The sky was gloomy, with dark clouds, and soon it started to rain lightly.
In the Xianwu Academy, Xuan Ying stayed up all night.
She packed her luggage, rode a white horse, and stood in front of the gate of Xianwu Academy. She stared at it for a long time, then turned around and walked away in the drizzle.
The drizzle wetted the black hair and scratched the face.
The slowly flowing down could be rain or Xuan Ying's tears.
Fang Lin already knew this result.
If it were before, he would have stopped Xuan Ying from leaving.
However, along the way, he understood too much.
Anger without strength is equivalent to incompetent roaring.
Instead of trying to keep Xuan Ying, it would be better to wait until she becomes stronger before looking for her.
Just like Ren Yufei and Feng Yinxue.
No matter where they are, Fang Lin will chase them regardless of his own safety.
The same is true for Xuan Ying! On the same day, after Xuan Ying left, a news came from the Xiao family in Xianwu City that Xiao He was dead! It was spread to ten, then to hundreds, and finally it reached the Xianwu Academy.
However, the version has changed a bit.
"Fang Lin was arrogant and shot the genius of the Xiao family in the street!"
"Fang Lin committed a murder on the street in order to be the number one man in Xianwu City?"
"The battle of geniuses, the death of Xiao He, and when will the involution end?"
“Where is the law of heaven?
The genius of the Xiao family was hunting in the wild and was shot dead in the street by the number one disciple of the Xianwu Academy!"
...Obviously, these words were deliberately made by someone with intentions, with the purpose of blaming Xiao He's death on him.
Because Fang Lin only broke Xiao He's muscles and bones that day and did not damage his cultivation at all.
With the physical strength of a cultivator, an injury of that degree would not be fatal at all.
Then there is only one explanation.
The head of the Xiao family killed his own nephew and took this opportunity to blame Fang Lin! However, Fang Lin didn't quite understand the meaning.
As for the Chaotian Sect, they were scared off by the two masters and will not trouble him again in the short term.
Xiao family?
The Xiao family did not dare to openly shout with Xianwucheng.
As for the remaining public pressure?
It doesn't exist at all! Xianwu Academy stands on top of Xianwu City, and its status is much higher than Xianwu City.
No matter how crazy the Xiao family is, they don't dare to openly yell at the Xianwu Academy.
Otherwise, any elder from the Xianwu Academy can destroy the four major families.
When Fang Lin learned the news, a cruel look appeared in the corners of his eyes.
He was already in a bad mood, but now he felt restless inside.
It was like an awakened demon that was constantly eroding Fang Lin's mind.
He took a deep breath, went to the main hall, and found Master Yu.
At this time, Master Yu was holding a writing brush, cultivating his mind and character.
Between each stroke, there are traces of the great avenue of heaven and earth.
It is just a word, but it contains countless ways and practices.
At this age, every move is a form of spiritual practice.
Fang Lin didn't bother him. He waited until Master Yu finished his masterpiece before he said, "I've seen Master Yu!"
"Um!"
Headmaster Yu responded casually and asked: "Fang Lin, what do you think of my words?"
"The dragons and phoenixes are dancing, elegant and free, just like your character, the master!"
Fang Lin smiled lightly and said slowly: "In addition, it also has a bit of sonority and determination, which represents the inner persistence of the leader!"
This short sentence made Master Yu look at Fang Lin with admiration and quickly gave him a thumbs up: "I didn't expect that you are so young and have such a vision in addition to your cultivation!"
Master Yu didn't know that Fang Lin had reached a higher level before.
He even hid his swordsmanship in four characters.
With such profound attainments, it is not difficult to see the master’s true intentions.
Suddenly, Master Yu changed the topic and asked: "Then do you think there are any shortcomings in my word?"
With that said, Headmaster Yu looked at Fang Lin with a smile.
He has practiced calligraphy for more than a hundred years and has already established his own school. It is not too difficult to tell the outstanding points of his calligraphy.
However, this kind of fault-finding requires a higher level of cultivation.
In other words, Master Yu wants to give Fang Lin a test to see if he really understands.
Moreover, Leader Yu also wanted to take this opportunity to see Fang Lin's character - he wanted to see if Fang Lin was capable of flattery.
Soon, Fang Lin disappointed him! After taking a closer look, Fang Lin said solemnly: "If I'm not wrong, the master has been practicing calligraphy for many years, but there has been no progress. He always feels that something is missing.
, but you don’t know what’s missing?”
This sentence shocked Master Yu.
This feeling is like going to fortune telling.
The fortune teller can tell at a glance your previous state and why you are here.
You are shocked, but you still have to be strong and calm.
Because you still want to hear how he went about making it up, or whether what he said is really correct.
Seeing that Master Yu didn't speak, Fang Lin knew that he was right.
Speaking of age, Fang Lin didn't even know how long he had lived. How could Master Yu hide this little trick from Fang Lin's eyes?
He paused and continued: "The master's words, every stroke, are extremely correct, but they lack soul! Just like people, beautiful people are all the same, but their unique soul is unique!"
There are many people who write in the world.
However, there are very few people who can become everyone.
What’s the explanation?
It’s the word soul! “I wonder if the master has ever thought about completely breaking away from the mundane world when practicing calligraphy and pouring his own feelings into calligraphy?”
"When you practice with purpose, everything changes. Maybe letting go of these obsessions is the end of the road!"
Buzz! Before he finished speaking, Master Yu’s head started buzzing, and he was enlightened. For a moment, he suddenly became enlightened.
Questions that I didn’t understand before were solved one by one at this moment.
That feeling was like parting through the clouds and seeing the blue sky! Fang Lin's words, like the sound of a fairy, lingered around for three days, lingering in Master Yu's mind for a long time.
Feeling something in his heart, he actually entered a state of trance immediately.
When Fang Lin saw this, he stopped talking, smiled slightly, and stepped out of the head's room.
When leaving, he even closed the door behind him - everyone in Xianwu Mountain knew that Fang Lin was a polite child.
However, the moment Fang Lin stepped out of Xianwu Mountain, his expression turned gloomy.
Like Xuan Ying, Fang Lin walked slowly towards Xianwu Mountain in the mist and rain.
The road was muddy and there were horseshoes on the road.
Fang Lin looked at it as if he was watching Xuan Ying leave. For a moment, he felt a little sentimental in his heart.
During this time in Xianwu Academy, thanks to Xuan Ying's care, he was able to avoid most of the trouble.
It would be false to say that Fang Lin was in a good mood.
"Don't worry, I won't let you do anything you don't like!"
Fang Lin muttered to himself, and before he knew it, he was at the foot of the mountain.
Because it is raining, Xianwu City is not lively today.
However, when everyone saw Fang Lin, they still came out one after another.
Especially when they saw Fang Lin walking towards the Xiao family, they felt that there was something good to watch today...
