The love debt between me and Feng Aotian

But Tianshuyuan is somewhat different from other sects.

Tianshuyuan is the only sect that still uses literature to gain enlightenment, and it is almost a holy place in the eyes of all the scholars in Dasheng.

In Tianshuyuan, articles and poems are no longer something that can only be seen but cannot form power.

It is a real power.

In the entire Dasheng, only Tianshu Academy still masters the art of literature, and no other sect can even get a glimpse of it.

"Dean, the grand martial arts performance is about to begin. We can't wait any longer."

A middle-aged lecturer in a black robe looked at the skinny old man in front of him, clasped his hands together, and said, "If she never comes out, will we wait for her forever?"

He was Chen Fengting, a teacher at the academy, and the skinny old man in front of him, who looked like he was about to die at any moment, was the dean of Tianshu Academy.

Nangong Yushu.

"It's okay, there are still a few days left. Wait two more days."

Nangong Yushu knew who the "she" Chen Fengting was talking about, and said, "It only takes half an hour to get to the Crescent Moon Palace anyway."

"But some students in the academy are dissatisfied."

"If a scholar doesn't have any patience, what kind of scholar is he?"

"..."

Chen Fengting was silent, thinking that not only the students were impatient, but he was almost out of patience too.

Five years ago, a young girl entered Tianshuyuan.

He defeated the number one genius of Tianshu Academy at that time and became the strongest student of Tianshu Academy.

Then the girl entered the Heavenly Library.

For five whole years, he never came out once.

Sometimes he even suspected that the girl had died in the Heavenly Library.

However, he also knew that with the dean's strength, it was impossible for him to let the girl die.

Just as he was thinking about how to persuade the dean, a golden light shot up into the sky from the Heavenly Library, which seemed like a sign of apocalypse.

"Isn't this coming?"

Nangong Yushu smiled slightly and disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving behind Chen Fengting with a confused look on his face.

"What's that? What happened at the Heavenly Library?"

"Could this be Yun Panxia's doing? How is it possible? Even a master wouldn't be able to do this, right?"

"It was most likely the dean's doing. How could it be her?"

The disciples of the Heavenly Academy also started talking about it, and then they saw the girl walking out of the Heavenly Library.

The moment they saw the girl, the disciples' discussions immediately stopped.

They all froze in place, unable to believe what they saw...

Because he couldn't believe that there was such a beautiful girl in this world.

"You finally came out. If you don't come out now, you will miss the grand martial arts performance."

Nangong Yushu appeared in front of Yun Panxia and said with a slight smile, "You won't refuse to participate, right?"

"I will attend."

Yun Panxia's tone was firm, and she had already made a decision.

Nangong Yushu smiled even more happily.

What he didn't know was that Yun Panxia was not coming to Tianshuyuan this time, but to see the man she hadn't seen for three hundred years.

85. The Storm is Coming

night.

Longfeng City.

At night, Xu Chen and others finally arrived at the city near the Crescent Moon Fairy Palace.

All I have to do is walk there tomorrow.

If it weren't for taking care of Yu Yinxuan, I would have arrived this afternoon.

Several people stayed in the inn and will officially enter the Crescent Moon Palace tomorrow.

I'm afraid some people from sects and chambers of commerce have already arrived.

Yin Qimeng arrived at the Crescent Moon Palace yesterday and said she was ready to welcome him at any time.

Of course, it’s definitely not a real welcome.

Xia Rushuang was still looking at him.

Just like a guardian.

Even though Xia Rushuang hadn't done anything extreme in the past month, Xu Chen was still very cautious and didn't dare reveal any flaws, for fear that Xia Rushuang would find out his identity directly.

"dong dong dong"

There was a knock on the door that night. Xu Chen knew it was most likely Ye Miaoyi, but he still asked for safety: "Who?"

"I."

Xu Chen trembled all over.

The voice coming from outside the door was not Ye Miaoyi, but Xia Rushuang.

He quickly opened the door and saw the cold face and the icy aura that kept people away.

"Master, why are you here?"

"It seems you don't want me to come."

Xia Rushuang's lips curled up with sarcasm as she said, "Do you think I'm your senior sister?"

"Master is joking."

Xu Chen felt a chill in his heart, he had a premonition.

Xia Rushuang probably knows everything.

He made way and Xia Rushuang entered the room.

Even if he didn't move aside, Xu Chen had no way to stop Xia Rushuang from entering the room.

"What place do you want to take in this grand martial arts performance?"

Xia Rushuang did not talk about what Xu Chen feared most, but asked a question that was most appropriate to ask at this moment.

However, this question sounded strange, and there was a vague feeling that Xu Chen could get whatever place he wanted.

"I naturally want to win the championship, but I don't know if I have the chance."

Of course Xu Chen couldn't say that reaching the semi-finals would be considered a success. If he dared to say that, Xia Rushuang would dare to strike him with a sword.

Xia Rushuang asked, "What's your current level of strength?"

"I don't have a realm."

"I'm talking about strength. Is it hard to understand?"

"Probably the eleventh level..."

"It seems you are not as sincere as you appear."

Xia Rushuang said in a bad tone, "You're lying so easily."

"I'll give you another chance. How many realms?"

"This is your last chance."

It was as if an invisible sword was placed on Xu Chen's neck. Xu Chen didn't dare to lie anymore and said, "Thirteenth Realm."

"If this is like last time, you know the consequences."

When was the last time?

Xu Chen really wanted to play dumb like this, but he knew that there was no benefit in doing so.

What Xia Rushuang was referring to was of course the last time he let Ye Miaoyi off the hook.

"Not this time."

Xu Chen knew that it was better to accept it calmly than to lie.

Logically speaking, he has no cultivation now, so it is difficult to know his true strength.

But he seemed to have no secrets in front of Xia Rushuang.

In three hundred years, Xia Rushuang seems to have learned a lot of skills.

"Let me put on your makeup."

Suddenly, an unprecedented sound came into Xu Chen's ears.

This turn is even more abrupt than suddenly asking "How's the weather today?" It feels like gold ingots suddenly falling from the sky.

make up?!

Xu Chen was shocked. Why did it come down to makeup?

He is not a woman, and he has the impression that Xia Rushuang is not an expert in makeup.

She wasn't wearing any makeup at the moment, so why should he?

Is this also a test?

This isn't the way to test someone, is it?

He really couldn't imagine what was tempting about wearing makeup.

You can't test whether he is a woman or not, right?

Is there any connection between makeup and three hundred years ago?

Xu Chen racked his brains but couldn't figure out the reason. He had never put makeup on Xia Rushuang three hundred years ago.

Xia Rushuang never put makeup on him.

It can't be a spur of the moment, right?

Xu Chen had no idea what Xia Rushuang was up to, so he asked, "Master, I'm a man...Isn't that necessary?"

"This is not a question, it's an order."

Xia Rushuang had no intention of asking Xu Chen's opinion and said, "You have no right to refuse."

She pulled out a piece of skin.

A colorful skin that looks extremely weird.

"Master, this is..."

When Xu Chen saw the strange thing that he had never heard of three hundred years ago, he felt fear and had an ominous premonition.

Could this be a human face?

It looks like a magic weapon, not a real face.

Whose face will be colorful?

Seeing this, Xu Chen wondered if Xia Rushuang would take out a dice and stuff it into his face.

"A cosmetic treasure."

Xia Rushuang was unexpectedly calm, as if she had become accustomed to what she was holding, and the scene before her could no longer shock her.

You call this makeup?

Are you just putting on a piece of skin?