Text Chapter 154, Battle against Sima Yanjun
The War Spirit Academy comprehensively cultivates the cultivation of cultivation, and the Hall of Heroes is a place to cultivate and learn theoretical knowledge, although theoretical knowledge is an elective course, but Fenglin still attaches great importance to it.
After the early repair, Jiang Li found Fenglin and asked Fenglin to accompany her to learn etiquette and calligraphy and painting.
The fourth floor of the Qunying Building is a place to learn ritual music, as soon as Feng Lin arrived here, he found that the hall was full of female cultivators, Feng Lin sighed and said, "Look, I'll just say, ritual music is something you girls learn, I'm a male cultivator, isn't it a little inappropriate here?"
Jiang Li smiled softly, "Who said that Lile is something that girls learn, and they all say that Lile Ming Dao, those old stubborn thoughts of yours should also be changed, which one of the ancient children is not a man?"
Feng Lin sighed and found a secluded corner to sit down. The so-called ritual music, etiquette is the etiquette norms, music is both music and dance, Fenglin carefully looked at the surrounding various musical instruments, bells, drums, sheng, flute, flute, Xun, Xuan, Zhu, qin, se, pipa, gonghou, hu, zheng, etc., these musical instruments are in different forms, the carving is gorgeous, and the wind is happy.
When Feng Lin was looking at it, a voice suddenly sounded, "It's you, why are you here?"
Feng Lin turned his head to look, and a girl from Feng Ning Yu's body box walked over, Feng Lin smiled, "It turns out that Sister Ning Yu is also here!
Feng Ningyu rolled her eyes for a while, and said angrily, "You don't know this, this is Miss Sima Yanjun, the daughter of our Mocheng Sima City Lord, and now she is my senior sister, but she is in the sixth place on the martial arts list! Hmph, I don't know." β
So he turned his head and introduced to Sima Yanjun, "This is the Fenglin of our Feng family, he was the one who challenged Nangong Wei not long ago!"
Feng Lin stepped forward to apologize, "It's rude, it turns out to be the daughter of the Sima City Lord." β
Sima Yanjun also stepped forward and said with a smile, "Disrespectful and disrespectful, if you have the opportunity, you must ask the little brother for advice." β
Feng Lin smiled, turned his head to Feng Ningyu and asked, "Sister Ningyu, are you also here to learn etiquette?"
Feng Ningyu smiled slightly, "This etiquette lesson is taught by our master!"
Feng Lin was also surprised, Feng Ningyu had been accepted as a disciple by Dean Xuanyuan Zhengrong, and it turned out that this etiquette course was taught by the Dean himself.
Feng Ningyu turned her head to look at Jiang Li, who was sitting next to Feng Lin, and smiled, "This is my younger sister Jiang Li, hehe, the kid really has you!"
Jiang Li nodded shyly, Feng Lin was a little angry, stepped forward and whispered, "I said Sister Ning Yu, don't talk nonsense, we are just ordinary friends, what kind of brother and sister?
Feng Ningyu also smiled, and led Sima Yanjun to sit down behind Feng Lin.
After a while, Dean Xuanyuan Zhengrong walked in, Xuanyuan Zhengrong looked like she was about thirty years old, dressed in red, with a gentle face, Fenglin sighed, "It seems that the dean's age is not very old, and he has become the head of a hospital at such a young age, and it seems that the means are not ordinary." Feng Lin looked around, and there were only about thirty people in the huge hall.
Xuanyuan Zhengrong's demeanor is elegant, and her gestures are not only elegant, but also reveal a unique majesty. Xuanyuan Zhengrong smiled, "In this class, let's learn etiquette." Does anyone know why we should learn liturgy?"
Everyone was silent, and after a while, Feng Ningyu behind him got up and replied, "The so-called etiquette is to ask us to repair our clothes and etiquette on the outside, and on the inside to cultivate morality and faith." Learning etiquette can improve our self-cultivation, and learning music can cultivate our sentiments. β
Xuanyuan Zhengrong smiled and nodded, "Yes, ritual music is the cultural tradition of the human race, ritual is the natural order of heaven and earth, and music is the spirit of natural harmony between heaven and earth. The human race is a country of etiquette, treat people with courtesy, I don't need to say more, our course is mainly to teach you court etiquette. β
"The more honorable the place, the more we pay attention to etiquette, so we first come to learn court etiquette, learn etiquette from the outside to the inside, dress properly on the outside, and cultivate morality and faith inside, what kind of dress can meet our etiquette requirements?" Xuanyuan Zhengrong forgot about it for a moment and continued, "Your clothes in Osaka basically meet the requirements of etiquette, and you should dress simply and decently, and be generous. Take this cultivator, for example. As he spoke, he pointed at Feng Lin, and everyone looked over together, and Feng Lin stood up shyly. "This cultivator's dress is too masculine for a girl. β
As soon as these words came out, the audience immediately burst into laughter. Although Feng Lin is a male cultivator, he is born with white and lovely skin, long hair fluttering, and a pair of purple eyes that look very noble.
Feng Lin was slightly stunned, and replied embarrassedly, "Huh...... Dean, I'm a male cultivator. β
Xuanyuan Zhengrong was also taken aback, and said with a slight smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you are indeed a little delicate, there have been no boys to come to my etiquette class for a long time, and it is really rare for you to come." β
Feng Lin shook his head and whispered to Jiang Li, "It's all you, do you think there are any men in the etiquette class?"
Jiang Li just smiled and didn't speak.
After Xuanyuan Zhengrong demonstrated the etiquette of dealing with people in the court, he began to teach the people musical instruments. Everyone began to choose a suitable instrument, Jiang Li tuned a guqin, and Feng Lin chose a jade flute. After everyone learned the notes of the basic instrument, they began to play against the score, and after a few times, they gradually became rhythmic, and the basic playing techniques were mastered by Fenglin. The music is slightly off, but it is very rhythmic.
Jiang Li has obviously learned the guzheng a long time ago, and playing the guzheng is not only beautiful, but also intoxicating.
Feng Lin asked suspiciously, "It seems that you have already learned these instruments, right?"
Jiang Li smiled lightly, "I have been playing various musical instruments since I was a child, and each piece will have a different artistic conception when played by different people, I want to bring you into my artistic conception, so you must learn etiquette, so that whenever I play a tune, you will know what I am thinking." β
Feng Lin shook his head and gave Jiang Li a roll of his eyes, "Boring, I said you can't think about something serious!"
For two full hours, Feng Lin had completely mastered Xiao's performance skills, but he didn't expect that Xiao Yin and Qin Yin could only be compatible, and gradually became the trend of Qin Xiao and Ming. Feng Lin was also very happy, and Jiang Lidi's sound made him feel relaxed and quiet. Unconsciously, Fenglin liked this feeling, and in the quiet and peaceful, he gradually returned to nature. What he didn't know was that his Xiao Yin also made Jiang Li feel warm and quiet.
After the ritual class, Feng Lin and Feng Ningyu walked out together, Feng Lin was invited to have a discussion with Sima Yanjun, so the four of them came to Feng Lin's thatched house, which is a secluded place, Sima Yanjun stepped forward and saluted, "Brother Feng Lin, please advise." "After that, as soon as the long sword came out, a cold light of Long Yuan shone brightly. The sword body of Long Yuan is like frost and snow, extremely cold, and the sword body is engraved with the Big Dipper on one side and a flying dragon on the other. The sword is unsheathed, the cold light is terrifying, and the power is shocking.
Feng Lin sighed, "What a sword, this is the Seven Star Dragon Yuan." Miss Sima, please advise. After speaking, he took out the ink cloud from the Qiankun bag, the ink cloud came out of the sheath, the black light was released, and the sword spirit immediately came out through the sword, calling in the wind, and the sword intent was strong.
Sima Yanjun exclaimed, "The sword soul is released, what a handful of ink clouds, Brother Fenglin is careful, the dragon is boundless." β
The cold light of the Longyuan sword was released, Sima Yanjun was in the middle of it, and a crystal dragon attacked the wind lin, and the dragon rolled up the cold air in the sky, which gave people a sense of boundless vicissitudes.
Feng Lin was shocked, Sima Yanjun was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his understanding of the vicissitudes of life was so deep. Mo Yun pointed forward, and the starting hand was a storm sword split, Mo Yun rolled up the animation Tianfeng Gang, the sword soul roared, startling the sword shadow in the sky, the sword intent surged, the battle intent was strong, and the sword shadow strangled towards the dragon with the wind gang.
Feng Gang desperately strangled the dragon, and the dragon rolled up endless cold light and devoured Feng Gang.
"......Boom" There was a loud bang, and the dragon and Feng Gang collided, and the two disappeared from each other. At this time, Sima Yanjun Long Yuan broke through the air and attacked, Fenglin was shrouded by the shadow of the sword, when Fenglin came back to his senses, it was full of boundless sea on all sides, and the sea exuded endless boundlessness, the frightened Fenglin trembled, the vast like a knife, invaded towards Fenglin, Fenglin flew and retreated, but there was an endless sea on all sides, and the vast qi was attacked from all sides, Fenglin could not retreat, the dragon-shaped martial soul was released, and the dragon-shaped martial soul swam around the body, Fenglin did not hesitate at all, the fighting spirit sword was unfolded, and the sword intent began to eat the vast qi with Long Wei. In an instant, Sima Yanjun's boundless sea was broken by Fenglin.
Seeing that Feng Lin broke through his attack, Sima Yanjun was also surprised, and then smiled, "Brother Feng is really powerful, and he actually broke my move." β
"It's just a fluke, Miss Sima's vast illusion is indeed mysterious. β
Sima Yanjun stopped talking, and his handprints kept changing. The vicissitudes of life rose again, the cold air hit, and Fenglin was a little panicked.
Feng Lin shook his head lightly, and said in his heart, "This Sima Yanjun's vicissitudes of life are really mysterious, but the invisible qi can disturb the mind. β
Sima Yanjun shot again, Long Yuan disturbed the wind and clouds, and the long sword transformed into a dragon shape, only to see a dragon soaring above the wilderness.
"Brother Feng, be careful, watch me fight in the wild. β
Canglong's huge mouth erupted, roaring above the wilderness, between the dragon's breath, the cold air gushed, and the wilderness was full of vast qi, and the vast qi blessed the dragon. Sima Yanjun's seven-star dragon abyss broke through the unprecedented attack, and the dragon roared in the sky, directly taking the wind lin.
Jiang Li's face changed, and he said in shock, "It's not good, Sima Yanjun is Xuanyuan Zhengrong's proud protΓ©gΓ©, this heaven-level earth-level seven-star dragon yuan was first born in the Xuan Realm in Sima Yanjun's hands, and then the dragon attacked, especially this surging vast qi, although I am far away from the battlefield, I can still feel this biting cold." I'm afraid it's not good, isn't it?"