Chapter 131 It's bad, she's 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 quickly, and understands everything at once, which really makes people worry-free.

But no one is perfect. Lin Du, who has been writing poorly since childhood, still failed in practicing calligraphy.

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

Feng Yi held a piece of scribbled paper, "I believe why the senior sister said that your handwriting has improved a lot."

Calligraphy is not something that can be rushed. She has only seen the large characters that Lin Du handed over to Feng Chao. Although the pen tip is stiff, the structure is weird, and it is extremely clumsy, you can tell at a glance that it was written stroke by stroke, without any distinction between light and heavy, but it is still neat and pleasing to the eye.

When she casually flipped through the draft notes of Lin Du's algorithm, she finally understood why Feng Chao said that Lin Du's handwriting had improved.

It was really... unbearable to look at.

It is said that the handwriting reflects the person, and Lin Du's handwriting is about 108,000 miles away from the person.

Who would have thought that such a pretty girl could write such words? Such a good pair of hands is wasted.

Lin Du practiced controlling the pen diligently, but her hand seemed to be uncontrollable and always twisted and turned.

Feng Yi was not in a hurry, and adjusted Lin Du's grip on the pen from time to time, and only let her go after she finished the required amount of practice.

"It's okay, calligraphy practice is not a one-day job. You didn't have any contact with it when you were a child. It's only been a few days, and it's good that you can write like this." Feng Yi was afraid that the child would be discouraged, so she comforted her.

Lin Du stood up with his head down, "I think the order of the lessons should be changed in the future, first literature and then martial arts, at least practice calligraphy and talismans in the morning."

Feng Yi thought about her own training time, "Okay, then I will wait for you in the study after you finish breakfast."

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

"Thank you for your consideration, senior sister, I will be at the study at 15:00. I'll leave first. Master is probably waiting for me to practice boxing."

The original time was not so late. She was delayed in practicing calligraphy for a while today, so she had less time for body training. It seems that she will have to re-arrange the schedule in the future.

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

Consciousness and vision are not exactly the same. Yan Ye couldn't learn the talisman technique well, so he simply gave up and even lost his temper.

Drawing talismans and arranging formations are different. At least the formations have a fixed number of rigidity and twists. If you can calculate accurately, you will succeed 90%. However, writing is the specific skill 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 because of his poor innate conditions.

Everyone can see that Lin Du is born with deficiencies. She cannot do too much intense exercise. Her footwork and physical skills require hard practice.

Feng Yi thought for a while. Lin Du is much more obedient than Yan Ye.

Bad bamboo produces good bamboo shoots.

Lin Du's body function is not enough to handle the overly hard and fast boxing, and it also requires a certain process. So in a world of ice and snow, a young monk in a green outfit stood on the ice and stood on the stake.

"Before learning 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 have entered the door."

"Hold your head high, sink your shoulders and drop your elbows, hold your chest and straighten your back, stand upright, calm your mind and relax your body..." The man knocked on the top of the child's head, "Hey, don't be in a daze, I'm not letting you sleep when I let you relax!"

Lin Du opened his eyes, "Ah."

"Be serious." Yan Ye was helpless, "To practice internal boxing, standing on a stake is the most basic. I've asked Jiang Liang, and Tai Chi is indeed more suitable for you. When you can stand on a stake steadily, go find him to practice by yourself."

"He is a proper Tai Chi disciple, but his lineage is not suitable for his own disciples, so you just follow him and learn."

Lin Du sighed, "It's not that I don't take it seriously, but when I calm down, my mind can't be idle. I'm not in a daze. I'm arranging the schedule."

"What schedule?" Yan Ye was puzzled.

"I have planned it. I will do brainwashing and standing on the pile in the morning. After breakfast, I will learn talismans and practice calligraphy. Then I will go to the top of the mountain to practice footwork until lunch. After lunch, I will learn formations in the book room and bring them to you for review. You will teach me to practice physical skills and boxing. After dinner, I will read books and practice."

Yan Ye put his hands behind his back and listened to Lin Du's chattering. He made a clear arrangement for himself and a group of senior brothers and sisters.

He looked at Lin Du with a complicated expression, "You are the first one who doesn't need the master's arrangement, but arranges it for you."

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

The child smiled and kept standing still, "Do you want me to arrange the time and write a love letter for you?"

Yan Ye was annoyed, and replied stiffly that it was not necessary, and turned around to continue meditating.

"Don't laugh! You are disappointed, so practice for an extra stick of incense."

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

Deliberate revenge, this person must be deliberately retaliating.

A new day came again. Just after dawn, Yan Ye was still in meditation when he heard a thud. Then, before he could react, the thick ice surface he sat on disappeared.

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

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

Sooner or later, Yan Ye's head was also pressed into Luoze to wash.

As the days got longer, Lin Du's time standing on the pole also went from barely being able to hold on for a quarter of an hour at the beginning to being able to stand easily for half an hour. His whole body was as one, his qi and blood flowed smoothly, and the three points were in place, and he could proceed to the next step of strengthening.

The so-called three lines are connected, that is, with the waist as the point, the diagonal lines are connected, the real part is stretched, and the empty part is pulled; with the spine as the axis, one call and a hundred responses, twisting in the opposite position, and self-disciplined winding.

Not only the muscles and movements of the whole body are integrated, but also the consciousness is trained together. After being recognized by Yan Ye, it was thrown to Jiang Liang.

Although Jiang Liang is a medical practitioner and is good at refining pills, he is not a weak person.

It seems that he has become familiar with Lin Du, and he was not too nervous when teaching her.

Lin Du was limited in calligraphy and was forced to exercise restraint when practicing boxing.

"The Book of Changes has Tai Chi, which is the birth of two rituals." It emphasizes that the movement is like drawing a thread, and the steps are like a cat walking. When you move, you move, and when you are still, you

are still. Seek stillness in movement. Jiang Liang held a dust whisk and used his strength to block Lin Du's strength from time to time. "Restrain yourself, be relaxed, soft and smooth, and use your mind without using force. You are like a baboon hitting a stone."

Lin Du froze and felt disappointed. "I think I am not suitable for such a soft technique. I don't know how to restrain myself."

If her body did not allow it, she would prefer the rough and powerful techniques of punching.

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

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

The whisk 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 ultimately water."

"Water overcomes hardness with softness, and fighting does not mean fighting. You have a strong character, and too much hardness can easily break you. Like ice, you are delicate and comprehensive, and you know how to achieve great things with small things. The virtue of water is close to the Tao. Lin Du, you are born with the Tao."

"Tai Chi is not just a physical boxing technique, but also a mental method and a Taoist method. It can teach you to avoid extremism, transform rigidity, strengthen your spirit inside, and show ease outside."

Jiang Liang pushed with the whisk, but it didn't seem to have much strength. It landed lightly on Lin Du's hand, and strangely led her to move with gentle and restrained strength.

Lin Du calmed down and continued to practice.

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

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

Lin Du's footsteps paused, and the whisk suddenly hit the leg that should have been stretched out.

Jiang Liang remained calm, "No, I have to teach my little sister to practice, and I can't leave."

Lin Du couldn't help but complain in her heart, it's bad, this time she became the scapegoat.