I Become A Saint By Studying

"want!"

"want!"

He Weijun and He Wancheng spoke almost at the same time.

"The poem on the plaque must be hung in the main hall of the academy..." He Weijun's eyes lit up when he thought of this.

call out!

He didn't say anything, his figure was like lightning, and he flew directly to Pingzhou Academy.

"This old man!"

He Wancheng cursed secretly, and said, "I'm in the main hall of the academy right now!"

However.

He Wancheng still stood where he was, "No movement? Yes, yes... I am in the main hall of Pingzhou Academy!"

Swish!

It wasn't until this moment that He Wancheng successfully cast his words and disappeared in front of the inscription.

"Go, go to the main hall of the academy, don't let them fight!"

Zheng Zhiqiu couldn't use the rules of Wen Dao now, so he stretched out his body and plundered towards the main hall of the academy.

"Master! They..."

Li Wenbo looked at Lin Yi with a look of astonishment, "Why are they so crazy?"

Lin Yi was also at a loss, and asked suspiciously, "The earth-level cultural treasure recognizes the master, do I have the qualifications of a sub-sage?"

Li Wenbo was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously and said, "That's right, otherwise it doesn't make sense..."

"lead the way!"

Lin Yi didn't stop at the moment, let Li Wenbo lead the way, and rushed directly to the main hall of the academy.

Several masters and bachelors followed in a hurry.

...

The main hall of the academy.

Crash!

He Weijun and He Wancheng volleyed in the air and fought directly in the main hall.

The talent swept across, and all the tables and chairs in the main hall exploded into powder.

"Well, you He Wancheng, just now you kept saying a song, but now you want to grab it from the old man. Are you going to declare war on Junji Academy?"

He Weijun looked stern, and the rubbings of the poem on the inscription plaque are bound to be obtained.

He was excited.

Just as he expected, Lin Yi got the recognition of the earth-level Wenbao, which has clearly told him... Lin Yi is really a sub-sage.

A poem on Yasheng's inscription, even if it is a rubbing copy, is a priceless treasure.

purchase!

Not hesitate to declare war with Qingping Academy, but also to buy it!

"You lunatic, who wants to declare war on you?" He Wancheng panicked.

As for?

Want to declare war in the name of the Academy for the rubbings of the poem on the plaque?

If this post was sent to Zhen Guo Holy Academy, the Holy Master would probably give them a severe reprimand.

He Wancheng gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me a reason, why do you want a rubbing copy of this poem on the plaque?"

"Daddy tell me what a fart!"

He Weijun speaks out, it is impossible for him to tell Lin Yi's secret to a third person.

This kind of good thing must be exclusive to him.

"Okay, if you don't say it, I won't let it go!" He Wancheng originally wanted to give up, but He Weijun's attitude made him feel a clue.

"Then let's talk about it first!"

He Weijun flew out of Wen Baohao's brush from his sleeve robe, quickly sketched, a tripod character was condensed, and quickly turned into a big tripod and slammed into He Wancheng.

"Come on, don't think daddy is afraid of you!"

He Wancheng also lost his temper.

In Wen Baohao's writing, it is also condensed into a tripod character, which turns into a ten-foot tripod, and the great tripod greets it.

when!

when!

The loud noise resounded through the entire Pingzhou Academy, and the powerful energy swept across, and the twenty-eight pillars in the main hall of the Academy directly burst into cracks.

Crunch!

The rubble crashed down...

"Stop fighting, you will be seriously injured if you lose, and you will lose money if you win...it's not worth it to anyone!"

Zheng Zhiqiu rushed over and saw that the main hall of the academy was crumbling, and his face turned pale with fright.

This damn thing is done with real knives and real guns!

As for?

"If you have something to say, talk about it. Besides, the poem on the plaque was written by Lin Yi. If he doesn't agree, can you still grab it?"

Zheng Zhiqiu persuaded him with kind words.

Damn it!

This is his Pingzhou Academy, he wants to fight at Qingping Academy, Junji Academy!

"exactly!"

He Weijun woke up suddenly after hearing what Zheng Zhiqiu said.

This is Lin Yi's poem on the plaque.

If Lin Yi is unhappy, it will backfire!

"Stop fighting!" He Weijun directly withdrew the Cultivation Base and landed on the ground, with his hands behind his back, squinting at He Wancheng.

He Wancheng heaved a sigh of relief, but his doubts were even bigger!

Why does this old man act like a different person every time he hears Lin Yi's name?

There must be something in here!

"Lin Yi's acquisition of the earth-level cultural treasure can only show that he has great potential, but... Junji Academy is not without people with great potential!" He Wancheng whispered in his heart.

Not long!

With the sound of dense footsteps, Lin Yi, Li Wenbo, his master and scholars rushed over.

Lin Yi was stunned when he saw that the main hall of the academy had turned into a dilapidated building, and said in a low voice, "Didn't the Fox Demon do this?"

Li Wenbo shook his head and said, "My lord, what is certain is that... the two directors did it!"

"madman!"

Lin Yi murmured in his heart, and at the same time he was a little confused about the masters of the two academies.

Isn't it the poem on the plaque?

Need a big fight? It's too hurtful!

"Lin Yi, you came just in time!"

He Weijun walked up to Lin Yi, without any nonsense, directly took out a thick stack of gold tickets from his sleeve robe, and stuffed them into Lin Yi's hand, "You will definitely not sell the original poem on this inscription, so this rubbing copy old man I want it, five hundred thousand taels of silver!"

Wow!

Zheng Zhiqiu, all the masters and scholars opened their mouths wide enough to stuff a duck egg.

so rich?

"This old man is crazy..."

He Wancheng cursed secretly in his heart, "The key is to pay back his mother's special money!"

He Weijun looked at He Wancheng sarcastically, and said, "I don't even bother to fight you, so I just ask you, can you afford this price?"

"Hmph, I can't afford it? Laugh!"

He Wancheng really couldn't afford it, but his self-esteem made it impossible for him to admit it, so he said disdainfully, "But I'm too lazy to compare myself to you, my generation of scholars, how can I always have the smell of copper in my mouth?"

He Weijun sneered and said, "Really? But you said that you have eaten a snake, and you have had a fishy smell in your mouth!"

"you……"

He Wancheng's face turned red instantly, and his breathing became heavy.

The corner of Lin Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

Good guy!

It seems that scholars in this world are not pedantic people who only know what they know.

But everyone is a talent!

"The two deans should stop arguing. If Dean He really wants it, he can sell it to you for half a million..."

Lin Yi didn't want He Weijun and He Wancheng to fight again, so he was the one to end the dispute.

"How about it?"

He Weijun glanced at He Wancheng provocatively.

Then he took out the rubbings, stood up in the air, and rubbed them on the plaque on the main hall of the academy.

He Wancheng gritted his teeth with hatred, and thought to himself, "This old man must know something? He is so upright...Su Huaizhi's adopted son, could it be?"

hum!

He Wancheng thought of a certain possibility, and his brain was buzzing at that moment.

check!

After returning to the academy, you must carefully check the historical facts in the palace.

Swish!

He Weijun finished rubbing quickly, he was in a good mood, he fell to the ground, and walked to Lin Yi's side.

Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, he said, "Lin Yi, can I ask you to...sign your name on the rubbings?"

"..."

Lin Yi froze for a moment.

Looking back, I found that Zheng Zhiqiu, Li Wenbo, all the masters and bachelors were all dumbfounded.

He was also quite puzzled, but he thought that this might be the same as selling books and giving autographs in his previous life.

"it is good!"

Lin Yi nodded, and was about to take out the Qinglang pen, but He Weijun handed Lin Yi his fine pen, and said with a smile, "Use the old man's, with ink on it!"

"Thank you!"

Lin Yi didn't think too much, took the pen and wrote the word 'Lin Yi'.

The light flashed, quickly restrained.

"Good word!"

He Weijun praised it loudly at that time, and carefully put away the rubbings and brush.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and thought to himself, "In the future, the rubbings of the poem on the inscription will be the poem of the Zhenyuan of my Junji Academy, which will be named by Yasheng!"

"And this sun-grade hair brush is the Zhenyuan's pen... Yasheng used it!"

He Weijun smiled contentedly, today is really fruitful!