Chapter 733 What Do You Do With Me

  Walking in the Longming Academy, Fang Zhaoxiu walked towards the Yishu Pavilion of Longming Academy, but halfway through the road, Jiang Lin was holding a wooden sword and leaning on a tree, as if blocking the way halfway.

   "Old house, you just passed by, and you are not afraid of being hung up and beaten by the scholars of this college?"

  Looking at Fang's skirt, Jiang Lin smiled.

   "It's okay, no matter how good my level is, the old man really doesn't dare to mess around, but why are you here?" Fang Chaoqun asked curiously.

   "Didn't you tell me? Don't worry about you." Jiang Lin smiled.

   "You can get it, I'm afraid it wasn't your sister Moli and Miss White's Shura field that made you unable to stay, and kicked you out."

   "Cough, cough, cough" Jiang Lin coughed a few times, "You know a hammer, I'm understanding."

After   Jianglin was driven away by Jiuyi, she really didn’t know what she was doing.

  He knew that Fang Chaoqun must be looking for the dean of Longming Academy.

  Jianglin glanced at the road ahead: "How about? Let's go together? I just happen to have something to deal with. After all, it's in other people's territory. How easy we are to do things."

   "Let's go, go and have a look."

  Fang copy skirt did not refuse, the two walked side by side.

   "But Lao Jiang, what's the matter with your wooden sword?"

   "Chuxue hasn't woken up for a long time, I can only take a wooden sword, how about it, is it enough for Niu Boyi?"

  "."

  Along the way, the two chatted and chatted freely, and they began to look at the fair ladies coming and going in the academy again.

After Jiuyi and Fang Mianmen were gone, Jiang Lin and Fang's copy skirts naturally let go. Anything to whistle to others is a trivial matter. Jiang Lin and Fang's copy skirts saw a girl with a really good look and figure. , Began to give people free Mogu fortune-telling.

  As a result, the girl turned pale with fright, and ran away decisively while holding the book without looking back.

  "Oh, it’s so nice to be young. If I didn’t come here, I would probably have gone to college. While working at school, studying at the same time, and talking about a good relationship."

  Looking at the scholar girls coming and going, especially when they look like they are holding books, Jiang Lin is a little nostalgic. Although the atmosphere of Longming Academy is somewhat depressing, the atmosphere of free learning is really like "ancient version of the university."

   Just as Jiang Lin said, if he died suddenly without reviewing the college entrance examination, he would have gone to college.

   "University? What else are you talking about? Isn't "University" a book? How can you go? Lao Jiang, you are very wrong."

  Jianglin: "."

  Jiang Lin didn't want to explain to him, he still fell into the thoughts he missed.

  In fact, Jiang Lin wants to say that he regrets after crossing over?

  I really have no regrets.

  After all, in my previous life, I could only ask for one at most, but here, I can have all of it, and I don’t have the slightest burden in my heart. I just need to handle the Shura field well.

  Furthermore, Jiang Lin doesn't believe that he can meet good girls like Master Jiuyi.

In the second half of the journey, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun did not speak any more, they were all caught in their own thoughts, but they did not violate the slightest.

  It is like going home from college and gathering with friends, even if no one speaks, no one will be embarrassed.

   "Here, this is it."

  Finally, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun stopped in front of a book pavilion.

  Longming Academy has a master book pavilion, and there are many small book pavilions, there are many small book pavilions, mainly for the convenience of scholars to study, equivalent to the reading corner of the classroom.

  But the small book pavilion in front of Jiang Linhe Fangchao's skirt is a thatched house, not to mention that it looks a bit dilapidated, and it even feels like it may collapse at any time.

  Jiang Lin felt that this book pavilion must have no people at ordinary times, or else they don’t know when they were buried.

  No need to knock on the door, Jiang Lin and Fang opened the door and walked in.

  In the thatched hut, the light is dim, and some dust floats in the sunlight shining into the thatched hut. The Jianglin and Fang Qiu skirts of the upper five realms naturally don’t need light to see everything clearly.

  Under a bookshelf, an old man in a green shirt sat on the ground and looked at books.

  The old man looks about sixty years old, with a small white goatee on his chin.

  The blue shirt on his body has been washed a little faded, and a few patches have been applied, but it is extremely clean.

  "Wutong State Sun Moon Teaching House copied skirts, I met Mr. Sikong."

  The room copied the skirt as a gift.

   Sikongtu, Dean of Longming Academy, Confucianism and Immortal Realm.

   Hearing the sound, Si Kongtu raised his head and glanced at Jiang Lin and Fang Tiao's skirt beside him.

   "It's really rare to break and stand, and then re-enter the immortal." The old man said through the vicissitudes of life, his tone was cold and distant, but not deliberately, as if he was born like this.

   "This is Jiang Daoyou, right? He entered Yupu at a young age, and he deserves to be the top spot in the world."

  The old man looked at Jiang Lin again. It was obviously a compliment sentence, but the tone did not sound like a compliment at all, it was more like a statement of a certain fact.

   "The two came to Longming Academy, and they have played and visited friends. Then, I am afraid that I will ask the sword." Sikongtu slowly closed the book.

   Fang Chu smiled: "I also ask Senior Sikong for advice."

   Sikongtu nodded, then turned to look at Jiang Lin: "Where are you Jiang Daoyou?"

  Jiang Lindown also simply said: "I heard that Mo Li came to your academy to study, and your academy resolutely refused to argue with Mo Li."

   "How can a woman inherit the Confucian tradition? It's not in compliance with the rules." The old man said lightly, "There is no need to argue."

  Jiang Lin: "Also, sir, what are the rules of the academy?"

   Sikongtu: "Naturally, it is prescribed by the first sanctuary."

  "Can it be changed?"

  "How can the rules be changed at random!"

  Jiang Lin smiled and said, "If this is the case, then there is nothing to say."

   Sikongtu looked at the two of them: "Do you guys know ~lightnovelpub.net~ what will happen to the academy?"

  Jiang Lin tilted his head and said, "So seniors know why juniors practice swords?"

   "Climb to the top and ask, the whole world lives on."

  This is Sikongtu's answer, and it is also the belief and persistence of this old gentleman's lifelong learning.

But Jiang Lin shook his head: "What about asking? There is no one around, what does it mean? The world is common? There are many common people in the world? What to do with me, juniors practice swords, at first it was just to live, and secondly, yes I want people around me to feel less wronged."

  The words fall, Jiang Lin's wooden sword rushes into the sky, and the jade sword intent surrounds Cong Feng.

  It is obviously summer, but Longming Academy is half covered with ice and snow.

  After the wooden sword, another long sword pierced the sky, the Nine Dragons guarded the sword, the sun and the moon were upside down, and the stars were densely covered.

In   Longming Academy, both monks and ordinary people raised their heads and looked at this half of ice and snow, half of stars.

  Two men each dominate half of the world.

  Three days and three nights, the scholars of Longming College suffered all his sword injuries.

  (End of this chapter)