Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 127 Meteor falling from the sky
"so annoying!"

Peng Yu lay prone on the desk, flicking the clock on the desk bored.

It has been three months since the God Emperor sword slashed the ruins. According to the original plan, I should have completed the world promotion, started the five-turn calamity, randomly lost the senses, and made the final breakthrough.

But now, the space-time storm has just stopped, and he still needs a period of time for the world to buffer.

During this period of time, there was a burst of true energy from time to time, and Peng Yu couldn't even study well, so he could only study by himself in the study.

For the past three months, the Emperor has been very busy.In order to deal with the Yin-Yang Daotian, he discussed with his courtiers for a long time, and decided to send troops to smash the Yin-Yang Daotian and exterminate this group of aliens.

In addition to being busy, the Emperor of God was able to find time to inquire about Peng Yu's situation and was concerned about Peng Yu's studies during this period.

This move made the teachers panic and hurriedly assigned some more homework.

Just as his studies were getting worse and he couldn't get out of his dormitory or study, Peng Yu felt more and more bored.

"Can't we find a way to shield this Qiankun Zhenqi?"

In recent days of zhenqi riots, even several female teachers were almost caught, and they dared not approach Peng Yu at all.

dong dong dong-

There was a knock at the door.

Peng Yu turned his head in the other direction, and said lazily, "Come in, anyway, you're the only one who can get close."

Zhuan Yang opened the door and came in, and smelled the room, but there was no smell at all.

But why do those maids say that his room has a special fragrance?
Seeing the back of the head on the table, he came over with a plate of food.

"Come here, your meal today."

"Don't eat." Peng Yu didn't even look at it: "I won't let you out of the house for a few days, and no one can see it except your face. Is it really under house arrest?"

Seeing the two stacks of homework in front of him, he swung his arm and threw them all to the ground.

Zhuan Yang put the food plate on the table outside, came over to pick up the homework one by one, and tried to persuade him: "Who told the Emperor to do the inspections recently, and even arrange the test papers himself. Who would dare to slack off among those teachers?"

After running to the Temple of War God to play around, Peng Yu's tight strings were completely loosened.Relying on the fact that I was in the promotion period, I called for retreat and practice every day, and I didn't do my homework well in the first month.

As a result, the Emperor made random checks and was furious when he saw that the homework was not handed in on time.Write the test paper for Peng Yu personally, and put down the words: "If Hao'er fails any homework, just wait for the lecturer!"

Under this threat, teachers can only continue to add homework.

"Hmph—that can't be messed around. Look at my homework, twelve papers, five thousand words each. This is just homework for classics. Other law copying, arithmetic deduction... They really thought I was Is it a genius, or do I have eight hands and can do all their homework?"

Peng Yu was very upset.

The promotion to Xuanhuang Futian was hindered, and he was pressured by a lot of homework. He still couldn't contact the outside world, so he could only look at Zhuan Yang's face.

"It's a big deal, I won't write it anymore, is it possible that he can still come from Tiangong and beat me to death?"

"He can't kill you, but all of us should suffer."

Zhuan Yang flipped through Peng Yu's homework.

Although Peng Yu said to strike, in fact, more than half of the homework has been written.All that remains is the tedious homework of transcribing the law and silently writing the Psalms.

Immediately, Zhuan Yang had a clue, and thought: No wonder he complained as soon as I entered the door.Dare to wait for me here?

"Alright, eat well, Your Highness, and I'll help you copy the law." Zhuan Yang pulled a chair over and imitated Peng Yu's handwriting to copy the law homework.

"Let's say it first, let the teachers see the homework, don't show it to His Majesty. Otherwise, I'm afraid His Majesty will kill me."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk." The voice came from the table in the outer room.

As soon as Zhuan Yang looked up, the salted fish lying on the table had teleported outside to eat.

Shaking his head, he continued to bury his head in writing.

"Article [-] of the new reform of the criminal law, the murderer dies. The Tiangang Realm and the citizens of the Tiangang Realm will be sentenced according to the law. The Supernatural Realm, the penalty will be halved, and the ransom will be granted. The Martial Saint will be tried by the Temple of War, and the sentence will be transferred to the imperial court."

After writing this article, Zhuan Yang thought wildly.

"Eight years ago, punishment was completely useless to Martial Saints. Adding this one eight years later, presumably His Majesty's control over the Temple of War is getting deeper and deeper?"

"Perhaps, the Temple of War God has been afraid to open up the quota for a long time, and has kept seven quotas all the time, just because of the rule of 'the punishment cannot be a martial saint'?"

In Dakun, high-end combat power is always privileged.

In the era of the ancestors and saint queens, the citizens of that time were rare even in the Tiangang realm.A warrior in the Tiangang realm can bring countless prey to the people, can fill the stomachs of many people, and is also a military barrier to protect the people.

Even if the Tiangang warriors make mistakes, they will not be severely punished.In that era, the life of a citizen was not worth as much as a Tiangang warrior.

But with the rise of martial arts, there are more and more Tiangang warriors, and the law gradually includes them.During the period of Emperor Renhuang, the legal plan for Tiangang warriors has been completed. Only warriors with supernatural powers and above are not bound by the law, but only restricted by the Temple of War.

During the Linghuang period, the number of supernatural warriors reached the threshold, and King Gaoyang personally amended the law to include supernatural warriors into the law.However, Wu Sheng, as the highest-end combat force, is still outside the law of the country.Even if Wu Sheng kills someone, it is just a punishment for thinking behind closed doors.

Since then, the martial saints of the Temple of War have reached a tacit agreement.The limit of martial saints has been suppressed, and only seven martial saints are kept on the surface.It is to prevent the emperor from bringing Wu Sheng into the law one day, so that Wu Sheng loses his privileges.

After eight years of fighting, the God Emperor infiltrated his influence into the Temple of God of War, but the power of the Martial Saints in the Temple of God of War is still strong.Even this privilege is convenient for the interests of the entire Dasheng class.Even the masters of the major families and sects will not allow the God Emperor to knock down the privilege of the Martial Saint.

The hearing in the Temple of War, and then a cutscene in front of the Emperor, was the result of a compromise between the two parties.

"what are you thinking?"

Peng Yu walked over while holding the ham and sprouts bun.

"Nothing, just thinking about this new law."

"About this, I still have a thesis. It was personally arranged by my father, and let me talk about the pros and cons of Wu Sheng to the country."

Peng Yu grabbed the homework with his oily hands.

Zhuan Yang was about to stop, when Peng Yu suddenly turned his hand, rubbed his shoulders a few times, and then took out a paper from the homework pile.

"..."

Staring at the oil stains on his clothes, Zhuan Yang silently held back his words.

"What are you looking at? You don't wash the clothes anyway. I'll hand them over to the laundry room to save them from being greedy for me all day long."

"This is why you have to change three sets of clothes every day recently?"

"Yes, let them wash their clothes hard, work more, and think less about me."

Peng Yu sat down on the table, shaking his long legs.

Zhuan Yang opened the paper and saw the first sentence at the beginning.

"Imperial power is paramount, the heavens and the earth, and I am the only one. The privileges of the world belong to the emperor alone. The right of the martial saint to be exempted from punishment should be granted by the emperor, not the martial saint."

Zhuan Yang's face changed. As a child of the family, he will also be one of the beneficiaries of the Martial Saint's privilege in the future.Seeing Peng Yu's words, he was naturally shocked.

But before he could look down carefully, Peng Yu patted his shoulder heavily.

"What?"

"Look, there are shooting stars!" Peng Yu was full of excitement, pointing outside and shouting: "The thing fell on us!"

Pulling him, the two ran outside the house, Zhuan Yang had no time to read the following article.

After coming out, Zhuan Yang saw a golden meteor falling from the sky.

"Wait, this direction... are we here?"

"To be more precise, it is Tiandang Mountain." Peng Yu deduced the trajectory of the meteor based on astronomy and arithmetic, and dragged Zhuan Yang to teleport away.

In the Simu Palace, other people also noticed the meteor falling.And the lecturers of the prince are all well-informed, so they naturally know about the survivors of the Yin-Yang Great World.

"Is there a remnant who didn't enter the Yinyang Daotian, but flew to Tiandang Mountain?"

After everyone was shocked, they rushed to the meteor crash site in ecstasy.

That is the inheritance of the Yin-Yang Sect, the real predestined connection to the ancient immortals.

However, although they were fast, when they fell, they saw a young man in brocade clothes standing there.

"Your Highness...Your Highness?"

"It turned out to be Teacher Yan and Teacher Gu."

The lecturer who taught them astronomy was surnamed Yan, and the teacher who taught them arithmetic was surnamed Gu. Both teachers were proficient in fairy arts and arithmetic, and they calculated to the meteor crash point one step ahead of the others.

"It seems that I still have two true biography. You can calculate it, and Gu can also calculate it, and it is faster than you. Do you think Gu's homework can be reduced?"

After the two lecturers saluted Peng Yu, Teacher Gu smiled wryly: "Your Highness, your studies must not be neglected. Your Majesty loved arithmetic when he was young, and his arithmetic homework has always been good. His Majesty personally arranges the examination papers...you should take it easy."

Master Yan was easy to talk to, and readily agreed that he would not have to hand in the astronomy homework.

"As long as His Highness passes the exam, it doesn't matter if you don't attend classes in the future."

While speaking, Bao Sanquan came riding a spirit tiger.Afterwards, Xiao Mujin dragged Wang Jian and rushed over through the air.There are also Xin Zhiwen, Wang Bozheng, etc., all masters from all walks of life in Simu Palace gather here.

　Thanks to Sangong Jiufu Yinggan Tianzun, Mirror Image Sage, and Long Haomiao for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)