"That's right, that's what you think. Our conversation just now was actually a paper contract, and I was careless. They discovered the aftermath of the distraction, and although the nature of the saint was enough to ignore most of the world's injuries, the world's will was not. Qu Yuan said a lot, but Li Yi seemed to understand a little crookedly.

"You mean to say that according to the will of the world, you should have died here, but in order to avoid this, you used the Soul Splitting Technique?" Li Yi seemed to understand something, and without waiting for Qu Yuan to answer him, he immediately spoke:

"And what is your distraction? The three Lu doctors in the temple are Mi Ping? Or regex? Lingjun? ”

"No wonder, with your strength, you obviously won't fall to the point of throwing yourself into the river, but the will of the world will think so, no wonder you suffered this catastrophe today."

Qu Yuan saw that this young man had told his secret in just a few words, and he also smiled bitterly: "That's right, when I advanced to the Heavenly Realm, I felt that I would suffer this great calamity. Therefore, there are two copies of the soul, one stands in the court, and the other travels in the world, so Qu Yuan, the doctor of Sanlu, was deposed. And Mi Ping, a descendant of the Chu royal family, is on the throne. I thought that I would be robbed in the court, but I never thought that my identity as Qu Yuan had achieved the essence of a saint by chance. ”

"But Qu Yuan's identity, under the influence of the will of the world, still tricked you." Li Yi continued with Qu Yuan's words.

"That's right. As you can guess, even if I really self-proclaimed cultivation, even if I went to Miluo, I wouldn't have sunk, because it couldn't bear the essence of a saint at all. But I never thought that those big men in Kunlun could sense the destiny of heaven and set up this situation. Thanks to a few friends, otherwise my life would be in danger. Qu Yuan then finally revealed the true face of the fisherman.

It turned out that this fisherman was the god of water among the gods of Kunlun Mountain, and he was also a god in the legendary realm. Although his combat power may be weaker than that of Osiris and Seth, the essence is the same, regardless of whether he is high or low.

This water god probably got the "Chu Ci Fisherman" from the temple of the gods, so he wanted to use it to trap Qu Yuan, a human race Tianjiao who would definitely advance to the saint once the gods and souls were united.

But he never wanted to be disturbed by Li Yi and them, there was originally a bonus of the will of the world, even if the saint wanted to stop Qu Yuan, he might not be able to do it, this was also the original intention of the water god.

If no one can save Qu Yuan, then it is naturally good to complete the task, but if someone can really save him in this design, then this person is definitely not something he can deal with.

So after playing his own role, the water god drove away directly, very simply, not dragging mud and water at all.

But he didn't expect that with Li Yi here, even the curse formed by the hindrance of the world's will would be helpless, so it didn't take much effort to stop Qu Yuan.

Finally understood the cause and effect of the matter, Li Yi left the letterhead of the Taoist Sage Laozi and said goodbye to Qu Yuan.

"In this case, we want to go to the Qi King Dujixia School Palace to participate in the Hundred Schools of Thought, I don't know what Doctor Sanlu has planned?"

"The catastrophe of my Miluo River has passed, and there is no obstacle to the holy path, this time I want to go to Chudu, and my soul will become one and step into the holy realm."

Qu Yuan's voice was full of determination, where was the appearance of the decadent middle-aged man before.

"Since Mr. is all right, then I'll take my leave."

"Okay, don't leave it at that, but five little friends, I still want to thank you for your help this time, and I owe you a favor Qu Yuan."

After a few more greetings, Li Yi and they left directly.

After they left, Qu Yuan took out the letter of the Dao Sheng, tore off the wax seal, took out the letter and read it.

"How? Has it come to this point? Unexpectedly, even his state of mind that had reached the Holy Realm fluctuated.

One moment happy, one moment sad, one moment agitated, and finally his expression was fixed on solemnity.

After reading the last word of the letter, he sighed, turned the letter into paper powder, and a burst of red light flashed, leaving only a few wisps of light smoke in the same place, falling into the Miluo River.

Then the Sanlu doctor, who would have been closely associated with the Miluo River, hurriedly left this river, which might have been famous for him.

Maybe it was something that was said in that letter, but now except for Qu Yuan and Dao Sheng, other people don't know anything about that letter.

And what is it that can make a quasi-saint whose realm has reached the holy realm, and who only needs to have two souls together, can truly possess the power of the holy realm, have such a fluctuating mood.

No matter how many secrets are hidden behind this, they have nothing to do with Li Yi and them.

They are now on the road to Linzi, the capital of Qi State.

There, a good show of a hundred schools of thought is about to be staged, and then it will be a battle of dragons and tigers.

Not only Taoism, Confucianism, Moism, Bingjia, Zonghengjia, peasant family and other famous and surnamed, but also the twelve schools of thought that have been circulating on Li Yi's original earth for thousands of years.

Some other things that Li Yi has vaguely heard, or seems to have an impression, will also appear.

Not to mention the new schools of thought that constantly emerge every time a hundred schools of thought contend.

Although the sum of the total number of zeros and zeros is a hundred schools of thought, the schools of thought that come to the debate can be much more than the number of hundred.

Back then, there was one of the grandest 100 schools of thought, and the participating schools were able to break through the 1,000 mark!

You know, this is not the kind of casual refill, the original saints have stipulated that only at least one Heavenly Realm is in charge, and the doctrine is reasonable, can participate in the contention of a hundred schools.

Therefore, the strength of the Terrans at that time can be seen.

Of course, there are not so many schools of thought involved in this contest, and there are probably less than two hundred.

Among them, in addition to the 100 schools set last time, there are more than a dozen of the remaining companies that were downgraded from the top 100 last time, and dozens of companies that have been downgraded from the last time and before to the present.

The rest are those new schools, and their goal is to squeeze into the hundred without exception, and as for the ranking, it depends on their own strength.

If the strength is enough, maybe it will be able to rise up and occupy a place in the top fifty.

If the strength is not enough, then it is natural to strive to enter the position of the hundred schools first and then talk about others.

In an instant, it was September, and Li Yi and his companions hurried and finally rushed to the Jixia School Palace before the official opening of the Hundred Schools of Thought.

At this time, the Jixia School Palace that appeared in front of them was very different from the one Li Yi knew.

In a world without transcendent magic, the size of the Jixia School Palace is about 100 acres, which is about the size of an ordinary high school.

But what appeared in front of Li Yi and them now has expanded nearly a thousand times, a full 100,000 acres of size! That's as much land as five or six universities combined.

She is a city in itself! The name is called Jixia!