Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"Provoke! Your brother Long is a dragon!"

Tang Wan was like a bolt from the blue, and Zhou Li was covered in a mess with his stupid jokes.

"It's not that you are a bad joke stressor, I haven't even told you how you got stressed out first?"

Zhou Li asked puzzledly.

"got used to."

Tang Wan returned to normal in an instant, and the speed of her facial expression changing was as fast as her eating speed.

Sitting on Zhou Li's bed, Tang Wan asked Zhou Li curiously, "So, the prime minister is not just one person?"

“There are many answers to this question.”

Rubbing his brows, Zhou Li said, "He is not a human being, because he is a magical little object with seventeen souls in a human body. At the same time, he is not a person, because he has the memories of seventeen people. However, he is still a person, because he only has memories, not seventeen consciousnesses, and he does not have any split personality."

"So, we have to fight seventeen people?"

Tang Wan, lying on the bed, turned over with her white and tender feet raised behind her, and got to the point directly: "And they are seventeen people who carry the dragon and tiger energy of the Ming Dynasty?"

"To be precise, these are seventeen people who carry two-thirds of the dragon and tiger energy of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhou Li said with a headache: "It's difficult."

"How does Li Kuan know so much?"

Tang Wan was a little confused, "Wasn't he demoted here?"

"It's hard to explain it to you in one breath. You can probably understand it as Li Kuan did it, Li Kuan wanted to die, but Li Kuan didn't die."

Tang Wan's eyes turned and he understood.

Don’t worry about whether your understanding is correct or not, as long as you understand it.

"That's troublesome~~~"

Tang Wan lay flat on the bed, with her round toes against the wall, trying to straighten her back. "This is two-thirds of the dragon and tiger energy in the entire Ming Dynasty. Whoever touches it will die."

Zhou Li is now somewhat glad that he met Shangguan Hong in advance. If Shangguan Hong felt that his swordsmanship had mastered the art and wanted to assassinate him directly, they could probably have a feast together now.

Dragon and tiger energy, spiritual energy, and immortal energy.

It is difficult to tell the pros and cons of the three cultivation methods of Daming, they are just different.

Spiritual energy and immortal energy are demands made on nature. Practitioners need to sense the existence of spiritual energy and immortal energy, guide themselves, and accommodate these two kinds of energy.

Dragon and tiger energy is a bit special, it is not obtained through cultivation, but comes from the "conferring" of official positions by the court. And although the amount of dragon and tiger energy is related to the rank, it is not so closely related to the official position in a sense.

For example, the fifth-rank imperial clerk of the Ming Dynasty was an idle official with no power. However, since his duty was to guard the dragon chariot and prevent anyone from colliding with the emperor, he had the dragon and tiger energy of a fifth-rank official. On the contrary, for example, although the prince's tutor was a second-rank official, since this position did not require much dragon and tiger energy, the court would only give him dragon and tiger energy of about the fifth rank.

In other words, the dragon and tiger energy is given by the imperial court. As long as it is within certain rules, the imperial court can give as much as it wants and take away as it wants.

This leads to a problem. If in the official history of the Ming Dynasty, there was a prime minister who was powerful and had evil intentions, he would be beheaded the next day. In the era of supreme imperial power, if anyone dared to anger the emperor, no matter how high the official was, his head would fall off, unless he was in a dynasty where half of his body was buried in the ground.

But the Ming Dynasty in this world is different.

Controlling two-thirds of the dragon and tiger energy of the Ming Dynasty, this means that in a sense, the prime minister's actual power has surpassed that of the emperor, and the number of troops he can mobilize is already greater than that of the emperor. What's more terrifying is that this prime minister with 17 genius brains formed a clique for personal gain, promoted and suppressed people during the years when the emperor was seriously ill. At least 70% of the people in the court were promoted by him.

In other words, the prime minister is actually the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, except that he is not the emperor. In terms of real power and reputation, the prime minister of this generation has reached an unimaginable level. It is to the extent that Sima Yi drools at the sight of it, and Wang Mang is deeply distressed by it.

This is a very difficult situation.

“That makes sense, actually.”

At this moment, Shangguan Hong, who had been silent all this time, spoke up and said to the two of them, "Didn't you two meet the Grand Protector Yu before? Look at it from another perspective. If the emperor hadn't fallen into such a predicament, would he still ask you for help?"

Zhou Li took out the imperial gold medal, looked at it, and said, "What the lady said is very right. In fact, I was thinking at that time, if the Ming Dynasty really had trouble because of the prime minister, why didn't they just kill the prime minister. Now it seems that the emperor is probably the person who is least able to kill the prime minister."

No one is available.

This is the most embarrassing thing for the Ming Emperor Zhu Gaochi.

No wonder a playboy like Zhang Suohao could hold some military power. Now it seems that there are probably very few people in the Ming Dynasty whom the emperor can trust.

"Join the Emperor to kill the Prime Minister?"

Yu Sui made a very constructive suggestion.

"That's a good strategy, but I'd like to modify it a little."

Zhou Li touched his chin and said, "The biggest problem now is that the prime minister has 60% of the dragon and tiger energy of the Ming Dynasty. Even if we kill the prime minister, once this 60% dragon and tiger energy riots, the only difference between the end of the capital and Gui Daozi is that it will not be as delicious."

This is the case now.

The prime minister is a bomb that will explode if he is killed. But at the same time, because there is too much gunpowder in the bomb, he is also very powerful, and he can distribute the gunpowder to other people to deal with his enemies.

This is the enemy Zhou Li and his men are facing.

"this····"

Even Tang Wan was in a dilemma. "We can't kill him, so what if we let him resign?"

"Can it be done?"

Zhou Li sighed, "Li Kuan told me that according to common sense, this prime minister should have a vital point controlled by the emperor. But the question is, looking at the current situation, does this vital point seem to be effective?"

Also.

Scratching his hair in annoyance, Tang Wan felt for a moment that the prime minister was like a soft, exploding cockroach egg covered with a layer of shit. It was impossible to eat it, beat it, or kill it. It was difficult to decide.

"What should I do then?"

Yu Sui became even more annoyed, "Why don't I go and have a fight with him."

"Pull it."

Zhou Li poked Yu Sui's forehead and said, "It's one thing for you to explode, but it's another thing for you to explode or not. Do you really think the prime minister can easily let you get close to him to activate the backup hidden energy?"

"So annoying."

Puffing up her cheeks, Yu Sui said sullenly, "It's neither this nor that. What should we do?"

"A Hundred Flowers Banquet."

With a long sigh of relief, Zhou Li said, "The Hundred Flowers Banquet is the only chance."

"Hundred Flowers Banquet?"

Yu Sui and Shangguan Hong were both a little confused.

"Yes, the Hundred Flowers Banquet."

Zhu Qianyun, dressed in black, pushed the door open and walked directly to the bedside, holding Tang Wan in her arms, and then pulled out a chair and sat on it. She looked at everyone and said seriously, "The Hundred Flowers Banquet is divided into three parts: Heaven, Earth, and Man. Among them, Man means having fun with the people and not going home until drunk. Earth means offering sacrifices to the earth and following the will of heaven."

"At the Tianzi Hundred Flowers Banquet, the emperor and his ministers gather in the Hundred Flowers Garden. There is no etiquette between the emperor and his subjects, no hierarchy, only feasting and joy." "At the Tianzi Hundred Flowers Banquet, no weapons or followers are allowed, and no magic can be performed at will. The Nine Turns and Nine Convergence Formation is set up at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, and no one is allowed to use spiritual energy, dragon and tiger energy, and immortal energy."

Zhu Qianyun, who was beginning to rub her hair, looked at Zhou Li with a serious expression and said in a firm tone: "My uncle can't be shooting without a purpose. He must have his reasons for asking us to attend the Baihua Banquet. Therefore, the Baihua Banquet is a good time for us to take action."

"You cannot bring weapons, followers, cast spells, or use the three energies..."

After a brief thought, Tang Wan asked in astonishment: "Hand-to-hand combat?"

"The only solution is to fight to the death."

Zhou Li said in a deep voice: "No second thoughts."

"If I had a weapon..."

Shangguan Hong frowned, "If a swordsman has no sword, my strength will probably be greatly reduced."

"The emperor can wear a sword."

Zhu Qianyun, who knew everything about the royal family, said decisively: "Seize the sword and kill the person. It's that simple."

"What about the Dragon and Tiger Qi riot?"

Yu Sui asked.

"How many people are there in the Lizi class?"

Zhou Li suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

"Seventeen people."

Shangguan Hong said bluntly.

Then, she froze.

Tang Wan and Yu Sui were also stunned.

"Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

Zhou Li raised his head, with only indifference and mocking smile in his eyes.

"The Prime Minister is the will of seventeen people. There are seventeen people in the Lizi class."

"If Ye Chong hadn't died, wouldn't the seventeen of us be the best replacements?"

There are seventeen students in the Li Zi class.

At the beginning, there were actually more than thirty people in the Li Zi class, but later they were eliminated one after another, and in the end only seventeen people were left.

Zhou Li, Ye Chong, Shangguanhong, Zhu Qianyun, Tang Wan, Bai Sha, Wang Buqu, Liu Chongan, Wei Wuji, Zhao Yun, Huang Jun, Yu Sui, Lu Anping, Huang Yi, Sun Defeng, Li Qiongyu, An Wen.

These seventeen people formed the later Li Zi class.

In fact, the number 17 was very strange. A normal Imperial College class usually had around 20 students. If it was an elite class led by an old scholar, the class would be streamlined and kept to less than 10 students.

But the Li class had only 17 people, which was a very strange number, but no one had ever doubted it. But now thinking about it, Zhou Li and others began to think about what happened to Ye Chong's death.

Ye Chong’s death has always been a knot that all the students in the Li Zi class could not untie.

They never understood why the gentle and kind young man would go to such a point. He was obviously not a pedantic person and it was impossible for him to be unable to open his mouth because of the so-called "face", but he was killed by that man because of ridiculous gambling. Even Zhou Li did not investigate the truth, and only thought that it was the prime minister's son who coveted Ye Chong's sister's appearance and wanted to remove Ye Chong, the obstacle, so he took action.

But now, they seem to have touched the edge of the truth.

Seventeen is now sixteen.

"Yes, seventeen people."

In the old scholar's wooden house, he was sitting on a recliner with a cup of tea in his hand. He did not look like the high-spirited old general, but just an ordinary old man.

"The emperor ordered me to set up my own class. He gave me great authority and resources. He even spread the news that I opened an elite class in Beiliang to various places and secretly selected the best students to send to Beiliang."

In the cabin, the old scholar looked at the people in front of him, as if he had returned to the afternoon when the Lizi class was just formed, gentle and calm, "The only requirement is that I must bring out seventeen people. These seventeen people must be the chosen ones of heaven, the most intelligent young people."

"Didn't the Emperor say anything else?"

Zhou Li asked.

"No····"

The old scholar sighed. He looked particularly old at this moment, and his eyes were full of gloom. "Later, I more or less guessed something. Li Kuan's arrival in Beiliang further confirmed my guess. But I never expected that the prime minister would rather give up his son and destroy the Lizi class... It's my fault. I didn't make plans in advance. I just thought that this thing would not happen, and the seventeen of you would become the pillars of the Ming Dynasty."

"Why not?"

Zhou Li asked this question, but he knew everything before the old scholar answered.

“That’s how old things are.”

The old scholar smiled bitterly, his voice becoming a little heavy. "With your self-righteous arrogance, you thought that you knew you couldn't do anything and that I should do everything. But in the end, it was Zhou Li who did what I didn't do and took on what I should have taken on."

Zhou Li knew that before he chopped down with his sword, the old scholar's arrow was already on the string.

"Guard Beiliang for us."

Zhou Li did not comfort the old scholar. He knew that the incident that year almost broke the old man's spirit. If Zhou Li had not survived and the news from the Lizi class had not been gradually transmitted back, he would probably have been unable to pick up the longbow and draw the bowstring.

"One is missing."

Zhou Li said: "If there is one more, we will be seventeen people, and there will also be seventeen people in the prime minister's mind."

Everyone was speechless.

"I will kill him."

Gritting her teeth, Shangguan Hong's eyes were filled with rage. She looked at her sword and said word by word: "Cut me into pieces!"

Zhou Li was not sure whether the "Seventeen" in the Li character class was a coincidence, but he was sure that Seventeen and the prime minister were definitely related.

The prime minister's son showed up at a very clever time. If it had been a little later or earlier, the ending of the Lizi class would not have been like this. Ye Chong's death was a huge blow to the Lizi class, not to mention that Zhou Li was "killed" by the prime minister afterwards, which made the Lizi class completely fall apart.

Not only did they destroy the backbone of the Li class, they also killed their soul.

"Unfortunately, he still miscalculated."

The prime minister might have been right about one thing, that is, killing Ye Chong and deposing Zhou Li could indeed completely disband the Li character class. The old scholar also fell into disgrace and could no longer establish the Li character class.

But he was wrong a little.

The Li class members left and went to different parts of the world. Shangguan Hong practiced sword, Zhu Qianyun returned to Beijing, Tang Cen became Tang Wan and found Zhou Li, Baisha joined the Baicao Sect...
Taking a long breath, Zhou Li said softly:

"The Lizi class was disbanded, but the people's hearts remained."

"Seventeen people from the Li character class are reborn again." (End of this chapter)