Great Dao Ji

Wenxintang occupies a large area and is built against a mountain. It is surrounded by trees and has a quiet environment.

At this time, the sound of reading loudly came from the Wenxin Hall.

In the past month, a total of 340 people have come to worship at the gate of Wangquan Mountain. Among them are Qi masters like Fan Zimin, as well as helpless orphans nearby.

The entire Wang Quan Dao people, including Jiang Tingting, Zhang Haohao, Yan Kaiyu, and Tieshan, apart from working and practicing martial arts, attend classes every day.

If one can truly become the best in the world by reading books, he or she will not be illiterate unless he has read enough poems and books.

The person who teaches literacy and digitization is an invited gentleman. There is no need to be very knowledgeable, it is enough to just follow the script.

On this day, An Qisheng was very quiet and thought about it, so he went down the mountain and came to Wenxin Hall.

Tap tap tap~~~

In the Wenxin Hall, more than 300 people were sitting one after another, all sitting upright, looking at An Qisheng meticulously as he walked up to the podium.

Except for a few of them, most of them didn't know that the person giving lectures to them was Wang Quan Taoist, the master of Wang Quan Dao.

But after finally becoming a disciple of Wang Quan Dao, no one will slack off.

Although they didn't know him, they just thought he was sir. However, a few people who recognized him were a little restless and didn't know what he was doing here.

An Qisheng stood on the podium, and the entire Wenxin Hall of more than 300 people came into his sight at the same time, and their character and scattered thoughts flowed through his heart.

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 the information of heaven and earth and the Qi-gazing technique.

The improvement of realm is never just about the amount of strength or physical strength, but also in all aspects.

Hanchang Palace can deduce military power and national fortunes, as well as the victory or defeat of wars. At this time, An Qisheng can naturally do the same. Even if his mind touches the veins of heaven and earth, he can see more than Hanchang Palace.

However, compared to Dao Yitu who could express a person's destiny into words, he could not do it at this time.

Quietly scanning the people in the hall, An Qisheng said calmly:

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

Martial arts, what is it?

There was silence in the Questioning Hall for a moment, and then some soliloquies started to sound.

An Qisheng just listened quietly, until the muttering to himself stopped, and then he looked at Yan Kaiyu:

"Kaiyu, you answer."

Yan Kaiyu was born in Dalongmen. His uncle was the most powerful Yan fanatic in the world and dominated Youzhou. There was no one in the room with a better background than him.

"yes."

Yan Kaiyu answered, stood up, looked around and said: "Martial arts is the foundation for a life, a way to protect oneself from being hurt by others, and a means to control one's own destiny!"

"Sit down."

An Qisheng was noncommittal and turned to look at Tieshan:

"You tell me."

"yes."

Tieshan was stunned, then stood up, and said with a solemn expression: "Martial arts is violence, killing, and friendship. It is a method for the weak to protect themselves, and it is also a method for the strong to oppress the weak. Similarly, it can also be used to maintain order and maintain order. Weak power!”

"Sit down."

An Qisheng looked calm, and then asked Fan Zimin, Jiang Tingting, Zhang Haohao and more than a dozen people one by one.

The answer may be to act chivalrously, to eliminate violence, or to be happy in the world, or to have wealth, money, etc.

An Qisheng didn't say right or wrong, but looked at the child in the back row, who was sallow and thin, and a little timid:

"Li Ergou, tell me."

"ah?"

The child was startled and couldn't help but want to run away in the eyes of everyone, but he still stood up and said tremblingly: "Hui, Hui, sir, I, I think, learning martial arts will make me full."

The whole room burst into laughter.

Many people in the Wenxin Hall couldn't help laughing.

Li Ergou's body trembled even more when he heard the laughter.

"Good boy, you said it well."

Unexpectedly, An Qisheng did not smile, but looked at Li Ergou with gentle eyes:

"You sit down first."

Feeling the gentle gaze in Li Ergou's eyes, his body no longer trembled. He felt a warm current welling up in his heart, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

"What you said is good, but what you said is not comprehensive enough."

After scanning everyone in the Wenxin Hall one by one, An Qisheng said calmly after everyone looked solemn.

"Martial arts are used to act chivalrously and righteously, to protect the weak is martial arts, to bully the good, and to take advantage of others by clever means is martial arts. But in the final analysis, martial arts is a skill and technology, and there is no need to add more subjective conjectures."

His voice was neither high nor low, but it seemed to go straight into people's hearts, shocking many people's hearts.

I have clearly never heard of the words 'skill' and 'technology', but I naturally understand the meaning.

"Those who have mastered high-power technology are strong, and those who have not mastered it or have not mastered it are weak. This is actually very unreasonable, but it is a fact."

An Qisheng's voice was calm and he spoke quietly:

"This technology is not limited to martial arts, it is also true for classics, art of war, physiognomy, and even carpentry.

Ordinary people, in order to learn a carpentry job, have to be apprentices for three years and two years of apprenticeship. They work in front of the horse and behind the horse, serving tea and pouring water. Because you don't know how, you want to learn, so you are weak and have to follow others' instructions.

Just like in the mountains and forests, tigers with claws and fangs can prey on cattle and sheep, and cattle and sheep can also eat immobile vegetation.

At this time, you should sit down and listen to my lecture. "

He said it in an understatement, but the hearts of those present suddenly felt heavy, because this was indeed the truth.

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

An Qisheng tapped the podium lightly:

"The strong control technology, and the weak must obey orders. This is true for individuals, gangs, countries, and sects. The strong dominate the weak, not because they are naturally strong, but because they have mastered things that the weak have never mastered. Stuff, technology.”

"gentlemen!"

Another person raised his hand high and stood up after receiving the answer: "Then if the weak master martial arts and skills, wouldn't there be no weak in the world?"

"Then are you faster at learning martial arts, or Yan Kaiyu?"

An Qisheng asked back.

"Well"

The child was immediately speechless, and then asked: "Sir, if everyone learned things equally quickly and learned the same things, wouldn't there be strong people in the world?"

"That won't happen either."

An Qisheng shook his head:

"Because there is a system."

“What is a system?”

The child asked again.

"That's something we'll talk about later. For now, you just need to understand what martial arts is, and that's enough."

An Qisheng stood on the podium, looked down at the crowd, and said:

"After this class, everyone will write 3,000 words of their experience, telling me what you think is martial arts, what is strong, what is weak, and what is the gap between strong and weak!"

"Three thousand words?!"

There was an uproar in the Wenxin Hall.

Even Tieshan, Yan Kaiyu and others all have heads as big as buckets.

Three thousand words is too much. Only gods can write three thousand words.

In the following days, he would no longer retreat. He would rest at sunset and rise at sunrise every day. In addition to instructing his three disciples on martial arts practice, he would also give lectures in the Wenxin Hall at the foot of the mountain.

He lectures once every ten days, and as time goes by, the number of people in Wenxintang gradually increases.

In a blink of an eye, another half a year has passed.

A heavy snow swept across, and the world was desolate.

It’s the midwinter solstice again.

On the top of the Six Hells Holy Mountain, the endless ice wind howls in the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

Mrs. Bai Lian, clad in white gauze, stood on the top of the cliff, quietly looking at Pang Wanyang, who was sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds, rising and falling with the sun.

Qi pulses can stand in the air, and divine veins can travel in the air. However, human mental power is limited, and true energy is not infinite. Even if she flies in the air for several days, she still has to land.

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

Even though he possesses the holy elixir and does not need to eat, this is shocking enough.

Phew~

Suck~

Amidst the rolling sea of ​​clouds and fierce icy wind, Pang Wanyang's steady breathing sounded from time to time.

Every time I think about it, the rolling in the sea of ​​clouds becomes more violent.

"God, God"

At a certain moment, a long sigh echoed in the sea of ​​clouds, and the regret contained in it made Mrs. Bai Lian feel uncomfortable.

In her eyes, Pang Wanyang's clothes were flying, as if he might disappear into the clouds at any time.

It seems to be getting more and more unfathomable.

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

"Please wait."

Mrs. Bai Lian shook her head slightly to show that she didn't care.

Then, he bowed slightly and told about the major events that had happened in the world since he had been in seclusion for more than a year:

"More than a year ago, the Golden Wolf Kingdom and Dafeng made peace without starting a war. The conflict between the Zhuanlun Temple and the Golden Wolf Royal Court has been highlighted."

"One year ago, Mu Qingfeng seemed to have left isolation."

"Monk Ikkyu is said to have already left."

"Half a year ago, Kuangtu Yan climbed up to Kingquan Mountain. On that day, thunderclouds rolled over the top of Kingquan Mountain, and some people saw black and white intertwined on the top of Wangquan Mountain."

"Tai Chi diagram?"

Hearing the intertwining of black and white on the top of Wangquan Mountain, Pang Wanyang's eyes suddenly condensed, and then calmed down:

"He actually made it happen"

There were some fluctuations in his tone, as if he was a little surprised and a little regretful.

"Neither Yan Kuangtu nor Taoist Wang Quan have anything to say, but he has forged divine veins. As for the Tai Chi diagram"

Mrs. Bai Lian shook her head slightly. She didn't believe in the union of lunar and sun.

Throughout the ages, has there ever been a saying that the sun and the moon are in the same sky?

"With his divine will, there is no problem for Yin Shen to leave the body. Even if he follows the path of the Sun, he is 100% sure to form a divine vein. This is not surprising."

An obscure light flashed in Pang Wanyang's eyes:

"The unity of yin and yang, the way of Tai Chi, if he succeeds, if he really succeeds"

Mrs. Bai Lian was shocked and a little surprised.

In decades, she had never heard such a big emotion swing in Pang Wanyang's voice.

“Really looking forward to it”

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