The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 42 Crush!

Wow!
As soon as the great scholar Yixian's voice fell, Wei Cang, Qingfeng, Lingsi and others were shocked!
Enter the Tao!

Entering the Tao again!

Moreover, it is one of the four arts of immortals that is extremely difficult to practice, the immortal in painting!
"Impossible! How is this possible?"

"Even learning calligraphy would take a genius half his life."

"He has only been a disciple for two years, and not only has he mastered the Dragon Dance, but he has also mastered the Painting Fairy?!!"

Qingfeng looked at Su Changqing in disbelief, and murmured like in a dream,
"Where on earth did this monster come from?!"

Wei Cang above was also stunned at this moment, staring blankly at Su Changqing beside him.

He originally thought that Lingsi was a rare Confucian and Taoist genius, and that in just four years, he had mastered calligraphy and painting.

But compared with Su Changqing... No, there is no comparison.

With two immortal arts to his name, what would it matter if he did, let alone people of the same age?
"This son."

Wei Cang's lips trembled slightly, "Even stronger than Qing Chen back then!"

……

"Brother, is it difficult to enter the Dao? Why do they seem a little bit unbelievable?"

Su Changqing looked at Shuhan beside him in confusion.

He had never come into contact with any scholars other than his teacher and senior fellow students.

Li Qingchen had already mastered the four arts, which were unfathomable. His calligraphy was also perfect in meaning, and his calligraphy was at the level of Tao.

In addition, he did not practice for long before he succeeded, which gave him the illusion that it was very easy to "enter the Tao".

"Forehead"

Shuhan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a mosquito-like voice:
"Hey, we are all from small places, we haven't seen much of the world, so entering Taoism is nothing."

Qingfeng, who was standing next to him, seemed to have heard it and his eyes suddenly widened.

Are the four arts nothing insignificant?
Are all of Ruxian’s disciples so strong?

"I see."

Su Changqing suddenly realized what was going on when he heard this. It was a pity that he had been feeling a little complacent just now.
……

Everyone was talking about it, and Lingsi's eyes became even redder.

It’s not that I’m unwilling to accept the defeat, it’s just that the grievance in my heart is even greater.

Why does he still bully others even though he is so strong!
"I don't believe you can win in chess or music! Can you master all four arts?"

Lingsi wiped her tears, looked at Su Changqing stubbornly, and took the Liu Fengqin beside her.

"I want to compete with you in music!"

After saying this, Lingsi sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the zither with both hands.

"or."

Seeing that the other person was about to cry, Su Changqing said awkwardly: "Why don't we stop competing?"

"No! Are you looking down on me?"

Ling Si looked at Su Changqing with red eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not that fragile. Show me your strongest ability!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lingsi plucked the strings of the zither, and suddenly the sound of the zither began to flow, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, graceful and melodious.

The music seemed to jump in the air, sometimes light and sometimes passionate.

It can be heard that, at the level of "skill", this melody is already extraordinary.

When the song ended, even Wei Cang, Mo Lan and others could not find any fault with it.

However, Su Changqing was even more embarrassed at this time. What was they talking about?
There is no artistic conception or Taoist rhyme, it’s just that the technique is better, but isn’t this the basics?
"or."

Su Changqing was hesitating whether to give up directly and give face to his junior sister.

But at this time, Li Qingchen, who had been watching calmly, spoke:

"Don't worry too much, just use all your skills and win beautifully."

"Failure is not scary. What's scary is not even seeing your opponent's true strength." "Showing your true ability is the greatest respect for your senior sister."

Su Changqing's face became serious when he heard this, and he bowed and said, "Disciple understands."

After saying this, Su Changqing took out the somewhat old xylophone and sat down cross-legged.

"call"

After closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Su Changqing opened his eyes and saw endless killing intent!
"Zheng!"

As soon as the sound of the piano began, an eerie chill instantly enveloped the entire world.

The overwhelming killing rages out from the music, like swords and cavalry galloping on the battlefield, or gods and demons dancing wildly and fighting between heaven and earth!

At this moment, every note was like a sharp sword, flashing with cold light and carrying a fierce murderous intent.

The strong rhythm, like the thunder of war drums, is breathtaking.

Wei Cang, Mo Lan and Yi Xian listened to the piano music with expressions of boundless shock.

They are very familiar with this melody.

At that time, Li Qingchen was sitting cross-legged in the sky, using this song to shock and kill thousands of enemies, and scared everyone.

"Qin Sha: Ghost God Abyss, the first song, shakes the heaven and earth!"

Wei Cang and the others were silent and dazed, as if they were brought back to the time of Ru Xian by the murderous music.

Qingfeng and Lingsi, listening to the music that made them sweat profusely, felt as if an infinitely sharp sword was pressed against their throats.

Only Su Changqing has not yet mastered the Daoist-level Qin Sha. But as long as he has the righteous spirit, tens of thousands of swords will fly across the sky within a thousand-meter radius, flattening the world!
At this point, no one cared about the outcome. Lingsi's piano playing might be good, but compared to Su Changqing, there was a world of difference.

Not long after, Su Changqing finished his song, and everyone present was speechless for a long time.

Only the little girl who had just come of age was still holding her head up stubbornly, with red eyes.
"And chess skills! Come again!"

Lingsi was proud, but now, her pride was shattered. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

She knew that she had little chance of winning the literary competition, but she was unwilling to accept that!
For her, this article may be just a small setback in her long life.

But for her master, it was an insurmountable hurdle in his life!
If she doesn't fight with all her might, she will be unworthy of her master's four years of teachings!
"Nice kid."

Li Qingchen gave a rare compliment upon seeing this.

As expected of Senior Brother Wei's disciple, he has a tough personality, dares to fight, and can afford to lose.

In this competition, if we were to say who suffered the greatest blow, it would obviously be Lingsi.

If the competition continues, Lingsi will be under tremendous pressure.

But Li Qingchen understood that Lingsi was not doing it for himself.

"Disciple."

Wei Cang shouted with a trembling voice, but before he could finish his words, Ling Si said firmly:

"Teacher, let me fight for you again!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Cang clenched his fists, his eyes filled with a myriad of emotions.

The obsession that had been suppressed by Li Qingchen for a long time now showed signs of loosening.

A sense of indomitable spirit that made the heaven and earth tremble quietly dissipated.

Li Qingchen's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this. After a while, he looked at Su Changqing and slowly said:

"In the next game, don't hold back, kill all the opponent's pieces within fifty moves!"

Senior brother is about to achieve enlightenment, and he wants to lend a helping hand to Wei Cang!
Su Changqing knew that the teacher was serious when he heard this. Although he didn't know why he was so targeting the other party, he could not disobey the teacher's orders!

"Sister Lingsi, I'm sorry."

Su Changqing let out a long sigh, and the indifference in his eyes suddenly turned sharp.

It would take only fifty steps to defeat the opponent, even he would have to be serious.

As Su Changqing's aura changed, the image of a simple boy from the mountain village collapsed in an instant!

Instead!

It is the culmination of Confucianism and Taoism, the invincible belief that can look down on all directions!
(End of this chapter)