Chapter 14 Who is it? How dare you break into the holy land of my academy!

Author: Time Never Defeats Baboon

Chapter 14 Who is it? How dare you break into the holy land of my academy!

Whoosh——

After saying that, Chen Mu instantly picked up the broom...

"Well?"

"Brother, are you trying to..."

The Master's proposal was really good, but as soon as Chen Mu agreed, he was sweeping the floor again... Are you trying to let him go?

When Chen Mu's masterpiece was written, Master still wanted to be the first reader.

"Work."

"Don't I want to finish sweeping the floor quickly so I can start writing a book?"

"That's it." The master breathed a sigh of relief, and then happily helped: "Brother, hurry up and scan, and I will help you sort out those books."

The master began to take action on the books that had been knocked over by Nangong Pushe, and they were neatly arranged in the blink of an eye.

After that, his figure turned into a stream of light, flew out of the library, and soon came back with a broom...

"Hey, junior brother, as a master, you came to the library to sweep the floor. What would you say if the academy disciples saw this?"

"It's okay, senior brother. I haven't helped you sweep the floor for many years. Let me stretch my muscles."

"Fine."

The master insisted on sweeping away, but Chen Mu had no choice.

So, the two people, who together were over 250 years old, started practicing "broomstick skills" in the library...

forecourt.

In a quiet room.

Nangong Pushe's figure shot out with electricity. After reaching an open space, she pulled out her two swords and tried her sword skills on a huge boulder in the distance.

brush--

The sword energy is as good as practice, and lightning strikes out.

The boulder was split in half like tofu.

The incisions are neat and tidy.

The male disciples in the academy who had evil intentions towards Nangong Beauty couldn't help but be horrified when they saw this scene.

The female disciples showed admiration in their eyes.

Everyone secretly praised how handsome he is...

I really want to marry her.

This type of female disciples are somewhat similar to Xuanyuan Qingfeng's mother, Chi Lianxia.

Chi Lianxia also met Wu Su and lost her life. Even later, she knew clearly that Wu Su was a girl when she became the Princess of Beiliang, but she was still obsessed with Wu Su when she disguised herself as a man.

Nangong Pushe, who is now disguised as a man, has a male-female appearance and temperament that is even worse than that of Wu Su back then.

"Zhixuan entered the celestial phenomena..."

The reactions of the people around him did not affect Nangong Pushe in the slightest.

With a look of joy on her face, she slowly put away her swords in front of the boulder, then looked in the direction of the library, and then actually bowed respectfully:

“Sure enough, it’s true that nothing can be broken and cannot be established!”

"Thank you, old gentleman, for your advice."

Naturally, others don't know that at this moment, Nangong Pushe has completely changed, and has stepped into the celestial realm from the Zhixuan realm, which he had been stuck in for several years.

If you go one step further, it will be a land of fairyland!

Nangong Pushe felt that although she had not seen the Confucian and Taoist saints in the academy now, what she had gained at the moment could be said to be a worthwhile trip.

Otherwise, even if you go to Beiliang and enter the Tide Watching Pavilion, you may not be able to achieve a breakthrough by reading all the martial arts books there.

And the master who brought her all this is just a sweeper in the academy!

"Old sir, who are you?"

"You are not a saint, but you dare to criticize a saint."

"The Academy is indeed a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. Even an old man who sweeps the pavilion is so unfathomable. No wonder it can stand for thousands of years without falling."

At this moment, Nangong Puying couldn't help but compare Chen Mu, the great sweeper of the pavilion, with the Confucian and Taoist saint in the academy who made visions come down from heaven and earth in his mind.

Could it be that the old gentleman is the Confucian and Taoist saint hiding in the academy?

However, after careful consideration, Nangong Pushe rejected this conjecture in his heart.

The reason is that with such a noble status as a Confucian and Taoist saint, it is impossible for him to devote himself to the library as a lowly sweeper.

Even if the saint doesn't care, the master of the academy will not agree.

What's more, the Master himself said that the Confucian and Taoist saint who emerged in the academy was his senior brother.

How could Master's senior brother be a pavilion sweeper?

They are the most humble group of people in the academy.

"It's true, Master. With the old gentleman's knowledge and cultivation, he is more than enough to teach the inner disciples in the backyard, let alone the ordinary disciples in the front courtyard."

"Why can't we make an exception and promote him?"

"Well……"

After a moment, she thought again:

"Could it be that the old gentleman is too upright and has offended the Master with his words, so the Master asked him to wear small shoes?"

"After all, the old gentleman is a cruel person who even a saint dares to scold."

The more I thought about it, the more I realized it was a possibility.

As a result, Nangong Pushe had to feel unworthy for Chen Mu.

In the end, I came to the conclusion that the old gentleman’s character directly determines his fate.

However, Chen Mu also said to her:

He does not want to be a divine turtle that is worshiped by others and has a noble status but has no soul. Instead, he prefers to be a wild turtle that lives in the mud but has a free spirit and a free and easy life.

Nangong Pushe, who had received the advice, wanted to go to his master and put in a good word for Chen Mu.

But since this was the old man's choice, she didn't want to get too involved.

However, how could the Nangong beauty, who was cold on the outside but hot on the inside, know at this moment that she was actually putting small shoes on Chen Mu's eyes, and was deliberately making things difficult for Chen Mu, the old man's wife, who was helping his senior brother Chen Mu sweep the floor.

The two brothers were very fast and quickly organized the huge Sutra Pavilion into a brand new one.

Then, the wife, who had a high status in front of the world and was even comparable to the emperors of Liyang, Tang, Ming and other great countries, quickly found the four treasures of the study and sent them to Chen Mu.

"Senior brother, the Four Treasures of the Study are here. Let me grind ink for you today."

"Haha, junior brother, there's no need for that."

"Hey, senior brother, why are you being polite to me? I have people guarding me outside. No disciples will come to disturb me. Senior brother, you can rest assured here!"

After the Master said this, he did not give Chen Mu a chance to refuse.

He raised his hand to summon a long table, then put a roll of good rice paper on the table and spread it out...

However, at this time, Chen Mu held down the roll of rice paper: "No need, because I have better ones here."

"Better?" In fact, what the master prepared for Chen Mu is already the best paper in the world. How can there be anything better?

When the Master was confused, a golden light suddenly flashed in the corner of the library...

A simple gold pen and a strange ancient book suddenly appeared in front of me!

On the holder of the gold pen, five ancient characters are shining: One stroke can break mountains and rivers!

And on that strange ancient book, there are also five simple golden characters, which are: One piece of paper covers the world!

Each stroke of the book exuded a sacred aura, and the master couldn't help but be shocked: "One stroke can break the mountains and rivers, and one piece of paper can destroy the world?"

"Brother, this, this is..."

"These are the sacred objects of our Confucian sect, Ma Liang's magic pen and Hetu Luoshu."

"Ah? This is..."

"I have paper and paper here, and I don't need to grind ink anymore." Chen Mu smiled casually, "So I told you not to prepare it. This magic pen and holy book have recognized me as their master and can be used at any time."

"Ah, I didn't expect that senior brother would actually be recognized as a sacred object by the Confucian sect!"

Ma Liang's magic pen and Hetu Luoshu are two legendary sacred objects that even a well-informed person like Master has never seen.
To be continued...