I have many teachers

Chapter 48 The Day of Practice
On the second day, Wang Anfeng gave Uncle Li the Buddhist beads given by Yuan Ci and Mr. Ying's painting scroll.

It was originally a sunny day today, but there was a sound like a long sword splitting the air, and everyone in the entire Daliang Village felt a chill on their backs and their scalps tingled for an instant, but in an instant, they were warmed by the gentle and upright voice like the sun. Shrouded in qi, I only felt that the momentary horror was just an illusion.

The melodious piano sound under the big locust tree stopped abruptly.

Jiang Shouyi frowned slightly, looked at the still ordinary sky, and said softly:
"There is a way in heaven and earth, plain shoes, no blame."

The sound vibrated away, and the heaven and earth that had been solidified by the qi turned back to normal. The sword qi soared into the sky, and the light and grandeur slowly disappeared. Only the blue sky in autumn remained as usual, and the sound of the zither reappeared, still quiet, attracting the birds to stop.

In the old house at the entrance of the village, the scroll on the table is unrolled, and the landscape is splashed with ink on it.

Li Qidao looked at the painting scroll filled with sword energy, expressing the mountains and rivers in his chest, his brows became tighter, and he looked at the Buddha beads that were as warm as the morning sun, faintly cleansing his body, hesitated for a while, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Come on, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren... With the owner of this bead around, there shouldn't be any problems with Feng'er's body."

Putting away the Buddhist beads in a low voice, the old man glanced sideways at the magnificent splashed ink landscape, and grinned faintly seeing the anger in it.With a flick of his hand, he put this treasured painting scroll directly in the wine tank, leaned on the recliner, took a sip of the dirty wine, squinted his eyes comfortably, and said leisurely:

"This is the painting...it's so ugly, it's an eyesore."

"The person who paints should also be very down-to-earth..."

"It should be more resistant to beating."

As if thinking that the painter was beaten out of his wits by a wave of thunder, the old man took a sip of his wine and laughed lightly.

After that day, Wang Anfeng fell into extreme training. I don't know if it was his illusion. The chains on his body seemed to be getting heavier, but when climbing the mountain, his endurance seemed to be slowly improving, and he did not completely lose consciousness before. , I just thought it was my own illusion.

After daily training, when I pass by Jiang Shouyi's door, I will always be invited in, drink a cup of tea, listen to the sound of the piano, and chat for a few words. I feel something in my heart every time, but I don't understand it. Jiang Tianhong became more and more respectful, and Jiang Tianhong, who could get a moment of relaxation when he visited, became closer to him.

And on the eighth day after Wang Anfeng returned to Daliang Village, Jiang Shouyi built a small study hall in the village. He didn't stop repairing it, but if you are interested, you can come and listen, explain Chinese characters, and use it in your spare time. Then he talked about some leisurely and ordinary truths, but within a few days, the villagers respected this learned gentleman very much, and his status was even faintly higher than that of the elders in the village.

Therefore, every day when classes are over, someone will bring some local products to Jiang Shouyi's family.

Jiang Shouyi, who was wearing a wide robe and belt, put down the scroll in his hand, glanced at the villagers who had already been waiting under the locust tree, and said softly:

"That's all for today. After you go home, you can review it individually."

"Thank you sir."

Sparsely, seven or eight children stood up, cupped their fists and saluted Jiang Shouyi respectfully. Jiang Shouyi also put down his scrolls, got up and watched them go out.

Wen Sheng politely declined the kindness of those enthusiastic villagers who wanted to send vegetables and chickens, and Jiang Shoufang turned around and entered the door and sat in front of the desk until he watched the figures of these villagers disappear in the street.

The beautiful woman poured him a cup of tea and said softly:

"We've been here for a month or so."

Knowing what she meant, Jiang Shou nodded slightly and said:
"Indeed... stay for another two months, and then I will leave."

"Use the melody of the piano to open up their spiritual wisdom, and my Confucian enlightenment technique of teaching the Dharma is enough for them to take the first step... What happens after that depends on their own choices. Only those who can flap their wings can go straight to the sky. .”

"It's just...you and Tianhong suffer."

Jiang Shouyi sighed softly, and there was a little more apology in the eyes of the woman. The latter pursed her lips and chuckled, looked at Jiang Shouyi, showing two charming looks, and said:

"Why, don't you regret it... You said it back then. Although the world is stubborn and stupid, but one less ignorant person can have one more person with wisdom. Even if this body is insignificant, I will never give up in this life..."

Jiang Shou was slightly stunned, looking at the woman in front of him, and suddenly thought of the young scholar who scolded the rich and powerful in the hall, and had a wild demeanor. In a flash, it has been more than 20 years, but these words still have not been forgotten, laughing smiled and said:
"Don't give in to the teacher, let alone the king..."

The corners of the beautiful woman's lips were slightly raised, and she said with a smile:

"This is the Master Shouyi back then..."

Jiang Shouyi laughed dumbfounded, but the woman asked again:

"Since the beginning of the month, I have seen that everyone in Daliang Village has ordinary talents, but Wang Anfeng, what do you think of him?"

Jiang Shou recalled the familiar young man, and said with a smile: "Anfeng in Daliang Village is like a cone in your pocket, and you will surely stand out in the future..."

"It's a pity that such rough jade already has a master's inheritance. Otherwise, if I practice my Confucianism, I will be a great Confucian in 40 years and educate the world, just like entering the Taoist door. Sweep away the demons."

The woman's expression was slightly startled, and said: "You think so highly of him?"

Jiang Shou nodded and sighed:

"With his heart and nature, if he doesn't die young, he will become a master in the future."

"Looking at all living beings in this world, you are a world of mortals."

"It's a pity..."

On Daliang Mountain, Wang Anfeng, who had already swallowed the last qi pill, let out a yell, and threw out his right fist flatly. After getting rid of the previous dryness, it is really like the Yangtze River, vast and thick.

The fist landed heavily on the center of the trunk of the old tree, and there was only a muffled sound. The old tree fell heavily and slowly, sending out a wave of dust and air. Wang Anfeng got up, breathed a sigh of relief, and frowned slightly as he looked at his right fist. , said in a low voice:

"Mr. Jiang said that it is ordinary and natural. This energy itself is produced by myself, but why I still can't control it, and can't reach the proper state..."

"Every time a punch is punched, there is always an internal shock."

"If every part of the force is directed towards one place, it should be stronger."

When he was meditating and frowning, the sound of heavy footsteps suddenly sounded from the jungle behind him. The boy thought it was other woodcutters returning from logging. He turned around to say hello, but another gust of wind rushed towards his face, his heart stopped suddenly, and he rolled backwards violently. The wind brushes against the body.

Boom!

The old tree beside him burst open, and Wang Anfeng punched the thick wood that was about to be smashed for an hour or two, but four huge cracks were caught in an instant. The cracks were so sharp that the boy's pupils suddenly contracted. A giant beast has already stepped out slowly, its eyes locked on the young man, and sticky saliva dripped from the fangs.

"Hoohooho!!"

A dull roar resounded through the forest, startling a mountain bird.

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