I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

   Chapter 734

   "Really, I'm such a big person, and I still like to be aggressive." Jiuyi pouted her mouth and gently medicamented Jiang Lin, her eyes filled with gentle blame.

  "My son, please don't move, Mo Li can't take medicine anymore." Mo Li also hugged Jiang Lin's arm on his body.

  The gentle and well-behaved Mo Li also pouted his mouth, and gave Jiang Lin a weird look.

  Even though Jiang Lin felt a little pain everywhere in his body, in comparison, the skirts in the courtyard next to him were much worse.

  Fang copy skirt was not only seriously injured, but also deliberately exerted force when applying the medicine. The copy skirt was so painful that it was so terrible that it could be heard even across a courtyard wall.

  Everything came from three days ago.

  Three days ago, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun each covered half of Longming Academy with their own sword realms, and then began to play in the library.

  Jiang Lin Kick Hall was naturally because of Mo Li. Although the scholars did not bully Mo Li, on the contrary, they prepared a place for Mo Li, but because Mo Li was a woman, they refused to argue. How can this be tolerated?

  On the contrary, this silly girl is still in Longming Academy, trying to impress with sincerity.

  But Jiang Lin doesn't care about that much, so let's take a lesson first.

  As for Fangzhao's skirt, although Fang Min died in front of Longming Academy in that lifetime, Longming Academy never forced Fang Min to be strictly speaking, and at best ignored it.

  On the contrary, after Longming Academy exchanged his own life for Fang Min's life, it was an accident that such a deadly academy of Longming Academy actually let go of Fang's skirts.

  But Fangzhao skirts must still be uncomfortable. This uncomfortableness is a bit unreasonable, but when does Jian Xiu need to talk too much?

  So Jiang Lin and Fang Duoqin naturally took a breath of sullenness. In other words, they had to get angry with the scholars of Longming Academy.

  The scholars at Longming Academy are indeed very bloody.

  Jianglin and Fangchao skirts are naturally not rejected.

  Jianglin and Fangchao had no killers, but they also beat the scholars in Longming Academy for at least three or four months without trying to get out of bed.

  Finally, from the Dongfu realm to the Yupu realm, almost all Confucian scholars were taught by Jiang Lin and Fang to copy their skirts, and even Sikongtu, the dean of Longming Academy, was gone.

  However, the dean was targeting the room copy skirt.

  It’s very simple, Fangchao skirt breathe out, isn’t this dean gone?

  The quasi-sage who killed him by copying the skirt at the time was his disciple.

  So the dean and the Fang Qiuqiu also hurt both sides. Unfortunately, this dean is a bit older, and finally won by Fang Qiuqiu, and now it is estimated that he is lying in bed to cultivate.

  Three days later, Jiang Lin was hurt all over his body, but fortunately, he didn't hurt his roots at all.

  But the Fangzhao skirt is miserable. After the first battle of Skongtu, the whole person was like a mummy.

   But what I didn’t expect was that Longming Academy was also suddenly, and he took the initiative to send medicinal materials over, and did not drive Jiang Lin and Fang away from their skirts, so that they could heal their injuries in the yard.

  As if nothing happened, Longming Academy did not hold any account.

  "DaDaDa"

   Just when Jiang Lin was being pulled by Jiu Yi and Mo Li to apply the medicine, the courtyard door was knocked.

  Mo Li gently put down Jiang Lin's hand and walked out of the room to open the courtyard door.

  "Miss Moli, is Young Master Jiang in?"

The visitor was Han Zhe, the wise man who received Jiang Lin, Jin Dan. He was the first to find Jiang Lin to fight that day, but he was beaten by one move. The young scholar from the Five Realms pushed.

  Although he looked pale and unscathed on the surface, he was actually in a wheelchair and did not dare to move, otherwise the ice cold sword energy would ravage his meridians and acupuncture points.

  "I wonder what's the matter with Mr. Han?"

Han Zhe reluctantly said: "Wutong Academy once said that Young Master Jiang is also a half-Confucian student. Two months later, Longming Academy will hold the annual Longming Debate. By then, all the great Confucian scholars in Longmingzhou will come. If it is Young Master Jiang. You can also participate if you have free time."

  After all, Han Zhe handed out an invitation and asked his students to push himself away, as if he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

  After Han Zhe turned and left, Jiang Lin was already in front of the courtyard, looking at the direction he was leaving.

   "Is the son going?"

   Looking at Jiang Lin, whose cheek was still bruised, Mo said in pain.

   "It's not me going, but you going." Jiang Lin squeezed Mo Li's cheek.

   "Mo leaving?" Mo Li blinked cutely.

   "Hmm."

  Jiang Lin raised his head to look to the sky, and slowly exhaled.

   "In fact, many scholars at Longming Academy are really scholars to some extent."

  ……

  Jiang Lin accepted the invitation of Longming Academy and stayed at Longming Academy to participate in Longming Debate.

  After that kick in the library, Zhongfeng in the academy suddenly lost a lot of figures. After all, all of them were recuperating on the bed, and Jiang Lin and Fang's copy skirt were also relieved to recuperate.

  One month later, Jiang Lin's injuries have basically recovered, and Fangchao's injuries are also stable, at least it looks like a mummy without wrapping.

  On this day, Fang Chaoqun came to Jianglin courtyard early in the morning, saying that he would go to the grave and asked if Jiang Lin would go.

  Jianglin only knew that thousands of years ago, the quasi-sage of Longming College who threatened Fang's skirt with Fangcome died on this day.

  Jiang Lin naturally followed, but Jiang Lin didn't let Jiuyi and Mo Li follow, but wanted them to help cover up, and don't let Mian Mi follow.

  Walking on the mountain path, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun have become famous after that day. It can be said that the entire Longming Academy really does not know them two.

  Especially those ladies from the mortal dynasty, the eyes looking at Fang Chaoqun and Jiang Lin are all hot.

  There was even a girl ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ who was so obsessed with Jiang Lin and Fang's skirt that she ran away, but now she looks at them with a little shyness.

  "Are you going to demolish his grave?" Jiang Lin asked.

   Fang copied the skirt and Jiang Lin gave Jiang Lin a glance: "Do you think I am like this kind of person?"

   "A little bit."

  "."

  After a little joke, the two came to a mountain with thin spiritual power.

  There are no trails on this mountain, and there are no pavilions. At first glance, no one has lived in it and didn't want to develop it.

  Pull away the thorns and branches, and then scare away a few green bamboo leaves.

  Jianglin came to a small open area covered with leaves. In the center of the rebirth of the weeds, a simple tomb stood there.

Before the tombstone, a thirty-year-old woman was holding a book in her hand and reading softly. Beside the woman, a man sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. Only the sun could penetrate his body and fall on the stone. On.

  (End of this chapter)