"Wei Cang, the leader of White Deer Academy, brings his disciples to visit Ruxian!" Outside the Holy Academy, a gray-haired old man shouted with a gloomy expression, which resounded throughout the entire academy. Beside him, there was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, standing with her head held high, with an angry look in her eyes. Soon, a large number of people gathered at the Holy Academy, and everyone was shocked when they saw the person coming. "The head of the guard at White Deer Academy? Why is he here? Why does he look so unhappy?" "You don't know yet? Lord Ruxian has taken in a young disciple, and his luck has changed. This is probably why this guard is here." "Hiss~ No wonder, the head of the guard house has never been able to deal with Ruxian, and they always compete with each other. The girl he brought this time is also a new disciple, right?" Everyone looked up, and someone exclaimed, recognizing the girl's identity. "Isn't this the literary boy who inspired Emperor Wen's sculpture to shine two days ago? He is actually the young disciple of the head of the Weiyuan?" The person next to him shook his head and said: "This person's identity is not simple. She is the little princess of Tianyu Kingdom, and she is a born scholar."
"It is said that this girl was able to speak at the age of half a year, started writing at the age of one, was familiar with the Book of Songs at the age of three, could compose poems at the age of five, was a master of calligraphy at the age of ten, and was admitted to the head of the imperial court at the age of fourteen." "Not long ago, when I was fifteen years old, I was given the name Lingsi during a hairpin ceremony. I was named Lingsi because of my quick thinking and natural intelligence." Everyone was amazed when they heard this. They thought they were very knowledgeable to be able to enter this holy academy, but they felt inferior compared to this girl. It's not that his knowledge is not as good as his opponent's, but his terrifying learning speed is disappointing. "It's no wonder." An old man from the academy sighed softly and said, "The head of the guard academy and Master Ruxian come from the same sect, but they have different ideas and have never been on good terms." "But Lord Ruxian's talent is too terrifying, and he overpowers the head of the guard house in every aspect." "Now that Li Yuanshou is older, he puts his hope in his disciples." Everyone was stunned when they heard this. In the past, the head of the Wei Academy had never accepted a disciple. He was determined to fight the Ruxian to the end. When he realized that there was no chance, he accepted his first disciple two years ago. However, he accepted his apprentice too late. Although he was a genius, he was far from the other three apprentices of Ruxian. But now Ruxian has also recruited new disciples, and the gap between the two parties is not big. This allows the head of the guard house to see an opportunity. "No, even though it's a competition, why are you so angry?" one person asked curiously. A student who just came from the Wentang Hall heard this and said with a wry smile: "The head of the Weiyuan just gave the disciple the word Lingsi two days ago." "It turns out that only two days later, Mr. Li also accepted a disciple, and he was also given the nickname: Zhiyu." "hiss!" Everyone gasped when they heard this. Wisdom is foolish, great wisdom is foolishness, this is not just as simple as intelligence.
Especially since this was a word recognized by Ruxian and bestowed upon him personally, the gold content of this word was terrifying. If it hadn't been for this, the title of the chief disciple of the Guard Academy, 'Lingsi', would have been quite good. But if Lingsi were compared with Zhiyu, they would be almost crushed. "Uncle Wei, my master is not here. If you need anything, please sit down in the hall." While everyone was talking about it, Shuhan also hurriedly came out. Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Master are all gone, and now he is the only one who can stabilize Uncle Wei. "Hmph! There's no need to sit on the toilet. Let Li Qingchen come out and I'll ask for an explanation!" Wei Cang looked ugly and didn't give any face at all. He had just given his disciple a calligraphy, but Li Qingchen also gave him a calligraphy the next day and even suppressed him. How could he not be angry? "Uncle, this must be a coincidence." Shuhan explained with a wry smile: "My master has never cared much about these things. He probably didn't notice that the master just gave a calligraphy to his disciple, I think." Before he could finish his words, Wei Cang shouted angrily with a cold face, "He, Li Qingchen, doesn't care about this. What you mean is that I am always paying attention to whether he has accepted a disciple!" "Furthermore, he accepts disciples as soon as he accepts them. I didn't have time to find trouble with him. As a result, I just gave the disciple the name Lingsi, and then he turned around and turned around to be a wise fool!" "What is this not about me?" "It's because my old man has grown old and is easy to bully!" boom! As he spoke, Wei Cang's anger surged, a terrifying aura emerged from his body, and the mighty righteousness shook the world. "The student said something wrong. I hope Master will not get angry." Shuhan was numb and hurriedly explained with a wry smile. If ordinary people dared to make a scene in the Holy Academy, the old antiques in the academy would have been beaten out with one blow. But Wei Cang was different. He was Ruxian's senior brother and it was not easy for them to interfere. At this time, only Shuhan, a disciple of Ruxian, could add a few words. "You are a junior, I won't embarrass you, let Li Qingchen come out!" Wei Cang suppressed his anger, looked at the back of the Holy Academy, and shouted angrily, "Ruxian! Now that your senior brother is here in person, he is no longer qualified to see you!" The mighty aura turned into the roar of the gods and rushed towards Li Qingchen's longevity card. Shuhan's expression changed.
But before he could take action, the Immortality Card belonging to Li Qingchen emitted a faint light and blocked the attack. Standing figures in green shirts gradually emerged from the light. "After all these years, you still have this hot temper." Li Qingchen, who had an unreal figure, rubbed his brows and said with a headache. He walked to the front of the academy in one step, and with a glance of his consciousness, he understood what was going on. "This is truly an unforeseen disaster." Li Qingchen also showed a hint of astonishment in his eyes. What a coincidence. When he gave the calligraphy to Chang Qing, he didn't even notice that his senior brother had also given the calligraphy to his disciple two days ago. What's more, by coincidence, they all have words like "wisdom". No wonder he came to the door angrily. However, the wording has already been chosen, and there is absolutely no reason to change it. "It's my fault this time. Junior brother recognizes all the regulations." Li Qingchen said helplessly. If he were an ordinary person, he wouldn't be able to deal with it, but Wei Cang was different. That was not only his senior brother, but also his master's son. There is no big grudge between the two of them, they just want to fight over each other. "Just accept it!" Wei Cang looked at Li Qingchen and said with a cold face: "I just happened to have a new disciple, and his knowledge is pretty good." "Since Lord Ruxian can bestow the word 'wisdom and foolishness' on him, I guess he must be a genius in literature and art, who is rare to see in ten thousand years." "I brought my apprentice here today because I want to ask for advice and see where my apprentice is falling short." Lingsi on the side also bowed his hands and said in a somewhat angry tone: "I beg you, Master Ruxian, otherwise my literary ambitions will not go well." When Li Qingchen heard this, he hesitated to speak. "certainly." Seeing Li Qingchen's hesitation, Wei Cang said confidently: "I accepted a disciple a year earlier than you. You can teach me for a while and then we can compete." "Must compete?" Seeing Wei Cang's confident look, Li Qingchen asked a little strangely. "We must compete!" Wei Cang said loudly. Li Qingchen nodded, looked at Xiao Lingsi with pity, then looked at his senior brother, and then sighed: "Okay, two years later, you'll be looking for me."