Chapter 735

While walking slowly toward the Spirit City, they chatted casually.

"Eldest Senior Brother and his wife have started again."

"After all, they haven't taken action for several days."

Judging from the aura of the battle aftermath, Li Dazui and the others knew at the first moment that it was Zhao Zhengping and Zhao Rou fighting again.

To this, they had long been accustomed to it and were not surprised at all.

In fact, it was the same. At this time, above the kitchen courtyard, Zhao Zhengping and Zhao Rou were fighting fiercely.

Or rather, Zhao Rou had an angry face, while Zhao Zhengping was confused.

"Are you crazy?"

Blocking Zhao Rou's sword, Zhao Zhengping said irritably. To this, Zhao Rou glared at him.

"Zhao Zhengping, today is the day you and I die together."

"What the hell did I do?"

Zhao Zhengping was truly full of confusion. He hadn't done anything; he woke up from sleep, only said one sentence, and this woman suddenly rushed up like a madman.

The matter had to go back half an hour ago. Zhao Zhengping, who had been working hard with Zhao Rou all night, had no energy to cultivate and fell into a deep sleep.

However, while sleeping, he had a dream, and he talked in his sleep, which happened to be heard by Zhao Rou.

"Rou-mei, hahaha..."

"Haha, Rou-mei..."

Watching Zhao Zhengping talking in his sleep, Zhao Rou was initially full of joy, only feeling that Ping-ge had her in his heart, even dreaming of her.

Gently stroking Zhao Zhengping's cheek, suddenly, not knowing what he dreamed of, Zhao Zhengping woke up with a start, shouting in his mouth.

"Evil obstacle..."

Seeing this, Zhao Rou comforted him, and Zhao Zhengping hugged Zhao Rou and said.

"Rou-mei, you scared me to death. I dreamed that you died and turned into a fierce ghost..."

Hm???

Zhao Rou, who was originally full of joy, heard this and was instantly stunned, looking at Zhao Zhengping blankly and saying.

"So you just dreamed that I died?"

"Yes, I was so sad."

*Sad? * She gritted her teeth secretly. *Damn, you were laughing so happily just now. *

The joy in her heart instantly turned into anger. Without hesitation, with Zhao Rou's temper, she naturally drew her sword and slashed.

And Zhao Zhengping, seeing this, also hurriedly dodged, and then the two fought together.

Inside the kitchen below, Xu Jie and the others looked at Zhao Zhengping and his wife fighting fiercely, chatting casually.

"What is it for this time?"

"I don't know, they just started fighting suddenly."

"Let them be."

Before, they would pull them apart, but now, Xu Jie and the others said they were already used to it.

Just then, Li Dazui brought the Wenxue Academy disciple in.

"Senior Brother."

"What's wrong?"

"This Wenxue Academy Junior Brother encountered a demonic cultivator and was slightly injured, so he needs to recuperate for a few days."

"You just arrange a room for him."

These were all small matters. Seeing this, the Wenxue Academy disciple also hurriedly bowed and saluted, respectfully calling out to Xu Jie and the other direct disciples.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

And Ye Changqing on the side, looking at this Wenxue Academy disciple, had a somewhat strange expression.

*Damn, you say this is a Wenxue Academy disciple? Isn't the Wenxue Academy for Confucian cultivators? *

*This figure is too strong, he's over two meters tall, right? And that arm is as thick as my thigh? *

*Are you sure this isn't a Dragon-Elephant Peak disciple, but a Wenxue Academy disciple? *

*That's not right. Speaking of Dragon-Elephant Peak, when they don't activate the Nine Hidden Secret Arts, they look more like Confucian cultivators, right? *

*Full of muscles, wearing a beast-skin vest, with a rough face; you say such a person is a Wenxue Academy disciple? *

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until the disciple left that Ye Changqing asked Xu Jie.

"Are all Wenxue Academy disciples like this?"

"Hmm?"

At first, he didn't react, but soon Xu Jie understood Ye Changqing's meaning and smiled.

"Don't look at how these Wenxue Academy disciples look, they are all genuine Confucian cultivators, reading the Analects and the Spring and Autumn Annals. What they are best at is literary battles; each one of them has a sharp tongue, which is the best in the Eastern Continent. Every time, they make the other party speechless."

Hm???

Listening to Xu Jie's introduction, Ye Changqing suddenly thought of an ancestor from his previous life, Confucius.

As the ancestor of scholars, Confucius seemed to be the same, traveling around the countries and educating the world.

It is rumored that he had 3,000 little brothers... no, disciples, they were disciples.

He himself was also physically strong and could lift the gate of the country.

Was this Wenxue Academy somewhat similar?

Because scholars like literary battles, they must make the other party calm down and listen to you, so...

Looking at Xu Jie strangely, Ye Changqing curled his lips and said.

"Third Senior Brother thinks this is a sharp tongue?"

"Otherwise? Our Wenxue Academy has never lost in literary battles in the major academies of the Eastern Continent. The sharpness of our tongues can be called the best in the Eastern Continent, and every time we make the other party speechless."

"Are you sure it's speechless or dare not speak?"

For a moment, he still couldn't understand the meaning of Ye Changqing's words.

The Sword Peak was still lively, and near Ape Mountain, Master Juexin and the others also arrived one step ahead with a group of Putuo Temple disciples.

Regarding coming to Ape Mountain to station, the Putuo Temple disciples not only had no resistance but also signed up enthusiastically, each one of them was extremely excited.

Even fighting for a spot was not strange at all.

You must know that this was to guard for the Dao-One Sect. According to common sense, the disciples should be very resistant.

But who could have thought that these disciples would take the initiative to ask to come.

Even after being rejected by Master Juexin and the others, they were still depressed.

In the end, the selected disciples were as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Just after arriving at Ape Mountain, these disciples said excitedly.

"Speaking of which, when will the Dao-One Sect people come?"

"The Abbot said soon, in these few days."

"Haha, good, this time I must eat a mouthful of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. My Golden Bell Cover has already reached Great Completion."

"Great Completion, you're talking nonsense. My Dragon-Capturing Hand has already reached the Transformation Realm. This time, there must be a mouthful for me."