Zhang Lan also knew that she would definitely choose like this, so she just smiled slightly, turned over on the horse, and said to Feng Suling: "Then, you come up, you have to hurry up, I won't be responsible if I get rid of it!"

Nodding, Feng Suling's body was longitudinal, like a butterfly piercing flowers, and flew behind Zhang Lan quickly and gently, bringing a fragrant breeze and landing on the horse's back. Fortunately, her saddle was long enough, so she didn't have to squeeze too close to Zhang Lan.

The two rode on horseback, and ran along the mountain road to the other side of the mountain. The academy is too big, even if it is the distance between the two classes, there is a mountain of separation, I have to say that such an academy, people who don't have a little martial arts really can't afford it, Gong is afraid that just walking every day will tire people half to death.

Fortunately, the mountain road is relatively gentle, not how bumpy, but a vertical and a rush on horseback, it will inevitably make the body of the person rise and fall back and forth, Feng Suling in order not to let her chest rub against Zhang Lan, can only lean her body back, if it weren't for her light skills seem to be good, whether she has been thrown down along the way is really two words.

According to Feng Suling's guidance, the two of them circled around some of the nearby territories of the Red Star Academy, and along the way, if Zhang Lan hadn't opened his mouth to ask, Feng Suling would never have spoken.

By this time, the two had crossed an unknown number of hills, and when they came to a water pavilion, they dismounted and put their horses aside. These horses are domesticated and know that they can't run around, so they don't have to worry about getting lost or being stolen.

After dismounting, side by side, the two headed towards the depths of the water pavilion.

The structure of this water pavilion can be described as extremely elegant. Pavilions and pavilions, by the water and mountains, green willows are quiet, rockeries and strange stones are coherent, water corridors are reflected, the scenery layout is like a natural formation, it seems that there is no trace of artificial excavation.

"The scenery here is so beautiful that I can't help but want to read a poem."

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Zhang Lan smiled.

"If the teacher has poetry, if he reads it, the disciple will listen to it. ”

Feng Suling naturally wouldn't object at the moment, but she was a little disdainful in her heart. Looking at literature from people, even if this mentor is highly cultivated, his character is no different from that of a hooligan, and what literary brilliance can he have.

"Well, then you listen up......"

Looking at the lake water, the lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the flowers are connected, as if endless, Zhang Lan's mind turned, and a good poem emerged when his mind was neutral:

"After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons.

The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. ”

A simple poem does not have any profundity, but between the simple words, it reveals a bit of cheerfulness, but between talking and laughing, you can make such a picturesque poem, which makes the eyes of Defeng Suling light up.

"Teacher, the poem you chanted is indeed a rare masterpiece, and I don't know which one wrote it, such a light and elegant poem should be worth remembering Su Ling's name. ”

Feng Suling seemed to be very interested in the person who made the poem, and at the same time, she also decided that Zhang Lan was not the gentleman who wrote the poem.

"That person's name is Yang Wanli, and he is a poet from hundreds of years ago!"

Zhang Lan also has no intention of stealing the crystallization of the wisdom of her predecessors, although no one in this world knows, but there is no need to deceive the little girl for such a trivial matter.

"Hundreds of years ago?"

Feng Suling was a little disappointed, if it was a person of the same era, he would still have a chance to see it, but according to Zhang Lan's tone, that person had been dead for hundreds of years, and he was afraid that he would not have a chance.

Not far ahead, two girls stood on the song stage of the water pavilion and danced, and there were many onlookers there. Although they are still a little young, they are slender, and their clothes are revealed, and between the light songs and dances, they bring a sense of spring.

Most of the onlookers were men, cheering and cheering for the singing and dancing of the two girls from time to time, not looking at people, but still watching people......

Zhang Lan also cast her eyes there, looking at the two little beauties with fluttering clothes, with a smile on her face.

I don't know if Zhang Lan's poem just now made Defeng Suling feel good or what, she took the initiative to speak for the first time: "Those two girls are from the third class of the earth, they dance very well, they are also very beautiful, and they are popular with many people, but they are ......"

"However, there is no cultivation of the immortal spirit root, is it?"

Zhang Lan chuckled and answered. Although it is still not visible in the Red Star Academy, once a hundred years have passed, the talent gap between these people will appear. Some people may be dying, while others may still be as young as themselves, embarking on the path of immortality, and pursuing the path of immortality from then on.

Although the two of them are beauties, they have not cultivated the immortal spirit root, and sooner or later they will grow old, so they can only watch these people who chased them in every possible way gradually leave them behind.

They are unwilling to face such a future, so they show their demeanor in the academy to the fullest, just hoping to be looked at by someone, and when they have the fate of cultivating immortals, they can not forget to carry them.

Cultivating the immortal spiritual root is a talent that will be detected by the academy from the student with a special method when entering the hospital, and the person who cultivates the immortal spiritual root is very good, and can even directly recommend it to the major sects, ordinary people, they can only practice in the academy first, anyway, in the stage of martial arts training, everyone's cultivation speed is no different, and it has nothing to do with cultivating the immortal spiritual root.

But those who don't cultivate immortal spiritual roots, even if they work hard now, they will gradually be left behind in the future and become an ant-like existence under immortal cultivators. If it weren't for Gou Jiyun's family and talent, how could they dare to attack a monk who was in the middle of his heart. Even if they did, their clan wouldn't let them do it.

Or rather, their family didn't let them do it in the first place, but just turned a blind eye to their actions because they were gifted.

Feng Suling didn't answer Zhang Lan's words for a long time, just stood quietly by his side.

I don't know how many times later, Zhang Lan suddenly asked: "By the way, I see that they all like to wear samurai clothes, why do you like to wear palace clothes, in the martial arts stage, wearing samurai clothes can allow you to give better play to your strength!"

For the convenience of fighting, warriors generally wear samurai uniforms, such clothing is simpler than palace clothes, there are no wide sleeves, and there is no skirt that drags the ground, although there is less grace and tranquility of some women, but it is a little more capable and heroic, if it is a bold woman, expose her arms and legs, plus the arm guards and shin armor on the arm, compared to the palace dress like Feng Suling, it will also not be less attractive.

Feng Suling nodded and said, "I know, but I don't like to fight with people, basically I rarely fight with people, so that's enough." ”

Zhang Lan nodded, and looked at the stage again. The two girls are also wearing palace clothes, one is red, the other is green, between the red and green, plus the moving dancing, which deeply attracts people's attention.

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