After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 106|Cover your little vest

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As the saying goes, if you don't succeed, your youth will be wasted.

Although I will feel a twinge of pain when I recall it later, no one is young and frivolous, thinking that they are unique in the world, and dreaming of saving the world.

So cool.

Qiao Wan’s eyes were bright.

She is also a time-traveling girl. Although it is a bit sad and painful to dress as a female partner, who is not the protagonist of her life?

The warmth of the old sword spread through the fabric to her chest, as if to remind her that she still had the blood and passion in her heart.

Although it had only been two or three hours since she woke up, the brief glimpse in the history scroll had already made her fall in love with this academy and the sect's philosophy of "no justice, no justice" .

Small injustices in the chest can be eliminated with wine, but great injustices in the world cannot be eliminated without a sword.

Having fully seen Qiao Wan's reaction, the middle-aged monk raised the corners of his lips without leaving any trace.

He knew that the "girl" in front of him could not resist the temptation brought by this sword and this academy.

Excited and excited, Qiao Wan put down "Wen Si Xing Zhu" in her arms with difficulty. Qiao Wan's boiling heart calmed down for a second or two and asked a question that had been lingering in her heart since just now. question.

"Forgive me for speaking frankly, my senior asked me to serve as the mountain chief. What exactly do you want me to do?"

"What to do?" Li Pian replied calmly: "Revitalize Buping Academy."

"Otherwise, be more specific." The man raised his eyes and landed on Qiao Wan's face.

Qiao Wan suddenly had an unknown premonition in her heart.

The man took a deep look at Qiao Wan, raised the corners of his lips, and the mustache at the corners of his lips also twitched.

"Conquer Kunshan."

In an instant, the whole room became eerily quiet.

Qiao Wan stammered and asked: "Senior... did I hear you correctly?"

Did she just hear some incredible target?

The middle-aged monk seemed unhappy: "What's your expression?"

Qiao Wan: ...It was more than shocking, it shocked my mother.

A few guide Qi into the body, a few practice Qi, one builds the foundation and one Nascent Soul, who gives you the courage to defeat Kunshan!

Liang Jing O? !

"Kunshan is now the leader of the righteous path. There are various sects and sects. Who wouldn't want to overthrow Kunshan and take the position himself?" Li Pian raised his eyebrows, "What? To do it or not to do it?"

Qiao Wan froze for a second: "Is it too late to regret it now?"

"What do you think?"

Qiao Wan: "...Do I have a choice?"

Li Pan said in a light voice: "You signed the blood contract yourself."

What this means is that we are not forcing you.

Although it is indeed a bit shameful to sign a blood contract when a person is seriously injured and dying, and is unconscious. But Li Pan was a pragmatist. The middle-aged monk changed his face to a more comfortable posture and sat in a more comfortable position, calmly waiting for Qiao Wan's answer.

She won't say no.

Qiao Wan lowered her head and glanced at Wen Sixingzhu in her arms.

"Okay," Qiao Wan took a deep breath, "I will do it."

To conquer Kunshan, although this goal is a bit ambitious, it is a bit painful. But it's more realistic than asking her to kill someone with a sword right now. Moreover, the goal is too ambitious, takes a long time to achieve, and has a lot of room for maneuver.

Isn’t it just to conquer Kunshan?

Thinking of the old master Zhou Yan who had white hair and cold features in his memory.

Qiao Wan gritted her teeth, her pride rising to the sky.

"I do!"

The mountain chief took office, and Li Fan summoned all the Confucian scholars in the academy with a telegraph.

A group of Confucian scholars, dressed in white robes, stood neatly in front of Qiao Wan, like the freshest cabbage in the field.

But seeing Qiao Wan, everyone was a little doubtful about life.

"Is this the president of our academy?"

Just this pretty boy?

"There is a big injustice...ah no no, it would be great if the mountain chief is willing to come. What kind of powerful swordsman, demon emperor, etc. do you expect to come to us?"

"This is too thin." One of the Confucian cultivators rubbed his chin, "I will kill a chicken later and give it to the mountain chief. After all, it is also the card of our academy."

In short.

Some are happy and some are sad, some are satisfied and some are dissatisfied, but there is always someone who is wronged... The mountain has grown, isn't it?

The girl in green clothes with green waist blinked her eyes and said with surprise: "Hey! Our academy has finally grown!"

Since I have taken on the role of the mountain director of Buping Academy, I must have a general understanding of the academy as a whole.

"Don't worry, Chief, I will take care of all these things!"

The green waist slapped his chest confidently, turned around and ran out of the house. When he came back, he held a stack of yellowing books in his arms.

Bah!

Put the stack of books directly in front of Qiao Wan.

"This is the academy's account book and name book."

The ideal of "conquering Kunshan" is lofty, but the reality is very skinny.

Qiao Wan opened her account book and name book with a sudden thought.

Spiritual stone is almost nothing.

School disciples: 11

Disciples in Qi training period: 10

Disciples in the foundation building period: 1

Golden elixir: 0

Elder Nascent Soul: 1

She definitely heard the words "taken advantage of" just now!

Qiao Wan's mouth twitched. Is it too late for her to kidnap Gan Nan now?

Some poor monks had an idea and decided to embark on the path of illegal crime.

If the conquering of Kunshan is compared to the Long March, after looking at the pitiful spirit stones in the ledger and the ten pitiful disciples, the first step of the Long March is a painful question.

"On the Dharma Conference." Li Fan pointed out a clear path and the first small goal to Qiao Wan in a deep voice.

The first small goal is to become famous at the Three Religions Discussion Conference.

Lu Yao: "If you want to revitalize the academy, you must first let the world of cultivation know that an academy like ours exists."

Qiao Wan: "How many disciples in the academy are going to attend this conference on the Three Religions?"

One of the disciples named Zheng Wenliang rushed to answer: "You are the master of the mountain!"

Qiao Wan was stunned: "Me?"

"Yes," Zheng Wenliang gave a sad expression, "You are the only one."

Li Pian added unhurriedly: "There are only three days left before the meeting on the Three Religions. The top priority is to resolve your demonic energy first."

"Come here." Li Pan stood up.

"I'll take you to see the academy library."

The so-called academy library is actually two extremely shabby thatched huts.

Although Buping Academy is a bit dilapidated and can only live in a mustard space for this generation, it is still a sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years and attaches great importance to the education of its disciples. With these few pitiful huts, it is still a sect. Two rooms were specially saved as libraries.

The collection of books in these two huts is indeed rich.

Li Fan introduced her to the past one by one.

"The first room, you can go in and take a look whenever you have nothing to do."

"As for this second room," Li Ban said: "This room can only be read after you have reached the Nascent Soul stage."

This is a bit like a fairy tale where you can't go to see the story in that room, but Qiao Wan is not as curious as the protagonist in the story.

The first rule of survival in the world of cultivation is that curiosity killed the cat.

What's more, you can't make a fat man with just one meal. Although the classics and Taoist books hidden in other huts are not very exquisite, they are already an unexpected surprise for Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan asked: "Senior, is there really a way to resolve the demonic energy for me?"

Li Pan: "Although the academy is small, it has also fought against the demonic realm."

"These." The man walked into the first thatched hut, stopped, and looked up at the bookcase in front of him. "These are the Taoist books that were preserved back then."

This bookcase is no different from any bookcase in the world. The books are neatly arranged, and it can be seen that it has been well taken care of.

"Back then, the academy also captured several demon cultivators and seized many magic weapons and magic books from the demon realm."

The middle-aged monk walked up to the bookshelf and pulled out one of the dilapidated magic books: "This is it."

Li Pan: "This is the magic book that teaches you how to suppress demonic energy."

Qiao Wan took the book and glanced at it.

This is a bit like an "elementary school textbook" that instructs young demons on how to control their demonic energy.

"To suppress demonic energy, it is better to block it than to remove it. Demonic energy is anger and desire." Li Pian suddenly said, "Desire is not shameful. It depends on how you use it."

"People who are controlled by desire are fools." Li Fan said solemnly, "But if you can make use of desire, it may become the driving force for your progress."

"A sword without killing power is useless if it doesn't know where it's going."

"How to use this "desire" for your own use is the first thing all new demons must learn."

As he spoke, the aura around the man seemed to change.

Qiao Wan looked up and froze on the spot.

The man is dressed in green cloth, his eyebrows are as sharp as a knife. The two swords behind him, one black and one white, are clearly distinct. The sharp sword intention can also be seen through the scabbard.

Cold, ruthless, and practical.

This is Dharma practice.

Pinching the pages of the book, Qiao Wan simply sat down cross-legged in the thatched hut.

Seeing her walking up to the road, Captain Li nodded slightly, with a somewhat pleased expression in his eyes. He turned around and walked out of the hut, leaving Qiao Wan alone with her thoughts.

In the evening, Lu Yao and a group of Confucian scholars seemed to have thought of something and hurried to the hut. The girl in green untied the jade slip from her waist and slapped it on the table.

"Chief Shan! Look!"

The large ink characters on the jade slip are very eye-catching, and the title is [Discussing who can win between Lu Cixian and Fang Lingqing]

Fang Lingqing? That ten-day appointment on Lisheng Peak!

Qiao Wan's heart suddenly trembled, and she immediately remembered the date that she had thrown thousands of miles away.

Lv Yao's eyes widened: "If I remember correctly, Chief Shan, your name is Lu Cixian, right?"

Sparring and competing is quite common among various sects, but it is a bit interesting to register at the Three Religions Dharma Conference. It is a day when there are the most people. This means that Fang Lingqing is determined to do something. To redeem the shame of being "humiliated" on Lisheng Peak.

In this meeting on the Three Religions, not only the elite disciples of each sect came, but also a crowd of onlookers who watched and studied. No matter how the world of cultivation changes, Bagua will always be at the forefront.

For the first battle of the Three Religions Dharma Conference, the onlookers were extremely enthusiastic.

[There has been no news from Lu Cixian in the past few days. Did this fellow Daoist Lu escape from the battlefield? 】

[This fellow Taoist is careful to say that it is impossible to say where Fellow Taoist Lu will be practicing in seclusion. 】

[This is the third to last day. No matter how hard you practice, there should be some movement. There has been no movement yet. I estimate that this fellow Daoist Lu will most likely not be able to come that day. 】

If we talk about the ten-day appointment with Fang Lingqing before, if she loses, she will lose, but it is different now. Now she has the title of Mountain Chief of Buping Academy on her head. If the Mountain Chief loses to another disciple.

Qiao Wan raised her eyes: "I..."

A group of Confucian scholars in front of them all made gestures of wiping their necks with tears in their eyes and committing suicide.

Qiao Wan:......

Caught off guard and shouldering a heavy burden, Qiao Wan lowered her head in shame, and her attention was attracted by the next title.

The next title is [On the secrets of the judges of disciples and elders of various sects in the Dharma Conference! 】

When I opened it, an image suddenly popped out.

Zheng Wenliang: "Ah, this is the master of the Hall of Fame in Kunshan!"

The man in the image is missing half of his left arm, and half of his right foot has been cut off neatly. He is sitting in a wheelchair, with half of his disfigured face sideways.

A small line of text is attached below the image.

【Who doesn't know how cruel the Master of Kunshan Horse Hall is! This is the first-hand image I risked my life to take! I almost didn’t come back! QAQ】

He then shamelessly started asking for rewards.

[I beg you fellow Taoists to reward me with spirit stones, so that I can soothe the injured soul of Xiaodao. 】

The man in the image is sitting in a wheelchair, frozen at the moment he raises his eyes.

The picture is blurry and the eyes are gloomy and solemn.

There is murderous intent!

Sure enough, the melon-eaters on the jade slips were all shocked.

[This fellow Taoist is really brave! 】

[Ma Huaizhen also came to discuss the Dharma conference? 】

【To be the referee. This time it seems that Kunshan specially sent Ma Huaizhen to show off. 】

Noticing that Qiao Wan was silent, Luyao asked, "Has the mountain chief heard of Ma Huaizhen?"

Qiao Wan: ...not only have I heard of it, but I am extremely familiar with it.

"Ah, I heard that although Hall Master Ma is a bit cruel, he is very protective of his shortcomings and is a good person." Lu Yao smiled and said: "That...that Qiao Wan? The one who destroyed Kunshan and the Demon Realm That one? After jumping from Taixu Peak, Ma Huaizhen and his Anbu disciples searched for it for more than ten days, and their eyes were all red. Hall Master Ma will definitely be there at the Dharma discussion meeting in three days."

Qiao Wan's heart suddenly twitched, and she continued to draw silently.

Another image caught my eye unexpectedly.

This is a close-up.

The man in the image is sitting on a high platform and giving a sermon. His dark blue hair hangs down to his waist.

The Buddha's eyebrows swept away, and the audience was completely silent.

There are also "comments" below, and they are all heartbroken.

Lv Yao was afraid that Qiao Wan would not understand, so he pointed at the jade slip and explained: "I heard that Master Miaofa will also be present this time."

"Venerable Miaofa has been in seclusion for so many years. It stands to reason that he will not show up this time. He just suddenly changed his mind and said he wanted to leave seclusion for some reason."

"However, this Dharma discussion conference was originally held at Jiuyue Mountain, so it would be unjustifiable for Venerable Miaofa not to show up."

Zheng Wenliang asked curiously: "Hey, Mountain Chief, don't you know the Great Guangming Hall? Have you ever seen this Venerable Miaofa?"

The refreshing roar seemed to ring in my ears.

"Obstacle! Stop now, it's still too late!"

Qiao Wan slid down quickly and accurately!

She didn't see anything!

More back.

It’s the juniors.

"Lone Sword" Xie Xingzhi, "Canglang Sword" Meng Canglang, and "Zhaohai Fairy" Baishanhu.

These are the favorites to win the Dharma Conference.

This Dharma discussion meeting... was really turbulent and a big drama.

While closing the jade slip, Qiao Wan silently made a decision.

Of course, you must cover your vest! ! Otherwise, there is only a dead end! !

The problem is, there are only three days left.

During these ten days, Fang Lingqing must have been practicing hard.

What else can you do in three days?

In order to restore the glory of Buping Academy, no matter whether it is too late or not, start training from now on, girl!

For this reason, Zheng Wenliang specially killed a chicken with tears in his eyes and stewed a bowl of soup for Qiao Wan to express his condolences.

Before leaving, the young man turned around, stuck his head out of the door frame, and glanced at the chicken soup reluctantly.

Qiao Wan:......

Zheng Wenliang:......

The young man coughed awkwardly and made an encouraging gesture: "Shan Changchong! Fuck him!"

Qiao Wan lowered her head and glanced at the chicken soup. As soon as she picked up the spoon, she saw Zheng Wenliang's loving gaze in her eyes. She held the spoon in her hands and didn't have the heart to eat it for a long time. In the end, everyone shared it together.

This Tang Zhien also quickly helped Qiao Wan break into Buping Academy and officially established his status as mountain chief.

After drinking this bowl of soup, everyone will become a fellow disciple who shares blessings and hardships!

The happiness of being poor is so simple.

After wiping her mouth, Qiao Wan washed her hands and looked at Wen Sixingzhu who was resting beside her legs before crossing her legs and going into silence.

She felt unfair and angry.

It’s too far to conquer Kunshan.

Qiao Wan rubbed the Bodhi seed hair ornament in her sleeve and thought deeply.

In this Three Religions Conference, she is going to overthrow Shandao Academy, and then tie up Lu Dechang to bring Cen Qingyou back!

But the premise is to cover your vest.