Chapter 131: Damn, she became the scapegoat

Lin Du is indeed a good student in some aspects. Although he repeatedly jumps on Yan Ye's bottom line, he has a high level of comprehension, remembers things quickly, and understands things at a glance, which really makes people worry-free.

But no one is perfect. Lin Du, who had poor handwriting since childhood, still failed in practicing calligraphy.

A barely perceptible sigh sounded in his ears, and Lin Du paused holding the pen. "I think this pen has its own ideas."

Feng Yi held up a piece of scribbled paper and said, "I believe why Senior Sister said that your handwriting has improved a lot."

Calligraphy was not something that could be rushed. She had only seen the large characters that Lin Du had handed over to Feng Chao. Although the strokes were stiff, the structure was strange, and it was extremely clumsy, one could tell at a glance that it was written stroke by stroke without any distinction between heavy and light. But it was still neat and pleasing to the eye.

When she casually flipped through Lin Du's rough notes on the algorithm, she finally understood why Feng Chao said that Lin Du's calligraphy had improved.

It is really...unbearable to look at.

It is said that a person's handwriting reflects his character. Lin Du's handwriting is about a million miles different from his real character.

Who would have thought that such a pretty girl could write such words? What a waste of such good hands.

Lin Du practiced controlling the pen diligently, and his hand seemed to be uncontrollable and could always write in winding, twisting and slanting lines.

Feng Yi was not in a hurry. He adjusted Lin Du's pen grip from time to time and only let her go after she had practiced the required amount.

"It's okay. Practicing calligraphy is not something that can be achieved overnight. You haven't been exposed to it when you were a child. It's only been a few days. It's very good that you can write like this." Feng Yi was afraid that the child would be discouraged, so she comforted him.

Lin Du stood up with his head down. "I think the order of the lessons should be changed. First the literature and then the martial arts. At least the calligraphy and talisman practice should be put in the morning."

Feng Yi thought about her own cultivation time and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you in the library after you finish your breakfast."

Lin Du nodded, packed up his things, and ran out like a wild horse.

"Thank you for your consideration, Senior Sister. I will be at the library at 15:00. I'll be leaving now. Master is probably waiting for me to practice boxing."

The originally scheduled time was not so late. She had delayed some time in practicing calligraphy today, so she had less time for body training. It seems that she will have to make a new schedule in the future.

Feng Yi watched from afar Lin Du's back as he flew rapidly into the air. The kid was eager to watch the boxing match, much better than Yan Ye.

Consciousness and vision are not exactly the same after all. Yan Ye had always been unable to learn the art of talismans well, so he simply gave up on himself and even lost his temper at one point.

Drawing talismans and arranging formations are another kind of difference. At least the hardness, twists and turns of the formations all have a fixed number, and if you can calculate it accurately, you will succeed 90%. However, brush and ink are actually the specific skills of the hands.

Yan Ye was unwilling to waste time on his natural weaknesses, but Lin Du was not the type to give up easily just because of his poor innate conditions.

Everyone can see that Lin Du has congenital deficiencies. She cannot do any strenuous exercise, but her footwork and physical skills require hard practice.

Feng Yi thought for a while and felt that Lin Du was much more obedient than Yan Ye.

Good bamboo shoots come from bad bamboo.

Lin Du's body was not strong enough to handle the overly tough and fast boxing techniques, and it also required a certain process. So in a world of ice and snow, a young monk in green clothes stood obediently on the ice, like a stake.

"Before you learn boxing, you must first stand on a stake for three years." Yan Ye corrected Lin Du's posture, "Once you have mastered the three lines, you will be considered a beginner."

"Hold your head high, lower your shoulders and elbows, hold your chest in and straighten your back, stand upright, calm your mind and relax your body..." The man tapped the top of the child's head, "Hey, don't be in a daze, I'm telling you to relax, not to sleep!"

Lin Du opened his eyes and said, "Ah."

"Be serious." Yan Ye said helplessly, "To practice internal martial arts, standing on the stake is the most basic. I have asked Jiang Liang, and Tai Chi is indeed more suitable for you. When you can stand on the stake steadily, go find him to practice."

"He is a legitimate Tai Chi disciple, but his style is not suitable for his own disciples. You should just learn from him."

Lin Du sighed, "It's not that I'm not serious. I just can't sit still now. I'm not daydreaming. I'm arranging my class schedule."

"What schedule?" Yan Ye was puzzled.

"I have a plan. I will do brainwashing and standing on a stake in the morning. After breakfast, I will learn spells and practice calligraphy. Then I will go to the top of the mountain to practice footwork until lunch time. After lunch, I will learn formations in the library and bring them to you for review. You will teach me how to practice physical skills and boxing. After dinner, I will read books and practice."

Yan Ye put his hands behind his back, listening to Lin Du chattering away as he made clear arrangements for himself, a group of fellow brothers and sisters, and him as well.

He looked at Lin Du with a complicated expression, "You are the first one who didn't need your master to arrange things for you, but your master arranged everything for you."

Lin Du is a rebel with a strong sense of self-management and upward management ability.

The child smiled and remained standing still. "To honor you, do you need me to arrange the schedule and write you a love letter?"

Yan Ye was annoyed and replied stiffly, "No need," then turned around and continued to meditate.

"Don't laugh! You must be disappointed. Practice for an extra stick of time."

Lin Du retracted his bared white teeth and continued to stand on the stake holding the air watermelon. His shoulders, arms and legs were extremely sore and he was shaking like he had Parkinson's disease, but he had to keep his shape.

Deliberate revenge, this person must be deliberately seeking revenge.

A new day came again. It was just dawn and Yan Ye was still in meditation when he heard a sound of thud. Then, before he could react, the thick ice surface he was sitting on disappeared out of thin air.

Yan Ye was hanging steadily in the air, still maintaining a meditation posture, without blinking his eyes, "Lin Du, are you feeling a little uncomfortable today? You want to come out before you even reach Jingtan."

Lin Du under the water rolled his eyes, spit out a string of bubbles, kicked his legs, and went several feet upstream.

Sooner or later, Yan Ye's brain would be put into Luoze to wash it.

As the days went by, Lin Du's time standing on the pile improved from barely a quarter of an hour at the beginning to being able to stand for half an hour easily. His whole body was focused, his Qi and blood flowed smoothly, and his three points were in place. Now he could proceed to the next step of strengthening.

The so-called three-line connection means taking the waist as the point and connecting the diagonal lines, drawing the bow in the solid part and pulling the string in the empty part; taking the spine as the axis, one call will lead to a hundred responses, twisting in the opposite position and winding and stretching in self-discipline.

Not only were the muscles and movements of the whole body integrated, but also the consciousness was trained. After gaining Yan Ye's approval, it was thrown to Jiang Liang.

Although Jiang Liang is a medical practitioner and skilled in refining elixirs, he is not a powerless person.

It seemed that he had gotten to know Lin Du well, and he wasn't too nervous when teaching her.

Lin Du was restricted in calligraphy, and was also forced to exercise restraint when practicing boxing.

"The Book of Changes has Tai Chi, which gives birth to two rituals." It emphasizes that movement is like drawing silk and steps are like walking a cat. When one moves, everything moves; when one is still, everything is still. Seek stillness in movement.

Jiang Liang held a dust whisk and used his strength to block Lin Du's attack from time to time. "Restrain yourself. Be relaxed, gentle, flexible, and use your mind instead of force. You're like a baboon hitting a stone."

Lin Du froze, feeling disappointed. "I don't think such a gentle technique is suitable for me. I don't know how to restrain myself."

If her body would allow it, she would prefer the rough and powerful martial arts style of punching.

She has the heart of Lu Zhishen, but her body is weaker than Lin Daiyu's.

Lin Du gave up and replaced the mantra with the one his PE teacher taught him when he was a child, "Take a big watermelon, cut it in half, give one half to you, and the other half to him..."

The dust fell on her head, and Jiang Liang spoke for the first time, "It's not that you are unsuitable. Although ice is hard, it is still water."

"Water overcomes hardness with its softness. Not fighting is fighting. You have a strong character. Too much hardness can easily break you. You are as destructible as ice, but you are also meticulous and comprehensive. You know how to use small things to achieve great things. The virtue of water is close to the Tao. Lin Du, you are a natural seed of the Tao."

"Tai Chi is not just a physical martial art, it is also a mental and Taoist method. It can teach you to avoid extremism, transform rigidity, strengthen your spirit internally, and show peace of mind externally."

Jiang Liang brushed off the dust and pushed, but it seemed that he did not use much strength. It landed lightly on Lin Du's hand, and strangely, he led her to move with gentle and restrained force.

Lin Du calmed down and continued to practice.

Suddenly, a sound transmission talisman landed in front of Jiang Liang, and after it was ignited, Feng Chao's voice was heard.

"Old Fifth, there is a guest from Guiyuan Sect who wants to see you. Will you see him?"

Lin Du paused, and was suddenly hit by the whisk on the leg that was supposed to be stretched out.

Jiang Liang remained calm and said, "No, I have to teach my junior sister how to practice martial arts, so I can't leave."

Lin Du couldn't help but complain in her heart, Oh no, this time she was the scapegoat.