Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

Qixuanmen, formerly known as Qijuemen.

The so-called Qi Jue Hall is naturally the core hall of the Qixuan Sect, with the most generous treatment and resources among the sect.

Three days after the assessment, the remaining batches of selections were officially concluded. There were a total of twenty-two "top students" who entered Qijue Hall this year. Xu Qingyang was assigned to the new disciple dormitory. During the apprenticeship period, he received a monthly salary. It is said that after the two-year apprenticeship period, , showing that as long as there is no problem, at least he will be a law protector when he goes out.

Moreover, every apprentice is a target that the elders and senior officials are competing to recruit.

This can be regarded as an iron rice bowl assigned to a graduate. After a few days of good health, Qijuetang arranged for them to teach.

The breakfast of big meat buns was enough, and there was plenty of oil and water. After eating, everyone changed into the new clothes they had just received. Everyone was beaming with joy and followed the brothers to the disciples' university hall. Here, they had to learn to read and write.

There were a lot of people, and Xu Qingyang also saw Han Li.

This boy was accompanied by a honest-looking partner. The two came hand in hand. When they saw Xu Qingyang, they immediately came forward to greet him.

"Brother Xu, you are here too!"

It's not nonsense, he doesn't know the writing of this world, so he has to learn it first.

"Come, sit here."

"Don't call me Brother Xu from now on, call me Senior Brother Xu."

"Okay, Brother Xu!"

Han Li had an excited face and took his companion to introduce him: "Brother Xu, this is Zhang Tie. After we separated that day, we met Dr. Mo and he accepted us as registered disciples..."

"Doctor Mo"

Xu Qingyang smacked his lips and thought about it for days and nights, how could he not be impressed by this character.

"Brother Xu, are you okay?"

"It's okay, congratulations!"

It sounded a bit weird, but Han Li still smiled. Zhang Tie shook his head and called "Brother Xu" and said to himself: "My name is Zhang Tie, and I live here."

"Uh-huh, let's talk about it later!"

Xu Qingyang had no time to listen to gossip, and his attention fell on the lecture hall.

An old master walked in with his hands behind his back. After some opening remarks, he began to ask the disciples in the front row to distribute books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones to all apprentices.

If we don't say that assessment changes destiny, given the educational conditions, many people outside will not be qualified to enjoy them throughout their lives.

The old master's teaching is not based on the secular model. There are only two books. One is a relatively conventional thousand-character text. After learning it, you can read and write daily language and writing. The other one is a technical terminology in martial arts, Qixuanmen. The internal teaching material compiles common expressions in martial arts in the form of poems to facilitate memory.

The tasks of ordinary disciples only need to learn these two books.

The time limit is three months, so it doesn’t matter if you can’t learn it. When practicing the specific exercises, there will be special teaching and explanation assistance. Some martial arts do not require reading the text at all, only the moves and breathing methods are guided. Even adults can learn it.

Xu Qingyang was different. He had to seize the opportunity to learn more.

The first lesson was to recite the Thousand-Character Classic. The old master put his hands behind his back, shook his head, and read aloud according to the rhyme of the words, and the apprentices followed.

For a moment, I returned to my childhood.

There is nothing wrong with this. Xu Qingyang is like a child now. While reading, he flips through the textbooks, allowing the intelligence to collect information, organize it, and mark the words in the book with pinyin.

Zhang Tiezhao was scratching his ears and cheeks next to him, and he was in a state of confusion the whole time.

Han Li began to show his talent and learned very quickly. By the end of the first day, he had memorized most of the teaching content.

Low cultivation qualifications have nothing to do with brains. Among these idiots, few have brains as spiritual as his.

Needless to say, Xu Qingyang was able to recite all the passages on the first day of teaching with the help of his smart phone, and his memory was much better than in his previous life. After school, he said goodbye to Han Li and returned to the dormitory to continue reviewing. With the assistance of the system, start reading and writing in advance.

Half a month later, the Thousand-Character Teaching was completed.

The teaching is very rough. If you can memorize the whole text, you will be considered qualified. If you can write one-third of it silently, you will be considered excellent.

In fact, most of the pens were not grasped and understood, and the time was too short. Only a few of the new disciples could accurately identify the pronunciation of each word from the recitation.

Han Li was not the one. He could only memorize it and master it slowly in the future.

As for Xu Qingyang, he could not only recite it, but also write it down completely silently. His handwriting was quite neat. He was a standard outstanding student, and the old master looked at him with special eyes.

The result of looking at him differently is to give him a small treatment alone.

"Qingyang, you are very talented. Unfortunately, after entering the Qixuan Sect, you are no longer a good person. In the future, you can only fight and kill all day long, and you will not be able to obtain fame."

"Master Zhang has received an award. My family is poor and I cannot afford to support my education outside the home."

"Well, that's true."

Old Master Zhang shook his head and sighed, listening to what he occasionally said to himself, he once had the reputation of being a scholar, but unfortunately he failed the exam. Due to the need to make a living, he had no choice but to be invited by Qixuanmen to be their semi-la lecturer.

After chatting for a while, during the break after class, the elder master lent Xu Qingyang his third book.

This is a more comprehensive literacy book with more than 3,000 words in total.

Xu Qingyang somewhat discovered the joy of side plot missions. If he found a treasure, he would scan all the words when he went back and store them in the chip space to practice reading. Whenever he had time, he would take the initiative to ask the old master for the meaning of each word and the sentence reading group. vocabulary, as well as more advanced cultural knowledge, and also started another class.

"The acupoints on the meridians of the human body, the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians."

This class is more technical and professional. The lecturer is an old doctor from the worship hall. I don’t know if he knows martial arts, but he is proficient in the knowledge of the human body’s tendons and acupuncture points.

The old doctor's surname is Chen, and his name is Chen Huaian.

He probably spoke slowly because he was older, and the textbook was a hand-drawn diagram of tendons and acupuncture points.

Xu Qingyang is very interested in this, but unfortunately the chip does not store much information. He has never stored professional medical knowledge before, and it is probably useless if he does. Modern medical technology and research are not directed towards such mysterious tendons, acupuncture points, and internal strength. Operation, principles of collecting and transporting Qi and blood, etc.

Here, apprentices only master the main meridians and acupuncture points, and then they are good to go.

"Brother Xu, we won't come tomorrow."

Han Li, Zhang Tie and Xu Qingyang bid farewell to each other with reluctance in their eyes, and watched them leave. Xu Qingyang followed Chen Huaian, hoping to ask him for more medical knowledge in the future.

"Xu Qingyang, right? Master is going to have a rest."

He was blocked from the door and could only say with a shy face: "Senior Brother Zhao, I am very interested in medicine. Can you study medicine under Master Chen's name?"

Chen Huaian's eldest disciple Zhao Gan refused, but heard a cough coming from inside.

Senior Brother Zhao went in, and when he came out, he handed a thick book to Xu Qingyang and said: "Master said that you are very talented and have excellent memory. Master asked me to give this to you. You go back and do it yourself first." Look, if you can memorize all of this book, you can come and listen to the master’s lectures in the future.”