Heavenly Realm!
Southern Territory, a small mountain village.
"Thank you, Big Brother, for your help; this sister has already solved it."
Xinning gracefully bowed to Li Fan.
"No need to be polite,"
Li Fan, however, smiled and said, "Come, I'll teach you a new poem."
He picked up a brush, and his writing flowed like a dragon or snake across the rice paper, swiftly inscribing a poem!
"Clenching tight to the green mountain, never loosening grip, roots are deep, entrenched in cracked rock."
"Though ground down a thousand times, the strength remains, unyielding to winds from all directions."
Xinning, following Li Fan, read the whole poem, and a trace of wonder appeared in her large eyes!
This poem was different from the ones Li Fan typically taught her.
In the past, Li Fan mostly taught her poems that were refined and full of interest, to cultivate her body and mind.
But this one carried a spirit of generous and impassioned purpose!