Dragon The Lone Survivor Chapter 6

Finished! I am more illiterate than everyone thinks!

At this moment, despair is spreading.

"Although Mo Jing has approved...how can the chief minister be so rash? Decide on it." The deacon racked his brains to find a way to shirk it. Anyway, he himself did not agree. "Besides, Rowan has just joined the sect, and is even just an outer sect demon. The chief minister has always been a formal disciple of Yuling."

The more he spoke, the more fluent he became. Yes, that's right.

Zhu Han is also one of the deacons. It takes hundreds of years for anyone to take this position. How many days has Rowan been here?

Another deacon thought more, "No, why would Mo Jing choose a talentless person as the chief minister? There must be another reason. Master, what do you think?"

This guess is also normal. There have always been many adventures in the world of cultivation.

Especially in their Yuling Sect, there are more than a dozen people who have picked up ancient magic weapons since childhood...

Although this ink essence is a specialty of Yuling, because they never easily step out of Yuling, they may have some hidden habits that no one knows about.

Mitchell was silent. He had a guess. Rowan was rescued by the master. He had a close relationship with Yuling Sect. How could his qualifications be regarded as ordinary? Maybe the recognition of Mo Jing was also related to the master...

But this is all speculation. The fact is that Rowan is still illiterate and his cultivation has not recovered. It is not easy to be the master. It is really difficult.

Rowan said indifferently, "Have you guys finished your chat? Actually, I don't want to be the main character."

Isn't this just giving him more trouble? He looked at these people secretly. Besides, what's the point of being Lord Han? From now on, you all call me Your Highness... Is it great to know idioms? He remembered these idioms.

Mitchell suddenly thought of something, and said to the black spirit on Rowan's head: "What do you think?"

Others also thought, well, we have discussed so much, and in the end it still depends on the Mo Jing’s opinion. Does it mean that if they say no, then it’s not allowed?

If that were the case, Shu Lin Zhu Han would not have been left in limbo for three years.

The sword-carrying Mo Jing reacted. It stood up from Rowan's head, folded its arms, and looked at everyone seriously.

There is a reaction.

Mitchell asked: "Have you chosen Rowan? You can't choose anyone else?"

Mo Jing, carrying a sword, sat on Rowan's head and nodded seriously.

Everyone sighed, how could this happen...

I just admitted that Rowan was dead.

The deacon said angrily, "Anyway, I still don't accept it! I think that at least he should be able to learn to read, even if the position remains vacant for a few years, and he should take over. Otherwise, even if he takes office, he is not up to the task."

How come, Mo Jing could choose Rowan for no apparent reason, so he couldn't protest without any reason? Besides, he didn't protest without any reason.

"Who is dissatisfied?"

A voice that made everyone's scalp tingle sounded, and when they turned around, it was Nolan who stepped into Hongyang Sui.

Nolan's white clothes were as white as snow, but his tone was terrifying, "Chen Que has improved so quickly? Has he reached the Unsubduing Realm (the ninth realm)?"

Chen Que, the very dissatisfied deacon: ...

He lost his temper and bowed in shame, saying, "No, no, Uncle Master."

"Then you were bragging just now?" Nolan was obviously looking for trouble.

Chen Que's face turned red as blood, and he said with a grumble: "No, I dare not."

He was crazy. How did he know that Nolan would suddenly leave Bijiao Peak for no reason and even catch him and mock him? He was so confused and unlucky.

"Uncle Master, we are just discussing the position of the Chief of the Shulin, which has been suspended for three years. I think it is against the rules and strange to choose this young demon from the Mo Jingxuan who has just entered the outer sect."

"I think it's okay." Nolan said.

Everyone: ...

Even Mitchell was stunned by these light words. Since Junior Master said so, these deacons certainly wouldn't dare to refute.

Don't even mention that this is against the rules. Nolan himself is the most unruly person...

Speaking of which, before Mo Jing, it was Nolan who broke his long-standing habit and insisted on lifting the ban for Rowan.

Mitchell was not in the mood to pay attention to the deacons who were winking at him frantically, wanting to ask what happened to Nolan, and said, "The position of the chief minister has been vacant for three years, and the disciples have been complaining for a long time. In an emergency, since Junior Master has guaranteed it, I think it is okay to ask Rowan to be the chief minister."

The deacons were speechless, but no one dared to speak out.

Rowan actually has Nolan as his backer, there is really nothing that can be done, didn't you see that the clan leader also took the opportunity to throw away the responsibility. What a pity, what a pity, the genius treasures and magical instruments that the Lord Han can get every year are also quite a lot, and they all have their own candidates they want to promote.

There is a saying in the world of cultivation: Taoism is cultivated, and immortality is created through accumulation...

Which sect has good seedlings? They need to be carefully nurtured to make their path to immortality smoother.

Under Nolan's watchful eyes, Mitchell handed Zhuhan's token to Rowan, and said worriedly: "Rowan, you still need to learn to read. Zhuhan has always been a half-teacher to the disciples of the sect. You can't let down these disciples who are eager to learn."

Rowan took the token absentmindedly, even somewhat reluctantly. He whispered to Finn, "I really don't want to do it. I can't abuse my power with this."

Michiya: ...

No, he felt that Brother Rowan had been acting arrogantly for a long time, especially when he was complaining...

...

After leaving Hongmeng Palace, Rowan looked at Nolan for a few times, "Why is it you?"

Alas, not the one he liked.

Nolan paused slightly. The disgust and regret that naturally showed on his face was obvious. He had come all the way to support the young man... although he had ulterior motives.

"Also, Lord Han, I don't want to do it. I don't want to work." Rowan even felt a little aggrieved and complained again, when did Long need to work, but he was the only one who assigned the work to others. What's more, those people thought he couldn't do it well.

"You really are good at pushing things too far." Nolan raised his hand and gently lingered on Rowan's cheek. Although he was extremely weak, he had an extremely sharp sense of smell, as if he could be sure that he would not hurt himself, so he was so arrogant.

His hand touched Rowan's hair and came into contact with a dark object, and his movement froze.

Mo Jing, who was carrying a sword, also looked back at Nolan, wrinkled his nose, and his tiny facial features revealed a look of disgust.

Nolan saw Mo Jing's facial features clearly and glanced at him with disdain.

One big and one small, they dislike each other.

After staring at each other for a few breaths, Nolan snapped his fingers indifferently, and the ink essence flew out, with faint sounds floating in the air.

Rowan: ...

Rowan said angrily: "Why are you playing it?"

The ink spirit carrying the sword was blasted ten feet away, but his body stabilized in mid-air. He stepped on his ink sword and flew back staggeringly. He was caught by Rowan and held in his hand.

Nolan snorted, but did not pry Rowan's hands apart. He flicked Mo Jing again, and he endured it. "Don't you want to know who put the ban on you?"

Rowan was about to leave, but when he heard this, he stopped and asked, "What do you mean?"

Of course he wanted to know! He had been harmed so badly by the red-robed man.

"Have you heard of Shuxiao Yuling? Although the restrictions that person set were ingenious, no magic can come out of thin air. There must be traces to follow. There are countless books in the library, all kinds of schools, and all kinds of analytical and comparative articles. If you search through them, you will naturally find the thread. In this way, you can at least guess the background of that person." Nolan said, "If the main pen is suspended in the air, some things cannot be seen."

So that's how it is. So, the Book Forest is really a good place for Rowan. He slept for 10,000 years and had no idea about the development of the human world, but there is such a place, where the origin of thousands of years is recorded in writing.

---Except that Rowan is illiterate, all other parts are excellent.

However, in Rowan's eyes, all the people in the Yuling Sect owed him debts. What did it matter whether he could read or not? It was enough for these people to be literate, and he could enslave them.

Rowan has already started imagining the scene after he catches the man in red robe.

"Then do you have anything to say to me?" Nolan encouraged him meaningfully.

Rowan said cunningly: "Although I can look for clues, it was you who took the initiative to ask me to be the chief, so I don't need to thank you."

Nolan sneered at first, then said: "I don't want a thank you."

Rowan didn't even raise his head, "That's even more nonsense!"

Nolan narrowed his eyes and changed into another person. Seeing his murderous look, Rowan was so scared that he begged for mercy, but Rowan still lowered his head and poked the belly of the black spirit. The annoying black spirit was also very close to him, perhaps because of his identity as a dragon.

Something was stirring in his heart, and he couldn't help but lift Rowan's face up and threatened: "Think about it again."

Rowan really didn't understand, and he still hated Nolan, so he roared fiercely: "I don't want to!"

Nolan saw Rowan's expression and found it very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, it was exactly the same as when he accused him of looking down on Jiao. He felt itchy and helpless at the same time, "You really hold a grudge, don't you?"

I can't forget such a small thing.

Rowan said nonchalantly: "Yes!"

On the first day that Shu Lin Zhu Han Rowan took office, he didn't get up until noon.

In fact, it has nothing to do with Rowan. He has slept for more than 10,000 years and doesn’t feel like sleeping at all. But... Rowan looked to his side. Nolan held him in his arms and breathed evenly. Today’s breathing time was extended unknowingly.

The ink spirit carrying a sword on its back flew around the bed, stepping on its ink sword. Faint and unclear whispers were heard, and the rhythm was so fast that it seemed to be urging Rowan.

Rowan pried Nolan's hands apart, and climbed down from the bed using his hands and feet. Just as he reached the edge of the bed, his ankle was suddenly held by a warm hand!

Rowan looked back and saw that there was no one else except Nolan. He clearly had his eyes closed. After a strange silence, he silently let go of his hand, and his eyes were still closed...

Even without saying a word, Rowan recognized which one it was.

He always seemed to be out of control and subconsciously tried to stop Rowan from leaving.

Rowan sat there and stared at Nolan for a while before he was awakened by the angry Mo Jing who was flying with a sword on his back.

"Let's go." Rowan jumped down and ran out.

Rowan controlled the boat with ease. Now he no longer needed Finn to pick him up specially, and he also remembered the route.

Mo Jing, carrying a sword, stood on Rowan's shoulder, facing the wind with his sword on his back, looking very handsome.

"Well... although you all look different, each of you is called Mo Jing, which makes it a little hard to tell them apart." Rowan looked at the little Mo Jing carrying a sword and thought, "Let me give you a name."

"You are the incarnation of Yu Zhao's literary meaning, so why not call you Yu Yi?" Rowan said.

Mo Jing nodded and uttered words that no one could understand, which was considered as his approval of the name.

The forest of books could be seen from afar. Mo Jing flew to the front on his sword. He seemed very excited. He waved to Rowan, probably asking him to catch up quickly, and flew forward.

When we arrived at the immovable land, we saw that it was crowded with people and we didn't know how many disciples had come.

They had been waiting anxiously for the entire morning. They had heard that Shu Lin had finally welcomed a new leader, but for some reason, his first day in office had not yet arrived.

Those who can be the chief minister are all knowledgeable and well-trained. Among these two types, it is easy for eccentric talents to emerge. It is common for the chief ministers to have a bit of a strange temper...

So who exactly took office? I don’t know why no information was released this time.

Was it Ying Yuanzi, the alcoholic, who was late because he was drunk?

Or is it that this confused Taoist who always doesn't know what day it is has remembered the time wrong?

There are quite a lot of people who meet the requirements, let’s count them one by one.

They were so anxious that they didn't even want to wait in the book forest. Instead, they stood outside, looking for the boat coming from somewhere, searching for the figure of the master.

Rowan came leisurely by boat, which attracted some people's attention.

Behold, the illiterate are coming.

As long as the limelight has not passed and the literacy campaign has not been successful, he will still be the only illiterate person in Yuling that everyone talks about.

Yu Yi was flying in the sky, and Rowan followed its route and passed through the crowd. Everyone just glanced at it and then continued to look into the distance to see if there was any small boat.

Finn also waited for the whole morning, sitting at the door and dozing off out of boredom. He was so anxious that he went to Bijiao several times to look for Rowan, but he could not find him. Without the permission of his great-grandmaster, he could not go up to Bijiao Peak...

Now Finn didn't dare to send a message to Nolan casually. He thought that in order to skip classes, Brother Rowan was going to let Zhu Han continue to be suspended.

Finally he saw Rowan's figure. He was pleasantly surprised. "Brother Rowan, you are here. I thought..."

Rowan was about to speak when he saw Xuan Wuzi's evasive eyes in the crowd. "Hey, you, that's you! Stand still!"

Xuan Wuzi was also waiting for Zhu Han. When he saw Rowan, he wanted to dive in and hide quickly. However, Rowan had such sharp eyesight that he grabbed him.

There were people all around, and when they saw Rowan calling Xuan Wuzi, they all looked over curiously, because these two had a grudge against each other.

Xuan Wuzi also gave it his all, "What are you doing?"

Rowan discovered that this was the first benefit of being Zhu Han that he had found, besides the possibility of finding clues to the identity of the man in red robe. He could play tricks on Xuan Wuzi.

Rowan put his hands on his waist and said, "Call me daddy!"

Xuan Wuzi: "...???"

He was angry and amused. Even though his uncle-master was protecting him, he smashed his ruler with a hammer. You are powerful, but you can't be so overbearing and unreasonable. "A gentleman can be killed, but not humiliated. Don't even think about it!"

"You dare to resist? This is what your Xie... Sect Master said." Rowan said.

Xuan Wuzi was shocked and said, "The Sect Master will never let me call you dad!"

Rowan took out the master's token and said, "How can it be impossible? I will be the master here from now on."

In addition to "Zhu Han" on the token, there is another small character, which is the sentence "To know the things that happened thousands of years ago, it is all thanks to the books of the ancients."

At the same time, Yu Yi, who had circled twice, still had no intention of entering, and slowly landed on top of his head...

With Rowan as the center, the sounds began to gradually disappear, and finally the entire place was dead silent, and everyone saw his master token.

The Lord's token was made of gold from water, just like the tokens of other deacons, and was enchanted, making it impossible to copy. If it had to be copied, how could the ink spirit sitting on Rowan's head copy it, especially the ink spirit carrying a sword?

But even Finn was a little confused, and said weakly: "Brother Rowan, what does this have to do with calling me dad?"

"Didn't you say that?" Rowan asked in confusion, "The Sect Master said that from now on everyone has to call me Sir. Last time you told me that a master and his disciple are like father and son."

Finn Yi Khan, because Zhu Han was in charge of the collection of books and secret manuals, he had often instructed his disciples on knowledge. It was said that Zhu Han was like a teacher to everyone, and they all respectfully called him "Sir".

But this understanding is obviously...

"Brother Rowan, you misunderstood. This is different!"

"Eh, isn't it?"

Xuan Wuzi said in a trembling voice: "How is it possible? I can't accept it. Do you recognize all the words on this token? Hmm?"

There was a buzzing noise all around, and the place became extremely noisy.

Now it doesn’t matter whether he is a father or not. Rowan can’t read or write. How could he lose to so many knowledgeable cultivators in Yuling Sect? Is Mo Jing blind?

Rowan looked at the tokens, but he didn't recognize any of them, let alone all of them.

Rowan immediately said, "I declare Xuan Wuzi uneducated. From now on, he will not be allowed to borrow books!"

Xuan Wuzi: ...