There is a fairy world in my house

Chapter 483 Ancient Books
Zhang Qing then plunged into deciphering this ancient martial arts book.

Using the Internet, I asked the teachers in the school for advice, and even went to the nearby Institute of Ancient Languages ​​to ask about some uncommon characters.

After a month and a half in this way, he finally deciphered this ancient martial arts book named Holy Spirit Divine Art.

It's just that after the translation was finished, Zhang Qing felt a little puzzled when he looked at the vernacular version of the Holy Spirit's Art.

In this book, he is given four stages of cultivation, and he can develop a special and brand-new system-Shenzang.

Putting Shenzang aside, these four stages are quite depressing for him.

The Holy Spirit Jue is divided into four steps, the first step is good to say, body training is just a method of cultivating one's own body, you can do it to your heart's content.

But the second step, Juling...

Zhang Qing couldn't figure out whether there were spirits in this world.

After all, according to the ancient books, objects containing spirits often have powerful supernatural abilities, but in this modern society, they have never been seen once.

Then gathering spirits seems to be completely impossible to practice.

Gathering spirits doesn't work, and the third and fourth steps in the back cannot be carried out.

The only way to think about it is probably to find a way to open the divine treasure in the body during the body training stage, which can also bring a powerful increase in combat power to oneself.

"My talent seems to be not very good, very mediocre, but it is also a modern martial arts talent. But the martial arts in ancient books and modern martial arts seem to be completely different types, so maybe I, who can't benefit from modern martial arts, can give full play to it. Better results."

Zhang Qing's eyes shone with hope. His talent is too poor. In this gradually changing world, it is difficult to have any special development.

Although this ancient book has a lot of weirdness, it seems very unsuitable for today's cultivation, and there are many uncertain factors, but Zhang Qing knows that this may be his only way out.

Zhang Qing hesitated for a long time, and after two days, finally began to practice the Holy Spirit Art.

This practice is more than ten days without sleep.

At the same time, his high school entrance examination results have already come out, he is very unlucky, and he is at least 30 points less than the worst martial arts school admission score.

Not to mention that his talent has pulled back a lot and needs more points to make up for it.

So Zhang Qing bid farewell to the martial arts school completely.

"So what do you think now?" Mom sat on the sofa in the living room and asked Zhang Qing, who was in a daze, "Are you going to prepare for the exam for another year, or go to those ordinary technical schools?"

Zhang Qing looked up and thought for a while, then shook his head: "Technical school is meaningless to me, and even if it is a year of preparation for the exam, considering my talent, it is very difficult to go to a martial arts school."

Zhang Qing's words aroused her mother's complaint: "I told you to study hard earlier and you quit, but now you're fine, and you can't even go to school."

Dad laughed at the side: "What are you afraid of? Isn't there Li Mei? They have such a good relationship with each other. When Li Mei comes out, just promote her brother."

Speaking of Li Mei, this girl basically comes back for more than ten days during the Chinese New Year every year, and the rest of the time is locked in the school for so-called intensive training.

Every year when Zhang Qing sees Li Mei, she can feel that she is getting more and more terrifying, exuding a lingering aura all over her body.

However, as a younger sister, Li Mei is still very close to Zhang Qing, but it is a pity that all martial arts resources are strictly controlled, otherwise she would like to give half of her resources to him.

Sometimes the relationship between the two makes parents feel jealous.

Accepting my sister's help makes people feel suspected of being soft food, but Zhang Qing doesn't care about this.

It's just that he already has the possibility of the future, so he doesn't need to label himself this way.

"I probably won't be able to go to school, maybe I should find a martial arts gym and practice martial arts."

Zhang Qing said, "Although aptitude is said to be mediocre, maybe a little bit of diligence can bring about different results."

Dad was very happy with Zhang Qing's changes these days, and he kept nodding when he heard him say this: "If you can have your diligence these days, even if you have ordinary talents, you will definitely be able to eat and drink in the future."

"At least you should be able to apply for the status of a martial arts instructor."

Although my mother was a little displeased, but Zhang Qing's grades are here, even if he repeats the study, it may be difficult to make any progress.

And these days are indeed much better than before, which also makes her think that maybe she really goes to practice martial arts, and if she works harder, there will be a good way out in the future.

After all, these days, martial arts practitioners are already a huge and incomparable industry. There are countless martial arts gyms in various places. When the whole people practice martial arts, no matter how ordinary their aptitude is, they can have impressive skills after practicing diligently.

Joining a small martial arts gym at this time and being an ordinary instructor is really not that difficult.

It's a pity that although everyone understands this truth, there are too few people who can do it.

After all, with the energy of practicing martial arts diligently and putting it into study, the achievements you will get in the future will not be several times better than this.

"Since you want to practice martial arts, then I used to have an old classmate whose family opened a martial arts gym in a neighboring city. He was considered an all-powerful figure in school back then. If you learn from him in the past, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Mom hesitated for a while, and thought about it carefully, "But he is rather rigid, and he is very serious in his work. If you go to learn from him, you may suffer a little bit."

Zhang Qing smiled: "Since you want to practice martial arts, why do you care about suffering?"

Dad also agreed: "That's right, that's the reason."

In the end, my mother ran to the room, found out the classmate records of that year, turned to that page, and showed Zhang Qing the old classmate's address: "Look, it's here. When you get there, tell him about me. The name should be able to take care of you."

"It's a pity that after so many years, the contact information has been changed. Otherwise, I can contact you in advance."

Mom has a job here, so it's hard to find time to travel that far.

"It's okay, I'll just go over and take a look." Zhang Qing didn't care much about it, even if the old classmate didn't recognize his mother, he didn't need to care.

With ancient books in his body, he just wanted to find a random martial arts gym to cover himself, so as not to be discovered by others.

In fact, for Zhang Qing, it is best to run farther and not be met by people he is familiar with.

Therefore, he is still looking forward to his mother's old classmate, and he no longer misses the old love at all.

Parents began to pack up and salute Zhang Qing, and even took out a lot of money, most of which were tuition fees, and the rest was his living expenses for several months.

It was the first time he went out of the house, and his parents began to ramble on him, saying all kinds of things to pay attention to safety.

Although the father wanted to accompany him, he was stopped by his mother. A child will eventually become independent, especially a warrior, who can no longer be treated like a baby.

He is already an adult, it's time to go out on his own.

Early the next morning, Zhang Qing saluted with his back on his back, and boarded the train to the neighboring city.

　Originally I wanted to write about the plot of the school, but thinking about it, I just wrote it not long ago, so I tore up the outline and changed the angle again.

　　As a result... there is not enough time, and there is only one chapter tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)