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Many mortals on the ground looked at the war in the air and saw a group of colorful lights greeting a group of golden lights, and a roar from time to time, obviously extremely crazy. But the golden light in the middle rushed left and right, often a golden light flashed, and a monk was smashed out, accompanied by the sound of a house collapsing.

"It's so fucking cool! Hit these moths to death! Knuck this group of scum!" I don't know who shouted, as if he had lit the explosive bag, and there was a endless shout.

"You bastards, look at what you have done! It's really possible to transform the bodies of those gorgeous guards with vitality and let them bully those mortals!" Lin Fan beat this group of monks and cursed angrily. At that time, Lin Fan found that there was a weak fluctuation of vitality in the body of those gorgeous guards. Although they could not be called monks, their physique was much stronger than ordinary people, that is, they could not resist when they met a reckless man like Fei Liuzhi.

When this group of monks heard Lin Fan's words, they were really aggrieved to the extreme. Such a madman came inexplicably. They fought indiscriminately. Listening to the scolding of the people on the ground, they were even more ashamed and angry.

Lin Fan's beat was on a whim, and suddenly his big hands were grasped. The monks were held by Lin Fan's hands one by one, and then he waved his hand and threw it to the crowd in the distance.

As soon as those monks landed, they were surrounded by a group of crazy spectators, punching and kicking endlessly. With their physique and vitality to protect the body, although they did not hurt their muscles and bones, the monks were shameless by a group of mortals.

"Young people, stop it!"

Just as Lin Fan was indignant, a deep and helpless voice suddenly sounded in his ear, and then suddenly there was a violent fluctuation of vitality in the air.

Lin Fan was shocked and stopped. He looked up at the sky. At a glance, he was immediately shocked.

A huge palm suddenly appeared in the air, and its position was the palace. Looking at the direction of movement of the palm, the target was himself.

Lin Fan frowned and waited to dodge, but found that the surrounding space had been blocked in an instant and could not leave at all.

Seeing that the big palm was getting closer and closer, Lin Fankong was anxious, but he was at a loss. He could only watch the palm grab himself in his hand, and then quickly pass away in the direction of the palace.

In just a moment, Lin Fan only felt that his body was loose, and at the same time, a flower in front of him had arrived at a strange place.

Looking around, I saw carved dragons and phoenixes around, brilliant golden walls, thousands of weather, and magnificent. In front of him, on a huge gold-cast chair, a majestic middle-aged man wore an imperial robe and sat on it. He was not angry and looked down at himself, with hidden anger. On the left side, an old man in black, although his face was indifferent, he had a breath that made people involuntarily want to get close. He felt Lin Fan looking at him. The old man nodded slightly to Lin Fan, with a smile in his eyes, and then turned his head. On the right side, a man in white with a gentle face and seemed to be smiling at any time, looking at himself with a smile. Somehow, Lin Fan only felt that the smile on the face of the man in white was very pretentious, which was particularly disgusting. After just a glance, he looked at the man sitting in the middle.

"This person should be Zhu Xi, the emperor of the Jingyuan Dynasty, right?" Lin Fan meditated.

"Lin Fan, do you know your guilt?" When the middle-aged man saw Lin Fan looking at him, he suddenly patted the armrest and shouted angrily.

"I don't know." Lin Fan stood quietly on the spot and looked at the middle-aged man without humility.

"Hmm! When he committed murder on the street, he beat Huayiwei, and even jumped the chickens and dogs stirred up by Huayiwei's headquarters. At the same time, he incited the people of the imperial city to mutiny, which affected the stability of the imperial city. He was still disrespectful in front of the emperor and didn't know how to kneel down. You don't know his guilt? The emperor was furious.

"Is it illegal to beat a dog in the imperial city?" Lin Fan looked curiously at the emperor sitting in the middle, and then suddenly showed a sudden realization, "Oh, I forgot that I did make a big mistake and forgot that beating the dog depends on the owner." Lin Fan looked at the emperor and always felt that the emperor was strong and dry. He was an embroidered pillow, and then he made a sass.

"Bold! Do you think I really can't rule the law?" The emperor could no longer restrain his anger and stood up and shouted, "Come on!" With the voice, several cold-faced men in strong clothes suddenly poured in.

Lin Fan felt it slightly. It was known that these people were all monks, but their cultivation was very weak, and they were all dirty.

"Do you think these people can stop me?" Lin Fan smiled and looked at the emperor indifferently. Although he was indifferent, he was extremely vigilant. The big palm just now left a deep impression on him that he could not resist at all. In his opinion, it was either the old man in black or the old man in white with a gentle face.

When the emperor heard Lin Fan's words, his face suddenly turned red and he was about to attack. Suddenly, he saw the old man in white stand up and say, "The emperor is angry." With that, he turned to Lin Fan and smiled faintly and said, "Xiaoyou may not know the three of us yet, so I will introduce them to you." As he spoke, he pointed to the middle-aged man, "This is the emperor of the current Jingyuan Dynasty. I am the current prime minister Zongli, and this one," he said, pointing to the old man in black, "it is the former prime minister Rong Qi. This time, it was Rong Lao who brought you here.

"Well, I know." Lin Fan was not moved at all and nodded casually, as if he didn't pay attention to the three people in front of him who were about to tremble. But he secretly looked at the old man Rong Qi in black, but saw that he was still cold and did not change at all.

Zong Li saw Lin Fan's attitude, and his smile remained unchanged, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared. Although Lin Fan was looking at Rong Qi, Yu Guang keenly caught the cold light in Zong Li's eyes and sneered at the bottom of his heart: "It's really an old thing with different appearance!" But it was not revealed at all.

Rong Qi glanced at the emperor and Zong Li, coughed softly, and said, "This time I brought you here to ask you to do me a favor."

"The people of the Jingyuan Dynasty are powerful, claiming that 3,000 Chinese guards can unify the south of the world. What can I do as a little monk? I think you have found the wrong person. Lin Fan refused without thinking about it. At the same time, he looked slightly towards the ground.

The anger in the emperor's eyes has reached its peak, and he said, "Then you can wait to bury Jingyuan." With that, he waved his hand and waited to continue to speak, but he saw Rong Qi shake his hand slightly to him and took over the words, "Lin Fan, I, Jingyuan naturally won't let you help you in vain. I will give you the identity of Jingyuan Qishi and give you 10,000 yuan of jade at one time. At the same time, you can read all the classics of Jingyuan from now on. How about that? I think you should understand the role of Yuanyu and classics in a monk.

Lin Fan heard Rong Qi's words and his face moved. He couldn't understand the role of Yuanyu. There is a limit to the concentration of heaven and earth, and it is not pure. It needs to be filtered when absorbed, but the vitality accumulated in Yuanyu is much purer and easy to absorb.

And the effect of classics on a monk is even greater. It involves a variety of information such as arrays, refining, refining tools and ancient secrets, but some valuable classics are rare for ordinary people. Since the development of thousands of years of civilization in the Jingyuan Dynasty, the information contained in its classics must be extremely large.

As for the identity of Jingyuan Qishi, Lin Fan thought it was no different from the honorary elders in the Xiuzhen School, so he didn't care.

Thinking through this section, Lin Fan made a decision in an instant and looked up at Rong Qi and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

"It's very simple." Seeing that Lin Fan had the intention to agree, Rong Qi smiled on his cold face and then said, "Our Jingyuan Dynasty has a vast territory, rich property, and countless small vassal countries, and the Moonfall Kingdom is one of them. The style of cultivation in this country is very strong. In terms of individual cultivation, for some reasons, we have not seen the enemy of this country in recent years. Recently, the arrival of state messengers have come to threaten to meet friends with martial arts, so..."

"So you want me to be a threwd for you?" Lin Fan smiled and looked at the three people in front of him jokingly.

"Well, I don't want you to be a hitter, I just cooperate with each other." Zong Li coughed softly and smiled.

Lin Fan glanced at Zong Li, and a trace of disgust flashed in his heart. I don't know why Lin Fan always felt the terrible scheming in front of him. He seemed to be an ordinary person, but Lin Fan always felt something was wrong. Although Rong Qi was cold, he gave people a good impression and gave people a sense of reassuring.

"Cooperation? Hey hey." Lin Fan glanced at Zong Li, sneered, turned his head and walked out of the hall. At the same time, his voice came out: "I will go and have a look. If I can't fight, I won't take action. Of course, for the benefit of fairness, I won't take anything from you until then."

Watching Lin Fan leave the hall, Zong Li looked at Rong Qi with an angry face and roared in a low voice, "Rong Qi, what do you mean! How important the royal classics are, and there are countless secrets involved. If they are leaked out, I'm afraid the whole Tiannan will shake!"

"What do you think we should do?" Rong Qi glanced at Zong Li and then said, "You have wasted all your resources in those ethereal places, so that domestic monks can't get enough vitality to practice, and can't break into the Yijin period in large numbers, let alone other realms? If a small vassal country is defeated, what is the face of our Jingyuan Dynasty?

"We...we have those powerful fighters, and they are known as Tiannan..." The emperor interrupted.

"Those fighters?" A sarcastic smile flashed on Rong Qi's face, "To put it's ugly, those fighters are all gods created by you. They are more than enough to burst out and last for a long time. When they meet the monks of Yueluo Kingdom who play cards unreasonably, they can only be abused."

The emperor and Zong Li were silent for a while. Obviously, they also understood this fact.

Rong Qi took a look at the two, then stood up, walked out and said quietly, "This is the only way I can think of to temporarily relieve the crisis of the Jingyuan Dynasty and maintain the dignity of Jingyuan. You decide whether to adopt it or not. I just hope you can remember that the Jingyuan system does not represent Jingyuan's constitution after all.