At night.
Li Garden, East Campus.
In Chang Yu's room, Li Ziye looked at the pile of charms on the table and asked, "How's it going?"
"It's basically done."
Chang Yu answered truthfully, "However, it is not yet mature and needs to be perfected. If you give me another year and a half, it will definitely be close to perfection."
"I can't wait any longer. Give me a hundred for now." Li Ziye requested.
"One hundred?"
Chang Yu was startled and said, "Professor Li, are you trying to exhaust me to death?"
"It's just a hundred, not much."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "I'll come and get it before sunset tomorrow. You stay up all night and hold on tight."
"So urgent?"
Chang Yu asked in surprise, "Is there something wrong?"
"Children, don't ask random questions about adults' matters. Just concentrate on drawing your talisman." Li Ziye replied perfunctorily.
"One hundred is impossible."
Chang Yu said helplessly, "In such a short time, even if everything is complete, I can only draw ten pictures at most."
"so little?"
Li Ziye frowned, thought for a while, and nodded, "Just ten, don't get any defective ones. If this thing breaks down at a critical moment, I'll be in trouble."
"Professor Li can rest assured that the product produced by Chang Yu will be of high quality!" Chang Yu patted his chest and said confidently.
"Reliable."
Li Ziye responded without saying anything more, turned around and walked towards the room inside.
Inner room.
An unkempt old man was holding a pile of books and turning them over. His bloodshot eyes looked a little scary. He had obviously not slept for a long time.
"Mr. Zhao."
Li Ziye looked at the old man in the room and called out.
"If you fart, let it go!"
Zhao Tianlin raised his head and said impatiently.
"Is there any progress?" Li Ziye asked.
"It's only been two days and there's been a lot of progress."
Zhao Tianlin responded irritably, "You are urging me to die."
Li Ziye stepped forward and said calmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, please study slowly. I'm just here to take a look and give a piece of the technique to Mr. Zhao for his reference."
"Kung Fu?"
Zhao Tianlin frowned and responded, "I have no shortage of skills."
When he was a scholar, he would vomit after looking at the exercises in the Sutra Pagoda.
"This one is different."
Li Ziye took out a technique from his pocket, put it on the table, and said, "Mr. Zhao, you can take it as a reference. It will be helpful for you to create the secret technique of Qi Meridian."
"oh?"
Zhao Tianlin had a strange look on his face when he heard this. He stretched out his hand to open the technique on the table. When he saw the content inside, his eyes narrowed.
A finger from heaven!
"General martial arts is all about the manipulation of true energy. Only this fingering technique will use true energy to temporarily strengthen the fingers when making moves."
Li Ziye explained, "So, I think this technique may be able to inspire you, Mr. Zhao."
"A finger from heaven and a god-killing weapon."
Zhao Tianlin looked at the boy from the Li family in front of him and asked with a complicated expression, "Aren't you afraid that I will take this technique as my own?"
The Finger of Heaven and Man is not a popular technique like Feixianjue. Even during the years when he was a scholar, he never had the opportunity to see this technique. He only saw sporadic information about this technique in some fragments. records of law.
This is the legendary, top-level martial arts of Taoism. Although it only has one move, it has achieved great fame in the era of chaos among gods.
"Isn't martial arts just for learning?"
Li Ziye replied nonchalantly, "If no one learns it, then what's the use of it? If Mr. Zhao wants to learn it, or pass it on to others, feel free, I have no objection."
If it weren't for the difficulty of getting started, he would study Tai Chi and directly teach the people of the world how to use it. When the time comes, no matter whether they are monsters or gods, anyone who dares to cause trouble in the human world will be stabbed to death with one finger.
Zhao Tianlin was stunned for a moment after hearing the words of the boy in front of him. After a moment, he came back to his senses and said softly, "You are indeed different from ordinary people."
This kind of magnanimity is not even inferior to that of the Confucian leader who is a sage in the world.
"I know that I am like a firefly in the dark night, so dazzling, but Mr. Zhao, let's continue talking about business."
Li Ziye directly ignored the nonsense of the old man in front of him and said seriously, "Although the concepts of Heaven and Man's Finger and Qi Jing are similar, the priorities are obviously different. If you want to create a Qi Jing that can be famous throughout the ages, you still need to Mr. Zhao, you need to make groundbreaking breakthroughs."
"Just leave it to me."
Zhao Tianlin looked at the exercises on the table and said in a solemn voice, "I probably have some direction. It can take as short as three or two months, or as long as one and a half years. You will definitely see a brand new Qi Sutra. Don't dare to It's perfect, at least, it's better than the handicapped version of the South Vietnamese royal family."
"Old Zhao is mighty and domineering!"
Li Ziye complimented him, then bowed his hands and said softly, "Please."
"Long-winded."
When Zhao Tianlin saw this, he frowned slightly, waved his hand and said, "If you have nothing to do, leave as soon as possible. I'm busy."
Li Ziye straightened up and said with a smile, "Junior, please excuse me."
After saying that, Li Ziye walked away without staying any longer.
Outside the hospital, the moon and stars were sparse, and the night sky was so beautiful.
When Li Ziye walked into the courtyard, Mao Nanfeng happened to open the door of the laboratory. The two looked at each other and nodded in greeting.
"How long will it take to come back?" Mao Nanfeng asked.
"Win and come back."
Li Ziye replied, "The saint is about to pass away, and the world can't afford it."
"Ever thought about yourself?"
Mao Nanfeng continued to ask, "You should know how bad your situation is."
"I thought about it."
Li Ziye nodded and responded, "Just do your best. I can't calculate the outcome."
"If possible, think more about yourself."
Mao Nanfeng said seriously, "You have done enough for this Li family and this world."
"I'm not the savior."
Li Ziye smiled slightly and responded, "I'm just doing what I think is right. If I accidentally save the world, it's just a coincidence."
"I won't give you much advice."
Mao Nanfeng reminded, "Anyway, come back early."
"good."
Li Ziye responded and immediately left the east courtyard.
In the courtyard, Mao Nanfeng looked at the former's back and sighed softly in his heart.
He loudly declared that he was not the savior, but he was trying his best to leave the last hope for this world.
Digging coal mines, studying the underworld, going north to slay gods, renewing the lives of saints, and conferring martial arts on the world... everything was so extraordinary. While he was doing all this, he gradually exhausted his energy.
Manpower is limited and wisdom is easy to break. Even a sage like Confucian leader cannot save the world by himself, let alone a young man who has not been crowned for a long time.
This little guy is really amazing, so amazing that even this era is amazed.
However, he did not live long.
