Chapter 211 Isolated?(1)

As a saint, Mo Sheng has a pair of eyes that can distinguish the past from the present and understand the future.

But in this dream space, he found that it seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, which he couldn't see through or touch.

Mo Sheng was wary and tried to enter the bookstore not far away.

There happens to be an ink character above the bookstore.

He poked his head inside and was stunned when he saw it.

Just because he saw a familiar figure in the bookstore - Song Lanyi.

Mo Sheng was stunned. He felt a little confused and asked, "Are you...Song Lanyi?"

Looking at Song Lanyi, whose facial features were somewhat similar to those before, Mo Sheng still had the last bit of luck in his heart, and he wanted to think that this was a dream.

Song Lanyi looked shy, "Student Song Lanyi, I have met Mo Sheng."

What what what what?

When did Song Lanyi become his student?

Sheng Mo remained calm on his face, but there was a turmoil in his heart.

He heard a series of sounds in his ears.

If the Medicine Sage was here, he would definitely recognize that this was the sound that made him enter the dream space for the first time.

Things like "You cannot disclose the existence of the space to outsiders", "You are not allowed to show any ill will towards the owner of the space", "You must teach seriously while on duty", "The final right of interpretation belongs to the space"...

What's even more frightening is that before Mo Sheng agreed, he felt the power of heaven forming a contract with him.

no!

Is this even forcibly bound?!

Mo Sheng finally confirmed it.

This is not a dream.

It is a space between illusion and reality.

He paused and then said in deep thought, "Actually, I don't want to accept you as a disciple."

Song Lanyi stood quietly, waiting for Mo Sheng to speak.

Of course she knew that Mo Sheng would not accept her as a student so quickly.

Because... the Medicine Sage was like this back then!

Mo Sheng looked at Song Lanyi suspiciously. Seeing that she really didn't feel aggrieved and shed tears, Mo Sheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"But...what are we going to learn today?"

Sheng Mo was stunned for a moment, recalling the introduction to this space, and felt a little numb.

Study space?

Then he still has to give lectures?

Besides Mo Dao, what else can he talk about?

After thinking for a moment, Mo Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "Although I am not your teacher, I can still explain the simple way of public transport."

As soon as he mentioned a familiar field, Mo Sheng became more energetic and his eyes became much brighter.

only……

He couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on it.

"The way of public transport is not something that ordinary people can learn. Although you have a reputation for talent, this thing has nothing to do with your reputation. You...just listen to it."

The implication is that she doesn't look good on Song Lanyi.

In the first class, Mo Sheng didn't think it would be too difficult. As soon as his mind moved, a model of a wooden cow and a flowing horse was projected in the study room.

Song Lanyi listened with great interest, and from time to time he wrote quickly, copying page after page of notes.

When she writes, every model picture is as precise as if it had been measured with a measuring scale.

Her thoughts were even racing.

An ordinary wooden ox or flowing horse can travel thousands of miles in a day.

This sounds fast, but when converted, it's only 41.6 kilometers per hour.

In modern times, any car can be faster than this.

Not to mention trains, high-speed rail, and airplanes.

Song Lanyi couldn't help but start to think. Logically speaking, in the world of high martial arts, talent can also be regarded as a kind of energy.

Using a principle similar to that of an engine and adding magical modifications...can we create a world-class high-speed rail sports car?

Thinking of this, Song Lanyi seemed to have thought of something, and a stack of thick books suddenly appeared in front of her.

She quickly flipped through the book, compared what Mo Sheng said, and raised her hand to ask questions from time to time.

Mo Sheng was surprised at first, and then the deeper he went, the more surprised he became.

Song Lanyi's foundation is weak, but there is one thing...her creativity always seems to make him feel fresh and new.

And one thing is the most important to a craftsman, or even an inventor.

While Mo Sheng was explaining, he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.

It should be... right not to let Song Lanyi be his student, right?

At this time, in the far south.

The Medicine Saint looked sad.

He kept sighing.

Today...why can't he enter the dream space?

For some reason, Medicine Saint suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

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After studying all night, Song Lanyi got up.

She just felt refreshed.

Sure enough, learning is the best spiritual food.

She saw that it was still dark, Song Lanyi put on his blue official uniform and hurried to the palace gate.

Along the way, many officials saw Song Lanyi's expression... which was quite strange.

Song Lanyi naturally understood what they were wondering about, so she walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony without saying a word.

When he met Duke Yan Guo on the way, he snorted coldly at Song Lanyi and turned away, not daring to say anything.

Everyone was stunned. When did Yan Guogong's temper change so much?

It’s unscientific!

It wasn't until the early morning session that everyone understood the whole story.

They asked how Zhang Ling and Song Lanyi had such courage to blow up the Duke's mansion.

It turns out...it was approved by the female saint.

Then it'll be fine.

The morning morning progressed slowly and methodically.

While waiting for the next court, Song Lanyi strolled towards the Hanlin Academy.

But she clearly felt that since today, her colleagues in the Hanlin Academy have obviously become much alienated from her.

But she doesn't care.

Song Lanyi found a few classics about Mohism, opened them by himself, copied them, and recited the contents.

Not far away, several attendants were standing together, seemingly immersed in their work, but in reality they were quietly sizing up Song Lanyi and communicating via voice transmission from time to time.

"She has a big heart. After experiencing such a big thing yesterday, she can still calm down and copy books today."

Some people couldn't help but sneer, "She has the permission of the female saint. Even if she really bombs the Duke's palace, Your Majesty can't blame him."

When others heard this, they couldn't help but sneer, "Even if His Majesty doesn't blame her, can't we still give her a little cold treatment? It's ridiculous that any woman can hold up half the sky!"

At this time, a faint voice suddenly came from the side, "You look down on women so much that you even exclude Song Lanyi because of it. But the mother who gave birth to you is also a woman..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt their faces burning up. They glared at the man fiercely and left like birds and beasts.

Xunxing, the broom star that day, saw them like this, his face fell, and he sighed, "I know that telling the truth is not possible these days. The truth always sounds harsh to people's ears... Sigh,

The world is just too hypocritical..."

When Song Lanyi heard this series of thoughts, she knew without thinking that the broom star was coming.

She twitched her brows and said helplessly, "What are you doing here?"
Chapter completed!