some things to ask when he comes back this time."

"Oh? Tell me."

Yan Zheng put down the chess piece in his hand, looked up at Ci Song, and asked curiously. "Have the two deans ever heard of Mr. Qiu?"

Ci Song took a deep breath and asked.

"Mr. Qiu?"

After hearing Ci Song's words, Yan Zheng and Yi Fusheng were slightly startled, and then their faces showed a look of thinking.

"I seem to have some impression of the name you mentioned. Is it the scholar who sent Bai Ye into Tianguan before?" Yan Zheng frowned and said with some uncertainty.

"I've also heard about this. Mr. Qiu's ability to raise his hand to send Bai Ye into the sky shows that his cultivation level is at least above that of a semi-saint."

Mr. Yi nodded and agreed.

"It seems that neither Dean Yan nor Mr. Yi knows about Mr. Qiu's existence. Is this Mr. Qiu hiding too deeply?"

Ci Song murmured in his heart that at this moment he had given up asking the two of them about their thoughts about Mr. Ran Qiu.

"Why, are the clues you found related to Mr. Qiu?" Yan Zheng asked Ci Song curiously.

"So far, it's just speculation." Ci Song shook his head and replied.

"The battle of guarding the pass is full of doubts. Tianguan has been pursuing this matter for so many years, but there is still no result. I know you are impatient, but this matter is urgent and you have to take your time." Yan Zheng looked at Ci Song and consoled him.

Ci Song nodded and said, "I understand."

"Where are Bai Ye and Zhong Qi? They didn't come back with you?" Yan Zheng asked Bai Ye and Zhong Qi.

"Senior Brother Zhongqi and Senior Brother Bai Ye both stayed at Tianguan. Senior Brother Zhongqi said that he was depressed, so he entered the Wenxin Hall again. Senior Brother Bai Ye was waiting outside the Wenxin Hall. I had nothing to do, so I came back first. "Ci Song replied.

"Is your heart depressed?" Yan Zheng was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said, "Although this child Zhongqi has made mistakes, his heart is not bad. This is exactly the same as his father."

"It's just that the child Zhongqi had a chance to turn back. Zhongqi made a mistake and his father forcibly led him back to the right path. However, his father Zhongbo did not have such a chance."

Mr. Yi took over the words, "Since Zhong Bo became the dean of Zilu Academy, he has been targeting our Yan Sheng Academy overtly and covertly to fight for more say for Zilu Academy. During this period, he has done many wrong things, some of which Mistakes cannot even be made up for.”

"Different ideas have nothing to do with right or wrong."

Yan Zheng shook his head, then turned to look at Ci Song and said, "Ci Song, go to the third room on the left in the Dean's Pavilion, where the fake Wen Yun Orb left by Yan Wen is stored. You take it away."

When Ci Song heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Although that literary fortune orb was imitated by the Yin Yang family, it contains enough talent to allow a literary giant to break through to a semi-saint."

"If you really find any clues during your investigation into the battle of guarding the gate, and encounter unimaginable dangers, that Orb of Wen Yun may be able to temporarily save your life, at least until you can return to Yan Sheng Academy for help. "

Yan Zheng slowly expressed his thoughts, "And you have used similar imitation orbs many times before. I think you should have some experience on how to use that orb."

"Thank you, Dean."

Ci Song did not refuse, but directly agreed. Indeed, as Yan Zheng said, if the truth of his facts is as he guessed, then he does need means to save his life, and the more the better.

"Well, go ahead. I still have some things that I need to talk to Mr. Yi. After you get the Wen Yun Orb, if you want to go back to the General's Mansion, just go back directly."

Yan Zheng waved his hand. Seeing this, Ci Song bowed to Yan Zheng and Mr. Yi, then turned around and walked out of Yaoyue Pavilion.

Looking at Ci Song's leaving back, Yan Zheng frowned slightly, then turned to look at Mr. Yi, and said with some worry: "You said that about the battle of guarding the gate, could Ci Song find out?"

Mr. Yi pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's difficult."

"The battle of guarding the gate back then was filled with too much mystery. Although Ci Song was extremely talented and talented, in the final analysis, he was just a child who had just turned eighteen."

Yan Zheng nodded, agreeing with Mr. Yi's statement, "It has been so many years, and it is indeed extremely difficult to trace this matter."

"On the contrary, I am afraid that this child will really find out something."

. . .

Following Yan Zheng's instructions, Ci Song stepped into the Dean's Pavilion and walked straight to the third quiet room on the left.

The room was simply furnished, with only a lonely table and a chair. On the table, an ancient brocade box lay quietly, as if waiting for the arrival of a destined person.

Ci Song walked forward, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the brocade box. In an instant, a majestic talent gushed out of the brocade box like a tide, filling the entire room.

Feeling this powerful talent, Ci Song's face became solemn. He stared at the gem in the brocade box with a sharp gaze. This gem was only the size of a baby's fist, and its surface showed a dazzling golden color.

And inside the gem, countless talents turned into words that were constantly surging and stirring, as if they were about to break out of the shell at any time. "What a rich talent." Ci Song took a deep breath, then reached out and took the Wenyun gem from the brocade box.

The moment Ci Song's hand touched the Wenyun gem, the Wenyun gem trembled slightly, and instantly released a deep purple talent, wrapping Ci Song up.

The next moment, Ci Song seemed to fall into a deep purple void. There was nothingness all around him, and only Ci Song stood in the void.

Then a cunning voice reached Ci Song's ears, "Sure enough, everything is as I expected. The bait I put out finally caught the fish I wanted."

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