After briefly introducing the two, Fang He explained another sentence to Zhao Hongqu:

"It's not easy to accept an apprentice for the teacher, you kid can do it. ”

Then the old man slipped away calmly.

made Li Xijing a little flustered...... What does it mean to let the senior brother watch it?

Moreover, the newly recognized senior brother looked ...... just now is so short-tempered, he doesn't agree with a word, and even the master dares to scold him directly......

Following the white-clothed young man Zhao Hongqu out of the gate of Miaoyin Fang, Li Xijing couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

Zhao Hongqu seemed to see his thoughts, stopped, patted him on the shoulder very kindly, and said with a smile:

"It's because I've cultivated 'out of context', and I'm like Master and them, who can't beat me, pretend to be beep, and they can be deliberate.

Actually, senior brother, I am usually very approachable, so don't be nervous. ”

"Broken chapters? deliberately, is Senior Brother cultivating any special supernatural powers?"

Li Xijing was very puzzled.

What kind of Confucian supernatural power is this? Why does the name sound weird? And it needs to ...... Beep?

"Hehe, when you reach a certain level of cultivation, you will come into contact with it. ”

Zhao Hongqu waved his hand, signaling that Li Xijing did not need to delve into it, and then said:

"The old guy seems to be very optimistic about you, and actually brought you directly to me.

But also, after all, he has not accepted an apprentice for so many years, and I think you must be the same as my senior brother and me, and you are also a rare genius in the world. ”

"That'...... Brother, what are we going to do next?"

Li Xijing scratched his head and asked.

I don't know why, it's also boasting, the Ye boiled wine of the Taoist Academy seems to him to be pretending,

And his own senior brother, although he has not seen him before, Li Xijing feels that it may be almost meaningful to describe his senior brother as a 'rare genius in the world'

This is probably the reason why the temperament is in place......

Zhao Hongqu took Li Xijing to walk on the lively avenue of Luo'an Street, and replied to the latter:

"Since Master has handed you over to me, it means that he doesn't think you have to rely on reading and interpreting characters to lay a foundation like other ordinary people. That's why I just asked me to teach you how to practice. ”

Boy...... Those who rely on reading books and interpreting characters have become ordinary people...... Aren't all Confucian disciples like this?

Li Xijing was a little surprised and asked, "What about ...... Senior brother, how do you practice?"

"Come to my house with my brother, and my brother will teach you slowly. Zhao Hongqu showed a meaningful smile to Li Xijing.

“......”

How does that sound like that...... So weird?

Fortunately, he is an eight-foot-tall man, otherwise it would be easy to think crookedly.

Li Xijing shook his head, threw away the bad taste in his heart, and said, "Senior brother, it's so late now, or ?...... tomorrow."

He was mainly worried that Li Xiaowan would not see him when he went home, and he would think about it again.

Zhao Hongqu walked briskly in front of him, shook his head and smiled:

"It's the best time of day, it's ...... I'll be able to teach you well......"

Li Xijing: "......"

......

......

After hearing Zhao Hongqu's spending a lot of money in Miaoyin Fang, Li Xijing knew that his senior brother had a mine at home.

At this time, following Zhao Hongqu into the gate of the Zhao Mansion, he was still shocked by the magnanimity of the mansion.

Everywhere there are gold carvings and jade bricks, rockeries and meandering waters.

If it weren't for Zhao Hongqu leading the way, Li Xijing felt that he might get lost in this mansion.

Walking through various corridors and pavilions, Zhao Hongqu finally brought Li Xijing to a pavilion.

Red lacquer carved railing, flower rock table.

Outside the gazebo, there is another courtyard.

The rockery in the courtyard emits a white light under the moonlight, and the water in the ring pond makes a ticking sound, but it makes the courtyard seem more secluded.

To Li Xijing's surprise, there was actually a figure he was somewhat familiar with in the courtyard - Zhao Qingli.

Immediately relieved, Zhao Qingli, Zhao Hongqu...... Both have the surname Zhao, and it seems that they are a family......

Zhao Hongqu took Li Xijing to sit down at the stone table under the pavilion, and shouted at the girl in Tsing Yi in the courtyard:

"Little carp, why are you still practicing swords so late?"

Zhao Qingli didn't seem to have a good relationship with Zhao Hongqu, and when he heard the latter's voice, he just glanced coldly at this side, then turned around directly and left without looking back.

This made Zhao Hongqu inevitably a little embarrassed, and explained to Li Xijing:

"My sister, I learned Taoism from the old man Yang of the Taoist Academy, and I was taken by the surname Yang, so I don't need to pay attention to her. ”

Li Xijing nodded, did not answer, and was even more surprised in his heart.

What kind of family is this Zhao family?

It's okay to be so inhumane, one of the brothers and sisters is the personal disciple of the head of the academy, and the other is the personal disciple of the dean of the Taoist academy......

The talent genes of this family are too unreasonable, right?

I don't know what kind of characters their parents are......

"Alright, hurry up, it's time to get started. ”

Zhao Hongqu didn't know what Li Xijing was thinking, and knocked on the stone table.

Li Xijing retracted his mind and nodded.

He was looking forward to what kind of mysteries this senior brother would teach him.

"Senior brother, do you know?"

Seeing Zhao Hongqu standing next to the railing of the pavilion, standing with his hands in his hands, in the moonlight, he looked extraordinarily elegant.

"Heaven does not give birth to me Zhao Hongqu, Confucianism is like a long night. ”

“......”

What's this? Why is it pretending to beep?

"Senior brother, let's calm down......"

Li Xijing stuck in his mouth with a mouthful, not spitting out or being unhappy.

Zhao Hongquyun shook his head lightly and smiled,

"Senior brother, you may not know that when I was sixteen years old, I entered the master's door, and I practiced 'calligraphy' in March and 'words and deeds' in half a year. Confucianism has been unprecedented for thousands of years.

The reason for this, in addition to the fact that I am extremely talented and unprecedented, is also because my cultivation style is different. ”

"Oh?" Li Xijing was shocked at this moment.

He had also heard that although there was no clear distinction between the three realms of cultivation, Confucian disciples had two major qualitative moments.

One is to cultivate "calligraphy", using the pen as the sword and the ink as the sword.

One is to cultivate "words and deeds", to confuse the law with words, and to follow the law.

It often takes years, or even longer, for ordinary people to develop "calligraphy".

And further "words and deeds", most people will not be able to set foot in this field in their lifetime.

As a senior brother, "calligraphy" in March and "words and deeds" in June, Li Xijing is indeed an unimaginable talent.

It's no wonder that the other party is so conceited.

The speechlessness of the previous moment suddenly turned into admiration, Li Xijing looked at Zhao Hongqu with curiosity, and asked:

"So...... Senior brother, what is your cultivation style?"

"Although Master asked me to teach you, my cultivation is not something that everyone can learn.

Senior brother's way of cultivation is ......"

Looking at the expectation in Li Xijing's eyes, Zhao Hongqu smiled mysteriously and slowly spit out two words:

"Write poetry. ”

......