Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

"think!"

Nalanqin spoke directly without any hesitation.

"it is good!"

Qin Hao stood up and said slowly, "You all follow me."

The eyes of the three of them brightened when they heard the words, and they followed Qin Hao's footsteps.

Even though Gan Zhenduo and Kuanglang Three Swords had already heard several kendo lectures from Qin Hao.

But every time Qin Hao's sermons are refreshing, he can learn something from it, so as to improve his own strength.

A group of four came to a room filled with various books.

Nalan Qin subconsciously looked at the titles of those books. She also wanted to know what books Mr. Qin read on weekdays.

But when she saw the names of those books, she was dumbfounded.

These books are not story books, but some ordinary biographies.

They are all books read by storytellers and ordinary people.

She didn't even read such books when she was eleven or twelve years old.

Mr. Qin is a generation of masters, why would he read this kind of book?

At this moment, Qin Hao stopped, turned around and set his eyes on Nalan Qin.

"Little girl."

"Junior is here."

Nalanqin was taken aback by Qin Hao's sudden voice, and didn't dare to look at Qin Hao directly.

Qin Hao said slowly: "The book and the sword are together, the book is in front and the sword is in the back."

"So to practice this way, you need to use the sword as the pen, and the Cultivation Base to replace the literary spirit. Of course, these are interchangeable."

Nalanqin was confused when he heard this, and subconsciously raised his own little hand.

"Mr. Qin, I can understand everything you said, but how to practice this one."

Qin Hao said with a smile: "Use the sword intent to write and draw the sword into a pen. As long as you can write an own article, then you can understand the exclusive sword intent of own, and thus step on the way of writing and sword."

"Write with a Sword intent?"

Nalanqin was dumbfounded, of course she knew the sword intent, even though she only comprehended half of the sword intent, she could still use half of the sword intent when making moves.

Just wanting to control this half of the sword intent to write, wouldn't it drain her whole body.

"something wrong?"

Qin Hao asked with a smile.

Nalan Qin nodded: "Mr. Qin, can you demonstrate it for me?"

"This is easy."

After thinking for a few seconds, Qin Hao said, "Just in time, you also need an article to enlighten Sword intent."

He grabbed the wooden sword in the corner, and the sword fell into his palm in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Hao took out a jar of wine from the storage ring, and took a sip.

Started to pace slowly in the room.

When he reached the seventh step, a poem instantly appeared in his mind.

Qin Hao then waved the sword in his hand, and began to mutter in his mouth.

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, the Wu hook is bright with frost and snow.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars.

Killing a person in ten steps will never stop a thousand miles away.

Hello. "

As soon as the voice fell, four short lines of poetry appeared on the wall in an instant.

In these verses, each word exudes the light of literary dao, and each word is a different sword move.

The three people present were immersed in it all at once.

Qin Hao recited a few lines of poems, felt a little taste, and then took another sip of wine.

"Passing Xinling to drink, taking off the sword and crossing the knees.

Zhu Hai will be roasted, and Hou Ying will be persuaded with a glass of wine.

Three cups of turmoil, the five mountains are light.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

...

Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Tai Xuanjing. "

A poem is completed.

Immediately, a stream of literary light emanated from the wall, illuminating the entire library brightly.

Gan Zhenduo and Kuanglang Three Swords even sat in their own Lotus Positions and began to practice on the spot.

The power of Wen Dao on the wall began to rush towards their bodies.

Seeing this scene, Nalan Qin was so anxious that she was about to cry.

You two seniors are peerless experts after all.

How can you rob me of the opportunity of a junior.

She got angry and sat in the same Lotus Position, recalling the poems on the wall in her mind.

Start practicing meditation.

For some reason, every time she thought of a line of poetry, various sword moves would appear in her mind.

Moreover, each of these sword moves is stronger than the sword moves he has learned before.

This made Na Lanqin not know which poem to choose for a while.

Seeing the golden light in her mind gradually dissipate, she chose the sword move in the last line of the poem and began to feel it.

Qin Hao saw the three sitting in the Lotus Position and did not interrupt them.

He casually picked up a book from the bookshelf, and began to read while drinking.

It was as if he hadn't done anything just now, and everything had nothing to do with him.

Just when the three of them were immersed in cultivation.

The light of Wen Dao emanating from the wall enveloped the entire restaurant.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of many cultivators.

"What happened at the restaurant?"

"The light of Wen Dao, could it be that Mr. Qin is practicing a kind of Wen Dao Cultivation Technique?"

"That must be the case. With this holy light, even if Mr. Qin is not a Confucian Saint, he is still a great Confucian!"

"..."

In the backyard, Shi Xuan, who was burning charcoal, looked at the light of Wen Dao floating above his head.

For a moment, I forgot that I was burning a fire.

It's a pity that I can't go upstairs to see Mr. Qin's cultivation method.

Otherwise, I will definitely be able to comprehend a more brilliant Sword Technique from it!

By the way, I seem to have seen that little girl washing dishes also go upstairs.

Presumably she is watching Mr. Qin's practice now, feeling the Sword Technique.

I really envy that little girl.

I must work hard and strive to go to the second floor to practice with the three seniors as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Shi Xuan immediately set his eyes on those firewood.

The light of Wen Dao lasted until the second half of the night.

Nalanqin's Cultivation Base was the weakest, and she was the first to open her eyes, but she found that her own Sword intent had increased by three points.

This... how is this possible, the strong in her sect, it is even more difficult to increase a point of Sword intent.

I just realized a poem, and it actually added three points to the Sword intent.

If this spreads, I'm afraid I don't know how many people will die with envy.

Gan Zhenduo was the second to open his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Master, I feel that after reading this poem, I will be able to break through in less than three months.

When I go back, Cultivation Base will definitely surpass Daxun. "

As soon as Zhao Zhixun was mentioned, there was a bit of yearning on his face.

Thinking about the days when I didn't bicker with Daxun, it was a bit boring.

Qin Hao put down the book in his hand, and said: "The Cultivation Base is only used to carry the Dao, and the Dao heart is the foundation of cultivation."

Gan Zhenduo cupped his hands and said: "Disciple understands, it's just that there are too many profound Sword Techniques in your poem, Shigong, which made me take a few more steps in the way of swordsmanship."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Na Lanqin was at a loss. Cultivation Base is not important, but Dao is important?

Why is this Mr. Qin's teaching method completely different from what he has accepted?

Could it be that there is something wrong with Youyun Sword Sect's cultivation method?

Nalanqin began to doubt herself.

At this moment, Qin Hao's voice rang in her ears.

"Comprehended three points of Sword intent, barely passed."

Qin Hao actually is not in order to hit this little girl's self-confidence, he is now a cultivator, and his divine sense is countless times stronger than before.

It can be said that his divine sense can now perfectly display the power of his avenue.

The chivalrous line on the wall represents a kind of swordsmanship.

If it is seen by some peerless geniuses, it is not impossible to comprehend the exclusive Sword intent on the spot.

When Nalan Qin heard the sound, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

I just barely passed?

Looking at Qin Hao's serious eyes, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in her heart, and slowly lowered her head.

She said in a voice she could barely hear: "Junior let senior down."