Chapter 16 The confused Zeng Anmin
"I know this." Zeng Anmin nodded.
"When the seven hundred major acupuncture points are full of literary energy, you can wait for the opportunity. If you have an epiphany, you can fill up the literary energy to open the Zifu. When the Zifu is opened, the seven hundred strands of literary energy will be absorbed into the Zifu and condensed in one place, which is called Haoran Zhengqi."
"At that time, it could be called the Purple Mansion Realm."
"This is the first three levels of my Confucian and Taoist scholars."
"Later, there will be third-level middle and upper-level grades. However, I am not very talented and have little knowledge, so I cannot enlighten you."
When Zhang Lun said this, he said calmly: "If you want to know, I will ask Master tomorrow and I will answer it for you."
"No, no, no."
Zeng Anmin saluted Zhang Lun seriously and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Tongyu!"
For the first time, he felt warmth from a stranger.
Zhang Lun smiled and helped Zeng Anmin up and said: "Quan Fu, a wise brother, there is no need to belittle oneself. A quarter of an hour of enlightenment is destined to become a great Confucian in the future. We will encourage you together on the road in the future."
"Brother, it took me a whole day to realize the literary spirit."
"Haha."
Zeng Anmin raised his head and asked pretending to be confused:
"Today I was looking through the books in the library, and there was a book called "Confucianism and Martial Arts". The content said that Confucianism and martial arts cannot be practiced at the same time. I am not very talented and have little understanding of it..."
This is the cliché session.
Zhang Lun's eyes flashed with an understanding smile, and he chuckled:
"Brother Yu Quan also had this intention."
"It was only after I learned about it later that I stopped thinking about it."
"Oh?" Zeng Anmin looked confused.
But there was a slight movement in my heart, anticipating Zhang Lun's voice.
"In fact, "Confucianism and Martial Arts" has already told us the answer at the beginning."
"To be a Confucian scholar, you need to cultivate literary spirit, but literary spirit and martial arts atmosphere are two extremely incompatible atmospheres."
"Even Brother Yu has thought that after opening the Zifu, the literary energy will gather in the Zifu and turn into awe-inspiring righteousness, and then start the path of practicing martial arts..."
Having said this, Zhang Lun smiled and shook his head:
"It's just that this method is too naive."
Zeng Anmin's heart sank slightly.
But his expression remained unchanged and he asked: "Why?"
"Although Wen Qi has returned to Zifu, the acupuncture points all over my body have been washed away by Wen Qi. If I rashly introduce the martial arts aura into my body, my body will explode and die..."
"The opposite is also true. Martial arts also require the essence of martial arts to be infused into the acupuncture points. The same is true when you turn to Confucianism."
"Although Brother Yu doesn't know whether the awe-inspiring righteousness condensed by literary energy can be tolerated by the true energy of martial arts."
"But since ancient times, everyone has practiced step by step, step by step. How can anyone start by directly opening up the realm of Zifu?"
Zhang Lun laughed when he said this. He looked at Zeng Anmin and asked:
"You think so?"
"Ah?! Ah! Yes, yes..."
Zeng Anmin's smile felt a little guilty.
……
Zhang Lun is an excellent teacher. He is very patient when explaining. Even when he encounters something he doesn't understand, he will explain it slowly, break it up, mash it up, and feed it to you bit by bit.
After a conversation, Zeng Anmin developed a great liking for Zhang Lun.
Very knowledgeable.
Excellent patience.
A child from a poor family.
Be diligent, cautious and respectful.
……
In short, it makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they will have a good impression of them unconsciously.
"Master, it's getting late, it's time to go."
Dachun stood cautiously outside the door, bent over and leaned towards the door.
He is taller than the door...
It turned out that without even realizing it, I had been chatting with Zhang Lun for so long.
Zeng Anmin came to his senses in a daze, stood up and smiled at Zhang Lun: "Brother Tongyu, why don't you come here today?"
Zhang Lun looked at the sky outside, his face a little dazed.
I never thought that time would pass so quickly.
"Okay, let's talk tomorrow."
Zhang Lun stood up, simply packed up the book box, and headed out.
…………
Walking on the road, Zeng Anmin's eyes sparkled.
We talked about so much today, but for him, there was only one important point!
Even Zhang Lun had already given him the answer.
We only need to work backwards to draw a conclusion:
"When I cultivate literary energy, I do not cultivate it from within my body, but from the space of the sea of self-consciousness." "There is no literary energy left in the body."
"In other words, even if you practice martial arts, there is no conflict!"
……
After Zeng Anmin figured this out, he couldn't resist the urge in his heart!
"Even if the martial arts aura enters the consciousness sea space, there will be no conflict, because by then, my literary aura has already become a great righteousness!"
"Whether Haoran's righteousness and martial arts true energy are compatible... There is no need to worry about this. After all, there are many rumors in this world. Many Confucian and Taoist scholars have breathed Haoran's righteousness into the bodies of martial arts experts to heal their wounds..."
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath and buried this idea in his heart.
This kind of thing must be done secretly and cannot be discovered.
His eyes sparkled.
"The next step is to get started with martial arts."
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"Master, I'm hungry..."
Qi Dachun's voice sounded silly.
Hearing this voice, Zeng Anmin wanted to slap himself.
yes! Aren’t you just guarding the treasure mountain in vain without knowing it? ?
"Hungry? Okay! You can eat whatever you want!!"
Zeng Anmin was in a good mood, and with a wave of his hand, he took Qi Dachun to the dining hall.
……
It's night.
Lying on the bed, Zeng Anmin carefully recalled Dachun's silly words.
"There are two methods of martial arts."
"The first way is to find a Qi-Bleeding Picture Book and practice according to the postures on the Qi-Bleeding Picture."
"But the second type is me. I remember my dad stretched out his hand and pressed a few times on my back, and I could feel a warm current..."
Where can he find a martial arts master who can press his back a few times? !
Therefore, the four words "Qi Entrainment Catalog" became what Zeng Anmin needed to consider next.
……
Tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, Zeng Anmin immersed his consciousness in his own sea of consciousness.
At this time, the consciousness sea space was still shrouded in purple mist.
In the middle is the shadow of the Kanlong Picture.
On the right is his condensed literary spirit.
Today, Zhang Lun also gave him an answer. In order for literary energy to be condensed into awe-inspiring righteousness, seven hundred and twenty steps are needed.
So he only needs to study step by step, and he will soon be able to cultivate Haoran Zhengqi.
As for the left...
"Buzz~"
An extremely gorgeous short knife was suspended there.
The blade is not long, only about two feet.
But the sharp edge on the blade that people dare not look directly at is filled with cold air.
With just one glance, you can feel the frightening power within it.
[(Silver) Martial Arts Weapon: Instantly obtain a martial arts weapon (will be delivered directly to a safe location)]
Zeng Anmin never imagined that the safe location mentioned by the system was actually in his own sea of consciousness space.
However, being able to avoid being discovered is his absolute trump card.
Zeng Anmin walked around in the middle of the sea of consciousness.
Preparing to exit the space and sleep.
His body suddenly froze!
His face looked extremely dull!
His eyes were fixed on the phantom of the dragon survey in front of him.
【When the sea reaches the end, the sky is the shore; when the mountains reach the top, I am the peak. 】
This sentence is correct from what I wrote last time.
It’s just the sentence above [One arm can destroy the eternity, but I will rule the Kyushu]...
Gone! ! !
Instead, there is a sentence:
【What a poem! Are you a Confucian cultivator from the Northern Holy Kingdom? ? ! 】
A chill went straight into Zeng Anmin's neck.
This...
What is going on? ! !
(End of chapter)