Chapter 146 The academy is never separated from the human world

Chapter 146 The academy is never separated from the human world

After being laughed at by Gong Yangyong, Zhuge Wenyu smiled and said: "This is not a private school. I'll see how he can smooth things over."

Seeing a group of indignant Yunlu Academy students surrounding Huang Feng in a circle, and Zhuge Wenyu's indifferent expression, Gong Yangyong snorted: "How to smooth things over? Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you old bones don't take action, this will happen Two people are enough to tear down your Yunlu Academy."

Zhuge Wenyu was slightly moved: "Is this true?"

Gong Yangyong pointed at the scroll that sealed the great demon and said with a smile: "These two people forced him to forcibly untie the two sin patterns."

"Double?" Zhuge Wenyu was really shocked.

Gong Yangyong snorted: "What do you mean, I will lie to you?"

"Ahem, I think Yunlu Academy is still a reasonable place." Zhuge Wenyu said.

"Ha ha."

The two of them talked and looked at the scene in the painting.

In the mid-mountain pavilion, a group of people surrounding Huang Feng were asking him to apologize for his remarks just now.

"Don't insult the Literary Saint!"

"Dean Zhuge is a scholar and a man of heaven. How can an ignorant person like you slander him?"

"Your Highness Changning, this is Yunlu Academy. Are your followers too vulgar and unreasonable?"

Everything else was okay, but Huang Feng couldn't bear this sentence and said angrily: "Follower? Do I look like a follower? You must apologize to me!"

The sudden change of momentum made a group of scholars from Yunlu Academy a little confused.

Seeing Huang Feng trying to twist his sleeves, these people all took a step back: "You still want to do it at Yunlu Academy?"

Now it was Huang Feng's turn to be stunned, and turned to ask Li Motang: "This is really one of the twelve immortal sects."

"It is true that the academy is not good at cultivation and combat power, but it is not weak either." After Li Motang finished speaking, he reminded him, "Don't forget the purpose of our trip."

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten."

Someone heard this and hummed: "That's right, don't think that because you have high cultivation, you can be tyrannical. We are not powerless."

"Let me see you?" Huang Feng looked sincere.

Someone in the crowd suddenly said: "Sage said, there is bird droppings falling on your head from the sky!"

When Huang Feng heard the sound, he suddenly felt in danger. He quickly took a step to the side and saw a piece of bird droppings smearing on the ground.

"Saint Yun? Which saint is so mean!" Huang Feng said angrily, feeling secretly relieved.

It seems that Xianmen Academy's utterances have not yet reached the level of the law of cause and effect. It may be that the speaker's cultivation level is not high enough?

"Forget it, don't fight, let's just quarrel." Huang Feng thought to himself, if a fight really breaks out, there will be old silver coins in this group of people who are "two inches shorter" and "three centimeters thin", and the iron pestle will also change. Into a needle.

Forget it, unless you have to, don't offend these scholars too harshly.

Huang Feng immediately changed his strategy, from stimulating chatting to conquering chatting: "Forget it, there's no point in arguing, so you don't have to say I'm bullying you.

Isn't the purpose of most of you's studies is to cultivate the awe-inspiring spirit in your chest, to pass down your poems to hundreds of generations, and to be famous throughout the ages?

Then let's compare poems and essays, and the loser will have something to eat and drink...forget it, the loser will stand on his head and wash his hair, how about that? "

This group of people may have to think carefully about comparing it to others, but when it comes to poetry and prose, they would not show any timidity and agree immediately.

Yu Zirun hesitated to speak, but when Huang Feng winked at him, he gave up.

After all, Huang Feng's two poems last night, especially the line "The ancients did not see the moon today, but this moon once illuminated the ancients", were so exquisite that they made him progress in his cultivation, so he was considered a favor to him.

Moreover, the poetry talents of these classmates and brothers cannot be greatly improved by just a few words of reminder from him.

From his position, he naturally didn't want the two sides to quarrel. Now that he really wanted to compare, he still stood on the side of Yunlu Academy and hoped that the brothers could have a good fight with Huang Feng.

"Comparing poetry, how?" someone asked Huang Feng angrily.

"I won't bully you either. If I compose a poem and any one of you can do it better than me, what if you win?"

Huang Feng said this because he didn't want to get into trouble and end up asking each other's questions. What if he didn't have the stock of the questions asked by the other party? It would be better to just go ahead and beat them to death with a poem, and at the same time let the people peeking from the top of the mountain see it. Look, you thought I didn't know you were peeking?

"How are you? You're not afraid anymore, are you?" Huang Feng asked.

The method of stimulating generals worked as well as ever. These scholars agreed without much discussion, and did not forget to remind: "Don't make any nonsense poems and then show off."

"No." Huang Feng smiled, "Then I did it?"

"It's up to you!" The scholars didn't really care.

Beside Li Motang, Xiao Nuan and Li Yixuan gently tugged on her sleeves from the left and right, and asked curiously: "Young Master Huang can also compose poetry?"

Li Motang was also a little surprised: "How do I know?"

"You don't know?" Xiao Nuan and Li Yixuan said in unison.

Looking at the eyes of these two people, it seemed strange that he didn't know. Li Motang reached out and pinched their faces: "Why do I have to know, quietly, just listen."

At the top of the peak, Zhuge Wenyu and Gong Yangyong were also waiting with interest, wanting to see whether Huang Feng was clever or had real talent and learning.

Naturally, Huang Feng would not recite casually, so he immediately started to act pretentiously, and came to the sea of ​​clouds in the mid-mountain pavilion. He stepped on the sea of ​​clouds, strolled forward, and then recited loudly.

"Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come together, and they only know how to sing uncontrollably alone in the night.

The wind is full of sad songs, and the mud is stained with bad luck.

Nine out of ten people are worth looking down upon, and none of them are useless scholars.

Don't worry about the poems and turn them into prophecies. The spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises. "

One sentence at a time, a poem in seven steps.

In the half-mountain pavilion, the disdain disappeared from the faces of the scholars at Yunlu Academy.

Huang Feng stood on the sea of ​​clouds, looked back and said: "This poem is not for you, but for those scholars who have no spiritual roots, have studied hard for many years, and want to realize their ambitions but fail.

The same saying, "A useless scholar" is helpless to them, but to you, yes, I am scolding you.

You have spiritual roots and can read the awe-inspiring spirit in your chest. You have obviously made great achievements for the people, and you are not worried that it is difficult to realize your ambitions, but you only know how to talk loudly and leave your name forever.

I am sure that in the end, you will not be able to follow the path of immortality and become a saint. In the end, you may not be as good as those scholars who have no spiritual roots but have lofty aspirations.

The Immortal Academy is different from other sects. The monks of other Immortal sects may be able to abandon the world of mortals and walk the path of heaven alone, but the academy is most inseparable from the human world! "

This sound was deafening.

The scholar on the pavilion halfway up the mountain felt a sudden surge of awe-inspiring energy in his chest, and even on the many peaks, there was an ups and downs of green energy.

At the top of the mountain, Zhuge Wenyu stood up slowly: "Academy is most inseparable from the human world. Such a simple truth is difficult to understand.

At that time, Nangong Xiu's view of "studying knowledge and benefiting the world" was consistent with this statement, but she could not completely tear through the "immortal gate" of Yunlu Academy and pierce the truth so sharply in front of her eyes. "

Everyone sighed.

Huang Feng had slipped back from the sea of ​​clouds at some point, and whispered in Li Motang's ear: "I'm done pretending, why don't we leave quickly before they come to their senses."