After the divorce, I was spoiled by Qing Leng Xianjun

Chapter 103 She Is Your Weakness

Seeing that Lin Feifei had no intention of Confucianism or Daoism, Song Hongan asked instead, "Do you know these ancient characters?"

When such an unexpected phenomenon happened, Lin Feifei knew that it would be impossible to hide it, so she simply nodded and admitted: "I know a little bit."

Song Hong'an said: "That's it, I have read it to the old man once, and it would be better if it could be translated into the original Korean language."

Lin Feifei rolled her eyes and said, "This poem has 59 characters in total, are all of them worth a fortune?"

Song Hong'an raised his eyelids and said, "A single word is worth a fortune."

Lin Feifei nodded, and just about to speak, she frowned suddenly and looked at Lu Zhijin who was still practicing cross-legged in the corner: "Zhijin, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Zhijin said calmly, "It's nothing."

But looking at the beads of sweat on his forehead, and his face as pale as snow, it doesn't look like he's all right.

"Could it be that it's related to that green dragon just now?" Lin Feifei thought to herself, but there were outsiders present at the moment, so it was difficult to ask in detail.

Lin Feifei took a deep breath, and began to recite the poem: "Go to Li Yong. The roc will rise with the same wind in one day, and it will soar up to [-] miles..."

it is good!
good good!
When the two young scholars behind Song Hongan heard these two sentences, they were overwhelmed in their hearts at the same time. This poem almost touched their itches and immediately resonated with them.

"If the wind stops, it can still shake the dark water."

If the roc's wings stop when the wind breaks, one flap can shake the water of the sea dry.

What a crazy statement, what a crazy life!
Compared with Dapeng, he has great ambitions, so conceited and full of romantic fantasy!

happy!

What a joy!

"At that time, when people saw my constant tune, they all sneered when they heard Yu's big words."

Extraordinary people are always not understood by the world, but grand ambitions are ridiculed as big words, sad, ridiculous, and hateful.

"Xuanfu can still be afraid of future generations, but his husband can't be young."

The sages say that the younger generation is awesome, so are you smarter than the sages?
Ha ha!Terrific!Opposite!

The faces of the two scholars flushed with excitement, and Song Hongan couldn't stop nodding.In 56 simple words, every word is a pearl, and it describes the young man who is full of spirit, courage and vigor!

This should be a good poem that can be passed down through the ages!

The three of them all felt something, closed their eyes and meditated, and remained silent for a while.Even Lu Zhijin seemed to have been inspired a little.

Those who gained the most were the two young scholars, who faintly showed signs of breakthrough.

Lin Feifei looked at them curiously, seeing the white spirit hovering over their heads, feeling very strange in her heart.Because, she could feel that as the three recited silently, she seemed to be able to receive a trace of their literary spirit.

Although it was tiny, she still caught it because of her strong spiritual sense.

After a long time, Song Hongan stood up and said: "Little girl, you are very good, you cracked it very well, very well. Wait until you go to the capital to receive the reward."

"Huh? You still have to go to the capital to receive the reward?"

Lin Feifei's boss was dissatisfied and refused all over his face.

Song Hong'an didn't care what she thought, and said goodbye to Wu Wen: "Today's visit to Guizong is really rewarding, and this trip is worthwhile. The head of Wu has a good leader! Now that the matter is over, the old man will leave, and we will see each other next time. "

Wu Wen also stood up and returned the salute: "President Song is very polite."

The next moment, Song Hongan took a step forward, but appeared outside the palace gate in an instant.

"This is... shrinking the ground to an inch?" Lin Feifei exclaimed, "The first grade of Confucianism is really extraordinary."

Song Hongan turned his head to look at Lin Feifei who was stunned, stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "Little baby, Confucianism has many extraordinary features, you will only know it after you learn it. The backyard of Qingshan Academy is open to you, you can think about it more .”

After finishing speaking, he waved his big sleeve and held out an emerald green writing brush towards the sky.

The writing brush is good at facing the wind, and it is like a boat in an instant. Song Hongan put one hand on a young man's shoulder, took them to the brush body, and flew down the mountain.

Only then did Lin Feifei sigh belatedly: "What a rich literary spirit!"

"Yeah." Lu Zhijin also came over to see him off together. Although his face was still pale, his realm was stabilized.

When the two were about to leave, Wu Wen's voice came from behind: "Zhijin, you stay, I have something to ask you."

Lu Zhijin said: "Yes."

Lin Feifei looked at Lu Zhijin curiously, then glanced at Wu Wen, and whispered to Lu Zhijin, "I'll be waiting for you at the library at the foot of the mountain."

Lu Zhijin nodded slightly, and didn't turn around and step into the hall until he saw Lin Feifei's figure disappearing into the square.

Wu Wen removed the avenue rune on his body, revealing a slightly aged middle-aged man, which indicated that his lifespan had entered the countdown.

Cultivators in the realm of transforming gods have a lifespan of nearly a thousand years, and Wu Wen, who is [-] years old this year, is indeed considered to be middle-aged and old.

If he can't break through to the super level, he will completely become an old man in the last 100 years.

"Zhijin, tell me honestly, is Lin Feifei the reborn fairy from back then?"

Lu Zhijin bowed his head and replied, "Yes."

"Why did she extract your spiritual power just now? You have been using your own life jade to nourish her soul?"

Lu Zhijin remained silent, but sometimes, silence was also an answer.

"Confused!" Wu Wen yelled, "This is the reason why you can't make progress for nine years? You are really good at nurturing a soul that has been dissolved by the Meteor Immortal Pond, and you are not afraid of death! She will absorb your soul through a broken mirror." Li, what do you consider yourself to be? A spiritual library? No! You are the future of the Asahi Mountain Sect!"

Lu Zhijin looked up: "Uncle, I will not evade the responsibility that should be borne by me. Moreover, this matter has advantages and disadvantages. Suppressing the realm can make me better understand the laws of heaven and lay a solid foundation."

"Are there pros and cons?" Wu Wen sneered, "She is your biggest weakness now, where does the advantage come from?"

Lu Zhijin was silent.

Wu Wen suddenly flew out a magic weapon at him, the speed was as fast as lightning, and it directly sent Lu Zhijin flying upside down, spraying a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

"Get out! Don't make me angry!"

The gate of the Mishan Temple slammed shut. Lu Zhijin clutched his chest, picked up the magic weapon on the ground, put it in the Qiankun Jade, gritted his teeth and bowed to the closed gate, then staggered back.

The two First Peak inner sect disciples who were on duty not far from the gate started whispering when they saw this scene.

"Oh my god, has Mr. Xuanwei angered the head? What did he do?"

"Who knows, he dared to disobey the teacher because of his talent, so he will be beaten now."

Lu Zhijin, who wiped off the blood, fully recovered after a while.Wu Wen's seemingly angry move just now actually saw the stagnation of the meridians in his body, and unexpectedly punched out the congestion for him.

After spitting out the blood, Lu Zhijin's spiritual power flowed smoothly and he felt much more relaxed.Of course, that pain was really painful, not only to help him, but also to imply a lesson.

Who told him to be so disobedient!

Wu Wen and Yu Fan are the true direct disciples of the ancestor of the Mishan sect, and Yu Fan is almost raised by Wu Wen, and the relationship between the two is like father and brother.So naturally, Lu Zhijin was closer to Wu Wen than his nephew.

(End of this chapter)