The road to breaking the master is long

Seeing Lin Canghe holding the fairy sword on the way back, Xuanli couldn't help asking: "Why do you keep holding this thing?"

Since the opening of the spiritual vein, Lin Canghe noticed that his cultivation was recovering. At the beginning, he also felt that the fairy sword was in the way and wanted to put it away. Just as he was about to move, he suddenly realized that he knew nothing at this moment, so he hugged him all the way. At this moment, Xuanli Finally asked, Lin Canghe hurriedly looked at Xuanli with a look of bewilderment.

Xuanli raised his forehead: "I forgot to teach you how to draw the sword. Alas, it's also my fault that the teacher has never taken in disciples. You watch the gestures of the teacher." Speaking of the seal on Xuanli's hand, Lin Canghe looked at it seriously.

After Xuanli was done, he looked at Lincanghe, just withdrawing his sword, Lincanghe could do it casually, but in order to cater to his current status, Lincanghe deliberately and clumsily imitated Xuanli's hand gestures, and successfully retracted his sword.

Xuanli was slightly stunned, he could count on one hand the number of monks who could successfully retract the sword after reading it once, what a great apprentice I have taken in!If this kind of talent a hundred years later, maybe he can really become the best one among the disciples.Thinking about feeling better, he raised his hand and stroked Rin Canghe's hair: "Not bad, not bad."

Xuanli took Lin Canghe and the little green snake back to Tianji Palace. When he was going to the study, he happened to bump into Uncle Fu. Xuanli said, "Uncle Fu, come with us. I want to teach Canghe how to read. You Grind some ink for us."

The old man had just gone to the Liudan Mirage Realm and saw no one was looking for the two of them, and now seeing that they couldn't find an excuse to stay by their side, he hurriedly agreed.

In the study, Uncle Fu stood aside after polishing the ink.

Xuanli walked to the table, spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up a pen and dipped some ink on the rice paper and began to write.Xuanli wrote very seriously, he wrote for a long time before stopping, and nodded in satisfaction: "Canghe, come here."

Lin Canghe walked over according to the words, looked at the rice paper, Xuanli raised his hand and stroked the words on the rice paper one by one: "Lin...Cang...he, this is your name."

Lin Canghe laughed secretly when he saw the word, the word Thirteen is really 'special' as always!Suppressing a smile, he read it carefully: "Lin Canghe, my name."

It's been a long time since I saw the young master writing so seriously. Think about it, the last time the young master was beaten up by the old master when he was a child.Thinking about it, Fu Bo also raised his head curiously, and his brows were wrinkled like buns.The handwriting has been bad since I was a child. I don’t know how many times I was punished by the old master because of the ugly handwriting. Once the old master was so angry that he moved his hands.How come the handwriting is still so...so indescribable!It's better to catch a spider and crawl over it.well!They all say that they can write like a person, so why is it not effective when it comes to the young master? He can learn everything quickly, and he looks dignified. How can such a person who looks like a banished fairy write such a single handwriting?From now on, the young master can't be allowed to write outside, otherwise it will be even more difficult to find a daughter-in-law.Thinking about shaking his head again and again.

"Let's practice these three characters first." Xuanli handed the pen to Lin Canghe, "After practice, write it two hundred times first!"

"Yeah!" Lin Canghe nodded again and again, and then realized what Xuanli said with a look of surprise: "Huh?" It seems that Shisan also saw his own thoughts. This was intentional, so I can't write this in vain. Two hundred times.Thinking about it, holding the pen in his hand but not dropping it for a long time, finally raised his head and looked at Xuanli embarrassedly.

It's quite a set!Xuanli grasped Lincanghe's hand lightly, corrected the posture of Lincanghe holding the pen, and began to write carefully one by one while holding Lincanghe's hand. After writing several times, Xuanli finally let it go.

Lin Canghe was looking forward to it, but when Xuanli really held his hand, he was extremely nervous, and he didn't know where his thoughts were going.It wasn't until Xuan Li let go of his hand that he recovered.

Xuanli looked at Lin Canghe's ears were a little red, and couldn't help thinking of Lan Yi, which was like this when he was in the blood field, as long as he was close to him, he would look like this.Then he shook his head, what happened to him recently, he felt a little guilty for always comparing the two, and his tone softened: "Write it a hundred times."

Lin Canghe nodded slightly, but said in his heart that it is better to keep a little distance from Shisan in the future, otherwise he can explain it once or twice, and if it is too much, he should be suspicious.After that, I began to copy it clumsily like writing for the first time.

Uncle Fu watched from the side and couldn't help but say: "No, no, young master, how can someone write such complicated characters just after learning to write? They all learn it well from the beginning, or else, teaching a thousand-character prose Alright, you...you are really misleading my son!"

The little green snake on the side also nodded in approval.

Xuanli frowned and looked at Uncle Fu: "Should I teach or you? There is also the little green snake, here is the original mind, memorize it for me, and I will test you in half a month."

The little green snake looked dazed and regretted, and when Lin Canghe was taught again in the future, he would definitely stay far away.

Afraid that Xuanli would find some work for him, Uncle Fu hurriedly replied: "You teach! You teach!" At the same time, he shut his mouth and stood quietly at the side, but seeing that Lin Canghe was struggling to write, he couldn't help it several times. He wanted to speak, but was stopped by Xuanli's cold eyes every time.

After a few times, Uncle Fu also knew that persuading Xuanli was useless, so he looked at Lin Canghe, and saw that Lin Canghe wrote clumsily at first, and his handwriting was crooked, but after writing it more than a dozen times, he actually wrote it. Something like that.I can't help but be surprised that such a difficult word can be written so well after only a dozen times!And there is not a single word written wrong. If he hadn't learned characters before, he would be a genius.

After writing it more than a dozen times, the three characters 'Lincanghe' have taken shape. Although the characters are childish, they are indeed a bit more beautiful than those written by Xuanli.

The old man on the side nodded again and again, Lin Canghe turned his head and looked at Xuanli with a smile, but he saw that the smile in Xuanli's eyes deepened, it is not easy for you to pretend to copy my words!He raised his hand and stroked Lin Canghe's head: "It's well written, let's write it fifty times."

Lin Canghe's old face blushed instantly, feeling a little guilty, Shisan had already seen it clearly, why would he still praise himself so much.For a moment, I couldn't figure out Xuanli's thoughts.

"Canghe, remember this is your name, a person should never forget who he is."

"En." Lin Canghe nodded solemnly.

Then Xuanli took a thousand-character text and put it on the table: "This book is called a thousand-character text."

Talking and opening to teach Lin Canghe: "Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang, Universe, Sun, Moon, Prosperity, Chensu, Zhang Han, Summer, Autumn, Harvest, Winter. This sentence says that the sky is blue and black, the earth is yellow, and the universe was formed in the boundless ignorance. The moonlight is perfect, the sun is slanting west, and the stars are gathered in the boundless sky. Cold and heat change, come and go; harvest crops in autumn, and store grain in winter. Lu Tiaoyang, Lu Tiaoyang, who is more than one year old..." Xuanli read as he read While explaining the meaning of the text to Lin Canghe, he spent two days talking about a thousand-character essay.

Other things are fine, Lin Canghe hates learning this kind of characters the most, how can there be such characters in the blood domain, there is no wind, frost, rain or snow, and there is no need to harvest them in autumn and winter.So it is really difficult to learn.So that when Xuanli first started explaining, Lin Canghe could keep up with Xuanli's thinking.After that, it’s hard to say anything!

After two consecutive days like this, Lin Canghe felt that his mind was muddy, and he couldn't even remember the very beginning, and he was inevitably anxious secretly.Worried that Xuanli would never teach again because of this.

After two days, Xuanli saw that Lin Canghe was in a low mood, and it seemed that not all of them were lying to me.Smiling and reassuring: "Canghe, don't worry, you may feel obscure at the beginning, take your time. If you don't understand any sentence, you can always ask your teacher or Uncle Fu."

Hearing what Xuanli said, Lin Canghe's mood eased a little, and he raised his pen and continued to copy the paragraph Fang Fang had said.After copying a few words, he suddenly stopped writing. If Shisan said something he didn't understand, he could ask him anytime, anytime!I have a plan in mind.

Xuanli looked down at the handwriting that was exactly the same as his own on the rice paper, he was a little uncertain, could this child really not know how to write?Can't let him also write my handwriting.Frowning and looking at Uncle Fu: "Go down the mountain to find a good copybook and give it to Canghe."

Fu Bo breathed a sigh of relief.I've been thinking about this for a long time. Seeing Xiao Canghe's handwriting more and more like you, young master, I can only worry by the side. Fortunately, the young master still has some self-knowledge and knows that his handwriting is ugly.

After thinking about it, he said: "No need to go down the mountain, no need to go down the mountain, I have it, and I'll bring it to Xiao Canghe right away." After speaking, he trotted away without waiting for Xuanli's reaction, and after a while, he brought back five copies and handed them to Xuanli.

Xuanli flipped through the five copybooks roughly and nodded in satisfaction. Although the little old man is sometimes irritating, he is quite reliable in his work, and he found all five copybooks well.After thinking about it, he handed the copybook to Lin Canghe: "Choose one to copy."

Lin Canghe took it, flipped through it casually, and put it aside. It's not that I don't have my own font, but I just want to write the same characters as Shisan, so I said: "Canghe...Canghe thinks...Master Master's handwriting is very good."

Xuanli was about to speak, but Uncle Fu was afraid that Xuanli would change his mind, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Xiao Canghe, it is very important to write better handwriting, and it is best to practice good handwriting from an early age, your master's handwriting... um... ...It's very...special, but you must never learn his handwriting, in short, it's all for your own good, and you'll know it in the future."

However, Lin Canghe still insisted: "I know... Uncle Fu's kindness, but... Canghe... still thinks that Master's words are very good."

He talked a lot about his feelings, but he didn't take it to heart at all. Uncle Fu vomited blood and sighed with his hands on his forehead. It was hopeless.

And Xuanli at the side is looking through and comparing five copybooks carefully at the moment, and finally chooses one: "Fu Bo, can you find another copybook?"

Uncle Fu was stunned: "Yes, yes, what do you want this for?"

Xuanli: "Take another copy of the same one and send it over."

After finishing speaking, he handed the copybook to Lin Canghe: "I know Canghe wants to write the same words as my teacher, right?"

Lin Canghe lowered his head: "Master... Am I being too willful?"

Xuanli smiled softly, and lightly rubbed Rin Canghe's ink hair: "Master's handwriting is too ugly, if you write the same words as Master, people should laugh at us Tianji Palace when you go out, and you don't want us Tianji Palace and the word Chou hang together, don't they?"

Lin Canghe still lowered his head, Xuanli continued: "In this way, it is feasible for me to practice the same copybook with you as a teacher?"

Lin Canghe raised his eyes and smiled, the brilliance in his eyes was almost overflowing.I remember Thirteen hated practicing calligraphy the most.

Xuanli smiled: "Let's just take this book. I like the fonts on it. Let's practice together. Let's see who writes better after a year."

"En!" Lin Canghe nodded solemnly, "The disciple will work hard to copy."

Uncle Fu on the side was stunned, I went, the old master failed to make the young master practice calligraphy seriously, and the young master wrote well for the sake of Xiao Canghe, but... actually wanted to practice calligraphy!Am I dreaming, and slapped myself while talking.

A crisp sound attracted Xuanli and Rincanghe to look over, Uncle Fu smiled awkwardly: "Well, there are mosquitoes... beat the mosquitoes."

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After that, Lin Canghe devoted himself to the Thousand-Character Classic, memorizing the meaning of the Thousand-Character Classic during the day, and asked Xuanli for advice if he didn't understand it.At night, he and Xuanli copied the words in the copybook, and at the same time, they did not forget to silently write what they had learned during the day.

It took Lin Canghe a whole month to understand a book of one thousand characters, and after this month's practice, Lin Canghe's writing has become somewhat decent.

On this day, Lin Canghe happily ran to Xuanli's side with a piece of rice paper to show his hospitality: "Master, look, is the disciple writing well?" He opened the rice paper while speaking.

Xuanli raised his eyes and saw the five words 'Xuanli, Lincanghe' written on the rice paper. Looking at the rudimentary form of the characters in the copybook, it seemed a bit like a silver hook.

Xuanli smiled and raised his hand to rub Rincanghe's head: "We have made great progress, and our efforts are not in vain." Rincanghe squinted his eyes very pleased.

As early as when Lincanghe was talking, Uncle Fu poked his head over to look, only to see that there were only their names on it, and he couldn't help feeling a little displeased when he couldn't find his name on it after searching for a long time.

He frowned and asked, "What about me? Xiao Canghe, why doesn't my name exist?"

"Yes, here it is."

As soon as Uncle Fu heard it, his displeasure immediately receded, and then he saw Lin Canghe pointing at the two sesame-sized characters at the corner of the rice paper.Forbe's face turned dark immediately.

Xuanli was curious, and after a closer look, he saw the word Fubo, and then he burst out laughing: "Xiao Canghe, well done! Ha..."

Uncle Fu was furious: "Why is my name so small? If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I will beat your ass into eight petals today."

Seeing that Xuanli was in a good mood, Lin Canghe was very satisfied, and quickly hid behind Xuanli.

"Today, no one can save you." Fu Bo said and chased after him.

Xuanli smiled and protected Lin Canghe: "Old man, you should think so. Although these two characters are small, it is really not easy to write. Canghe definitely took a lot of effort. In order to write these two characters so small, You may have practiced it many times, so on this piece of paper, these two characters are the most rare."

Fu Bo was suspicious: "Really?"

Xuanli and Rincanghe nodded tacitly: "Yes."

Uncle Fu snorted coldly: "I believe you!" After speaking, he picked up the soles of his shoes and ran around the house chasing Lin Canghe.

Xuanli held his forehead and sighed, asking if I forgot something.By the way, I said before that I would test the Little Green Snake's mental skills, so I walked out of the study thinking about it.

When Lin Canghe saw Xuanli leaving, he stopped. Why did Shisan leave suddenly? Could it be because I was too noisy?

Lin Canghe stopped, but Uncle Fu didn't intend to stop. He grabbed Lin Canghe and kicked him, and Lin Canghe was kicked back to his senses: "Okay, Uncle Fu, stop making trouble." After speaking, he sat back down again Chair, began to study other books.

And the little green snake has long been very proficient in reciting, and Xuanli's spot checks have done a good job, and secretly said that children can teach them.The little green snake took the opportunity to ask Xuanli some things he didn't understand, and Xuanli answered them patiently.

When he first received the mental method, Little Green Snake thought that Xuanli was studying it reluctantly to punish himself, but he was stunned immediately after reading it. This mental method was written by a monster in ancient times. It is beneficial, as far as this mental method is concerned, the entire Qingmang family does not have a copy, it is a treasure in the world of monsters and beasts!Especially when Xuanli explained his doubts to himself, all the insights made the little green snake have a new understanding of the practice of monsters.The complaints against Xuanli in my heart dissipated in an instant, and now only respect and gratitude remain.

Before leaving, Xuanli gave a few more words of encouragement, the little green snake bowed his head respectfully, and then found another place to practice.