This superior Si Shen Mo Hen Academy was formerly the "Imperial Academy", a sacred place for scholars in the Eastern Region's Immortal Cultivation Dynasty.

For some reasons, after the disintegration of that huge dynasty, its various departments evolved into the today's powerful immortal cultivation forces.

At that time, the main body of the Imperial College was reorganized into Mohen Academy.

This group of fierce "scholars" made a name for themselves with their pens and have always been famous in the Eastern Region's immortal cultivation world.

They usually focus on "studying" and don't care about worldly affairs, but in this day and age, having strong power but not actively harming others is already a very good virtue. Therefore, their reputation in the world of immortal cultivation has always been good.

But Jiang Li didn't expect that the benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness of these "scholars" were just talk.

If he would snatch a pretty female ghost when he saw one, wouldn't he bully men and women every day when he was outside? You know, Jiang Li had been preparing for the arrival of the messenger from the Temple of the Gods.

In order to prevent the treasure from attracting people's attention, he had already moved the branches of the Nine Nether Wood that originally grew in the center of the city to the underground space.

What I’m afraid of is that they will become greedy.

Although people in today's world of cultivating immortals probably don't know what the ten innate spiritual roots of heaven and earth are.

But this did not prevent them from feeling the power of the Jiuyou branch.

Every spiritual fruit on it is as good as the Mu family's longevity peaches, and many of them are even better than the peaches.

Even someone as powerful as a top-class God would certainly not mind bringing back a spiritual tree that could greatly enhance the sect's foundation.

And this Fengdu city is just a gathering place for some ghosts.

Jiang Li put himself in their shoes and believed that if they saw such a treasure, nine out of ten would grab it without hesitation.

So even though it was a little inconvenient, in order to avoid causing conflicts, he still hid everything they might like.

He just prepared a few cups of tea and asked Qin Shuman to receive them.

He thought he was being cautious, but he didn't expect that the greed of this group of scholars caught him off guard.

An old man who is thousands of years old, for some unknown reason, even didn't let a female ghost go.

Seeing the contemptuous look under Jiang Li's mask, the old man was also angry.

"Boy, stop talking nonsense!"

"Are you the Lord of Fengdu City?"

When the other blue-robed monks saw Jiang Li's resistance, they all took out their brushes and started drawing in the air, wanting to attack. The old scholar who jumped off the bamboo slips raised his hand to stop them.

"It turns out that the people who rule this ghost town are humans, not ghosts. No wonder humans and ghosts can coexist in Fengdu City."

"But young man, your place of filth is useless and should be completely wiped out."

"Hand over that female ghost and tell me where you found her."

"You've done a good job. I may be able to show some leniency to this ghost town and allow you to join the Temple of the Gods as an exception."

His words were full of threats and inducements.

The old man himself is a terrestrial immortal, and behind him stands the powerful Mo Hen Academy. Such threats are very effective. As long as he is willing, he can indeed do what he says.

But Jiang Li is the second Lord of Fengdu City, not the third. How could he do such a thing as betraying his own people because of a single word?

He asked the female ghost Qin Shuman to step back, while he secretly mobilized the forces of Fengdu City, ready to fight the other party at any time.

Although the Fengdu city is far from recovering its former strength, it is equivalent to a large domain that can suppress all enemies within.

Its effect is several times more than that of the burial coffin, so it has a considerable impact on earthly immortals.

With the help of this city, he may be able to fight against the earthly immortal from Mohen Academy.

"Humph! What a lousy city lord! Grand Secretary Meng Gu gave you a chance, yet you still dare to act so presumptuously!"

"Since you don't appreciate my kindness, let's first destroy this ghost town and then capture the female ghost!"

Noticing that Jiang Li had begun to mobilize the power of the ghost town, the other eleven monks on the bamboo mat began to write again.

Destroy! Kill! Destroy! Die! Slaughter! . . .

One after another, murderous ink characters appeared in the air.

But just when Jiang Li mobilized the power of Fengdu City and touched them, he sensed something strange.

Jiang Li glanced at the ten Confucian scholars who had been silent with a strange look.

"Your Excellency said that my Fengdu is full of filth and corruption. It seems that the governor is allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps."

"The Mohen Academy is just as good as Fengdu City!"

Jiang Li's words were full of sarcasm, his hands kept moving, and he pointed with his right index finger.

The black nails touched the words "suppress" on the two ghost kings.

The two ink characters that were suppressing the Ghost King and making it difficult for him to move collapsed immediately.

The two ghost kings then regained their freedom and gathered their own ghost spells, ready to teach that group of annoying Confucian scholars a lesson they would never forget.

They are the mighty ghost kings, but they were actually suppressed by two ink characters and couldn't escape for a long time. It was really embarrassing.

But this is not their fault. The Mo calligraphy magic of Mohen Academy embodies a powerful and pure will and belief. It is extremely difficult to break by ordinary means, and it also has a considerable restraint on ghosts.

That's why it collapsed at the touch of Jiang Li's fingers.

He still relied on the three thousand black mosquitoes with broken wings attached to his fingernails.

This ancient ferocious beast is indeed powerful. No matter its will, belief or spiritual energy, they are nothing more than food for the Black Mosquito with Broken Wings.

This magical power of words is like the most sophisticated formation. If a small part is damaged, the whole thing will collapse.

If not, Jiang Li would be in big trouble against them.

"Young people have some abilities, but that's no reason for you to slander Mohen Academy!"

The university scholar did not understand what Jiang Li meant, but was just annoyed by his rude words.

Waving the pen, two ink characters "punishment" flew out, and turned into a teaching stick in the air and hit Jiang Li.

This type of word-based attack is even more difficult to resist.

Puff! Two streams of blood splattered in the air, and the injured person's body was thrown into the air, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.

But the blood was not from Jiang Li, but from the arrogant young scholar who was originally standing at the front of the bamboo slips, and the Grand Secretary Meng Gu.

The ten Confucian scholars behind them attacked them from behind for some unknown reason.

The murderous ink characters they had just condensed were not aimed at Jiang Li at all, but at their companions.

There was even a sudden burst of murderous ink characters among them, the power of which reached the level of an earthly immortal, and instantly knocked the two away.

The arrogant young scholar was only hit with two black ink characters due to his weak strength, but that was enough to make him fall to the ground, and his life or death was unknown.

Instead, the old university scholar who received the most attention had a book automatically fly out of his body, blocking most of the damage for him.

He steadied his body in the air, took a few steps forward, and then landed with a pale face.

"You guys! What are you doing!?"

Scholar Meng instantly came to the young man's side, reached out to feel his pulse, and found that he was no longer alive.

The old scholar's eyes seemed to be spitting fire as he stared at the ten of his students!

The ten people were obviously prepared. They ignored the old scholar's anger and continued to write in the air calmly.

. . . .

"A fight broke out? A family feud, a bloody drama!"

Jiang Li was a little surprised when the twelve enemies suddenly started fighting among themselves, but then he laughed.

Anyway, they are all his enemies. Even if these guys beat their brains out, it has nothing to do with him, Jiang.

And he also figured it out. It seemed that this university scholar was not aware of the problems of the ten Confucian scholars.

Just now, when Jiang Li used Fengdu City, with the help of the magical power of this ghost city, he vaguely sensed that these ten Confucian scholars were not living people, so they said such words.

I originally thought that this academy used special means to retain the souls of the dead to strengthen itself, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Mohen Academy was infiltrated from the inside using covert means.

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The purpose of these ten traitors' trip was simply to find an excuse to lead important figures to a remote place and then attack and kill them!

This is big news, but it's best not to happen to you.

Jiang Li immediately turned into an invisible person, waved his hand, and retreated with Qin Shuman and the ghost kings who gathered around.

When dogs bite dogs, there is absolutely no need for him to get involved. If he gets bitten, he will be at a loss.

. . . .

Over there, eleven strong men from Mohen Academy have already started fighting.

Unlike ordinary monks who use the five elements spells to attack each other, their battle is only in black and white.

Both sides splashed ink with their pens, and the changing scenes seemed like entering an ink-and-wash world, beautiful yet full of murderous intent.

"Ridiculous! When I became a university scholar, Zhao Mingde was just a kid grinding ink! What qualifications does he have to expel me from the academy?"

"You guys actually wanted to kill my master and my fellow disciples! This is truly treasonous!"

"Treason"! Four big characters flew out, blasting into pieces several mountains formed by ink and blowing away several Confucian scholars who were hiding behind.

"No! The handwriting is wrong! You are not my students! Who are you?"

"The mirror hangs high! The true face is revealed!"

The Grand Secretary was worthy of being a Grand Secretary. He was able to remain rational in this situation and found clues from the ink words written by those ten people.

He waved his big brush in the air repeatedly, leaving eight big words in the air.

The eight ink characters turned into a huge mirror, from which shone a white light, falling on the ten monks.

Two overlapping figures immediately appeared on the bodies of the ten Confucian scholars.

As expected, they were not the real people, but were usurped by someone using strange means! "Fang Taichu! Deng Kaichang! Lang Ziming! Wen Honglang! Xu Xingde! ... You! ... Aren't you all dead?"

"What did you do to my students! Why did you take over their bodies!?"

Grand Secretary Meng Gu discovered that he actually recognized these ten shadows that appeared, and he could not hide the shock on his face.

Because these ten people were originally from their Mohen Academy.

One of them was his favorite disciple back then, who became a university scholar of the same rank as him at a young age.

However, sooner or later, all ten of them should have died in the war with the Armor-faced Demon!

How could he suddenly appear here? And he attacked him madly! "Grandmaster Meng Gu has a good memory. I and others have studied under him before."

"I thought the world had forgotten us. But when I think that you still care about me, I am so moved that I burst into tears!"

"Once a teacher, always a father. Please accept my students' greetings."

They said words of respecting teachers, but their actions were more ruthless than the last, and every black word they wrote was a deadly killing move.

"You are unkind, unjust, disloyal, and unfilial. I have never taught you to be such a person!"

Grand Secretary Meng Gu looked at the ten people who surrounded him with a frown on his face, but after all, he was outnumbered and was at a disadvantage for a while.

"Students, we are grateful for your teachings. That is why we have come here to take you to the real paradise."

The ten men's attack paused temporarily, and dense ink characters appeared in front of them. The ten of them worked together to form a continuous chapter.

They want to give their former teacher a tough lesson.

At this moment, a force of space came, the surrounding scenery changed, and in the blink of an eye they were outside the city.

Then a gust of fog blew over, and the huge Fengdu Ghost City seemed to have grown legs, moving farther and farther away from them.

Jiang Li didn't want disputes at the Earth Immortal level to continue to break out in his city, as that would make all his efforts over the past few months go to waste.

Seize the opportunity and kick these guys out of town.

In addition, there are differences between the rules of the underworld fantasy and reality. The space here is not completely fixed. Even a huge city will change its position from time to time.

Before the Ghost Gates existed, every time one wanted to find the Fengdu Ghost Town, one needed the guidance of the red spider lily.

During these few months, Jiang Li captured dozens of large and small earth veins in succession and stuffed them all into Fengdu City, although they have not yet formed dragon veins.

But by borrowing the power of the earth veins, he has built Fengdu City into a city where people can move freely in the fantasy world of the underworld.

So as soon as these people were relocated out of Fengdu, he immediately drove away in the ghost town.

This is also the reason why he dared to open Fengdu City to the world of immortal cultivators.

If there really is a powerful enemy in the outside world with ill intentions towards him, he can just close the Ghost Gate and move to Fengdu City.

There are no red spider lilies or forget-me-nots in most places in the underworld now. Even if someone wants to do something bad, it is almost impossible to find a city to hide away.

The ghost town is getting farther and farther away and will soon disappear in the thick fog.

"Are you going to destroy them?"

One of the ten proposed to massacre the entire city and silence all the witnesses.

But the leader of them, the Earth Immortal Fang Taichu, shook his head.

"After today, the lord will be reborn and ascend to the throne!"

"It's just a ghost town. How can it be as important as our respected Grand Secretary!"

"Are you right, teacher?"

Grand Secretary Meng Gu wielded his pen and ink, countering the attacks of the ten men.

Hearing what they said, my heart sank.

It seems that the force that pulled these ten students back from death had planned this for a long time, and their intentions were grand! They were not afraid of being exposed.

This means that the plan to surround and kill him, the Grand Secretary, is most likely not an isolated case.

There are more hidden minions who will attack together on the same day! Who knows what kind of bloody waves will be set off in the Eastern Region's immortal cultivation world! 　┌(┌)┐

(End of this chapter)