My wife is a sword god

Chapter 5 The atmosphere of the book
In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, Qin Feng, who was sleeping, was awakened by the sound of breaking wind in the yard.

Qin Feng put on his clothes, walked out of the house, and saw Qin An, who was shirtless, wielding a narrow-edged knife in his hand.

As the morning sun poured down, the other party's sweaty muscles looked gleaming, which made Qin Feng really envious.

If you have such a figure, why worry about not being accompanied by beauties?

"Brother, are you awake?" Qin An stopped swinging the blade, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked closer.

"Well, by the way, second brother, I just have something I want to ask for advice. If I abandon literature and pursue martial arts, where should I start?"

"Brother, don't you read the books of sages?"

Qin Feng sighed: "After reading books for more than ten years, I haven't even stepped into the cultivation of literary energy and the foundation of the ninth grade. Maybe I am not suitable for reading. Second brother, you are in the martial arts. If you have divine help, I will also want to help you." try."

"What big brother said... also makes sense." Qin An thought for a moment, then his body sank, and he took up his horse gait, and explained: "Strength starts from the ground. If you want to enter the ninth-grade body training state of the Shenwu Taoist system, you must first polish it. Pan, big brother, you learn from me first, try to do the horse stance, and see how long you can last."

"Okay!" Qin Feng shouted loudly, followed by a gourd painting. He still didn't believe that he, a majestic traverser, couldn't even tie a horse's foot well?

I am a man who wants to become a warrior!

After half a stick of incense, Qin Feng leaned against the wall, panting heavily, sweating profusely.

"Brother, don't be discouraged, you are still very talented for being able to hold on for such a long time for the first time."

"Is this true?"

"Of course it's true."

Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and I asked why I was so tired. It turns out that everyone is the same. It seems that Shenwu Taoism is tailor-made for me!
"By the way, second brother, how long did you last for the first Zama step?"

Qin Feng pondered for a while, then replied: "The first time I did the horseback riding was when I was ten years old, I persisted for about three hours, huh? Brother, where are you going?"

"The library!"

"Aren't you going to practice zhama stance?"

"Stop practicing!" Qin Feng left angrily.

Learning martial arts but not literature is in vain to be a Chinese. I want to study for the rise of the Qin family!
squeak~
The door of the library was pushed open, and at a glance, it was filled with all kinds of books, including many high-quality goods and rare books.

Qin Feng picked up a book at random. The title of the book was "Pictures of Dagan".

Due to the rampant demons, the Dagan Dynasty was incapable of doppelgangering, so the founding emperor divided the entire Dagan territory into five places. Except for the central government which was in full control of the dynasty, four princes were in charge of the southeast, northwest and four regions respectively.

Jinyang City, where the Qin family is located, is located in the southern region and is under the jurisdiction of Prince Luo.

"Delegating power to the four princes, isn't the Daqian Dynasty not afraid of losing its status?" Qin Feng flipped through the books, wondering in his heart, but he soon had an answer.

Outside the four domains of the Daqian territory, there are also foreign tribes eyeing the tigers. The princes of the four domains have to spend a lot of energy to resist the foreign tribes, so there is no spare time to covet the imperial power.

"Let the four princes consume with the foreign clans, not only can protect the land of Dagan, but also consolidate the detached position of the imperial power. Sure enough, those who can become emperor are all old foxes." " was put back on the bookshelf.

For the next hour, Qin Feng stayed in the library, constantly flipping through books.

Through reading, he has a deeper and deeper understanding of the world, but he also discovered a fact that frustrates him.

"Even though I've read more than ten books, I still haven't felt the slightest change in my body. No wonder the original owner still hasn't stepped into the Ninth Grade Rooting Realm after studying for more than ten years. It seems that the road of Wen Sheng is really not so easy to walk."

Qin Feng put down the book in his hand and heaved a long sigh.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something: "Cang Feilan, the demon slayer, once said that literary sages and orthodoxy emphasize the empowerment of literary energy, but what exactly is this literary energy and where should it come from?"

Qin Feng began to search back and forth in the library in order to solve the confusion in his heart.

However, there are tens of thousands of volumes of books in the study, most of which involve Taoism about gods, martial arts, and ghosts. As for Wen Sheng Taoism, even if it is mentioned, it is only a few words.

"Bah, vulgar warrior."

Qin Feng spat, this kind of result was also expected by him, Dagan used force to rule the country and the country, and the number of civilized, sage and moral people was pitifully small compared to the gods, martial arts and ghosts, so naturally there were few people in the market about Books on the practice of Wensheng.

"Could it be that the road of Wen Sheng Taoism really doesn't work?"

As soon as the words fell, a golden light flashed in Qin Feng's pupils, and the whole world became different.

In addition to the faint green light spots he had seen before, he was surprised to find that there was also a faint white light emitting from each book!
Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a little unbelievable.

"Would this white light be Wen Qi?!"

(End of this chapter)