Zheng Yuanxun was so anxious that his mouth foamed in the safety of his home. He knew that his mother refused to leave, so he hurried to ask: "Why did my mother change her mind again?"

"Since you have invited the kind-hearted princess to come forward, we are avoiding each other again. This is not trusting them! Have my son forgotten the family precepts?" The old lady looked shaking, and the yellow vine crutch was heavily on the ground, shouting: "Did you forget it!"

Zheng Yuanxun quickly knelt down and advised: "Don't be upset, mother! The child will never dare to forget it!"

"Then you can listen to it!" The old lady was tall and young, her face was flushed, full of energy, and could hear it clearly even if she had more than ten steps away.

Zheng Yuanxun had no choice but to speak loudly: "My descendants should establish themselves with faith, treat people with kindness, and treat friends with sincerity. It is better to be defeated by trusting others than to be suspicious of others." Zheng Yuanxun printed more than ten pages of the family motto, and Zheng Yuanxun took a paragraph from the "Integrity to Establish People" and recited it to his mother.

"While you ask someone to stand out, your whole family escapes, is this treating others with sincerity? This is two-faced and three-killing!" The old lady became angry as she said and slapped her son's arm with a rattan pole.

Zheng Yuanxun quickly uttered and said, "Mother, my son knows that he is wrong." He also made a painful expression.

The old lady then calmed down and said, "Don't doubt people, but no doubt people. Even if the movie garden is broken by a thief, what if my old body dies here? My Zheng family still has a huge foundation, and my descendants can still stand between heaven and earth. If you are like you, you will have a life for a while, but will ruin the family traditions passed down by your ancestors, and your descendants will inevitably fall step by step. You can bear this sin!"

"My son knew he was wrong." Zheng Yuanxun, who was nearly forty years old, was scolded by his mother and could only listen obediently like a child.

"It's better to die here without getting to such a situation!" The old lady paused her vine stick, still holding her breath and walked into the house.

Zheng Yuanxun did not dare to get up without his mother's approval. After a while, he saw the maid next to the old lady coming out and said, "Master, the old lady said, please go there, don't have to serve here."

Zheng Yuanxun then stood up and retreated.

The family is a big business and natural person is a mixed bag. The story of Zheng’s mother teaching her son soon reached Qian Yiqun’s ears.

Qian Yiqun was quite moved. In the chaotic times of the late Ming Dynasty, many gentry went to trouble, and the old and the young died. One was that the Ming people were strong. Another was that there was a great mother who set an example and upholds moral education. How could a son become a traitor if he did not worry about his own life and would rather defend his family tradition?

Qian Yiqun thought of Zheng Yuanxun’s unjust death again, and sighed in his heart, saying: Even for the respectable Mrs. Zheng, he would save his whole family to be safe.

While waiting for Li Zhenli and Wang Shouzhong's reply, Qian Yiqun summoned the three girls to watch them practice sword skills. The three girls knew that there were strong people covet this place and worked a lot. They practiced swords in Maoyou, Ziwu nourished their energy, and did not dare to slack off.

Although Yiying Tower is divided into thirteen veins, its roots are always one. The three of them have been accustomed to the Huayue Lingfeng Formation, but they focus on different aspects. Qian Yiqun slightly adjusted the sword skills of the three, and based on the mysterious arts, he used the Huayue Lingfeng Formation as the basis to produce a Flower Bloom Four Season Formation.

This sword formation is based on the four seasons. Yang Ai is the spring, Li Xiangjun is the summer, Gu Meiniang is the autumn, and Wei Xiuniang is the winter. During the squad, spring and autumn extend, and winter and summer alternate. It is used in sword techniques and bursts with force. It just fits the personalities of the four people and is easy to reach a tacit understanding. However, the three girls don’t know Wei Xiuniang’s existence, and they only think that Qian Yiqun is taking the sword to participate in this formation.

"The Taoist priest is really a master. It took only a few minutes to change Hua Yue Lingfeng into such a wonderful small formation." Yang Ai was not stingy with her surprise and praised her greatly.

"Average." Qian Yiqun pretended to be humble, but said in his heart: It is actually not difficult. The sword formation is nothing more than leading people into the formation, capturing people's retreat, and killing people in desperate situations. As long as he calculates his position, he will never be able to leave the category of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

"Teacher Taoist Master, why do you have cold winds when using the winter sword? But I can't use a warm sword technique." Li Xiangjun asked with his head raised.

"You can use swords to hold a sword, this is called swordsmanship. Using a sword in accordance with the method is called swordsmanship. When you use it to experience the sword intent, it makes people feel as if you are in the scene. This is the way of swords." Qian Yiqun concluded, "You are still young and you are walking around and experiencing the world's affairs. The natural feelings, and you will naturally be able to enter the Tao with skills."

"Teacher, do you think I'm right?" Gu Meiniang was not at all alienated. She never hid any questions. She seemed to have to earn back the 100 taels of silver given to her mother a year.

Qian Yiqun saw her pinch the sword technique and nodded, "It's not bad, I've been much more skilled, I haven't been lazy these days."

Gu Meiniang smiled and said, "I will pinch this trick whenever I have time."

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: Why is your child still unable to control the sword? Fortunately, Sister Gu is so embarrassed to praise you for being so handsome.

However, for children, the blow is not good. Qian Yiqun smiled and said, "Practice more, you will always succeed."

"Teacher Taoist Master, we have practiced a lot, why didn't we improve at all?" Li Xiangjun also asked.

Gu Meiniang had long suspected that Qian Yiqun was hiding his own personalities, but thinking that Li Xiangjun was as unaware of the sword as Yang Ai, it was obvious that he was not biased. Since Li Xiangjun asked, Gu Meiniang and Yang Ai naturally pricked up their ears and listened, fearing that something would be missed.

"Well," Qian Yiqun thought for a while, "in addition to the right skill, you also have to have feelings for the sword. Everything contains spirits, didn't your mother say this?"

The three girls shook their heads together.

Qian Yiqun had to pull a chair and sit down, and talked to the three girls about the introductory course of "all things contain spirits" and "sense of all hearts". Although he had only been studying for several months, he was not hindered from the use of it, as if he had been studying for a long time. Because Qian Yiqun had a fictional "master", no one knew that his time when he came into contact with mysterious art was so short, otherwise he would inevitably die of depression.

Therefore, the old man said: Comparison of goods requires throwing away, and comparing people requires death!

After a class, the three girls went back to the house to sit quietly and realized that Qian Yiqun could finally have a cup of tea to clear his throat.

A mouthful of sweet tea entered his throat, and Qian Yiqun's mind suddenly heard what he said from his lecture just now.

This sentence was summarized on the spot and said it to the three children. When I calmed down, it seemed to have great meaning. It was the joint where Liuling Ba Chong had not made any progress for many days!

Since his master passed it to him, this Liuling Ba Chong has been fighting for at least five years! When he was in the mountains, he fought every day, which has become a game. If this is the patience of wearing water and stones through the door, it should have improved a little after so long!

Qian Yiqun brought Qingxin Zhong and recalled what the master said in his heart.

——"The Emperor Bell is easy to learn but difficult to master, so you can write it down."

——Easy to learn but difficult to be precise, but also easy to learn but difficult to be precise.

——Anything that is easy to learn is simple, the simpler it is, the closer it is to Tao. It is difficult to be refined, but because the human heart is towards a high place, while the Tao heart is low in the dust and mud. Therefore, the old Taoist said: People's hearts are dangerous, and Tao hearts are small. With the high and superior hearts, how can the Tao artifacts that live like water and live in the evil of everyone?

Qian Yiqun suddenly gained something, looked back and held the clock in his left hand, and shook it gently.

The bronze tongue hit the clock wall, making a jingling sound.

This sound goes from light to heavy, and can be heard from the ears and turned into hearing from the heart.

In a trance, it turned into a low and distant bell sound.

Qian Yiqun shook the bell again, but the jingling sound was a crisp ringtone outside, while the inside was a yellow bell, and the thunder was left behind. There was only a beep, as if the ice had just broken, and it was like the molting of an old tree. It was inaudible, but it touched Qian Yiqun's heartstrings.

Qian Yiqun came out of the inner realm and looked down at the clock. Sure enough, there was a crack on the clock's face. He couldn't help but wonder: I've never heard of a bronze bell that would crack! Besides, it's okay for so many years, how could it crack today?

After looking carefully, it turned out that the thick dirt on Qingxin Bell was cracked.

Qian Yiqun ignored it, returned to his heart and gently sang the flowing bell.

Suddenly, a light blue light wandered on the clock face above the Lingyun Sea and gradually condensed into a ball. This Lingyun seemed to be alive, with its own breathing ups and downs, and it was trying hard to penetrate the clock face.

This seemingly vain behavior actually penetrated with a reminder!

Qian Yiqun suddenly felt his liver and gallbladder tremble, as if a stream of cold water flowed by, slightly stimulating, and it was an indescribable sense of coolness.

The big bell on the Lingyun Sea burst out with a light blue light on the side of the Zhen Gua. The bright light shot out from the runes of the array diagram, turning back and forth, with round and sprints and edges, and the heavenly books generally do not know its meaning.

Qian Yiqun recalled the secret passage of "Liuling Ba Chong" that Master said that day, and knew in his heart: It turned out that he had broken through the Ba Feng acupoint!

The wood qi in the liver was stirred by the rushing spiritual aggregate, and suddenly vented it, wandering in the body, and finally returning to the liver and gallbladder.

After returning, the wood Qi was not as undetectable as before, but turned from groundwater to a beautiful lake, slightly swelling and faint smoke.

Qian Yiqun felt a little when he saw the lines under the Zhen Gua. The bell in his hand made the yin and yang stumble, and the rise, transformation, inheritance and combination were smooth and coordinated. Although he didn't know how many thousands of times he hit it, it felt quite fresh this time.

A light blue light covered Qian Yiqun's body after the ringtone rang.

Qian Yiqun stood up and felt a thrust force that made him extremely relaxed in every move. He took two steps, his steps were full of wind, and he took more than ten steps in a blink of an eye.

——The blessing of the formation on the Zhen Gua can make people much faster!

Qian Yiqun couldn't help but shake it again, but immediately felt a dizzy reaction.

The spiritual aggregate is scarce!

Qian Yiqun looked at Lingyunhai, and saw that the sea was almost dry, leaving a pool of Lingyun water. Since he pushed open the gate of Langhuan Villa, he had never encountered the exhaustion of Lingyun!

Thinking of this, Qian Yiqun was surprised. If he could exhaust 80% of his spiritual power at once, how powerful would this formation map be! He ran twice in the yard, roughly calculated that his movements and body shape were nearly twice as fast as usual, but he consumed no more energy than usual. The same strength had higher efficiency, so the extra energy could only be his spiritual aggregate.
Chapter completed!