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Chapter 165 Qi training level nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine

"My dear teacher, please accept my disciple's respect!"

Zhao Yun and Song Shuwen came to Chu Wenliang and knelt down directly.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, you two get up quickly."

At this moment, Dahe Academy is already overcrowded.

Especially the gongs and jingles along the way, I heard that a champion came out of Dahe Village, and there was also a third overall pick, two big shots.

Many people from all over the surrounding areas came to watch.

Even the magistrate of Qinghe County had received the news in advance. How could he not be happy when such two people appeared in the place under his jurisdiction.

In particular, the emperor of the capital personally ordered the construction of large houses and courtyards in Dahe Village for the number one scholar.

Build a ten-mile archway in Dahe Village and pass it down from generation to generation.

Zhao Yun and Song Shuwen, one of them was wearing the number one scholar uniform and the other was wearing a top hat.

Respectfully, he bowed to Chu Wenliang with the student's salute.

Today, Chu Wenliang is not only not as senile as others in his seventies, with a head full of white beard and white hair, but he looks healthy and healthy, and seems to be living younger and younger than before.

All this is because Yang Donglai often gives him some life-prolonging elixirs, so his health will naturally not get any worse.

At this time, he was already crying with joy, and he personally helped up the two top-ranked students he had taught over the years.

He looked at the two of them with tears in his eyes, full of joy.

On both sides of him were his daughter and son-in-law.

His daughter, Chu Xiaoyun, and her family had already moved and settled here in Dahe Village three years ago.

One is to facilitate taking care of his old father here.

It is also to make it easier for the grandchildren below to study and read here. At the same time, Dahe Village is developing rapidly, so that they can have a good job and income, and have no worries about supporting their families.

All the male and female students in Dahe Academy also came forward to congratulate him, with all kinds of expressions showing envy, happiness, jealousy, and belief in working hard.

"My son, it's great. Now my son has won the first prize!"

As the crowd separated, Zhao Yun and Song Shuwen's respective family members ran over one by one in excitement and excitement. The two knelt down and kowtowed to their parents to express their gratitude for their hard work in raising them.

In the next few days, Zhao Yun, Song Shuwen, and their two elders directly booked Ma Xiuyu's hotel and held a banquet in the village.

In particular, I heard that Zhao Yun and Song Shuwen will return to the capital to take up official posts in three months' time, which will be the early spring of next year.

What's more, the emperor not only built a large house for the two of them in Dahe Village, but also had servants and servants to serve them. They were given silks, silks, money, and silver, and they were given mountains of rewards.

Even in the capital, the emperor prepared to build two mansions for them, and they became the emperor's ministers. How could everyone not be filled with envy?

As long as there are children studying at home, the elders of each family will nag in their children's ears every day, talking about Zhao Yunsong Shuwen, who was admitted to the top of the imperial examination, and urge them to study hard every day, so that they can take advantage of their children, like

They are equally glorious.

"You two are really confused. That Zhang Wenzheng is the sage of Confucianism in our Daliang Kingdom. How many people dream of joining his disciples, but you actually refuse it like this when you have such a promising future!"

When Cui Wenliang heard that the two were in the capital, the sage Zhang Wenzheng wanted to take them under his wing, but they were rejected.

If possible, Cui Wenliang himself would like to become a disciple of that literary sage, but his two students simply refused, so why not make him angry?

Even if the reason was that he was moved by his mentor, he still felt sorry for the two students.

Cui Wenliang sighed and looked at the two of them: "Of course I understand what you two think, and at the same time I feel very happy to have students like you."

Cui Wenliang said with an unquestionable expression: "When I return to the capital, if I meet that literary saint again, I must seize such a great opportunity. Have you two made a note of it?"

"Teacher, students understand, please remember your teacher's teachings."

Zhao Yun, Song Shuwen and others saluted Cui Wenliang directly and nodded in agreement.

The new year is approaching again.

"Senior, I made a breakthrough again, but alas, I still failed to successfully build the foundation!"

On this day, Long Feiyang came to see Yang Donglai dejectedly. Just by looking at him, he knew what the situation was.

Yang Donglai and Erya Xiaowen checked again as they did before, and they all looked surprised.

"Well, after the fifteenth level of Qi training, if it continues like this, it should be the situation I expected."

After Yang Donglai gave Long Feiyang two bottles of good pills last time, his cultivation level soared and he had reached the fifteenth level of Qi Refining.

This time Yang Donglai can guarantee that it seems that Long Feiyang does have the kind of special physique that he saw in online novels in his previous life.

"Brother-in-law, last time we asked you, you were always mysterious and didn't say anything. What's going on with his situation?"

Everyone in the yard once again looked at Yang Donglai expectantly.

Especially seeing the worry and nervousness on Long Feiyang's face, the three little girls stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

Yang Ningyue: "Dalong, don't worry too much, my father will definitely find a way."

Yang Qianyue: "Yes, Dalong, don't worry, my dad knows everything."

Bai Jingjing: "Yeah, there's nothing that the master can't handle, Dalong, just keep it in mind!"

Long Feiyang looked at them, smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Haha, those three girls are right. Although your situation seems very unreasonable, it is different from ordinary people."

"However, extraordinary things also have their own extraordinary qualities."

Long Feiyang was puzzled: "Senior, is this situation of mine beneficial to me or harmful to me?"

"Yes, brother-in-law, stop being so secretive and tell us quickly!" Erya urged with a face full of urgency.

Yang Donglai took a sip of tea, looked at Long Feiyang, shook his head, and nodded again.

I just watched Long Feiyang's heart-wrenching, ups and downs, it was really torturous.

"There are advantages, but naturally there are also disadvantages."

"The advantage is that during the Qi training period, you can become the first person in history. As long as you keep practicing, you can definitely become invincible!"

Long Feiyang's eyes suddenly widened when he heard this. What else was on his mind and he asked worriedly.

"Senior, I still don't understand what you mean. Well, I have already practiced Qi for the fifteenth level, but when will I be able to successfully build the foundation?"

Yang Donglai shook his head subconsciously: "I can't tell you this right now. You can take these first and improve your cultivation. Come to me when the time comes."

Yang Donglai directly gave a large jar of juice and various porcelain bottles of elixirs to Long Feiyang.

Although Long Feiyang did not get the results he wanted to know, with these abundant training resources, he was naturally very happy and satisfied, and finally left happily and gratefully.

Xiao Wen: "Brother-in-law, why didn't you tell him? Could it be that in his case, the foundation building cannot be successful?"

Erya nodded, with an expression that she thought she understood: "Looking at his age, he is over fifty years old, and he has miscellaneous spiritual roots. He cannot break through the foundation building. It is understandable. His brother-in-law gave him so many cultivation resources.

It can be considered as the most benevolent and righteous thing."

Yang Donglai smiled and shook his head: "No, you are wrong. If Long Feiyang's situation is really what I guessed, although it is difficult to build a foundation, he will definitely be the strongest existence in terms of future combat power!"

"Brother-in-law, why are you talking nonsense? He can't even build a foundation, so how can he become the strongest? If he meets anyone with a higher level of cultivation than him, he can crush him to death."

Erya curled her lips and didn't agree with what Yang Donglai said at all.

"Haha, if you can't practice Qi for more than ten levels, then what if you practice Qi for a hundred, a thousand, or even finally, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine levels!"

"What?"

Everyone thought they heard it wrong, and everyone was stunned! Pairs of eyes glanced around, and they couldn't distinguish Yang Donglai's face. They thought he was insane!

"Qi training nine...! Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine levels!" Erya shouted directly in a high-pitched voice, even her tongue was tied up.

"Brother-in-law, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Erya was speechless, and quickly reached out and touched his forehead, her face full of worry.

Daya hugged her son Xiaolan and hurried forward: "Brother Donglai, are you really sure what you just said? Look, how many fingers are there?"
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