"Out of body experience?"
Lin Yi felt light all over, and when he lowered his head, he discovered that his body was actually transparent, like his soul.
"Could it be that Saint Cannian recognized me as a time traveler and wanted to erase me?"
Buzz!
Thinking of this possibility, Lin Yi felt a chill all over his body. He raised his head and looked at the shadow of the saint in the auspicious clouds of talent. He was getting closer and closer to him.
Cool!
at this time.
The phantom of the saint suddenly raised the ruler on his right hand and drew it towards his soul.
In Lin Yi's view, it was like a mountain coming towards him to suppress him, and he couldn't breathe at all.
Ding~
The ruler hit his forehead, and Lin Yi's body stiffened. Strangely, there was no pain.
It's like a... doting little punishment from a saint to his students.
At this moment, Lin Yi felt that his soul had been cleansed and he had an indescribable sense of joy.
"go back!"
The saint Tianyin echoed in his mind, and a huge feeling of weightlessness came, and Lin Yi felt like the world was spinning.
next moment.
Lin Yi opened his eyes and found that his soul had returned to his body, and he heard the sounds of the outside world again.
"so close!"
Lin Yi took a long breath.
When he looked up again, the phantom of the saint in the sky had disappeared, and the auspicious clouds of talent had dispersed.
"The Holy Master has left, I'm fine!"
Zheng Zhiqiu's eyes lit up, and his anxious heart finally relaxed.
He Wancheng said expressionlessly: "The Holy Master is too lazy to punish you, you are hopeless..."
The Holy Master should really punish this person.
It's so insulting!
"Dean, I understand my mistake! Give me a chance to change my ways. I am willing to work hard at Junji Academy without asking for anything in return!"
Zhu Liren knelt down to admit his mistake and kept kowtowing, still trying to seize a glimmer of hope.
He Weijun was unmoved and said in a cold voice: "Just now, I asked the Holy Master to rule on this dean. Why has he changed his mind now?"
"Disciple, it's because of fear!"
"It's okay to be afraid!"
He Weijun looked at Lin Yi and said sternly: "Lin Yi, the Holy Master has determined that Zhu Liren is guilty!"
"good!"
Lin Yi nodded slightly and then walked towards Zhu Changyu first.
"The saint judged my brother guilty, not me. Do you dare to kill me?" Zhu Changyu panicked and wanted to scare Lin Yi.
He leaned on crutches and kept retreating, so scared that he broke into a cold sweat.
"Why don't you dare?"
Lin Yi's eyes narrowed, and his talent was applied to his fist. With a strong sense of power, he took off with a running start and struck Zhu Changyu in the head.
boom!
puff!
Zhu Changyu's head was knocked off his head, he somersaulted and fell to the ground. He was vomiting blood and was not far from death.
"The Holy Master said he was guilty, not just Zhu Liren..."
Lin also understood this.
He looked coldly at Zhu Changyu who was vomiting blood, collapsed from his body, and his eyes fell on Zhu Liren: "If I hadn't awakened the heart of literature, your plan might have succeeded. Unfortunately, I Still alive!"
There was no hesitation in Lin Yi's eyes.
There was too much resentment in his heart, if it hadn't been for the awakening of literary heart and the appearance of Fang Qingxue.
He had been killed by the two brothers Zhu Liren a long time ago.
Moreover.
He and the Zhu brothers were in a situation where it was either life or death, and he would not let this threat continue to exist.
"Haha~"
Zhu Liren struggled to stand up from the ground, wiped the blood from his forehead, put it in his mouth and licked it, then his face became ferocious: "I am a dog-like thing, you are the only one who still wants to kill me?"
Uh-huh!
A calligraphy scroll suddenly flew out of his sleeve, and he quickly unfolded it. The talent was poured into it, and it immediately turned into a dagger.
Zhu Liren held the talent dagger and quickly stabbed Lin Yi.
"presumptuous!"
"Damn it!"
"court death!"
When Zheng Zhiqiu, He Wancheng and He Weijun saw this scene, they were furious, their livers and gallbladders bursting, and they all rushed towards Zhu Liren.
They were stunned.
Zhu Liren actually had a calligraphy treasure hidden on his body, and now Lin Yi was afraid that he would be stabbed to death.
Lin Yiruo is dead.
That was a huge loss to Nanxiang Mansion, a loss to Dayan Wen Dao, and a major dereliction of duty on their part.
"Xiaoyi!"
Su Huaizhi was so frightened that he almost fainted. If Chen Jinbei hadn't helped him, his head would have been smashed.
puff!
puff!
Zhu Liren held the long sword made of Mo Bao and stabbed Lin Yi's abdomen fiercely, saying ferociously: "If you want me to die, don't even think about living. I'm going to stab you to death, I'm going to stab you to death!!!" "
Lin Yi was also greatly surprised, and his heart felt cold.
Didn't He Weijun seal this guy's talent?
But the strange thing is that Lin Yi didn't feel any pain, it seemed like he was being tickled. When he lowered his head and looked...he was stunned.
The long sword transformed by Zhu Liren's talent has turned back into a calligraphy scroll.
The other person was holding a piece of paper...and stabbing him repeatedly.
"..."
Lin Yi didn't know what was going on, and wondered if it was because the saint had hit him with a ruler just now.
Lin Yi stared at Zhu Liren coldly: "Have you stabbed enough?"
Zhu Liren was stunned. He lowered his head and glanced at the folded calligraphy treasure. The hairs all over his body stood up: "How could this happen? The talent of the calligraphy treasure has disappeared. It can't be a fake. It was clearly visible just now..."
He couldn't understand.
boom!
Click!
puff!
But the next moment, the furious deans of the three major academies appeared between him and Lin Yi.
"ah!"
Before Zhu Liren could react, he noticed that the scene around him flashed quickly, and his body flew backwards like an arrow from a string.
Blood surged.
All the bones in his body fell apart, and he lay limp on the ground like mud.
After Zheng Zhiqiu, He Wancheng and He Weijun shot Zhu Liren away, they immediately gathered around Lin Yi, looking worried.
Zheng Zhiqiu took out a pill from his sleeve and said anxiously: "Lin Yi, hurry up, take this blood-tonifying pill, and nothing will happen to you!"
"My blood-replenishing pill is bigger and more effective. Take this pill quickly!" He Wancheng took out a larger one and knocked the pill out of Zheng Zhiqiu's hand.
"Old guy, what do you mean?"
"What good stuff can your Pingzhou Academy come up with? Can you afford to pay for delaying Lin Yi's injury?"
"We're going to fight, right?"
"Come!"
Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight again.
"It is forbidden for scholars to kill each other here!"
He Weijun looked at the two of them expressionlessly. In an instant, their bodies were imprisoned, and they kept rolling up their sleeves and robes, and their eyes rolled.
"Lin Yi was seriously injured by Zhu Liren, and you are still arguing here. You don't know which one is more serious?"
He Weijun scolded the two of them, and then their emotions gradually calmed down, and their attention fell on Lin Yi.
"I'm fine!"
Lin Yi looked at this scene with a wry smile, and a warm current surged in his heart.
Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng were really sincere to him, of course... this was also because of their own value.
"It's not good for you to hold on!"
He Weijun took out a pill from his sleeve robe, but before he handed it over, he frowned.
There was no blood on Lin Yi's body, and he looked better than anyone else. He didn't look like he was seriously injured at all.
"His calligraphy didn't hurt you?"
He Weijun lowered his head and glanced at the calligraphy treasure at Lin Yi's feet, lowered his head to pick it up, and his expression suddenly changed: "All the talent in the calligraphy treasure has disappeared, and it has become an ordinary picture scroll..."
strangeness!
The disappearance of the talent meant that Mo Bao had exerted its effect, but Lin Yi was not injured.
unless.
The magical power of the third-grade scholar, "Export into Chapters", can make articles manifest their talents and literary skills, and turn them into articles again.
Otherwise it's hard to explain.
"Could it be..."
He Weijun's expression changed, thinking that Lin Yi might be...
