I Become A Saint By Studying

"Damn it!"

A killing intent appeared in Lin Yi's eyes.

Sure enough, the original body entered the Anyang county government office and became a temporary arrester, just to take the place of a dead ghost.

Then today, adoptive father Su Huaizhi was kicked out of the private school, which was also part of Zhu Liren's plan.

His purpose is to obtain Taoism.

Then use the method in Taoism to absorb the blood essence of the scholar in the private school and help him break through the situation!

Chen Jinbei gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it!"

Zheng Zhiqiu said in disbelief, "Unexpectedly, Junji Academy has cultivated such a person..."

He Wancheng shook his head and sighed, "Taoism can make people take shortcuts, and it can even make people enchanted. Zhu Liren committed such a crime, and Junji Academy is to blame!"

...

"What an honor!"

Veins popped out of He Weijun's forehead, and he was furious. He raised his hand and slapped Zhu Liren, sending him flying hundreds of meters away.

boom!

When it landed, there was a bloodstain on the ground.

puff!

While Zhu Liren was vomiting blood, he also woke up from the pain, recalling what he said just now, his face was ashen.

The body trembled uncontrollably, not knowing whether it was from pain or fear.

"Brother, why are you hurt?"

Zhu Changyu walked over with a cane, just in time to see Zhu Liren vomit blood and fell to the ground, he was very surprised.

He was still thinking about coming to see how Lin Yi and Chen Jinbei died.

Instead, Dage was injured?

Zhu Changyu's expression was gloomy, he couldn't bear it, he quickly looked at the dean of Junji Academy, and said loudly, "Dean, why don't you kill Lin Yi and Chen Jinbei, as the dean, you can't sit idly by!"

"Quickly kill this thief, and raise the reputation of Junji Academy!"

Zhu Changyu didn't see the situation clearly, he just thought of Lin Yi's death quickly.

With cold eyes, Lin Yi walked towards Zhu Changyu and Zhu Liren, and said in a deep voice, "Buy the county government, let me take the place of the dead ghost, drive away Su Huaizhi, absorb the scholar's Blood Essence, just for you..."

"In your eyes, ordinary people like us deserve to die like nothing?"

Lin Yi walked towards Zhu Changyu and Zhu Liren step by step, with murderous intent in his eyes, those Zhu family members were too scared to move.

The deans of the three major academies did not stop them either.

Lin Yi, as the person Zhu Liren treated as a scapegoat, must have a lot of resentment in his heart.

Let him indulge for a while, lest a Hearts Demon be born in the future.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhu Changyu was so frightened that the souls of the dead trembled. He leaned back on crutches and yelled at He Weijun, "Dean, the scholar killed someone, why are you sitting idly by? Kill him quickly!"

"It's your fault!" Zheng Zhiqiu turned around and chose to ignore it.

"You can't live without doing your own crime!" He Wancheng snorted coldly, and also chose to ignore it.

"Death is not a pity!"

With a cold light in He Weijun's eyes, he cupped his hands towards the void in the east, and said loudly, "Please ask the Holy Judge!"

woo woo~

As the words fell, talent surged in the sky above Daxing Town, forming an auspicious cloud of talent, Purple Qi from the East.

Then a golden light shone down from the auspicious cloud, and a huge golden phantom stood on the auspicious cloud.

Holding a book in his left hand, holding a ruler in his right hand, and wearing a holy crown on his head, He radiated brilliant holy power, and then lowered the voice of Saint, "Speak!"

The people in those towns, who had never seen such a miracle, knelt on the ground and worshiped.

Zheng Zhiqiu, He Wancheng and Chen Jinbei, with solemn expressions, immediately performed the disciple ceremony.

This is the phantom of the Saint of Dayanwen Dao. After his sanctification and eternity, he left a remnant in the world.

Anyone who has reached the fourth rank of a gentleman can request a holy order under special conditions.

Success rates vary from person to person.

The main purpose is to allow the Saints to convict the scholars of the crimes and judge those who have a literary heart. Under normal circumstances, when a Wen Dao cultivator commits a crime, it will be adjudicated by the Zhenguo Holy Court, and the academy will draw up the crimes committed by the scholar and submit it to the Zhenguo Holy Court.

The academy can only deal with it after receiving the ruling from the Zhenguo Holy Academy.

Because all scholars who have the Realm of Wen Dao are regarded as the disciples of the Zhenguo Holy Academy, and the Academy is to train them on their behalf.

besides.

It is even more solemn to invite the Holy Judgment Sacred, the ancient sages are invited to make the ruling, there is no need to invite the Holy Court, let the Saint make the ruling directly.

Faster and fairer!

But the price of asking for a holy order is also very high, which can almost drain the entire talent of a fourth rank gentleman.

"Why did you ask the Holy Judge without hesitation to exhaust your talents? Is this... the privilege of killing evil people for me?"

Lin Yi was slightly moved, and his impression of He Weijun improved.

He knows the price of asking for a holy order.

As long as Saint finds Zhu Liren guilty, he will not be punished for what he does next.

You can avoid worries.

"No...don't, Dean, this disciple knows he's wrong, and Lin Yi hasn't died yet, and this disciple hasn't killed anyone yet, the crime doesn't deserve death!"

Zhu Liren's face turned pale with fright, and his heart almost jumped out.

The dean actually invited the holy judge, which made it clear that he would not be given any way out.

With a stern face, He Weijun bowed to the cupped hands of Saint's phantom on the auspicious cloud of talent, and said in a loud voice, "Now there is Zhu Liren, a disciple of my Junji Academy, who has despicable words and deeds, violated the holy law, and committed a heinous crime. I beseech the holy master to judge!"

"No, the disciple is not guilty, the disciple has not killed anyone yet!"

"Principal He Weijun accepts Lin Yi as a disciple, kills me to please Lin Yi, deviates from the scriptures, and is useless as a teacher!"

"Holy Master, please convict He Weijun, the dean of Junji Academy!"

Zhu Liren yelled hysterically and beat him up. He knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly, as if he had a great grievance.

Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng were dumbfounded.

This guy... doesn't think he died fast enough?

A gleam of cold light appeared in He Weijun's eyes, he put his hands together, and said loudly, "Please ask the Holy Judge!"

The phantom of Saint in the cloud of talent and auspiciousness flipped through the books in his left hand, as if he was looking up something.

It is rumored that the book in Saint's left hand can reproduce the life experience of the sanctioned person. Whether it is an unforgivable crime or a death penalty depends on Saint's decision.

soon!

When the book is closed, Saint's phantom stands above the auspicious clouds, the treasure looks solemn, and immediately the Saint's voice comes down, "Guilty!"

"Do not!!!"

Zhu Liren yelled hysterically, with a look of unwillingness on his face, "I am not guilty, I am not convinced..."

"presumptuous!"

He Weijun glared at Zhu Liren, and scolded, "Disrespecting the holy master, ignoring the holy order, the crime will be added!"

at the same time.

Saint's phantom has not disappeared, he is still standing above the auspicious cloud of talent, his eyes slightly lowered, as if staring at the world.

"What's going on? After the Holy Master's manifesto and ruling, he should leave..." He Wancheng wondered.

"The saint is looking down at the world, as if he is staring at someone, maybe he is staring at me?"

Zheng Zhiqiu's face turned pale.

When he fought with He Wancheng just now, he behaved a little bit out of line with a scholar...

"Should!"

He Wancheng couldn't help laughing, Zheng Zhiqiu didn't dare to speak, but just glanced back at He Wancheng.

at this time.

Lin Yi also had an indescribable feeling, as if someone was staring at her, like a light on her back.

When he raised his head slightly to look at the phantom of Saint, suddenly his eyes were stinging, as if they were burning.

It was so painful that I couldn't open my eyes, and then my soul seemed to be pulled away.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Own's body standing motionless on the street.

At the same time, a suction force was pulling him into the void...