Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

Originally, Murong Lin needed a lot of flesh and blood to practice the "Blood Heaven Art". Although he doesn't use it now, this "Blood Ox Rat" is still delicious. Grabbing a few and stuffing them into his mouth, Murong Lin raised his head and glanced at Chen Yong, nodded and said: "I understand, that guy Ma Jianchou must have no money. He came to borrow money from me, so ignore him for now. Shangshu Province Bring me the letter."

Old Man Bai stepped forward and handed an unopened letter in his arms to Murong Lin. Murong Lin opened it casually and took a look at it, then threw it back into Old Man Bai's hand and shook his head.

Old Man Bai nodded, took the letter, and used his spiritual power in his hands. The letter burned instantly, and soon it turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"The old man wants me to suppress the beast tide in the south. He will probably be appointed in a few days."

"Your Highness, would you like to inform the family?" Old Man Bai bent down and asked.

"No need, mother probably wants me to go and get some credit. I happen to be bored here in the capital, so I might as well go to the south for a stroll." Murong Lin smiled, the blood on his teeth was extremely hideous, which made his expression look grim. Pale.

"Ding! The villain has detected that the protagonist is approaching! Please pay attention!"

Suddenly, this voice came from my mind. Murong Lin was curious in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He let go of his consciousness and scanned the entire mansion.

Uncle Bai and Chen Yong could naturally feel Murong Lin's spiritual consciousness scanning, and they stood aside and waited quietly.

In the distance, on the martial arts field in the mansion, dozens of early-rising guards were training. Shadows of people were coming and going on the gray stone bricks, sticks, guns and swords were coming and going, and shirtless men were roaring. Murong Lin's eyes scanned back and forth, finally settling on a thin young man.

The young man is thin and thin, and overall he does not look half as strong as other strong men. However, his face is resolute, and the soles of his feet are like rocks. It is as if all the muscles are compressed in his body, and a transcendent and ancient aura spreads in his body.

"Huh? The physical foundation is very good, ancient body training methods? What is his name?" Murong Lin asked with interest.

Chen Yong followed Murong Lin's gaze, and his spiritual consciousness also sensed the protagonist, and responded to Murong Lin: "Your Highness, this person is a guard trained in the mansion, named Zhou Fan."

Zhou Fan? With the name of the protagonist Xiang, it seems that he is the one.

"Ding! The master has discovered the protagonist!

Name: Zhou Fan

Protagonist value: 150

Age: sixteen

Cultivation: Peak of Body Tempering Realm

Talent: Halo of the Little Protagonist"

"Interesting, the protagonist in the book is alive." Murong Lin thought in his heart and said, "What is his personality like?"

"I was bullied a lot when I was young. I have a resolute personality and tenacity. Three months ago, I made rapid progress and my strength spanned six small realms." Chen Yong answered truthfully. This was his memory as the captain of the guard.

"There's a problem." Old Man Bai stood aside and said.

Murong Lin nodded and ordered to the two of them: "Watch him carefully, don't let him find out, see who he has been in contact with and what he has done? I want to know all his actions in one day."

"Yes!" Chen Yong nodded.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" Murong Lin ate the last "blood cow rat" on the plate, took a sip of the blood water in the cup next to him, cleaned his teeth, then walked outside and said to Old Man Bai: "Come, stay with me. Go to the library in the palace."

"yes!"

On the martial arts field, Zhou Fan was practicing his boxing skills while using his spiritual power to temper his meridians.

Looking at the wooden dummy that was shattered under his own punches, a smile appeared on his face, which looked extremely bright.

Three months ago, he was just an unknown guard at the third level of the Body Tempering Realm, suffering humiliation from other guards and young deacons. However, he recently discovered a green bronze tripod during a general cleaning. After accidentally dripping blood on it, Lingbao recognized the owner and became the owner of the green tripod.

After receiving the inheritance news of Qingding, he realized that it was an alchemy cauldron, and its grade reached the level of heaven astonishingly. It contains a drop of Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Liquid and a heaven-level "Nine Levels of Heavenly Tribulation Body". Naturally, he is unwilling to continue to be a waste as he is pregnant with a lot of treasures, so he takes the Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Liquid and practices "Nine Levels of Heavenly Tribulation Body". "Body", and at the same time relied on the body tempering prescriptions inside Qingding to mix a lot of body tempering liquids for practice and sales.

Now three months have passed, and many of the people who bullied him in the past have been taught a lesson by him, and his strength has reached the peak of the body tempering realm astonishingly. As long as he breaks through to the next realm, he can challenge the mansion Make a request to leave.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fan smiled even more happily.

"By the way, Xiao Li specially prepared breakfast for me. I have to go back quickly, otherwise she will be angry again." Zhou Fan's face flashed with helplessness and pampering, and he put on his coat and rushed to where he lived. There was no communication with the other guards around him.

"Tch, what are you so proud of? This guy named Zhou has really forgotten that he is a slave."

"Shh! Keep your voice down. I heard that the guards who offended him all had their hands broken. They couldn't adjust after just a few months of training."

"Yes, yes! This time Zhou Fan single-handedly defeated a third-level master of the Naling Realm who was three levels higher than his. He was comparable to His Highness at the time."

Several guards were chatting nearby, looking at Zhou Fan's back, their faces full of envy and jealousy.

"What are you guys talking about?" A voice came from the side, scaring the three of them to their knees in a hurry.

"I've met the head guard!"

"Get up and keep practicing!"

"Yes!" The three of them hurriedly walked to the side and started training without reservation.

Chen Yong stood there and narrowed his eyes. He casually walked up to a few people who had interacted with Zhou Fan and asked. He wrote down all the information he could get with pen and paper. He thought to himself: "It seems that this person has offended His Highness. Do you want me to teach him a lesson?”*

Inanimate Dharma

The sedan was bumpy, and no one disturbed him along the way. Murong Lin quickly arrived at the palace from Chilinfang. A prince who is over eighteen years old is considered an adult and is no longer allowed to live in the palace. He can have his own palace in one of the 108 squares in the capital, and he can also patrol the world for the emperor.

With the memory in his mind, Murong Lin arrived at the library inside the palace with ease. It was also the library of the Murong family of the royal family. The decoration here is restrained, and the outside is covered with bamboo forests. "Bamboo" has always been the sustenance and emblem of the Murong family, which means tenacity and perseverance. The national flag and logo of Yan State are all made of bamboo.

There are two old men guarding the library. They are nowhere to be seen on weekdays. They only come forward to identify visitors when they want to go up to the third floor. He has always been a master in the Origin Realm, and his divine consciousness can cover the entire library. Murong Lin asked the people accompanying him to stay outside and entered the pavilion alone. As soon as he entered, he felt refreshed and refreshed by the breath of the formation.

"I have met two pavilion elders, here is Murong Lin." Murong Lin stood three steps from the door, nodded and said, and then started to check on the first floor.

Most of the books on the first floor are Huang-level martial arts and spiritual skills secrets, all of which are paper manuscripts. Murong Lin walked into the exercise area, swept away his spiritual consciousness, and at the same time secretly thought about the system's absorption records. In less than a quarter of an hour, tens of thousands of yellow-level exercises had been integrated into the "Wu Sheng Dafa", but because the level was too low, It cannot push the "Inanimate Law" forward one step further.

Murong Lin stepped onto the second floor again. The books placed on the second floor were no longer paper books, but all jade slips. The jade slips are no more than the size of your thumb. You can read the internal information by placing them on your forehead. Firstly, they are small and easy to store. Secondly, they can be stored for a longer time than paper. Thirdly, they can also be placed for prying eyes.

However, Murong Lin was already a master of the Origin Realm, and he could read the information in the jade slips by releasing his spiritual consciousness. Half a quarter of an hour later, Murong Lin read and absorbed the Xuanjie Kung Fu on the second floor, finally advancing the process of "Wu Sheng Dharma".

When they arrived at the third floor, two figures suddenly appeared. They were two old men in black clothes. They had white hair and looked very stable.

"The third prince wants to go to the third floor? Is there any handwriting?" asked one of the old men guarding the pavilion.

"No, but I remember that the opportunity to go to the third floor that I got from the coming-of-age ceremony has not been used yet, right?" Murong Lin's face remained unchanged and he said with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, but His Highness the Third Prince only has this chance. He only has to enter for half an hour."

"know."

"Please." The two pavilion elders stepped aside and simultaneously controlled the formation to open the door to the third floor. A voice came from a distance, "Third Prince, please do not damage the items."

Murong Lin walked up to the third floor without saying a word.

The jade slips placed on the third floor are more than a hundred times less than those on the second floor. This is because they are all high-level Xuan-level exercises that are not inferior to the low-level Earth-level exercises, as well as some Earth-level exercises and fragments. However, the content of this type of exercise is huge. Scanning one book with your spiritual consciousness will probably consume the time of a stick of incense, and you may only be able to read twelve books in half an hour.

But Murong Lin had already planned it.

Although the thousands of yellow-level exercises previously on the first floor could not provide any training progress, several of them had miraculous effects, which was why he dared to go up to the third floor.

"Dragnet", "Glimpse of Light", "Ephemeral Sword Technique".

In the fusion of "Wu Sheng Dafa", these three techniques became a unique skill, enough for him to read hundreds of books here.

Half an hour later, Murong Lin walked out with a pale face again.

Old Man Bai hurriedly stepped forward, took out a Xuan-grade high-level "God-Building Pill" from the Qiankun Bag, and handed it to Murong Lin. Murong Lin took it orally and circulated his spiritual power to promote digestion. He walked onto the sedan and said softly: "Go back."

Old Man Bai used his peripheral vision to glance at a few eyes in the surrounding bamboo forest, followed the sedan and said, "Your Highness, there are some spies around."

"It doesn't matter." Murong Lin's voice came from the sedan, "It should be from the brothers' side."

"Yes." Old Man Bai nodded, but couldn't help but asked curiously, "But why did His Highness come to the library today and waste that opportunity?"

"There is a flaw in the technique... You ask those people to come over at night." Murong Lin said something vague, but Old Man Bai's face changed drastically and became extremely pale.

He didn't dare to say anything more, so he closed his mouth and followed quietly.

Murong Lin was not afraid that this sentence would be leaked. There were only two of them here.

Yes, the four strong men carrying the sedan are not humans, but puppets made from living people.

In the sedan, Murong Lin smiled and checked his system interface.

""Wu Sheng Dafa": advanced earth level, giving birth to advanced earth level skills..."

"Yes, this Wusheng Dafa is really interesting. It directly instills the key to practice and experience, and seizes the world's techniques for one's own use, hehe. However, it is still a bit too slow. I don't think I, the third prince, can even be a serious person." There are no advanced skills at the earth level, and the old emperor and that woman are really hateful... Favor them, pamper them! One day, I will take everything back!" Murong Lin's face turned ferocious. , this is the resentment when the predecessor died, and now it has been passed down to him, the hatred and dissatisfaction engraved in his bones.

Now the emperor dotes on the sixth princess and devotes most of his resources to her. The eldest prince has the support of most officials in the court, the second prince has the support of the Murong family, the fourth prince's mother family is rich in business, the fifth prince, and the seventh prince all have the support of the military, and even the young eighth prince has support. There is a sect to rely on.

You can't rely on anyone except yourself.

His father's side, the Murong family, doesn't like him because his mother's family, Concubine Xue, is not a vassal of the Murong family, and her mother's side, the Xue family, has its own children. Although they have taken some resources by virtue of their status as princes, they have become more and more popular in recent years. He is so unbridled and proud that the training resources provided to him every month are not enough for a spiritual realm monk.

Even the cultivation resources have to be grabbed by oneself.

Damn, damn, damn!

The two remaining thoughts of Murong Lin's predecessor were to seize the throne and to take revenge on the Snow Clan.

In the evening, Murong Lin sat in the study, and Chen Yong stood aside to report.

"Have you bought a lot of medicinal materials and have a lot of money? You have a childhood sweetheart who is the groom's daughter? Haha, this is really the template for the protagonist!" Murong Lin laughed after hearing Chen Yong's report to Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan is the protagonist he discovered today.

It was also the first protagonist he discovered when he came to this world.

Moreover, he is the protagonist in his house and has hatred with many of his guards.

It seems that either there is an old man who makes alchemy with him, or there is a magic weapon that can make alchemy at any time.