The students from Shangnen Academy were extremely surprised and said: "I heard that Feng Sanding had great ambitions when he was young. He would not discuss the piano with others until he became a qin master. Moreover, he was the president of Fengming Qin Society and had considerable experience and knowledge of the qin. In the future,
He will surely become Qin Xiang, and Qin Jun is not yet a success. This deafness, I am afraid..."
"Pity."
Some students sighed.
Who would have thought that Feng Sanding, who is famous all over the world, would suddenly become deaf?
At this time, many students from Sanshang Academy and Ten Academy of Sciences who wanted to compete with Feng Sanding were shocked when they heard that Feng Sanding suddenly lost his hearing.
"What a pity, what a pity..."
Many students sighed.
The impact of this deafness is not only on the Qin Dao, but also on the Holy Dao.
"What's the pity?"
Some people who were evil in sealing Sanding were overjoyed after hearing this and said: "Everyone, could this be God's punishment for the false words given to Sanding a few days ago? I think he deserves it..."
"absurd!"
"Deceitful words!"
"Shameful words! I am ashamed to be associated with you..."
After hearing this, many students immediately shouted angrily or scolded him.
Although there are many students in Eighty-one Academy who don't like Feng Sanding, they still admire him very much. At this time, someone actually slandered Feng Sanding like this, and he couldn't help but get furious...
If Feng Sanding is defeated head-on, everyone will be happy.
However, if you use villainous means to frame someone, it will be shameful to everyone!
"Spreading rumors and slandering, having bad moral conduct, Ding Criticism!"
At this time, an instruction suddenly appeared and severely scolded the student.
The student's face turned pale, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes were full of fear. Because of the instruction of "poor morals", he was thrown into the abyss, with almost no chance of recovery.
Also, in Eighty-one Academy, if you get three Ding comments, you will be expelled from the academy.
I don’t know why, but the words of God’s punishment and deserving punishment spread rapidly in Eighty-one Academy.
Even if there is an instruction, it cannot stop it.
It has even spread throughout the world.
The bachelors at Jixia Academy were a little surprised when they heard that Feng Sanding suddenly lost his hearing.
Soon after, other schools of thought began to spread rumors, saying that sealing Sanding was a punishment from God...
Because those who supported the sealing of Sanding were retreating steadily, this rumor became even more serious.
Rumors spread to Burial Mountain Academy, making everyone shocked and scolded them one after another, especially the academy's teachings and teachings...
As for Feng Qingyan, he gradually calmed down after feeling helpless.
I have been studying in Tibet.
"Master, have you found the reason?"
In the back hall of the academy, the old teacher asked, with a worried look on his face, "If I continue to be deaf, I'm afraid..."
"Don't worry, maybe it's a good thing."
An Xiu pondered for a moment and said.
"Good thing?"
The old teacher was a little surprised. Is it a good thing to be deaf?
"If you are temporarily deaf and lose all sounds, it is just to better hear the sounds of heaven and earth." An Xiu said with a smile, "There are many ancient sages who gained enlightenment because of their deafness..."
"What did the director say?"
The old teacher's eyes widened slightly. After a while, he was still a little worried and said, "What if I'm not temporarily deaf?"
"I also..."
An Xiu shook his head and said, "It depends on his luck."
Day by day passes.
This is the fifth day that Feng Qingyan has been deaf.
The world in his eyes gradually became a little different.
Being completely deaf for the past few days allowed him to see another side of the world. He was slightly surprised, but he gradually became accustomed to it.
From being anxious and panicked at the beginning, to being worried and unaccustomed, to finally feeling calm in his heart. Losing his voice made him more focused, more attentive, and more sensual when reading.
He even liked this feeling...
What is lost is the east corner, and what is gained is the mulberry tree.
Since you can't practice piano, then put your energy back into the holy way...
Feng Qingyan read a lot of Confucianism in Tibet, and also tried to practice some. A simple Confucianism can be learned in just one or two hours...
There are not many Confucianisms suitable for the scribes, most of them are auxiliary.
"There are too few attack methods..."
Feng Qingyan frowned, and then looked through the military strategist's "paper talk". This was a very powerful group attack technique.
But now, he is not yet mature enough to practice.
Coming out of hiding, he met Mu Yu.
"..."
Mu Yu said something with a worried face.
"It's okay, maybe this is okay." Feng Qingyan said with a smile, he had returned to his previous state and was no longer confused.
Mu Yu looked a little sad.
"Is Feng Sanding temporarily deaf, or..."
A student asked.
"Hard to say."
"Oh, I am so jealous of talented people. Who would have thought of that?"
Students are sighing, the teachings in the academy, and teachers are also sighing. Deafness affects not only the piano music...
Day six.
Feng Qingyan still reads in Tibet, specializing in books on Confucianism and Confucianism.
At some point, he put down the book and frowned. Why did Wen Tong and Wen Sheng have so few attack methods?
There is almost no Confucianism to learn.
He closed his eyes and thought.
Hidden away, bits and pieces of literary spirit continued to sink into the literary palace between his brows and the gentleman's tripod in his mind.
In the Wen Palace, which is more than 200 feet long, the drizzle gradually became heavier and started to patter.
The middle realm of literary talent.
Not long after, where Feng Qingyan was, like a heavy fog descending, countless literary spirits crazily poured into his Wen Palace and Junzi Tripod.
In the Wen Palace, the light rain gradually turned into moderate rain.
Literary talent is high.
However, he got stuck in Wencai Shangjing. Although it was still raining moderately in Wenggong, the scope of the rain continued to expand.
Soon it spread throughout the Wen Palace.
To reach the realm of great literary talent, you need to forge at least one literary bone...
Feng Qingyan didn't pay too much attention to these things. As long as he had some enlightenment, he could break through the realm in one day. If he cared too much about the realm, he would lose more than he gained.
The seventh day.
Feng Qingyan is still deaf, and there is no sound in his ears.
He still concentrated on studying Confucianism in Tibet, and the Three Gentlemen's Cauldron in his mind was filled with literary spirit without even realizing it.
"Too few attacks will be very disadvantageous for low-level scholars..."
Feng Qingyan thought about creating an offensive Confucianism?
As soon as he came up with the idea, he began to study it seriously. He would study it first before deciding whether it would be successful or not.
The eighth day passed, and nothing changed. Those who were deaf were still deaf. However, Feng Qingyan's desire to attack Confucianism became even stronger.
ninth day.
At night, Feng Qingyan was reading in the wooden house.
At some point, a strange sound gradually came to his ears, with a somewhat mysterious aura, and he listened attentively. Then, he listened and walked, and then left the cabin, seemingly chasing the sound...
…
One night passed.
The sound was still in his ears, sometimes distant and sometimes near, extremely mysterious, but he still couldn't understand it...
He no longer searched hard for the source, but sat down and continued listening, hoping to understand the secrets contained in the sound.
In the blink of an eye, a day passes.
At this time, the students discovered that Feng Sanding was sitting on the river bank not far from the academy. He had been sitting there for a whole day, motionless like a wood carving and clay sculpture.