Fang Qian naturally knew where Chen Pipi lived, but before that, he saw a goose, a goose feeding fish. It is hard to imagine how you would feel when you saw such a scene with your own eyes.

The goose was very attentive to feed the fish, as if this was its most important job. Even if Fang Qian walked past it, it did not take a look.

The academy is indeed interesting, even if it is a goose.

In the evening, he was walking by the lake, and he felt a little depressed. He wanted to learn everyone's strengths in the back mountain, but after he came to a day today, he found that this was something he could never do.

Moreover, after all, he is not a disciple on the second floor, and there is a difference between the front yard and the back yard.

Maybe he should leave, he thought.

Suddenly he met Yu Lian.

"Sister Three!"

Yu Lian looked at him with a smile and said calmly: "You have bought these junior brothers and sisters in one day. I wonder what you are going to bribe me with?"

Fang Qian was stunned, smiled for a while and shook his head, saying, "How can that be called a bribery? I just want to establish a good relationship with all the senior brothers and sisters." He said, took out a brush from his sleeve and said, "However, I have indeed prepared a gift for the third senior sister. Can the third senior sister accept it?"

The pen is very small, with a very thin tip, fine workmanship, and warm tentacles. It is obviously a good pen that is very suitable for writing small regular script.

Yu Lian calmly took the brush, held it a few times, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Then this is the cost of staying in my house for a whole night."

She put away her pen, looked at the stars in the lake, and said in a plain tone: "What have you seen after spending a day in the back mountain?"

Fang Qian thought for a while and said, "I saw the sixth brother making a blacksmith, the fourth brother deducing the sand table, the seventh sister embroidery, the fifth brother playing chess with the eighth brother, the ninth brother playing music with the tenth brother, and the eleventh brother explored the debate on the heart flower..."

Yu Lian seemed to be so quiet and peaceful. After hearing what Fang Qian said, she asked, "Do you know why they are doing these things?"

Fang Qian thought for a long time, and he thought of the faces and expressions of everyone he saw today, and then said, "Because he likes it."

Yu Lian nodded and said, "You are right. Because you like it, you are obsessed with it, so you are focused. Like it is actually the biggest truth in the world."

Fang Qian looked at Yu Lian's quiet and calm expression and suddenly asked, "Are you too?"

"Do you mean writing?" Yu Lian shook his head and said softly: "My temperament was not suitable for writing. I just wanted to write. I tried it. Unexpectedly, after trying it for many years, I sat by the east window every day, copying small calligraphy with flowers in hairpins and saying that I like it, it would be better to say that it has become a habit."

Fang Qian smiled and said, "I don't like reading books either, but I have read for many years and reading books has become a habit, so I want to read books there wherever I go."

He looked to a place in the distance and said, "I know that the academy actually has a larger library than the old one, but I didn't want to go there to read books."

Yu Lian looked at him and said calmly: "You always want to live freely, but in fact you suppress yourself too much. You have suppressed too many things in your heart. These things have become unbreakable obstacles for you."

Fang Qian was silent. He was silent too many times today.

"Do you still remember what you like?" Yu Lian looked at his eyes quietly.

Fang Qian hesitated for a while and said, "I like swords!"

He touched the wooden sword on his waist and said it again with certainty.

"I like swords!"

Yu Lian continued to ask, "What is your purpose for?"

Fang Qian thought to himself that he came here to learn, learn talismans, arrays, and music, and learn a lot, but he suddenly had a question, was he really here for learning?

Just as hesitated when he first said he liked it, he asked again why he came.

After a while, he slowly pulled out the wooden sword from his waist, pointed at the sky obliquely, and said affirmatively: "To practice swords."

Yu Lian smiled and knew that the boy in front of him had already understood his heart, so he spoke, "Your sword is very good, but if you don't know why you hold the sword, you will lose your soul."

She said, turning around and walking towards the house under the ancient tree.

Fang Qian stood there and thought for a long time, a hidden sword intent gradually emerged in his heart, and the illusory small sword in his sea of ​​consciousness also became a little solidified.

He knew that when his sword intention was formed and the illusory little sword was solidified, the two were united, that is, the moment when he broke through the five realms.

He had prepared for this day for too long, and it would be a completely different five realms.

On the second day, he began to learn from all senior brothers and sisters. He used a talisman pen as a sword, an iron hammer as a sword, a needle as a sword, a chess piece as a sword, a zither as a sword, and even a sword with words as a sword.

He is turning all the countless accumulations over the years into swords.

At the beginning, the sword intent was not revealed, and the senior brothers and sisters felt that it was quite good. After all, someone accompanied them to play chess, music, ironwork, and set up formations.

But the more he went, the more the sword intent bursting out from time to time on his body made them miserable.

Ning Que had already arrived, but because Fang Qian was there, he didn't have to be called by his seniors to listen to the song.

He spent all day studying the handful of talisman books that Yan Se had thrown him, and his research made him dizzy.

On this day, Fang Qian condensed his sword energy with his fingers in the room, carefully carving the wooden sword in his hand. The sword intent on his body became more and more prosperous, and everything within a radius of several meters was cut by the sword energy that burst from time to time.

Not far away, Jun Mo and Yu Lian looked at Fang Qian's place with complex expressions.

"He has reached a critical moment. I never thought that so many things in this world can eventually return to the path of kendo."

"I didn't expect that mind power can also create a world, a world of sword."

"He and his junior brother have many secrets that we cannot see through, and they don't know whether the future is good or bad."

"After all, they are disciples of the academy."

During the process of carving, Fang Qian, the illusory little sword deep in his sea of ​​consciousness, became more and more solid, and at the same time, the sword intent in his heart became more and more exciting.

But this last step is particularly difficult.

After a long time, the sword energy around him disappeared and everything returned to peace.

Obviously, he did not succeed. He found that both the illusory sword and the sword intent in his heart were missing one key thing.

He didn't know what that was, but he knew it was time for him to leave.

The next day, he bid farewell to everyone, he bought a carriage, and asked Xiaobai to take him away from Chang'an slowly.

At this moment, the news of the deserted people moving south spread throughout the Haotian world, and countless eyes began to fall on the wasteland.
Chapter completed!