Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

"People have yin and yang roots, which are born naturally, and blending makes them spiritual———" Liang Qu rubbed the pages of the book and studied carefully. He was the most studious person on weekdays, and since he was not busy in the river and lake office recently, he asked Su Guishan for the titles of two books, and immediately took time to run to Shanghu Academy, greeted the headmaster, and plunged into the ocean of knowledge to search and study. Since Pingyang Town was changed from a county to a prefecture, and even after the establishment of the prefecture, a state and a county were added, the Shanghu Academy where he studied for half a year has expanded by more than ten times, becoming the most famous academy in the entire Pingyang Prefecture. Every evening after class, the sunset was orange and red, and there were crowds of people. The white-clothed students in black rushed out at once, riding horses and sedan chairs, accompanied by three or two, and could flood the bluestone street that could accommodate three carriages abreast. Anyone who had urgent or important matters to do would take a detour. As the academy expanded, the quality of the books in the academy naturally increased, either through government funding or donations from dignitaries and gentry. With the money in hand, there were all kinds of books, even some low-quality, inferior martial arts from various schools. As a former "alumni", Liang Qu was not talented, but was honored to be listed in the "column" of dignitaries. The most recent expansion was in the middle of last year. He had plenty of money and donated 100 taels, which Zhao Shanzhang inscribed on the courtyard wall. "It turns out that the Yuanyin and Yuanyang of ordinary people are too weak to be noticeable. You have to practice to the level of a galloping horse before you can show obvious performance." Liang Qu read line by line. Yuanyin and Yuanyang belong to the innate qi, which does help practice a little, helping to enter into meditation or realization. If Yuanyang and Yuanyin are blended, even if there is no dual cultivation method, they can benefit each other. On the contrary, if only one of them has it, one will suffer a loss and the other will benefit. "Dual cultivation methods are not something that everyone can use." The book is rich in content and comprehensive in introduction. No matter what kind of dual cultivation method, it is very rare for both parties to benefit at the same time. Most of the time, one party loses and the other party gains. The essence is the method of collecting and replenishing. When a high-level realm is used on a low-level realm, it is not only inefficient, but the latter may even be in danger of life, unless the two people have special physiques. It is true that there is really no need to suffer. If everyone had a dual cultivation secret book in hand and practiced it in their spare time, the world would be a great harmony sect. As for how to distinguish those who have not lost their virginity. There is no other reason, but practice makes perfect. There is indeed a difference between those who have Yuan Yang and Yuan Yin, but a person who has never smelled the smell of apples, blindfolded and smelled the fragrance of apples, can't call it an apple. In the past, several senior brothers lined up and let him familiarize himself with his own breath one by one, which was also to facilitate the identification of the breath of different realms. In other words. Su Guishan has eaten and seen it, and has seen a lot of both, so he can distinguish them. Liang Qu has little experience after all, and practiced too fast, so he doesn't know much about many branches. "Why are you looking at this kind of thing?" "Mr. Si?" Liang Qu looked back and was surprised. He had sensed someone approaching before, but he didn't expect it to be Si Hengyi, the teacher who taught him to read in Shanghu Academy. "Don't!" Si Hengyi took two steps back, "I dare not call myself a teacher in front of Lord Liang." "Since you taught me to read, you are my teacher for life. Mr. Si, are you still teaching in the academy?" A few years ago, Si Hengyi was twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, young, energetic, and easy to get close to. Now he has a short beard, is gradually entering middle age, and wears a blue-gray shirt. Although he looks more like a scholar, he has lost that friendliness. Si Hengyi laughed. "In a few years, you have been promoted from a river chief to a water monitor. I am not as good as you, but I am not standing still. Now I have been promoted to a small position and take charge of more academy affairs. I can get an extra two taels of salary every month. Why did you come to read the book on dual cultivation and find your sweetheart?" "Mr. Si, didn't you receive cakes before? "Oh, now I remember. I was wondering why you sent me pastries for no reason. It turned out to be wedding cakes!" Si Hengyi suddenly realized and looked outside. He immediately grabbed Liang Qu's arm and led him out. "It's rare for you to come to the academy. Lord Liang, please leave a calligraphy work before you go! Let the young people see how elegant and graceful we are as our senior from the same academy and now the youngest martial artist of Dashun!" "This--" Liang Qu put the book back on the shelf reluctantly. "I have only been in the academy for half a year and have not studied calligraphy. I am afraid I can't write anything." "No problem." Si Hengyi had taught Liang Qu before, so he knew the other party's handwriting level very well. "You are a tiger hunting martial artist with extraordinary power control. You don't have your own style. Just imitate others. Don't worry. There are plenty of copybooks in the academy. "That's all I have to say. It would be impolite to refuse again. After getting his consent, Si Hengyi turned around and reported to the headmaster. In a short while, all the instructors stopped teaching, and the students in each teaching room all poured out around the pond, chattering and making a lot of noise. The students were of different ages, both male and female. From eight or nine-year-old children who are just starting to learn to play, to fourteen or fifteen-year-old "old students." "Who is Liang Qu?" "I don't know him." "Hiss, are you from the countryside? You don't even know Liang Qu? An eighteen-year-old martial arts master, the only one in the world, the one who has walked through the Meridian Gate. My father and mother are guessing how old he is. He is almost twenty years old this year, right?" "'I think he sounds familiar. He looks about the same age as us." "He has a strange heroic look and is really good-looking." Some female students whispered to each other. "Normally, not as good-looking as me!" "In another year, I can also practice martial arts, and then I will break this record!" The male students stuck hair all over their buttocks, spread out like fans, competing for beauty. The whole scene was noisy. The older ones have heard of Liang Qu's name and know how exaggerated his achievements are today. The younger ones don't know who Liang Qu is, but because of this incident, they don't have to stay in the room and study with their heads shaking. That means he is a very good person. "Quiet!" Si Hengyi frowned, and the students were afraid. Liang Qu suddenly understood what position Si Hengyi was promoted to. Head of the grade! A pair of dark and bright eyes stared at him. Fourteen or fifteen years old, the most restless age, their eyes were full of admiration. Two students with good spirits were arranged to come forward and spread out long strips of paper.

Si Hengyi grinds the brush himself and hands it over. He looks around. Shanghu Academy has been expanded several times, and the layout and appearance of the place where he used to study have changed a lot. Only a few old teachers and the headmaster are familiar. Liang Qu always feels that something is different, and something is the same. In just a few years, he has taken big steps one after another, which he himself dare not believe. He stares down at the white paper in front of him, combines his own experience, and sticks the brush on it. He wanted to write a sentence "Years have passed, fame should be quickly promoted", or "If a man wants to establish fame, he must look forward", but he paused. Another sentence suddenly popped up in his mind. He held his breath and concentrated, picked up the pen and put it down. "When the way is about to be carried out, people will compete for it. People will have the same name, people will spread the word, and people will share the glory." The dragon flies and the phoenix dances. Liang Qu put down his pen with satisfaction. The weather is getting colder, and the leaves are falling. Life has returned to the way it used to be. The tender gesture of Long Eying looking up her pretty face and saying that she is tired has never appeared again, and it seems to be an illusion. He meditated and practiced every day, taught the water beasts how to talk, and occasionally rejected Liang Qu's clinginess. The shark silk he gave away a month ago was silent. "Yes..." Liang Qu lay alone on the swing. A peaceful second half of the year. No chance to make merit. No chance to make money. Only by staying at home and soaking in the pond can he maintain this kind of life. Just as he was missing the warmth in his memory, Li Libo, Chen Jiechang and Lin Songbao came in from the side door with three large boxes each. "Brother Shui!" "Why are you here?" Liang Qu turned over and sat up, "You just came back from the Hebo Office, you still have to go to the martial arts hall in the afternoon, don't you go back to catch up on some sleep?" "I was going to go back." Li Libo's mouth was full of egg yolk pastry, and he spoke vaguely, "Lord Wei came out of retreat, saying that he was promoted to a master, and gave everyone wedding cakes, one box per person, and asked us to send you ten boxes. I think they taste better than what you sent that day, Brother Shui."