He doesn't want to die.

Bi Wuhe and Jin Yunmei's eyes widened.

Qiyang Sword Sect, that was the name of their former sect.

Jin Yunmei's father was the head of the sect back then.

The Qiyang Sword Sect was destroyed, and no one mentioned this name anymore.

Who is this big man in front of me?

"Fellow Taoist, are you..." Bi Wuhe jumped off his horse, raised his hands and spoke.

"My name is Lin Shen, and I am currently a lieutenant colonel in the Red Flame Army."

The big man replied in a deep voice.

Lin Shen.

Coach Lin.

Lin Shen's eyes fell on the frame at the rear of the motorcade, and met the eyes of the two boys who stuck out their heads.

"Haha, you have to practice well. When I come back from outside the world, I will pay you back what you owe me."

Lin Shen laughed, suppressed the tears that almost welled up in his eyes, turned around and left.

"Where are the people from the patrol camp?"

"I chose the Judgment Sword Sect and volunteered to be punished. Please report it to the main camp."

Lin Shen strode away quickly.

Several patrol battalion experts followed quietly.

Gongsun Zhi watched Lin Shen leave, the expression on his face changing.

Bi Wuhe and Jin Yunmei looked at each other, then turned to look at their children on the carriage.

For some reason, the two children had a hint of excitement on their faces, as if they had known this big man for many years.

The carriage and horse continued to move forward, followed by several people from the Gathering Sword Sect behind the carriage.

Now, they are members of the Qiyang Sword Sect.

Not mentioning Lin Shen's threat, the Bi family brothers were accepted as disciples by Gongsun Shu. It was the wisest choice for them to join the Sword Sect and join them.

What is the Convergence Sword Sect that is relegated to the lower city?

With the support of the Gongsun family, they can go further!

Bi Wuhe discussed with Jin Yunmei for a few words and then accepted these people.

Reviving the Qiyang Sword Sect was something they had not dared to think about before, and it was also something they pressed deep in their hearts and could not forget.

Now that my children are worshiping senior Gongsun Wudi, some things are different!

Isn’t that what happens in the spiritual world?

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Zhongcheng, Fulingli.

There is a small academy here called Shang Academy.

There are a total of five Confucian and Taoist masters in Shang Academy, as well as hundreds of students.

After all, there are too few people in the Imperial City who can enter the Imperial City Academy. Most students study in various academies.

There are so many colleges with hundreds of people in the city.

At this time, a short, fat young man wearing a brocade robe strode to the academy lobby with an invitation in his hand.

"Dean Qiu, Dean Qiu, this is a big deal!"

The young man shouted, causing the students sitting in the hall to turn around.

This young man's name is Murong Tui, and he is the legitimate son of a large merchant in Fulingli.

This guy was forced into the academy with no knowledge or skills.

Hearing Murong Tui's shouting, the old man with black beard who was sitting upright in front of him frowned, raised his hand and a flash of light fell on him.

"Murong Tui, you have come to disrupt the order of the school again!"

The old man shouted loudly, and the golden Haoran Qi turned into a chain, pressing down on Murong Tui's head.

"Dean, dean, I really have something big going on!"

Murong Tui, who was chained, raised his hand to wave the invitation in his hand.

"I have an invitation for a flower boat, specially sent to the dean!"

Flower boat invitation.

The students around him lowered their heads and smiled softly.

The old man's face turned cold and he shouted in a deep voice: "You are ignorant and incompetent. How can I, Qiu Chuqi, be like you?"

"Today I want to teach you a lesson and let you know that we in Confucianism and Taoism should practice hard and cultivate our minds."

As the old man spoke, a jade ruler flashed with light in his hand and he was about to smash it down towards Murong Tui.

Murong Tui shrank his head and shouted: "Dean, this is the invitation to the Jade Epiphyllum Cultural Society. I spent one hundred thousand spiritual stones to buy it. You don't want me to go alone!"

Jade Epiphyllum Literary Society?

Qiu Chuqi was stunned for a moment, then he flashed and landed before Murong retreated, reaching out to take the invitation in his hand.

"Is this really an invitation from the legendary Jade Epiphyllum Cultural Society?"

"It's just a replica. Can I participate in the cultural gathering?"

With a murmur in his mouth, Qiu Chuqi strode out of the school.

"I'm going to see a great Confucian and Taoist cultivator, and you can study on your own."

Self-study?

The students in the hall responded with a roar.

"Dean, please let me go..."

Murong Tui screamed miserably.

…

Gongsun Wudi was once again admitted as a disciple after hundreds of years. In less than half a day, news spread throughout the Little Ban Imperial City.

The sword cultivators in the Imperial City were all curious about what kind of talented and beautiful person could win the favor of Gongsun Wudi.

As Gongsun Shu's great sword cultivator, as long as he accepts disciples, those who are willing to become his disciples can be queued from the upper city to the outside of the imperial city.

Even many elites in the royal family tried hard to impress Gongsun Shu.

Today, news suddenly came that Gongsun Shu had accepted a disciple. Who could not be curious?

Many great sword cultivators came to inquire.

However, compared to the news about Gongsun Shu's acceptance of his disciples, what was more noisy in the imperial city at this time was the Jade Epiphyllum Cultural Reunion two days later.

Not many people in the world know about this article.

All along, those who are qualified to participate in the Literary Society are the pinnacles of Confucianism and Taoism.
Chapter completed!