At the foot of Pingzhou Academy.
In front of the monument.
The corpse of an old Taoist wearing tattered Taoist robes was carelessly discarded aside.
Two old men in black Confucian robes were lying on the monument, their hands trembling as they touched the poems on the monument.
"Okay, a good book mountain has a road and diligence as its path, and the sea of learning has no limit but hard work as a boat!"
He Wancheng's eyes were slightly red, and he brushed these small words with his fingers and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that Pingzhou Academy would have such inscribed poems. From now on, Nanxiang Prefecture has become one of the three major academies!"
At the same time, He Wancheng couldn't help but secretly thought: "The poem on the inscription is at least the poem of Guanzhou by a man of great talent. It must have been written by a great Confucian!"
The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.
No wonder Zheng Zhiqiu dared to fight with him and rob Lin Yi from him before.
It turns out that his academy already has poems inscribed on monuments.
"Today I have to find an excuse to snatch Lin Yi away. By the way... I invite this great scholar who got rid of the demon to come to our Qingping Academy to give lectures!"
"It just so happens that... there is a monster attack in Pingzhou Academy, and it is the fault of the scholars. How dare an old man like Zheng Zhiqiu refuse?"
He Wancheng already had an idea in mind.
Then he seemed to remember something, and quickly took out his paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and carefully copied it on the spot.
A look of intoxication on his face.
at the same time.
The back of the monument.
"It took me ten years to sharpen a sword, but the frost blade has never been tested. I show you today, who has any injustice?"
"Good! Well written! Well written!"
He Weijun was so excited that he could not control himself, and even trembled slightly.
This poem is very crazy.
There is a terrifying edge aura contained within it.
There is also murderous intent.
There is even an aura of giving up on others.
"This poem is at least six levels of talent. It should be...a poem about the talented Mingzhou!"
He Weijun was so excited that he took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and started copying on the spot.
His writing is full of talent.
There was a vague sense of sharpness between the lines, which made his eyes become extremely sharp.
"A monument, two poems on the monument, plus the poem written in Daxing Town that day...that's three poems that make the state famous!"
He Weijun's body trembled slightly, and at the same time he thought to himself: "Lin Yi, Lin Yi, as long as you can make the Green Wolf Pen of Pingzhou Academy recognize its owner, I am 100% sure that you will be the Yasheng entering the mortal world... This third-grade The heavenly demon is also unlucky, and if he dares to act arrogantly in front of you, he is looking for death!"
calm!
calm!
He Weijun forced himself to calm down to prevent He Wancheng from knowing about this good thing.
"We will find a reason later to recruit Lin Yi. Only by getting closer to him will we have the opportunity to go further in the future..."
He Weijun also had a small calculation in his mind.
Although he is the dean of the First Academy of Nanxiang Prefecture, he knows that in front of Lin Yi, who has become a mortal, his status is nothing!
at this time.
Zheng Zhiqiu came down from the academy.
"Dean He!"
"Dean He!"
Zheng Zhiqiu said hello from a distance.
When they saw He Wancheng and He Weijun who were copying the poems on the stele, their original guilty conscience was instantly replaced by anger, and they yelled: "What are you doing? What are you doing?"
"The poems inscribed on the monument are the treasures of our academy. As the dean of the academy, you actually did such a shameless thing!"
Zheng Zhiqiu's eyes turned red with anger, and he quickly stepped forward to stop him.
But he was so angry that he vomited out blood.
"..."
"???"
He Weijun and He Wancheng originally didn't want to pay attention to Zheng Zhiqiu. After all, there were scholars practicing Taoism in his academy.
It can be regarded as a body of guilt.
Who knew that Zheng Zhiqiu was so angry that he vomited blood, and the two of them had no choice but to stop writing.
I was afraid that Zheng Zhiqiu would be angry to death.
"snort!"
He Weijun's face turned red, and then he snorted coldly: "He is just a copy, not a rubbing! Moreover, the poems on the inscription are meant for scholars to admire, but it is you, Zheng Zhiqiu, who is guilty of negligence. There are actually scholars practicing Taoism in the academy. , almost caused a disaster!"
In front of him, Zhu Liren, the genius of his academy, stole Taoism, which made him lose face in front of Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng.
Now the disciples of Pingzhou Academy are even more outrageous. They all turned into demons in Taoism. Of course, Zheng Zhiqiu must be scolded.
He Wancheng nodded and said: "Fortunately, there are senior scholars in charge of your academy, so it didn't cause a big disaster!"
"It's true that Zheng made an oversight, but what does it have to do with Dean He copying the poem on the inscription of our academy...?"
Zheng Zhiqiu also became sarcastic, and at the same time he looked at He Wancheng and said, "And you, an old man called Snake, are you talking nonsense? The great scholar is sitting in the academy? Where is it? Can you tell me where the great scholar is?"
"You...you are disgraceful!"
He Wancheng's face turned red, he rolled up his sleeves and said angrily: "You old dog, I will fight with you!"
He Weijun was also very angry.
But seeing what Zheng Zhiqiu said to He Wancheng was truly revealing.
On the contrary, he couldn't get angry, and even thought to himself: "Let's fight. If both sides are injured, I can justifiably take Lin Yi away..."
He Wancheng's body surged with talent and he glared at Zheng Zhiqiu.
The aura of the fourth-grade gentleman realm exploded.
It instantly alarmed many masters who were setting up mourning halls in the academy.
They came down the mountain one by one.
at this time.
"Dean He? Dean He? Why are you here?"
Lin Yi came down the mountain, pretending to be curious and looking at He Wancheng and He Weijun, interrupting the confrontation between He Wancheng and Zheng Zhiqiu.
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh!
As soon as He Wancheng saw Lin Yi, he immediately calmed down his anger, put down his sleeves, and said with a smile: "It's Lin Yi, didn't I sense that there are scholars in Pingzhou Academy who have become demons, so I came here to have a look... …”
He intended to take Lin Yi away from Pingzhou Academy, and of course he had to maintain his demeanor as the dean.
"This old guy... still doesn't give up?"
He Weijun glanced at He Wancheng and cursed in his heart. At the same time, he looked at Lin Yi with a warm smile and said: "As the dean of the academy, there was a big demon in Nanxiang Mansion. I couldn't just sit idly by and ignore it, so I rushed over without stopping. Fortunately... …It didn’t cause a catastrophe!”
"The two deans are interested!"
Lin Yi cupped his hands and thanked him.
He Weijun was shocked and quickly bent down to return the gift. He felt that he couldn't bear it.
"???"
This scene fell in He Wancheng's eyes, and he was stunned for a moment.
What?
What does He Weijun mean? Why did you return the favor to Lin Yi?
Even Zheng Zhiqiu was a little confused and looked back at Lin Yi with confusion on his face.
Lin Yi then noticed a corpse not far from the monument and walked over.
The eyes of He Weijun and He Wancheng fell on Lin Yi.
"Is this the demon Qiu Yunji? Well, he really doesn't look like a good person, his face is evil!"
Lin Yi looked at Qiu Yunji's body for a moment and shook his head secretly.
The Yin Shen can indeed kill people invisible when they leave the body, but the risks they face are also great.
Because once the Yin Shen is destroyed, the physical body will no longer be able to survive.
Just like the physical body is the ship, the Yin spirit is the people on the ship.
If a person drowns, the boat will lose control and will soon be swallowed by the sea of suffering.
Obviously, the evil spirit of the demon Qiu Yunji was swallowed by Chen Haoran, and his physical body immediately died.
He Wancheng looked at Zheng Zhiqiu and asked, "This demon is Qiu Yunji, right? How could he die outside your Pingzhou Academy?"
"hehe!"
He Weijun rolled his eyes at He Wancheng and smiled secretly in his heart: "Why did he die in Pingzhou Academy? The Yin Shen must have left his body and was discovered by Lin Yi, so he was killed immediately!"
Zheng Zhiqiu's attitude improved a lot when he saw that he was talking about business, and he said: "This time the evil trouble started because of my evil disciple Chen Haoran. He practiced the evil way Qiu Yunji to bewitch, and practiced the fox summoning technique..."
"Qiu Yunji may want to borrow Chen Haoran's hand to use our Pingzhou Academy to sacrifice and help him advance to the third level Yang Shen Realm!"
"But he didn't expect that our academy already has poems on inscriptions. If he leaves his body, he will definitely be suppressed!"
"After Qiu Yunji was trapped in the monument, he probably contacted Chen Haoran using a secret method. Chen Haoran then used the article to enter the demon path, rescued Qiu Yunji's Yin God, and then forcibly swallowed Qiu Yunji's Yin God. This triggered The chaos of the third-grade heavenly demons!"
Zheng Zhiqiu is worthy of being the dean of the academy. Through the existing information and a little calculation, he found out the truth.
In fact.
People who have cultivated to the level of a fourth-grade gentleman like him also have a deep understanding of the methods of the demon path.
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle!
"Damn the demon!"
"Chen Haoran deserves death!"
He Wancheng and He Weijun gritted their teeth, with murderous intent in their eyes.
Fortunately, this time the monster trouble did not cause a catastrophe, otherwise the two of them would definitely not be able to survive!
"It turns out that that night, the fox spirit in Chen Haoran's novel came to me, obviously to devour my blood essence... and supply it to this evil spirit!"
Lin Yi also guessed something through Zheng Zhiqiu's words, and speculated in his heart: "But the evil spirit may not have expected that I have such righteousness to make his plan fail, so he felt hatred and rushed to Pingzhou Academy to prepare for a killing spree. Who knows... it just so happened that Chen Haoran couldn't stand the stimulation and entered the Tao, and he also kept a trick to prevent this evil Tao from stealing the chicken but losing the rice, but it actually helped Chen Haoran!"
"A fourth-grade Yin God and a scholar can actually create a third-grade celestial demon..."
After Lin Yi figured it out, he couldn't help but cursed secretly: "The Taoism in this world... is so damn evil!"
