Many monks in the world have built dojos in the human world, each with their own ingenuity and difference. The monks of the human world are originally in the human world, so most of their dojos have great reputations in the world. For example, Yi Yan almost went to Lushan Bailudong Academy, which is a world-famous dojo, as well as Hengyang There are Shigu Academy outside the north gate, Yuelu Academy, Songyang Academy, Yingtian Academy, etc. In addition to these famous academies in people's minds, there are also some great supernatural beings who have had great supernatural powers in the human world, such as Lin Zexu. His ancestors did not have it, but he built a dojo with seven carts of books, called Yunzuo Shanfang, in Fuzhou. Since it was built, this place has become a place of longing for many people. There are seven carts of books, all of which are high-quality. If the Seven Tribulations monks break in without authorization, they will definitely have no way in or out. Lin Zexu has been living here since he came back from Yunnan and buried his wife Zheng Shuqing. He has been recuperating his body. "It's a pity that his body has not recovered until now. Outsiders don't know what kind of injury Lin Zexu suffered. They all think that it was caused by heart failure due to the death of his wife. But this is only part of it. Zhao Yu saw the emotional connection between Lin Zexu and his wife Zheng Shuqing, so he killed Zheng Shuqing and injured Lin Zexu. Zheng Shuqing's death made Lin Zexu's mental strength continue to weaken. In the end, someone took the opportunity to poison Zheng Shuqing's voice. The poison was also planted when Lin Zexu brought Yi Yan out with his wife and daughter. In Lin Zexu's study, he was watering a pot of narcissus. This narcissus was also called a golden pot of narcissus based on its appearance and name. It was planted by his wife Zheng Shuqing a few years ago. Unfortunately, the flower is no longer available. . Lin Zexu would be silent for a long time in front of this flower every day. A young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties walked in gently. He came to Lin Zexu's side and said softly: "Father, Chaoyan sent people again, saying that they are the great scholar Pan Shi'en, the political envoy Luo Dunyan, and The two ministers Ruizhen and Du Shoutian strongly recommended their father to go to Guangxi to quell the chaos. "Oh." Lin Zexu bent down and looked at the pot of daffodils in front of him and said lightly, "What do you think?" Father, I think it¡¯s better not to go, your body still needs to be recuperated,¡± said Lin Congyi, Lin Zexu¡¯s second son. Lin Zexu didn't say anything. He looked much older. Compared to when he was in the Kunming Governor's Mansion, he looked at least twenty years older. This was not from a superficial point of view, but from a mental point of view. look. Lin Congyi was very worried. "What do you think of the God-worshipping religion in Bauhinia Mountain?" Lin Zexu said, gently stroking away a little dust on the daffodil leaves. Lin Congyi thought for a while and said slowly: "Exotic flowers grow here." "Then tell me, why are there so many people willing to be the guardians?" Lin Zexu asked, he was speaking naturally. They all refer to practitioners. "They want to pick fruits when the flowers bloom and bear fruit," Lin Congyi said. "How can the fruit be so easy to pick? This is a poisonous fruit. It will not only poison a group of people, but also corrode the entire world." Lin Zexu walked to the edge of the desk with his hands behind his back, reached out and picked up a wolf-hair brush, and dipped it in Silent juice. "Didn't they see it?" Lin Congyi asked. "Who can't see it, but what can I do? At this point, this can be regarded as a way out. Although there is a dark fog ahead, aren't all practitioners wading in the darkness? Even if it's poisonous fruit So what, when will you lack self-confidence in your cultivation?" Lin Zexu put down a heavy stroke on the paper on the table and said, "You are all confident that you can take a new path. " Lin Congyi did not make a sound. He looked at the white paper in Lin Zexu's hand as if there was a small black snake twisting. "With weak strength and heavy responsibilities, we will be exhausted for a long time. If we continue to exhaust ourselves and become mediocre, we will not be able to survive. If we live and die to benefit the world, how can we avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings." Lin Congyi silently read the words written by Lin Zexu on the white paper, knowing in his heart that his father What decided. He was about to withdraw, but suddenly turned around and said: "I heard that the Imperial Master has avatars going to Bauhinia Mountain, I don't know whether it is true or not." "How many of the things I heard can be taken seriously? From now on, the world will be yours. "Call Zongfu." "Zongfu is the name of Liu Cunren, and Liu Cunren is Lin Zexu's staff. In the distant city of Guangzhou, a group of people are talking. Yi Yan was under the gaze of so many people. He looked at them one by one and found that there was a ray of golden light rising high on each person's body. This was what he had done for hundreds of people in Bauhinia Mountain these days. After seeing the destiny, the changes in the magical power of observing destiny. When a person decides what to do, Yi Yan can already see the outcome through his fortune-telling powers.?. If gold appears, it means that what you do will be accomplished. If it is gray, then most of the things you do will not be accomplished. If the gray is so rich that it turns into black, then you may die. But these all change according to the will of the person who is doing it, and sometimes it is golden at the first glance and gray at the next glance. In Yi Yan's view, it would be difficult to be accurate if what he did was planned in the long run. "A golden light, bright and bright, this trip is auspicious." Yi Yan said calmly. He didn¡¯t say that the background color of their fortunes was all blood-colored, with a rich blood-colored brilliance, and there seemed to be a smell of blood coming out. These people, no matter how successful their actions are, may die in an instant. Even if Yi Yan's conversation was over, they asked Yi Yan to come and ask questions, perhaps just for peace of mind. After all, Lin Zexu was not an ordinary person. Yi Yan remembered what Ken Er and Ross said: No one can kill him, absolutely no one can. He came out again, still thinking about the old couple he saw when he entered the city gate. From a distance, he saw a white-haired old man under the tree, and three sticks of incense were already stuck on the soil in front of the small shrine at the foot of the tree. Yi Yan brought Yi An to his side. Yi An smiled and asked, "Grandpa, what kind of god is this?" The old grandfather said, "This is our patron saint of Guangzhou." To Yi Yan's surprise, it was this old man. He can actually speak fluent Mandarin. Yi Yan continued to ask: "Is there King Rong on the tablet?" "Yes, young man, this is King Rong. How did you know?" The old man said with a smile. "Isn't it written with King Rong on it?" Yi Yan said. He didn't recognize the words on it, he just guessed. "Haha, the young man is very knowledgeable. Not many people know these two words." The old man said with a smile. "That's right, my brother almost went to Bailudong Academy to study." Yi An said next to him. "The one in Lushan?" the old man asked. "Yes." "That's really good." The old man praised. Yi Yan interrupted at this time: "Grandpa, what is the origin of this King Rong? Why do you call him the patron saint?" "Well, this story is a bit long. If you want to hear it, I will tell you. "The old man said, and he began to tell this story about King Rong. In Yi Yan's opinion, it is no different from ordinary people's fairy tales. The only difference is that not many people know this story, and not only is this Rong Wang not a human, but he is also a rat demon. It is said that there used to be many monsters in the city who would come out to eat humans every night. Later, King Rong came and captured them all. He sealed them in the southeast and west gates and ordered them to guard the city gates. However, the old man said that there was no special emotion involved in this story. He came here to worship King Rong just because King Rong had the meaning of protecting peace. Yi Yan was wondering if there might be a contract of betrayal mentioned by the two old men at the city gate. It was already noon when Yi Yan and Yi An left. They only rested for a while before returning to the inn. He wanted to know how Hong Xiuquan and the others killed Lin Zexu. Who else in this world can figure out Lin Zexu's whereabouts? He wanted to see how they found Lin Zexu and how they came to kill Lin Zexu. Yi Yan took Yi An away from Guangzhou City, but he did not stay away. Instead, he wandered in the nearby mountains. Taking Yi An with him, looking at Yi An's tired look, he couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart, and asked: "An An, can my brother send you to study?" "Can I study? I heard that it is only in the UK. Only girls who are young can study. " Yi Yan didn't answer. He couldn't find a good environment for Yi An to study. ¡°I heard before that there is a girls¡¯ school here in Guangzhou, but I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s true or not,¡± Yi Yan said. Of course Yi An couldn¡¯t know. The sky is darkening and night is coming. A pile of flames ignited in the forest, illuminating a three-foot-wide open space. The Taiping Sword was stuck on the ground, and the killing intent emanating from the sword was enough to make wild beasts afraid to approach. Yi An fell asleep in Yi Yan's arms. "Good morning, sir" Yi An suddenly said vaguely. Her eyes were not opened and her breathing was still even. She was obviously asleep. She was talking in her sleep. Maybe she was dreaming about reading. Yi Yan secretly decided that as long as he found a safe and peaceful college, he would let Yi Yan study there, if it would accept female students. When it was just getting dark the next day, he discovered aJust as he was coming out of Guangzhou City, that person was Chen Picheng. Yi Yan left a mark on him when he was in Guangzhou City.