"Chang Qing, how did you study today?" In the study room, Li Qingchen asked with a smile. Su Changqing smiled when he heard this, "Teacher, these chess, calligraphy and painting are all completed with the word "meaning"." "Although we haven't broken through the 'Tao' yet, it shouldn't be far away." Su Changqing is full of poetry and calligraphy. Although there is no arrogance in Su Changqing's words today, his confidence is gushing out. He could feel that what he had learned during this period was very strong. With the current progress, he is still very satisfied. When Li Qingchen heard this, he sighed in his heart. Sunan wanted to suppress Su Changqing's growth, but how could he suppress a monster like Su Changqing? Although Su Changqing had no idea about the level he was at, his increasingly powerful foundation still made him confident and calm.
If he were an ordinary student, Li Qingchen would certainly be happy to be like this. Confidence is not a bad thing, it will give people the courage to face everything. But Su Changqing is different. It is too easy to build his self-confidence. If not controlled, this self-confidence will turn into arrogance. Your ability can be improved, but your character must be suppressed! Thinking of this, Li Qingchen said: "Chang Qing, since you are so confident, how about I introduce you to one of my young disciples?" Su Changqing's eyes lit up, "Teacher's disciple? That's naturally good." Growing up, except for Li Qingchen, Su Changqing had no contact with anyone in the outside world, especially his peers. He urgently wants to know where he has reached in Confucianism and Taoism. "Haha, your first senior brother and second senior brother are both busy. This time, the person who comes here is one of my most incompetent disciples, named Shuhan." Li Qingchen looked at Su Changqing with a half-smile, "You must communicate well when the time comes." Su Changqing nodded when he heard this, feeling a little regretful in his heart. He actually wanted to compete with the teacher's disciples and see how strong he was. An incompetent disciple. It's not that he is boasting, he feels that he is quite strong now, and the younger senior brother is afraid that it will be difficult for him. Li Qingchen didn't say anything when he saw this, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly with amusement in his eyes. Shuhan, who became his disciple at the age of six, is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, is proficient in calligraphy, and is perfect in meaning and calligraphy. If it were not for Su Changqing, Shuhan, who was a literary saint, would be his closed disciple. If you want to say who will play a greater role in beating Su Changqing, then of course it has to be someone of the same age. Thinking of this, Li Qingchen did not hesitate and secretly sent the message to Shuhan. …
Zhongzhou, Holy Academy. Shuhan was very agitated during this period because the competition between the teacher and Uncle Wei was about to begin. Although it is just a competition between disciples, it is also related to the face of the Holy Academy. If they really lose, the reputation of the Holy Academy as the leader of the literary world will be greatly reduced. The key to his annoyance was that their chances of winning this bet seemed slim. First of all, it was too late for my junior brother to become a disciple. Although he was a child immortal, knowledge cannot be acquired in a day. It requires time and foundation. Although teachers can help students avoid detours, in the end, it is the students themselves who matter. In the literary world, Lingsi is already the most outstanding young person in recent years. It's not that he looks down on his junior brother, it's because he is well-known and he became famous at a young age. On the contrary, he had never heard of the name of Junior Brother. It just seemed to pop up out of nowhere. It didn't look like he had a good chance of winning. "Sir, Wanjin Tower is open for business. Lingsi's odds are 1 to 1, and Zhiyu's odds are 1 to 5." At this time, a Confucian scholar came in and said hesitantly: "I heard that the head of the hospital recently spent a lot of money to buy an ancient book, so that Lingsi can understand the artistic conception. Now Lingsi's calligraphy has become perfect." "In a few days, Wanjinlou's odds may change again." Shuhan sighed helplessly after hearing this. These days, his ears are almost numb from the news. Ancient books, Book of Songs, ancient scrolls. In order to win over him, Uncle Wei spent a lot of money. And under Wei Cang's careful teaching, Lingsi also made rapid progress. I even heard that Lingsi composed several remarkable poems during this period. One of the poems, "Autumn Wind Ci", only contains two sentences, and it is amazing. It can be imagined that Lingsi has made a lot of preparations for the competition in the near future. "Hey, I'm really worried. I don't know how knowledgeable my junior brother is now. Is he interested?" "Even if you can't win, I hope you won't lose too badly, otherwise." Thinking of the serious consequences, Shuhan couldn't help but sigh again. "Little sir, why can't you be the one to compete?" "You're not that old, and you've only just grown up. Even if you come forward, no one will say anything." "The leader of the Guard Academy named Ruxian's new disciple. Isn't this a clear sign of bullying?" The newly admitted Confucian students were somewhat unhappy.
"If I end up doing this, I will be bullying others." Shuhan smiled bitterly, "How many years have I been a disciple? I followed the master when I was six years old, and it has been sixteen years now." "But when it comes to the four arts and literature, even a great scholar is no match for me. How could I end up bullying a little girl?" "In this competition, the last one I'm watching is my junior brother. I just don't know where my junior brother is now." Before Shuhan finished speaking, his communication talisman suddenly lit up. His face was stunned, and when he saw who the messenger was, his eyes suddenly lit up. "teacher!" Shuhan immediately opened the message and saw the news from Li Qingchen. [Come to the south of the South Region, Qingshan Village to find me] [Remember, no matter who you meet in the village, you must be respectful and not presumptuous] [You are here as my little disciple who has been in school for half a year and has not made any progress. Whatever happens during this period, you must remain calm, remember! ] "The teacher is in the South Region, which means that the junior brother is also there?" Shuhan was surprised. Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of the teacher's letter, it was not a big problem. He could ask in detail when he got there. The most important thing now was that he could finally meet the junior brother he had never met. "The competition is about to start. The teacher asked me to go, and he must want me to teach the junior brother some experience." "That's good. Communication between peers should be clearer. I will definitely teach my junior brother well!" Shuhan looked serious and turned to run to his room. He brought a lot of things he had learned, written, researched, etc. in previous years. Whether it was for the victory or defeat in the near future or to help the junior brother, he must do his best. After getting ready, Shuhan briefly explained to some great scholars in the academy, and then they set off quickly. The Cangyan Continent is very large, with Zhongzhou located in the center of the world and the Southern Region in the southernmost part of the continent. Even for a cultivator with a successful cultivation, it would be difficult to cross a region without three to five years. But fortunately, there are great masters of formation who have built a super large teleportation array between the regions. As long as the price is affordable, you can reach your destination in an instant. Therefore, it didn't take Shuhan much time to teleport from Zhongzhou to the Southern Region. However, when Shuhan first arrived in the Southern Region, he was stunned by the desolate land and the people fighting everywhere. "Is the Southern Region so chaotic?"