The building outside the building has been replaced with glass windows. The midday sun casts golden light under the window, and the breeze blows through the layers of bookshelves, bringing with it the coolness of autumn.
A few bright red fallen leaves fell into the window and were about to fall on the snow-white rice paper. They flicked them open with one finger and swirled into the trash can in the corner.
Ye Qing was sitting alone behind a few desks, wearing a loose robe and writing furiously. The room was very quiet, with the only sound of the pen tip scratching the paper.
"Squeak--" The wooden door opened.
Jiang Zinan held a booklet and came in quietly, looking at Ye Qing's expression: "Master?"
"It's okay, Zi Nan, just tell me."
"Yes." Jiang Zinan sat in front of Ye Qing, opened the record book and looked at it: "I made the record book according to the statistics of the training. The only magicians in the mansion are Sister Qianqian and Sister Bai Jing. They are in the third stage of Qi training respectively.
first floor, second floor
"Among the warriors, those who have reached the third level of Qi training are Ling Ling and Jiang Chen, both of whom are at the peak level of Qi training. There are Zhou Feng, Zhang Fangbiao, and Hong Zhou who have reached the second level of Qi training... Zhou Feng seems to have broken through to the third level, but according to his own words
, it hasn’t stabilized yet, so it will be calculated as the second level first.”
Ye Qing nodded: "It's okay, Zi Nan continues."
Jiang Zinan relaxed and continued: "The non-commissioned officers on the first level of Qi training are as follows, Liang Si, Yu Tao, Ding Qiang... a total of forty-three people, and the deacons of Xiangtian Hall on the first level of Qi training are Lu Shangjing, Ji Caizhu
...well, and me
She raised her head, smiled at Ye Qing, and continued to report: "In the past two days, all Qi practitioners above the first level have not left the house as instructed. The generals have camped and competed in the newly built martial arts academy."
"Currently, the competition has determined the top ten, and we are waiting for the rewards that the young master has mentioned... That's it. Do you have any other arrangements to make, the young master?"
"There is nothing else. As for the reward..." Ye Qing stopped writing on the inkstone and gave her a thin book with a smile: "Zi Nan, you can make another copy of my newly compiled martial arts scripture."
The so-called newly compiled martial arts scripture is only a thin volume, but it is actually a small martial arts scripture. At this moment, Ye Qing has nothing to worry about except Tao taboo.
Being arrogant also requires having confidence. It depends on the circumstances. If a child is beheaded when he is born, it won't matter if it is a seventh-rank official.
Ye Qing is very calm now - once he is promoted to Viscount Nanlian, his status and authority are very different; secondly, when facing the life and death of the entire clan, he must gather all his strength; thirdly, the solar eclipse is imminent, and the court has no time to take care of the second-placed Ye in the small county.
Small actions.
"You, the deacons of Xiangtian Hall, will take a look at the original manuscript of the martial arts scripture. Ling Ling no longer needs this, nor does the method used by your sisters Qianqian and Jing. The transcribed copy will be passed on to the outer courtyard later."
"Do I want to watch too?" Jiang Zinan opened her rosy mouth in surprise. Her level of martial arts training was very low. No one would expect the internal affairs personnel of the Xiangtian Department to go into battle to kill the enemy.
From Ye Qing's point of view, her body's internal energy was flowing and full, and she had reached the first level of Qi training. She had been practicing the abridged version of the martial arts for a year, and her progress was not bad, but she was just stuck on the passing line.
Knowing that this little girl lacked motivation, he stared at her and said, "I want to see if you are allowed to compete in martial arts. There are people outside who want to see it but they can't see it. You are the only one who is picky and ignorant of the blessings."
"Oh..." Jiang Zinan shrank her neck, a little aggrieved. She was not interested in fighting and killing, and her daily practice was just to obey Ye Qing's instructions.
"Not only you, Mr. Lu and the others will also observe and learn from each other." Ye Qing nodded her smooth forehead and said in a bad voice: "When I taught you martial arts... I don't know whether it was good or bad for you."
Jiang Zinan's mind was sharp and she felt something. When she remembered her misunderstanding, she blushed slightly and said, "This is a good thing. In the past six months, I have been dealing with things. My mind is much clearer, I can write quickly, and I have never been sick. Even in battles
, you won’t lose against one or two enemy soldiers... eh, Young Master will protect Zi Nan, right?"
The last sentence exposed her guilty conscience. Ye Qing was amused, but he remembered the most common and hateful sentence in troubled times: "It's okay to protect her, it depends on whether the little lady will listen or not."
Jiang Zinan blushed and stopped talking. He sat down and copied the manuscript, writing very quickly.
Everyone has his or her own strengths, and it’s better not to force yourself to do it, but when the great catastrophe comes and the inner world is opened, everything above the level of Qi refining will be affected, so why can’t you supervise it?
Ye Qing stopped criticizing her and continued to write the manuscript. The only thing left in the study was the gentle breeze and the rustling sound of writing...
"The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has been deleted and expanded twice as much as the original version. In the past two months, most of the "Three Kingdoms Part" has been serialized. The solar eclipse is approaching, and the popularity target has almost been achieved. Ye Qing is hesitant to continue writing...
You still have to have some backup.
Ye Qing persisted in finishing the Battle of Chibi. This time, Ye Qing did not put it into the pile of manuscripts to be submitted. He even pulled it out of the pile of manuscripts and drew the chapter of Liu Bei's Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage.
Without Longzhong's theory of three parts of the world, the subsequent history of the Three Kingdoms would have been shrouded in a layer of fog.
Ye Qing pondered for a while and pulled out a chapter of Xu Shu's recommendation to Zhuge Liang: "That's almost it...
Collecting these key turning manuscripts in his arms, Ye Qing tapped the remaining stack of manuscripts with his fingers: "In this case, half of them are abusive masters. Compared with the wealthy Cao Cao, the Sun family is rich and handsome, Liu Bei is the richest ancestor."
, the halo of the imperial uncle has faded away, and he is just a loser, or a bloody sensation..."
"Young master is saying strange things again." Jiang Zinan ignored what he heard and packed up the manuscript. He hugged it in front of his plump chest and asked with a smile: "Then, will you send it over now?"
"Come together, accompany me to the martial arts academy."
"kindness"
Looking at Ye Qing's back, Jiang Zinan's shoulders slumped, and he frowned: "Compared to political affairs, martial arts is really difficult to learn, even the easiest cheating technique, but since the master said so, I will continue.
Just work hard..."
The sun was warm at noon in late autumn, and a bonfire was burning in the open space in the house in broad daylight, and there were people watching over it.
It has been like this day and night for half a month. From the first time it was strange to now, the tribesmen have turned a blind eye to it.
"My mother-in-law also heard about this arrangement. Uncle... No, my father wrote to inquire. I can only say that please don't bother me... Although to be honest, I am also very surprised by this intention, but the young master always does the right thing...
"
After passing through several courtyards, Jiang Zinan heard a sound of clanging beetle leaves and a sound of people falling to the ground: "I see you, the master of the house."
"Go ahead."
Jiang Zinan saw Ye Qing waving his hand in front, asking the armored soldiers to patrol over. Under their blouses, they were all wearing the armor from the last private raid on the grassland.
"It's worth a lot of money." Jiang Zinan smiled and narrowed her eyes. She was in charge of the logistics of the house and knew that the guards had issued crossbows and the entire Ye Mansion was in a state of tension on the outside and tight on the inside.
"Perhaps something big is going to happen..." she thought as she followed Ye Qing's footsteps.
Ye Qing frowned and looked at the sky all the way, and the soil in his sleeves felt slightly warm. The abnormality had become more and more obvious in the past few days.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Ye Qing came back and told him: "I have put down my family affairs these days and have nothing to do. Go to the martial arts academy more often and ask Ling Ling more. You have to learn a little. It's okay if you can't beat me. At least you have to do it."
Can outrun...
"I know." Jiang Zinan stuck out her tongue and looked at it. The sky was very blue. This was the brightest weather in late autumn. It was just like her beautiful mood, nothing strange...
The martial arts academy is hidden under a patch of green pines. The gate is open. The top ten players have already passed the competition. There is still fighting inside. Many people gather in a large circle. There are bursts of discussions and cheers... Occasionally, weapons are exchanged.
The sound of the strike was like a vibrating copper bell, its buzzing deafening.
Listening to the long breathing of the fierce battle, Jiang Chen and Zhou Ling were competing in the echoing image. Jiang Chen used his gun to follow a steady path, while Zhou Ling used his sword to follow a light and agile path.
There were only half of the swords, swords, and shadows in the field. Occasionally, I would wait for the opportunity to strike with all my strength, and my internal strength would reach its peak. There would be a loud noise like a hammer and an ax hitting each other. The spear and sword energy would splash on the bluestone, and a rustling sound would appear.
powder……
A circle of people watched, all immersed in this cutting-edge competition. Ye Qing smiled slightly and watched silently.
"Jiang Chen's marksmanship combines that of man and horse. He is more powerful when fighting on horseback, but he can't do his best in fighting on foot...Lingling has a bit of an advantage right now. Her internal strength and swordsmanship are not bad, but she only loses to the innate strength of women. If she can't win by surprise, her internal strength will be exhausted.
, she is the one who will lose most of the time... But Jiang Chen is still a master in the art of war. He can defend while attacking, and is almost watertight. It is not easy to defeat him by surprise..."
Looking around the yard again, most of the people talking enthusiastically were sergeants with martial arts skills and officers at all levels. It can be said that these are all veterans. Lu Shangjing and a few scribes were all watching with a smile while waving their fans. Their actions were not ordinary people, and their aura
It’s not about internal strength, it’s about spiritual energy nourishing the body.
There are three thousand avenues, but in the end it is strength. The superior ones prosper and survive forever, while the inferior ones shrink and decline... The science and technology of the five major countries on earth, and the Taoism of the three monarchs and five emperors in this world, are all representatives of them.
"Martial arts is the prototype of the early exploration of Taoism in this world, and its counterpart is the Qi training layer. If you can't enter Taoism through martial arts, the road ends here... The same is true for technology on earth. Without the industrial revolution, it will stop here.
The most profound martial arts masters in the mansion are Jiang Chen and Zhou Ling. One is gifted, the other is pure in mind. They have perfected the practice of the Great Yi Martial Arts - this is the secret tradition that the Great Yi royal family summoned the world's martial arts masters and specially developed the martial arts.
In the ancient times of the earth, this was like a hundred enemies. A master-level figure in martial arts could establish a sect and be famous for future generations. However, when science and technology flourished, he could not defeat five policemen - martial arts was in decline and the country was in decline.
Non-killing skills are useless, but killing skills are too weak
The same is true for the laws of this world. Taking Zhou Ling as an example, her martial arts is the pinnacle of the third level of Qi training when converted into cultivation.
She is considered a genius at the age of fifteen, but she is too low-key to follow Ye Qing. If the truth comes out, who will despise this dull-looking girl?
But being restricted by the prohibitions of heaven and earth and not being able to break through, martial arts will have no way out. This is the same situation as a magician who is not allowed to break through to build a foundation, both of which are considered inferior.
As for Zhou Feng, Zhang Fangbiao, and Hong Zhou, their progress has been gradual, and they have transitioned from the second level to the third level of Qi training... This cannot be said to be not outstanding, but they are more ordinary in comparison.
Compared to warriors, magicians are still a bit higher - they are at the middle level, they can also build foundations, their bodies are perfect and leak-free, and their physical constitution can make up for any damage.
"This is the benefit of the mid-stage exploration of Taoism. Not only can you live a relatively long time, but as long as the mana load is not too heavy, both men and women can delay the aging of their appearance and maintain their combat effectiveness even when they are old. They are even more powerful because of their deep mana."
"As soon as a samurai reaches his prime, his combat effectiveness declines all the way. By the time he is sixty or seventy years old, he only has a few deadly moves."