"Ah?" Chu Qiguang heard what Zhao Lingxiao said, and after thinking about it, he decided that this was fine. He had read almost all the books in the study anyway, and it would be a waste of time to come again.
But he changed his mind and suddenly asked: "Then if I still want to read Taoist scriptures in the future, can I still come here?"
Zhao Lingxiao looked at Chu Qiguang with some comfort. He recognized the other party's serious performance in the past month: "Of course."
Chu Qiguang then revealed his purpose: "Taoist Master, I really want to become a follower of Taoist Master. If reading these Taoist scriptures still doesn't work, can I read other Taoist scriptures? Read more.
Maybe it will be done?"
Seeing Chu Qiguang's eager and sincere heart toward the Tao, Zhao Lingxiao suddenly felt a fighting spirit ignited in his heart.
'How can I give up on a 15-year-old boy who is so persistent in his pursuit of the Tao?'
'Tao Zun...are you guiding me?'
Looking at the child in front of him who was eager to study, Zhao Lingxiao nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will go down the mountain once next month and bring you a batch of passes. As long as you want to see it, I will definitely bring it to you.
speak.
We, the Tianshi Sect, will never give up on any believer who wants to bask in divine grace."
…
In the afternoon martial arts class, instructor Yang Ling began to explain the small competition in three days.
"Every month there is a small competition in the division of houses. The top ten will go to the upper house, and the rest will wait to go to the lower house."
"I have told you many times about the distinction between the upper and lower chambers. You also understand how important it is."
"The fighting in the ring accounts for half of the competition, and it can be said to be the easiest place to gain ranking."
"But in the past month, I have taught you everything that needs to be taught. In the last three days, I have nothing to teach you. You can just practice on your own."
"If you have any confusion, come and ask me. I will stay here."
"Remember, your study and cultivation are all for your own future future, not for me."
A tense atmosphere spread across the entire martial arts training ground. The students were all working hard on their own practice. If they had anything they didn't understand, they should immediately ask Yang Ling.
Chu Qiguang nodded after hearing this... In the Han Dynasty, the importance of martial arts was self-evident.
The imperial court used martial arts to select talents, and the outcome was determined in the arena.
Civil society, chambers of commerce, and gangs have long begun to use the victory or defeat in the arena to determine the ownership of many businesses.
When fighting over water or land in the countryside, a circle would often be drawn as an arena.
Even if there is a chaotic group fight in the countryside, the outcome will ultimately depend on the strength of the martial arts practitioners on both sides. For example, Zhang Da, the eldest brother Chen Gang worshiped before, is the number one tyrant in Wangjiazhuang.
From martial arts imperial examinations to civil disputes, you can see the shadow of martial arts and the arena.
Martial arts and Taoism widen the gap between people's strengths and weaknesses and make a large number of people accustomed to relying on the strong.
This is already part of the Han culture and has been integrated into the flesh and blood of the people.
Although the Demon Suppression Division deals with demons and monsters, martial arts are still important, and the way to distinguish the strength of martial arts... is the arena.
While Chu Qiguang was listening to Yang Ling's explanation, a look full of hatred would glance at him from time to time.
Cheng Ming glared at Chu Qiguang's back.
During the recent period, when Chu Qiguang fell ill, he sought relief from Cheng Ming and his friends.
But Cheng Ming is worthy of being a genius in his hometown. After being knocked down again and again, instead of giving up, he secretly held his breath and practiced harder every day, hoping to surpass Chu Qiguang and take revenge one day.
…
In the elixir class the next day, Li Jian, who had one tentacle under his feet, had just finished speaking when he saw Song Ming, who had five tentacles, walk in.
Just listen to Song Ming say: "Lecturer Li Jian is not feeling well. Today you will learn from me how to deal with tomb ghosts."
Li Jian on the side smiled awkwardly and left without saying anything.
Through his observations over the past few days, Chu Qiguang also discovered that this elixir instructor was not only the weakest among the instructors on Chaoyao Mountain, but also seemed to be often excluded.
After class, Chu Qiguang returned to his dormitory to pack up his lecture notes.
Li He and Jiang Longyu didn't know where they went. Only Zhang Haizhu was left in the dormitory.
Seeing Chu Qiguang come back, Zhang Haizhu, who was lying on the bed and covered with a quilt, seemed to be startled: "Brother Chu, why are you here?"
Chu Qiguang looked at Zhang Haizhu's hand on the quilt and smiled: "It's okay, I'll just come over and put down the handouts, and you can continue."
Seeing Chu Qiguang put down the lecture notes and leave, Zhang Haizhu looked suspicious and said, "Did he see it?"
Thinking of this, he opened the quilt and revealed a jar of water in his other hand.
This is clearly the Zulong Mountain Spirit Water that Jiang Longyu wants to show off all day long.
Originally, Zhang Haizhu was not interested in this thing, but he couldn't bear it. Jiang Longyu showed off every day, saying that drinking this spiritual water can purify the body, extend life, and develop brainpower...
Zhang Haizhu was curious about what the Zulong Mountain spiritual water tasted like.
"Just drop it drop by drop and taste it."
Zhang Haizhu carefully dropped a drop onto his fingertips.
I discovered that this spiritual water was emerald green in color, and when it dripped on my fingertips, it looked like a small green diamond.
Zhang Haizhu couldn't help but take a sip, his face instantly turned red, and he couldn't help coughing violently.
"so bitter!"
"It tastes worse than shit!"
"Jiang Longyu has the nerve to show off after eating this?!"
At first, Zhang Haizhu wanted to laugh at Jiang Longyu, but suddenly he realized it again: "He has been drinking this crap for more than ten years...is it also for martial arts?"
…
That night, when Chu Qiguang came to the big library again, the person who opened the door for him was no longer the janitor, but the keeper of the library, Shi Linlan.
Lin Lan opened the stone door with a look of anticipation and welcomed Chu Qiguang in.
Over the past few days, Chu Qiguang has figured out the character of Lin Lan, who is a country girl who has never seen the world and yearns for the colorful world outside.
With Chu Qiguang's knowledge and smooth talk, he would brag to the other party from time to time about the colorful lights and feasting outside, which soon aroused Lin Lan's interest.
He would also bring flowers, cakes, and preserves to each other from time to time. Lin Lan had lived in the big library for many years, and she had never seen such a person. The relationship between the two became better and better over time.
At this moment, Lin Lan was seen leading the way, while Chu Qiguang was behind telling him stories about how he killed demons in Qingyang County, benefited the village, and worked hard to alleviate poverty.
Lin Lan listened and said with longing: "That hydraulic textile machine is really powerful. It can actually weave its own cloth with water power. Brother Chu, how did you come up with it?"
Chu Qiguang said: "When I was eight years old, I saw my mother working hard at weaving, so I thought about whether there was any way to make weaving easier."
"One day I suddenly saw my sister falling into the river and being swept out by the water."
"I suddenly had an idea and thought why can't we use the momentum of the river to weave cloth?"
Looking at Lin Lan's admiring look, Chu Qiguang waved his hand and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal. I'm just better at observing than ordinary people."——
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