All Heavens Hongmeng Tree

Liu Bei stretched out his hand and folded it on top of his, and Liu Xi also stretched out his hand.

Three hands stacked together.

The three looked at each other and laughed.

Liu Bei said: "I didn't see it, Qilang, you have not only cultivated to the third-rate in the literacy, but also the combat qi, right? It really is a combination of civilization and martial arts!"

Gongsun Zan said sternly: "Liu Qilang, you have such talent, you must not waste your time on martial arts training.

You must know that when you cultivate to a first-class level and awaken your life star, you can only choose between Wen Qi and Battle Qi.

After awakening Wen Qi Ming Xing, the fighting spirit can only stop at second-rate, and can no longer progress.

Conversely, the same is true.

After awakening the battle spirit star, Wenqi can't improve. "

Liu Xi's heart moved, and he thought: "Is there such a saying? I don't know what is the difference between this fighting spirit and Wenqi, and what is the difference between it and Spiritual Qi?"

Liu Bei asked, "Isn't it possible to cultivate both the fighting spirit and the literary spirit at the same time to become a first-class?"

Gongsun Zan shook his head and said, "Anyway, since the records of history, no one has been able to awaken the fate star of both civil and martial arts at the same time.

However, I once saw a record in a handbook in the family, saying that in the pre-Qin era, some of the sages and sages awakened the fate of both the civil and military at the same time.

But everyone said it was fake.

It's been so long, no one knows the truth. "

He said in a low tone: "Our family has tested it, my talent is higher in martial arts, and my cultivation is much weaker.

They suggested that I take the road of generals, but I am not reconciled!

Facing Wen Chen, Wu Fu kept his head short.

I don't believe in fate, I believe even more that man conquers heaven! "

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three

Thinking about Gongsun Zan's future, he is indeed more suitable to be a military general than to be a prince.

However, it is difficult to say these words, for fear of damaging his confidence.

Liu Xi comforted: "I believe that you will do a lot in the future!"

Gongsun Zan resolutely said: "Of course. I also believe that I will not be mediocre in the future!"

He looked at Liu Lu and said, "Qilang, this servant boy from your family is really loyal!"

In this world, there are different classes.

As a servant, he dared to do something to the children of the big family of Gongsun Hong.

You must know that once the Gongsun family gets angry, small families like the Liu family can't keep him.

Liu Lu smiled and said, "I don't dare to be praised by Gongsun Shaojun, it's just my duty.

My eldest father wants me to take good care of the young master, and whoever dares to oppose the young master, I will fight him hard! "

Liu Bei patted him on the shoulder with his feet, and praised: "You are a good boy, and you are also smart enough."

He felt it all over his body, took out a dozen copper coins, patted it on his hand, and said, "These are the ones that I reward you, Master, don't think too little."

Liu Lu declined for a while, then took it up and said, "Thank you, eldest son, for your reward."

After returning, Gongsun Zan also moved to their vicinity and lived next to them.

Since then, the relationship between the three has grown closer.

On the second day, they came to the cottage where Lu Zhi gave lectures.

At this time, it was already bustling, and two or three hundred students came.

Young, like Liu Xi, only five or six years old.

The older one is already an adult, in his twenties.

This cottage is very large, with only wooden pillars and no walls.

The floor is covered with straw mats and rows of futons, with low table tops.

Lu Zhi's podium was a round stone podium, located in the middle of the room, half a step higher than the desks of the students.

Everyone found a seat and sat down, and spread out bamboo slips and swords on the table.

Some are chatting in groups of three or five, some are reading silently, or alone in a daze.

After a while, Lu Zhi walked in.

He looked in his thirties and forties, tall and majestic.

The grass hut suddenly fell silent.

Lu Zhi stood on the stone platform, his eyes were like electricity, he glanced at everyone, and then sat down on the futon.

"During this time, I will lecture on "Spring and Autumn". From now on, I will lecture every three days. Before each class starts, you can go to the study room and copy the books you want to lecture on."

After all, he began to speak from the first article, citing the classics and citing them.