"What exactly happened here? Why are there withered and yellow bamboo leaves everywhere around Zhang Xiao?"
A drake's voice sounded in the bamboo forest, and Zhao Hei's fat body first appeared in the bamboo forest.
"Is this, the breath of autumn killing that fills the bamboo forest, the legendary Meng Qiu Divine Art?"
The fan with white cursive writing on it was gently opened. Senior Tao Chan looked at the space in a daze, and was also a little surprised.
"Meng Qiu Divine Technique?"
Zhao Hei and Ye Qingni looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.
"Yes, it is indeed the Meng Qiu Divine Art."
Zhang Xiao slowly turned around and looked at the three people around him. With his face filled with joy, he nodded and smiled at Tao Chan.
"The senior's vision is really good. He recognized him at a glance."
"Oh? Is it really the Meng Qiu Divine Art? Then I want to try it."
The white figure swayed, and like a cloud of smoke, Tao Zai stretched out the short fan in his hand and pointed it straight at Zhang Xiao.
Buzzing, thick literary energy emerged on the short fan, Zhang Xiao's eyes condensed, this momentum was probably not an ordinary true martial arts state.
Phew, he raised his right fist flat, a faint sense of murder came over him, wanting to kill all the vitality.
Boom, buzz, a strange sound sounded at the intersection of the fan and the fist, and Zhang Xiao raised his eyebrows.
Step by step, the two people were confused and retreated towards the rear in unison.
With this retreat, Tao Chan was half a step ahead of Zhang Xiao!
Huh, I noticed the chilling aura that was constantly impacting on my body. In Tao Shao's body, a faint literary rhyme surged, quickly suppressing this aura.
Small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Tao Zhan looked at Zhang Xiao slightly absentmindedly and nodded seriously.
"Meng Qiu's Divine Art is truly worthy of its reputation."
"Haha, even Senior Tao Chan can't stop Zhang Xiao. It seems that we can go sideways in Yunjuan Academy from now on!"
Zhao Hei's fat body trembled, and the few hairs left on his head swayed desperately as his fat body trembled.
Looking up at the faintly suppressed Tao Chan, Zhao Hei's unique male duck voice sounded somewhat arrogantly.
"Haha, fat man, you are wrong if you think so."
Phew, Tao Zai moved his right hand slightly, suddenly opened the white folding fan, shook his head slightly and looked at a few people.
"There are thousands of people in the county courtyard, but they are not all the princesses who only know how to play around."
"There are many people who are higher than me in the academy, for example, our Mr. Qi...!"
When Tao Zhan said the three words "Master Qi", his body could not help but tremble slightly, and his eyes showed some fear.
Um?
Zhang Xiao looked at Tao Zai's expression and asked incredulously.
"Master Qi? What's his name? To make you fear him so much? He must have extraordinary skills!"
"Haha, his full name is not important. Maybe you will like him more after you have met him."
"It's just Zhang Xiao, I have a question for you."
"Oh? What's the problem? Just ask me, senior!"
Step, Zhao Hei's fat body took a steady step, squeezed between the two of them, and his unique voice sounded again.
"That's right, Senior Tao Chan doesn't need to be polite to us, just treat us as our brothers!"
Tao Zhan looked at the familiar fat man, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"I wonder if Junior Zhang Xiao knows that it is written in the grand ceremony above the attic that Jingwei holds the title of Weimu and is related to Xingtianwu. Which great god are Jingwei and Xingtian?"
"This? You don't know this?"
When Zhang Xiao heard this, he was stunned at this moment.
If things on the blue planet don't exist, why does this poem survive?
Since this poem has survived, Tao Chan, a descendant of the Tao family, does not know the fundamentals of things? This is too abnormal!
"Um."
Tao Zhan nodded lightly, turned to look at Zhang Xiao, and said calmly.
"For countless years, we have used this poem as a method of visualization. Our teachers also guided us to turn courage into tiny bricks in our minds and fill it into the sea of consciousness."
"However, only masters in the Yuanfa realm can open up the sea of consciousness. And those of us in the Zhenwu realm have no choice but to use the power of our spirit to gather our allies and increase our attack power in our minds!"
"this…."
At this moment, Zhang Xiao was stunned.
Integrating this poem into the practice of cultivation is actually like this. But if you say it is wrong, something seems wrong.
"Well, senior, your statement is more in line with the current practice facts. However, I read it in a book, but it has a different meaning."
"Jingwei was originally the daughter of a great god, just like Emperor Ming. One day she was playing in the sea and drowned by the sea water, so she often picked up wood and rocks from the Western Mountains in her mouth to fill the sea."
"Xing Tian, he is a god of war. After his head was beheaded by the Emperor of Heaven, he used his breasts as eyes and danced till death, and the battle continued."
"In fact, his inner spirit is that he has nothing to fear in life and has nothing to regret after death. The fight will not stop, and the will to fight will never be extinguished."
profound….
"I see!"
Tao Chan and Zhao Hei nodded in unison, suddenly enlightened.
"Zhang Xiao, I think something is not quite right!"
At this moment, Ye Qingni, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"Huh? Sister Qingni, what's wrong?"
Zhang Xiao looked at the familiar and beautiful face, and couldn't help but his tone became gentle.
"Your father has never seen you in fifteen years, why did he come to see you suddenly?"
"Not only that, but I also passed on to you the Tang family's supreme secret book, the Meng Qiu Divine Secret."
"It came so suddenly and strangely, didn't you have any doubts?"
Ye Qingni frowned slightly, looking into Zhang Xiao's clean eyes, feeling worried.
"Sister Qingni, it shouldn't be the case. After all, he is my father. Back then, my mother was a little sorry for them, which is why the Tang Mansion treated me..."
"What? Your mother can't help them? Is this what Tang Zichen said?"
With a raised eyebrow, Ye Qingni looked at Zhang Xiao, full of surprise and disgust.
"Huh? Isn't that true, Sister Qingni?"
Zhang Xiao's eyes were a little dodged, and he turned to look at Yunjuan Lake in the distance, feeling a little sad.
"Isn't it nice to have one more relative? Over the years, I have almost forgotten what he looks like!"
"this…!"
Ye Qingni was about to speak, but found that Zhang Xiao, who was a little lonely, swallowed all the words that came to his lips deeply.
But those smart eyes were filled with endless worry.
"Ahem, there shouldn't be any problem, right? I haven't heard of anything dangerous about Meng Qiu's Divine Art!"
Zhao Hei's comforting voice sounded, but it made Ye Qingni frown!
"It shouldn't be dangerous? Have you practiced or something?"
Forehead!
Zhao Hei touched his forehead in embarrassment and quickly turned his gaze to the attic.
"Oh, by the way, Zhang Xiao, this incident made Teacher Fan very angry and punished us all by going to the attic to copy books."
"Without further delay, you go quickly!"
Zhao Hei gasped in fear and looked at Zhang Xiao hurriedly.
"Now that I know it's urgent, why should I have gone already?"
Ye Qingni looked at Zhao Hei angrily again, with no good expression on his face.
Four figures hurriedly disappeared into the green bamboo forest. Each bamboo leaf fell behind. No human voice was heard, and the bamboo forest became even quieter.
Ga….
Deep in the green bamboo forest, the small door of the bamboo building slowly opened, making a gentle sound.
Instructor Wen's young face appeared in the bamboo courtyard.
A pair of extremely intelligent eyes looked at Zhang Xiao's retreating figure, thinking thoughtfully about something.
After a long time, Instructor Wen pressed the seal in his hand.
Whisping, the thick vitality condensed into the shape of a little bird, its wings fluttering in the hands of Teacher Wen.
Buzz, a streak of light passed through the green bamboo forest, and the vitality bird rose into the sky and disappeared in an instant.
Teacher Wen looked at the disappearing bird with a complicated look in his eyes.
He shook his head slowly, turned around and entered the bamboo building again. After gently closing the bamboo door, he never walked out again.
…
"Meet Teacher Fan!"
Zhang Xiao, Ye Qingni, and Zhao Hei stood respectfully in front of the attic and saluted seriously.
"Oh, you're finally here? I'm planning to pick you up with a torch. I'm afraid you won't see the road and fall into Yunjuan Lake!"
"As for Teacher Fan's place, even though it's afternoon, the setting sun is still strong and hanging over there!"
Zhao Hei brought his fat face slightly closer and looked at Teacher Fan with a playful smile, trying to please him.
"Oh? You mean I'm wrong? Come on, come on, we young people now have completely forgotten all the words of rites. Come in and copy the first volume of the Book of Rites verbatim!"
"Wow... Tutor, the first volume has more than a thousand words, you want to copy me to death!"
Zhao Hei's painful wailing sound echoed in the attic, causing all the students who were copying books to whimper in low voices.
"Why are you arguing? Zhang Xiao, you are the culprit. Copy all the books in the library for me!"
"All?" Zhang Xiao suddenly looked at his mentor in shock, with countless Three-Character Sutras churning in his heart.
"Haha, Teacher Fan is indeed fair and just."
Before Teacher Fan could speak, all the Yunjuan students cheered in unison.