I really became a king.

Chapter 328: One Word to Rule the World

Establish a mind for heaven and earth, plead for the people, carry on the unique knowledge of the ancient sages, and bring peace to the world for all generations!

However, Jiang Yi was moved and thought of Mr. Wen Da from Yinshan Realm. He was so excited that he blurted out a word.

Whenever I read this sentence, I always feel my hair stand on end and a tingling sensation all over my body. It is a tremor that comes from the depths of my soul.

This sentence can be said to be the foundation of scholars. It is precisely because of this sentence that countless scholars have their own souls since then.

In this situation, this sentence couldn't be more appropriate.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked. No matter what their standpoints were, everyone's hearts were dark and dirty, and a tingling sensation surged into their heads.

After hearing these words, the calligraphers headed by Dong Chengyang were so excited that they almost burst out with anger.

Dong Chengyang, in particular, stood there with his eyes blank, as if he had entered a mysterious and wonderful state.

His body, which had been somewhat hunched over due to a series of oppressions, had unknowingly straightened up again, and there was even a layer of inexplicable charm on his body.

In addition to Dong Chengyang, there were many calligraphers in the square outside the palace who were just like him, with a faint glow on their bodies.

They had a feeling that from now on, they, the book craftsmen, would no longer be rootless and floating around!
No one noticed the mysterious changes that happened to Dong Chengyang and many book craftsmen, because everyone was stunned by Jiang Yi's words.

"Establish a mind for heaven and earth..." Ning Donglai, one of the eight military leaders, murmured in a low voice.

"Please plead for the people..." Another military leader Yishan followed with the second sentence.

"To carry on the legacy of the sages..." The confused prince Jiang Huan's squinting eyes have now opened, and his pupils are clear and bright.

The three of them spoke as if they had discussed it beforehand, one sentence at a time, their voices not loud, but they were clearly heard by hundreds of thousands of people inside and outside the palace, as if they were leading everyone to recite it again.

Although each sentence is very short and extremely concise, it touches people's hearts directly. Just this one sentence can make a statement.

After three sentences, when the last sentence came, Jiang Zhenyi, who had been sitting there like an outsider, suddenly stood up and said, "Open peace for the world for eternity!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Jiang Zhenyi, the usually calm and composed Emperor of Dali, said "good" three times with a flushed face and his eyes sparkled.

"What a great man who established his mind for the world, what a great man who brought peace to the world!"

"With these four words, my grandson's name will live forever!"

As for Ye Xinmei, after hearing these words, she suddenly fell into a state of confusion. No matter whether she wanted to admit it or not, based on this sentence alone, the academy in the world would be as solid as a rock from now on, and no one could shake it.

This simple sentence hides the endless mysteries of heaven and earth, and also gilds the hearts of scholars all over the world.

But despite being shocked, Ye Xinmei was still somewhat unwilling to believe that these words came from Jiang Yi's mouth.

"I wonder where Prince Yi heard this from?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhenyi's face flashed with dissatisfaction. Is there any need to ask this? This sentence naturally came from the mouth of the Dali royal family!

Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Yi spoke again, seemingly responding to Ye Xinmei's words, but also as if he was talking to everyone.

"Let me tell you something. Just treat it as a story..."

"There was a great human being who was very smart since childhood. He could be described as a genius. At the age of seven, he awakened his martial veins and entered the first realm. At the age of eight, he entered the second realm. At the age of eleven, he entered the third realm. At the age of thirteen, he entered the fourth realm. At the age of fifteen, he entered the fifth realm..."

As soon as they heard this, everyone's eyes shrank. If this story was true, this kind of talent was absolutely unprecedented throughout history. All the chosen ones from both the secular sects and the worldly martial arts would be eclipsed by it.

"If things continue to develop like this, perhaps within a few years, this person will become a martial arts master, and may even be able to break into the ninth realm in one fell swoop, becoming the greatest person in history..."

Everyone nodded secretly, obviously agreeing with Jiang Yi's statement.

Jiang Yi didn't look at anyone, his eyes were fixed on the endless sky, he looked like he was wandering in the sky, and he just continued:

"But after entering the fifth realm at the age of fifteen, he encountered a foreign Wen Zong practitioner. There was a fierce battle, and although he won, he was deeply shocked by the great power of Han Hao displayed by Wen Zong."

"It was not until then that he realized that in addition to the secular martial arts and the otherworldly immortal arts, there was actually a path for the literary sect."

"He was sad that humans had no chance to practice the Way of Wen Zong, so he made a decision that shocked everyone. He gave up his martial arts practice and cut himself off from martial arts from that time on, devoting all his energy to the Way of Wen Zong.

Since then, humanity has lost a martial arts master, but gained a hemp-robed ascetic...

For hundreds of years, although he was powerless and could not even tie a chicken, his footprints were all over human settlements. Wherever he went, he taught and answered questions in the local schools, spreading the seeds of reading.

It can be said that he spent his entire life wandering in the mountains and rivers, writing books, preaching and answering questions, sowing countless seeds of reading for mankind, just to create a great path of literary cultivation for mankind and for scholars...

But until the end of his life, when his energy was running out, he still failed to open up a path for scholars to practice literature.

Before his death, someone asked him if he regretted anything. If he had not chosen this thorny path, he might have broken the curse that humans would never be able to reach the ninth level in their lifetime and become the supreme human being.

This great human sage said only one sentence: I have no regrets! "

Jiang Yi briefly recounted the deeds of Master Wen Da from the Yinshan Realm, and then bowed silently in the distance, as if remembering this great sage of mankind.

"Whenever I think of this great human sage, I feel like a firefly. Today, when the academies of the world are in danger, I can't help but express my feelings."

"Sir, do you think this sentence is worthy of this great sage of mankind?" After saying this, Jiang Yi looked at Dong Chengyang.

Dong Chengyang was already in tears, and with his heart agitated, he prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed to the endless void for a long time. It seemed that he was touched, and tens of thousands of book craftsmen outside the palace also kowtowed for a long time.

"Your Majesty's words have enlightened us all. From now on, we will inherit the great sage's legacy and remain committed to it!"

"Okay, then I will wait for the day when the great era of human culture begins!"

Jiang Yi laughed loudly. He knew that after this, even if all the academies in the world were really abolished, scholars would still stand firm, because their literary bones had been established.

Dong Chengyang raised his head and looked at Jiang Yi, and suddenly said seriously: "After hearing this, the prince should be our holy teacher!"

As soon as he finished speaking, tens of thousands of book craftsmen outside the palace bowed in unison once again: "Greetings, Holy Master!" Jiang Yi felt a little ashamed, as he had copied this sentence from his previous life. However, if he could use this to establish the literary bones of the scholars in this world, the sages would not blame him.

Moreover, if this could really be used to usher in a golden age of human culture, then what would be wrong with being a fraud and stealing fame?

From the beginning to the end, no matter whether it was the calligraphers or Jiang Zhenyi, Ye Xinmei and others, no one asked the specific meaning of this sentence, because everyone understood it.

I think that when I am enlightened, the more exquisite and shocking the knowledge is, the more it can only be understood but not expressed in words. How much I can understand depends only on myself.

As for the others, seeing tens of thousands of book craftsmen respectfully addressing Jiang Yi as "Saint Master", everyone felt mixed emotions. They all understood that from now on, the Prince Yi in front of them would become the "common teacher" of all the scholars in the entire Wild Continent, and would forever be treated as a "disciple" by all the scholars in the world.

Throughout history, there has only been one person, Prince Yi, who can lead the world with his words!
After everything calmed down temporarily, the Emperor of Dali, Jiang Zhenyi, looked at Ye Xinmei beside him and asked, "What does the Queen think?"

Ye Xinmei understood what her husband meant. He was asking her whether she was satisfied with Jiang Yi's answer.

After a brief moment of shock and disorientation, Ye Xinmei came back to her senses and once again became the extremely cold and arrogant Queen Ye.

She wanted to say she was not satisfied so that she could completely abolish the academies in the world. But looking at the expressions of tens of thousands of people in the inner square, she didn't do it after all. As the Queen of Dali, she still had to have some dignity.

And she also understood that after just this one word, even if she succeeded in abolishing all the academies in the world today, it would be useless because the backbone of the literati had already been established.

Ye Xinmei felt so depressed that she could hardly breathe, and she really didn't want to see Jiang Yi's calm and composed expression again. She stood up and snorted coldly, wanting to just walk away.

But then he thought of something and sat down again.

Jiang Zhenyi nodded, knowing that this was a tacit agreement, so he gestured to Jiang Yi and said, "Let's move on to the last topic."

Hearing these words, tens of thousands of scholars led by Dong Chengyang were suddenly filled with emotion. They knew that all the academies in the world were saved!

With just one sentence, Prince Yi saved all the academies in the world and preserved the last dignity for these scholars.

From then on, no one in the world could shake the academy, and these scholars also found their direction again!
It was at this moment that Dong Chengyang suddenly felt a lot of insights coming one after another, and the whole person seemed to be entering a wonderful state, which was exactly the state he had always longed for.

Every time I reached this point before, I came to an abrupt end, and I always felt that something was missing. But now, everything came very suddenly, but it seemed to be a natural thing.

Dong Chengyang suppressed the surging feelings in his heart and glanced at Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi also looked at him, thoughtful.

Dong Chengyang's abnormality was naturally noticed by many other people, including the Dali Emperor Jiang Zhenyi and Queen Ye Xinmei, but they did not think much about it.

Jiang Zhenyi also remembered something at this time, and said, "Dong Chengyang, the matter of the Tianxia Academy has been settled. You should leave first and comfort the scholars outside the palace."

As for what Jiang Yi had just said about Wen Zong's cultivation of the great Dao, he did not take it to heart, because from ancient times to the present, no one had ever heard of such a thing as Wen Zong's cultivation of the great Dao.

"Yes, I'll take my leave." Dong Chengyang bowed and glanced at Jiang Yi as he turned and left.

Jiang Yi nodded. Unlike everyone else present, he knew that the path of literary and artistic cultivation was real when he was in the Taimang tribe in the Yinshan Realm.

At this moment, he noticed that Dong Chengyang was different and couldn't help but feel a sense of inexplicable anticipation.

In the Yinshan Realm, the human sage Wen Da has spent his entire life trying to reach the threshold of Wen Zong's practice. Jiang Yi guessed that it was because of the loss of humanity's ancestral land.

And now this wild continent is the ancestral land of mankind, maybe it can really open up the path of cultivation for Wen Zong.

In addition to being excited, Jiang Yi even thought of resigning from the court meeting and leaving with Dong Chengyang, but thinking of the importance of the next and last topic, he had to suppress this idea.

"Sir, you might as well come to my Luofu Mountain first. I have something to ask you after the court session." Jiang Yi said.

Dong Chengyang understood his meaning, bowed in response, then once again resigned to the Dali Emperor Jiang Zhenyi, and turned to walk out of the palace.

Jiang Yi thought about it, and secretly sent an order to the head of the Sun and Moon Nine Departments through the Sun and Moon Order: "Escort Mr. Dong to Luofu Mountain, and do not allow any accidents!"

After thinking for a while, he added: "Escort all the tens of thousands of scholars outside the palace to Luofu Mountain!"

After issuing the order, he stood quietly in the queue without moving. The next topic was of utmost importance to him, as it was related to future plans and arrangements.

Jiang Zhenyi didn't say a word. He just watched Dong Chengyang disappear outside the palace gate. He always felt that something was wrong.

But I didn’t think about it too deeply. After all, the next topic was directly related to the foundation of the Dali Dynasty.

Seeing that Dong Chengyang's figure had completely disappeared outside the palace gate, Jiang Zhenyi retracted his gaze, glanced at him, and did not use Pang Xuan to read, but spoke directly:

"I'm sure you all have heard recently that the Nine Borders have been in turmoil recently. The alien troops have moved forward and are now at the gate of the Demon Realm. After a series of fierce battles, our dynasty has suffered heavy losses."

"Plus, the Demon Realm Pass is isolated in the western border, and is basically an enclave. Whether it is support or supply, it is difficult."

"Especially after three months of continuous battles, we are now unable to defend the Demon Realm Pass any longer..."

At this point, Jiang Zhenyi paused, his expression somewhat painful, and continued: "So, the Queen proposed to give up the Demon Realm Pass!"

As soon as these words were spoken, although they had been prepared in advance, they immediately caused an uproar.

The Demon Realm Pass is isolated in the western border. Although it is similar to an enclave, it is a natural barrier and the most important barrier in the western border of the Dali Dynasty.

Once the Demon Realm Pass is lost, the defense line of the Dali Dynasty can only retreat thousands of kilometers, which is equivalent to directly handing over thousands of kilometers of land. The Dali Dynasty will also lose its most important pass.

The most terrifying thing is that once the foreign tribes on the border gain control of the Demon Realm Pass, the army will move forward thousands of kilometers as the strength of the two sides decreases. It is no exaggeration to say that the army is at the gate of the Dali Imperial Capital.

"No!"

As soon as the Dali Emperor Jiang Zhenyi finished speaking, Ning Donglai stood up and bowed, saying, "Emperor, the Demon Realm Pass is the barrier of the Western Frontier, we must not give it up!"

"Yes, once the Demon Realm Pass is gone, there will be no defenses for thousands of kilometers west of the Dali Imperial Capital. The alien army can reach the Dali Imperial Capital in one day!"

Ye Xinmei spoke up at this time, and said in a cold voice: "We are not blind, we all understand this, but now we have suffered heavy casualties in the continuous battles. It is futile to continue defending the Demon Realm Pass. It will only increase casualties! It is better to give up directly and concentrate our forces to capture other places."

(End of this chapter)