In all of Yongling, there were probably only a few people who remembered that such an illusion had appeared eighteen years ago.
The sword bowed to the monarch, and the peach blossoms danced by his side.
However, that was only a flash in the pan eighteen years ago, so the people of Yongling had almost no impression of it.
Soon, the sword and the peach blossoms completely suppressed the illusion. The evil snake woman and the giant eagle disappeared, and the sunlight once again shone on the earth. The whole process took only fifteen minutes.
Yang An saw that Ji Zhiyuan was still standing motionless, and carefully raised his head to observe her expression. He said softly, "Your Majesty, this matter …"
"Issue a gag order." Ji Zhiyuan's expression didn't change. "Whether it's a first-class real name or not, find out his identity. I want to see him immediately."
Xiao Chun suddenly had a strange thought, and said excitedly, "Your Majesty, do you think it's Yan Li?"
The man in blue glared at her lightly, and said in a pinched voice, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Real names and real names are like fire and water, and they'll fight even if they're just a little bit closer, let alone coexisting as one? So far, there have been no records of someone born with two real names, but someone did find a way to awaken a second real name, but guess what happened to him in the end? "
Xiao Chun grumbled, "Don't keep me guessing."
The man in blue snorted, "He died, and his soul scattered."
Xiao Chun stuck out her little tongue.
The Buddha Prajna Painting wanted to say something, but stopped, and frowned slightly.
Ji Zhiyuan looked at her and smiled faintly, "Does the painting have something to say?"
Ever since she was young, she had always been able to catch the fluctuations in the heart of the Buddha Prajna Painting.
The Buddha Prajna Painting shook her head lightly, saying, "Maybe it's just my imagination."
At this time, a heroic and extraordinary soldier with a sword strode in from outside the pavilion, his armor clanging. When he saw Ji Zhiyuan, a fanatical look flashed through his eyes, and his breathing quickened for a moment. He hurriedly pressed down on his sword, and kneeled on the ground on one knee, concealing it, saying, "Tiger Colonel Wang Yuanlang of the Guard Department greets Your Majesty."
"You didn't find it?" Ji Zhiyuan didn't need to turn around to know why he had come.
The soldier who called himself Wang Yuanlang said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. When I received the order, this general immediately surrounded the practice grounds without the slightest delay. This person must have left without us noticing."
Ji Zhiyuan thought for a moment and said, "Go."
Wang Yuanlang respectfully withdrew.
The green-robed man said anxiously, "Your Majesty …"
Ji Zhiyuan interrupted with a wave of his hand. "We will send the painting to the Academy. I will leave the aftermath to you."
Yang An said, "What about Yan Li?"
Ji Zhiyuan said, "I don't know his real name. For the time being, he's classified as Chaos. As for his grade, I'll rank him third."
This was giving him a way out. Chaos was the third category of true names. Anyone who could not determine the origin of their true name would be classified into this category. Since it was impossible to determine its origin and strength, it was very difficult to determine its grade.
Just looking at the commotion caused by Yan Li, if it was a dharma manifestation, it would at least be ranked second. However, no one knew what those three phenomena were, how strong or weak they were, whether they were just for show, what effect they would have on the host, what benefits they would bring … There were too many uncertainties, so it was understandable that they would be ranked in the top three.
She paused and said, "In view of the fact that chaos is unknown, cancel the admission reward, but allow him to choose a technique on the first floor of the library."
Every time a third-class true name appeared in the Academy, there would be a very generous reward. For example, Yu Muren, a fourth-class Four Way Saint, was awarded three academic points, and the third-class was doubled. It was a pity that Yan Li had deeply offended Ji Zhiyuan, and now retribution was upon him.
"Understood!"
The entire back mountain of the Academy belonged to the Inner Academy. Every instructor of the Inner Academy had a unique garden.
In the pavilion of the "Duckweed Garden" that had been arranged for the Prajna Buddha Painting, the two women sat down.
Two peerless women with different styles, but they had one thing in common, and that was silence.
It was not until now that Ji Zhiyuan slowly said, "Let's play a game?"
"Please." The Prajna Buddha Painting raised her hand and gestured for Xiao Chun to set up the chessboard.
Xiao Chun was already used to the way the two interacted. As she set up the chessboard, she chattered, "The true names of cultivators seem to be more powerful and strange, but what is the use of them? I heard that among the eleven peerless powerhouses in the world, the most powerful true name is Yan Shiyi, and it seems to be some kind of divine weapon … If only I had a true name, how good would that be … "
The little girl was undoubtedly very likable, straightforward, cute, naive, and romantic.
Ji Zhiyuan smiled and said, "It is difficult for those who have not awakened to understand the use of a true name. If you really had one, what would you want to do the most? "
Xiao Chun giggled, "Your Majesty, Xiao Chun's biggest wish is for Miss to teach me cultivation. When I become powerful, I will help Miss beat up bad guys."
She wrinkled her nose, "For example, that Yan Li is bad to the core. Your Majesty should punish him severely!"
Ji Zhiyuan said with interest, "When you have achieved success in cultivation, I will give you a chance to challenge him and order him not to fight back. How about it?"
Xiao Chun's eyes brightened, but then her face fell. She said dejectedly, "But I am too stupid to awaken my true name."
The Prajna Buddha Painting smiled and said, "Cultivation is about letting nature take its course. Not being able to awaken might be a good thing for you. "
"Why?"
Ji Zhiyuan said meaningfully, "Cultivation is the source of desire."
Xiao Chun tilted her head and thought for a moment. She pouted and said, "I don't understand. I'll go make tea for you."
Ji Zhiyuan went first with a black piece. She picked up a piece and placed it on Tian Yuan, saying, "I heard two years ago that you began to travel the world. I was very worried for you."
"You know, this is the rule of the monastery." The Prajna Buddha Painting seemed to be able to sense the position of the chessboard and placed a piece on its own. "Moreover, where is not cultivation?"
"Be that as it may." Ji Zhiyuan played with the piece. "It is a chaotic world, and you are a girl."
The Prajna Buddha Painting smiled and said nothing.
Ji Zhiyuan's beautiful eyes flashed and she suddenly said, "What did you see just now?"
The Prajna Buddha Painting hesitated and said, "Perhaps it was an illusion."
Ji Zhiyuan nodded. The Prajna Buddha Painting had said it was an illusion twice. She would not say it no matter what others asked.
"Help me find out." After a pause, she added, "It is very important to me."
Ji Zhiyuan was talking about me, not the Empire.
The Prajna Buddha Painting smiled and said, "What will happen after you find out?"
Ji Zhiyuan's hand paused in the middle of placing a piece. Her beautiful eyes showed a blurriness that she had never shown in front of others, but it disappeared in an instant. "I don't know."
The Prajna Buddha Painting smiled. "Okay, I will help you."
… …
The practice field.
The students who had fled came back again.
No one felt embarrassed. One had to know that once a True Name reached the third rank, it would be extremely aggressive. If one was too close, it might destroy one's True Name. Thus, the battle between cultivators had never stopped.
Those who did not flee were fools.
The instructor's face was as dark as water. He stood below the stage, his expression uncertain. No one knew what he was thinking.
Beside him, Yu Muren repeatedly signaled with his eyes.
Yan Li withdrew his gaze from the Reflection Mirror and slowly turned to face the audience. He crooked a finger at Zhao Qiping.
Zhao Qiping quivered inwardly and hurriedly ran onto the stage. He respectfully handed over the documents and banknotes.
Yu Muren was angry and anxious. He shouted, "Wait!"
Yan Li gave him a sidelong glance and said, "Can't afford to lose?"
Yu Muren glared at Yan Li and said, "The outcome has not been decided. Instructor Chang, didn't the academy have a rule that if one's True Name is not known, one's rank is not determined?"
After that, he whispered in the instructor's ear, "As long as you stop him from joining the academy, not only will the five thousand taels be given to you, but also a Shadowless Starthread …"
Hearing the words "Shadowless Starthread", the instructor's expression immediately changed. His expression changed unpredictably. Finally, he calmed down and said lightly, "True Name is unknown, and the rank is not determined. He is a fifth-rank Minor Celestial Being."
Suddenly, there were whispers around. Most people looked at Yan Li with schadenfreude, hoping to see an angry expression on his face.
Yan Li did not get angry. Instead, he looked at the instructor thoughtfully with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Yu Muren sneered. "Didn't you hear what Instructor Chang said? In the academy, you should know the consequences of disobeying an instructor … "
Before he finished his words, he was interrupted by a sharp voice.
"The imperial edict has arrived!"
A white-faced man in a green robe walked in surrounded by a row of soldiers. The onlookers spontaneously squeezed to both sides to make a passage.
"Oh, it's Eunuch Hua …" Yu Muren was stunned. "May I ask …"
The man in the green robe walked past him with his nose in the air. He said a few words in the instructor's ear, and then glanced at Yan Li and walked away.
The instructor's face was ugly. He said reluctantly, "Third-rank Minor Celestial Being."
His words caused a great disturbance.
Yu Muren's face was livid. He stared at Yan Li.
Yan Li directly took the notes and documents from Zhao Qiping's hand. He smiled and said, "This is the imperial edict. Don't you know the consequences of disobeying the imperial edict?"
It was like a loud slap in the face of Yu Muren and the instructor.
Yu Muren's eyes were red. He wanted to tear Yan Li's mouth apart. But this was the sacred Martial Arts Arena. If there was a life-and-death duel, both parties must agree and go to the Notary Department under the jurisdiction of Shangshu to sign the life-and-death agreement. Only then could the duel be carried out here.
A trace of anger flashed across the instructor's face. He snorted coldly and said, "The emperor also said that since the real name Chaos is unknown, the reward for admission to the academy is cancelled. But you can choose a method in the library. You can come down now. Don't delay other students. "
"Wait!" Yu Muren was really unwilling. He jumped onto the Martial Arts Arena and stared at Zhao Qiping fiercely.
Zhao Qiping's heart trembled. He hurriedly got off the stage.
Yu Muren turned to Yan Li and said coldly, "Yan, not everyone can touch the people of my Yu family. You killed my aunt, so you must use your blood as a sacrifice. Now I formally challenge you to a life-and-death duel on the Martial Arts Arena. Do you dare?"
Yan Li continued to walk down and said, "How can there be a free lunch in this world? If you take out another 5,000 taels as a bet, I can consider it. "
"You've gone too far!" Yu Muren's eyes were full of anger.
The anger almost swallowed his reason. He suddenly pressed on Yan Li's shoulder and said sternly, "You took my money. Don't think you can leave like this!"
Yan Li's eyes were slightly cold. At this moment, he saw a ring hanging with a string on the round collar of Yu Muren's robe from the corner of his eye. He could not help but be stunned.
The style of the ring was not unusual. From the appearance, it was neither gold nor silver. It was also not a precious treasure. It was just a very ordinary copper ring that looked like it was made of wood.
Such an ordinary copper ring would only be worn by the people of the slums, but it appeared on the young master Yu Muren. Anyone would feel strange. Even if others saw it, they could not help but take a few more glances.
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