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"Oh~ isn't this Master Kaguya? Why don't you sit in the room and mess with your trap today?" Feiton said as if he hadn't seen Kaguya for a long time. In fact, Kaguya spends time with him and Yong every day. Lin was hanging around in front of her, but it was her hobby time in the morning and she rarely showed her face.
Kaguya immediately beamed and was extremely arrogant: "Huh, my final work is almost completed, don't be stunned when the time comes!"
"Well, I hope it's not just bionic designs like mechanical birds, mechanical cows, mechanical snakes, and mechanical tigers." It's not that the technical content is low, it's just a lack of creativity. That kind of thing can only shock those who have always been rigidly attached to the 'humanoid' Mu Xinxin and Yan Huang have no attraction for the well-informed Feiton.
"Uh... of course not!" Kaguya flinched for a moment, but soon became hardened again.
The machine beast is an early work. Her final work is a weapon that only pursues lethality. She intends to give it to the disciples of Xia Yin Pavilion to deal with powerful enemies. Feiton and Yong Lin have already taken action, how can she remain a spectator.
Feiton smiled and said: "But you came just in time. There is no one here who can participate in the Four Arts Conference. The piano and painting competitions will be left to you."
All members of the calligraphy competition are incompetent. They are illiterate people who rely on the magic of translation to pretend to be intellectuals. In theory, they can participate in the chess competition, but compared to chess, Feiton wants to play Gwent and the sea battle he designed himself.
"That's why I'm here." Kaguya didn't believe that she, who had gone through systematic palace education and practiced for 800 years in Eternity-tei, would not be as good as a group of amateurs, "...but you have to figure it out. One thing, Yong Lin is just not interested in this, unlike you, a guy who has no artistic accomplishments at all."
"Haha." If Feiton hadn't dragged him over, Yong Lin wouldn't even bother to join in the fun.
Of course, she was still in a good mood after being dragged over by Feiton.
"Art is a matter of opinion." Feiton shrugged, "At least Shi Kun's father is here, and he will most likely regard me as a great master of the art of killing."
Kaguya bared her teeth and said, "There is no need for such art!"
"After removing the three words 'such', this sentence is more recognized by me." Feiton replied.
"What, what a vulgar statement!" Kaguya stamped her feet, "It's decided, I want you to feel the role of art in 'cultivating sentiments'. Today's landscape painting will be hung on the wall of your bedroom."
Feiton still remembered the few landscape paintings sold in the martial arts world. He couldn't understand them but he wouldn't dislike them: "Please use the scenery in the area around Xiayin Pavilion to paint. I'm tired of looking at the Lost Bamboo Forest."
"...You obviously didn't stay at Eternal Pavilion for long." The Lord of Eternal Pavilion was at odds.
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For the disciples of Xia Yin Pavilion, practicing martial arts is a serious matter. No matter what their ideals are, it means nothing if they fall on the battlefield. However, wielding a sword every day can easily affect your character. Once your pursuit changes from "chivalry" to "the strongest", you will become the most common warrior in the martial arts world who is brave and ruthless.
The best props to carve out the character are naturally the Four Books and Five Classics, but they are too time-consuming and not interesting at all. The method left behind by the founder of Xiayin Pavilion is chess, calligraphy and painting, to express the emotions in the heart in an artistic way, and then communicate with others.
In theory, the artistic level of Xiayin Pavilion disciples does not need to be recognized by others. The rock music, the stinky chess basket that no one can win, the wild cursive writing that cannot be seen, and the splash-ink painting that takes ten seconds to complete. It plays the same role as it should. However, Xiayin Pavilion still held the "Four Arts Conference" in a very conventional way, judging based on mainstream art appreciation standards, and giving various awards to the winners.
but--
"Well, this is not the same atmosphere as I imagined..." Kaguya immediately stopped smiling when she stepped into the pavilion dedicated to the Four Arts Conference.
The attendance rate was not very good to begin with. Some people were staring at the chess game left by their deceased friend. Some people smashed the guqin and said that practicing martial arts to avenge their junior brother was the most important thing. Some people argued about whether the disciples of the Underworld who they knew would poison themselves. Someone communicated quietly from a distance.
Not cheerful at all, not edifying at all.
"The situation is special, please understand." Feiton glanced at Duan Hong'er and clearly conveyed the subtext.
Chu Tianbi did not expel Duan Hong'er due to the assassination incident of the Nanchang Prefect, the disciples of the Lord Harmony Sect did not deliberately isolate Duan Hong'er, and the loyal and patriotic disciples did not report the identity of the murderer to the government. In the final analysis, the Nanchang Prefect was just a high-ranking outsider. There is no difference between him and the disciples of Hades, and many previous controversies quickly faded away after his death.
The problem is that Duan Hong'er started to act "arbitrarily" and others followed suit. The disciples of the Main War Faction acted without permission, and the disciples of the Main Harmony Faction blocked them without permission. This turned the conflict of ideas into a conflict of actions. Xia Yin Pavilion's The atmosphere deteriorated further.
Kaguya looked at Feiton coldly and said: "...You are partly responsible for this."
"You're right, it's just a 'part'." Feiton showed a meaningful smile, "Look at it, the river water does not interfere with the well water, which means it remains unchanged. When a snipe and a clam fight, it is very likely that both sides will lose. Moderate friction is easy to create. There are dazzling sparks.”
"A spark...?" Yong Lin looked at Duan Hong'er, assessing whether this spark could ignite anything.
(Crack!)
Feiton clapped his hands vigorously, and the disciples finally noticed his arrival: "Give me some face, Master. This may be the only Four Arts Conference I will participate in. Can we continue as per previous years?"
"...The disciple has lived up to the expectations of the master." Unlike at the beginning of the school year, Feiton is still somewhat famous now. The two disciples who were quarreling kept their mouths shut, and the disciple who smashed the guqin picked up the guqin on the ground.
"Well, I also know that you have been preoccupied recently. Not only can playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting not bring you a good mood, you even don't want to be with fellow disciples who hold different ideas." Feiton revealed everyone's masks with a playful smile, "There is no other way , I can only suffer a little loss, master, to give you some motivation to compete."
"?" Only then did the mood of the disciples change.
Feiton shook his finger and said: "I will cook a sumptuous dinner for the contestants tonight~"
"..." The disciples' moods returned to calm.
Feiton grinned: "Then, the person with the best performance in this Four Arts Competition will receive our Eternal Pavilion's magic weapon 'Thunderbolt Bullet'."
The disciples didn't know that Feiton was teasing them, but they couldn't help but ask: "Thunderbolt? Is it a gunpowder weapon similar to the Sadhuan Tower?"
Feiton waved his hand and said: "It's completely different. I changed the name temporarily based on your country's 'Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle'. It is a device that shoots metal projectiles, and its usage is similar to a crossbow."
Duan Hong'er couldn't help but feel curious and said: "Uh... so what is its original name?"
"Gauss rifle." Seriously.
