Evil Master and Disciple

Lin Yi entered the palace in a carriage in the morning.

Completely different from the depressed look he had when he left the palace a few days ago, his cultivation has now recovered to a large extent and he looks full of energy.

The feeling that I am the chosen one filled every drop of blood and every pore in his body.

After Lin Yi entered the palace, he did not return to his own bedroom, but wandered around the palace alone.

Of course, it can't be considered as strolling around.

His ultimate goal is to replace the Sword of the Nation.

That is a peerless divine weapon. If he can obtain it and refine it, not to mention Ye Feng, even Fu Jinghong and others will not be taken seriously by him.

At noon, Lin Yi came to the main hall that had been passed down by word of mouth among the common people.

This is the place where His Majesty the Emperor holds grand court meetings with civil and military officials, and it is rarely used under normal circumstances.

The national sword was not hung outside the hall, but inside the hall, above the magnificent dragon throne, there was a long sword that was not inserted into the scabbard.

I don’t know how many years this sword has been hanging here, and there is already a layer of rust on the sword.

Even so, His Majesty did not have it taken down and wiped or polished.

Just as the royal family had long forgotten that the Jade Crown Needle had been kept in the Jiaotai Hall for many years, during the long years of stability, they also forgot the original name of the sword and only remembered that it was called the National Sword.

Looking at the rusty appearance of this sword, it seems far from being a divine sword.

However, the kings of all generations still abided by the teachings of their ancestors and never took the sword off.

There is no grand court meeting today. There are only two imperial guards guarding the main hall, and the defense is very lax.

As the King of Ning, Lin Yi walked into the main hall without being stopped by the imperial guards at the gate.

There was no one in the hall, and two royal guards were guarding on both sides of the hall, making it impossible to see what was happening inside, which made it easier for Lin Yi to steal the magic sword.

He looked up at the rusty sword hanging under the plaque in the main hall, his eyes filled with unconcealable excitement and madness.

He looked back outside the hall and found it empty. He used his telekinesis and found no other human presence within a hundred feet except for the two lazy royal guards guarding the door.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, unable to bear the call of the magic sword any longer. He tapped his toes slightly, and his whole body floated up gently.

He flew silently to the plaque of the Main Hall and looked outside again.

Then he began to reach out to untie the national sword.

The national sword was hung by an iron chain as thick as a thumb, but it was not completely wrapped around it. There was a small ring under the chain, and the sword was inserted into the ring, hanging down at a slightly tilted angle.

Lin Yi took a closer look at the national sword in front of him. Whether it was the size, style, or the rust on it, it was almost exactly the same as the fake Red Scale Sword that Envoy Bai had given him.

This made Lin Yi sigh again.

This Red Scale Divine Sword has never left the Great Hall. I never thought that the Lord could actually make a fake that is almost identical even to the rust.

I have a better understanding of the Lord's extraordinary abilities.

He slowly reached out and grasped the hilt of the Red Scale Sword. To prevent the iron chain from shaking and making noise, he gently pulled the Red Scale Sword upwards from the ring of the chain.

Everything was normal at first, but when half of the sword was pulled out of the ring, the people of the entire capital suddenly felt the ground tremble slightly at the same time.

Su Xiaoli, who was drinking tea in the small courtyard, suddenly put down the teacup, frowned slightly, and looked around.

In a small courtyard not far from her, Zhang Qingyun, who was performing a monkey show, slowly stood up, holding a small whip, with a surprised expression.

The two saints in the Saints' Building, as well as several other sub-saints still in the capital, also felt that something was wrong at the same time.

These big men hiding in the capital all felt that the slight vibration was unusual, but they didn't know what was wrong.

As for the cultivators with low cultivation like Ye Feng, or the millions of mortals in the capital, they all felt the same, as if a heavy object fell from above, without making any sound, but with some slight vibration.

Lin Yi was unaware of the unusual movements in the capital when he drew out the national sword.

He quickly pulled the national sword out of the iron ring.

After the magic sword completely left the iron ring, another shock swept across the entire capital.

This time the shock was much more violent than the previous one.

Those top powerhouses have already sensed that this mysterious power comes from the imperial city.

The seventh floor of the Sage Building.

Qiu Changlin's face was solemn. He said, "Old Wen, did you feel it?"

Old Man Wen nodded slowly and said, "It seems to be coming from the inner city of the imperial palace. Could something have happened in the inner city?"

Their Confucianism and the royal family are closely interdependent. If something happens to the royal family, it is very likely to affect Confucianism.

Moreover, recently, because of the suspected discovery of the Jade Crown Needle in Jiaotai Palace, Si Tianjian has been ready to take action.

Although he didn't quite believe that Yunxuzi would dare to go to Jiaotai Palace and forcibly remove the Jade Crown Needle in broad daylight, these two energy fluctuations were truly unusual.

So Qiu Changlin and Wen Lianggong immediately cast a spell.

The two of them chanted something at the same time, practicing the Confucian method of saying what they mean and what they say.

"I should be in Jiaotai Hall now."

Before he finished speaking, the two elders disappeared in an instant, and almost at the same time, they appeared outside the gate of Jiaotai Hall.

The sudden and unexpected appearance of the Two Saints startled the dozens of Imperial Guards outside the Jiaotai Palace.

After seeing clearly that they were the two sub-saints, the royal guards saluted one after another.

Wen Lianggong asked, "Did anything happen here today?"

The leader of the Imperial Guard shook his head and said, "Mr. Wen, there is nothing unusual."

Qiu Changlin and Wen Lianggong walked into the Jiaotai Hall together. At this moment, there were two old Confucian scholars in the hall. They were the two old men who discovered the jade crown needle that night.

When questioned, the two old men also said that everything was normal in Jiaotai Hall today and no suspicious people had come.

This greatly surprised Qiu Changlin and Wen Lianggong.

If something didn't happen in Jiaotai Hall, then where did the two short energy fluctuations just now come from?

Lin Yi walked out of the Main Hall not far from the Jiaotai Hall with a calm expression.

He didn't show any abnormality, and after coming out, he even stretched.

Everything went so smoothly that he couldn't believe it.

I thought that Confucianism had really declined. Even if the sub-saints of Confucianism did not know that the National Guarding Sword was the Red Scale Sword, one of the ten divine weapons, they should have taken some defensive measures against the National Guarding Sword.

As a result, he swaggered into the hall, took out his sword, changed the sword, and walked out. The whole process took no more than half a cup of tea, but none of the so-called sub-sages of Confucianism noticed his actions.

Lin Yi felt secretly proud in his heart, and then walked out of the palace.