My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Outside the gate of Hongtian College.

A cultivator wearing a wide hooded black robe was stopped by the guards at the gate.

And many people around were attracted by the dress of the black-robed cultivator, and soon dozens of people gathered.

"Who are you? Why did you come to the academy?"

One of the guards held a saber in his hand, staring vigilantly at the black-robed cultivator who made his face unclear.

The dress of the black-robed cultivator was too much like a demon cultivator, and the guards had to be a little more cautious.

Although the four continents have not found any trace of the magic cultivator, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no fish that slip through the net.

The cultivator who was stopped did not reply immediately. After a moment of silence, he raised his hand and pulled off the hat on his head, exposing his face to everyone's sight.

After seeing the cultivator's face clearly, the onlookers couldn't help being taken aback.

Just because the cultivator's face seemed to have been corroded by something, the whole face was pitted, and although there was no blood, it was still terrifying to look at.

His eyes were destroyed so that only one crack remained, and his vision was very limited.

"Who are you? Why did you come to the academy?"

The original guard was also shocked, but he quickly reacted and repeated what he just said.

"Old Dao is the dean of the Alchemy Academy of Hongtian Academy."

The black-robed cultivator's voice was very hoarse as if it had been destroyed, making the listeners feel a little harsh.

"impossible!"

Before the guard could speak, the surrounding crowd denied it.

"That's right, it's absolutely impossible to be Dean Yu. I only had the honor to meet Dean Yu for half an hour. At that time, Dean Yu was fine, how could it be like you?"

"I saw it too, you definitely can't be Dean Yu."

"Hey! Someone dares to pretend to be Dean Yu in front of the gate of Hongtian College, it's really been a long time!"

"I don't think this person has lost his mind? Otherwise, how would he dare to pretend to be Dean Yu in Hong Tiancheng?"

The undisguised voices of discussion around him clearly entered the ears of the black-robed cultivator, but his already terrifying face was a little more distorted.

"Old Dao is indeed the dean of the Alchemy Academy."

Facing the obviously disbelieving gaze of the guards in front of him, the black-robed cultivator emphasized his key point. After seeing the guards in front of him still unmoved, he finally reported his name.

"The old way is Liao Zhenshan, the dean of the Alchemy Academy!"

Hearing the three words of Liao Zhenshan, both the guards and the onlookers showed obvious surprise.

No one in the whole Hongtian City knew that Liao Zhenshan, the former head of the Alchemy Academy of Hongtian Academy, turned to the dark, turned to Mo Dao, and was treated as a guest by Mo Dao.

It's just thirty years later, looking at Liao Zhenshan's appearance as a ghost or a ghost, it is obvious that he is not doing very well in the devil's way.

"Ha! It's really bad for retribution!"

"No, who the reincarnation of the heavens will forgive? No, won't the retribution come?"

"In the past, I helped the Demon Cultivation Pit to kill countless practitioners of our righteous path, but now I dare to appear, but I'm really not afraid of death!"

"Liao Zhenshan, you old thief! You slaughtered a cultivator in a city with a demon cultivator, even a baby, you are a beast!"

"Beasts! Animals!"

"Fellow Daoists, it's not a pity for this old thief to die, we want to avenge our dead comrades!"

"That's right! Kill this crazy beast!"