I Possess a Scroll of Demon-Subduing Records

The person lying on the board remained lying on the board, while He Dong and Bai Lianxian were teaching their respective subjects. He Dong taught magic, and Bai Lianxian taught physical skills.

However, after watching for ten seconds, Lin Yi felt that the physical techniques taught by Bai Lianxian were a bit unorthodox.

That pose is so alluring!

She was indeed a snake spirit; her body's flexibility far surpassed that of others.

Lin Yi even suspected that she could lick herself after bending over backwards... cough cough, that's not a very appropriate example.

In short, after seeing the snake spirit, Lin Yi felt that he wanted to release some of his energy again.

"It must be because I've broken through too quickly recently, and I have an excess of energy. This is a problem!"

Lin Yi stated that he was absolutely not being coy.

With only a little catgirl and a sword by his side, he dared not harbor any ill intentions.

After checking on his own people, Lin Yi went to spy on the enemy as usual.

Qianhuan Guiji is truly persistent. She transformed all the ghosts summoned by the Yin Gathering Array into cultivation power. Although the speed of improvement is not fast, it is still steady progress.

"Just you wait, I'll give Lin Yi a big surprise when she gets back."

Qianhuan Guiji left a harsh statement in front of Jiang Linglong's coffin lid, and she made her decision.

She certainly wouldn't kill Lin Yi, but she was determined to imprison him by her side, just as she was imprisoned now, so that Lin Yi would never be able to leave her.

Lin Yi also saw the change in Qianhuan Guiji's mentality through the status bar of the Demon-Slaying Manual, and his face twitched slightly.

What did I do to make you so obsessed...?

Lin Yi sighed inwardly, realizing he needed to improve his cultivation level as soon as possible.

Lin Yi was worried that if Jiang Linglong lay in the coffin for too long, she might one day fly into a rage and scatter all of Qianhuan Guiji's ashes.

After watching "The Thousand Illusions of the Ghost Princess," Lin Yi was even less inclined to watch Su Xian'er and Yan Qingqiu.

However, not wanting to waste the daily observation opportunity, Lin Yi still took a look.

Su Xian'er didn't do anything special; she seemed to be meditating and cultivating, with her seven tails swaying behind her. Her cave dwelling was no different from a human's residence.

Lin Yi didn't see any useful information this time, and he wondered what happened to her after her last trip to Longhu Mountain.

Unfortunately, this observation only lasted ten seconds. I saw a little bit of something, but there was no follow-up. It would have been better not to have looked at it at all!

Lin Yi mentally scoffed and moved on to observe the next person.

Coincidentally, Yan Qingqiu was taking a bath again.

However, she wasn't taking off her clothes; instead, she was sitting in the bathtub with only her head and neck exposed. Even in this situation, it still stirred up all sorts of fantasies, making one want to peer through the water to see what was below.

I could only vaguely see a white mass; I couldn't make it out clearly.

Is this vixen a bath addict? Every time I see her, she's taking a bath, but I never see the crucial parts. It's so annoying.

After observing, Lin Yi began his cultivation on his own.

Without monsters to kill, he had to cultivate on his own. He couldn't rely solely on cheats, as that would make him lazy.

Both Qi cultivation and spirit cultivation require personal effort, and currently we are only at the second rank, far behind body cultivation.

Enlightenment is a slow and meticulous process, and Lin Yi is not in a hurry. He has now grasped the concepts of water, fire, earth, and wood, but the water, earth, and wood elements are not yet solid enough, and he has not yet grasped the metal element. Lin Yi does not want to rush into a breakthrough; it is best to solidify his foundation first.

And so, Lin Yi quietly settled into the nameless inn in Baishui County.

On the same day, Chen Nan, in the name of Princess Tianxuan, issued a proclamation to the world, formally announcing her rebellion.

The proclamation spread throughout the land in just one day. Xiao Zhao was furious because the proclamation detailed his collusion with demons to buy and sell civilians and his use of demons to trade with the Northern Wei. As for rebellion, compared to these two points, it was nothing.

Rebellion is a matter of the victors taking all, there's nothing more to say about it.

Dynastic changes are no longer unusual; might makes right.

But colluding with the Northern Wei is tantamount to being an internal traitor, and colluding with demons to harm civilians is tantamount to betraying the human race.

If these two conditions are confirmed, there will be no place for Xiao Zhao in the world.

In the imperial court, Xiao Zhao looked at the proclamation and unleashed a thunderous rage.

"How dare he slander me! My beloved ministers, I believe none of you doubt me, do you?"

The courtiers remained silent, but in their hearts they already believed the proclamation to some extent.

Xiao Zhao's threats left no room for criticism; anyone who dared to doubt him would never see the sun rise again.

"Your Majesty is wise."

Immediately, Xiao Zhao issued an order to mobilize troops; in fact, the order to mobilize troops had already been issued long ago.

After the court assembly ended, Xiao Zhao held the proclamation, his back still drenched in cold sweat.

Scholars are truly terrifying. If he weren't the one being attacked, he would feel indignant upon seeing such a proclamation and would wish to join the army to punish him.

"No, I must find a great Confucian scholar to help me clear my name."

Xiao Zhao hinted at his idea to someone. That's one of the advantages of being an emperor; as long as you have an idea, someone will find a way to help you realize it.

Someone suggested that there was a reclusive scholar named Lu Yuanhua in Shushan outside the city, who was a first-class scholar of the time.

Emperor Xiao Zhao had heard of this great Confucian scholar, but as the emperor, it was inconvenient for him to lower himself to befriend him. So he immediately drafted an imperial edict and sent palace servants up the mountain to summon Lu Yuanhua to the palace for an audience with the emperor.

The palace servant who delivered the imperial edict arrived at the foot of the mountain but had no chance to go up; he only received a single sentence.

"Be steadfast in your beliefs and love learning, and uphold the righteous path even unto death. Do not enter a dangerous country, nor reside in a chaotic one. When the world is governed by the Way, appear; when it is not, remain hidden. In a well-governed country, to be poor and lowly is a disgrace; in a poorly governed country, to be rich and noble is a disgrace."

The palace servants received the imperial edict and wanted to go up the mountain, but they could not take another step and could only return to the palace with these words.

On the mountain, Lu Yuanhua looked solemnly at his disciples and sighed, "Disaster is coming. You may take the books I placed in the mountain of books with you. But when you travel in the future, you must not mention my name."

"teacher……"

The students were bewildered and didn't understand what the teacher meant. They were reading their books in peace when the teacher suddenly said that, and they had no idea what was going on.

Only one girl remained calm and composed, quietly pulling a boy beside her as they retreated.

After Lu Yuanhua dismissed the others, she and the young man beside her had already packed their bags.

"Master, where do we go next?"

Lu Yuanhua smiled. He liked this girl very much; she was quick-witted and understood him well.

Now that he had some free time, he asked, "Guess?"

"When the state is in chaos, one should remain in hiding, but Master probably doesn't want to endure this any longer. If I'm not mistaken, Master wants to go find Princess Tianxuan. Are we going to Northern Wei?"

Chapter 370 What kind of bad intentions could a cat have?

The young men and women that Lu Yuanhua still kept by his side were naturally Gu Tingxuan and Gu Tinglan, descendants of the Gu family.

After being accepted as a disciple by Lu Yuanhua, Gu Tinglan stopped hiding her talents and began to show her abilities and intelligence, which Lu Yuanhua appreciated.

In comparison, Gu Tingxuan paled in comparison.

Just like now, as he listened to their conversation, his mind was a complete mess.

Why are we going to find Princess Tianxuan?

Why go to Northern Wei to find Princess Tianxuan?

However, Gu Tingxuan and Gu Tinglan had been spending time together, and she would never have spoken like that if she wasn't absolutely certain.

As expected, Lu Yuanhua smiled broadly and praised, "Tinglan has won my heart."

Lu Yuanhua had more considerations for this trip north.

His time was running out; he could no longer protect Gu Tinglan and Gu Tingxuan. Both of them were quite talented and very diligent in their studies. It was about time for them to go out and make their own way in the world.

Furthermore, given the current circumstances, it would indeed be unwise to remain in the mountain of books. A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall, and he also has his own principles; he would never risk his life for Xiao Zhao.

Leaving is the best option.

A wise person acts in accordance with the times, and heading north is precisely in line with nature.

If Xiao Yue becomes a wise ruler, she will definitely go north. If he goes to Northern Wei, he will be able to meet Xiao Yue and naturally assist her.

If Xiao Yue is not capable of being cultivated, the momentum she has created is destined to be nothing more than a flash in the pan. In that case, this trip north is just to find an old friend to entrust with the affairs after her death.

It's a pity that his flickering candle can no longer burn.

Gu Tinglan was so sensible that she and Gu Tingxuan had already packed their things, so the three of them set off at a leisurely pace, so fast that Xiao Zhao didn't even have time to react.

The messenger had just returned to the palace when Lu Yuanhua and his two disciples had already gone far away.

When Xiao Zhao, in a fit of anger, dispatched troops to surround Shushan, the place was already deserted.

Xiao Zhao was furious!

What's most infuriating is that Lu Yuanhua not only ran away, but also left behind that one sentence, which is like putting those still in the court on a hot plate to roast.

As the ancient sages said, it is shameful for a country to be rich and noble when the state is not well governed. How thick-skinned must these people be to continue to hold office?

The impact of Lu Yuanhua's single sentence on the imperial court was no less than that of the thousand-word proclamation, and perhaps even greater.

Xiao Zhao had witnessed firsthand the destructive power of a scholar's words.

It was precisely because he witnessed it that he became even angrier.

He is clearly destined for greatness, so why is the whole world against him?

In his fury, Xiao Zhao was about to order the arrest of Lu Yuanhua when, fortunately, Yan Qingqiu arrived.

"With this imperial decree, the nation's five-year destiny may only have three years left."

Yan Qingqiu's simple words struck a chord with Xiao Zhao. His anger, which had been burning within him, was now like a bucket of cold water being poured over him, chilling him to the bone.

Xiao Zhao was not stupid. If he were, he would not have become emperor, nor could he have won over so many soldiers to fight for him.

Yan Qingqiu only gave him a hint, and he instantly came to his senses.

He knew he had overreacted, because the sudden loss of three years of imperial fortune and the subsequent rebellion had clouded his judgment with anger.

Thinking it over carefully, if he were to issue a warrant for Lu Yuanhua's arrest and fail to capture him, he would become a laughing stock. If he were to capture him and kill him, it would still attract the attention of the world.

This would do him no good at all, and with so many people in the court, there would always be one or two hotheads who, even if he were to use his military might, might not be able to subdue them.

If one thinks of using force to suppress everything, then that is truly a sign of national ruin.