"Old fellow, you wait, when I resume my cultivation one day, I must poke a big hole in your vast world."

Ding Xiaoyi secretly swore in his heart.

He had seen many robbers, but it was the first time he had seen such a robber without grace.

Obviously, he snatched the god tripod from his own hands, and he said that he picked it up.

As soon as Ding Xiaoyi thought of this stubble, he was angry.

That old guy in Shushan is so hateful,

also let himself be under the wall of this righteous song, when did he Ding Xiaoyi suffer such a grievance.

"Old fellow, I must destroy your vast world, what kind of scholar, you are simply a robber and a bandit",

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but scold,

He didn't care that the old gentleman of this book mountain was a highly respected and powerful man in Dayong.

Anyway, this old guy provoked himself, and he was very unconvinced.

The sun rises in the east, the sun shines down,

The golden sunlight shone on this cliff, and every word of the righteous song glowed with golden light.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the big words, and he couldn't help but feel a headache again.

If he wants to recite poems, this is simply killing him,

And he still doesn't know a lot of words.

Master once said that there are some words that can be read accurately even if you read half of them.

It's just that how to read half of the word, he stood under the cliff with a sad face.

looked at the big words, and scolded the old gentleman again in his heart.

Fortunately, Ding Xiaoyi is free and easy by nature, and he also has a tenacity.

He read word by word.

When he couldn't memorize it, he wrote it down on the ground with his sword.

Over and over again.

The righteous song has a total of more than 300 words, and he wrote these more than 300 words several times.

His right hand was sore, and he copied it over and over again.

But he still couldn't memorize the more than 300 words in his mind.

If it was an ordinary cultivator or an ordinary person, he would have memorized these more than 300 words in one day.

And Ding Xiaoyi was born with a rejection of this text.

After copying it over and over again, he still only remembered the first two sentences.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds are endowed with manifolds. The lower ones are the rivers, and the upper ones are the stars......",

After reading these few sentences, Ding Xiaoyi's mind was blank again.

"Well, when is this a head?"

Ding Xiaoyi sat dejectedly on a rock under the cliff,

He looked at the big words, but his heart was extremely worried.

Unable to memorize this righteous song, he naturally couldn't comprehend Haoran righteousness.

He remembered the advice that Cold Moon Star had given him and asked him to come to Book Mountain.

Could it be that this Haoran Righteousness could restore his spiritual sea again?

He couldn't help but secretly think,

But he couldn't even comprehend Haoran's righteousness, so how could he repair his spiritual sea.

Ding Xiaoyi held his chin with both hands, stunned.

The human sword was also thrown aside by him at will.

The sword in the world hummed lightly, but Ding Xiaoyi ignored it

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He stared at the cliff,

Looking at every word of the righteous song, how he wished that he could comprehend the heroic righteousness from that text.

But the reality is cruel,

Even if he saw every word as a flower, he still didn't feel a trace of righteousness.

"It's too hard, isn't it?"

Ding Xiaoyi tried all kinds of methods, but he still didn't feel a trace of Haoran righteousness.

And he didn't even memorize the more than 300-word righteous song.

This hurt him, and he had an instinctive resistance to words.

He doesn't like to read,

He didn't like to write.

He only likes to hold a sword and be quick to take revenge.

Let him memorize poems, let him understand Haoran righteousness from reading, which is equivalent to his life.

A gust of wind blew, and the sound of reading came from the back mountain.

Ding Xiaoyi ignored it,

He lay comfortably on a huge rock with his hands under the back of his head.

His eyes were on the dense and large characters on the cliff wall, and he still had a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

The dog's tail shook like a puppy on his chest.

Another day passed, and Ding Xiaoyi completely gave up comprehending Haoran righteousness.

He just looks at the righteous song on the cliff every day in a daze, and this kind of life is extremely comfortable.

There was no killing, so that his body and mind were relaxed,

Ding Xiaoyi thinks it's all about fate.

It's not a bad thing that you can't comprehend Haoran righteousness.

But he still hated the old gentleman, who was simply a bandit and robber.

"Senior Brother Ding, it's been two days, and you haven't comprehended Haoran's righteousness yet."

Ziyu didn't know when he came to Ding Xiaoyi's side, he looked down at Ding Xiaoyi lying on the huge rock.

Then Ziyu said jokingly.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at that nasty face,

He glanced at the other party, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Seeing this, Ziyu was not annoyed or angry, he sat next to Ding Xiaoyi.

"If you can't comprehend Haoran righteousness again, I'm going to be miserable."

Ziyu said to Ding Xiaoyi with his own thoughts.

"What do you want me to do if you're miserable?" Ding Xiaoyi said to Ziyu angrily.

This guy is not righteous at all, and he even promised to go to Fusang to take care of his little junior brother.

It seems to be called Mr. Shushan of Qingshu.

Ziyu and Ziming have no righteousness at all, and they have no friends with Mr.

"Take your time, how is this righteous song memorized?"

Ziyu leaned in front of Ding Xiaoyi, and then asked wickedly.

"Didn't recite it", Ding Xiaoyi naturally didn't have a good tone, he said unceremoniously.

"I didn't recite it, so what should I do, Mr. said that if you don't recite it today, you have to beat the palm of your hand."

A faint light flashed out of Ziyu's hand, and after a flash of light, his true face was revealed.

When Ding Xiaoyi saw the thing in Ziyu's hand, he couldn't help but gasp.

Sub feather hand

Holding a ring ruler in his hand.

The ring ruler exuded a heroic righteousness that disgusted him, and he couldn't help but shudder when he saw the ring ruler.

"What are you doing?" Ding Xiaoyi immediately got up, he wanted to escape.

But although his movements are fast, Zi Yu's movements are faster.

I didn't see any movement from Ziyu, and Ding Xiaoyi was numb all over his body.

He felt as if his body wasn't his own.

"Senior Brother Ding, do you think it's more appropriate to fight?"

A wicked smile appeared on Ziyu's face, and he asked Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi trembled, and he felt as if he was imprisoned by a mysterious force.

There is no escape on your own, and there is no way to avoid it.

"That Senior Brother Ziyu, if you have something to say, can you avoid this matter of beating your hands?"

Ding Xiaoyi showed a smile on his face, but his smile was even uglier than death.

"No, Mr. said, from today onwards, if you can't recite that righteous song, you will be beaten, and you will be beaten as many times as you want to recite the words."

Zi Yu shook his head and said very seriously.

"Can you take a few fewer hits?"

Ding Xiaoyi almost pleaded with Ziyu with a sad face

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"No, not less",

Zi Yu shook his head again and replied.

"You guys are too much, can't Lao Tzu go?"

Ding Xiaoyi was furious when he heard this, and he roared angrily at Ziyu.

"Senior Brother Ding, it's useless, you can't get out of this Haoran world without comprehending the Haoran righteousness."

Ziyu shook his head at Ding Xiaoyi again and replied.

"You are called abusing students, I want to sue you, I want Emperor Yong to revoke your teaching qualifications",

Ding Xiaoyi issued a strong protest,

It's just that as soon as his words fell, his palm hit hard.

Cultivation was imprisoned, Zi Yu raised the ring ruler and slapped him the palm.

No matter which palm it was, a burst of rain fell on the palms of Ding Xiaoyi's hands.

There was a sharp pain in the palm of his hand.

This ring ruler made Ding Xiaoyi tremble,

Finally, his palms went numb, and his palms were red.

"Why did you hit more than 300 times, I can recite the first few sentences?"

Ding Xiaoyi wailed and shouted angrily at Ziyu.

"Ah, Senior Brother Ding, why didn't you say it earlier, just fight less next time."

Zi Yu's eyes showed a sly gaze, and he said apologetically to Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi's teeth itched when he heard it,

But he didn't have any way to take Ziyu, so he naturally couldn't beat it.

Scolding, he probably can't scold.

After all, Ziyu is a scholar, and scolding a scholar, isn't that also looking for death.

A "crackling" sound sounded,

The ring ruler rained down on the palms of Ding Xiaoyi's palms.

The sharp pain of the tear came like a tide, and the pain made Ding Xiaoyi grin.

After this call,

Ziyu said to Ding Xiaoyi, "Work hard, and try to recite a few more words next time."