Soon, Li Qingshan knew whether it was the feather fan that was powerful or the dust was powerful.

In the first and second years after the old Taoist priest took over the discipline of Li Qingshan, the content of his homework remained unchanged, and he was asked to get up every day at five watches to review his homework, copy books and practice calligraphy, and recite aloud for half an hour after eating, and then still study the classics.

Two years later, the changes began. The old Taoist priest asked Li Qingshan to no longer study the classics of the hundred schools of thought, but to concentrate on studying Taoist classics, starting from the Tao Te Ching, Nanhua Sutra, Taixuan Sutra and other Taoist scriptures.

Before, because of the strictness of "Mr. Shangguan", Li Qingshan's reading heart was already very firm, and he was rarely distracted. But after all, a teenager is a teenager, there are always moments when the mind is racing or lazy, the old Taoist priest is always discerning, and generally "hums" first and then shoots, and the pain of sweeping the dust is more powerful than the feather fan of Mr. Shangguan.

Since ancient times, famous teachers have produced high-level apprentices, which one of them does not use sticks? Perhaps the old Taoist priest is well aware of this principle, and Li Qingshan is at ease.

The Taoist temple here is small, and the collection of books is not much, but they are all classics. As long as Li Qingshan completes a certain stage, the classics of the next stage will appear on his desk. These classics were carefully selected by the old Taoist priest.

However, the Taoist classics are far different from what they have been learned, some of the contents are arbitrary, and some are obscure and difficult. If understood literally, Li Qingshan can understand that if you want to understand it deeply, you need to be old and read, which is impossible for Li Qingshan to do before. As a result, many of the classics could only be read and memorized, and his mind was like a big house, into which one book after another was crammed. However, the old Taoist priest loves to study him, and if the silent recitation is not smooth or the annotation is unclear, it is inevitable to sweep the dust.

"Sour Confucianism is still a little better than poor Dao", Li Qingshan thought secretly in his heart, but he never dared to say it.

"Mr. Shangguan has gone home, I don't know if I have accepted new students?" he couldn't help but think of Mr. Shangguan again.

In fact, endorsement has always been his strength, and many classics can still be memorized, such as those Taoist classics, which are read every day, and they are memorized backwards. In addition, the old Taoist priest was particularly attentive to the annotations of several Taoist canons, so he comprehended it very thoroughly, and it was in his heart.

And as he grew older, the old Taoist priest gradually added many "lessons" to him:

When he was eleven years old, Li Qingshan had to practice grasping and retrieving objects 3,000 times a night to practice the method of night vision. He also wants to practice a set of physical fitness boxing that everyone in the world will do every morning, start with five watches, and then review his homework.

When he was 12 years old, Li Qingshan had to go up the mountain every day to chop firewood and carry firewood down the mountain, which had to be firewood from thousands of feet away from the Taoist temple; every day he had to go down the mountain to carry water and water up the mountain, and he had to have the water at the foot of the mountain.

At the age of thirteen, Li Qingshan began to practice a set of breathing and breathing techniques that run day and night, and gradually developed the regularity of breathing.

Among these courses, especially the most subtle method of breathing and breathing, not only can you regulate your breathing when you do homework and work during the day, but you can also regulate your breathing when you sleep. After a year of diligent practice, his breathing and breathing have become very regular, his breathing is stable, he goes up and down the mountain to carry water, chop wood, and walk like flying, and he is no longer panting and congested. Moreover, he seemed to be able to feel the breath in and out of the dantian, and he often felt empty in the dantian.

When he was fourteen years old, the old Taoist priest took out the "Purple Cloud Divine Sword" and asked Li Qingshan to use it for at least one hour a day to "realize the sword". The so-called "Wu Sword" is nothing more than asking Li Qingshan to hold the sword flat in his hand, and put a slippery bead on the tip of the sword, so that it cannot be allowed to fall. An hour later, he took another piece of thick wood and drew dozens of markers, so that Li Qingshan could cut off a mark with one blow with each sword.

The old Taoist priest patiently explained: "If you use a sword, you must first understand the sword." Ordinary swordsmanship pays attention to sword moves and sword styles, and Gaoming swordsmanship pays attention to sword intent and sword qi, and talks about a three-way of reason, qi and strength. If you really want to use this divine sword well, you must realize a 'unity of body and sword'. If the sword is in hand, you must make it your flesh and blood, and you must know its length, thickness, width, weight, and bluntness, and your joys, sorrows, pleasures, and hatreds must also be concentrated on the sword. ”

"Allowing you to raise your sword and stand upright, move your sword and cut wood, is nothing more than to let you feel the sword body, let you cultivate your mind and cultivate your qi, so as to achieve calmness, qi comfort, and condensation. If you practice this way according to my method, you will not fall if you lift the beads and cut the wood, you will naturally be able to achieve the unity of the mind and the sword, and then the butterflies and birds, flowers and leaves will fall into your sword, and you will not be able to escape. ”

It sounds easy, but it's especially hard to practice. At first, Li Qingshan couldn't even lift the sword steadily, let alone reach the point where the bead did not fall, every time the bead was put up, it fell with a "clang", hundreds of thousands of times.

Cutting wood is also about the same, every time you shoot, it is either too far away, or it is a small part, and it is extremely difficult to hit with a blow.

In order to practice this sword, he was often upset, and when he was angry, he raised his sword to cut stones and trees, and the stones and trunks in front of the Taoist temple were not less chopped by him. Often at this time, Chu Sihai is extremely happy, and he is tired of mocking on the side:

"Ouch, the sword god Li Qingshan raised the divine sword to cut stones, it turns out that the divine sword is used like this......"

"It's pretty good to cut down trees, hey, don't stop......"

"That's all you have to do, Xiao Qingshan......."

The mountain is pure, and when the little Taoist priest is practicing, although the old Taoist priest is also closing his eyes and cultivating, he is actually observing Li Qingshan's every move all the time. He saw that Chu Sihai and Li Qingshan often quarreled, and they mixed together in their spare time, so he repeatedly told Chu Sihai not to teach Li Qingshan any martial arts.

The old Taoist priest explained: "Qingshan's time to practice martial arts has not yet come. Now you only need to recite the scriptures, strengthen your body, cultivate your mind, cultivate your potential, and cultivate the momentum of heaven and earth in your chest, and the power of the North Underworld will be able to earn in the future. ”

Chu Sihai felt that what the old Taoist priest said seemed to make sense, but it was unreasonable. According to common sense, whoever does not practice martial arts according to the secret book must learn it, and only when he practices in a small way can his skills be pure. But Li Qingshan has not practiced martial arts when he is more than ten years old, how can he be proficient in martial arts in the future?

But Chu Sihai also knew that the old Taoist priest had great hopes for Li Qingshan, and everything he planned was a long-term plan, and what he did must be carefully planned. Therefore, he really didn't dare to teach martial arts to Li Qingshan at all. Otherwise, with his first-class master realm in the rivers and lakes, wouldn't it be easy to teach a one-and-a-half-trick?

During Li Qingshan's arduous cultivation, Shen Chen and Du Yi often brought Shen Mingyue up to visit. A few years ago, when they went up the mountain, as soon as Shen Du and the others went up the mountain, they saw the little Taoist priest Li Qingshan from a distance holding a large bowl of thick white rice, mixed with a few green vegetables, squatting at the gate of the Taoist temple, not in a hurry to eat.

However, Li Qingshan cultivated the Tao at a young age, and he had to endure the hardships of pure cultivation that ordinary people could not endure, and he did not have the slightest youthful happiness. Shen Chen and Du Yi, as relatives, feel sad every time they go up the mountain.

The white fox is very loyal, and he never leaves Li Qingshan every day. And the longer it grows, the more handsome it gets, and the hair is like a ball of snow.

Shen Mingyue didn't think so much, and she was still very aggressive. Every time she went up the mountain, before she arrived at the gate, she shouted: "Brother Qingshan. Then he walked like flying to the temple, obviously having done a light job.

Chu Sihai was also happy to see Shen Mingyue come up to visit Li Qingshan. Only when Shen Mingyue came up to the mountain would the Taoist temple be more vigorous, Li Qingshan would be temporarily freed from the boring cultivation, and the old Taoist priest would not be so strict.

Chu Sihai often secretly tempted Li Qingshan and said: "What kind of bird path to cultivate, it is as light as a bird, and it is not happy at all." I'll take you to play. Li Qingshan will pretend to be stupid at this time and deliberately turn a deaf ear. The old Taoist priest's dust, he was really afraid.

For Shen Mingyue every time she goes up the mountain, Chu Sihai also likes to tease her and occasionally teaches her martial arts. For Shen Mingyue, everyone doesn't have so many rules and requirements. Chu Sihai's teaching to her is also what she wants, she can teach whatever she wants, although she is not a master and apprentice, she is no different from a master and apprentice. Therefore, every time Shen Mingyue went up the mountain, she stayed for a day or two, or half a month, and she could learn some new martial arts.

And every time Li Qingshan finished his homework, he stood quietly beside him and watched Chu Sihai and Shen Mingyue practice martial arts. Shen Mingyue often tempted him to come to practice martial arts, he always smiled slightly, waved his hand and didn't learn. Chu Sihai looked at him because he had just finished the work of chopping wood and carrying water, his sleeves were still on his arms, and he was alone and independent, as if he was smiling but not smiling, looking detached from the world, he was angry in his heart, and said fiercely: "Get out! Why don't you learn, you have learned the poor acid of the rotten Confucianism and the dullness of the old Taoist, and it is really annoying to look at it! You are always peeking like this, if you remember it in your heart, the old Taoist will blame me again!"

The stars have changed, and Li Qingshan has reached the age of fifteen. At this time, he was already straight, strong, deaf and clear-sighted, calm, gentle and quiet, and he looked like a young man.

And Shen Mingyue also became a slim girl, under the teaching of Chu Sihai, her martial arts gradually became successful, and she had a lot of rules.

On this day, Li Qingshan finished all his homework and saw Shen Mingyue practicing swords on the big stone flat, with Chu Sihai pointing by the side. He also took the Purple Cloud Divine Sword and raised his sword beside him to stand tall, only to see that the bead had stayed firmly at the tip of his sword, and it must not be rolled down. It just so happened that a butterfly flew by, he remembered what the old Taoist priest said, "Falling leaves and flying flowers, butterflies and birds fall into your sword and don't want to fly out", naughty heart rises, shakes off the beads, raises the sword to hold the butterfly, lightly dances the tip of the sword, up and down left and right, fast or slow, the butterfly really can't fly out of the tip of his sword.

Chu Sihai sighed, his eyes full of admiration.

Shen Mingyue turned her head and saw Li Qingshan holding the glowing Purple Cloud Divine Sword teasing the butterfly, and her heart was also itchy, and her childlike heart rose, and she raised her sword to grab the butterfly. Who knew that the butterfly didn't grab it, but his sword was opened by the tip of Li Qingshan's sword, and the butterfly still couldn't fly out on the tip of Li Qingshan's sword. She tried a few more times, but she couldn't catch the butterfly.

Shen Mingyue was annoyed, pinched the sword trick, brushed several swords, and actually used the "Cloud Shocking Sword Technique" taught by Chu Sihai to snatch the butterfly.

Li Qingshan was not flustered, he let go of the butterfly, there was no move on the sword, and the tip of the sword was smoothly and steadily entangled with Shen Mingyue's sword, just like a magnet that sucked Shen Mingyue's sword, so that she couldn't make a sword move.

Shen Mingyue was even more annoyed, with a lot of internal force in her hand, a large amount of internal force was injected into the sword, and Li Qingshan's sword flew out, and then asked angrily, "Brother Qingshan, what kind of swordsmanship are you?"

Li Qingshan said ashamedly: "There is no swordsmanship." Practice beads to practice. ”

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