"..."
The mysterious man was dissatisfied with Lin Yi's title and corrected him: "Master Ming!"
"Master Ming!"
Lin also felt that the mysterious man was too particular. Isn't it just a matter of title?
But the effect was very good. The mysterious man was very satisfied with Lin Yi's concession and informed Master Xuanmiao where he was currently hiding.
"Sir, follow me!"
call out!
Lin Yi followed the guidance of the mysterious man and rushed towards the hiding place of Master Xuan Miao. Wang Yangming was surprised and said: "Does this kid really have a way? It's impossible..."
He couldn't even do it as a second-grade person, but he could actually do it as a third-grade person?
He expressed doubts, but also chased after him, worried that if he really found Master Xuanmiao, but because of losing, Prince Dayan would die, and he would be unable to defend himself.
…
A private school in Daming City.
Several children were reading with the master, and the sound of reading was loud. The white-haired master was holding a ruler and walking back and forth in front of the desk, shaking his head.
They were immersed in the sea of books and were not affected by what happened in Daming City.
Lin Yi stopped outside the private school, and Wang Yangming arrived shortly afterwards. His holy thoughts swept over the private school, and he frowned and said, "Your Highness, is Master Xuanmiao in this private school?"
He did not sense the aura of the Humanity Sect, but only a touch of talent and the aroma of books exuded by scholars.
"Master Ming, are you reliable?"
Lin Yi asked about the mysterious person in Panlongjie. After receiving a positive answer, he looked at Wang Yangming and said, "That's right!"
"I would like to see who this so-called mysterious master is!"
Wang Yangming looked gloomy and decisively entered the private school.
As the guardian of the Ming Dynasty, it was his dereliction of duty that something like this happened. In addition to his own reasons, Zhu Si became like this. It must also be because of the obstruction of Dao Sect.
This thief deserves to be punished!
"You don't even have the qualifications for me to take action, right?"
Lin Yita wanted to feel the mysterious man's strength, but he was afraid that Wang Yangming was too strong and would give him no chance to take action.
"..."
The mysterious man was silent.
Lin Yi entered the private school and saw a scene of young children reading in the private school, which was very harmonious and natural.
When the white-haired master saw Lin Yi and Wang Yangming entering the private school, he was startled for a moment. He obviously knew Wang Yangming, and then he quickly came up to greet him, bowed and said, "Student, I have seen Holy Master Yangming!"
"No gift!"
Wang Yangming waved his hand gently. Most of the masters of the Ming Dynasty had met him, and he had also preached to these masters.
The white-haired master looked at Lin Yi doubtfully, "This is..."
'Boy, this is the guy...'
As soon as the mysterious man spoke, Lin Yi became excited and his eyes lit up, "You don't need to know who I am, Mr. Wang will take him down!"
"Good guy!"
Wang Yangming's expression changed. He had no idea that Master Xuanmiao was actually hiding in the private school, and even transformed into a master. He was really well hidden.
He took action decisively, imagining the big mudra in his mind, and the energy of heaven and earth turned into a giant hand of spiritual power, and decisively suppressed the private school master.
"Saint Master Yangming...poof!"
Before the private school master could speak, he was pressed to the ground. A large human-shaped pit was made on the ground. He opened his mouth and vomited blood, and his face turned pale.
Mystery man:"???"
"Master!"
"Master! You are all bad people, why do you want to beat Master!"
"I want to report to the official!"
Seeing that the master was suppressed, the young children put down their books one by one, glared at Lin Yi and Wang Yangming, and blocked the private school master with their small bodies.
"Get out of the way!"
Wang Yangming frowned. He tried to deal with Master Xuanmiao, but these young children stood in front of him and were very likely to be kidnapped by Master Xuanmiao as a shield.
"You kid...can you let me finish what I'm saying?"
The mysterious man felt confused. Before he could finish what he said, Lin Yi decisively called for help. Fortunately, the private school master was not killed on the spot.
"What do you mean?" Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, as if there was something wrong with his words.
"He is not that demon!" the mysterious man said.
"???"
Lin Yi was silent, and then said: "Didn't you just say... that it was this guy?"
"Isn't this unfinished? What I mean is that the devil is this guy's disciple, among these young children!"
The mysterious man was unable to complain, and felt some sympathy for the white-haired master. It was almost like a human was teaching, and the pot came from the sky.
"..."
Lin Yi was silent again. He glanced awkwardly at the suppressed white-haired master behind the young boy, and quickly sent a message to Wang Yangming: "Mr. Wang, there is a mistake..."
"What's wrong?" Wang Yangming was stunned. He planned to kill this master and wipe him out from the world.
"The person made a mistake, I didn't finish what I said just now..."
Lin Yi explained: "You moved too fast. What I want to say is, quickly capture his...disciple!"
"..."
Wang Yangming was greatly shaken, and quickly removed the literary skills that suppressed the white-haired master, his face turned red.
His breathing was rapid and his chest was heaving up and down. If Lin Yi hadn't been in a special position, he would have directly scolded Lin Yi.
"Saint Master Yangming, why...why?"
The white-haired master breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt inexplicably wronged. What had he done?
Was the private school built on the ancestral grave of Yangming Saint Master?
Do this to him?
If he hadn't been strong and strong, that blow just now would have definitely made him ascend to heaven.
"this……"
Wang Yangming didn't know how to explain it. He admitted that he had been impulsive just now and was used as a weapon by Prince Dayan, so he immediately blessed the white-haired master.
After giving the white-haired master the gift of talent, he was promoted one level at a time, from a sixth-grade Confucian scholar to a fifth-grade moral conductor.
The white-haired master instantly became lively and energetic, feeling that he was lucky, and said excitedly: "Thank you, Holy Master, for your blessing and initiation. Thank you, student!"
He knelt down in front of Wang Yangming, as pious as a little fanboy.
"Wang Yangming's blood loss..." Lin Yi looked a little embarrassed. It was all because the old man was awkward in speaking and liked to pause.
"Get up!"
Wang Yangming's body ached terribly at this time. The initiation consumed his original talent, which was a process of increasing and decreasing.
This wave is really a big loss.
"Master, are you okay?"
"Master!"
All the young children also gathered around.
The white-haired master said happily: "Master, everything is fine. You all should go back. School is off today!"
"yes!"
"It's great that I just took a break from school when I first came here!"
All the young children returned to the desk one after another, putting away their books and pens and ink, with smiles on their faces.
But just when they were about to leave the private school, Lin Yi and Wang Yangming blocked the way of these people. Master Xuanmiao turned into a child and hid in the crowd, making it impossible to let him go.
The young children looked up at the two of them with fear in their eyes.
The white-haired master was stunned and asked in confusion: "Holy Master Yangming, why are you...?"
Wang Yangming asked: "When did your private school start classes?"
The white-haired master said: "Just now..."
'Master Ming, which one is it? Lin Yi asked in his heart.
"The third one from the left, the guy with eyes like an adult..." The mysterious man informed Master Xuanmiao's true identity.
Lin also saw that the time was right, and with the mysterious man's personal roll call, he knew there would be no mistake.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said with confidence in his chest, "Maybe you think that if you hide here, I won't be able to find you, right?"
"I will tell you clearly now, I already know who you are."
"Do you want me to take action, or do you want to stand up yourself?"
