Gu Yangyang has never written calligraphy, and her original self has never written calligraphy either.
This results in the three words "Pure Heart Sutra" on the paper being crooked and twisted like a wriggling larva, with each stroke falling in unexpected places, making it impossible for people to "purify their hearts" when reading them!
Gu Yangyang felt a little embarrassed and her cheeks flushed.
Even so, she still had to pretend to be calm, "How did I write?"
Ji Xiao took in her little expression, touched his nose, and said, "As expected of you, Senior Sister. I am ashamed of myself."
Gu Yangyang: “…”
Ah! Original body, look at what you have done!
Good young men have become liars under your tyranny!
Gu Yangyang threw the pen on the table, her cheeks getting even hotter, "It's good that you know it!"
Ji Xiao picked up the pen she threw away and put it away.
He also neatly stacked the five pieces of bamboo paper with the Pure Heart Sutra copied on the table, including the one with three big characters written by Gu Yangyang, and put them into the Xuan Ring.
Gu Yangyang was horrified. It was too late to destroy it: "What are you doing!"
Ji Xiao looked straight at her and said calmly, "It's getting late. I can deliver the copied Pure Heart Sutra to the Fashan Hall for you."
"No!" Gu Yangyang shook his head like a rattle, "I'm talking about the one I wrote, give it back to me!"
Ji Xiao blinked slowly and said, "Didn't Senior Sister promise to teach me how to write? I will take the sample back and study it carefully and copy it seriously."
"......"
Gu Yangyang widened her eyes in disbelief.
She opened her mouth, but was so frustrated that she couldn't say a word.
【Wuwuwu... Damn it! 】
He must have wanted to take it back and laughed at me in private!
Ji Xiao looked at her droopy little face, a smile flashed in his eyes, but disappeared in an instant.
He picked up the long sword beside him and stood up.
Seeing Gu Yangyang hesitantly wanting to say something, he bowed, turned around, and left.
It was not until Ji Xiao’s figure disappeared completely that Gu Yangyang slowly raised her hand, her heart breaking.
【Erkang!!!】
......
The tall body stood upright, and the black hair tied up by a jade crown was blown away by the wind.
His calm and handsome face was full of sharp and cold handsomeness, and his calm and deep black eyes were shining with charming colors under the bright lights under his feet.
There were several sword cultivators in the competition arena. When they saw Ji Xiao, they shouted:
"Senior Brother Ji!"
"Brother Ji, come down!"
"Brother Ji, can you demonstrate the sword technique again?"
The black figure did not stop.
Even the person standing on the sword didn't even look down.
Ji Xiao flew over the competition arena on his sword, ignoring the calls of his disciples below, and flew directly towards the Fashan Hall.
The disciples below stopped shouting and looked at each other in bewilderment as they saw the figure disappear in the blink of an eye.
The leading disciple scratched his head, looking puzzled.
What happened to Senior Brother Ji?
Is there anything urgent?
Didn't he hear their shouts?
......
Fashan Hall, inside the lobby.
In the solemn and dignified hall, the candlelight on the wall did not flicker at all due to the maintenance of powerful spiritual power, and illuminated the entire hall extremely brightly.
Ji Xiao walked into the hall with steady steps. When his eyes fell on the person standing in the center of the hall with his hands behind his back, he stopped, bowed and saluted.
"Fourth Elder."
"Huh?" The burly middle-aged man turned around and squinted at him. "Why are you here?"
Ji Xiao stood up and explained his purpose, "Fourth Elder, Senior Sister has already copied the Pure Heart Sutra. I brought it here for her to check. Please have a look."
The young man took out a small stack of bamboo paper from his mysterious ring and handed it over with restrained and polite movements.
Li Lian took a glance and saw that it was covered with dense words. He raised his thick eyebrows and took it.
Before I felt relieved, my eyes suddenly narrowed when my eyes fell upon the powerful handwriting on the sheet.
"Did she write this?" Li Lian pulled out the next piece of paper and glanced at Ji Xiao with a sharp and stern look.
The young man straightened his back, lowered his head slightly, and answered calmly in response to his question: "Yes."
Li Lian's eyes became sharper, and his solemn face was shrouded in darkness. He stopped reading, threw the paper on the table, and turned to look at Ji Xiao sternly:
"I see you not only delivered it for her, but you copied it for her as well!"
Ji Xiao lowered his eyes and bowed: "This matter was raised by me, it has nothing to do with Senior Sister."
"Please punish me, Fourth Elder."
Li Lian raised his thick eyebrows high and opened his eyes wide.
Just as he was about to say something, he was attracted by a piece of white paper under the scattered bamboo paper on the table, "What's written on it?"
He pulled out the white paper underneath. Ji Xiao raised his eyes and saw his action, and his pupils suddenly shrank!
"Fourth Elder!"
He shouted anxiously in a low voice, but the white paper had already fallen into Li Lian's hands.
Looking at the three crooked characters on it, his eyes twitched slightly and his stern face was full of seriousness.
After a long silence, his expression slowly relaxed.
The pent-up anger in my heart finally came out.
"Did she write this?" he asked in a deep voice.
Ji Xiao suppressed his emotions and said helplessly, "Yes."
"This is the model that my senior sister lent me. She asked me to study it carefully and copy it seriously when I go back."
When Li Lian heard his words, his eyes turned cold and a heavy pressure fell on him.
Until a quarter of an hour passed, the young man in front of him had not bent his back for a moment!
Li Lian then snorted heavily and threw the piece of paper written by Gu Yangyang back to Ji Xiao.
"Keep it safe and don't lose it!"
"yes."
Ji Xiao rolled up the bamboo paper and put it into the Xuan Ring.
Li Lian looked at his actions with a sour look on his face.
When the paper disappeared, he waved his hand and said as if to drive someone away: "It's nothing, just wave the sword peak."
Ji Xiao nodded and bowed again.
Turn around and leave.
......
Flying the sword onto the sword peak.
Lush green pines and cypresses cling to the cliffs.
The ancient trees are towering, and every mountain, tree, flower and grass on Jianfeng Mountain embodies the solitary and pure spirit of the sword.
After putting away the sword, Ji Xiao walked towards his residence.
After taking less than three steps, he stopped.
The person in front of me was wearing a white dress, standing tall and graceful, with a gentle and dignified temperament.
The gentle smile on the woman's lips makes her look even more beautiful and intelligent.
"Are you back?" Jiang Zhisi said with a smile.
Ji Xiao walked past him without looking away, "You don't have to pretend like this in front of me."
Hearing his words, Jiang Zhisi chuckled, and his clear voice returned to its low tone.
There was laziness and inattentiveness in his eyes. He glanced at the people passing by and was about to say something.
The next second, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
The peach blossom eyes suddenly became sharp and the gaze gradually turned cold.
The faint scent of ink and the familiar sweetness in the air still lingered in his nose...