Early the next morning, just after dawn, Qin Feng was awakened from his sleep by the sound of wind blowing in the yard.
Qin Feng got dressed and walked out of the house. Then he saw Qin An, who was shirtless, holding a narrow-edged knife and waving it over there.
The morning light poured down, and the other party's sweat-covered muscles looked gleaming, which made Qin Feng really envious.
If you have such a figure, why worry about not having a beautiful woman by your side?
"Brother, are you awake?" Qin An stopped waving the blade, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked closer.
"Well, by the way, second brother, I just want to ask you something. If I abandon literature and pursue martial arts, where should I start?"
"Brother, you don't want to read books about sages anymore?"
Qin Feng sighed: "I have been reading books for more than ten years, and I have not even stepped into the Literary Initiation or the Ninth Grade Root Building. Maybe I am not a material for reading. Second brother, if you are in the Shenwu Dao lineage, if you have divine help, I would like to, big brother. Try it."
"What the elder brother said... also makes sense." Qin An thought for a moment, then his body sank, he took up his horse stance, and explained: "Strength rises from the ground, and if you want to enter the ninth level body refining realm of Shenwu Taoism, First of all, we have to polish the bottom plate. Brother, you can learn from me first and try to stand upright and see how long you can hold on."
"Okay!" Qin Feng shouted, followed by a gourd and a gourd. He still didn't believe it. He was a time traveler, but he couldn't even hit the horse step?
He is a man who wants to become a God of War!
After half a stick of incense, Qin Feng leaned against the wall, breathing heavily and sweating like rain.
"Brother, don't be discouraged. You are very talented for being able to hold on for so long for the first time."
"Is this true?"
"Of course it's true."
Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and I asked why I was so tired. It turned out that everyone was the same. It seemed that Shenwu Taoism was tailor-made for me!
"By the way, second brother, how long did you last for the first time?"
Qin Feng pondered for a while and replied: "The first time I walked on horseback was when I was ten years old. I lasted for about three hours. Huh? Brother, where are you going?"
"Library!"
"Aren't you going to practice Zama Step?"
"No more practice!" Qin Feng left angrily.
If you study martial arts but not literature, you are useless as a Chinese. I want to study for the rise of the Qin family!
...
Squeak~
The door of the library was pushed open, and at first glance, it was filled with all kinds of books, many of which were high-quality and unique books.
Qin Feng casually picked up a book called "Daqian Map Zhi". The content was nothing more than about the geographical division of the Daqian dynasty. He flipped through the pages and had a preliminary understanding of the entire distribution of the Daqian.
Due to the rampant demons and demons, the Daqian Dynasty was unable to do anything, so the late emperor divided the entire Daqian territory into five regions. In addition to the central area, which was fully controlled by the dynasty, the four regions in the southeast, northwest and northwest were managed by four princes.
Jinyang City, where the Qin family is located, is in the southern region and is under the jurisdiction of Prince Luo.
"By delegating power to the four princes, wouldn't the Qian Dynasty be afraid of losing its position?" Qin Feng looked through the books and was confused, but he soon got the answer.
Outside the four regions of the Daqian territory, there are still foreign races who are eyeing them. The princes of the four regions have to spend a lot of energy to resist the foreign races, so they have no spare time to covet the imperial power.
"Allowing the four princes to compete with foreign races will not only protect the territory of Daqian, but also consolidate the aloof position of the imperial power. As expected, those who can become emperors are all old foxes." Qin Feng sighed and read the "Daqian Map" "Put it back on the bookshelf.
For the next hour, Qin Feng stayed in the library, constantly flipping through books.
Through reading, he learned more and more about the world, but he also discovered a fact that frustrated him.
"Even though I have read more than ten books, I still don't feel the slightest change in my body. It's no wonder that the original owner has still not been able to enter the ninth level of root building after studying for more than ten years. It seems that the path of becoming a literary saint is really not that easy."
Qin Feng put down the book in his hand and sighed.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something: "Cang Feilan of the Demon Slayer Division once said that the Literary Saint Taoism emphasizes the initiation of literary energy, but what exactly is this literary energy and where should it come from?"
In order to solve his confusion, Qin Feng began to search back and forth in the library.
However, among the tens of thousands of books in the study, most of the Taoisms involved are about gods, warriors, and hundreds of ghosts. Even if they mention the Taoism of Wensheng, they are only mentioned in a few words.
"Bah, vulgar warrior."
Qin Feng spat. This result was also what he expected. Daqian used force to rule the country and secure the country. Compared with the gods, warriors and ghosts, the number of people from the Wensheng Taoism was pitifully small. Naturally, there were few people on the market. Books on the practice of literary saints.
"Is it true that the path of Wen Sheng Dao Tong is dead?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, and the whole world became different.
In addition to the green light spots he had seen before, he was surprised to find that there was also a faint white light emitting above each book!
Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, somewhat in disbelief.
"This white light...couldn't it be Wenqi?!"
