The old man Fan Buhui pushed away the broken plaque on his body, feeling surprised and confused.
He was an immortal, a real immortal, while the other party was just a spiritualist, who might not have cultivated to the highest level yet, and yet he knocked him away with just one finger!
In his heart, he had to admit: "No wonder His Majesty chose this person as the envoy."
Behind Su Yun, Di Xin whispered, "You wasted 40% of your magic power in just this attack to scare this person."
Su Yun's face remained calm, his lips remained motionless, but his voice came out softly: "But if I can kill the arrogance of this immortal named Fan Buhui, it is worth wasting 40% of my mana. I am just a spiritualist, even though I am an imperial envoy, I may not be able to subdue this group of vicious immortals. If I can't subdue them, I will be coerced by them, and I will be unable to do things of my own accord, which will be extremely harmful."
The emperor thought, "I don't understand what you are saying. But if Fan Buhui is stubborn and wants to fight you after getting up, then you will be exposed after two moves. What will you do then?"
Su Yun smiled, but his heart skipped a beat. At that time, he would reveal the truth that he could only use two moves of Chaos Immortal Slaying Finger.
"You won't let me get hurt, right?" Su Yun asked.
Di Xin said indifferently: "It's OK as long as you don't die. I won't ask if you get hurt."
Su Yun was very unhappy.
"But I can help you. If I stick a tube behind their heads, they will be obedient." Emperor Xin thought.
Su Yun shook his head. The method of Emperor Xin's intubation was to control them, not to subdue them, and it could not make them convinced.
What Su Yun needs to do is to make the immortals from the Evil Emperor's old subordinates work for him.
Fan Buhui came over, bowed deeply, and said, "Your Excellency the Imperial Envoy is very skilled, I am not as good as you. No wonder His Majesty asked you to hold the talisman. Can I take a look at it?"
Su Yun took off the bronze talisman from his left arm, and with a slight thought, the talisman flew over.
Fan Buhui took the token respectfully and checked the words on it. He couldn't help but be amazed: "It really is a token from His Majesty."
He returned the token.
Su Yun asked, "What skills do you have to be able to teach at my Three Saints Academy and make a living?"
Fan Buhui was stunned and asked tentatively, "I am an immortal, isn't this enough?"
Su Yun shook his head and said unhappily, "Didn't I just send the immortal flying with one finger? It's not easy to get the title of immortal here. Astronomy, geography, numerology, formation, skills, studying things, magical powers, swordsmanship, casting, architecture, runes, you have to learn at least one of these courses."
Fan Buhui said: "I have some attainments in formation. But, aren't we going to rebel? Why should we teach?"
Su Yun looked up at him, then lowered his eyes and continued to review the documents sent from various places. He said, "Fan Buhui, the Immortal, you should have been hiding in Tianfu Cave Heaven for a long time, right? What do you do for a living?"
Fan Buhui said, "Since your majesty was defeated in the war, I have been hiding in the Tianfu Cave Heaven, avoiding two major purges. In recent years, I have settled down and run a small business in Lianque City, making a living by repairing battle formations for wealthy families. It has been seven thousand years so far."
Su Yun said: "There are many immortals like you, right?"
Fan Buhui said, "There are quite a few. There are two in Lianque City, and there are probably many in other places. Some are hiding in the downtown area, some are hiding in the mountains and forests, some are self-sealing, and some are depressed and drink all day to relieve their sorrow. Occasionally, when I go to meet old friends, every time I talk about the Rebel Emperor usurping the throne, I can't help but gnashing my teeth and wish I could eat the Rebel Emperor's flesh and blood!"
He looked at Su Yun with fiery eyes. Although he looked like an old man, he was full of vigor and his voice was sonorous and powerful: "This time we heard that His Majesty sent envoys to Tianfu to summon the old ministers, and we can imagine how excited we were! His Majesty wants to make a comeback, and so do we old ministers! But we still have to see what this envoy can do! Envoy Su fought for the throne of the Holy Emperor, and after a dazzling performance, he actually ascended the throne of the Holy Emperor, which made us old guys overjoyed and thought that you were the chosen one. Unexpectedly, after you became the Holy Emperor, you did not want to raise the banner of rebellion for His Majesty's great cause, but instead wanted to teach!"
The more he spoke, the more angry he became. He sneered, "Can teaching overthrow the Rebel Emperor?"
Su Yun put down his pen and documents, stood up, walked in front of him, and looked directly into the old man's eyes.
Although Fan Buhui knew that he was extremely powerful and could knock him away with just one finger, and that his cultivation level was probably much higher than his, he was not afraid at all and looked at him.
Su Yun suppressed his anger, lowered his voice, and said coldly: "You can overthrow the orthodoxy of the Rebel Emperor Guangpi by hiding, being depressed, and drinking to drown your sorrows? What have you done in the past few thousand years? If I don't come, you will do nothing! Once I come, you want me to do everything! When I was fighting for my life and death, you just watched from the side! Is this restoration a restoration of my orthodoxy, Su Yun?"
Fan Buhui showed a guilty look and said, "We are not the emperor's envoys..."
"shut up!"
Su Yun shouted, "Your Majesty was usurped by the Rebel Emperor and lost his legitimacy. Don't I feel heartbroken? Don't I feel sleepless when I think of this hatred? Don't I feel indignant and burst into tears when I think of the Rebel Emperor sitting in the court with a wolfish smile? My tears flow into my stomach, but you just can't see it!"
Fan Buhui said timidly: "I misunderstood the Imperial Envoy. It's my fault. Since you are so loyal to the Emperor, why do you still want to teach..."
Su Yun snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves and turned around, facing away from him, looking up at the sky, and said, "Your Majesty's power is not much left. The Rebel Emperor and his followers control the fairy world. How powerful is their power? They can easily destroy us thousands of times. We are weak, and if we want to help Your Majesty, we can only do it slowly. I opened a school in Tianfu Cave to shake the foundation of the Rebel Emperor in the mortal world. Your Majesty is now in the fairy world, running around for us and attracting attention. Is it easy?"
He was filled with righteous indignation, looked at Fan Buhui, and shouted: "Your Majesty has transformed into a corpse demon, but he is still fighting to gain opportunities and time for development for us. Instead of thinking about how to expand and develop, you want to burn your Majesty's hard work to satisfy your delusion of sacrificing your life for righteousness!"
Fan Buhui was extremely ashamed and said, "I am teaching at the Three Saints Academy. Please stop talking, my old minister..."
Su Yun slowed down his tone, supported his shoulders, and said solemnly: "Fan Buhui, you are a loyal minister, I know, and His Majesty knows it too. But we cannot let His Majesty down."
Fan Buhui was too ashamed to face him directly, so he turned his face to the side and lowered his head, feeling extremely ashamed.
Su Yun said: "You will teach at the Three Saints Academy first, and there will be immortals teaching later. You should warn them earnestly and persuade them."
Fan Buhui nodded: "I feel really regretful..."
"That's enough."
Su Yun raised his hand to stop him from speaking, and said with a tired smile: "We are all family. Although the misunderstanding of family members makes me more sad, I can bear it. You go to see Bai Ze, and he will arrange for your teaching at the Three Saints Academy."
Fan Buhui walked out, and stopped at the palace gate. He hesitated for a moment and said, "The Imperial Envoy has suffered. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. A man's collapse is often in an instant. If you are wronged and need to talk, you can come to me at any time."
Su Yun nodded in agreement.
Fan Buhui left, feeling extremely regretful, and silently said, "I didn't know he was under so much pressure. It's no wonder. As an imperial envoy, he came to this strange place alone with a sacred mission. He couldn't get any help from heaven or earth. He finally achieved something, but he was embarrassed by his own people. If it were me, I would collapse too, right?"
Su Yun waited until Fan Buhui left Tianfu before he breathed a sigh of relief. He threw the pen and documents aside, took out a wisp of immortal energy, and intensified his practice to replenish his cultivation.
"If I don't make up for my cultivation, how can I trick a second immortal into coming and teaching me?"
He sighed and thought, "It's really hard to run a school."
He activated the Purple Mansion Candle Dragon Sutra, the bell rang, the Purple Mansion began to operate, and in a short period of time, the immortal energy flowed from the Purple Mansion through Candle Dragon and Zhongshan, and after being tempered by the Nine Abysses, it turned into true essence.
Then passing through Changyuan, Leichi, and Guanghan, the violent energy will be eliminated and flow through the whole body, sharpening the flesh.
Su Yun's cultivation quickly recovered and returned to its peak, and even improved slightly.
This fairy energy comes from the blessed land of Tianchuan Cave, which is an unoccupied area. Although Su Yun is the Holy Emperor, he actually has no territory in Tianfu Cave, so he immediately lets his spiritualists occupy the place and collect the fairy energy.
He cultivated to the realm of the Saint, a realm that is broad and profound, and it is not easy to achieve. The so-called Saint is to verify the knowledge of the saints. In the process of continuous verification, one's own cultivation becomes higher and higher, and his insights become deeper and deeper, thus reaching the level of the saint.
Su Yun combined the strengths of both old and new studies, integrated the immortal runes derived from gods and demons, and constructed his own set of skills, called the Purple Mansion Candle Dragon Sutra.
Yuan Shuo had read almost all of the saints' unique knowledge. As he grew up, he constantly verified the knowledge of these saints. If he wanted to break through, he needed to absorb more knowledge from the original realm and verify it.
Although there are also people in the Yuan Dao realm in Tianfu, the education in Tianfu is a family-based system that is not passed on to outsiders. As a result, Su Yun has no way of absorbing the knowledge of Tianfu's Yuan Dao realm masters.
"However, this may be an opportunity to verify the immortal's unique skills."
Su Yun's eyes flickered as he recalled the magic that Fan Buhui had used to fight against his Primal Chaos Immortal Slaying Finger. He thought, "If I use the immortal's unique skills to prove my path to becoming a saint, I may achieve another unexpected result."
The magic that Fan Buhui used just now was extremely sophisticated. Although Su Yun used the Chaos Immortal Killing Finger to repel him, Fan Buhui was not seriously injured. This shows how terrifying his strength is.
"His strength should be above that of Xiao Zidu. Di Xin, did you see clearly the magical powers he displayed just now?" Su Yun asked.
Emperor Xin said: "The power of the magical power he used comes from the Dao Fire. First, he formed a Dao field of fire and cultivated Samadhi."
As he spoke, he performed the magic that Fan Buhui had just used, and easily performed it. He ended the move and said, "That's it."
Su Yun was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
The emperor thought: "If you don't see clearly, I will use it again."
Su Yun nodded repeatedly.
Di Xin then performed it again. Su Yun was still dumbfounded. After a moment, he said, "Di Xin, have you learned this magical power and comprehended the Dao Fire?"
Emperor Xin shook his head.
Su Yun said: "Then how can you perform this move?"
The emperor thought: "Read it once, understand its principle, and you will learn it naturally."
"Watch it once, and it will come naturally..."
Su Yun burst into tears, and for the first time he experienced the pain of being hit hard by someone.
Suddenly, he felt that comprehending the immortals' unique skills might not be the shortcut to becoming a saint. The best way to become a saint was to study the monster, Emperor's Heart.
"The people from Tongtian Pavilion haven't arrived yet. Otherwise, we could have them slice up the Emperor's Heart and study it in the name of healing."
With Di Xin's guidance, Su Yun made rapid progress, making it possible for him to verify the immortal's unique skills to help him break through.
"Having Emperor Xin around may not be a bad thing. Maybe I can turn waste into treasure, improve my vision and knowledge, and enhance my cultivation strength." Su Yun thought to himself.
At this time, a voice was heard from afar: "The road is as vast as the blue sky, but I am the only one who cannot go out! I play the sword and sing a sad song, but it is not appropriate to drag my skirt to the royal gate! Miao Qiuming, a hermit in Dongshan, heard that Emperor Su was recruiting talented people and was eager to seek talents, so I came to ask for an audience."
Su Yun said: "Please come in."
The voice of Miao Qiuming, the hermit from Dongshan, came, saying, "As a Saint Emperor, when you hear that a wise man is coming to visit, shouldn't you welcome him with open arms?"
Su Yun looked at the broken plaque in the front hall, then looked at Emperor Xin behind him, and couldn't help laughing.
——On the first of next month, Lin Yuanxing plans to rush to the monthly ticket list to see if he can improve his performance. Book friends are requested to prepare the guaranteed monthly tickets to support him!