"I never accept any registered disciples!" Lu Jiuyuan's words were like his sword, fast, simple, dry, and full of words. He glanced at the six ingenious restraints, and said lightly but resolutely.

But suddenly, Lu Jiuyuan's words changed:

"At least from the shackles of the apprentice, it can be seen that when you worship Yangming, you can see that you are extra attentive, and you have spent some extra thought, which is very good, the named disciple is a three-color gift, as long as you take out the three-color gift with the same heart, then I will break this case. ”

After finishing speaking, Lu Jiuyuan sat down on the Taishi chair next to him, showing his domineering. But Lin Fengjin suddenly smiled:

"I'm really ashamed, in fact, whether Master Lu agrees or not, the disciple is ready to have a three-color gift to give, although I don't know if Master Lu likes it, but if it comes to the two words of heart, he still has a clear conscience. ”

"Oh?" Lu Jiuyuan said with interest, holding his chin. "Why don't you bring it up soon?"

Lin Fengjin waved his hand, and three more beautiful maidens entered, exactly the same golden plate, covered with red silk. The contents of these three golden plates immediately subtly seduced the minds of all the guests.

The first red silk was revealed, and a mysterious object the size of a pigeon's egg appeared in the golden tray, surrounded by a strange light.

But most of the people present couldn't recognize this thing, and Hai Gongzi suddenly said in surprise:

"Isn't this a demon stone? I saw one a hundred and ten years ago, and it's the best material for crafting weapons. ”

Lu Jiuyuan looked quite satisfied, and bowed slightly:

"With such a large metallic demon stone, you have passed the first gift. ”

Before he bowed his head, there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of the beautiful maid, and he couldn't get through it at all.

When the second red silk sheet was revealed, it was clear that the golden tray contained three balls of metal the size of fingernails. This thing is much more recognizable, and you can hear someone gasping low:

"Female Xiaojin, square inch iron, stone see silver!"

This was obtained by Lin Fengjin from the Sumeru mustard seed ring, and he probably took out a third of it as a gift for his apprentice, because Lin Fengjin knew the news of the loss of Lu Jiuyuan's sword, so all the things he sent were related to forging.

This apprenticeship Lu Jiuyuan also bowed slightly, which can be regarded as passing.

On the third golden tray, when uncovered, was a horsewhip that looked beautifully made. Then there is also a wooden sign underneath with a few words written on it.

Dark clouds destroy the snow, the blood of the heavenly horses, travel thousands of five hundred miles a day, and the strategy is to crisscross the rivers and lakes, coming and going like the wind, and suddenly like electricity.

Lin Feng said respectfully:

"This is a rare divine horse that the disciple found by chance on the grassland, and Lu Shi is famous for his swordsmanship of the Seven Kingdoms, and he dominates the world. With this horse, it is like a tiger with wings!"

After he finished speaking, there was a neighing sound outside, and then he saw the tall horse of the majestic horse being led to the atrium. It was a head taller than the rest of the horses, and it was pitch black, without a trace of stray hair, and it was shiny and slippery. There is a circle of snow-white long hair on the four hooves, if you step on the clouds, you are vigorous and majestic. Heroic!

At this time, the horse is like a famous car in later generations, Lu Jiuyuan is in his prime, not like Wang Yangming is in his last years, and the pride and ambition in his heart are especially strong, as if the forty-year-old men in our world are eager for a Mercedes-Benz GL or Audi Q7 with both calm and luxury, Lin Fengjin sent such an almost flawless horse happened to be the fuse that ignited the pride and ambition in his heart!

Lu Jiuyuan walked up and gently stroked this unruly horse, but the rigid face line did not show the slightest sign of melting, but he said lightly:

"Find me a good groom, you are my registered disciple. ”

Then he added very seriously:

"The only registered disciple who made an exception and accepted it. ”

Lin Fengjin kowtowed with his head, at this time, the title of master and apprentice under this solemn ceremony must be certain, that is, it is really like a father and son, to put it mildly, if Lu Jiuyuan is the last one, he will have to wear linen and filial piety if he dies, and if Master Lin dies early, Lu Jiuyuan and Wang Yangming will even have to find a way to marry him.

Even if Lin Fengjin broke the law, Lu Jiuyuan and Wang Yangming could teach him a lesson and scold him, but if he was thrown into the official mansion, he would be spurned by public opinion, which was to hide his relatives. Confucius clearly stated in the Analects of the Son, "The Father is hidden for the Son, and the Son is hidden for the Father, and it is directly in it."

At this time, the corner of his eye saw a flash of familiar dresses, and when he had free time, he peeked at it, and Ning Qing's graceful back had already staggered away.

At this point, Lin Fengjin, the former outer disciple of Tianchang Academy, a traitor who was charged with killing teachers, a tomb robber with a despicable character, and the son of a shameful profiteer, officially entered the door of Donglin Academy. became a member of this veritable No. 1 academy in the world.

And it's still the treatment of ordinary disciples!

It seems that in this matter, Donglin Academy seems to have picked up the outcasts of Tianchang Academy and lost their identity, but according to the analysis of most public opinion, the most widely circulated keyword is: eyes without beads.

Whether Donglin Academy has eyes and no beads, or Tianchang Academy has eyes and no beads, this can only be seen.

At this moment when he became a disciple of Donglin Academy, Lin Fengjin also set several records.

The first record is naturally that he became the only registered disciple under Mr. Jiuyuan.

The second record is that he became the ugliest ordinary (entry) disciple in the history of the academy.

The third record is the only one who has just started and made the college eagerly take his couplet (presumably) as a marvel of the new school motto.

The fourth record is that he is the only disciple who went to visit the named master again just after completing his apprenticeship.

These four records are talked about by many people,

In addition, as soon as Lin Fengjin entered the academy, he faced Diao Xiaohou, and also snatched his ten-thousand-building property from every inch of land, and what is even more eye-catching is that Diao Xiaohou, who has the backing of the prince, and even the entire Diao Mansion, has not taken the slightest revenge, and it seems that he has no plan!

This made Lin Fengjin's popularity soar rapidly, and coupled with the spread of the previous "wind and rain", he became one of the most influential figures in the academy in a short period of time. However, Lin Fengjin became very peculiar and low-key at this time, because he had officially become a student of Mr. Yangming, because Wang Xunzhi had begun to formally teach him (Wang Yangming was too old, and ordinary daily teaching was replaced by Wang Xunzhi), and targeted nightmarish special training also began to unfold

This time, the main targeted strengthening exercises were mainly aimed at Lin Fengjin's ugly words.

Donglin Academy has a very professional solution to this kind of problem, because so far, the academy has taught thousands of disciples, and there may be fewer who are worse than Lin Fengjian's handwriting, but it is definitely not nothing, so a series of effective quick methods have long been sorted out.

The first step is to write the word "Yong".

Lin Fengjin has been writing the word "Yong" for four days, and he has been writing every day except for eating and sleeping, as if he wants to carve this word into his soul. He actually expressed his helplessness about this, but there was no way.

That's because the eight strokes of the character "Yong" represent the general pattern of strokes in Chinese calligraphy, which are "side, le, crossbow, bao, strategy, sweep, peck, and 磔".

Well, to put it simply, this is the essence of the book sage Wang Xizhi summed up in a few years, the strokes of the word "Yong", it is perfect with the eight laws of regular script, write the word "Yong", all the words can be written well, so it is also called the eight laws of Yongzi.

This kind of special training is undoubtedly very boring, but as long as you devote yourself seriously, the effect of this boring practice is also very amazing.

He's still a very smart guy after all.

After writing Yongzi for ten days, Lin Fengjin's boring life was pleasantly surprised, that is, he could get half an hour of extra sword practice time every day, although Wang Xunzhi told Lin Fengjin that he used the sword in his hand as a pen, and then when he came out of the sword, he was thinking about writing Yongzi.

After ten days like this, Lin Fengjin's words were finally able to get his hands on, because it was indeed the case, after writing one word of Yongzi, then there was no problem in writing all the words in regular letters, because all the other words were almost composed of strokes separated from Yongzi.

Then Lin Fengjin's sword practice time began to slowly extend, and the most common thing became to write Yongzi with a pen in the morning, and Yongzi with a sword in the air in the afternoon.

On the last day of September, Mr. Yang Ming appeared in front of Lin Fengjin and asked him to write a Yongzi, then stared for a while, nodded, and then broke a dead branch and performed a set of swordsmanship in front of Lin Fengjin.

Lin Fengjin immediately realized that although this set of very exquisite swordsmanship was extremely esoteric in combination, no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship was, it was also composed of the most basic strokes, slashes and other actions, as if it were the characters in the regular script, all of which were composed of strokes separated from the Yongzi, and that one move was an unfamiliar swordsmanship, but after careful analysis, it was so familiar! He was not a stupid person in the first place, and he immediately felt that it was a matter of course.

In a month, Lin Fengjin learned a set of esoteric swordsmanship, and at the same time, he could write a very beautiful (compared to his previous ugly characters) regular script. But this month Lin Fengjin has been practicing calligraphy, only the last day, Mr. Yang Ming appeared, which drew an end to his hard work this month, Lin Fengjin realized at this time that he had gained much more than he imagined......!