Chapter 733

Walking in Longming Academy, Fang Chaoqun walked towards a book pavilion of Longming Academy, but halfway, Jiang Lin leaned against a tree with a wooden sword in his arms, as if blocking the way.

"Old Fang, if you go there like this, you won't be afraid of being hanged up and beaten by the scholars of this academy?"

Looking at Fang Chao's skirt, Jiang Lin smiled.

"It's all right, no matter how you say my realm is not bad, the old man really doesn't dare to mess around, but why are you here?" Fang Chaoqun asked curiously.

"Didn't you say that? Don't worry about you." Jiang Lin smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm afraid it wasn't your little sister Moli and Miss Bai's Shura field that made you unable to stay any longer and drove you out."

"Cough, cough, cough" Jiang Lin coughed a few times, "You know a hammer, I call it empathetic."

After Jiang Lin was chased away by Jiuyi, he really didn't know what to do, so he might as well come over to find a house and copy skirts.

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

Jiang Lin glanced at the road ahead: "How about it? Let's go together? I just happen to have something to deal with. After all, it's his territory, so it's easy for us to handle things."

"Then let's go and have a look."

Fang Chaoqun did not refuse, and 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?"

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

After Jiuyi and Fang Yanmin were gone, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun naturally let go. Whistling at others is a trivial matter. After Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun saw a girl with really good looks and figure, , I started to give people free bone fortune telling.

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

"Oh, it's good to be young. I think if I hadn't come here, I would probably have gone to college. I would work part-time at school, study at the same time, and have a good relationship at the same time."

Looking at the schoolgirls coming and going, especially the way they held books, Jiang Lin felt a little nostalgic. Although the atmosphere of Longming Academy was a bit depressing, this atmosphere of free study was really like "the ancient version of a university."

Just like what Jiang Lin said, if he didn't die suddenly while studying for the college entrance examination, he would still be in college.

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

Jiang Lin: "."

Jiang Lin didn't want to explain to him anymore, but was still lost in his thoughts of nostalgia.

Actually, does Jiang Lin have any regrets after crossing over?

Really have no regrets.

After all, in my previous life, I could only have one at most, but here, I can have them all, and I don't have the slightest burden in my heart, as long as I take care of the Asura field.

Besides, Jiang Lin didn't believe that he would be able to meet good girls like Master Jiuyi and Senior Sister.

In the second half of the journey, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun didn't speak any more, they were both lost in their own thoughts, but there was no violation at all.

It's like when you come home from college and gather with your friends, even if no one talks, no one will be embarrassed.

"It's here, it's here."

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

Longming Academy has a general bookstore, and many small bookstores. There are many small bookstores, which are mainly for the convenience of scholars, which are equivalent to the reading corners of classrooms.

But the Xiaoshuge in front of Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun was a thatched cottage, not to mention it looked a little dilapidated, and it even felt like it might collapse at any time.

Jiang Lin felt that there must be no one coming to this bookstore, or else he would not know when it was buried.

Without knocking, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun opened the door and walked in.

In the thatched hut, the light was dim, and a few dusts were floating in the sunlight that shone into the thatched hut. Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun, who were already in the upper five realms, naturally did not need light to see everything clearly.

Under a bookshelf, an old man in a green shirt was sitting on the ground flipping through books.

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

The blue shirt on his body has been washed and faded, and it has been patched a few times, but it is extremely clean.

"Copy skirts from the Sun and Moon Teaching Room in Wutong State. I have met Mr. Sikong."

Fang copied the skirt and bowed.

Sikong Tu, the dean of Longming Academy, Confucian Saint Immortal Realm.

Hearing the sound, Sikongtu raised his head and glanced at Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun beside him.

"It's really rare to break into a fairy again after being broken." The old man said in a cold and distant tone, but it was not deliberate, as if it was born like this.

"This is Daoist Jiang, right? He entered Yupu at a young age, and he deserves to be the top of the world's back wave list."

The old man looked at Jiang Lin again, it was clearly a compliment, but the tone of his voice didn't sound like a compliment at all, it was more like stating some kind of fact.

"The two of you came to Longming Academy. You have played and visited friends. Next, I'm afraid you will have to ask the sword." Sikong Tu slowly closed the book.

Fang Chu smiled: "I also ask Senior Sikong to enlighten me."

Sikongtu nodded, then turned to look at Jiang Lin: "How about you, Fellow Daoist Jiang?"

Jiang Lin was also straightforward: "I heard that Mo Li came to your academy to study, but your academy is determined not to argue with Mo Li."

"How can a woman inherit the great tradition of Confucianism? It's against the rules." The old man said indifferently, "There is no need to argue."

Jiang Lin: "May I ask, sir, what are the rules of the academy?"

Sikong Tu: "Naturally, it was determined by the first sanctuary."

"Can it be changed?"

"Nonsense, how can the rules be changed randomly!"

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then there's nothing more to say."

Sikongtu looked at the two of them: "Do you know what will happen if you shoot a sword against the Academy?"

Jiang Lin tilted his head: "Senior, do you know why juniors practice swords?"

"Climb to the top and ask, the world is alive."

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

But Jiang Lin shook his head: "So what's the point of asking? There is no one around, what's the point? The world is full of people? There are many people in the world? What does it matter to me? The younger generation practiced swords. I want the people around me to suffer less grievances."

As the words fell, Jiang Linmu's sword shot straight into the sky, and Yupu's sword intent surrounded Congfeng.

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

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

In Longming Academy, no matter it is a monk or an ordinary person, they all raised their heads and looked at the half piece of ice and snow, and the half piece of stars.

Two men each ruled half of the world.

For three days and three nights, the scholars of Longming Academy were covered with sword wounds.