I Become A Saint By Studying

Lin Yi was dumbfounded.

Looking back towards the direction of Li Mo Bai's bookstore, he remained silent for a long time...

Lost!

It should be left to own!

This is at least at the level of Zhen Guo Poetry, right?

"However, why is there no vision of suppressing the country? For example, the country of talent? Could it be... there is a way to suppress it?"

Many doubts flashed in Lin Yi's heart.

But no matter what, Li Mo Bai successfully stepped into the second rank by relying on Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine", becoming Dayan's new sub-sage.

He is honored.

Lin Yi is suddenly looking forward to it. Li Mo Bai, the sub-sage, is sanctified by virtue of the township poem "Will Enter the Wine", so what will be the sacred art of his Insight in the future?

Drunken Sword?

Or... the sword of the river?

Because Lin Yi thought about it, he felt that the sword of the great river could really bring momentum.

Even the Sword of the Great River contains the power of potential, space and time.

kindness.

This is his irresponsible conjecture!

...

Lin Yi is in a good mood, unintentionally inserting willows and willows into shades, and he has become Li Mo Bai unintentionally.

He firmly believes that Li Mo Bai will also make him a success.

"To be happy in life is to be happy to the fullest, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon..."

Lin Yi walked on the mountain road, and his whole body was indescribably wanton.

He smiles.

His gaze was firmer than ever before.

He really wanted to leave many, many articles and poems written by sages and sages in this world.

This sense of pride, even if he is the crown prince of this world, cannot be erased.

It was an emotion that ran in his blood and soul.

This moment.

Countless bachelors from Qingshan Academy rushed to the Confucius Book Pavilion on the first peak, wanting to visit Xinsheng.

Only Tang Hu trembled, looking for Lin Yi.

He and the closed disciples of the academy understood one thing, the master's enlightenment and sanctification are absolutely inseparable from Lin Yi.

He was in the academy, frantically looking for Lin Yi.

soon.

On the mountain road leaving the academy, he saw Lin Yi.

"His Royal Highness!"

Tang Hu didn't dare to be proud of his talents, he caught up with Lin Yi, and then performed the apprentice ceremony, his eyes were full of shame, "Tang Hu apologizes to His Highness the Crown Prince for what happened to the teahouse earlier."

"Students thank His Highness the Crown Prince for helping their teacher to realize the Tao and become a saint!"

Lin Yi looked down at Tang Hu on the steps below him, and said with a chuckle, "This is the Tao that Li Senior himself realized."

"By the way, why don't you congratulate your mentor on his sanctification?"

Tang Hu said sincerely, "Students are ashamed in their hearts. Thinking of the past, their eyes were higher than the top, and they failed to make a good impression in front of His Royal Highness, and they regret it."

"Students are not pedantic people, and they also admire talented bachelors who are genuinely talented."

"His Royal Highness, please be respected by the students again!"

Tang Hu knew that if he wanted to get Lin Yi's approval, he had to show enough sincerity.

He really regrets it.

Why did you put the cups in the teahouse in the first place?

woman?

How can a woman have the fragrance of a prince!

The scene of Tang Hu prostrating towards Lin Yi on the stone steps going down the mountain stunned many academies who climbed the mountain to congratulate Li Mo Bai on his canonization.

Each one was moved.

This is Li Mo Bai's direct disciple, little painting saint Tang Hu!

"Get up! Go and congratulate your benefactor, I still have something to do, so leave!"

Lin Yi patted Tang Hu on the shoulder, smiled lightly and went down the mountain with his hands behind his back.

Tang Hu didn't understand what this meant.

Three pats on the shoulder?

Is this... a compliment for his behavior?

He looked back at Lin Yi who was going downhill, at that moment, he felt that Lin Yi seemed to be integrated with the sky and the earth.

Indescribably natural.

Many academicians around pointed at him, and he found that he seemed to be influenced by Lin Yi.

He didn't care at all.

"Some people, every word, deed, and every action can affect and change others..."

Tang Hu was moved, and then climbed the mountain.

And outside the bookstore.

Many masters and scholars gathered in the academy, and they looked up in the direction of the Book Pavilion.

There was a figure there that they couldn't see.

But when he closed his eyes, Divine Sense could clearly sense that Li Mo Bai, a doctor wearing a sub-sage crown on his head, was standing on the attic.

He seemed to be looking downhill.

Like watching an old friend leave.

for a long time.

Li Mo Bai's figure emerged, he was still wearing a plain robe, and he looked down at the outside of the book pavilion.

The right hand under the sleeve robe points to the sky.

The academy bachelor turned his head to look, with a shocked expression on his face.

on the void.

The Pentium River seems to be pouring from the sky, rushing down, turning into a great river sword, with a majestic momentum.

That space and time seem to be frozen.

"The sword of the great river comes from the sky!"

These words of Li Mo Bai echoed between the heaven and the earth, and everyone's hearts trembled, knowing that the sacred art of the doctor has been accomplished.

Sword of the Great River?

Come on!

Domineering!

...

In the palace.

Lin Yunhong looked in the direction of Qingshan Academy, looking at the sword of the great river formed by the general trend of the day, he couldn't tell what he felt.

It's a bit sour!

Because it is not Deng Tai'a of the imperial court...

However, it is a great blessing for the human race to have one more sub-sage.

this moment.

Many strong men in the capital were attracted by the vision of Qingshan Academy.

Many people in the city are talking about it.

Even in various parts of Huatianfu, there are still many great Confucianists who have realized Taoism through Closed Door Training, and they all left the customs one after another to witness the birth of the new saint.

They are all third-rank Confucians with profound backgrounds, from a thousand-year-old clan, and their influence reaches the sky.

These great Confucians are also trapped in the third rank Realm, unable to spy on the second rank Yasheng Realm.

"The old friend of the past has achieved the new saint, the old man should go and congratulate him!"

this day.

Many great Confucian scholars were reborn and went to Qingshan Academy to experience the place of enlightenment where Li Mo Bai made him a saint.

...

Lin Yi left Castle Peak Academy.

Follow the plan.

He should go back to the East Palace to study and practice.

But he remembered the chat with Li Mo Bai in the academy, and talked about Zhang Jiu'er.

Want to see her.

It can be regarded as a New Year greeting to Mrs. Zhang.

"Go and see her!"

Not everyone in the capital knew Lin Yi, he was wearing a Confucian shirt, but not many people recognized him.

He called a carriage and went directly to Baiye Street in the west city.

Spring Festival in Beijing.

Lively and bustling, the streets are crowded with people, everyone is dressed exquisitely, and they are reunited with their families for a parade.

Peaceful little days.

Sitting in the carriage, Lin Yi looked at the busy and bustling streets, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

No matter in that era, the common people never demanded too much, they had enough to eat, they didn’t have to be oppressed, they could feel safe, and they were satisfied with a plain life.

Zhang family.

The carriage stopped, and after Lin Yi gave the coachman the money, he got out of the carriage and knocked on the door of Zhang's courtyard.

But no one responded for a long time.

Lin Yi Divine Sense sweeps away.

It was found that there was no one in the courtyard, neither Zhang Jiuer nor Mrs. Zhang was there.

"Go shopping?"

Lin Yi smiled wryly, and turned to leave.

Then I saw Mrs. Zhang walking from a distance carrying a food box.

"Ms. Zhang!" Lin Yi shouted with a smile.

Mrs. Zhang seemed to be absent-minded, and only recovered when she heard someone calling her.

"Lin...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Mrs. Zhang turned pale with fright, hurriedly walked over, and bowed to Lin Yi, "Why are you here? Have you eaten yet? The women will warm you up..."

"Ate."

Lin Yi looked at Mrs. Zhang with a smile, but he didn't eat.

But not feeling hungry.

After all, he is also a sixth rank Confucian scholar who has cultivated the soul, and eating is just to satisfy the taste buds and the habit accumulated over the years.

"Where's Jiu'er?" Lin Yi asked.

"She's at the county hospital..." Mrs. Zhang said.

"County hospital?"

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat, and his hairs stood on end.

Miss Ningxiang had an accident because of her. Could it be that... Zhang Jiuer was also targeted by people from the Human Dao Sect?