The breeze blows gently, and the flowers and plants are rising and falling.

The fragrance of flowers spreads with the wind, highlighting the beauty of Tongtian Peak.

Yang Qifeng's clothes were shaking with the wind. At this moment, a wooden sword in his hand was lying on his snow-white neck. He told him in a relatively plain manner:

"Senior sister, you lost again!"

At this moment, Lu Xueqi had no expression on her face. She stared at Yang Qifeng deeply, and the beautiful figure left floatingly.

Yang Qifeng looked at Lu Xueqi's back. He rubbed his wrist and swung the wooden sword. The wooden sword drew an arc in the air and finally inserted into the soft soil.

"Qi Feng's speed is getting higher again?" Uncle Zeng walked slowly, and he was staring at the scene just now.

Now it has been a month since Yang Qifeng went to Xiaozhu Peak. Lu Xueqi is tough. She basically competes with swords every five or six days. After each clean and neat defeat, she is not angry and challenged him again and again.

Daoxuan has never stopped this. I don’t know what communication with Master Shuiyue behind this. Anyway, Lu Xueqi came to Tongtian Peak without any obstacles.

One thing that must be mentioned is that Lu Xueqi's progress is not slow at all. If he hadn't made a plug-in and purely competed for swordsmanship, he would definitely be inferior to Lu Xueqi.

"If you don't practice the method, no matter how high the sword skills are and how fast it is, it is just a path," Yang Qifeng stared at Zeng Shuchang with bright eyes, telling him word by word.

"Today I should study the last article of the Analects of Confucius," Zeng Shuchang's expression was as usual. He changed the subject and everything seemed to be like this, without any embarrassment.

The breeze keeps blowing, and the white clouds move slowly.

The sound of reading in the wind came out: "Confucius said: If you don't know your destiny, you can't be a gentleman; if you don't know etiquette, you can't stand; if you don't know your words, you can't know others."

"Okay, you have finished all the twenty chapters of the Analects of Confucius at this point. We will start reviewing tomorrow," Zeng Shuchang held a volume of books in his hand, and he stood in front of Yang Qifeng and preached with admiration.

"What's wrong with it?"

"Uncle Zeng's explanation is thorough and easy to understand, but there is one thing I can't understand. Please give me some advice?" Yang Qifeng stood up, bowed respectfully to Uncle Zeng Chang, and then spoke:

"Tai Chi Yuanqi, three are one. The extreme is the middle; the original is the beginning, and it is in the twelve Chens... This is the combination of yin and yang, and the qi is in Zi, which transforms all things."

"How can I explain this sentence?"

Uncle Zeng's gentle expression suddenly changed, like a female beast whose cub was robbed. His eyes were staring at Yang Qifeng with sharp eyes. The books he was holding in his hand were subconsciously still by him.

He told Yang Qifeng in a cold tone: "How did you know Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao?"

"Who taught you?"

This sentence is a sentence in the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao Yuqing Chapter.

"Uncle Zeng, you forgot that this is what you taught me!" Yang Qifeng was indifferent to this momentum and oppression. He did not wait for Uncle Zeng to speak, and he gave a question and answer to himself:

"Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao Divides Taiqing, Shangqing, Yuqing Three Chapters, Yuqing Nine layers, one layer of qi lures into the body, the second layer of refining essence, the third layer of cultivation Tai Chi vital energy, and the fourth layer of refining natal magic tools..."

"Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao is worthy of being my Qingyun Dharma. Even the incense burning jade book in the Burning Xiang Valley and the Great Brahma Prajna of Tianyin Temple are all three points away from the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao."

"Uncle Zeng doesn't have to be angry. You have been in contact with me for the longest time. It is not natural for Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to teach me."

"Okay, that's great," Uncle Zeng lowered his tone. He stared at Yang Qifeng deeply, and was extremely angry at Yang Qifeng's words that were stolen on him.

"Tongtian Peak is the leader of the seven peaks of Qingyun. Since the Qingye Patriarch promoted me, Qingyun, all the leaders of all generations have come from here. It is the place with the most formations in my Qingyun."

"It has always been easy to defend but difficult to attack. Even if the other heads of the head of the corpse are in, it is not easy to enter. You can easily enter Tongtian Peak and teach me that Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao has not been discovered yet. How can there be such an easy thing?"

"But if someone goes there openly, it's all different."

Everything in the world is suppressed first and then promoted. Even novels need to be abused before they can be enjoyed.

Yang Qifeng knew that these threatening words would not work for Zeng Shuchang. The other party was the first Fenghui Peak in Qingyun Seven Veins. It was a famous figure in the world. How could you threaten it with just a threat?

You are too underestimating these famous strong men. Uncle Zeng is naturally capable of becoming famous.

So after a little pressure, we start talking about interests, relationships, and benefits.

In other words, slap a slap and give a sweet date.

"There is a saying that I shouldn't have said, but although my senior brother and I have not had blood relationships, I feel like a brother when I see it. Uncle Zeng is also my elder, so I just said it bluntly."

"The seven Qingyun meridians, most of whom can cultivate to the Taiqing realm, come from Tongtian Peak, and there are very few other six meridians. Why is this?"

"Tongtian Peak is the first of the seven veins, and it has always been strict in accepting disciples. Those who are not talented and peerless will not accept them!" Zeng Shuchang answered.

"No, it's because I secretly inherited a volume of Heavenly Books in Tongtian Peak. The other six meridians rely on their qualifications. As long as I am qualified and comprehended the Heavenly Books, I can cultivate to Taiqing, otherwise why are the strengths of the leaders of all dynasties in Taiqing Realm?"

"Senior Brother Zeng is as close as a brother. If I have the ability, he should be able to read the heavenly books. With the heavenly books and the qualifications of Senior Brother Zeng, he should be able to cultivate to Taiqing,"

"Even if Mr. Zeng sees it, he may not be able to break through the gate of Shangqing and enter the realm of Taiqing."

"The legend of the Heavenly Book has always been vague and is not enough to prove it," Zeng Shuchang shook his head, his words filled with doubts, as if he did not believe in it at all.

But Yang Qifeng knew that he was moved. Many people don’t care about themselves these days, but they care about their own sons.

Just like you save money and eat cabbage and porridge every day, you also have to give your child a bite of meat. In order to make your child study well, you have to make a salary of 2,000 yuan, and you have to spend more than 1,000 yuan a month to make up for the lessons.

Father’s love is like a mountain, this is not false statement.

If Zeng Shuchang alone is likely to be moved, but reason can suppress this move, but Zeng Shushu is a question mark.

"I know that Uncle Zeng is suspicious of this and thinks that I am just a false statement. But Uncle Zeng forgets one thing: I am responsible for Ziwei, and I have the inheritance of Ziwei. I know that there are five volumes of heavenly books in the world."

"I uphold the great fortune and take the ordinary, and hold important tasks to open up the path of immortality for all living beings in the world."
Chapter completed!