Chapter 52: Killing the Great Scholar with a Sword

Shigu Academy.

The headmaster sat at the top and remained silent, while several heads of the academies below were already arguing.

The moment the sage stone drum sounded, all the heads of the academies heard it, so they sent the instructor out to question him.

They watched Zhou Yi's every move, and were shocked to hear the crime of the prefect of Gu'an.

The head of the Legalist Academy spoke up, saying that the matter should be thoroughly investigated. If Zhao Gongfu was really guilty, it should be made public!

The head of the Confucian Academy, Jiang Yuanzhi, immediately retorted: "Zhao Gongfu is a disciple of the academy, in charge of a county, and provided a lot of good talents for the academy. If he is convicted for this, not to mention that the influence of the academy has greatly decreased, how can the court explain the accountability?"

"Can't such a villain be allowed to go unpunished!"

The head of the Mohist Academy noticed that his colleague looked unnatural, and his voice sank: "Could it be that Yuanzhi, you have known about this for a long time?"

"I have heard a little bit..."

Jiang Yuanzhi's face was slightly embarrassed: "Gongfu is dull and values ​​perseverance. He can be said to be a late bloomer. Just Reshape the bones, the academy will have another great scholar!"

The Legalist Dean said angrily: "Jiang Yuanzhi, how dare you betray humanity, are you not afraid of falling into a lower realm?"

"I am originally considering humanity. Zhao Gongfu only needs to achieve his destiny, and the human race will have another upper third rank."

Jiang Yuanzhi retorted: "Anyway, they are all evil ghosts and corpses. In exchange for a strong human, it can protect millions of living people. How can we lose the big for the small?"

"Old thief... boy, man..."

The Legalist Dean was not good at speaking, and he left on the spot with a curse.

The other Deans, with gloomy faces, looked at the silent Dean, and stood up one after another.

Shigu Academy is a place where Confucian sages preach, and the backbone of the academy is Confucianism. In the past hundred years, in order to accommodate various schools of thought and keep pace with the other four major academies, it has absorbed other schools.

Jiang Yuanzhi bowed and said, "Shanzhang, the thug slandered the students of the academy without reason. Please allow me to expel him."

"I hope you are right."

Shanzhang sighed and disappeared in a flash.

...

At the entrance of the academy.

An old voice sounded in Zhou Yi's ears.

"Captain Yan, this is the academy. You should go to the Ministry of Justice or the Demon Slaying Department to report the case!"

Zhou Yi immediately sensed a force of heaven and earth, trying to forcibly remove him.

A great scholar in the realm of life!

Equivalent to a cultivator in the realm of refining spirits, with a special ability to speak and act, he is more difficult to deal with than many Buddhist and Taoist cultivators.

Zhou Yi took a step and directly broke through the great scholar's magic and sneered.

"Since the academy is not in charge, what is the use of this stone drum? Don't be a whore and build a memorial archway!"

As he said, he punched the stone drum.

"How can you defile the relics of the saints!"

Jiang Yuanzhi appeared, holding a brush and writing four big characters out of thin air, saying loudly: "Heavy as a mountain."

The four characters appeared above Zhou Yi's head in an instant, turning into mountains, weighing more than ten thousand pounds, suppressing him.

"Retreat now, just as if this never happened."

Jiang Yuanzhi stroked his beard and said: "Otherwise, I will destroy your cultivation, and you will still face the wall in the back mountain for ten years, and no one will plead for you even in the Demon Slayer Division!"

"Why is it so difficult to find a place where people can reason in this world..."

Zhou Yi sighed, and the mana in his body surged like a vast ocean, rubbing against the mountains and instantly breaking.

"In that case, Yan will beat you until you can reason!"

The Demon Slayer Sword on his waist shone brightly, soaring into the air, bursting with sword light of dozens of feet and slashing towards the Shigu Academy.

"How dare you!"

Jiang Yuanzhi soared into the air and pointed at the sword: "Stop the war and unsheathe the sword!"

The Demon-Slaying Sword trembled slightly, and then the sword light flashed. Jiang Yuanzhi gently stroked his forehead, a line of blood flowed out, and then turned into nothingness.

Li Dai Tao Jiang!

Zhou Yi sensed Jiang Yuanzhi's breath and appeared in the academy, followed by the Demon-Slaying Sword.

All the teachers and students in the academy looked up and saw the majestic sword light descending, like a meteorite in the daytime, the light was blazing, and it seemed to split the academy in half.

The major academies sneered, just waiting to see Jiang Yuanzhi's joke. If they could take this opportunity to weaken the power of Confucianism in the academy, it might be a good thing.

"Yan Chixiao, you're over it!"

A scolding came from the academy, and the stone drum at the gate of the academy soared into the sky and turned into a huge stone drum.

The sword light slashed on the stone drum, making a dong dong dong sound, and a layer of golden words flowed, turning into chains to bind the Demon-Slaying Sword layer by layer.

Meteorites from outer space, handwritten by saints, worshiped by scholars for thousands of years, the stone drum has long become a treasure.

The headmaster manipulated the stone drum, and the sword that killed the demons was still powerful after it was sealed. The huge drum that covered the sky and the sun was going to suppress Zhou Yi together.

"Yan just used only 10% of his magic power!"

Zhou Yi thought, and his magic power was poured into the sword that killed the demons again, increasing it to 5,000 years.

The sword energy of the sword that killed the demons was so strong that it instantly shattered the Taoist text of the saints and sages, and fiercely cut the stone drum.

Dong...

The sound of the drum spread throughout the city of Jingzhou.

At the same time as the sound of the drum, there was a tearing sound, and a deep sword mark was left on the surface of the stone drum.

"Captain Yan, please show mercy!"

The headmaster said with regret, and waved to recall the stone drum.

"Did Yan let you go?"

Zhou Yi's magic power turned into a giant hand, grabbed the stone drum, and manipulated the sword that killed the demons to slash back and forth on the drum surface.

All the sword marks were connected into one, forming three big words: retreat drum!

"This name is just right!"

The giant hand of magic power loosened, and the stone drum immediately flew away and fell into the academy.

A moment later.

The middle door of the Shigu Academy opened, and the headmaster led the way, followed closely by the other disciples, and welcomed Zhou Yi into the academy.

Jiang Yuanzhi's face was pale, his breath was weak, a sword energy kept shuttling through his body, he bowed 90 degrees in front of Zhou Yi, kept admitting his mistakes, and was willing to do his best to make up for it.

In this way, Zhou Yi couldn't kill him on the spot.

Zhou Yi learned Yan Chixia's habit, sitting in the first seat, looking down at the great scholars of the academy with his height advantage.

"Yan has only one request: within one day, spread Zhao Gongfu's crimes throughout Jingzhou, and within three days, spread them to the world."

The headmaster was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhou Yi again.

"You can try any method, including asking for help, as long as it doesn't exceed three days..."

Zhou Yi looked at the trembling Jiang Yuanzhi, and said coldly: "Every day, Yan will kill one person present, and the first one will start with him!"

The Legalist Academy was questioning: "Captain Yan, I support you in exposing the crimes, but is it illegal to force you like this?"

Swish!

The demon-slaying sword soared into the air, and the sword light of dozens of feet slashed Jiang Yuanzhi.

No one present expected that Zhou Yi would suddenly attack, including Jiang Yuanzhi, who was still respectful when he was cut into two pieces.

Blood splattered all over the hall, staining the robes of several great scholars red.

The demon-slaying sword turned around and hung above the heads of several great scholars, the sword light was dazzling.

Zhou Yi asked: "Is this in accordance with the law?"

"Yes!"

The headmaster said: "Jiang Yuanzhi knew about it but did not report it, disregarding the people, he should be executed!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, but doubts arose in his heart. The demon illustrations did not react. Jiang Yuanzhi was not considered a demon?

"When I was talking about the law, someone was a hooligan. I was a hooligan, and you are talking about the law with me?"

Zhou Yi waved his hand to take back the demon-slaying sword and said, "From now on, three days later, I will kill someone..."

The headmaster immediately said, "Don't worry, Captain Yan. Punishing evil is the foundation of the academy."

Then he asked the instructor to bring paper and pen, and counted the crimes of Zhao Gongfu in detail. In just a quarter of an hour, he wrote "Zhao Gongfu's Twenty-Four Crimes".

The writing is sharp, the words and allusions are used, and it is indeed a top-notch article.

The students of Shigu Academy are all over Jingzhou, and many of them have left communication arrays in the academy. They immediately sent people to contact and post the crimes everywhere.

It is not difficult to send a message to the world. Shigu Academy and other academies have communication arrays, and three days are enough.

As for how to end after the message is sent to the world, it is no longer within the scope of consideration.

Although the academy has acted in justice, His Majesty will at most reprimand it, and it will never kill it.

Many great scholars in Shigu Academy, whenever they saw the bloodstains on the long gown, could think of Jiang Yuan's death.

Thinking of this, they quickly added a few sentences to the article: Jiang Yuan's death as an accomplice to the tyrant is not a pity.