Zhao Yan took a step away, unwilling to accept Wang Leshan's thank you gift.
To put it bluntly, what he is expounding now is not his own.
Rather, it was originally another time and space, a theory of "mind science" that the person in front of me had realized through countless twists and turns.
The "Xin Xue" is an extremely popular science in later generations and has a wide range of followers all over the world.
Although time and space are different now, he still doesn't want to receive this merit in vain.
Li Qinglian's lesson had already made him feel quite ashamed.
"I'm just passing on the message. This is not my theory. You don't need to thank me."
Zhao Yan declined politely, glanced at Zhu Xi and Zhu Xi who looked defeated, winked at the girls behind him, and planned to leave.
He didn't want to say anything more to Old Man Tianji, lest he get into trouble again.
The current employment relationship between the two parties is quite comfortable, and there is no need to go deeper.
"Now that the matter is settled, no one will object to my departure now, right?"
Zhao Yan looked around and no one dared to come forward to object.
Zhu Xi and Mr. Heshan were attacked by the spirit of words, and they were unable to stop them at the moment.
Their eyes were painful and helpless.
Not only did he find no trouble with Zhao Yan, but he also allowed Wang Leshan to achieve the realm of Confucian sage.
For them, if they had known this, they would never have done anything more.
Seeing a colleague become stronger is a hundred times more uncomfortable than seeing a stranger gain a precious crown.
They would rather let Zhao Yan obtain countless treasures than watch Wang Leshan become the first Confucian sage in a century and dominate.
This kind of jealousy eroded their hearts like maggots that gnaw at their bones, driving them crazy.
"No one speaks, that means no one objects. Yan'er, let's go."
As soon as Wang Yuyan reached Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan put his arm around her shoulders and walked past her in a swaggering manner.
Everyone in the Xuanji Building stared at Zhao Yan, but they didn't see him turn around to take a look, and they couldn't help but feel strange.
He stepped into the land of immortals silently, fought with Huo Qubing, and now helped Wang Leshan become a Confucian sage.
It was clear that he had the full ability and qualifications to talk to Xuanji Tower, but he suddenly became dismissive...
"This kid...has a grudge."
"Well, I can see it. She's not young yet."
"I said at the beginning that young people should not be suppressed too much. Look at it."
"Oh, I'm very good at thinking after the fact."
"It's too high to reach these days..."
"Don't be anxious. If you speak softer words, you can still save the life."
A group of people were talking in an eccentric manner, but their eyes were wandering and looking at Old Man Tianji from time to time.
After all, although he is not the highest level, he is the real backbone of Xuanji Tower.
In the past, Old Man Tianji was determined not to let Zhao Yan know too much. Now that something went wrong, he would naturally be held responsible.
"Humph, old man, I'm not worried that young people will lose their fighting spirit if they know too much!"
"None of you guys objected to the decision at that time, but now you are making fun of me."
"Just be angry when you're angry. What can we do? If it doesn't work, let's just..."
Old Man Tianji's expression suddenly changed as if he was holding in shit.
"That's it?"
Everyone looked over eagerly, expecting a useful answer to come out of his mouth.
Unexpectedly, after holding it in for a long time, Old Man Tianji spit out three words.
"Just lick him!"
“……”
“……”！
Fortunately, Yaoyue was not here, otherwise she would have suspected that this group of people actually wanted to defeat such a powerful opponent from the Changsheng Society.
It's simply wishful thinking!
"Old man."
Wang Leshan also came to the crowd and held his fists in greeting.
"Yangming, your promotion to Confucian Sage today is the greatest help to Qixia Town."
Old man Tianji kept praising him happily.
No one can imagine how powerful Confucian Sage is.
After all, there has never been a similar reference in a hundred years, and they don't know the comparison.
But for thousands of years, Confucianism has always had only two realms.
Once he had an epiphany, he stepped into the celestial phenomena, explored the avenue and became a Confucian sage.
Apart from this, there are no additional records.
It can be said that Wang Leshan had surpassed many great Confucians at this time and truly had his own opinions and theories.
As for everyone else, they are still on the road that the ancestors explored and can't see the end.
"Thanks to the old man's guidance, I am now enlightened here."
"Uh, haha... not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."
Old Man Tianji couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
I was just deceiving me at first...
Who could have imagined that one day, a young man would be enlightened by a Confucian sage with just a few words.
"Oh? The old man's ability to predict the future has reached such a level?"
Li Buyi looked at Old Man Tianji in surprise and asked dubiously.
You must know that predicting the future requires a lot of effort, especially the farther into the future, the more effort it takes.
Otherwise, how could there be a saying that "revealing secrets will result in divine punishment".
What's more, with the strength of Old Man Tianji in the Celestial Elephant Realm, to divine a Confucian disciple in the Celestial Elephant Realm, this itself requires extremely strong strength, otherwise he will not even be able to withstand the divine punishment.
"It's a small matter, a small matter..."
Old Man Tianji hurriedly waved his hands and planned to change the topic, but the people around him obviously did not intend to let him go so easily.
"The old man is so strong, why don't you help me calculate where I can break through to the land of heavenly beings!"
"Huh, if you want to take the test, Ding will come first. Your level is still far behind."
"Then Zhang will be ranked second."
"I'll do it third, no one is allowed to rob it!"
Old Man Tianji's face turned blue when he saw this scene.
Don't say you can't do it. Even if you can, these people will be dead after you do it.
God's punishment will definitely chop him into ashes.
"Okay, without digressing, Yang Ming, what are you going to do with these people?"
In order to save his life, Old Man Tianji turned the topic to the people in the Confucian Academy over there.
Zhu Xi and Mr. Heshan looked at the lively scene here and knew that the situation was over.
I and others came here under the pretext of "persuading Xuanjilou" not to stir up trouble.
On the surface it is for this, but in fact it is to achieve one's own reputation.
Therefore, in Qixia Town, they are all disliked.
They are also the ones who have the most difficulty obtaining all kinds of daily necessities. After all, material tickets require work. They are scholars, how can they do the work that the lower class people do.
If it weren't for Wang Leshan's work in Xuanji Tower in exchange for a lot of supplies, it would be difficult for them to even have enough to eat.
"I will convince senior brother to take the disciples back."
"Before leaving, we will also erase their memories of being here."
After hearing what Wang Leshan said, everyone else looked horrified.
Erase memory?
How could a Confucian sage still have such a method?
You must know that this unpredictable method has always been the signature skill of Onmyojis in the past.
Now their Qixia Town also has related capabilities!
So to say……
Old Man Tianji's expression became solemn.
"In that case, Kasili's memory...?"
"I'll do my best."
Wang Leshan nodded and expressed that he was capable of doing it.
"Okay, but..."
Old Man Tianji looked towards the direction Zhao Yan was leaving and said slowly.
"Don't worry, wait until he comes back from Dali and invite us to witness together."
"good."
"Dan Feng, find someone to do Huo Qingtong's job and don't let her feel grudge."
"clear."
learn from mistakes.
Old Man Tianji now also understands that some things are too much and too little.
Especially for young people.
……
……
After leaving the top of the mountain, Zhao Yan led a group of women slowly toward the courtyard.
He even forgot to ask the people at Xuanji Building to quickly build the house for him.
After all, what he got now must be worth more than a five-entry compound.
In other words, it has exceeded too many.
"Yan'er, do you still remember how to make a lightning rod?"
"Yan'er remembers it. Brother Yan, you forgot. Yan'er has a photographic memory."
"Okay, then you can keep an eye on me while I'm away. Make the lightning rod and bury it in it."
"Okay, Yan'er will do it well."
After Wang Yuyan finished speaking, she hugged Zhao Yan's arms tightly with both hands.
"But Brother Yan, you must protect yourself outside."
"Ha, just kidding, I am a land god now, who can kill me?"
"Aren't there still land gods?"
"Don't worry, with my current strength and various means, as long as I want to leave, not many people in the world can stop me."
"That's still true. Anyway, you just have to be careful!"
"Uh... ok, ok."
Zhao Yan reluctantly agreed.
A man must never let his beloved woman worry when he is away from home.
"I will definitely come back safely. Wash yourself and wait for me at home!"
"Yan'er is washed very clean every day!"
Wang Yuyan shyly buried her head in his arms.
Although I didn't understand what Zhao Yan said, I felt vaguely that this sentence was a bit embarrassing.
But we can't let Brother Yan feel that he hasn't washed himself cleanly!
The group of people marched back to the small courtyard and went about their business.
Zhao Yanze took Wang Yuyan to her room.
As soon as he sat down, his face hardened and he took off his robe.
"Yan'er, stay away from me."
"good."
Wang Yuyan took a few steps back and looked at Zhao Yan nervously.
"Since just now, this weird thing has been absorbing my internal energy..."
Zhao Yan peeled off his undershirt, revealing his strong chest muscles.
He took off half of his undershirt, and the silver arm armor seemed to have turned slightly darker at this moment.
"Brother Yan, what on earth is this thing?"
"I don't know either. It's very weird. It seems to have some consciousness of its own, but after absorbing half of my internal energy, it is now a little closer to me."
Zhao Yan stretched out his left palm and pressed it on the silver arm armor, closing his eyes to imagine another scene.
The unusually strong arm armor was suddenly as soft as water again, covering the right fist along the fingertips of his left arm.
When the entire right fist was completely wrapped, it turned into an extremely sharp glove.
This strange thing can really be transformed into any shape by imagination.
"Brother Yan, this thing is so magical!"
Wang Yuyan's eyes shone when she saw it. She was not ignorant, but anyone would be surprised and amazed by such a strange object.
"Although it's magical, I don't feel that this thing is connected to my mind..."
"The reason it can change with me now is probably because it relies on my internal strength to gain its abilities."
Zhao Yan guessed and said.
After some inference, he concluded that the reason why this place was constantly struck by lightning was because this thing wanted to rely on thunder to gain the strength to escape from trouble.
But the lightning struck the earth, and the power it could obtain became very small. It could only exert its power for a short time after being buried for so long.
It's like a car that runs out of gas and can't get far no matter how you run.
And Zhao Yan's internal energy is like oil. After receiving its support, this strange thing will just make himself obey Zhao Yan's orders.
The two now look like a partnership.
"Will there be any ceremony to recognize one's master? Brother Yan, don't you think that all truly good things must be recognized as one's master through a drop of blood?"
"Yes...it seems that he did say that."
Zhao Yan was stunned and muttered to himself.
How could he forget this...
This is a classic scene!
The glove on the right hand seemed to understand Wang Yuyan's meaning and suddenly became excited.
Looking at the undulations on the surface of the gloves, Zhao Yan and Wang Yuyan looked at each other in surprise.
"Brother Yan, it understands!"
"Well...at least it understands this sentence."
"It's really unbelievable that there are objects that can understand human speech!"
"Yan'er, just stand there and don't move. I'll give you a drop of blood to try..."
It was rare to find such a magical treasure, and Zhao Yan also became interested in it.
In his opinion, with his current ability, even a drop of blood would not have any unbearable consequences.
"Okay, Brother Yan, be careful!"
Wang Yuyan nervously clasped her fists on her chest and looked expectantly.
If this treasure can be conquered, it will naturally be a great help to Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan bit his index finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped it into the glove.
However, at this moment, the glove suddenly turned into a silver bolt, contrary to its previous calm response, and headed towards the wound on Zhao Yan's left index finger.
Its speed is so fast that it is hard to guard against it.
Zhao Yan had no time to react. Just as he subconsciously played and retreated, the silver trainer frantically rushed into Zhao Yan's body from the wound.
"Brother Yan!"
Wang Yuyan rushed forward in fear, but was held back ten feet away by a huge force, making it difficult for her to move forward.
"ah!!!"
The heartbreaking pain continued to hit Zhao Yan's brain.
It was as if someone was using a scalpel to stir up the brain matter in his head. In an instant, Zhao Yan was so painful that he was sweating all over and his whole body was twitching.
But many strange pictures suddenly appeared in my mind.
He can guarantee that these are not his memories...
Rather, the memory of that weird "iron ball"!
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Hengduan Mountain.
The western season here is like spring, and the scenery is beautiful all year round.
Kyushu has been in war for many years, and many refugees have taken refuge in the valleys here.
Over the years, there have been many large and small cottages in Hengduan Mountain.
Chenjiazhai is considered a medium-sized village here. The village has a small population, only about 200 people, but the land within a radius of more than ten miles is managed in an orderly manner by them.
The reason is that there are two buffaloes in the village, which are extremely rare things in this mountain.
The owner of the two buffaloes is called "Cowherd" by the people in the village.
On the day when Zhao Yan shed blood and recognized his master, Cowherd also picked up a strange-shaped knife in the field.
The blade of this knife is transparent, and there seems to be a complete animal spine in the blade.
But after holding the knife, the honest and honest Cowherd in the past suddenly became cold, harsh and sinister.
He only shouted one word repeatedly...
"kill!"
Less than half a stick of incense time after Niulang returned to Chenjiazhai, Chenjiazhai was bleeding like a river.
Half a day later, there was no one left alive in the entire Hengduan Mountain.
