The next day!

The entire palace was peaceful. Emperor Yin sat on the dragon throne and looked at the scattered loyal officials below, without any expression.

"Tell me... what happened these days."

He rubbed his eyebrows, feeling something was wrong with his body, as if he was in a trance after excessive indulgence. He rubbed his eyebrows, and he glanced at the loyal people below.

He didn't care what happened in the palace. After all, he didn't care about the Yin Yue Dynasty. At this time, the country was a city in the atrium.

What he needed was to keep going up, and he wanted to enter the atrium, so he didn't care about the prince's rebellion with officials.

The officials below looked at each other in a glance. They wanted to say it, but they didn't know where to start. During this period, Emperor Yin seemed to have changed a different person. At this time, they had no idea how to say this.

But there are always people who can do not fear the majesty of Emperor Yin. One of the officials came out. His expression was extremely firm on his face. He knelt down and sighed: "Your Majesty, the harem has been indulging in this period and ignored the government affairs. Even now Lin Changfeng is in the limelight. This is a threat to our court."

The original face became extremely melancholy. After hearing that he was indulging in the harem, the expression on his face could no longer be sluggish. He took a deep breath to calm down his heart and said indifferently: "Tell me, there are still those things..."

Officials listed the crimes of Emperor Yin during this period one by one, and began to observe Emperor Yin's face.

What made them feel strange was that the more Yin Huang listened, the more gloomy the expression on his face became, as if he would slap the table in the next second.

This change in expression made several officials extremely puzzled. Why did His Majesty's expression at this time seem like he didn't do these things himself?

At this time, Emperor Yin's lungs were almost irritated. He was a king of a generation, so how could he tolerate betrayal? Although Ling Zongxian used his body, but his soul...

The expression gradually became gloomy as water. The more Emperor Yin was like this, the more nervous the officials felt. They were wondering if they had said too much, which led to Emperor Yin remembering something bad at this time.

But thinking about it, Emperor Yin has indeed changed his temperament these days, and he has no control over the government and is addicted to the harem all day long. Isn’t this a foolish monarch?

But at this moment... they looked at the expression on Emperor Yin's face, as if... the foolish monarch that was originally disappeared. This was the Emperor Yin they knew, the king above ten thousand people.

"Your Majesty, the memorials of this period have been placed in the Imperial Study Room. Why not go and read them first?"

Hearing this, the expression on Emperor Yin's face was even more gloomy. Then he sighed and said angrily: "I'll give up today. I will read the memorials in the imperial study room one by one."

With a wave of his hand, Emperor Yin walked towards the Imperial Study Room with a dark face. His expression was extremely ugly along the way, and even the eunuch who was accompanying him dared not say a word.

He could sense that Emperor Yin was really angry at this time, and at the same time, the anger overflowed directly, making him afraid to get close.

After returning to the imperial study room, Emperor Yin waved his hand and used a spiritual energy to close the door. After looking at the thick memorials placed in front of the table, he raised his hand and knocked all memorials out directly.

"Ling Zongxian!"

These three words, Emperor Yin gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that he would warn the other party like this, but Ling Zongxian still dared to do such a thing and did not take him seriously at all.

At this same time, the blue smoke in the incense burner moved, and then Mo Chan's figure appeared. He grinned and sneered, "Why kill him directly?"

This slightly sarcastic tone made Emperor Yin very upset, but he also knew that he could not do anything about this. After taking a deep breath and exhaling, he said in a deep voice: "Since it is an incarnation outside of his body, naturally, he cannot kill him so easily, otherwise all my efforts will be wasted."

"Since you know, it's better to hold on to this matter first. He is you and you are him, so why bother with these things?"

Mo Chan spoke again, and Emperor Yin glanced at Mo Chan deeply and wanted to say something, but after thinking that the other party was a monk, he didn't say it.

"Chuanguo comes to see me in old age!"

A sound of smashing things came from the imperial study room, followed by the angry voice of Emperor Yin. The little eunuch standing outside the door hurriedly bowed and then began to go to the courtyard where the Guo Lao was.

"You seem to know a lot..."

Lin Mansion!

Fu Liuyan looked at Lin Changfeng, and the expression on her face gradually showed a look of ridicule, "I don't even know about this. Are you sure you can be absolutely sure?"

After glanced at Fu Liuyan indifferently, Lin Changfeng said lightly: "If I were not absolutely sure, I wouldn't have swung that knife yesterday."

There are many other things Lin Changfeng did not honestly explain, such as his transaction with Master Fu Liuyan, who believes that this will not disappoint him than the transaction.

"Just be confident." Fu Liuyan rolled his eyes wide, then laughed and said, "Don't forget that you didn't kill the bald donkey that day, so it's unlikely that you will pass through the three levels of Buddhism."

This is the truth. Lin Changfeng's sword that day was indeed very scary. He was afraid that he would surpass the fourth grade, but that was only the fourth grade. It was still a bit too difficult to take action against the third grade.

The third and fourth grades are the same gap, so Fu Liuyan still does not like Lin Changfeng. She likes to speak with facts.

Everyone knows that in the three Buddhist levels tomorrow, Lin Changfeng can swing the combat power that surpasses the sword yesterday.

The strong men knew that if Lin Changfeng could use the complete soul pill, he would definitely be able to easily overcome the three levels of Buddhism.

Unfortunately, there are only half of the soul pills left now, and even half of them cannot kill Ji Zheng. They naturally know that it is impossible to surpass that sword.

"I'll see the final decision tomorrow."

After Lin Changfeng said this, he began to fall into a brief meditation. He now needs to accumulate energy and he needs to face Buddhism in the best state.

"I hope you can do it..." Fu Liuyan said, then realized that something was wrong and added: "You'd better do it."

She remembered that there was no hidden magic weapon at this time, and the Buddhist sect was looking at him. If Lin Changfeng didn't do it, she would be cold.

Looking up and down at Lin Changfeng who was in a state of meditation, Fu Liuyan looked worried. She scolded her master ten thousand times in her heart. If it weren't for the master, how could she be worried here?

"Not to be a son!"
Chapter completed!