Peerless Taoist

0Xuan Zhou Academy was located south of the Middle Land, adjacent to the Southern Wasteland.    

    

As one of the top powers in the entire Middle Land, the Profound Zhou Academy had always been a place that all Confucians yearned for.    

    

According to rumors, the entire Profound Zhou Academy was rich in books, and there were all sorts of astronomy and geography.    

    

Meng Xuanzhou, who founded the Profound Zhou Academy, had an unfathomable cultivation level, and he was one of the top experts in the Middle Land.    

    

More importantly, the Profound Zhou Academy also occupied the place where Saint Yi Han had ascended, and it possessed a large amount of Saint Ancient Artifacts, causing even more people to squeeze their heads out and want to join it.    

    

Today, a few figures stepped on flying swords and landed in front of the gate of the Xuzhou Academy.    

    

"Miss, you're back!" The disciples guarding the gate didn't dare to delay and hurriedly opened the academy's great protective formation.    

    

Meng Zhuyun had a lot on her mind along the way and casually waved her hand and asked, "Where is my father?"    

    

"The Chong Sheng Hall is worshipping the Saint. The Principal and the elders are all there." The disciple quickly replied.    

    

Meng Zhuyun immediately understood that today was the ceremony for the third generation disciples of the College to pay respects to the Saint.    

    

Everyone would pay their respects in front of the Saint. If one was talented, he would be recognized by the Saint and become the focus of the Mystic Zhou Academy's nurturing.    

    

In terms of seniority, Meng Zhuyun was actually a third generation disciple.    

    

However, she was the daughter of Principal Meng Xuanzhou and was doted on. Naturally, she would not suffer like ordinary disciples.    

    

Meng Zhuyun had just arrived at Chong Sheng Hall when she saw that the entire ceremony was nearing its end.    

    

A few disciples seemed to have gained the recognition of the saints. Their bodies emitted a noble aura while others stole envious gazes.    

    

Seeing Meng Zhuyun come, a group of disciples immediately went forward to greet her.    

    

"Miss, you are back."    

    

"Eldest Miss, I heard that you went to kill that cardioverter and chased him all the way until you reached the Southern Wasteland. Could it be that cardioverter has already given you the head?"    

    

"What are you talking about? When Eldest Miss attacks, that bullshit cardioverter is naturally no match for her!"    

    

A group of people welcomed her with smiles on their faces. Meng Zhuyun's expression could not help but become arrogant.    

    

She was the proud daughter of heaven, destined to be respected by the world.    

    

"Yun-er, since you have returned, then go and pay your respects to the Sage too!" Suddenly, a calm voice sounded from the side.    

    

All the disciples stopped talking, and the middle-aged man that walked out was shockingly Meng Xuanzhou!    

    

"Father!" Meng Zhuyun reproached, "I just came back!"    

    

Meng Xuanzhou's expression was old-fashioned as he said in a deep voice, "I haven't taught you a lesson yet. Girl, you went to kill that cardioverter in a rush, causing the entire Middle Land to be in an uproar!"    

    

"Enough, dad, daughter knows her mistake!"    

    

Meng Zhuyun revealed a touch of embarrassment and anger. After all, she was not willing to be reprimanded by her father in front of the public.    

    

"I will talk to you when we go back. Hurry up and pay respects to the Saint. Your uncles and I can also take a look at your aptitude!" Meng Xuanzhou placed his hands behind his back.    

    

Meng Zhuyun nodded obediently and said softly to the elders standing beside the Saint statue, "Hello, uncle."    

    

Those elders stroked their beards and laughed, "Haha, Yun-er, we were just discussing with your father whether you can come back in time. Looks like that whatever cardioverter, he is not a match for Yun-er."    

    

Meng Zhuyun greeted with a smile on her face, but a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes, but it also disappeared in a flash.    

    

She understood the steps of worshipping, but Meng Zhuyun did not pay too much attention to it.    

    

Regardless of whether or not she could obtain the recognition of the Saint, she, the daughter of Principal Meng Xuanzhou, could obtain resources that far exceeded ordinary people's cultivation resources.    

    

Holding the candle in her hand and lighting it, Meng Zhuyun bowed towards the Saint from afar.    

    

At this moment, Meng Zhuyun suddenly felt a heat on her back.    

    

It was as if there was some kind of power that suddenly filled her meridians and was about to burst out.