Peerless Taoist

It was winter, and snow was flying everywhere.    

The entire city was covered in silver, and there was a long string of icicles hanging on the roof, giving off waves of coldness.    

There were not many people on the streets, not because of the cold weather, but because cultivators could use magical force to drive out the cold. Even if they were mortals, as long as they wore thicker clothes, they could still go out.    

The Qianlong Army had already completely surrounded Wei Yang City. The Qi Dynasty had completely lost contact with the outside world. The space in all four directions had been sealed, and even the teleportation formation had lost its function.    

The sound of soldiers' boots stepping on the ground could be heard on the street from time to time, and the sound of vigorous footsteps could be heard.    

If they went out at this time, they might be interrogated. The interrogation of the Qi Dynasty was very strict. If they were not careful, they would be treated as spies of the Rising Dragon Army and thrown into jail.    

It was said that Wei Yang's cell was already overcrowded.    

In the west side of Wei Yang City, there was an elegant and deep college. It covered a very wide area and was guarded by the Qi Army.    

This was the State Supervisor of the Qi Dynasty.    

After establishing the dynasty, Zhou Jingtang immediately established many offices. The three provinces, six departments, and the Secretary of Rites of the Cabinet were all there, and they were all a miniature version of Great Yu's Imperial Court.    

The once most famous Hengyue Academy in Wei Yang City was also changed to the State Supervisor of the Qi Dynasty.    

The disciples who cultivated here in the past were all given the status of supervisors. They had the qualifications to become officials in the Qi Dynasty. Even though some people were rather displeased with the rebellion, under the generous gifts of the Qi Dynasty, many people obediently shut their mouths.    

At this moment, the son of the Qi State was supervising the Spring Flower Garden.    

Mr. Zhang opened the door and looked at the snow in the sky. A cold breath blew on his face, making him slightly sober.    

The bamboo charcoal in the room was burning, and the warmth made him sleepy.    

There was only one student in the classroom today.    

Mr. Zhang was a bishop's history book. It was a rather boring class, and not many students would come.    

In the National Scholars, students mainly focused on the Dao Canon and magic. In this world, strength was the most important. Many people came here only to increase their own strength.    

As for the Shi Shu and other miscellaneous classes, they were just to increase their knowledge, so very few people were willing to come.    

"Wen Liang, your studies are over. You can go back." Mr. Zhang said.    

He recognized the young man in front of him, he would come here almost every time.    

Wen Liang stood up. His figure seemed rather thin and small, and the wide Imperial Inspection robe he wore seemed extremely uncoordinated.    

"Sir, I'll take my leave." Wen Liang bowed to Mister Zhang, turned around, and prepared to leave.    

"Wait." Mr. Zhang suddenly remembered something. He took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and gave it to Wen Liang. "This is the Bone Ablutionary Dan Bead from the yard. It is not very useful to me. I will give it to you first."    

Wen Liang quickly waved his hand. "Mister, this is too expensive."    

"You are also my disciple. In the history of this heaven realm, you are the only one who does not lack homework. This is what you deserve." Mr. Zhang said softly.    

Wen Liang held the medicine and bowed to Mr. Zhang again and again before leaving happily.    

After Wen Liang left, the classroom returned to silence.    

However, behind Mr. Zhang, a black shadow floated over and slowly walked over. There was no sound of footsteps at all.    

"The Lord gave you five days. If you can't make Qi Jun surrender, the Lord will personally attack the city." The black figure said in a gloomy voice.    

"Five days... That's too much. Lord Lu, please report to me. I'll open the gate of Wei Yang City and welcome the Rising Dragon Army into the city within three days. "    

Mr. Zhang stretched out his hand, and a snowflake landed on his palm.    

"The Hidden Dragon Army is in the abyss, waiting for an opportunity to make a move. This is my battlefield."