Zhang Zhongji was meditating in a garden of Muzhenguan, and after hearing the sound of Li Changqing reading, he opened his eyes and saw that more than a dozen cuckoos that would stop on the rockery every morning and 'coo' and chirp were actually looking intently in the direction of Li Changqing's reading, standing silently in rows like dolls, and a few golden koi fish in the pool under the rockery that usually like to hide in the cracks of the stones floated to the surface, still in the water and motionless, like the pious worship of Buddhists.

At this moment, the world seems to be silent, and only Li Changqing's reading voice fills the world.

"Is this the sound of Confucianism? The cuckoo forgot to chirp, the golden koi stopped swimming, and even I was almost brought into it, I'm afraid that the lion roar of Buddhism is not as good as it!"

There is a magical magic in the sound of reading, like a vortex that is spinning at great speed, Zhang Zhongji can't help but want to immerse himself in the sound of Li Changqing's reading, fortunately he used his true qi in time to resist, and has an intuitive and profound understanding of the horror of Li Changqing's reading.

When the pilgrims and tourists on the shore of Yunzhong Lake woke up from reading, the fiery red morning light sprinkled on Li Changqing's body, as if a layer of holy brilliance, and the sun behind his head was just like a rising divine wheel, and there was a gust of mountain wind that blew the hookah on the surface of Yunzhong Lake to the copper bulge, Li Changqing's figure loomed in the clouds, and he was like an immortal who descended from the sky to educate the world!

"It was obviously a piece of classical Chinese just now, but it sounded more touching than those chicken soup texts that read millions of dollars on the official account!"

"Look! There are so many fish in the lake in the clouds that jump in the direction of the man on the mountain, and then rush into the water, how can they feel like they are bowing to the man and thanking him!"

"Isn't that person on the mountain a god, just like the Buddha who can spit lotus flowers and gush golden lotuses in his mouth when he preaches the scriptures, not only let us people immerse themselves in the sound of books, but even this school of fish can be moved!"

The pilgrims and tourists couldn't see Li Changqing's face clearly, but they saw that Li Changqing had a fiery red circle of light on his body, and a dreamlike smoke was shrouded outside the aperture.

There are more and more people who come to Yunzhong Lake to find sound, and when the clouds open and the fog disperses, there is no one on the copper drum bag, and Li Changqing has already crossed the first line of heaven and descended from the windmill.

"Hey, that immortal seems to be gone! Is it back to heaven? Or is everything just an illusion?"

Looking at the empty copper drum bag, some people even had all kinds of doubts, only Qiu Lexian, Ding Shaoyuan, Zhang Zhongji and a few other people guessed the true identity of the scholar on the copper drum bag, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "Master Li is really a god!"

Li Changqing descended from the windmill and went straight to the dragon intake pool.

"The power of Confucianism, the silence of the mountains and forests, the dual cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism is really amazing!"

Zhang Zhongkui could faintly hear Li Changqing's reading at the bottom of the mountain at the windmill entrance, and he was sincerely amazed when he saw Li Changqing at this time.

"It's just a little dabbling, the scenery on Xuangong Mountain is almost there, I'm here to say goodbye to my senior brother!"

Li Changqing talked with Zhang Zhongkui for a few words, and then followed the stream that originated from the dragon intake pool across a deserted mountain forest, appeared directly at the foot of Xuangong Mountain, and drove back to Lijiaao in the parking lot.

Lijiaao Primary School also had a seven-day long holiday, Meng Yuncheng planted flowers on the mountain, Shen Ruolin went out to sketch, there was no one in the school, only Li Hongdou was still on duty in the health center.

The fruits and vegetables planted in the field on Zhongnan Mountain are taken care of by Li Changliang, and Li Changqing habitually turns around and finds a shady place in Zhong Nanshan to sit and read.

"Whoever returns to heaven and earth, wrapped in the four seas, the love of the world, the sum of yin and yang, there is no other, although the most holy cannot be changed. How do you know it?......"

Zhongnan Mountain is not as steep as the majestic shore of Xuangong Mountain, nor is it a famous cultural mountain tourist summer resort of Taoist dojo, but it is better in comfort and tranquility.

The white clouds are long, the mountain breeze is rustling, and the trees are green.

Li Changqing had no time after reading, and took out "Heavenly Creations" to take a look, which talked about a lot of methods of refining weapons.

The Mohists advocated 'non-attack', and Mozi once relied on the cloud ladder he refined to dress up as a Gongsun-like siege weapon to prevent the Chu State from attacking the Song Dynasty, so most of the methods mentioned in "Tiangong Kaiwu" are defensive magic weapons.

Li Changqing was very interested in the refining methods mentioned in "Heavenly Creations", but he had no heavenly furnaces, but it was a pity that almost all of them lacked materials.

Among them, there is a kind of offensive and defensive magic weapon Nine Dragon Xuanwen beads, which can be purified and processed as raw materials by old iron, and it may be extremely difficult to find the old iron in the city, but almost every household in Lijiaao has an iron pear of ancestral cultivated land.

Li Changqing collected the old iron and then purified it to refine the Nine Dragons Xuanwen Beads, which was a feasible method.

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After Li Changqing finished his studies in Lijiaao, he told Li Jianguo that he needed a batch of old iron, and in less than half a day, the name of the village in Lijiaao spontaneously sent all his old iron to the village committee.

Li Jianguo shouted five or six strong guys to run back and forth three or four times before transporting this batch of old iron to the mountain, although he was puzzled as to why Li Changqing wanted to collect old iron, but he didn't ask much.

The space of the cabin is relatively small, and Li Changliang often settles in the cabin, Li Changqing is difficult to explain to him the source of the Qingtiangong furnace for a while, so he climbs to the eighth peak every day, penetrates from the cave to the medicine valley, and exercises and purifies the old iron in the medicine valley.

That is to say, Li Changqing is carrying the iron pears collected by Li Jianguo on Zhongnan Mountain, and he can reach the eighth peak in an hour, and it is difficult for ordinary people to go back and forth once a day.

The Tiangong furnace uses ordinary dry firewood, and the temperature of the furnace can reach more than 2,000 degrees.

Li Changqing melted the old iron into molten iron in a Tiangong furnace, then beat it into a long strip of iron, then beat three long pieces of iron into one, and then rolled the long iron into a circle.

The nine sons of the dragon have their own advantages, and the Nine Dragons Xuanwen Beads are engraved with the Nine Dragons' Xuanwen Beads, and the most critical and difficult step is also to engrave the Nine Dragons Xuanwen Beads on the Xuanwen Beads.

During Li Changqing's National Day, a total of six Xuanwen beads were forged in the Medicine Valley, but in the end, only one Xuanwen bead was successfully engraved with the Xuanwen pattern of the kiss.

The mantis kiss is also known as the owl tail, the mouth is moist and the throat is thick and easy to swallow.

On weekdays, you can input the true qi into the mantine beads, and when you encounter danger, you can stimulate the mantis beads to form a protective barrier, which is a very practical defensive magic weapon.

Li Changqing played with the kissing beads in the Nine Dragons Xuanwen Beads that emitted a dark mystical light, and it was easy to input his true qi into the kissing beads.

"Since true qi can be stored in the Nine Dragons Xuanwen Bead, what about Haoran righteousness?"

Li Changqing thought about it, so he mobilized the Haoran righteousness in the Mud Palace Pill and wanted to store it in the Kiss Bead, but it was like a layer of diaphragm, and there was no reaction.