The moonlight is bright tonight, and there are bright moon and stars in the night sky.
Xie Nandu walked slowly along the lakeside holding a lantern, with several flying swords following behind her, jumping around like children.
At this moment, there were no students on the lakeside, and these flying swords seemed to be much more cheerful. After following Xie Nandu for a while, they fell into the South Lake and shuttled through the lake.
Under the moonlight, cold light flashed from time to time, looking like fish jumping out of the lake one after another.
In the world, there are so many female sword cultivators whose destiny is to fly swords, but only this one.
These days, she began to teach in the academy and took classes from time to time. However, many students were very interested in her studies. Nowadays, most of the students in the academy call her Mr. Xie.
Xie Nandu doesn't dislike this title, but he can't say he likes it either.
When I do these things, I probably just want to do something small.
Some things can be done in three to five years, but some things take thirty to fifty years, or even three to five hundred years.
She didn't know when she would be able to finish the things she wanted to do, but she knew very well that if she didn't start doing them now, the time to finish them would be extended indefinitely.
In this case, it would be great if you do it now.
After walking for a short distance, Xie Nandu recalled Bailu and asked the flying sword to pick up the lantern and move it slowly in front of her, while she slowed down and thought about many things.
In the way of swordsmanship, she no longer has many problems. Now she is just walking like this. I believe that it won't be long before she can reach the other side and come to Wangyou.
Outside of swordsmanship, although not all of the saints' teachings are known, I'm afraid there aren't many people in the world who can understand them more deeply than she does.
She has read many of the military books in the library, and now she can really be said to be proficient in marching formations.
There is no omniscient and omnipotent person in history, but it seems that as long as the woman in front of me is willing, there is nothing she can't do.
If she hadn't been a woman, I'm afraid she would have left a mark in history.
No...even if she is a woman, she is destined to leave a mark in history!
After walking and walking, he came to the small pavilion in the middle of the lake for no reason. Xie Nandu subconsciously looked towards the center of the lake. Over there, his teacher used to appear there occasionally, but now it has been a long time since he went to the academy.
No one saw the dean anymore.
Ordinary students won't think anything of it, after all, they can't see the dean usually, but those who can really see the dean know that the dean has really disappeared.
This leader of scholars in the world disappeared quietly, and no one knows where he went.
This kind of thing has never happened in the past years.
Now it happens to be another delicate time. The disappearance of the dean has probably caused many thoughtful people to think deeply about it.
Xie Nandu stood by the lake for a moment, then walked towards the center of the lake.
Although she didn't see her teacher, she didn't know why, but she always felt that her teacher was over there.
As usual, Feijian was in front with a lantern, lighting up a lake.
Xie Nandu came to the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, but it was empty and no one was there.
Xie Nandu stood there, silent.
He never turned around and left.
I don't know how long it took, but it seemed like only a moment. A hand stretched out and lifted the lantern.
It was the dean who had disappeared for a long time.
The leader of scholars in the world held a lantern, glanced at his closed disciple, and said with emotion: "You are born with a wise heart, which is rare."
Wei Xu is the one who has been with the dean the longest among all his disciples. Logically speaking, he should be the one who knows where the dean is.
"I don't want him to find me, so naturally he can't find me."
The dean looked at Xie Nandu with some complicated emotions in his eyes.
Xie Nandu thought for a while, nodded and said: "I understand."
The dean sighed and said: "They are all my disciples, and the palms and backs of their hands are all flesh. It is not good to favor anyone, so I might as well stay out of the matter."
Xie Nandu shook his head and said, "It's not right for the teacher to do this."
"It's about putting right and wrong first, and putting intimacy and distance behind. This is something that a saint can do. Sir, I don't have such a state."
The dean sighed, looked at Xie Nandu and said: "Sometimes I think about it, if the disciples were all mediocre, it might not be so difficult, but sir, there is nothing ordinary about these students like me..."
Xie Nandu did not answer the call, but just said: "Isn't the teacher a saint?"
"The world's so-called saints are those who practice to the point of forgetting their sorrows and can be called saints. However, a true saint has actually never had anything to do with the state of cultivation."
The dean shook his head and said: "Sir, I never expect to reach this level in my life."
Xie Nandu said: "There is no need to pursue it so diligently."
The dean smiled and said, "You are quite free and easy."
Xie Nandu remained silent.
The dean changed the subject and said, "How many senior brothers have you met since you entered the academy?"
Xie Nandu thought for a moment and said, "Three of you."
The dean nodded and said: "I followed the example of the sages and accepted seventy-two disciples in my life, but in the end, only a dozen of them were outstanding."
"There are three people in front and behind them, and I have high hopes."
The dean smiled and said: "You should know two of them."
Xie Nandu nodded, those two people were Liu Banbi and Wei Xu.
What about the third person?
Xie Nandu thought for a moment and said, "The student seems to know who the third person is."
The dean looked at Xie Nandu with some curiosity.
"When Chen Chao didn't come to Shendu, he lived in Peach Blossom Lane in Tianqing County. There was a man opposite him who didn't look like an ordinary person. Later, Chen Chao wrote a letter, as if it was for him. The student had learned some news before,
It's an old story, about the Zhou family in the capital of God..."
There are some words that you already know the answer to without explaining them.
The dean glanced appreciatively at Xie Nandu and nodded: "He is the one. Among the three, I have the highest hopes for him, but I never thought that something unexpected happened and he had to leave the capital of God... What can I say?
He fled far away, and it took a lot of effort to save his life in the first place."
Xie Nandu nodded and said, "It involves Fang Wai."
The dean nodded, "He is the only one in the Zhou family who survived. In fact, I, as the teacher, didn't do anything in that matter. It was His Majesty who was under the pressure. Speaking of which, it should be Her Royal Highness the Princess..."
Xie Nandu nodded, knowing that it must be a long-standing story.
"He has been away from the city of God these years, and it is not that he has done nothing. I went to see him a few days ago, and he told me that he was doing something big. He sent me a letter a few days ago..."
The dean sighed. The disciple's letter was not an embarrassing matter at first, but the content was credible, but it made him embarrassed.
Xie Nandu asked bluntly: "Teacher, can you tell me what is in the letter?"
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After two updates with difficulty, this chapter is too short...
