In Wenfeng's view, Tang Xiaobao was copying scriptures under Lin Wenfeng's "gaze". Now, Tang Xiaobao has basically mastered the writing tools such as a brush after so long.

But it's just about the same. The characters are still as difficult to recognize like ghost drawing talismans, without any progress. However, the problem of being impatient has changed a lot, unlike before, when I started to do things in less than a few minutes.

Lin Wenfeng was already very satisfied with Tang Xiaobao's performance. The purpose of asking him to copy scriptures was not to cultivate him into a master of calligraphy, so it was already very good to do this in his opinion.

But Lin Wenfeng felt that since he had done it, he had to do it well, otherwise the results would not be as unreasonable as possible, so Lin Wenfeng said, "Xiaobao, stop for a moment, I have something to say."

Tang Xiaobao put down the brush in his hand and said, "Master, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

Lin Wenfeng said: "Xiaobao, I think the purpose of asking you to copy scriptures has been almost achieved, but I think since I have done it, I must do it well and make some outstanding results. Do you think it is right~"

Tang Xiaobao reacted as soon as he heard this, and understood what Lin Wenfeng wanted to say. He said, "Master, what do you mean is that I will continue to copy this scripture?"

Lin Wenfeng nodded and said, "As I said, since you have done it, you must do it well, so the main task of copying scriptures next is to practice your own characters well. It doesn't require you to practice to the level of your ability, as long as you can read it;

Of course, I won’t specify the time for practicing calligraphy. Just like practicing qigong, you can only rely on your own consciousness. You can write whenever you want, and how long you can write it is up to you. However, I will check your results regularly, what do you think~”

Tang Xiaobao smiled without thinking, "No problem, I will do whatever the master says. Anyway, these things are not bad for me, so why not do it? I am idle too, so I can learn more."

Lin Wenfeng felt very pleased when he heard this. He felt that Tang Xiaobao was much more mature than before, and was no longer the young man who was irritable in everything he did. He said, "Okay, from tomorrow on, you don't have to copy books in the yard on time and on time. Do whatever you want."

After hearing this, Tang Xiaobao was a little excited, and then returned to the desk to continue the tasks that he had not completed today. He knew that everything he did must have to be started and ended, and he could not give up halfway.

If he fooled what he should do today because he didn't have to copy books tomorrow, then even if he copied the books for so long, he had been in vain. After so long, he could not hold on for the last day? So Tang Xiaobao immediately calmed down his excitement and went to complete it honestly.

After Lin Wenfeng finished drinking the last sip of tea, he got up and walked towards his room. Tang Xiaobao wanted to help him, but he refused.

After seeing Lin Wenfeng return to the room with steady steps, Tang Xiaobao felt completely relieved and knew that the master was right, and he would not have any problems in the observation.

Lin Wenfeng, who returned to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, while exerting the fairy energy in his body, while putting his consciousness on the "Immortal Art" in his mind.

When he turned his eyes to the page of the book that he thought would not have any changes, Lin Wenfeng was surprised to find that at some point, the closed eyes opened a gap, and a line of small words appeared below.

Before Lin Wenfeng could see clearly what he wrote, this passage suddenly turned into a golden light and directly connected with his consciousness, making him stunned and unable to move.

Lin Wenfeng just stayed quietly like this, wanting to see what was going on.

Slowly, the things around him disappeared bit by bit, and in the end he was the only one left in an absolutely dark environment.

After waiting for a long time, just as he was about to try to pull his consciousness out, an eye appeared in the darkness. This eye was the one in "Immortal Art". Lin Wenfeng looked at it in confusion, wondering what was going on.

Before he could study it carefully, a sphere with dazzling light appeared directly in front of his eyes, which should represent the sun, emerging from the darkness little by little.

When the sun just emerged, golden lights escaped from it, and in the blink of an eye, it flew into the tightly closed eye. Under the action of the golden light, the eye slowly opened.

As the picture progressed, Lin Wenfeng suddenly escaped from the darkness, and all the disappearing things returned to their original state, as if they had never happened before.

Lin Wenfeng, who had recovered his consciousness, quickly turned his attention to "Immortal Arts". The tiny lines of words in the book no longer exist, but instead they were the words "Sky Eye" with golden light.

Lin Wenfeng looked at these two words and thought, "It seems that this eye is not ordinary~" He said, "The Art of Immortality" cannot make himself do meaningless things, and it must have its own truth.

As he guessed, the picture just now should be the way to open the sky's eyes and the only way to restore his vision.

After understanding all this, Lin Wenfeng couldn't wait to try it to see if this method is useful, but now it is obviously impossible to be time-sensitive, and even if he does it, it will not have any effect.

So Lin Wenfeng let go of this idea, quickly calm his heart, and then continued his cultivation, waiting for tomorrow to come, but he silently hoped that tomorrow would be a good weather to see the sunrise.

Otherwise, even if the sun rises, it may not be seen all day long.

In the afternoon, after David came back, he looked at Tang Xiaobao who was splashing ink in the yard and asked, "How is Master Lin today? Have you recovered your vision?"

Tang Xiaobao shook his head and said, "Just like yesterday, I can't see anything, but fortunately the master is in a pretty good mood and I can't see anything wrong."

David said, "Oh~ This is a blessing in disguise. When I was patrolling the mountain, I was afraid that Master Lin would not be able to figure out what bad things were done. Now it seems that I am overly worried. Master Lin is more optimistic than I thought." After saying that, he sighed and ran to the kitchen to make food.

The Taoist temple returned to its former peace, and did not break their life rules because of Lin Wenfeng's sudden blindness. Everyone still did whatever they should have done before.
Chapter completed!