The setting sun shines in the evening, the clouds are like fire, the branches are swaying, the setting sun casts mottled light on the ground and the wall, and tranquility is restored in the small courtyard.

Yunjing sat under the pear tree in the yard and slowly read a book. The aroma of tea overflowed from the small table beside him. Song Yan always paid attention to the temperature of the tea so that it would not get too cold.

The ability of photographic memory can only allow Yunjing to accumulate written content faster than others. Merely memorizing it is not enough. He needs to understand it thoroughly and fully master it to make it his own.

His master Li Qiu once said that knowledge alone is not enough. In Yunjing's previous life, he also said that he knew what he was doing and why he was doing it.

Every time I read the contents of the books I have read and memorized in my mind, Yun Jing gains something new, and the meaning of the books becomes apparent after reading them a hundred times.

Years of indifferent character have allowed Yunjing to develop a mentality that reading books does not feel boring. Even if it is an ancient book that is difficult to understand, every time he understands a passage, he will feel great satisfaction in his heart.

Knowledge is spiritual food. Sometimes after reading too much, he will feel "full", just like after drinking wine and delicious food. Sometimes, after understanding the content of the book, he will feel as if there is an electric current flowing through his body, and he will feel refreshed.

Just reading can feed back the physical reaction from the spiritual level. Yun Jing once thought about this state. He felt that reading is also a kind of practice. What is cultivated is the heart and the spirit. When the state of mind and consciousness reach a certain level,

To the extent that will interferes with reality, the extraordinary can also be reflected at that time.

Li Qiu once told him that there was an old scholar who had never mastered martial arts. He was a master of the classics. Once he had a sudden enlightenment, all the meridians in his body were connected. He naturally opened acupuncture points to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to fill his body. He stepped into the advanced realm of martial arts in one fell swoop, and his hair turned white.

Turning the ink, cleansing the tendons and rejuvenating the marrow, you will be dozens of years younger, and you will be like a child again.

Reading can also prove extraordinary martial arts!

It’s just that there are too few people who want to reach that level through reading. They are rare. But once such a person appears, his potential is endless, his future achievements are limitless, and he can be treated as a treasure.

As far as the Dali Dynasty is concerned, many masters in the mythical realm in history were unknown in martial arts in their early years, and spent decades wasting their time. Once they had an epiphany, they became unstoppable.

However, people who have achieved extraordinary results through reading have a fatal weakness, that is, their own ideas cannot collapse. Once they have doubts about their own ideas, the consequence will be the collapse of the entire spiritual world. It can be said that everything will be reduced to nothing. Compared with martial arts, step by step

Cultivation is ten thousand times more dangerous!

But having said that, one can prove transcendence through reading. How tenacious is the mentality of such a person? How can it be shaken by some external forces.

Such people are very strong, but if they can defeat them spiritually, it will be very easy to deal with them.

Yunjing once saw an example in a classic book, which said that it was an existence of a mythical realm in an enemy country. This person proved the mythical realm through reading books. He spent his whole life explaining and proving his spiritual ideas, but in the end,

But he died at the mouth of a young boy.

The specific process is not clearly recorded in the classics, but it was Meng Tong who exposed the belief he had worked hard for his whole life with one sentence, and then the existence of the mythical realm collapsed.

It can be seen that reading is also a very dangerous thing.

When an idealistic person's ideals are hit, the consequences will be disastrous for the person himself.

Yunjing is still far away from that level, and besides, he is not pursuing the path of studying and becoming enlightened, so he doesn't have so many worries. After all, he is still different from people in this world.

Reading can strengthen his spiritual side, and it is of great help. It is directly transformed into "substantial" strength, so he does not have the weaknesses of a poor scholar like Hao Shou. It can even be said that Yunjing has been on the path since he was very young.

He followed a path that was different from everyone else in this world.

Don't argue or get angry, let everything take its course, don't be irritated because you don't get close, and don't be complacent because you have gained something.

I am just a passer-by in the world, like the flowing water, I don’t care where I came from, and I don’t care about the way back...

Fang Yueyue was practicing martial arts in the corner of the yard. As a young girl, she took a light and agile route, moving around like a cheerful bird, trying not to disturb others by making any noise.

She is a very sensible little girl. She is young at her age, but she can restrain herself very well.

Occasionally, her eyes crossed Ye Tian's figure, and the little girl felt an unknown excitement in her mind. The world is so good, and being young is so good. She has never thought about the future, but she is happy now, and that's enough.

Ye Tian practiced calligraphy carefully on the stone table in the courtyard, and his strokes were quite satisfactory. However, after all, he had only been in school for a few months, and he could not even recognize all the commonly used characters. His current calligraphy was really hard to praise.

But he is working hard, as everyone does at the beginning of learning. If he makes a little progress every day, he will eventually gain something.

Even in the past Yunjing, at the beginning of learning, the handwriting was no different from that of a dog crawling.

Yun Jing read a book leisurely, Fang Yueyue practiced martial arts seriously, and Ye Tian practiced calligraphy assiduously. The three of them formed a harmonious picture.

The sun was setting and night was approaching. Yun Jing closed the book and asked Song Yan to prepare dinner. Then he said to Ye Tian: "Brother Ye, you have been practicing calligraphy all afternoon. Stop. Learning is a matter of relaxation and restraint.

Don’t be too hasty, let’s do this for today.”

Hearing this, Ye Tian nodded, but still insisted on filling up a piece of paper before putting down the brush. He couldn't write small characters now. He could only write a few dozen words on a one-foot-square piece of paper, and it was very short.

Ugly, it's obvious that he can't even make his handwriting even.

Yunjing didn't laugh at him, after all, he had also come from this level.

To be honest, the teenage Ye Tian did not have a mature mind, so it was really rare that he could persist for so long. Even Yun Jing was a little surprised.

Not to mention other people, just take a few of Yunjing's friends. When he was as old as Ye Tian, ​​no one could insist on practicing calligraphy for more than half an hour. It was really boring and painful.

Anyone who has experienced this knows that many times, even after writing a word dozens or hundreds of times, hey, he actually doesn’t recognize it and can’t write it anymore. It’s so magical.

Ye Tian took a long breath after putting down the brush, rubbed his sore and slightly trembling wrist and smiled at Yun Jing: "Brother Yun, I practiced twenty characters today and wrote each character three hundred times.

Does it disappoint you?"

He used his mind power to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to help nourish his sore wrists. Yun Jing said: "I thought you would complain and get tired after practicing for a long time, so I was ready to push you. I never thought you would grit your teeth and persevere."

Feeling the cool and refreshing feeling on his arms, Ye Tian asked in surprise: "Brother Yun, did you do this?"

After receiving Yun Jing's nod and affirmation, Ye Tian knew that his brother Yun was extraordinary, so he didn't care. He continued: "I still remember what brother Yun said back then. He is down-to-earth, step by step, and the opportunity to learn is rare. How many people in the world ask for

But if I can’t, how can I dare to be tired?”

Smiling, Yun Jing said: "Having said that, don't torture yourself too much. Today I just want to see your character. Don't do it again in the future. It is hard to write for a long time, but after a long time, it will damage your arms.

The damage is very serious, and there is even a possibility of being discarded. Don't be careless. Let me give you a suggestion. When you practice calligraphy in the future, stop and take a break every half an hour, look at the mountains and rivers, and move your arms.

What do you think?"

"I listen to Brother Yun." Ye Tian, ​​who regarded him as a relative, agreed without hesitation. He knew that Brother Yun would not harm him.

Fang Yueyue, who had stopped practicing martial arts, came over and poured Ye Tian a cup of tea. She sat by the side with her little hand on her chin and listened to their chat.

She is not a scholar, but after watching this afternoon, she realized deeply that studying is actually more tiring than practicing martial arts. At the same time, she also realized that it is no wonder that the status of scholars is so much higher than that of martial arts practitioners. It is not unreasonable.

Nodding, Yunjing said: "From now on, just do as I say. Practice calligraphy for two hours every morning and evening, and relax the rest of the time. Knowledge cannot be achieved by just working hard. Study hard."

, you will only learn to become a nerd.”

Ye Tian didn't have any idea about these, so he didn't bother with them. Instead, he asked out of curiosity: "Brother Yun, how long does it take to practice calligraphy before you are good at it?"

With a dumb smile, Yun Jing seemed to have returned to the time when he asked his master this question ten years ago.

He said: "It's hard to say when you will reach the end of practicing calligraphy. Just like me, I have never stopped practicing calligraphy since I was in school. I insist on writing every day. I still feel that there is room for improvement and I don't dare to feel tired at all. Maybe I am very tired.

I can’t feel any progress for a day and a half, but as long as I persist, I will always gain something.”

After a pause, Yunjing continued: "I can't give you an answer to your question. Let's put it this way. When you practice calligraphy and wear out a thousand brushes, your handwriting should be barely readable."

Li Qiu also said this to Yun Jing at the beginning, not because he wanted Ye Tian to feel this kind of pain, but it was the fact.

Without similar accumulation and experience, how can we achieve anything?

"That's it, I understand. I will work hard to practice calligraphy and polish off a thousand brushes in the future." Ye Tian nodded seriously.

Yun Jing shook his head and said: "It's a normal calligraphy practice. You have to write every stroke carefully, instead of deliberately tossing the brush. You still have to understand the difference. You don't have to calculate it deliberately. Day by day, month by month.

Year after year, when time passes, you will find that the brushes are wearing out one after another, and your handwriting will become more beautiful day by day. Moreover, a thousand brushes is only a short-term goal. As for the long-term, the handwriting in the hands of readers is

It will last a lifetime. As long as you live, the pen in your hand cannot stop."

"Brother Yun, don't worry, I will remember what you said, and I will definitely do what you said," Ye Tian said seriously.

"I'm just reminding you, giving you a way forward, don't be too deliberate, and you have your own life, you can't just do whatever I say." When he said this, seeing his disapproval, Yun Jing

He didn't get entangled, but said happily: "Speaking of which, you will have to suffer in the future. Practicing calligraphy is a very painful thing. The calluses on your hands will fall off again and again. Anyway, you, Brother Yun,

This is how I got here, work hard, there is still a long way to go.”

"I'm not afraid. In fact, I'm not afraid of Brother Yun's jokes. I also know that I'm not very smart. I can't go wrong if I follow the path that Brother Yun has walked. It will definitely be better than just thinking about it on my own." Ye Tianrao

He scratched his head.

If you are not smart, just follow the example of smart people. Brother Yun is so smart, and he is right in his designation. I don’t want to reach his height, but it doesn’t mean I have no goals.

No longer entangled in these, Yunjing said: "You started later than others, so you need to work harder than others. I will give you a suggestion for the time being. In terms of knowledge, I will try my best to teach you. What about yourself?

, before you get the title of scholar, and before you wear out a thousand brushes, try not to get distracted by practicing martial arts, what do you think?"

Thinking that it would not be difficult for him to pass the exam as a scholar, Yunjing simply gave him an additional condition, so that he would not be fooled by his entire reputation as a scholar.

As for Ye Tian's martial arts training in the future, Yun Jing is not worried about it. If he practices martial arts, he might just take off in a spiral on the spot. He is so unreasonable anyway!

"I have no problem," Ye Tian said indifferently.

Although Fang Yueyue next to her had never seen Yun Jing take action, she knew that educated scholars have sharp eyesight and knowledge, so she took the time to ask: "Brother Yun, I don't know much about reading, but practicing martial arts

If so, can you give me some advice?"

"Sister Fang, you have many experts in your family, I'm afraid it's not my turn to give you advice, right?" Yun Jing said dumbly.

In Zhengqi Villa, there is more than one true artistic conception. Fang Yueyue obviously has a high status. Yunjing said this, but he did not mean to shirk it.

Smiling, Fang Yueyue said: "Brother Yun, don't get me wrong. I really want you to give me some advice. When I saw you giving me some advice, even though I didn't understand it, I thought it was very powerful, so I'll listen to you."

There should be nothing wrong with what I said. After all, everyone’s advice is a rare and valuable experience.”

This girl is good at talking. Yun Jing said with a smile: "Since you don't mind it, let me tell you my humble opinion. Regarding martial arts, I am only in the late stage of acquiring martial arts. The journey of martial arts can be said to be in its infancy. I will give you my profound opinions.

I'll just talk about my own humble opinion. I won't go into too much detail about your family's situation. I think you won't be short of martial arts secrets and the like, and you won't be short of people to give you guidance. What I want to say is, lay a good foundation, don't
To be continued...