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A wisp of khaki-yellow flame popped out between Huo Qiu's fingers, flying towards the dark sky.

A large red talisman covering the entire Spring Breeze Pavilion and Lane 47 finally came into view.

Chapter 15

"Cough cough."

Wang Jinglue's carriage slowly drove towards Chunfeng Pavilion, and stopped ten feet away from Huo Qiu and the others.

The looming talisman in the sky put heavy pressure on Wang Jinglue.

It was as if a huge mountain was pressing on top of his head, making him breathless.

Wang Jinglue is a young genius in the Tang Kingdom, he has no family and no sect, he is considered a wild man.

That's why the military department focuses on training, not to mention that Master Huang Yang and the national teacher said that Wang Jinglue may reach above the five realms.

Wang Jinglue first met at the age of four, could perceive it at the age of six, was not confused at the age of 11, and entered Dongxuan at the age of 16.

It took another ten years to climb to the top grade of Dongxuan, and established the title with victory:

"Wang Jinglue is invincible below his fate."

No matter how you look at it, this guy is also a genius, and of course he can't compare with the people from the back hill of the academy.

Huo Qiu knew his fate at the age of 14, and he knew his fate at the age of 19, which is not considered a fighting spirit cultivation level.

Mr. Da was even more powerful, rushing directly from the cave to the five realms within a few days.

Chen Pipi was born at the age of 11, and if he took out any one, he was slightly stronger than Wang Jing.

This is the difference between the secular and the unknowable, and the genius of the secular is the same in the unknowable.

Wang Jinglue is very aware of this.

As long as he doesn't face off against young men and women from unknown lands, the title of being invincible under knowledge of fate is just a false name, and the title of cultivating genius is not solid.

Therefore, Wang Jinglue likes to pretend to be calm and doesn't want others to praise him as a young genius.

He wanted the bearing of a great practitioner, and often pretended to be old-fashioned, coughing twice when he had nothing to do.

But at this moment in the carriage, Wang Jinglue's cough was bright red, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Cough cough."

Wang Jinglue raised the curtain and got out of the carriage. The torrential night rain only fell outside the big talisman.

This young genius of the Tang Dynasty is now aggrieved like a child.

"May I ask which rune master you are?"

Wang Jinglue knew that he was not an opponent, and that the magic talisman master was already in the realm of knowing his fate. No matter how talented he was, he could not leapfrog the battle.

Wang Jinglue basically knew all the ten or so talisman masters at the south gate of Haotian Road, and none of them were so young.

He, Wang Jinglue, was hailed as a genius. The other party was obviously younger than him, but he was already a talisman master.

In fact, Wang Jinglue had already guessed something, Huo Qiu was very likely to come from an unknown place.

"Second floor, ranked twelve."

Huo Qiu found that old man Yan Se was already standing not far away, as if he was afraid that Huo Qiu would kill Wang Jinglue.

"It turned out to be Mr. Twelve, no wonder."

Wang Jinglue's eyes were a bit gloomy, he was just a joke in the eyes of these unknowable cultivation geniuses.

It is said that Mr. Thirteen of the academy is the youngest practitioner who knows his destiny in the world.

Now that I meet Mr. Twelve, I'm afraid he is not a newcomer to Zhiming, and he is not that strong.

The fire characters hanging in the sky made Wang Jinglue feel that his internal organs were burning, but it didn't really hurt him.

With such a subtle control, this Mr. Twelve will definitely be among the best among the talisman masters.

"Mr. Twelve, I am here to kill Chao Xiaoshu under the order of the military department."

"Mr. Twelve, please don't embarrass the villain."

In front of Huo Qiu, Wang Jinglue didn't have the slightest pride of a great practitioner, so he could only follow the orders of the military department.

The academy's non-interference in politics is the only criterion for Wang Jinglue to check and balance Huo Qiu.

Wang Jinglue, who is so proud, can only act with his tail between his legs in front of the second floor of the academy.

"Don't put a high hat on me."

"If it weren't for Master Yan Se's face, you would already be a corpse."

"The academy does not interfere in politics, but no matter who touches my brother, there is only one dead end."

Huo Qiu sneered, let alone a mere Wang Jinglue, he would dare to kill even a prince.

Huo Qiu is a time traveler, so he doesn't have so many taboos, let alone a mere secular prince.

"how is this possible?"

"How can he, Xiaoshu, be able to become Mr. Twelve's brother?"