"Could it be that I have accessed Dao? Does it have to be so easy? Hahaha... "The more Fang Zhengzhi thought about it, the happier he became. Then, his eyes looked around. Very quickly, his gaze landed on a fist-sized green rock in the courtyard outside the window.
With a whoosh, he jumped out of the window.
Very quickly, he reached the green rock with his short legs.
"Alright, I will use you as my test subject!" Fang Zhengzhi did a horse stance that he thought was rather cool. Then, he concentrated his energy into his energy center, formed a palm, and slammed it down on the green rock.
"..."
After a moment of silence, the storm arrived.
"Ouch!"
Fang Zhengzhi grimaced in pain. He was on the verge of tearing up. Yet, that green rock was still green rock. There was not a single crack.
What was going on? He had spent an entire night memorizing, why did he not improve at all? Fang Zhengzhi was very troubled. What was the problem?
Hang on.
Speaking of improvement...
Fang Zhengzhi's eyes suddenly lit up. He indeed felt improvement. This feeling was very real, but this improvement seemed to be different from what he understood.
Initially, he thought that after a night of "tough training", his meridians and bones would have a qualitative leap. Just like in the Wuxia novels that he had read before, he would have skin of copper and bones of iron. At the very least, he would have the strength of a bull.
But now, it was completely different!
There were no changes to his meridians and bones. His strength did not increase either. However, his control over his body seemed to be different.
This was a feeling of control. It did not mean that his hands had become nimble.
Instead, he could control a part of his body. For example, his meridians. He could control the contraction and contraction of his meridians. He could even feel the blood flowing in his body. He could even make his blood flow a little faster …
Actually, to many people, this was not a difficult task.
For example, when you are emotional, your heart will beat faster. Or when you exercise, your blood will flow faster.
But, these were two completely different concepts.
Because...
This control was very real!
Control? Control over one's own body? Fang Zhengzhi was filled with doubts. The training in this world was completely different from what he had imagined. Could this be the Dao of All Creation?
...
...
A few days later, in a huge house in a prefecture city of the Northern Desert.
A soldier was kneeling on one knee on the ground. Above him, the berserk lolita, who was wearing a bright red armor, was sitting cross-legged. Beside her was the young girl Yue'er, who was currently wiping the fine sweat off her forehead.
"You can't answer?"
Lolita frowned slightly. Could it be that she was mistaken? Was the Illustration of All Creation really an illusion? "What does this Li Huer look like?"
"Miss, Li Huer has a round head and is a little fat. His lips are quite thick."
"Hmm?" Lolita Chi Guyan's heart skipped a beat. She slowly stood up and walked lightly to the window, gazing at the snow-white flower blooming outside.
It was actually not that little thief!
That doesn't make sense. Even though the Southern Mountain Village Village Chief is a little inflexible, but he should still know the severity of the situation. That little thief knows how to read. In that case, if the age limit was six, how could he not arrange for that little thief?
Lolita Chi Guyan did not understand.
What was the problem?
Don't tell me the Southern Mountain Village Village Chief didn't know that the little thief was educated? That's even more impossible! Being from the same village, how could he not know which child was educated?
No, after this incident, that little thief would definitely be alerted.
When the people from the Divine Constabulary entered the Southern Mountain Village, there would definitely be a commotion. That little thief should have seen the question, how could he resist not answering?
His willpower is not bad! If that's the case, then sending more people to probe him wouldn't yield much. I can't beat the grass and scare the snake anymore. I have to wait for him to relax, then think of an ingenious plan to take him down in one fell swoop!
As Lolita thought about this, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"If you want to take, you must first give! I have to first find something that the little thief can't resist, then, wait for the right time, lure the little thief into the trap, finally … hehe, first recruit him to the Divine Constabulary, then, let his butt blossom! "
…
…
Recently, Fang Zhengzhi had been very diligent. Every morning, he would wake up to memorize books, and at night, he would also memorize books before going to bed. When he had nothing to do, he would take the Law of Dao Beginner's Three Character Classic and stroll around the village.
Then, it would cause some of the villagers to discuss.
"Oh, Zhengzhi is starting to study again?"
"Is he really going to study by himself?"
"Zhengzhi, quick, come over to aunty … tell aunty, how many words have you learnt in this period of time?" A thirty something year old lady sitting at the entrance of the courtyard immediately pulled Fang Zhengzhi to her side.
"I'm not saying!" Fang Zhengzhi straightforwardly rejected.
"You don't recognise a single word? Ha ha ha … "When the lady heard this, she instantly began to laugh.
"Aunty, do you recognise the words on this book?" Fang Zhengzhi suddenly looked at the lady with a somewhat stern expression.
"Look at what you are saying, how would aunty recognise these words?" The lady was somewhat embarrassed by Fang Zhengzhi's stare.
"So aunty doesn't recognise words? Ha ha ha … "Fang Zhengzhi laughed loudly three times, then swaggered off, leaving a group of villagers staring at each other, somewhat dumbfounded.
After walking around the village, Fang Zhengzhi would lie down on a large piece of green stone under the fence of the Hall of Dao, basking in the sun and putting on a show.
"Quick, look, Fang Zhengzhi is eavesdropping on Sir's lecture outside the Hall of Dao again!"
"What can he hear from outside? During the lecture, he can't even see the words, don't tell me he can still understand? "
"Who knows!"
Seeing Fang Zhengzhi sneak outside the Hall of Dao to eavesdrop, the villagers would once again discuss for a while. However, Fang Zhengzhi didn't make any noise, and never made any noise outside. After the villagers got used to it, they turned a blind eye to it.
Just like that, the days passed. Fang Zhengzhi's self-study in the Southern Mountain Village no longer attracted the attention of the villagers. Whenever they saw him holding a book, they also slowly became used to it.
Gradually, the villagers also began to treat Fang Zhengzhi as a scholar. Even though, he was not quite the same as the real scholars in the Hall of Dao.
But in the end …
Fang Zhengzhi still had the additional label of a scholar.
But, how many books did he read, and did it have any effect? Then no one knew.
…
One day, the sun shone brightly. As usual, Fang Zhengzhi slept on the large green stone in the Hall of Dao. Then, he suddenly realised that a small tree in the Hall of Dao had already sprouted a tender leaf. The leaf was poking half its head out from the wall.
With a thought, he instinctively recited a poem that he used to love.
"The garden full of spring cannot be contained, a branch of red apricot emerges from the wall."
"Brother is waiting for the red apricot!" Just as his eyes were half closed, the sunlight above his head seemed to be blocked by something. Opening his eyes wide, he saw a refined looking middle-aged man standing in front of him.
Fang Zhengzhi recognised him. This was one of the lecturers in the Hall of Dao. His name was Wang Anhua. He was very refined, but his face was a little too big, and always liked to block the sun.
"I see you sunbathing outside the Hall of Dao every day. Today, I will give you a test. How about that?" Wang Anhua seemed to not have heard the poem that Fang Zhengzhi had just recited.
"If I answer it, will you agree to one of my conditions?" Fang Zhengzhi slowly sat up from the large green stone and asked innocently.
Wang Anhua was momentarily taken aback. He had seen some students before. When the teachers set the questions, they would always answer them sincerely. Who would ask for conditions like Fang Zhengzhi?
But, thinking about what Fang Zhengzhi meant, he would only ask for conditions after answering …
This made Wang Anhua somewhat curious. Was this kid so confident?
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