Lin was also speechless.
Looking back towards Li Mobai's library, he remained silent for a long time...
What a loss!
You should keep it to yourself!
This is at least the level of a national poem, right?
"However, why is there no vision of a country? For example, Cai Qi Mingguo? Is there... a way to suppress it?"
Lin Yi had many doubts in his mind.
But in any case, Li Mobai successfully entered the second level and became Dayan's new sub-sage with the help of "About to Enter the Wine" by the poet Li Bai.
He is so proud.
Lin Yi was suddenly looking forward to it. The sub-sage Li Mobai became a saint by virtue of the Zhengguo poem "About to Enter the Wine". So what kind of holy magic will he master in the future?
Drunken sword?
Or...the River Sword?
Because Lin Yi thought about it, he felt that the one that could really bring momentum was the Sword of the River.
Even the Sword of the River contains the power of potential, space and time.
kindness.
He is making irresponsible guesses!
…
Lin Yi was in a good mood, unintentionally inserting willows into the tree, and he unintentionally became Li Mobai.
He firmly believed that Li Mobai would also succeed in him.
"If you are happy in life, you must have all the fun, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon..."
Lin Yi walked on the road in the mountains, feeling indescribably carefree.
He smiled.
His eyes were firmer than ever.
He really wanted to leave many articles and poems of past saints and sages in this world.
This sense of pride cannot be erased even if he is the crown prince of this world.
This is the emotion that flows in his blood and soul.
At this moment.
Countless bachelors from Qingshan Academy rushed to the First Peak Confucius Bookstore to visit the new saint.
Only Tang Hu was trembling, looking for Lin Yi.
He and the closed disciples of the academy understood one thing. The master's enlightenment and becoming a saint were absolutely inseparable from Lin Yi.
He was in the academy, frantically looking for Lin Yi.
soon.
He saw Lin Yi on the mountain road leaving the academy.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Tang Hu did not dare to be arrogant about his talent. He caught up with Lin Yi and held the apprenticeship ceremony. His eyes were full of shame and said, "Tang Hu apologizes to His Highness the Crown Prince for the incident in the teahouse earlier."
"The student thanks His Highness the Crown Prince for helping his teacher to attain enlightenment and become a saint!"
Lin Yi looked down at Tang Hu on the steps below him and chuckled: "This is the way that Senior Li learned by himself."
"By the way, your mentor has become a saint, why don't you go and congratulate him?"
Tang Hu said with a sincere expression: "The student feels ashamed. Thinking of the past when he had a higher eye than his head and failed to leave a good impression in front of His Highness, he regrets it endlessly."
"Students are not pedantic people, but they also admire talented bachelors who are truly talented and knowledgeable."
"Please, Your Highness the Crown Prince, accept another bow from the students!"
Tang Hu knew that if he wanted to get Lin Yi's approval, he had to show enough sincerity.
He really regrets it.
Why did you have to fill the cup at the teahouse in the first place?
woman?
How can a woman be as fragrant as a prince?
The scene of Tang Hu bowing to Lin Yi on the stone steps going down the mountain stunned many academy bachelors who climbed the mountain to congratulate Li Mobai for his canonization.
Everyone was moved.
This is Li Mobai's personal disciple, the little painting sage Tang Hu!
"Get up! Go and congratulate your mentor. I still have something to do, so I'll say goodbye!"
Lin Yi patted Tang Hu on the shoulder, chuckled and walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back.
Tang Hu didn't understand what this meant.
Three taps on the shoulder?
Is this...appreciation of his behavior?
He looked back at Lin Yi who was going down the mountain. At that moment, he felt that Lin Yi was integrated with the heaven and earth.
Indescribably natural.
Many academy bachelors around him pointed at him, and he found that he seemed to be influenced by Lin Yi.
He actually didn't care at all.
"Some people, every word, every action, can influence and change others..."
Tang Hu was moved and then climbed the mountain.
And outside the library.
Many masters and bachelors gathered in the academy. They raised their heads and looked in the direction of the book pavilion.
There was a figure there that they couldn't see.
But with his eyes closed, his consciousness could clearly sense that Li Mobai, the doctor wearing a sub-sage-confucian crown on his head, was standing on the attic.
He seemed to be looking downhill.
It's like watching an old friend leave.
for a long time.
Li Mobai's figure emerged. He was still wearing plain robes and looked down at the outside of the book pavilion.
The right hand under the sleeve robe points to the sky.
The academy bachelor turned his head and looked horrified.
On the void.
The surging river seemed to be pouring from the sky, rushing down, turning into a huge river sword, majestic.
That space and time seemed to be stagnant.
"The sword of the river comes from the sky!"
Li Mobai's words echoed across the world, and everyone's hearts were trembling, knowing that the doctor's holy technique had been completed.
River Sword?
Come to heaven!
Domineering!
…
In the palace.
Lin Yunhong looked in the direction of Qingshan Academy, looking at the sword of the river formed by the general trend of the world, and couldn't express his feelings.
It’s a bit sour!
Because he is not the imperial court’s Deng Tai’a...
However, it is a great blessing for the human race to have one more sub-sage.
this moment.
Many powerful people in the capital were attracted by the vision of Qingshan Academy.
Many people in the city are talking about it.
There were even many great Confucian scholars from various parts of Huatian Mansion who had gone into seclusion to learn Taoism and came out of seclusion to witness the birth of the new saint.
They are all third-grade scholars with profound knowledge. They come from a thousand-year-old clan and have great power.
These great scholars are also trapped in the third-level realm and cannot peek into the second-level sub-sage realm.
"An old friend from the past has become a new saint. It's time for the old man to congratulate him!"
This day.
Many great scholars were reborn and went to Qingshan Academy to experience the place of enlightenment where Li Mobai was canonized.
…
Lin also left Qingshan Academy.
Follow the plan.
He should go back to the East Palace to study and practice.
But he remembered the chat with Li Mobai in the academy and talked about Zhang Jiuer.
Want to see her.
It can also be regarded as a happy new year to Mrs. Zhang.
"Go and see her!"
Not everyone in the capital knew Lin Yi. He was wearing a Confucian shirt, but not many people recognized him.
He called a carriage and went directly to Baiye Street in the West City.
Spring Festival in Beijing.
It is lively and bustling, and the streets are crowded with people. Everyone is dressed up and parades with their families.
Live a peaceful life.
Lin Yi sat on the carriage and looked at the bustling streets with heavy traffic, feeling a little emotional.
No matter in that era, the people never asked for too much. They were satisfied if they had enough to eat, no need to be bullied, and a sense of security.
Zhang family.
The carriage stopped, and after Lin Yi gave the driver some money, he got out of the car and knocked on the door of Zhang's courtyard.
But no one responded for a long time.
Lin Yi's consciousness swept away.
It was found that there was no one in the courtyard, neither Zhang Jiuer nor Mrs. Zhang was there.
"Going shopping?"
Lin Yi smiled bitterly and turned around to leave.
Then he saw Mrs. Zhang walking from a distance carrying a food box.
"Mrs. Zhang!" Lin Yi shouted with a smile.
Mrs. Zhang seemed to be absent-minded, and she came back to her senses when she heard someone calling her.
"Lin...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
Mrs. Zhang was shocked and turned pale. She quickly walked over and bowed to Lin Yi, "Why are you here? Have you eaten? The civilian woman will warm you up..."
"have eaten."
Lin Yixiao looked at Mrs. Zhang, he actually didn't eat.
But I don't feel hungry.
After all, he is also a sixth-grade Confucian scholar who has cultivated his soul. Eating is just to satisfy his taste buds and a habit accumulated over the years.
"Where is Jiu'er?" Lin Yi asked.
"She is at the county hospital..." Mrs. Zhang said.
"County hospital?"
Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat, and his hair stood on end.
If something happened to Miss Ningxiang because of her, could it be that... Zhang Jiuer was also targeted by people from the Humanity Sect?
