Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 747: A gentleman should be honest, and so should an ordinary man

Ye Feng didn't know that he had already been exposed.

He was now standing in front of Qiu Changlin, his eyes shifting between Qiu Changlin and the bamboo slips on the low table.

Now another brainstorm began in his mind.

He was using the knowledge of mathematics, physics and chemistry he had learned in his previous life to perform various calculations.

He grabbed the bamboo slips and turned to flee. How far was the staircase from here? Could he escape before the old man could react?

Various linear equations and square roots of two variables were spinning in Ye Feng's mind.

He felt that his chances of success were about 50%.

It takes time for people to react.

He could easily get the bamboo slips and escape to the sixth floor within a second.

In ten seconds at most, he could escape from the Saint's Building.

This old man looks so old and breathes so heavily, he is definitely not a hidden master like our ancestor.

There is a chance to escape before the other party reacts.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his hand.

When the hand was about to touch the bamboo slips.

Suddenly, an old voice came to my ears.

"Sir, visiting late at night without knocking or giving a visiting card is not the way of a gentleman."

Ye Feng was startled, his body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to look at Qiu Changlin.

But I saw that the old man was still reading seriously.

"Hallucination? Am I hallucinating?"

At this moment, Qiu Changlin suddenly looked up and glanced at him.

Said: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"what!"

Ye Feng screamed and retreated several feet in an instant.

"You...you...are you a human or a ghost?"

Qiu Changlin chuckled and said, "Of course I am a human being, but you, young master, seem to be acting suspiciously here so late at night."

Ye Feng let out a strange cry and was about to run away.

I turned around and was dumbfounded.

I saw that the stairs I had just come from had disappeared.

"What's going on? Where are the stairs? Break through the roof and get out..."

When a thief is discovered, his first reaction is to run away.

It turned out that the way we came had disappeared.

He immediately thought of a good idea, which was to rush directly to the roof above his head.

"Sir, I advise you not to do this."

Qiu Changlin turned a page and continued reading.

Ye Feng forced himself to calm down and shouted, "You...can you see me?"

"You're not a real ghost, so I can see it naturally."

"How is that possible! I have an invisibility charm on me!"

"Oh, young master, you may not know that in the Sage Building, apart from spiritual consciousness and telekinesis, you cannot activate any magical powers or spells, including invisibility."

Qiu Changlin said casually.

"What? I don't believe it!"

"You can try it, sir."

Ye Feng tapped his toes, thought about it, and prepared to fly out of the roof.

"I fly! I fly!"

Ye Feng jumped a few times but remained in the same place.

"Damn, where is my sword-wielding skill? Have I become a mortal?" Ye Feng was shocked.

Ever since I reached the level of flying, I have never been unable to fly like I am now.

"I've said that no magic can be cast here. Of course, except for Confucian magic."

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly.

He finally understood why Su Xiaoli sternly stopped him from causing trouble for Lin Yi last night.

After all, I underestimated Confucian magic.

Damn it, with such a high level of cultivation, he actually became a mortal!

"Do you follow your words?"

"Oh, you do have some understanding of our Confucian lineage."

Although Ye Feng was shocked at this moment, he remained calm.

He put away the purple-green sword, and with a thought, he took out a stack of talismans from the black silk bracelet.

This is a Confucian talisman he wrote with his magic pen. Since the old man said that only Confucian magic can be activated here, then his talisman should be useful.

If it really doesn't work, I still have the magic pen of Dingshanhe on me.

Just escape from this room and you'll be fine.

Ye Feng clutched a handful of Confucian talismans and said with a bow, "I, Meng Lang, am sorry for trespassing here. I beg your pardon, sir, for not asking your name."

"Qiu Changlin."

"Qiu... Changlin? Are you Qiu Changlin, the leader of the sub-saints?"

Ye Feng was shocked.

I didn't expect to hit a wall tonight.

While at Yueyang Tower, Master Yi, who was eager to accept a disciple, talked to him about some current affairs of Confucianism.

Among them are six sub-sages and the Confucian realm.

According to the level classification of the world of cultivation, the combat power of the Confucian Sage Realm is comparable to that of the masters of the Heavenly Stop Realm in the world of cultivation.

The sub-sage realm corresponds to the realm of transformation into emptiness.

Although the six sub-saints in the world today are a bit underrated, the chief of the sub-saints, Qiu Changlin, should not be too underrated. Even if his combat power has not reached the Void Transformation Realm, it is at least at the peak of the Heavenly Man Realm.

I haven't even reached the Guiyuan realm.

I didn't expect to meet Qiu Changlin, the sub-sage, in the Sage Building tonight.

Qiu Changlin asked, "Who is it, young master?"

Ye Feng's eyes were wide open as he spun around.

Just as he was about to start making up a story, Qiu Changlin suddenly said calmly, "A gentleman should be honest, and so should an ordinary man."

Ye Feng immediately said: "My name is Ye Feng, the senior disciple of Master Yulong of Yunhai Sect."

After saying that, Ye Feng realized something was wrong and immediately covered his mouth with his hand. However, his face was now covered with a black cloth, and the action of covering his mouth looked very funny.

"Damn, what's going on? Why did you say what was really on your mind?"

"Hiss, are you Ye Feng?"

Qiu Changlin finally raised his head and looked at Ye Feng in surprise.

"Have you heard my story?"

"Little Immortal Poet, your name is now well-known in the world. Master Ye, why are you here so late at night?"

Ye Feng was about to say that he was a scholar and had heard that the Hanlin Academy was an important place of literature and art, so he planned to come here to study. However, he was stopped at the gate of the imperial city when he came during the day, so he sneaked in at night.

The idea was beautiful, but when he opened his mouth he said, "Some time ago I met Mr. Yi at Yueyang Tower. I heard Mr. Yi say that a part of the dynasty's luck was sealed in the Hanlin Academy. I plan to absorb some of the dynasty's luck tonight..."

After saying that, he covered his mouth again.

This scene is really too weird.

This was the second time he had encountered this situation.

The first time was in the bamboo forest on the back mountain of Xingluo Peak. Under the gaze of the old man Zhang Qingyun, he blurted out what was in his heart.

Ye Feng suddenly understood in his heart that this was also a Confucian magic.

The solution is not difficult, just keep quiet.

As long as you answer the old man's question, it must be the truth.

You can deal with it by not answering or refusing to answer.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng covered his mouth and responded carefully in his heart.

But I can't reveal my identity as a time traveler.

"Master Yi? Are you talking about Yi Yunhan?"

"Yes, it was him. I became his disciple at Yueyang Tower."

"Haha, what virtue and ability does this old man Yi have? He is a pedantic scholar who can't even write a decent poem. How can he be your teacher?"

It is said that intellectuals look down on each other, and this is absolutely true.

When mentioning Yi Yunhan, Qiu Changlin showed a hint of disdain in his eyes.

However, as the chief sage of Confucianism, Qiu Changlin has the qualifications to mock Yi Yunhan.