"???"
"???"
Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai trembled and looked at Lin Yi blankly: "What do you mean?"
They all stuttered a bit when they spoke.
Saint... saint?
What if he was a saint?
Lin Yi had a hint of bitterness on his face. In fact, he was just making a guess.
Because when he recalled the series of things that had happened since time travel, it all seemed to tell him... that he might have a different meaning to this world.
It's just that he refused to admit it before.
I don’t want to admit it either.
He hoped that everything would be achieved through his own wisdom and hard work, rather than some kind of damn fate.
From the moment he condensed his soul and found out that he was the same as the Holy Inquisitor, he had an idea in his heart.
I finally figured out why the Holy Inquisitor chose to protect him.
Maybe... that's the past life of this body.
Maybe.
Coming to this world and inheriting the holy knowledge may just be the handiwork of a certain saint.
He will be without him.
Just a wedding dress.
"If everything is chess, I... it's not time for you to give up chess yet, so... you will definitely come!"
Lin Yi looked back at Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai, and said calmly: "Senior, if I can't go back, Taishan Academy will trouble you!"
"Little friend Lin Yi!"
"Don't do anything stupid..."
Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai vaguely felt that something was wrong, no matter how they looked at it, they felt that Lin Yi wanted to say goodbye to them.
"Will not!"
Lin Yi walked towards King Zhenbei and Princess Changping at the center of the battle.
Dean Qingshan's expression darkened, he looked at Li Mobai and said: "No matter what, we break the formation first. Only by breaking the formation can we have a chance of survival!"
"good!"
Li Mobai nodded heavily.
In this formation, his and the dean's strength were greatly suppressed.
…
And at this time.
Lin Yicai established contact with the demon god Yuanshen in the sea of consciousness, and the demon god said urgently: "Don't go there, even if you have my help now, you are no match for the two of them together!"
"If it were before... you can do whatever you want!"
"Now I can only deal with one person at a time..."
After all, the demon god had only his soul left for a long time, and he took the initiative to form a contract with Lin Yi, which made her suffer great oppression.
The only way now is... to run first.
Then defeat them one by one.
"You are a demon god, why can't you do anything? Now I need you, but you can't deal with me even if you ask me?"
Lin Yi said to the demon god in his heart.
"..."
The demon god showed a bit of a little woman's shy tone and said angrily: "Master, when I made the contract with you, I paid a heavy price...and now my whole body is still soft."
"It seems I still have to rely on myself!"
Lin Yi knew that the demon god was unreliable, so he turned around and found a way to refine her.
Because I really don’t know what the use of this demon god is.
Keeping it is still a hidden danger.
"host……"
The demon god also wanted to show off to Feng Cao, so Lin Yi immediately cut off contact with her.
He approached the battle circle between Princess Changping and King Zhenbei, and used the method of death to test his suspicions.
If his arrival is a chess move, then the chess player will definitely not sit back and watch as he becomes a dead move here.
Lin also closed his eyes.
However, Yuanshen opened his eyes in the sea of consciousness, wearing a Confucian robe, holding a saint's book in his left hand and a saint's ruler in his right hand, with wisps of faint golden halo surging around his body.
"Holy Judge!"
Lin Yiyuan Shen directly triggered the laws of heaven and earth and called for the sage.
boom!
The Holy Inquisition summoned by the Yuan Shen directly caused a nine-color light beam to drop from the nine heavens, penetrate the palace formation, and directly cover Lin Yi in the formation.
call out!
Princess Changping and King Zhenbei fought hard, and the palace was almost razed to the ground. However, the beam of light falling from the sky made the two of them stop fighting in tacit understanding.
Princess Changping was also a little surprised. She frowned slightly and looked at the beam of light that enveloped Lin Yi.
King Zhenbei also glanced at the light beam hanging down from the sky and frowned slightly.
far away.
Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai were attracted by this scene and were stunned.
Li Mobai wondered: "Dean, what is this?"
Dean Qingshan said: "Holy Judge...but it seems a little different."
…
at the same time.
Lin Yi, who was in the beam of light, felt warm all over his body, as if he was bathing in a hot spring.
At this moment, Lin Yi felt light all over. When he lowered his head and looked... then he realized that his soul had left his body.
It is floating towards the sky above the nine-color light pillar.
There was a ball of golden light there, and Yuanshen plunged into it...
Suddenly.
The nine-colored light beam dispersed, and above a golden auspicious cloud, a phantom figure of a saint stood wearing a holy crown. There were saint books and saint rulers floating on his left and right sides, floating in the void...
The saint's appearance could not be clearly seen, but Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai felt inexplicably familiar.
King Zhenbei and Princess Changping were moved, and now they kept to themselves.
Even if you are a sub-sage, when facing the real saints and sages, you will feel suppressed by the Confucian spirit.
at the same time.
The soldiers and guests who evacuated from the palace, including the citizens of the northern royal city, all saw the figure of the saint appearing in the sky above the palace, shrouded in golden light.
Someone crawled down.
"The sage who was invited from the beginning is indeed myself..."
Lin Yiyuan Shen stood on top of the golden auspicious clouds, and his mind was almost blank.
Before, the saint who was exactly the same as his soul gave him the power of Holy Judgment.
Now he just wants to try to have his soul leave the body, and directly communicate with the rules of culture and execute the holy judgment in this desperate situation.
Unexpectedly... his soul directly transformed into that saint in the nine-colored light pillar manifested by the rules of literature and art.
It really seemed like he was himself.
Li Mobai asked in a daze at this time: "Dean, just now little friend Lin Yi said... if he is a saint... do you think the silhouette of this saint looks like little friend Lin Yi?"
Dean Qingshan's heart was filled with turmoil. Li Mobai didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, his mood collapsed: "Like..."
Li Mobai said: "Dean, looking back now, do you think that the saint statue in the forbidden area at the back of our academy... is similar to little friend Lin Yi?"
Dean Qingshan's mouth was dry and he nodded: "Like!"
Li Mobai's eyes glowed, and he continued: "So... should those Mingfu and Zhenguo poems and articles be appropriate?"
"Should..." Dean Qingshan's scalp was already numb.
Li Mobai said excitedly: "So in this era of world collapse, there will always be a saint coming to the world to end everything. This person is Xiaoyou Lin Yi, the Crown Prince of Dayan!"
Dean Qingshan didn't speak, and all his attention fell on the saint's shadow on the auspicious cloud.
"Do you two know your guilt?"
Lin Yi transformed into the shadow of a saint and started with a familiar opening line...
King Zhenbei and Princess Changping were stunned for a moment and looked at each other. How could this saint's lingering shadow... come to look like a human being?
Li Mobai said sternly: "It's certain, little friend Lin Yi is the reincarnation of the saint. Dean, did I make the right decision when I told you to take your side before?"
Dean Qingshan was silent for a while before he nodded: "Yes!"
