Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng pushed open the small wooden door that was the only entrance and exit to the Saint Building.

This made Hong Jiu feel a little strange.

The Sage's Building, which is famous throughout the world and regarded as a supreme holy place by scholars, not only has a strange shape and no windows, but even its door is so small.

This wooden door is very small, and tall people would probably have to bend down and lower their heads to pass through.

This is not what the Saint Building should look like.

Walking into the mysterious Sage Building, there are many bookshelves on the first floor.

This is similar to what Hong Jiu thought.

It’s a holy place for scholars, how can it be without books?

Ye Feng proudly introduced the Saint Building to Hong Jiu.

The Sage Building existed at about the same time as the founding of the Daqian Dynasty.

More than three thousand years ago, the Dali Dynasty declined, and the founding emperor of the Daqian Dynasty was a general of the Dali Dynasty who commanded a large number of troops.

It was with the help of Confucianism that he overthrew the Dali Dynasty and established Daqian.

After the establishment of Daqian, Confucianism was treated well.

The system of aristocratic families was abolished and the imperial examination was vigorously promoted again. At one time, people all over the world began to study in order to pursue a career in the government.

The Confucian master who helped Daqian establish the country, after accumulating enough luck, ascended to become a saint and built this strangely shaped Saint Building deep in the Hanlin Academy.

As Ye Feng boasted, every place in the Sage Building was filled with the mysterious power of generations of saints.

Even a fart smells good in this place.

Even if you are a fool, you can become a very smart genius by sleeping here for three to five months.

Hong Jiu has been devoted to cultivation for many years and has not read many books.

For a moment, he was frightened by Ye Feng.

Anyway, one of them dares to brag and the other dares to believe.

Qiu Changlin, who was on the seventh floor, was stunned by what he heard.

I thought that this kid not only had a great talent in poetry and prose, but his eloquence in boasting without thinking was also unmatched in the world.

Listening to Ye Feng bragging about Confucianism and the Sage Building to Hong Jiu, the old man Qiu Changlin felt a little embarrassed.

Ye Feng introduced the situation of the Saint Building to Hong Jiu layer by layer.

It's just bragging anyway.

Having lived two lives, he has plenty to brag about.

When they were about to reach the seventh floor, Ye Feng said, "So, Xiaohong, you must read more, and read good books. As the saying goes, books contain beautiful women, books contain golden houses, books contain thousands of bushels of grain, and books contain many carriages and horses.

The three thousand great ways all lead to the same destination. When you encounter a bottleneck in your cultivation, or when your understanding of the way of heaven is trapped in shackles, the vast knowledge in the book may help you break through the bottleneck and shackles.

Look at me, I have loved reading since I was a child, which is why I am who I am today."

Hong Jiu had already believed Ye Feng's nonsense.

I've seen this guy trying to flatter himself in the end, but he ended up failing.

"You? You? You've loved reading since you were little? Old Ye, can you have some shame?"

"Xiaohong, you should have already appreciated my knowledge. If I didn't love reading, how could I have become a poetic fairy sought after by countless girls?"

As they were talking, the two finally arrived at the seventh floor of the Saint Building.

Qiu Changlin was still sitting behind the low table. In front of him was a piece of paper with the words "Beauty is in the Book" written in a flamboyant style on it.

If you savor it carefully, you will find that it has some profound meaning.

Now it has become his masterpiece again.

Seeing Ye Feng and Hong Jiu coming over, he immediately put away the newly plagiarized poems.

Copying poems and essays from your own students is definitely not considered stealing.

Ye Feng saluted Qiu Changlin and said, "Teacher Qiu, this is my senior brother Hong Jiu. I have nothing to do today, so I brought him here to admire our magnificent Confucian culture."

Hong Jiu bowed and said, "I am Hong Jiu, a disciple of Master Yulin of the Yunhai Sect. I pay my respects to Master Qiu."

Qiu Changlin looked at Hong Jiu, who was dressed in white, and smiled, "So you are the descendant of the Burning Heaven God of War. You are indeed a handsome man with extraordinary bearing."

Ye Feng had a question mark on his forehead.

Even though Qiu Changlin and I are so familiar with each other, I have never seen him praise me like this.

I thought to myself, this old man wouldn't really be interested in Hong Jiu, an illiterate man.

Qiu Changlin gestured for the two to sit down.

Ye Feng said, "Teacher Qiu, you called me here so anxiously so early in the morning. Did something happen?"

Qiu Changlin nodded and said, "This morning, I, along with several other sub-saints, personally went to the Great Hall to inspect it. Just as Master Ye said, the Sword of the Nation hanging under the plaque in the Great Hall is a fake.

According to the time calculation, two waves of energy movements were suddenly heard in the capital city that day, which coincided with the time when Lin Yi entered the Main Hall. Lin Yi should have secretly replaced the National Sword at that time.

"Alas, at that time, this old man and I had already noticed something unusual in the palace, but we only went to the Jiaotai Hall and ignored the Daxiong Hall. If we had realized that the two energies were emitted by the Zhenguo Sword, perhaps these things would not have happened."

There was nothing strange about Ye Feng.

Because regardless of whether the six sub-saints went to the main hall to check the national sword, he was basically certain in his heart that Lin Yi had stolen the national sword.

Now Qiu Changlin only confirmed his previous guess.

Ye Feng said: "Teacher Qiu, you asked me to come here so that I can deal with Lin Yi, right?"

Qiu Changlin nodded slowly and said, "Lin Yi is a prince of the royal family, and there is a mysterious power behind him. Now the most urgent task for us Confucian monks is to control the dragon vein as much as possible to prevent it from leaking out in large quantities. We are temporarily unable to deal with Lin Yi.

Lin Yi is an abandoned disciple of your Yunhai Sect. Although he has been expelled from the sect and has no relationship with the Yunhai Sect anymore, Lin Yi's cultivation has recovered now and he has a relationship with the sect again.

I think this matter should be reported to Master Yun Yi, and the Yunhai Sect should handle Lin Yi’s affairs.

Several sub-saints have already begun searching for the Dragon Suppression Formation Diagram left behind by the saints. If we find the diagram, we will need the Sword of the Nation to try to reseal the dragon veins. So after Yunhai Sect has dealt with Lin Yi, please hand over the Sword of the Nation to me.

Ye Feng's eyes rolled around a few times and he said, "Can this... be exchanged for a sword? Or some other magical weapon as the key to seal the dragon vein?"

This kid's greed started to arise again.

He knew that the Sword Guarding the Nation was the Red Scale, one of the ten ancient divine weapons.

It can be called the best fire-attribute weapon of all time.

He also wanted to take the Red Scale Sword from Lin Yi for himself.

Qiu Changlin saw through Ye Feng's little thoughts at a glance.

He shook his head slightly and said, "Master Ye, you have done us Confucianism a great favor. If it were an ordinary item, I would give it to you, but not the Sword of the Nation.

Dragon veins are yang in nature, and only the Sword of the Nation, which possesses the essence of fire, can suppress and seal the dragon veins; other magical instruments cannot do this."

Ye Feng sighed inwardly and laughed dryly, "Teacher Qiu, you misunderstood. It's not me who wants it, it's Xiaohong...that's what he wants. Since the Sword of the Nation needs to be used to reseal the Dragon Vein, let's forget about it. The lives of the people are the most important thing."