please don't wear it

Research and record the rules of this world, and write a book so that ordinary people can know them too.

Such an idea is not uncommon in the modern world, and it can also be found in some fantasy worlds.

But in this world, it was simply the first experience of the world.

For 2000 years, the monks have lived and cultivated according to the rules formulated in the "Book of Law", and their words and deeds have been strictly controlled.

Some people hate this state and the constant monitoring ghost eyes, while others regard the "Dharma Book" as a standard, thinking that it can make everything better.

But no matter who it is, they never dare to violate the rules of the "Book of Law", and they have never explored the origin of the world or other paths of cultivation.

There are several old grandpas in his mind, and Lin Yue, who is always instilled "our cultivation system is also very powerful", can have this idea.

But... Shouldn't Lin Yue go to practice?

Although he is only 15 years old now, he can start the plot when he turns [-] next year.

In the plot, he learned all ten cultivation systems, held nine magic weapons of the grandfather, and at the end hung Zhang Huaimin to beat him.

There is a bright and smooth road in front of him, but Lin Yue said that he wants to study theory and publish a book?

Yi Lianzhen couldn't accept this change for a while, and didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Lin Yue couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

If there is no money, the plan of publishing a book will die in the cradle.

"Senior Brother Yi," he had to soften his tone to ask for help, "Although we have no money now, when I become famous in the future, I will definitely make money selling books."

"You just treat it as an investment?" He suggested, "After I pay back the borrowed money, we'll split it up again?"

Yi Lian laughed dumbfoundedly, but Lin Yue thought long term.

"No share," he said briskly, "and no repayment."

Ren Wudao may be short of things, but he will definitely not be short of money.Publishing books and researching theory are both good hobbies and should be supported.

And they will leave this world soon, when Lin Yue wants to pay back the money, he can't find anyone.

Lin Yue was startled, and opened his eyes wide: "How can this work, I must pay it back!"

Yi Lian really smiled, noncommittal, he nodded Ren Wudao with his chin: "As much as you want, just ask him to get the money."

"Okay!" Lin Yue happily agreed, and went to report the number to Ren Wudao, "It turns out that Brother Ren is in charge of the accounts."

Ren Wudao hummed and gave him the money.

Yi Lianzhen: "..."

Lin Yue will make up his mind, and Ren Wudao will cooperate. He does not intend to correct Lin Yue's misunderstanding.

Be my brother, be my brother.

Lin Yue's ability to act was surprisingly strong. After getting the money, he immediately started his own plan.

He seems to have a natural interest in what's behind things.

In order to explore the relationship between Ren Wudao and Yi Lianzhen, he was able to persevere in the corner.Now, when studying the cultivation system and the theory of cultivation, it seems a bit like forgetting to eat and sleep.

From morning to night, except for sleeping and eating, he was discussing and studying with the grandfathers in his mind, exploring the theories behind the cultivation system, and discussing with each other how to write them more easily.

For a few days, Yi Lianzhen and Ren Wudao wanted to play cards, but they could only find Shao'er.

Fortunately, although the three of them cannot play mahjong, they can fight landlords.

Yi Lian really gave it a name that fits the status quo, "Fighting Villains".

The fly in the ointment is probably that Shao'er never robs landlords, he and Ren Wudao will always be opposites.

Ten days later, Lin Yue summed up a hundred universal theories, bought paper and ink, borrowed Bu Lufeng to make typefaces, and printed a batch of pamphlets.

"We can't be too eager for quick success," he said to Shao'er, "Try these first, and distribute them to everyone for free. Then we will gradually make it bigger and bigger."

"The city is full of mortals, and they don't need to abide by the rules of the "Book of Dharma", just to let them know the truth of this world!"

"Can they understand this?" Shao'er asked worriedly with a booklet in her hand.

"It may still be a bit esoteric, but if you can understand them, you can understand it," Lin Yue said, "Can you understand it?"

Shao Er honestly shook her head: "I can only understand a little..."

Lin Yue: "..."

"You child," the grandpa of the political strategist in his head said worriedly, "these theories are difficult to understand, you can only understand them after we teach you day and night, even if you write them in simple words now, it is still difficult to understand !"

"I still suggest you to open a school," the old man said earnestly, "Your things are just teaching materials, and you need a teacher's teaching to make people truly understand them."

"Where can I find the teacher now?" Lin Yue curled his lips and blocked the old grandpas neatly.

"If you don't understand, then you don't understand." He pulled Shao'er to the door and handed her a stack of booklets, "Go with me first and distribute these booklets to people on the street, and then run a school when you have the opportunity Find a teacher to teach theory."

"One day everyone will understand this," he said.

Shao Er asked again: "Then what if they don't want these booklets?"

"It's easy," Lin Yue said confidently, "Did you see the package over there? I prepared it in advance. At the same time as sending the booklet, give them some small gifts, so you don't have to worry about not sending them out!"

The two teenagers took the pamphlets to distribute along the street early in the morning, and Yi Lianzhen couldn't laugh or cry.

Lin Yue is smart, but with the gesture of distributing small leaflets, I don't know how many people will read those leaflets seriously, and how many people will really understand them.

The people who received the brochures probably went there for gifts.

Instead, Ren Wudao took a booklet and read it seriously.

"These theories are not the same as what I was exposed to when I was practicing," he explained, "but there are some merits."

"Then let him do it," Yi Lianzhen said while shaking his head with a smile, "Anyway, there is nothing to worry about right now."

The two teenagers don't have to worry about ghost eyes, they can do whatever they want in the mortal world.Don't talk about distributing booklets, even if you really publish a book and run a school, it's okay to make things big and expose your identity as a monk.

The cultivation world can't take care of them for the time being.

The world of self-cultivation in this world is very chaotic right now.

Shi Yexin's actions were completely within their expectations.

He failed to find Ren Wudao, and under the tremendous pressure of Zhang Huaimin and Guiyan, he began to attack Zhang Huaimin's men.

Two of the heads of the three sects had died within ten days, and the two who took over the positions of heads were also slaughtered by Shi Yexin the next day.

In addition, the elders and great elders of the two sects also suffered varying degrees of casualties, and there were not many high-level sects left.

Qingyun Sword Sect is far away from the other two sects, so it has not been affected for the time being, and only two elders who traveled abroad died.

Even so, Shi Yexin's action efficiency far exceeded Yi Lian's imagination.

"Maybe we don't need to take action," he smacked his lips, "Zhang Huaimin couldn't help himself."

"He still has ghost eyes." Ren Wudao smiled and mentioned.

Yi Lian really shrugged: "Ghost eyes can't speak after all."

In addition to ghost eyes that play a supervisory role, Zhang Huaimin also needs someone to convey his ideas from top to bottom, and also needs some people to help maintain the stability of the power system.

But none of them is Zhang Huaimin, and they don't know where his bottom line is.

The best choice is still to do it quietly after Ren Wudao recovers his strength.

At this time, Shi Yexin was as caring as their good friend, able to perfectly attract Zhang Huaimin's full attention.

Lin Yue and Shao'er came back only an hour later, and it seemed that the brochure distribution went quite smoothly.

However, as soon as he entered the door, Lin Yue dragged Shao'er and ran all the way to Yi Lianzhen.

"I, we..." He was out of breath, his face turned pale, "We heard some news in the city, it's really scary!"

"What news?" Yi Lian straightened up.

Lin Yue just went to a mortal market, what could scare him like this?

Even Ren Wudao, who had been meditating next to him, opened his eyes and looked this way.

"It's news from the cultivation world!" Lin Yue's voice trembled with excitement, "Even mortals know about it, and it's spreading it!"

"In the past few days, two of the heads of the three sects died! My uncle also died!"

"It is said that they were killed by a mysterious person who used light threads as a weapon. They had almost no power to fight back against that person!"

Yi Lianzhen and Ren Wudao looked at each other, their expressions were subtle.

That's what happened.

"Why do you have such expressions?" Lin Yue was puzzled and terrified, "Even the newly appointed head is dead—that person killed four heads and seventeen elders in total!"

"No one knows his name, and no one knows where he came from. The monks are afraid of ghosts and dare not tell, but ordinary people are guessing how strong he is!"

"Will he be the second Zhang Huaimin?"

"It is said that the head of Qingyun Sword Sect is very afraid and has already started to build a defensive circle. I think this person is more dangerous than Zhang Huaimin, we must be careful..."

Lin Yue talked for a long time, but he still didn't get a response, so he gradually felt something was wrong, and stared at Yi Lianzhen in confusion: "Why didn't you respond...Senior brother Yi, did you know about this a long time ago?"