The clouds covered the courtyard, and Zhao Zheng heard this and said, "This student is a companion to read."

"Read with you?"

Li Chunqiu frowned, then stretched out his right hand and a little in the void. A light blue Taoist script appeared. At this time, the clouds and mist beside Zhao Zheng suddenly dispersed a little.

Two young men who could not find North in the fog suddenly saw the clouds dissipate, and Zhao Zheng appeared in front of him and was immediately overjoyed.

They hurried to Zhao Zheng's side, and only then did they notice Li Chunqiu standing under the weeping willows. The two of them hurriedly bowed to Li Chunqiu and said, "I have met sir!"

Meng Tian naturally knew that they could come here to study with him, and that no one could ask for a seat.

This makes me even more nervous, afraid that the immortal in front of me will expel him.

"Raise your head, what are your names?"

Li Chunqiu's faint voice sounded in the ears of the two Montessori brothers.

"This brother Meng Yi, I am Meng Tian, ​​and I am the descendant of the Meng family."

Meng Tian was getting up and said respectfully.

"Follower of the Montessori? Meng Yi? Meng Tian?"

After hearing the name, Li Chunqiu looked up at the two boys in front of him.

"It's interesting!"

Immediately, Li Chunqiu shook his head and said:

"Forget it, since you are here, sit behind Zhao Zheng!"

"Mr. Xie!"

Meng Tian and the others were overjoyed.

The fact that they were able to sit behind Zhao Zheng means that they were acquiesced to listen to the class here.

Li Chunqiu looked at Meng Tian, ​​who looked three more tender than Zhao Zheng, and couldn't help but smile.

During the Warring States Period, there were two people who were frightened by the Huns. One was Meng Tian, ​​who made the Huns dare not go south and shed horses, and the soldiers dared not bend their bows to repay their grievances. The other was Li Mu, the Wu'an Jun of Zhao, who slaughtered more than 100,000 Huns.

But, Meng Tian is here, where is Li Mu?

Maybe I'm here, and his fate can't be the one who can be Wu'anjun.

Li Chunqiu retracted his thoughts and looked at Meng Tian,

And what would happen if I taught Meng Tian’s Taoism?

What will happen to the enemy of ten thousand people on a battlefield?

Thinking of this, Li Chunqiu is preparing to change his teaching theme today.

"I suddenly don't want to say what I've said in Japan now."

Li Chunqiu's voice sounded faintly.

After the words fell, the three of them were stunned.

Could it be that because I brought my companion to read, the master originally wanted to tell me what he wanted to tell me now?

Zhao Zheng thought to himself.

The Montessor brothers also had this idea together.

They even trembled and did not dare to look up at Li Chunqiu's face.

Just as the three of them were walking on the mountain of swords, Li Chunqiu's voice sounded again.

"Today I will talk about the art of practicing Taoism."

The three of them suddenly jumped.

Practice Taoism?

Could it be?

The three of them raised their heads, and there was a golden light inside their six pairs of eyes.

In front of the three young men, white mist floated at his feet, and the willows were bent over for him, and his weapon was as majestic as an ancient immortal, but his face was solemn.

"The art of practicing Taoism cannot be passed on lightly. You and the three of you must remember that if someone dares to preach to others privately, you will demote your soul to the eighteen levels of hell, and you will never be able to reincarnate."

Li Chunqiu's voice was very light, but all three of them could feel the solemnity.

The eighteen levels of hell are a place where reincarnation will never be achieved. The three of them don’t know where it is, but they might as well imagine it.

That must be a place that is extremely terrifying.

"Disciple remember! (We will remember)!"

The three of them bowed to the head.

He spoke respectfully and did not dare to be at all slightest.

Li Chunqiu nodded lightly, and then a flame seemed to ignite in his calm eyes.

A sound like thunder trembling sounded.

The fog in the courtyard seemed to turn into a strange phenomenon.

In the clouds and mist, Zhao Xicheng stood quietly behind Li Chunqiu, holding a pen in one hand and a bamboo slip in the other.

As Li Chunqiu said, he was the one who recorded it from now on.

"Those who practice Taoism take away the creation of heaven and earth and invade the mystery of the sun and the moon, which is the method of rebirth of people's destiny."

"Those who want to seek this method are only to transcend the world beyond heaven and earth. Heaven and earth are destroyed but I am not destroyed, and sentient beings are destroyed but I am immortal."

The glorious sound of heaven shook everything and also shook the hearts of Zhao Zheng and the other two.

Immortality, immortality and immortality.

This is the most exciting Taoist Dharma, transcending everything in this world.

It is enough to make all the powerful soldiers crazy.

Speaking of this, Li Chunqiu's voice changed.

"However, the great way is long and the disasters are endless. There are many people who have a desire but don't understand it. On the great way, there are dry bones everywhere."

In an instant, it seemed that the entire courtyard had turned into a bone mountain, and the skeletons were tired into a mountain, and it seemed that there were countless people who were unwilling to give in.

"A practitioner will fight with the sky, the earth, the human, and the disaster. If the disaster is over, the disaster will last forever. If the disaster is not great, the disaster will last forever. If the death is gone, the Tao will disappear, and there will be no such fair thing in the world."

And the next moment, the scenery changed, and it seemed that the heaven and earth were angry, the ghosts and gods were shocked, and endless disasters came.

Inside the courtyard, the wind sways and clouds and mists.

However, Zhao Zheng was not afraid at all, and he said:

"This is the ultimate of heaven and earth, Master, Zhao Zheng is willing to focus on this and cultivate all the ways."

"Entertainment of thousands of ways?"

"You can know that everything is proficient and everything is loose."

"Forget it, you will know it in the future."

Li Chunqiu smiled again before continuing to preach:

"When practicing Taoism, the Supreme One cultivates one's own body, seek to lead qi into the body, strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence."

"Those who cultivate themselves must know the acupoints of human meridians and control the great dragon of life and death."

Li Chunqiu casually cut off a willow branch that was as thick as an adult's arm. Lights passed between his fingers, and the willow branches quickly turned into a human-shaped wooden man, and then appeared one by one on it, but Li Chunqiu's words did not stop.

"There are fifty-two single acupoints, three hundred and nine double acupoints, fifty strange acupoints outside the meridians, seven hundred and twenty acupoints, and one hundred and eight vital acupoints, and thirty-six fatal acupoints. Those who practice Taoism must record them carefully. Those who practice Taoism must remember the meridians. Once different, life and death will be based on fate."

When it comes to the four words "life and death are destined", it seems that the entire courtyard is constantly resonating.

The incomparable gravity was pressing on everyone's hearts.

The black dots on the puppet in Li Chunqiu's hand are also increasing, and each black dot has its name engraved next to it.

"However, there is also a person who leads qi into the body. Qi is the spirit in the qi, and the body is the body."

"In my courtyard, the fog you see is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If you are going to practice this in the future,"

"However, you should record this picture of this acupoint."

Li Chunqiu placed the puppet in his hand in front of Zhao Zheng, and the strange phenomenon in the entire courtyard stopped instantly.

The three of them had completely focused on the puppet.

"All the acupoints above should be recorded carefully and no difference should be made."

"Abide by the orders of your master!"

When the three of them raised their heads, Li Chunqiu had disappeared into the clouds.

The three of them saw only one old man holding a stack of bamboo slips and recording.
Chapter completed!