Journey To the World of Film and Television

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Ji was currently occupying the dedicated teaching desk and chair next to the stairs, flipping through the ancient books he had drawn out casually, turned his head and glanced at Yu Lian, who suddenly stood motionless in front of the bookshelf, and yawned.

"Someone broke into the academy and came straight here." Yu Lian turned to look at Zhou Ji, and said calmly.

"Well, judging by the fluctuation of his breath, it should come from Lanke Mountain." Zhou Ji nodded slightly and turned a page.

Yu Lian asked suspiciously, "You know?"

"I knew it when I first entered the academy." Zhou Ji smiled and explained.

With his current level of cultivation, people who practice in the world can approach without warning except the No Distance Realm, and no one below No Distance can escape his perception.

Qi Nian is already at the pinnacle of knowing fate, and he is only one step away from breaking the sixth realm, but this step is a natural barrier, and there are only a handful of people who can pass it, and he is not one of them.

Putting down the scroll, Zhou Ji looked at Yu Lian, felt the killing intent of the chilling cicada, and asked curiously, "You want to kill him?"

Yu Lian nodded and said, "Qu Ni and Bao Nan both died at your hands, counting the time, they should arrive."

"You think he's here to kill me? So, you want to kill him?" Zhou Ji looked at Yu Lian's calm expression, and felt a little warmth in his heart while being surprised.

Yu Lian looked directly at Zhou Ji's eyes, looked at each other for a moment, turned his head to look outside the door, "It's not for you."

"Everyone knows that you used to teach in the old library, and you often come to my place. Even the students and professors in the entire academy still regard you as a member of the academy. How can these outsiders believe that you have nothing to do with the academy?" Yu said. Lian said and turned around and walked out the door, with his back turned to Zhou Ji, only a pretentiously blunt voice wafted to Zhou Ji's ears.

"This person trespassing on the academy is showing the face of the academy. On the day of Xiao Shisan's wedding, you help him out. As his third senior sister, how can I sit idly by?"

"I'm here for the academy, not for you"

Zhou Ji and Yu Lian have known each other for at least ten years, and it is rare to see her talk so much. Hearing the voice getting farther and farther away, the tone that is pretending to be blunt seems to reveal a bit of forceful sophistry. .

Zhou Ji shook his head and chuckled, but did not reject Yu Lian's kindness.

He knew that Yu Lian's move represented the academy's attitude, which was equivalent to accepting Zhou Ji's grievances for killing Qu Ni and Baonan in public. In the future, the entire Moon Moon Kingdom and Tianqingzong would regard the deaths of these people as killings by the academy, not Zhou Ji did it himself.

Qi Nian stopped for a long time, until the surrounding dead branches stopped, the breeze stopped, a thin snowflake slowly fell, in the winter forest, the cicadas suddenly rang again, the sound was shrill and dense.

The morning mist in the forest is filled with light, like thin to transparent cicada wings.

For a moment, it seemed that there were countless cicadas in the forest! Those cicadas hid behind the branches, hid in the upturned bark, hung among the spider webs, sat in the ice and snow, looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky and the monk covered by the snowflakes.

The sound of cicadas filled the forest with chills.

As the cicadas chirping in the forest became more and more intense and shrill, and the thick snow on the dead branches was shaken down, Qi Nian looked up and saw that there seemed to be something strange in the sky above the old library. The large and transparent invisible cicada wings on both sides covered the entire sky, so that the sound of cicadas here did not overflow to the front yard.

These shrill cicadas seemed to be colder than the snow and ice covered by the mountains, and more elusive than the night wind in the northern wilderness. They sounded everywhere, died everywhere, revived everywhere, and finally fell into the ears of the monk.

Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to call for the tea table in the distance, lifted the sand pot with his spiritual consciousness and suspended it in the air, a cluster of flames lit up, and within a moment, the tea boiled, and white smoke came out from the mouth of the pot.

In the old library, Zhou Ji didn't go out to watch the result of the fight between the two. Through the rising steam, he seemed to see a piece of thin snow as light as a cicada's wing passing by the monk's eyes. Can't stop the chilling cicadas all over the forest.

It's snowing again.

Under the reprimand of the teachers in the front yard, the students of the academy did not dare to break into the backyard to watch the excitement, but the silent aura that enveloped the entire old library and the backyard made them realize for the first time that the person who had been sitting in the old library and tracing script How terrifying is that female teacher.

Seen from a distance, a string of Sanskrit words of Tianqing Tantric Sect shot up into the sky, and the sky that was originally shrouded in prohibition suddenly lit up with giant cicada wings looming on both sides.

The cicada wings and the Sanskrit golden light confronted each other, and the air waves swept across the sky and the earth, stirring up the snow all over the ground, turning into a thick wind and snow barrier.

Zhou Ji frowned slightly, realizing that Yu Lian's realm was not perfect, and this cyclone, like a dragon absorbing water, continuously sucked the vitality around him, and it gathered more and more, almost out of control. , has appeared in the very center of the cyclone.

One hand is holding a sand pot, the other hand is pointing to a sword, with a distance of three inches between Qi Nian's eyebrows.

Boom~

Purple arcs flashed on the fingertips, although the fingertips did not touch Qi Nian, the Shangqing Shenlei deduced by Fumo Yulei Zhen Jue and Qionghua Immortal Technique 'Shangqing Poyunjian' had already penetrated Qinian Between the eyebrows, a sword edge made of lightning was formed.

Qi Nian widened her eyes and looked at Zhou Ji who suddenly appeared in front of her. With his cultivation at the pinnacle of Fate, if it was normal, he would definitely be able to get a clue.

But at this time, he and the remnant of the Demon Sect who had been hiding in the academy for twenty-three years had already fallen into a stalemate. Facing Zhou Ji's face-to-face sneak attack, which did not speak martial arts, there was no time to dodge.

The faster and faster cyclone suddenly disintegrated, snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and a woman wearing a Confucian robe taught in the academy revealed her figure from the wind and snow. The bookish atmosphere cultivated by writing for many years.

Qi Nian stared blankly at Yu Lian who was approaching, her eyes that were about to slacken gathered up the aura again, with a bit of bewilderment and a bit of inconceivable.

He did not expect that in the entire academy, not only Mr. Thirteen, but also Yu Lian, who was accepted by the master more than 20 years ago

"Twenty-Three Years Cicada, you are the Demon Sect"

When a person is about to die, his mind is agitated, and as Qi Nian opens his mouth, the closed-mouth meditation that he has cultivated for decades is suddenly broken, and a Thunder Mark mark faintly lights up on his forehead, entwined with a lavender arc like a sword mark, and finally reappears. Dim, disappear.

Slowly withdrawing his sword finger, Zhou Ji looked at Yu Lian, and sighed, "Your skills are not perfect yet, so if you attack so rashly, if you continue to stalemate, aren't you afraid of hurting the source?"

After ten years of acquaintance, Zhou Ji never questioned Yu Lian about her own affairs, nor did she ask Master and Mr. Da to confirm her identity, so she didn't know whether Yu Lian's kung fu practiced successfully. He thought that the 23-year period would be enough to deal with Qi Nian outside the house, but he didn't want to be a few days away from the completion of the cultivation technique, so all previous efforts were almost wasted and hidden dangers would arise.

Yu Lian also knew the danger just now, she lowered her eyebrows and obediently stopped training beside her.

Looking at her cute and cowardly appearance, Zhou Ji didn't know what to say, so he shook his head, waved Qi Nian to the door of the academy, then lifted the steaming teapot in his hand, and said with a smile, "This tea ~Shang Wen~, go in and have a drink to warm up your body."

Yu Lian raised her eyes to look at Zhou Ji, wanting to ask something, but felt a kind of anxiety that she had never felt before.

Hesitant to speak, worrying about gains and losses.

"No."

In the end, Yu Lian still shook her head, turned around and walked past Zhou Ji.

Looking at Yu Lian who was walking away, Zhou Ji glanced at the teapot with a puzzled face, then at Yu Lian who had already gone away, and followed quickly. Once he entered the old library, he found that she went straight upstairs , the breath fluctuation has disappeared in the second floor.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed, and the news that Qi Nian trespassed into the academy and finally died in front of the old library began to spread all over the world. For a while, the whole country was in an uproar.

Just when the whole country was in an uproar and the world was in an uproar, another news followed and detonated the entire Chang'an.

Mr. Thirteen of the academy, who just passed the full moon of marriage, formally sent a letter to Xia Hou, inviting him to fight to the death at Yanming Lake at the end of the month.

After hearing the news, Xiahou was not surprised, this day will come sooner or later.

As early as Mobei Tucheng met Ning Que, he already knew that Ning Que's hatred for him would not be resolved because of his old age.

There must be a battle between the two, and he has no choice but to wait quietly.

On the other hand, the master has disappeared since Ning Que and Sangsang got married, and this trip didn't even take Li slowly.

As the time for the decisive battle got closer, the ice layer on Yanming Lake became thicker and thicker.

On the day of the decisive battle, a spear was stuck with Xiahou's military flag, and the bloody flag whizzed and danced in the cold wind. Zhou Ji, who was far away from the waterside pavilion, looked at the flag fluttering in the middle of the lake, stepped forward, and stepped out from the third floor of the waterside pavilion. The wind fell and floated to the side of the battlefield.

The wind blows the remaining snow on the ice, and two figures, one big and one small, walk towards this side slowly in the wind and snow.

Zhou Ji set his eyes on Sangsang's lower abdomen. Although it's only been a month and a half, Zhou Ji can still feel a tiny mass of vitality quietly sprouting in Sangsang's body.

Xia Hou stared at Ning Que, his eyes were full of disdain, but his heart was full of unwillingness.

Ning Que was holding a longbow, carrying a plain knife, and the wooden box straddling his side. He also stared at Xiahou, raised his hand and smashed the wooden box on the ground, and unfurled thirteen magic arrows.

Xia Hou sneered, opened his fur robe, and his bright armor shone brightly on the ice.

"Ning Que, you are going to die here today."

Looking at the bright light armor on Xiahou's body, Ning Que's face sank like water, and hatred boiled under the water, "It's not certain who will die!"

"I have been preparing for more than ten years to kill you." Ning Que's momentum continued to rise, but after all, there was a gap in the realm, his eyes were slightly closed, and when he opened his bow and arrow, a black light turned into an afterimage , arrived in front of Xiahou almost instantly.

Xiahou's blood surged all over his body, and the blood flowed out of the bright light armor, as if he had propped up a new armor. The Yuan Thirteen Arrow, which could destroy Long Qing with one arrow, now could not even penetrate the body protection of the peak of martial arts. , at the end of the crossbow, was punched by Xiahou and flew away.

The last trip to Tianqi Mountain was too careless, and he failed to put on the bright light armor in advance. As a result, Zhou Ji used the thunder method to break the demon sect's cultivation base. After that, challenge Zhou Ji directly.

On this lake of cold winter, wash away the shame of the last time.

Sangsang looked nervously at the two people fighting in the heart of the lake. She had great confidence in her young master. This confidence was given to her by Ning Que, not her own. Facing Xiahou who had returned to the peak of martial arts, even if she Why don't you pay attention to the matter of cultivation, and understand that it is difficult for Ning Que who is only in the Dongxuan Realm to beat Xiahou.

Arrows shot out from Ning Que's hands. Xia Hou had already tested the power of the Yuan Thirteen Arrows. He knew that although the arrows were powerful, if they couldn't hit the armor head-on, they wouldn't be able to hurt himself, so he used body skills or moved around , or hit the arrow directly.

Seeing that Ning Que had fewer and fewer arrows left, Sang Sang clenched her fists tightly, her expression becoming more and more anxious.

Zhou Ji looked at the 'well' character Ning Que drew on the lake with the arrow's tail and nodded slightly, showing admiration.

Zhou Ji didn't care about the fight between Ning Que and Xiahou.

At the time of Tianqi Mountain, he had already abolished Xia Hou's Demon Sect Kungfu, and if he only kept his martial arts cultivation level, even Ning Que, who had reached the peak of martial arts, would have a slight chance of winning.

Watching the battle this time, he was more concerned about the little girl next to him.

The eternal night is approaching, and Haotian recovers. Although Sangsang is the carrier of Haotian in the world, she is also Sangsang herself, with independent consciousness and thinking.

Once Haotian wakes up, she will immediately devour Sangsang's consciousness. Now she maintains a weak balance in her body, and the child in her belly is the key to breaking this balance.

And what Zhou Ji and Master did was to consume Haotian's strength as much as possible before Haotian woke up, so that when she woke up, she could send Haotian's will back to the sky while retaining Sangsang's soul.

The battle in the center of the lake became more and more anxious. Even if Ning Que strengthened the formation that Yanming Lake had arranged in advance and forcibly raised his cultivation level to Zhiming, he was not Xiahou's opponent.

Ning Que became more and more dangerous, but Sangsang, who was watching the battle, was helpless. Just when she was burning with anxiety and tears were about to fall, an elegant old man with white beard and white hair suddenly appeared beside her.

"teacher."

"Master."

Jun Mo, Chen Pippi, Ye Su and the others saw their master came and bowed to him, Zhou Ji was relieved, and sent a voice transmission into the secret channel, "You have arrived, how is the situation over there?"

"The butchers, drunkards, and temple masters who ran fast have all been dealt with, and we just need to go to heaven."

The master nodded slightly, and gave Zhou Ji a reassuring look.

In the center of the lake, Ning Que, who had been knocked into the air by Xiahou again, fell into a pool of blood, and chanted a little tune that belonged only to him and Sangsang, and stood up with force.

The minor tune sounded, and Sangsang could no longer hold back her emotions, and desperately ran towards Ning Que.

Quietly, a gleam of light lit up from her fingertips, Zhou Ji and his wife looked at each other, and followed them up.

(ps: Shangqing Poyun Sword is really a skill of the Immortal Four Qionghua School.)

(In addition, the Slow Knife in the Snow is finally almost finished. The whole process is 1.5 times faster and fast-forwarded continuously. The director of this show is so fucking hip. You can watch the show, and you can watch it. 80 points, but the director broke down to 60 points and just passed. Even 60 points were given higher because of the number of beauties. If it is an original work party, it is probably not even willing to give a pass)