I Become A Saint By Studying

"More than one poem on the inscription... What kind of poem is this? It actually forms a mountain of books? No... I can't be trapped to death in this mountain of books, I don't want to read books!"

The old man found himself on the stone steps of Book Mountain, and what stood in front of him was a book.

He knew... If he wanted to break the mountain of books, he had to read all the books on the mountain of books one step at a time.

And listen to the chanting of Saint.

But what he knows all too well is... how can the Yin God of Taoism afford talent?

This is simply to refine his Yin God.

"No...no...Chen Haoran, still don't write articles? Write...the old writer is the master of the nine-tailed demon fox, and the old writer is riding the nine-tailed demon fox to rescue you..."

"Chen Haoran, if I die, you will also fall into a demon... No one can save you!"

In despair.

The veteran Yin God roared and roared, not hesitating to burn some of the original power of the Yin God, but also to send this will to the heart of Chen Haoran, who is practicing Taoism!

...

"Who? Who's talking? This voice..."

In the courtyard of Yichuan, a voice suddenly appeared in Chen Haoran's heart out of thin air, as if someone was sending a message.

The voice was a little familiar to him.

It was the Taoist priest who taught him Taoism.

"It should be an auditory hallucination... I am writing an article, but I still need outsiders to guide me?"

Chen Haoran sneered in his heart.

His current attention is all on Lin Yi, and he is in an extremely unwilling mood.

He couldn't hear any sound.

He just wanted to push Lin Yi down.

Then Chen Haoran seemed to think of something, looked at the scholars of the academy, shook his head and said, "It's ridiculous, Lin Yi is the dean's illegitimate son, he said that the poem on the plaque was written by him, do you really believe it?"

"Stupid people, where have you read Saint's knowledge?"

Lin Yi frowned.

Swish!

All the scholars looked at Chen Haoran together, with hostility in their eyes, "Brother Haoran, what do you mean by that?"

"Are you insulting my teacher?"

"My teacher should not be humiliated, I will call you Brother Haoran in the end, and apologize to my teacher!"

Wang Chun, the fourth in the academy, glared at Chen Haoran directly.

Now that he has comprehended the daring, he naturally has a sense of vigor and courage, even if Realm is not as good as Chen Haoran.

Facing Lin Yi being insulted, he still had the courage to face Chen Haoran.

Besides.

Chen Haoran's injury to the Wen Palace is a well-known matter in the academy, and no one will really take him seriously now.

Li Wenbo said in a deep voice, "Chen Haoran, you are a frog in a well! You are simply ignorant and ignorant. How can you question Lin Yi's talent?"

"you……"

puff!

Chen Hao was vomiting blood from the morale of the students, his face was bloodless, showing a sickly pale color.

"You lied to me, Chen Hao, but Wen Gong was injured? Well, it's really good!"

Chen pointed his fingers one by one, and said, "Li Wenbo, Wang Chun, Su Yunwen...I remember you all!"

"You guys are so stupid. The poem on the inscription plaque needs the blessing of earth-level cultural treasures. Taking Lin Yi's Realm, even if the dean lends it to him...can he use it?"

"In the entire academy, only I, Chen Haoran, and the dean can use the Qinglang pen!!!"

Chen Haoran almost yelled out the last sentence.

He has a ferocious face, without the slightest elegance of the past, and looks like a peak.

"You are the fool!"

Li Wenbo directly yelled at Chen Haoran, "The dean has already given Lin Yi the prefecture-level cultural treasures, the Qinglang Brush, Qinglang Inkstone, and Qinglang Ink, and even the Qinglang Brush has recognized the owner!"

"Lin Yi...has the qualifications of a sub-sage!"

hum!

Teng Teng Teng...

Plop!

Chen Hao was stunned by Li Wenbo's scolding, and he backed away in shock, and sat down on the door plaque of the book pavilion.

His hairpin fell off and his hair was disheveled.

His face was as pale as paper.

"No...impossible!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it..."

Chen shouted loudly, unable to accept all this, his whole body was limp on the ground.

The dean gave Lin Yi all the earth-level cultural treasures and green wolf sets?

Why?

Why not me, but this Lin Yi who is only enlightened at the ninth grade?

Why?

Chen Hao waved his hands wildly, and the words of the old Taoist began to echo in his mind, "If I die...no one can save you!"

"what……"

Chen Haoran suddenly held his head, screamed strangely, and rushed into the bookstore.

"Don't let him in!"

Lin subconsciously opened his mouth, and was about to rush forward to stop it, but he heard a bang, and the door of the bookstore was closed tightly.

boom!

Lin Yi kicked it hard, only to find that the door was not moving at all.

"The situation is not good!"

Lin Yi frowned. Chen Haoran's state was very scary just now, and he was afraid that he was driven crazy, and he whispered in his heart, "I'm afraid...he is either possessed by a demon, or he will let Fox Spirit be a demon!"

Li Wenbo looked at Lin Yi and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong? Chen Haoran is extremely arrogant and never looks at people seriously, so he should be scolded!"

Wang Chun nodded and said, "That's right, Mr. Lin doesn't have to worry, his literary palace has been damaged, and he dare not use literary skills to hurt people indiscriminately!"

"Some people are like this. After standing on a high place for a long time, they refuse to come down. Once someone surpasses him, they can't accept the reality!"

"Actually, be more open-minded. Scholars can bend and stretch. Why did they become so crazy?"

All the scholars shook their heads in disappointment, and were particularly disappointed with the performance of the academy's first disciple, Chen Haoran.

Lin Yi ignored the sighs of these bachelors, walked to a few windows of the bookstore, and pushed hard, but all failed.

"Can the door of this bookstore be opened?"

Lin Yi returned to the gate of Shuge, looked at Li Wenbo and said.

"The Book Pavilion has a large array of talents, and it can only be opened from the inside, or...the dean comes here!"

Li Wenbo glanced at the bookstore, and said with a smile, "Let Chen Haoran reflect in it!"

"Reflection is of course a good thing, but..."

Lin Yi sighed lightly, and said solemnly, "I'm afraid that he will practice Taoism inside, and then things will be troublesome!"

"Cultivate to practice... what? Practice Taoism?"

Wow!

As soon as Lin Yi opened his mouth, there was an uproar in the courtyard.

The faces of all the scholars changed drastically.

The hairs stood on end.

It's not without reason that scholars turn pale when they talk about it.

It's really because Taoism is too terrifying. I don't know how many scholars and creatures have lost their lives in the hands of Taoism.

at the same time.

Inside the bookstore.

Chen Haoran has disheveled hair and a ferocious expression. He is holding a moon-rank artifact and is writing vigorously on the rice paper.

"The palace of literature has been damaged, why do I still need this literary fame? It's better... kill! Kill! Kill!"

"That night, when Su Meier went home from the mountain, she was furious when she learned that her husband Chen Hao had been humiliated. She wanted to kill and vowed to kill all the scholars who insulted her husband..."

at the same time.

by candlelight.

The shadow behind him was stretched very, very long... and soon turned into a shadow of a Nine tailed Fox.

"Xianggong... the slave family will avenge you!"

Su Meier's voice rang in Chen Haoran's ears.

next second.

The black shadow of the Nine tailed Fox disappeared into the bookstore...

"Die, you all have to die!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

Chen Haoran's eyes glowed red, as if he had been possessed by a demon, and a piercing sound came from his throat.

"Old man? Su Meier's master? You are Su Meier's servant, and I, Chen Haoran, am Su Meier's master..."

The corners of Chen Haoran's mouth curled up into a strange arc, his eyes glowed red, and he laughed maniacally, "Why is it strictly forbidden for scholars to practice Taoism? Because he is so terrifying, you can't imagine..."

"Lin Yi, are you talented in poetry? Then you should read and read my articles well... taste the fear of being dominated by scholarly articles!"

"Hahaha……"