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Wenxintang occupies a large area. It is built on a hill, surrounded by trees and a quiet environment.

At this moment, the sound of reading was heard in Wenxintang.

In the past month, there have been 340 people who worshipped under the gate of the Royal Power Mountain. Among them were Fan Zimin's masters of Qi pulse, and also nearby orphans who were helpless.

The people of the whole kingship, including Jiang Tingting, Zhang Haohao, Yan Kaiyu, and Tieshan, have lessons in daily work except martial arts.

Reading a book with wisdom, you can really reach the top of the world, not to mention reading poetry, at least it cannot be illiterate.

The person who teaches literacy and hyphenation is the gentleman who is invited. It doesn't need to learn how high it is.

On this day, An Qisheng calmly moved, came down the mountain, and came to Wenxintang.

Stomp ~

In the questioning hall, more than 300 people sat in turn, all of them sitting in a serious position, meticulously watching An Qisheng walking up to the podium.

Except for a few of them, most of them did not know that it was the King of Taoism who was teaching the king.

But it was hard to worship under the gate of the royal road, and naturally no one would slack off.

Although he didn't know him, it was only a gentleman. Some people who recognized him, some were restless, didn't know what he was doing here.

An Qisheng stood on the podium, and more than 300 people from the entire Wenxintang came into his eyes at the same time, and their instincts and scattered thoughts flowed through him.

He did not use Tao power to drive Tao Yitu, but the strange effect produced by the interweaving of his own mind's grasp of heaven and earth information and the technique of hope and qi.

The improvement of the realm is never just the strength and strength of the body, but all aspects.

Han taste palace can play military and national games, victory and defeat, An Qisheng naturally can do the same at this time, even if the soul touches the context of the world, he can see more than Han taste palace.

However, compared to Tao Yitu, a person's destiny can be written in written form. At this time, he can't do it.

After quietly glancing at the people in the heart hall, An Qisheng said lightly:

"You all want to learn martial arts, what do you think, martial arts?"

Martial arts, what is it?

There was a silence in Wenxintang first, and then some self-talking sounded.

An Qisheng just listened quietly, until he said nothing to himself, he looked at Yan Kaiyu:

"Kaiyu, you answer."

Yan Kaiyu was born in Longmen, and his uncle was the best Yan fanatic in the world. He dominated Youzhou. There was no one in the field better than him.

"Yes."

Yan Kaiyu replied, stood up, and looked around: "Martial arts is the foundation of life, is to protect yourself from being hurt, and is a means to dominate your destiny!"

"You sit down."

An Qisheng did not comment, but turned to Tieshan again:

"You speak."

"Yes."

As soon as Tieshan stood up, he immediately stood up and said, "Wu Gong is violence, killing, affection, means for the weak to protect themselves, and a way for the strong to oppress the weak. It can also be used to maintain order and maintain Weak power! "

"You sit down."

An Qisheng's face was dull, and then he asked dozens of people including Fan Zimin, Jiang Tingting, Zhang Haohao.

The answer is either to martial arts, to get rid of violence, to be happy, or to wealth, money, and so on.

An Qisheng didn't say right or wrong, but looked backwards. A child with a thin yellow skin and a little timidity:

"Li Ergou, you speak."

"what?"

The child was startled, could not help but want to escape in the eyes of everyone, but still stood up and trembled: "Return, Mr. Hui, 俺, 俺 think that the martial arts function allows 俺 to have enough food"

Laughed.

Many people in the heart can't help laughing out loud.

Li Ergou's laughter was even more trembling.

"Good boy, you speak very well."

No, An Qisheng did not smile, his eyes gently looked at Li Ergou:

"You sit down first."

Li Ergou felt the mild eyes, and his body did not tremble anymore, but felt a warm current flowing to his heart, and could not help but shed tears.

"You're all right, and you're not comprehensive enough."

After scanning everyone in the heart of the heart, after all of them looked completely, An Qisheng said lightly:

"Xiaxia is martial arts, maintaining weak is martial arts, bullying is good, and clever wins are also martial arts. In the end, martial arts is a skill and technology, and there is no need to add more subjective imagination."

His voice is not high or low, but it seems to be able to reach people's hearts, making many people startled.

Obviously, I have never heard the words 'skills' and 'techniques', but naturally understand the truth.

"The one who has mastered high-strength technology is the strong, and the one who has not mastered, or the poorly learned, is the weak. This is actually very unreasonable, but it is a fact."

An Qisheng's voice was flat and quietly told:

"This technique is not limited to martial arts, historical sub-sets, art of war, phase art, and even carpenter work.

Ordinary people, in order to learn a carpenter job, still have to be an apprentice, three years of apprenticeship, two years of apprenticeship, before the saddle, after the horse, pour tea, because you do not want, you want to learn, so you are the weak, you have to handle anyone.

Just like a mountain forest, tigers with minions can feed on cattle and sheep, and cattle and sheep can also eat grass and trees that cannot move.

Just like that, you have to sit down and listen to me. "

The understatement of what he said was suddenly heavy in the hearts of those present, because it was indeed a fact.

"This is technology and the true meaning of martial arts."

An Qisheng tapped on the podium gently:

"The strong are in control of the technology, and the weak have to bow their heads. They are as small as individuals, gangs, as big as the country, and their ancestors. This is the case for the strong. Stuff, technology. "

"Mr!"

Another person raised his hand high, and after getting the answer, stood up: "If the weak have mastered martial arts and technology, wouldn't there be no weak in the world?"

"Then you learn martial arts fast, or Yan Kaiyu learns martial arts fast?"

An Qisheng asked back.

"Uh"

The child was speechless at once, and then asked again, "Sir, if everyone learns everything fast and everything is the same, wouldn't all the world be strong?"

"Neither will that."

An Qisheng shook his head:

"Because there is a system."

"What is a system?"

The child asked again.

"That's something to talk about in the future. Now, you just need to understand what martial arts are, and that's enough."

An Qisheng stood on the podium, overlooking the crowd, saying:

"After this lesson, everyone wrote three thousand words of experience, tell me what do you think is martial arts, what is the strong, what is the weak, what is the gap between the strong and the weak!"

"Three thousand words ?!"

There was an uproar in Qinxintang.

It was Tieshan, Yan Kaiyu and others, all of whom were as big as buckets.

There are too many three thousand characters, so the fairy can write three thousand characters.

In the following days, he no longer retreats. He dies at sunset every day and rises at sunrise. In addition to instructing three disciples to practice martial arts, he lectures in the heart of the mountain.

He went to lecture every ten days, and as time went by, more and more people asked the heart.

In a flash, half a year passed.

A heavy snow swept across, and there was a slump in the sky.

It was another winter solstice.

On the top of the holy mountain of Liu prison, the endless ice wind roars in the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

Mrs. Bai Lian, who hit the white veil, stood on the top of a cliff, silently watching Pang Wanyang sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds, floating with the Japanese.

Qimai can stand against the sky, and Shenmai can walk against the sky, but the human heart is limited, and the true Qi is not infinite. Even if she walks in the air for several days, it is important to land.

Pang Wanyang has been sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds for more than a year.

Even if he was pregnant with Sheng Dan, he didn't need to eat, which was shocking enough.

Huh ~

Suck ~

Pang Wanyang's steady breathing sounded from time to time in the rolling icy wind of the sea of ​​clouds.

Every time I think of it, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling more and more violently.

"Heavenly man, heavenly man"

At one moment, a long sigh echoed between the clouds and the sea, and the regret contained in it made Mrs. Bai Lian's heart feel uncomfortable.

In her eyes, Pang Wanyang's clothes fluttered, and it seemed that they might disappear into the clouds at any time.

It seemed more and more unfathomable.

In the sea of ​​clouds, Pang Wanyang slowly opened his eyes, and his bright eyes looked at Mrs. Bai Lian:

"I'll wait for you."

Mrs. Bai Lian shook her head slightly and said she didn't care.

Then, he bowed slightly, and told about the major events in the world since his retreat for more than a year:

"More than a year ago, the Golden Wolf State and Dafeng stopped to make peace, and the conflict between the Zhuanlun Temple and the Golden Wolf King's Court has not been set off.

"A year ago, Mu Qingfeng seemed to be out of customs."

"The monk Yixiu is said to have left."

"Six months ago, the mad fanatic ascended the King Power Mountain. On that day, thunderclouds rolled over the King Power Mountain, and some people saw the black and white on the King Power Mountain.

"Tai Chi diagram?"

Hearing the black and white interweaving on the top of the King Power Mountain, Pang Wanyang's eyes suddenly calmed down, and then he calmed down again:

"It really made him so"

There was some fluctuation in his tone, it seemed a little stunned, and it seemed a little regretful.

"Neither the mad fanatics nor the princely monarchs have spread any words. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is just a comparison made by him. As for what Tai Chi picture"

Mrs. Bai Lian shook her head slightly. She didn't believe that the sun and the sun were one.

From ancient times to the present, how can we say the same day?

"In his God's will, there is no problem with Yin Shen's tricks. It is to follow the way of the sun, and it is also a perfect grasp to form a vein. This is not surprising."

An obscure light flashed in Pang Wanyang's eyes:

"Yin and Yang unite, Tai Chi, if he succeeds, if he succeeds"

Mrs. Bai Lian's heart was shocked and a little surprised.

For decades, she has never heard such a big mood swing in Pang Wanyang's voice.

"I'm really looking forward"

With a sigh, the sea of ​​clouds turned, but Pang Wanyang had disappeared into the clouds.