Chapter 87

Hongye is stunned. In her mind, all the scholars must be more serious. As for the love stories written by novelists, most Confucian scholars will not read them. Moreover, if gaopan is not serious in appearance, but in fact he is very orderly in heart, he may really read them.

The people of Lingyun would read those books, which surprised her. "Are you free?"

Ling Yun shook his head, "in fact, see fast, most can write down, slowly through." Ling Yun is talking about the classics of the three religions. You can write down the theories of the hundred schools, and then slowly understand them. It's obvious that Hongye is wrong, because she doesn't know Ling Yun very well.

"Do you want to read all these books? What's the best way? " Red leaf asks curiously.

Ling Yun frowned slightly and explained mildly: "there is a lot of knowledge in it. I'm just an ordinary student. It's very difficult for me to understand it thoroughly, and I can only take it slowly. The content is complex and huge. The system of each school seems clear, but in fact it is inextricably linked. It's not easy to really understand it thoroughly."

"Still factional?" Hongye was shocked. She never knew that these novelists' love stories could be divided into different factions?

"Sister Hongye is not very close to Confucianism, don't you know?"

"Are there any other Confucians?"

"Naturally, there is a lot of Confucian knowledge, but there are also many schools of thought. There are always people who are willing to see the knowledge of other schools. It's not the strength of one family, but the strength of others." Ling Yun solemnly said that when it comes to Confucian learning, in fact, Ling Yun is more concerned about it than practice. There is a strange light in his eyes. In the end, Hongye thinks that the person in front of him is his sweetheart. When he looks at those love stories, he works so hard. Is it to make women happy?

People all over the world have different opinions on Confucian scholars. There are many scholars who are romantic. However, people like Ling Yun don't think much of him. Just by his way of dealing with the swordsman, it is enough to prove that he is really different from other Confucian scholars.

In fact, most of the Confucians in the world are the same, and the most different are those who have got the real talents of Confucianism. In the past, a Confucianist who came to Hongye villa once sneered at people in the world: when turbidity becomes a normal, Qingliu becomes a crime.

Hongye's eyes are more and more shining when she looks at Lingyun. There are stars in her eyes. The scholar can be romantic, but if he is talented, he is a perfect match.

These talents are not singing flowers and playing the moon, but working hard. It's not difficult for scholars who sing flowers and playing the moon to read more books, but it's very difficult to use their knowledge. The world is full of confusion and complexity. It's a colorful picture to throw in white paper. It's always very difficult to stick to their own knowledge and do one thing.

Hongye and Lingyun stood face to face. "If you're my marriage, let's get to know each other formally," she said, bending down to salute. "I've met Mr. Lingyun, Hongye."

Ling Yun can guess many people's thoughts, such as the shyness and expectation in Hongye's eyes. Her bright red cheeks are like ripe peaches. Is she shy and expectant just because she is her marriage? Ling Yun thinks it's impossible, but he can't say it again. He quickly steps back and holds a scholar's ceremony. "Ling Yun has seen sister Hongye."

Gao Pan and Chen Diao temple stand together. Gao Pan touches his chin and says to Chen Diao temple, "you say that Ling Yun is a ghost at ordinary times. Why is he like a fool now?"

Chen Diao temple said, "maybe everyone has something they are not good at." If he didn't have such a strong smile on his face, his lips would be on the back of his head.

Hongye doesn't mind Ling Yun calling her sister. She feels that the young man in front of her is more and more pleasing to the eye. When men like women, she has seen many men with desire in their eyes looking at her. They don't feel disgusted, but they don't like her.

It's just that Ling Yun's eyes are clear and clean. No matter how much you look at them, you will find them more and more attractive. Chen Diao Temple smashes his mouth. "Xiao Xi'er, you may have many sisters in law in the future."

"Many... How many?" Chen Xi asked.

Gao Pan chuckled, "it's a man like your brother who can most inadvertently stir a woman's heart. You have to be careful in the future."

"Be careful?"

"You are my apprentice. In the future, many people will know that your master is Gao Pan. Of course, there will be many people who pay attention to you and many men who like you. Women's Sword Fairy is always more attractive. If you like your brother in the future, you and your brother will be criticized."

Gao Pan said lightly.

"But my brother is so good, why can't I like him?" Chen Xi asked.

Chen Diao Temple rubbed Chen Xi's head, he would not dislike big things, "then like your brother, we are all surnamed Chen, but my family, why don't you like me?"

"You don't look as good as my brother."

"That's right." Gao Pan gives Chen Xi a thumbs up. No matter what, he has to face his little apprentice. If one day he is still alive, he has to ask people all over the world how his apprentice can't like it.

Ling Yun and Hong ye walk side by side. Although he is still very difficult to walk, he always makes Hong Ye more compassionate. Ling Yun puts down his crutch, looks straight ahead, and his eyes are bright red. He pulls up his fist frame and has his own fist spirit flowing. Chen Diao Temple touches his chin. Of course, Ling Yun's fist technique is very powerful. He has learned it, but the most difficult thing is the fist spirit. Ling Yun doesn't say, Chen Diao temple did not ask.

Of course, Ling Yun just said that if the fist is practiced well, it must be invincible. Even if it can't be beaten, it can't be counselled.

Chen Diao temple is not afraid of death, but thinks that the boxing fight is strange and the meaning of boxing is more difficult to understand. He asked half of his master, "Uncle Gao, how do you think boxing can cultivate the meaning of boxing?"

"Practice more."

"Faster."

"Take more beating."

"Forget it."

"Cut, most martial arts practitioners in the world, except for real talents, basically rely on beating. That is to learn to be beaten before beating."

"Do you know how to fight?"

"I'm so good at swordsmanship. Why do I practice boxing?"

"That makes sense."

"Children can be taught."

……

Lingyun and his party stayed in Hongye villa for half a month under Hongye's kind invitation. Hongye delivered water for Lingyun tea in person every day. He was very uncomfortable. Most of the time in the past, he did all these things by himself. Suddenly, someone was waiting on him. He was really not used to it, or Hongye was too enthusiastic.

"Sister Hongye, I can't ask for marriage." Lingyun said to Hongye before leaving.

Gao Pan slapped Ling Yun on the forehead and said, "what do you want to do? You don't like a good girl like Hongye who treats you so well?"

Ling Yun has been able to walk basically. Of course, this is due to Gao Pan and Hongye. Gao Pan comes up with prescriptions and Hongye comes up with medicinal materials. In addition, Ling Yun is also trying to recover. Although he is still limping, he is much better than before.

"Like is like, but..."

"I know you want to send Xiao Xi'er. It doesn't matter. Just come back after the delivery."

Lingyun is finally helpless to say goodbye to Hongye. Hongye watches Lingyun leave. Naturally, she can't go with Lingyun for the time being. However, what kind of person should the woman in Lingyun's heart be? It makes him feel hard to forget just one side.

As autumn comes, Lingyun is always dressed in white. If you don't want to go out of Hongye villa, you can take a boat to songye ferry, from songye ferry to Linzhou, and then to Fuyao.

Ling Yun stands alone on the deck of the flying boat and abducts hundreds of Gao Pan and Chen Diao temple from him. Of course, he finds the best cabin to rest. As for Ling Yun, he is very economical. He chooses an ordinary cabin and overlooks the flowing clouds from the deck. Ling Yun unconsciously remembers that he was in the Ninth Heaven and the gods were all enemies. When he punches, he punches in the sky, Under the fist is invincible, he unconsciously pulls up the fist frame, starts to practice the fist.

Lingyun practises boxing in four realms in one step. The two realms are the strongest, and the spirit is very strong. His faster understanding than Chen Diao Temple depends on his big dream for thousands of years. That kind of real feeling, he was once invincible in the world.

It's not difficult to see Ling Yun's realm, and it's not difficult to see Ling Yun's martial arts realm. Friars don't look up to Wu Fu's physical training, and Wu Fu's physical training is also very unpleasant to friars. It's not very meaningful to watch a Wu Fu practice boxing!

Ling Yun closed his eyes and waved his fist, as if he were in Jiutian, where all the gods and Buddhas were enemies. But since I made my fist, I was fearless. Even if all living beings were enemies in Jiuzhou, when I made my fist, it was like I made my sword, and those who stood in the way would retreat!

He is full of boxing spirit. The last punch has been made, and the flying boat vibrates. All the martial temples in Kyushu are flying out of martial arts. He turns into a golden dragon and comes straight. Gao Pan suddenly opens his eyes. Ling Yun has already stopped practicing boxing and converges on the opportunity. The Qi machine that is going to break through the four realms is under the tower. The Golden Dragon just flew out of the tower breaks up and returns to the martial arts temple.

"There is some truth in saying that misfortune is the source of happiness, and misfortune is the source of happiness." Gao Pan murmured.

Ling Yun's cultivation qualification is not high, not only because of his meridians, but also because of many limitations. The highest achievement will be nirvana, which is not high.

However, if you practice sword, it's not the same, and boxing is even more different. The most important thing is to practice sword savvy, and the most important thing is to practice boxing heart. Both of them are outstanding, so they can walk fast and steadily.

What he lost is the best time to practice, what he lost is the chance to really walk faster, but these are not important, high realm, natural strength is very high, but the strength is very high, the realm may not be very high, this is the problem of mood, Ling Yun's family background, the two gentlemen are also very harsh, how far he can go, anyway, the ten realms are inseparable.

Ling Yun recuperates his breath and limps to the cabin. Someone whispers, "I thought he was a powerful man. I didn't want to be a lame man. The lame man's martial arts practice is just the embodiment of those martial arts practitioners' self conceit, but actually their inferiority. Everyone in the world can practice martial arts. What's so strange?"

After hearing this, Ling Yun smiles indifferently. He doesn't intend to get into the habit of making grudges everywhere. His mouth is on people. It's their business to say anything, and it's his business to listen or not.

A young man in white jumped down with a folding fan and stood in front of Ling Yun. He said with a smile, "I think you're good at boxing. It's boring all the way. How about two moves? I've been practicing martial arts for several years. "

He gaopan and Bu know that swordsmen like to use swords. In their spare time, many friars use two moves to humiliate their swordsmen. There is little difference between swords and swords, but there is a big difference between friars and martial arts.

It's really impossible for the friars under five realms to really defeat the Wufu under five realms.

So often the news that the Wufu below the five borders can't beat the friars below the five borders is mostly consumed by the friars' means.

Ling Yun light smile: "leg foot inconvenience."