Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

After eating, Chen Ning simply carved a wooden sword and practiced swinging it in the courtyard.

Although the action of swinging the sword may seem simple, it can improve proficiency through repeated repetition.

The nine-story platform begins with the soil, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

Only when you are skilled enough to engrave your sword moves into your muscle memory can you exert unexpected power at critical moments.

Even when swinging his sword in the courtyard, Chen Ning had to be careful to control the strength.

After all, as long as he exerted a little force, the sword qi that accidentally overflowed was likely to destroy the courtyard.

[Swing the sword twenty times, gain Haoran Qi*1]

When a sword Chen Ning cut off the fallen leaves in front of him, the system prompt suddenly sounded.

"Can you also get Haoran Qi by swinging a sword?"

After thinking about it carefully, the six arts of a gentleman are divided into etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics.

In the eyes of the sages, having both civil and military skills is also part of the embodiment of a gentleman's virtue, and it is not surprising that he can be rewarded for practicing martial arts.

I didn't expect that my Confucian saint system was quite humane!

Chen Ning continued to swing the wooden sword.

As he practiced, his control of his strength became more and more terrifying.

While the sword qi does not destroy the buildings in the courtyard, it can also accurately cut off every piece of fallen leaves, and even a few flying insects have become accurate targets.

Unconsciously, Chen Ning's speed of swinging his sword had become faster and faster, and the sharpness of each sword was better than the previous one.

The thin wooden sword just now was so fast that the sword shadow could barely be seen, like a swirling phantom flying around Chen Ning.

At this moment, Chen Ning suddenly noticed that Xiao Jiu on the side was actually looking at him with a little longing in his eyes.

Xiao Jiu was attracted by the sword qi scattered in the courtyard, in its eyes, this majestic sword meant that it was extremely sweet, it was simply a top-notch delicacy!

But it had become a lot more sensible, although it wanted to eat it very much, but it still had to go through Chen Ning's consent first.

"Eat it if you want, anyway, these scattered sword qi are useless.

Chen Ning said with a smile.

Hearing this, Xiao Jiu stepped forward excitedly and devoured the remaining sword qi in the air.

Sure enough, the taste of this sword qi was even more delicious than it had imagined!

The picture in the courtyard quickly changed.

Chen Ning was dancing with a sword, while Xiao Jiu on the side was happily looking for scattered sword intent back and forth.

Although this scene looks a little strange, it unexpectedly has a sense of harmony.

[Congratulations to the host for swinging the sword a thousand times and obtaining Haoran Qi*60]

After swinging the sword for another hour, Chen Ning breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew the wooden sword.

He could clearly feel that his physical fitness had improved several times compared to before, so that he had barely shed a few drops of sweat on his body when he swung his sword against the sun for so long.

"Let's go take a shower first. Putting

down the wooden sword, Chen Ning took off his cloth shirt and walked to the bathroom and said,

"Qing Yan, I'm going to take a bath, help me prepare some hot water." "

Okay young master. "

Wait, take a bath, it's

so hot, I want to take a bath too!"

Hearing that he was going to take a bath, Xiao Jiu immediately followed behind Chen Ning excitedly, wanting to go into the bathroom together.

"You little female snake for me to stay outside.

However, it was quickly picked up and thrown outside by Chen Ning.

How did he know that he was a little female snake? And he couldn't enter, why could Qing Yan enter!

Seeing Qing Yan walk into the bathroom, Xiao Jiu felt that he had been treated seriously differently.

......

In the bathroom, Qing Yan poured hot water into the wooden barrel and asked softly,

"Young master, is the water temperature okay?"

"Well, the temperature is just right."

Chen Ning leaned against the edge of the barrel with some enjoyment.

"That's good......"

just glanced at Chen Ning, but Qing Yan couldn't help but turn her head away.

She inexplicably noticed that her heartbeat had actually increased.

Two years ago, Qing Yan came to Chen Ning in order to repay her kindness.

At that time, she only thought about leaving after paying off her kindness in a year or two, so whether it was serving Chen Ning to dress and live, or taking a bath, there was no fluctuation in her heart.

But now, looking at Chen Ning's long but solid muscular figure, Qing Yan couldn't help but feel that her cheeks were slightly red, and she couldn't maintain her previous normal heart no matter what.

"Young Master, your body seems to have become a lot stronger recently......"

Qing Yan said quietly.

She couldn't figure out how she could have become so strange for some reason.

If it weren't for the young master's figure becoming so good, how could he suddenly not dare to look at him head-on?"

"Really?"

Chen Ning looked at himself carefully, and then realized the huge changes in his body.

With just a little force, his abdomen can show strong and powerful six-pack abs, not only that, but the handsome face reflected in the water also seems to be more than a little more handsome than the appearance of the weak scholar before.

Handsome is becoming handsome, but for Chen Ning, he doesn't think that becoming handsome must be a good thing.

As the only scholar in the village, as soon as he goes out on weekdays, he will encounter all kinds of ways to sell his daughter by the aunts in the village.

It used to be like this, let alone now.

It seems that they have to find a way to gag their ......

Chen Ning suddenly said:

"Qing Yan, there will be a temple fair in the village tonight, how about accompanying me to the temple fair in the evening?"

Taking Qing Yan to the temple fair, on the one hand, you can have a showdown with the villagers and let them understand the relationship between themselves and Qing Yan.

On the other hand, it is also just the opportunity to take advantage of the gathering of people at the temple fair to find the traces of the painted pi slave.

Although there are no clues about the Skin-Painter yet, this scourge can still eradicate one.

"The young master actually took the initiative to invite me to the temple fair?" Qing

Yan's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Going to the temple fair with the young master, doesn't it mean that it is......

"

I originally wanted to stay at home and clean the house, but since the young master wants to go, let's go!"

Qing Yan tried her best to pretend not to care, but she couldn't help but feel a ......burst of joy in her heart

Chen Ning couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, compared to Tsundere, Xiao Jiu is still far from Qing Yan.

......

Ming Shan Temple.

Looking at the two faces on the ground, the thin old monk slowly opened his eyes, and a solemn look flashed between his eyebrows.

"How about the master, can you find out where the real body of the Painted Skin Ghost is?"

Seeing this, Qingkong hurriedly asked.

Hui Jian sighed,

"Cause and effect is a vague concept, and besides, this skin ghost is extremely cautious, leaving no trace at all.

It's almost ......impossible to find it with these two skins

The only thing I can deduce is that there are still a lot of painted skin slaves lurking in the source of this dough, and I am afraid that the number is gradually increasing.

Hearing this, Jingkong was immediately shocked:

"Is the master referring to Ning'an Village? Isn't Brother Chen's situation extremely dangerous!"

Huijian shook his head: "It's okay, but you don't have to worry about the safety of your friend." "

Master, are you sure you're not joking, but Chen Ning lives in Ning'an Village."

"Don't worry, this person's life is not something you and I can easily measure, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't know that there are such strange people in the world." As

the words fell, the old monk looked up at the night sky, with a complicated and surprised look in his eyes.

"Ziwei Doushu, Xinghan Compass, Celestial Stars Converge, New Images Appear. "

Confucianism, is there a figure with such a fate?