You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 673: Cause and Effect Begins

The surrounded boy seemed a little embarrassed. The people around him were all pondering the magic of the poem, and the more they pondered, the brighter their eyes became.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"The style of the poem is crude, but the belief it conveys is so strong!" one person couldn't help but exclaim.

"Showing heroic spirit, calling forth the splendor, and youthful madness, these three words are truly wonderful!"

"Junior, this is your masterpiece. I admire you so much!" Someone saluted while holding a fan.

Everyone looked at the young man with a little more admiration in their eyes!

The young man was a little bit overwhelmed, but he quickly came to his senses, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Thank you for the compliments, seniors. This poem was published in the Central Region News today. It seems to be describing a person..."

"Oh? Not a scholar? That's even more rare~"

"Brother, please read us something about this person. Someone who can write such a poem must be extraordinary."

Surrounded by students, the boy cleared his throat and began to tell the story of Chun Niuma.

Hearing that he was the owner of the Enlightenment Tea, there was immediately a flurry of discussion. As they read on, they heard that he had killed two million monsters, and the scene immediately split into two factions.

"This man is truly a human devil! How could he have the heart to slaughter millions of demons?" Some people expressed some dissatisfaction and criticized him openly.

"Didn't you hear just now? If not, the demon race would have slaughtered millions of human cultivators. If so, it is understandable." A student made a brief analysis and felt that Changqing did nothing wrong.

"This is too cruel."

"The demon tribe has millions of troops attacking together, with the intention of killing all the human cultivators. If we are not cruel to them, the cultivators on the front lines will become food for the demon tribe."

"Haha, the demons are the most hostile to humans and like to eat humans. Have you forgotten that before the war, the demons had already devoured hundreds of thousands of humans? If millions of demons were not killed, more humans would have suffered. What we taught you, writing about the world with a pen and protecting the mountains and rivers with a sword, have you read all of these teachings? What exactly are you thinking about when you sympathize with the demons now?!"

Seeing that the two sides were arguing more and more fiercely, the young man hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, everyone, there's more to come!"

The young man continued, saying that Chun Niuma risked his life for the human race to attract the Demon Lord to take action, causing the Demon Lord to break the rules, and even left this poem before he died.

Many students have shed tears.

"He is a very fierce person, and his plans are very fair. Such a person is a loss to the human race~"

"Chun Niuma should be a gentleman. He sacrificed his life for the greater good of the human race, just to awaken our character."

"For the sake of the human race, this man is not a demon. He just bears the bad reputation and exchanges it for a blue sky for our human race!"

"We scholars hate violence the most in our lives, but now we are no match for him! In troubled times, we should enforce the law. This is a lesson for us~"

"How could such a great man just..."

"This man's righteousness has shocked the world and will be recorded in history."

Everyone sighed, even those who couldn't stand the killing of monsters were moved by his deeds.

"If this person enjoys killing, there is no need for him to seek death. Such behavior can only show that this person is very kind!!"

The discussion was almost one-sided.

Because the sound is very loud and travels very far, it is difficult for people far away to not hear it.

In a corner of the bamboo forest, a gleam of resentment flashed across the eyes.

A figure that looked quite frustrated quickly disappeared from the distance.

When they reached an empty corner, a crazy laugh rang out, filled with hatred and inexplicable pleasure: "Chun Niuma, you have come to this day, hahaha. You died before you could avenge the humiliation you suffered. It's such a pity. You really like to meddle in other people's business. Now it's good, I don't have to do it myself and kill myself!"

"You died well, you died well. What's the point of having a glorious name for eternity? Wouldn't it be more refreshing for people like us who practice cultivation to live through eternity? Only those who survive the path of cultivation are the winners. Never mind, you are just a dead ghost and you still want to control my mood? You wishful thinking, hahahaha!"

Jun Buqiu waved his sleeves, and the gloom on his face was swept away. His back straightened a little, and he walked with a breeze.

But when he passed by a study and heard the farewell poem recited by the teacher there, his originally very beautiful mood seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze. The poem was like a needle piercing his heart. Jun Buqiu snorted coldly and turned away.

“Even death can’t bring peace!!”

Jun Buqiu is like accumulated snow. Even if the sun has burned out, the remaining light is still like a butcher knife, scraping at the heart. It even turns into a nightmare and a demon in the heart. Such Jun Buqiu is no longer suitable to be a scholar.

As you move away, the entire academy comes into view. It is actually built on many feathers. Upon closer inspection, you will find that the entire academy is actually built on a huge white stone sculpture of a phoenix. It has a graceful posture, compassionate eyes, and is tolerant of all living beings. It is pure white and flawless.

The charm of the stone sculpture is surprisingly vivid, as if it will break through the sky and fly to the horizon in the next moment.

……

In the Central Region, in an extremely secret realm, a stone door opened, revealing a thick white gas slowly floating around. These were all products of the terrifying liquefied spiritual energy within the spirit crystal.

A barefoot figure walked out, her face tired and pale.

Uncle Chen beside her handed out a fur coat to the thinly dressed woman, bringing her some warmth.

A look of pain appeared on the woman's face, and liquid spiritual power seeped into her long hair and dripped slowly.

"Saint, how is the effect this time? Do you feel better?" Uncle Chen asked nervously.

After taking two deep breaths, the woman forced a smile and nodded, "It worked. There are fewer physical conflicts. It's temporarily stable."

"That's all, that's all, at least all my work wasn't in vain!"

Uncle Chen patted his chest and looked at a piece of extremely decayed clothing in the formation in the corner with a smile. It took a lot of effort to get this piece of clothing, and the price was also very high. He didn't expect that after extracting the essence from it, it really had an unexpected effect.

Only the woman herself knew that when she absorbed that bit of power, her whole body felt like it was about to burst. If it weren't for the blessing of the special treasure, she might have exploded directly. But even so, she secluded herself in the stone chamber for nearly a hundred days before she was able to assimilate this bit of power.

“It seems that what Chun Niuma said is true. The secret of the art of Yan Dao is related to these legendary things. It is reliable this time.” The woman gathered her messy long hair, revealing a peerless face, ethereal, cold, and otherworldly, as if she was a fairy banished to the human world.

Li Yuesu, I didn't expect that after not seeing him for some time, he seemed to have changed dramatically.

But he was so excited that he didn't notice the strange look on Uncle Chen's face.

Standing up, feeling the surging power in his body, Li Yuesu showed a satisfied smile: "Yes, I can feel that my upper limit has been raised, and the life calamity of the body of the Dao seems to have been raised a lot. Now I should be able to use the peak of the Kaihua realm or even the power of the Dao realm!"

"Congratulations, Saint, you are one step closer to becoming an immortal!" Uncle Chen congratulated her and was very happy that Li Yuesu was like one of his own children.