I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Walking in the Longming Academy, Fang Chaoqiu walked towards the Yishu Pavilion of Longming Academy. Only halfway through the road, Jiang Lin was holding a wooden sword and leaning against a tree, as if blocking it halfway.

"Lao Fang, 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. My level is not bad anyway. That old man really doesn't dare to mess around, but why are you here?" Fang Chaoqun asked curiously.

"Didn't you say it? 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 drove you out."

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

After Jiang Lin was driven away by Jiuyi, he really didn't know what he was doing.

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

Jiang Lin glanced at the road ahead: "How about? Let's go together? I just happen to have something to deal with. After all, it's someone's place, so how easy we are to do."

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

Fang Chaoqin 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 get 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 skirt naturally let go. It is a small matter to whistle to others. Jiang Lin and Fang's copy skirt saw a girl with a really good appearance and body. , Began to give others free Mogu fortune telling...

As a result, the girl paled with fright and ran away decisively while holding the book without turning her head back.

"Oh, it's nice to be young. I think if I didn't come here, I probably went to a university. While working at school, studying at the same time, and discussing a good relationship at the same time."

Looking at the scholar girls coming and going, especially the appearance of them 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 studying for the college entrance examination, he would have gone to college.

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

Jiang Lin: "......"

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

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

There is really no regret.

After all, in my previous life, I could only have one at most, but here, I could have all of it, and I didn't have the slightest burden in my heart, as long as I handled the Shura field well.

Besides, Jiang Lin didn't believe that he could meet good girls like Master Jiuyi.

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

It's like going home from college and partying with friends, even if no one speaks, no one will be embarrassed.

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

In the end, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun stopped in front of a book pavilion.

Longming Academy has a master book pavilion, 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 there must be no one in this book pavilion at ordinary times, or else he wouldn't know when it was buried.

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

In the thatched hut, the light is dim, and a few pieces of dust float in the sunlight shining into the thatched hut. The Jianglin Hefang, who is already in the upper five realms, can see everything clearly without the need for light.

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

The old man looked 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 Sunyue Teaching House copied skirts and met Mr. Sikong."

The room copied the skirt as a gift.

Sikongtu, Dean of Longming Academy, Confucian Sage and Immortal Realm.

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

"It's really rare to re-enter the immortal after being broken." The old man said through the vicissitudes of life, in a cold and distant tone, 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, but the tone didn't sound like a compliment at all, it was more like a statement of a certain fact.

"The two came to Longming Academy, and they also visited friends, visiting friends also visited friends. Next, I'm afraid 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 Lintao 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 ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is no need to argue. "

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

Sikongtu: "Naturally is the first sanctuary."

"Can it be changed?"

"Naughty, 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 know what happens when you shoot a sword at the academy?"

Jiang Lin tilted his head: "Does the senior know why the juniors practice swords?"

"Climbed to the top and asked, the 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."

At the end of the language, Jiang Lin's wooden sword rushed straight into the sky, and the jade sword intent surrounded Cong Feng.

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

After the wooden sword, another long sword plunged into the sky, Nine Dragons guarding the sword, the sun and the moon turned 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.

For three days and three nights, the scholars in Longming College suffered all his sword injuries.