Sect Recruitment: I Can See Attribute Entries

Chapter 222: Chapter 222: I Don’t Know Why

Chapter 222: I Don’t Know Why

In the small courtyard, Li Junzi finished watering the vegetable garden.

After washing her hands, she walked into the room.

At the desk, Lin Luoyu was reading a book with an air of haughty indifference.

Li Junzi glanced at her twice and suddenly called out: ”Your soul has wandered to the heavens.”

Lin Luoyu gave a start and looked at Li Junzi.

Li Junzi picked up the teapot and poured a cup of water.

”If you are tired, rest, or go out for a walk; books can be read at any time.”

Lin Luoyu pursed her lips and said softly: ”Sir...”

”Hmm?” Li Junzi looked over with doubt in her eyes.

Lin Luoyu lowered her head, gently stroking the book before her.

”Sir has already done enough and can already go to Junzi Mountain.”

Li Junzi nodded with realization.

”So it is Luoyu starting to find Sir annoying.”

”I haven’t.” Lin Luoyu raised her head.

Li Junzi had a gentle smile on her face.

”Heh, I don’t believe it.”

Lin Luoyu did not refute this time, nor did she speak.

She just sat on the chair in silence.

No one is obligated to pay for anyone else.

After reading books, one understands more.

But understanding more means there are also more things that make one sad.

Unlike before, she could unscrupulously like Li Junzi and hate the villagers, secretly cursing them behind their backs.

The books say these are all trivial matters, especially on the long journey of life.

But Lin Luoyu felt it wasn’t so, yet she didn’t dare refute the contents of the books.

Those were written by very, very powerful people; Lin Luoyu couldn’t compare to them.

Just like now, Lin Luoyu didn’t want Li Junzi to leave and also wanted to selfishly pretend she hadn’t heard.

But she had read books, understood what a Great Confucian was, and understood what one must pay to become a Great Confucian.

Li Junzi was a very, very powerful person.

She was just a little girl who couldn’t eat enough.

Li Junzi looked at Lin Luoyu’s expression and didn’t speak.

She just picked up a brush and paper from the side, and a stream of white aura surged from Li Junzi’s hand.

She lifted the brush and wrote—Clear Wind.

Lin Luoyu’s eyes widened, and she looked at Li Junzi in disbelief.

”Sir?! You are a monster?!”

Boom!

Li Junzi raised her hand and knocked the brush shaft against Lin Luoyu’s little head.

She frowned slightly, pretending to be angry.

”I am full of righteousness; do I look like a monster?”

Lin Luoyu looked up at Li Junzi, then down at the characters [Clear Flowing Wind] which were currently flowing with white light.

She said confidently: ”The books say monsters deliberately look good and righteous, so they can deceive people. How can those who look ugly and fierce deceive people?”

Li Junzi didn’t know whether to laugh or be angry upon hearing this.

So she chose to laugh angrily, and her stern face let out a ”pfft” of laughter.

Li Junzi picked up the paper with [Clear Wind] written on it and shook it gently.

The two characters [Clear Wind] turned into fluorescent light and dissipated.

A refreshing breeze blew out from the paper; blown by this wind, Lin Luoyu felt her pressure vanish instantly, and her state of mind calmed significantly.

Li Junzi teased and laughed: ”Still a monster?”

Lin Luoyu shook her head hurriedly, looking at Li Junzi with curiosity.

”Want to learn?” Li Junzi asked.

Lin Luoyu nodded, then shook her head listlessly.

”Sir is going to become a Great Confucian... You shouldn’t waste time on me.”

Li Junzi handed the brush to Lin Luoyu.

”I can only become a Great Confucian, but you will walk higher than me, walk further than me. This is why I have stayed so long. The world already has many Great Confucians; it doesn’t lack me as one.”

Lin Luoyu looked at Li Junzi with some confusion.

”Is Sir coaxing me?”

Li Junzi didn’t answer, just smiling and signaling Lin Luoyu to take the brush in her hand.

Although Lin Luoyu was doubtful, she also reached out to take the brush.

”It is not hard for a Confucian scholar to enter the Dao; the difficulty lies in improving.”

Li Junzi pulled out a sheet of paper and placed it before Lin Luoyu.

”As long as one can read ten thousand books, most people can write down Clear Wind.”

”But to write down the words Gale, sometimes reading a million books is useless.”

”I have never told you this, but you really have talent, stronger than I was back then.”

”You can understand the true meaning of books, and you can also know what your heart wants. Half of reading is for principles; right or wrong, each has its own saying.”

”You are only a tiny bit of confidence away from wielding the pen.”

Lin Luoyu felt her heart beating very fast. Under Li Junzi’s encouraging gaze, she picked up the brush.

She wrote with all her might—Gale!

Lin Luoyu waited for a long while, feeling that the character was written uglily, and it didn’t have the feeling of white light flowing when Li Junzi wrote it.

She raised her head to look at Li Junzi in confusion—Sir, are you playing tricks on me?

Li Junzi knocked Lin Luoyu’s head with the brush shaft again.

”Wielding the pen isn’t just holding a brush and writing. You must understand the true meaning of what you want to write. Remember how I always let you write summaries? What is a gale, how should you understand it?”

”Still remember the Thousand Character Classic I made you memorize?”

”Every character you recognize, every new thought, will turn into the power in your hand.”

Lin Luoyu nodded gently and lifted the brush again, starting to write with a very serious expression.

Li Junzi looked down and saw that Lin Luoyu had already written half of the character ”Kuang” (Mad/Gale) in ”Kuang Feng”.

Hmm... Lin Luoyu is quite ”Kuang”.

She just said that even reading a million books might not let one write ”Gale”.

Li Junzi sighed gently and quietly waited for Lin Luoyu to finish writing the character, then tell her not to aim too high.

She hadn’t originally planned to teach her this early, wanting to let her settle for a bit longer.

But things had come to this, so she could only advance it to prevent Lin Luoyu’s mind from being unsettled.

Lin Luoyu focused her gaze, only feeling the brush in her hand start to become heavy.

At the same time, the books she had read in the past seemed to start manifesting in her mind, flipping pages constantly.

Every word, every sentence, every book, whether bright or dim, emitted a white glow, turning into power pushing that heavy brush.

Lin Luoyu only felt the brush in her hand become light again.

The two characters Gale, as if in an instant, were written with the lifting of the pen.

Boom!

A gale swept out of the room, blowing the windows open, the door flying far away, causing chickens to crow continuously, shaking tree branches, and raising dust everywhere.

It blew Li Junzi dumbfounded.

Lin Luoyu, however, began to sleep soundly on the table at this moment, as if she were exhausted.

Li Junzi’s expression became gentle again; she had underestimated Lin Luoyu.

The world did not lack a Great Confucian like herself, but it lacked a Sub-Sage.

The past stay had given her an unexpected surprise.

Li Junzi knew she wouldn’t be a Sub-Sage, but Lin Luoyu would be.

In the snap of a finger, seven years later.

The former Lin Luoyu had also transformed from a beanpole into a graceful young woman.

Gale was no longer a constraint, but the beginning of traveling freely for thousands of miles.

Lin Luoyu’s progress was very fast.

The three initial realms of Confucian cultivation: Wielding the Pen, Transcribing Books, Understanding Principles.

Lin Luoyu had already entered the Realm of Understanding Principles.

The progress was too fast, so fast that even Li Junzi felt envious.

But an expectation in her heart pressed against her heart; she saw the rising path of a Sub-Sage.

It had been too long since the world had a Sub-Sage, and the path of the Confucian scholar had been in decline for too long.

First, the Immortal cultivation path was the Great Dao of the world, so Confucian cultivators naturally couldn’t compare.

But the rough path of martial artists now seemed to be walking much further than Confucian scholars.

Martial artist talent can be seen from the bone structure; either you can do it, or you can’t.

But Confucian scholars are not like that. There are geniuses with photographic memories who cannot wield the pen, and great talents with extraordinary intelligence who cannot understand principles.

Her junior brother was like that; it was once thought he was destined to step into the Great Confucian realm, but how many years had passed, and he hadn’t even reached the level of a Confucian scholar.

There are too many uncertainties for Confucian scholars, and too many sunk costs.

There are too many who have read ten thousand books but cannot wield the pen, wasting half their lives unable to write Clear Wind.

Every step of a martial artist has feedback, but every book of a Confucian scholar is like throwing a stone into an unknown bottle; one doesn’t know when it will be filled.

Li Junzi liked reading, that was why she studied bitterly by the cold window, causing Junzi Mountain to break its precepts.

But precisely because she liked reading, she was willing to stay and teach a possible Sub-Sage, to let the people of the world read again.

Reading shouldn’t be useless.

Li Junzi had stayed in Lin Family Gully for a full nine years.

Her originally pitch-black hair also began to be entangled with white threads. The letters sent to her master had had no reply for three years.

Li Junzi would sometimes be sad, but as long as Lin Luoyu unleashed her Noble Spirit, surely her master would understand.

She skillfully finished feeding the chickens and ducks, watered the vegetable field, picked up the kitchen knife, and started cooking.

Calculating the time, Lin Luoyu should be back from distinguishing principles at the academy now.

A Confucian scholar in the Understanding Principles realm going to a Wielding the Pen academy to debate books is basically a giant fighting children.

Lin Luoyu always felt a bit bored when she came back and didn’t want to go next time.

But Li Junzi always urged her to go, after all, they had to make plans for the Great Confucian realm.

Li Junzi finished the meal and sat quietly at the table waiting for Lin Luoyu to return.

Not long after, Lin Luoyu returned.

But unlike her previous expression, Lin Luoyu’s face was now low, as if she had encountered some enormous problem.

Li Junzi joked with a smile: ”What’s wrong? Were you refuted today?”

Lin Luoyu sat on the chair looking rather lost in spirit.

She raised her head and looked at Li Junzi. She forced the words out with difficulty:

”Sir... I don’t want to study anymore.”

Li Junzi froze upon hearing this, feeling her mind become a bit chaotic.

”What did you say?” Li Junzi thought she had heard wrong.

Lin Luoyu seemed to have steeled her heart. She raised her head and looked at Li Junzi.

”Studying doesn’t seem to be what I want. I don’t want to study anymore.”

”You don’t want to study anymore? Then you will give up all this Confucian cultivation of yours?”

”If I don’t want it, then I don’t want it. Sir taught me that the original heart is the truth.”

Li Junzi’s breathing instantly became heavy; she didn’t know how to open her mouth to refute.

Nine years. Her Confucian cultivation realm hadn’t risen a bit.

Nine years. She had stayed here almost as if she had vanished from the world.

She had paid too much too. The way Lin Luoyu liked reading made Li Junzi think this was a pleasant mutual journey.

Li Junzi suppressed the myriad thoughts in her heart and asked calmly:

”Then if you don’t study, what do you plan to do?”

”I don’t know right now. Perhaps I will go and see about immortal cultivation.”

”Immortal cultivation?” Disappointment was ultimately hard to hide in Li Junzi’s eyes. ”Is immortal cultivation definitely better than studying?”

Lin Luoyu took a deep breath and said: ”In my eyes, the two are not high or low, but...”

Li Junzi, grown up, interrupted someone speaking for the second time:

”Then you continue reading. Read until Sub-Sage. What kind of immortals, they all have to yield.”

Lin Luoyu looked at Li Junzi with a solid gaze. She didn’t know why.

Today, in Sir’s eyes, it seemed as if she was no longer there.

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