The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 538 "Feminist Pioneer" Nie Xiaoqian

The face of the person in the painting changed, and her eyes wandered from side to side. With such a guilty look, it would be an overestimation to say that she is acting.

It's like a fledgling teenager who is at a loss after being caught and hurting his feet.

"Brother...Brother, what are you talking about...What are you talking about?"

"I don't quite understand...!"

Superficial, crude, youthful... In short, anyone with a little bit of logical ability can see the lies of the person in the painting at this moment, let alone the two people present! ~
"Om~~!"

With a soft moan, the air suddenly trembled violently, and the sharp and piercing sword intent rose from Pang Qingyang's body, turning into a unparalleled sword force to bully the person in the painting.

"How long are you going to hold my face?!"

Pang Qingyang didn't use half of the sword qi and sword gang, just the sword intent enveloped him, causing the expression of the person in the painting to become terrified.

She seemed to see a heaven-penetrating divine sword, carrying the power to destroy everything, and she seemed to see her own future pierced by this divine sword...

die!Really will die~!

It is death that can completely destroy one's spirituality~! !
"...Forgive me...!"

The person in the painting was shaking with fright, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth.

Hong Kang gestured with his eyes: "Qingyang."

The sword intent to destroy everything disappeared immediately, and the person in the painting couldn't help but staggered and fell to the ground.

"Tell me about your background."

The person in the painting muttered: "I... I have no background~!"

Seeing Hong Kang's plain eyes sweeping towards him, the person in the painting feels that he is facing the vast dragon.

"I'm not lying, I really don't know where I came from...!"

Hong Kang thought for a while and changed the question.

"Is this magical brush your body?"

The man in the painting nods.

"Then when did you become conscious?"

"I... I can't remember clearly, more than ten years? Decades?"

Pang Qingyang said in a clear voice: "Brother, this monster's mind is low, it seems useless, it's better to let me kill it with a sword."

Pang Qingyang felt unhappy when he saw the person in the painting holding his own face and making such an expression.

The person in the painting panicked: "I'm useful, I'm useful!!"

"Everything I draw can become real, gold and silver mountains can be drawn...!"

Hong Kang smiled lightly: "How long can it last? Can it exist forever?"

The person in the painting bowed his head: "This..."

In the ensuing cross-examination, Hong Kang found out some information about the person in the painting, or the magic brush.

The origin cannot be tested, because it is from a dead thing to the birth of spiritual light, and then it is unclear how many years before it has complete spiritual wisdom.

But for some reason, this magical brush itself cannot practice like an ordinary monster. It can only improve a little bit when others hold it to write and paint.

Therefore, he himself has been unable to form.

Fortunately, the main body of the magic brush has the ability to "turn the virtual into reality". If someone draws birds and animals with it, he can take the opportunity to shape it and walk around the world.

After a period of time, he returned to his original body after his strength was exhausted.

And limited by the objects he lends shape to, the power he can exert is also different.

If it is a bird or a beast, he cannot speak human words; only when the object of borrowing form is a human being can he communicate normally with others and possess certain skills.

However, its weakness is also very obvious, that is, it cannot get wet, even if it is a liquid with water. Once it gets wet, it will immediately return to the state of "paper creature".

Eyes flashed in Hong Kang's mind. In the legend, there is a technique called "Super Beast False Painting", which has a very similar effect. Of course, the upper limit of the magic brush's ability is much higher.

The people in the painting have dispersed, Hong Kang stared at the magic brush in his hand, and whispered:

"Could it be that only divine power can be used to activate it?~"

The thought turned.

Hong Kang said: "Qingyang, go and invite Mr. Zhuge and Shuxian."

Pang Qingyang immediately understood what Hong Kang was thinking.

"Brother, do you want to test whether their power can activate the magic brush!?"

Hong Kang nodded and said, "The literati I know are special in their strength."

Whether it's Zhuge Wolong's arrogance of grandeur, or the unique power of the fairy in the book that even Hong Kang can't imitate, they are all extraordinary in nature! !
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After the two came, they drew flowers and plants according to what Hong Kang said, but unfortunately the result was that the flowers and plants were just ordinary flowers and plants, and they did not "turn virtual into reality" or "jump up on paper".

"Can it only be divine power..."

Hong Kang originally thought that the magic pen would respond to powers like awe-inspiring aura.

With a movement of his eyes, he remembered that An Youyu once drew Taoist talismans with a magical brush in the original track, which was amazingly powerful.

Talisman?

I don't know any Taoist talismans!

With a flash of thought, Hong Kang entered with divine power, raised his pen and drew it flying in the void.

"Crack~!"

A flash of lightning suddenly exploded.

Thunder was born in the void, and the blue and purple light flickered to cover it.

"As expected..."

Hong Kang was slightly happy in his heart.

Then I tried several other powers of rules, and in an instant, various small celestial phenomena such as wind, rain, lightning, hail, frost and snow continuously emerged in the palace, which can be described as a wonderful sight.

Pang Qingyang praised with a smile: "Brother, this is the real pen fall!~"

Hong Kang shook his head and laughed, "It's just a joke!"

For the two of them, this level of small changes in the celestial phenomena is indeed a joke.

Turning the magic pen in his hand, Hong Kang fell into deep thought.

Does this magic pen have any effect on me? !

It is true that he can "turn the virtual into reality", but there is a time limit; he can draw talismans, but it is not in line with his own practice path; and the so-called drawing of living things is just an act of embodying the spirit of this pen... …

In this way, isn't it a "chicken rib"? !

It's right to think about it, the way of good fortune is mysterious and unpredictable, how can it be done with a pen? !

Especially creating creatures out of thin air, that is a real supernatural power and power!

In the world above, he is as strong as a dragon god, who can transform a body with a drop of blood, but can't transform a living being. The consciousness and soul of a living being is really mysterious and unspeakable! ~~
However, in this way, my attunement thoughts will come to an end without a problem.

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Time gradually passed, and the changes in the whole territory of Yangzhou also changed three times a day.

People's livelihood is controlled by Zhuge Wolong, and the strength of the army under his command is gradually expanding. The training of recruits is handed over to those original centurions and chiefs, while other troops almost join hands with the demon and ghost tribes to control the entire territory of Yangzhou. I swept it clean.

When the [Taiping Army] attacked cities and villages, they only wiped out larger areas along the way, some ravines, ponds, remote villages... etc. There must be many omissions in these places.

Those who do a lot of evil, kill, arrest, and labor reform. Anyway, under the [Taipingdao] rule, there is no place for these scum to be arrogant.

In this regard, the people naturally clapped their hands and applauded.

In particular, the people of [Taiping Road] also organized big guys to build mountains and roads, plant food, and let the children of rural people be able to read and write...

The common people are not people who don't know what is good or bad, so such a benevolent army will naturally be supported.

That is, it’s fine for boys to study, but what’s the use of studying for girls?I don't want to get married in the future, and when the time comes, it will be cheaper for her, so why not do more work for the family...!
In fact, this kind of thinking is not only in the ignorant and backward villages, but also some rich businessmen, outsiders, and gentry think so. So many advanced things can't be used, can you still be an official? !

"Mr. Ning, do you think so too?"

Nie Xiaoqian's voice was like pearls, crisp and sweet.

Ning Caichen is a teacher in the academy. Of course, at his age, it is impossible to teach some classics. He just teaches Mengtong how to read and write.

There are men and women in these Mongolian children.

Speaking of which, he was a little envious of the ignorant children he taught. When he saw the textbook "Enlightenment of Sound Rhythm", he was shocked and exclaimed that it would be great if he had been enlightened by this kind of book back then! ~
There are also all kinds of white paper, small brushes, and a comfortable school environment...

Ning Caichen often feels emotional when he thinks of his hardships in studying in those years.

Even though he is less than 20 years old, Ning Caichen feels like he and these children are living in two worlds~!

Listening to Nie Xiaoqian's question and looking at those bright and shining Qiushui pupils with swaying eyes, Ning Caichen's heartbeat speeded up unconsciously.

"This...it is a good thing to be able to read and write, and after a woman reads a book, she can also understand things better..."

"Mr. Ning means that if a woman has not read much, she is an ignorant person?!"

Nie Xiaoqian was not very satisfied with this.

"But since ancient times, the knowledgeable and educated people in the court have been fighting for profit and power. Don't they know that every move of the princes will affect countless people?"

"Even a teenage girl like me understands this simple truth, don't those so-called great scholars understand?!"

Ning Caichen was speechless by these sharp words.

He was even afraid that Nie Xiaoqian would suddenly say that he didn't know how Mr. Ning's order was...

"this and that………"

"Aren't we talking about women's studies, why did they go to court?!"

Seeing Ning Caichen talking about him, Nie Xiaoqian did not "let him go", her delicate nose hummed and continued to output.

"The world is used to shutting women in the kitchen or the boudoir, but marvels at their limited knowledge;"

"It's like breaking a free bird's wings and lamenting that it can't fly!"

"What is the reason for this~?!"

The weather is not hot, it has already entered Mengqiu, but Ning Caichen began to sweat continuously on his forehead.

"Well said!~"

A voice of appreciation came from behind the two.

When the two turned around, they saw a white dress fluttering, as if they wanted to ride the wind and leave.

Nie Xiaoqian exclaimed happily: "Sister Xin, it's you!~"

As he spoke, he trotted over and grabbed Xin Shishiniang's arm, very affectionately.

She had seen how superb this white-clothed sister's skills were, and even Nie Xiaoqian had the idea of ​​following her to practice martial arts, but she didn't know how to persuade her father Nie Mingcheng.

Ning Caichen bowed his hands and said, "Miss Xin."

"Last time, it was thanks to Miss Xin who rescued her, but Ning Caichen hasn't thanked her properly yet."

Xin Shishiniang stretched out her hand and said, "It's just a matter of raising your hand, Mr. Ning doesn't need to care about it."

Then, she looked at Nie Xiaoqian with appreciation and admiration in her eyes.

Although this little human girl doesn't know martial arts or spells, her wisdom and insight are amazing. What Xin Shi Niang said just now couldn't have been said.

"Xiaoqian, what you just said is really good!"

Nie Xiaoqian stuck out her tongue and said, "Actually, I didn't say that. I read it in Xinmin Digest."

Xin Shiniang: "Xinmin Digest?"

She naturally knew about this book. Hu Mei had brought her a few books to relieve her boredom before, but Xin Shishiniang was busy with her practice later, so she didn't read much.

Nie Xiaoqian raised her neck.

Said: "That's right! I remember the author is a man named Qingyang Jun."

"That's what it says in there, ahem..."

"People, there are men and women."

"But if it is said that knowledge is also divided into men and women, how is it possible?"

"Knowledge, there is a difference between high and low."

"Speaking of it, men's knowledge is all lofty, and women's knowledge is all short, isn't it ridiculous?!"

Ning Caichen opened his mouth at the side, as if he was about to speak, but the second daughter didn't pay attention to him at this time.

"If a woman is willing to learn the truth, and is able to come up with reasons beyond the world, I am afraid that men in this world will feel ashamed when they see her."

"However, being ashamed or not doesn't matter much to a real wise man."

"The ones who are ashamed and embarrassing are just those who follow what others say and are prejudiced..."

The more the two girls talked, the more speculative they became, and the more they talked, the more excited they became.

They all ignored that at this moment, there was a living person beside him.

Ning Caichen spoke several times, but was intimidated by the intense emotions of the two of them, and finally na na.

The sun slanted westward.

The sky is dark and the light is red and yellow.

Both of them felt relieved after the discussion.

Nie Xiaoqian stretched her neck and saw Ning Caichen standing aside.

"what!?"

"Mr. Ning, what a coincidence, you are here~!"

Ning Caichen: "Ho ho ho..."

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Standing side by side with the hero, passionate and generous, the soul of the heroine shines in the annals of history, loves the son with love, and ushers in the new sky.Driving cattle to farm, sweating and sowing spring fields, promoting business and industry, spreading wings and flying high in the sky, dancing in ink and abundant poetry gardens, painting scrolls, and colorful heroes.

The red sleeve can hold up half the sky, and discipline the mountains and rivers to change their appearance.

"Xinmin Digest"

(End of this chapter)