The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have a very good understanding.

Looking at the broken tree, Shuhan was stunned.

A heaven-level secret book, without the aid of mental methods, let alone the blessing of cultivation.

After adding Su Changqing and others, it only took an hour to get this secret book. The result! !

Have you really mastered riding a horse? ? ?

"Is the way of sword so simple?"

A ridiculous thought arose in his mind. Shuhan took the secret book in Su Changqing's hand and looked at it seriously.

After half a ring.

"What does the little man in this painting mean?"

"Can you practice swordsmanship just like this?"

"If you don't have a mental method, how can you activate it?"

Just reading through it briefly, Shuhan had already asked a hundred thousand whys in his heart.

Now he was finally sure of one thing.

It's not that swordsmanship is too easy, it's that Su Changqing is too terrifying!

"It turns out that my junior brother is not a genius in Confucianism and Taoism, but a genius in whatever he studies!"

Shuhan froze in place.

Although these two sentences seem to be similar, what they contain is terrifying.

In other words, Su Changqing's study was the reincarnation of Emperor Wen.

When Su Changqing learns swordsmanship, he becomes a swordsman.

Even if he were to learn boxing, he would still be a contemporary martial arts ancestor, ranking at the top!

"How lucky I am"

Shuhan couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, "Unexpectedly, he has the same fate as Changqing and became Changqing's senior brother."

The two cows on the side looked at Shuhan, who was about to be frightened. They couldn't help but smile and said: "How is it? Have you seen my young master's talent in swordsmanship?"

"You're still studying, and you're reading a shitty book. As long as the young master practices swordsmanship, he will be able to win the title of Sword God Mountain in less than five years."

Shuhan came to his senses after hearing this and said disdainfully: "Sword God Mountain? Five more years?"

"Do you believe that if you go to Zhongzhou now, you will be able to achieve great success in Confucianism and Taoism in just one day?"

The teacher had already told him about Changqing's awe-inspiring body and the massive amount of awe-inspiring righteousness stored in Emperor Wen's sculpture.

Even without those, Changqing's four Confucian arts can already dominate the literary world.

"Returning to Confucianism and Taoism? You are exaggerating like a nerd." Erniu said speechlessly.

How can a scholar without even a hint of awe-inspiring righteousness achieve great success in Confucianism and Taoism?

He would be really stupid if he believed it.

"If you try to act like a nerd, I'm going to beat you up!"

Three black lines appeared on Shuhan's forehead, and he gritted his teeth.

"Huh? Dare you threaten a sword cultivator?"

"This is the fourth realm. You, a scholar, dare to fight with a sword cultivator? Are you feeling itchy?"

Erniu looked Shuhan up and down with a half-smile but not a smile.

"Don't leave for a while if you dare!"

"Hey, whoever runs away has a son!"

…

Su Changqing, who was studying the secret book, did not notice at all that the two calm-looking people beside him were about to have a huge quarrel.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Su Changqing put away the secret book, stretched out and said:

"It's too late. Go home first. Brother Erniu, I will give you this secret book tomorrow."

"It's my first time practicing, so I'm still a little unskilled."

After saying that, looking at Er Niu who had no reaction at all, Su Changqing waved his hand in front of Er Niu's eyes in confusion.

"Why are you dazed?"

"Forehead"

Erniu, who was so noisy, came to his senses and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, just teach me in two days."

Su Changqing did not doubt his presence, nodded, looked at Shuhan, and chuckled:

"Let's go to my house together. It's almost time for dinner. Erniu and I will entertain our senior brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, Erniu said hurriedly: "I won't go just yet, I have something else to do later."

After saying that, he glanced at Shuhan secretly and provocatively, and his meaning was self-evident.

Shuhan's face darkened, he looked at Su Changqing and said, "Let's have another day, junior brother, I just remembered that there is something important that I need to report to the teacher."

When Su Changqing heard this, his face immediately became solemn, "Since it is an important matter, we cannot delay it. Tomorrow, tomorrow Brother Erniu and I will take care of our senior brother."

…

The few people agreed and dispersed.

Su Changqing held the secret book and walked slowly to read it. But when he was about to reach the village, a loud noise suddenly came from the distant sky.

Boom!

The color of the sky and the earth changed, dark clouds covered the sky, and Su Changqing's steps suddenly became a little faster.

"The moon was shining brightly just now, why is it that it's going to rain in the blink of an eye?"

Su Changqing muttered, and after entering the village, he looked at the few people there and looked confused again.

"Why are there so few people in the village today? Is it because it's going to rain?"

Su Changqing shook his head, didn't think much, and walked straight home.

But little does he know.

At this time, deep in the sky of Qingshan Village, two teenagers were engaged in a fierce battle.

A man was wearing linen clothes, holding a three-foot green sword, and the sword was like a stormy sea, with a mighty force of hundreds of miles.

The other person is wearing a green shirt, holding a powerful pen with ink charm. When the pen falls on the mountains and rivers, the towering peaks are like a big seal suppressing the heaven and earth.

The two of them fought fiercely, each showing their special abilities.

And somewhere where the two of them couldn't see, a group of people from the Su family cheered excitedly.

"Good opportunity, Erniu kills him!"

"Oh, what's going on with this kid? It's so hard to beat up a scholar!"

"Haha, you're such a bad boy, you don't want to chop down that place. If you chop it up, why don't Mr. Li come to your door?"

"That's right! Hit him in the face. It's okay to hit him in the face."

The big bosses of the Su family who had been holding back in this small Qingshan Village for more than ten years finally saw the fun. Not only did they not stop it, but they started to watch the excitement.

Everyone laughed when they saw the exciting part, and jumped up and cursed when they saw Er Niu being beaten.

Li Qingchen, who was in the study room, also walked to the window with tea and looked at the sky.

"Don't be embarrassed, little Literary Sage, give those warriors some color."

Li Qingchen had a smile on his lips and drank all the tea in the cup.

Who says scholars can’t compete?

Scholars also need to save face.

…

Qingshan Village.

Sunan was also lying in the courtyard, looking at the sky in the distance, muttering something in a low voice from time to time.

"You're so useless. You can't hit such a good opportunity?"

"Hey, okay! This is a beautiful punch, give that little scholar a black eye!"

"Oh, Zhen Zhen, I'm afraid this spanking will hurt a bit."

Ye Shu walked out of the room at some point. She first glanced at the sky with confusion, and then looked at Sunan with a dumbfounded look.

"It's disrespectful to me. How old are you? Are you here to watch children fight?"

Su Nan grinned, "It's just to kill time. I haven't touched my hands for more than ten years, and my body is getting rusty."

"It's not in shape." Ye Shu rolled his eyes at Sunan, and then asked, "It's been almost a year, how is the sect's construction going?"

"Everything is under control."

Su Nan stretched out his palm and slowly made a fist, and said with a smile: "The sect is called 'Little Immortal Sect', and a group of people have already moved in."

"The sect master, elders, deacons, and some inner sect and core disciples are all looking for the top ones. Now we only need the outer sect disciples."

"Because my requirements are a bit high. The outer disciples must be selected according to the inner disciples of the top sects, so it will take some time."

"Just waiting for Chang Qing, let them start together at that time. I want to give it a good beating, Chang Qing, who is about to enter cultivation!"

Su Nan was not a fool. Although Li Qingchen did not elaborate, he also noticed a significant change in Chang Qing's physique.

He seemed to have underestimated Chang Qing's talent.

But precisely because of this, suppression is even more necessary!

"How do you plan to beat Chang Qing?" Yeshu asked curiously.

"Hey"

Su Nan smiled and said mysteriously: "A few days ago, I snatched the 'Ancient Stone Carving' used by the Demon Sect to test the talent."

"That thing can test the monk's comprehensive potential. If the potential reaches the top 100, he can also receive the ancient blessing."

"But there is only one thing. This thing rejects Confucianism and Taoism, so it is just suitable for Changqing."

As if thinking of some interesting scene, Su Nan smiled like an old fox,

"Tell me, if Changqing finds out that his talent is at the bottom, will he practice hard to improve himself?"

Yeshu hesitated when he heard the words and stopped talking.

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