Yan Shuangwu took Lin Yi away from the northern royal city, but the people and soldiers refused to leave for a long time.
now.
Someone shouted towards the sky: "God, please open your eyes. You are missing something around you. You can take me away and return His Royal Highness to the world and Dayan!"
"Please!"
Thump!
The man fell to his knees.
"Return His Royal Highness to the human world, to Dayan!"
"Please!"
Voices sounded one after another, and people called to the sky, hoping that God would return Lin Yi to the world.
The candle has turned to ashes.
The fire went out.
The royal city gradually darkened, as if being invaded by darkness.
However, the scholars and the northern soldiers used their talents to hold up a weak light and shine in the dark night.
In the restaurant.
Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai looked at this scene blankly, their eyes twinkling.
"Little friend Lin Yi, I'm still waiting for you!"
"The North is waiting for you, and the citizens and soldiers of the North are also waiting for your return!"
Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai didn't speak. They looked up at the waning moon in the sky with infinite hope in their hearts.
…
And at this moment.
Beyond the clouds of Shengwen Continent, in the Imperial Palace of the Confucian Temple that no one can touch.
The Human Emperor looked at the huge round mirror in front of him and couldn't help but look moved at this moment. He murmured in a low voice: "Lin Yi, you are the best child of my Lin family!"
"Not only Dayan needs you to protect it, but the entire Shengwen Continent also needs you to protect it..."
"There are so many people who care about you in the world. Break through the third level as soon as possible and go to the world to integrate your strength and resources!"
"To overcome this calamity, we can only gather the power of all living beings on the continent..."
The Human Emperor waved his sleeves and the round mirror in front of him disappeared, with a smile on his face: "We should let this child take a look. This should help him enter the third level earlier, right?"
…
A derivative of the Confucian Temple.
Lin Yi looked at the rows of bookshelves around him, and they were all huge.
"My ancestors are killing me. I have to read so many books, and my hair will probably turn gray..."
Lin Yi was holding a volume of ancient books in his hand, and he looked a little big-headed.
The books on these bookshelves are relatively obscure and have no annotations, which is still a bit difficult for him.
However, he is now in the realm of a fourth-grade gentleman and has almost a photographic memory. He can still easily understand the full text by understanding it with his heart.
And use this to understand a meaning to be expressed.
But... there are too many books, and Lin Yi doesn't know when he will be able to read them all.
Moreover, his soul is now out of body. Dean Qingshan and Master Li know nothing about it, and they may think that he has completely lost his temper.
Sudden.
The void in front of him fluctuated, and then a huge eye appeared out of thin air and opened suddenly.
"Yunjing?"
Lin Yi recognized what it was at a glance, it was Yun Jing.
When the image of the Northern King's City appeared in the cloud mirror, Lin Yi, who was originally a little depressed, was shocked.
The picture in the cloud mirror recorded what happened after his soul left the northern territory, flashing like a slide.
At the same time, the most important scene was presented to Lin Yi in a close-up manner.
"Liu Shouren, Wu Renteng..."
"Dean Qingshan, Master Li..."
"The soldiers and citizens of the Northern Royal City... Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai are also here?"
Lin Yi's eyes flickered. He saw many familiar faces in the cloud mirror, with a faint smile on his face. "Fortunately, you are all here... The northern border is stable, so I feel relieved!"
Lin Yi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
I was originally worried about the problems in the northern border after the death of King Zhenbei, but now it seems that Dayan Weekly and these northern soldiers, including the crimes decided by the final Holy Judgment, still have a good effect.
This is not a simple one plus one, but a fission.
"God, please open your eyes..."
"Return His Royal Highness to the human world, to Dayan!"
"Please!"
At this moment, Lin Yi heard many noisy sounds in his ears. He looked at Yun Jing, and his mind suddenly changed.
He saw the citizens holding candles in their hands and praying for him.
I also saw the people in the city whose candles had turned to ashes and whose tears had dried up.
He even heard their calls to him...
Lin Yi's eyes turned slightly red and he said: "This is the meaning of studying and practicing, to make the world a better place..."
Lin Yi suddenly felt that everything was worth it.
Even if I can't go back to the human world, it's quite good to be in this Confucian Temple, guarding those scholars who are shining brightly.
But the great ambition he had set has not yet been realized. The Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom and the Humanity Sect are still there, and hundreds of schools of thought are also sitting in their respective positions...
Eternal peace has not yet been achieved.
Lin Yi looked at the actions of the people in the Northern King's City, and then heard their calls to him and their expectation for his return. Thinking of the great ambitions he had set, a fire seemed to be burning in his chest.
"Isn't it just studying? I, Lin Yi, can endure loneliness. Wait for me...wait for me to break through the third level and return to the world!"
Lin Yi no longer paid attention to Yun Jing, and focused all his attention on reading and comprehending.
He didn't want the people and soldiers of Dayan to wait too long.
He wants to return to the human world.
To realize the ambitions you have set.
No matter how many disasters and crises there are in the future, he will deal with them without hesitation.
…
Dayan Capital.
Three or four days have passed since Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai left the capital for the north. Lin Yunhong in the imperial study has been unable to sleep for the past few days and has trouble sleeping and eating.
He was restless and always felt that something big had happened.
At this time.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty~"
Mei Zheren's panicked voice came all the way from outside the imperial study room.
Lin Yunhong's heart thumped, and he suddenly had a bad feeling. He calmed down and said in a deep voice: "What's all the fuss about? Come in and talk!"
"yes!"
Mei Zheren trembled and crawled into the imperial study. The moment he saw Lin Yunhong, his eyes turned red and he fell to the ground.
He pressed his head tightly to the ground and cried loudly: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has passed away!"
Buzz!
Lin Yunhong stood up suddenly, staggered back a few steps, a stream of blood rushed to his forehead, and he felt like the world was spinning.
He covered his forehead, his face was so pale that there was no blood, and he stared at Mei Zheren with red eyes: "You... what did you say? What nonsense are you talking about, you little slave? I... I'm going to take off your head!"
"Somebody come!"
Lin Yunhong called for someone, and quickly rushed in with several palace guards. He pointed at Mei Zheren and said: "It's so impudent to pull this slave slave down and chop it down. How dare you say that my prince is dead? Who gave you the courage..."
"His Majesty!"
Mei Zheren was crying, but he didn't beg for mercy or say anything more.
"yes!"
The palace guards didn't say anything more, and stepped forward to capture Mei Zheren, preparing to pull him out.
Lin Yunhong felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he understood why he felt uneasy.
Sure enough, father and son are connected...
"stop!"
Lin Yunhong said in a deep voice, he lowered his eyes and sat on the chair in despair, his body trembling uncontrollably.
He waved his hand, and the palace guard immediately retreated.
"Mei Zheren, who sent this news? Where are Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai? How could the prince die? I want to see people alive, and I want to see the body after death!"
Lin Yunhong felt so confused that he felt like he was about to suffocate.
That's his son.
He is his eldest son.
Even more so, Prince Dayan, who wanted to succeed him as emperor, how could he die?
"Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai have returned and are now arriving at the outer city of the capital. The news was reported by Long Wei who rushed into the palace..."
As soon as Mei Zheren finished speaking, Lin Yunhong disappeared directly into the imperial study.
I vaguely heard his voice: Outside the capital...
