The clever Zhuang Zhou, after more than an hour of practice, mastered the basic concepts of Taoist breathing, from consciously breathing against the abdomen to unconsciously breathing against the abdomen. Soon! He reached a state of self-forgetfulness.

Yang Zhu was even happier when he saw Zhuang Zhou so smart.

But! In addition to being happy, I can't help but worry, I don't know if I have the ability to change this child's ideology. Zhuang Zhou accepted the ideas of Mohist doctrine, specifically the thoughts of the late years of the birds, rather than the authentic Mozi thoughts.

Everything in the world can be changed, and people can also be changed, but human change is the most difficult. Just as it is easy to understand and know others, it is the hardest to understand yourself and know yourself.

If Zhuang Zhou can't change his ideological views, no matter how smart he is, this kid is also smart and in the wrong place. Sooner or later, his fate will be the same as that of his parents, and he will die early.

A person who does not have a correct outlook on life will be taken advantage of by others sooner or later. Or! Go to an extreme. Or! Become the Walking Dead. Only when a person has a correct outlook on life can he be himself and not be used by others!

Yang Zhu was also not sure if he could completely change Zhuang Zhou.

He wasn't worried about cultivating Zhuang Zhou and raising tigers to kill Zhuang Zhou for trouble, but! I think it's a pity that Zhuang Zhou is a talent.

Qing'er practiced for a long time but did not reach a settled state, and she was even more anxious when she saw that Zhuang Zhou had succeeded. But! The more anxious she was, the more she couldn't calm down.

"Boom!"

Yang Zhu gave her a popping chestnut.

"Ouch! Grandfather! You hit me? ”

Qing'er screamed in pain, and then slowly calmed down, from consciously breathing against the abdomen to unconsciously breathing against the abdomen. After a while, she also reached a state of self-forgetfulness.

After the hour, Yang Zhu woke up the two, and the three of them slept flat on the plank bed. Qing'er slept with her grandfather, and Zhuang Zhou slept alone. After dawn, Yang Zhu woke up the two and took them outside to practice martial arts in the woods.

"The combination of the two swords mainly lies in the cooperation of the two, and the two must be of the same mind! Otherwise! It is impossible to cultivate. ”

After watching Zhuang Zhou's performance, he began to teach him to practice the double sword combination of the nine swords of the Mo family. But! Due to Qing'er's lack of cooperation, he never achieved the desired effect, and he couldn't even paint the scoop according to the gourd.

"If I practice with my little sister, I will definitely be able to do it!" Zhuang Zhou said in his heart.

He thinks that the main reason is that Sister Qing'er is too stupid.

But he didn't know that it was Sister Qing'er who didn't cooperate with him. Sister Qing'er not only didn't cooperate, but also always wanted to find an opportunity to blind his eyes.

"I'm practicing with you with two swords? I'll cripple you! I'll let you get revenge? ”

After teaching for a while, the two still couldn't cooperate, and Yang Zhu gave up. Only then did he realize that it was his precious granddaughter who did not cooperate.

"Remember? Will you be able to practice alone in the future? ”

Yang Zhu pressed one hand on Zhuang Zhou's shoulder and pointed: "You practice men's style for a while, and women's style for a while, do you imagine that there is someone next to you who is cooperating with you, you know?" This double sword combination of the nine swords of the Mo family is your father's famous swordsmanship! If you practice, you can also become famous in the world and become the number one swordsman in the world! ”

"Hmm!" Zhuang Zhou agreed.

He has the foundation of the Mo family's nine swords, so! It's not difficult at all to practice double sword integration. It's not difficult to memorize the tricks of combining the two swords. After a morning of practice, he memorized them all. The method that Grandpa Yang Zhu taught him is exactly the same as his mental method of "no sword is better than a sword".

Without Sister Qing'er's cooperation, he can still practice with two swords. Wait until the little junior sister comes in the future, and practice with the little junior sister!

After breakfast, the Mo family's branch altar began to be lively.

The people in each thatched hut came out and came to the martial arts training ground, each finding a place to sit down and laughing with the people around him. In a corner of the martial arts training ground, a high platform was erected. There is a table in the center of the high platform, and a chair behind the table. On either side of the high platform, there are several chairs.

Zhuang Zhou and Qing'er were led over by one of Yang Zhu's disciples and found a place to sit down in the front row. When everyone saw Qing'er coming over with him, they all looked at the two of them and talked in a whisper.

Yang Zhu said that he had other things to do and did not come.

"Who's going to be speaking today?"

"I heard it's Wang Xu!"

"Wang Xu? Who is Wang Xu? ”

"I don't know either!"

"You don't know Wang Xu?"

Not far away, someone stood up and introduced: "Wang Xu is a great talent!" He is not only proficient in the doctrine of Taoism, but he is also proficient in medicine. Legend has it that he was friends with the divine doctor Bian Que, and he was also a nominal disciple of the Mo family. Other than that! He has studied hundreds of schools of thought, such as famous masters and soldiers......"

After a while, the martial arts training ground was full of people. The people who came later, those who came from afar, there was no place to sit, they all stood on the periphery. Zhuang Zhou turned his head to look at it, and there were hundreds of people standing and sitting.

After a while, a middle-aged man about forty years old walked up under the hugs of everyone. He came to the high platform and sat down on a chair behind the table in the center of the high platform. Those who hugged each other also sat on chairs on both sides of the high platform.

Today! It was a special debate between Wang Xu and these people. Wang Xu from the top of the main seat gave a special speech, and then! People on both sides of the flank argued against his speech.

"So it's him?"

Zhuang looked on Monday and met.

The man named Wang Xu on the main seat was none other than the one who brought him rabbit meat last night.

"So it's him?"

"Oh? He is the famous Wang Xu! ”

"Good!"

"Who's sitting next to you?"

"I don't know either! Don't know any of them? ”

"You don't know each other?"

"It seems! Today Wang Xu has won! ”

Wang Xu, that is, the later Guiguzi.

At this time, he was not yet in seclusion. He was also preparing to live in seclusion, and when he passed by his hometown, he came to see his division commander Yu Li. Outcome! After arriving here, I found that there was an accident in the branch of the Mojia Mengxian County, and there was an accident within the Mojia family. But! He didn't see the bird, but he unexpectedly met his uncle Yang Zhu here.

He was also a nephew of Yang Zhu, and he studied Taoism with one of Yin Xi's disciples for a while. He has studied Taoist doctrines, especially the Taoist art of war, metaphysics, and dialectics.

Wang Xu's speech soon began.

Because Wang Xu gave him a rabbit leg last night, so! Zhuang Zhou listened very carefully. With Zhuang Zhou's current level, it is natural that he cannot fully understand Wang Xu's doctrine and theory. After all! He was only eight years old, and he was still a child. But! He was still able to understand something.

In the middle of the speech, the people in the audience slapped their hands in support of Wang Xu, and he also slapped them.

At the end of the speech, several people on the high stage began to debate.

Zhuang Zhou listened for a while, and he couldn't understand it anymore. They seem to be arguing about something, one moment Taoism, one moment Mohistism, and another moment Confucianism, citing scriptures and arguments, and talking about everything.

"Zhuang Zhou! Let's go to the jousting competition! ”

Then! Qing'er stood up and pulled Zhuang Zhou for a while. Qing'er couldn't listen to it anymore, so she wanted to find an opportunity to come out.

"Tournament?"

"Hmmm! I'm going to compete with you! I'm going to beat you! ”

Zhuang Zhou glanced at Sister Qing'er, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he didn't take Sister Qing'er seriously at all.

"Compare to compare! You can't beat me! ”