Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 89: The Dao of the Heart?

Zong Lingxi, who was in front, turned around and smiled faintly, saying, "Junior Brother, your words align with my thoughts!"

Upon hearing this, Su Zefeng's bones went soft, and he hurriedly cupped his hands, saying, "Great Master Sister, let us encourage each other!"

"Su Zefeng, you lackey, disperse! Watch as daddy gives you a few punches!"

Feng Sanbao angrily picked up an inkstone and was about to smash it.

Just then, two figures appeared outside. Upon seeing them, the students in the room immediately sat up straight, with their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts.

The ones who arrived were the robust and muscular Jiang Fuzi and the ethereal and elegant Qin Yuliu Fuzi.

The two scanned the room and walked to the last row of seats, where they sat down.

Listening to the lecture and exchanging insights, this was the norm in the academy.

The entire classroom fell silent in an instant.

All that was left was waiting for Xin Fuzi to arrive.

The hour of the Rabbit had passed, but Xin Fuzi hadn't arrived.

At the beginning of the Dragon hour, Xin Fuzi still hadn't arrived.

At the end of the Dragon hour, he still hadn't arrived.

In the middle of the Snake hour, Xin Fuzi finally arrived, yawning. He walked into the classroom, sat down, and his gaze seemed absent-minded.

He had stayed up late chatting with Huiruqing, and after seeing her off, he was then pulled by Murong Xiu to discuss future plans. That guy's plans for the future were all empty talk, extremely unrealistic, but Xin Fuzi couldn't drive him away for fear of hurting his self-esteem.

People with kidney deficiency usually have a strong sense of self-esteem.

"Fuzi? Fuzi?"

Li Xiyue reminded him in a low voice.

Xin Zhuo finally reacted, raised his head and glanced around. Not only were there students from his own classroom, but there were also seven unfamiliar faces among them. Behind them were Qin Yuliu and a chubby woman.

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared wide, with a hint of anger on their faces.

No matter who waited for one or two hours, their mood wouldn't be too good.

The entire classroom was filled with faint fluctuations of True Qi.

Were they outstanding students auditing the class? Was it an inspection by the school leaders?

Should they offer them Lunar Serenity Well water?

It probably wouldn't be easy! It would be too ostentatious.

Xin Zhuo gathered his spirits, cleared his throat, and according to his plan, tore off the poem paper behind him and pointed to Su Zefeng at the back, saying, "You, recite it."

Su Zefeng stood up, feeling a bit confused. He had been too focused on observing the conversation between Jicunxiao and the others just now. Then he was startled by the arrival of Qin Fuzi and Jiang Fuzi. With all these distractions, he couldn't remember a single word.

"Hmm?"

"I can't."

"If you can't, then get out!"

"Fine, I'll leave!"

Su Zefeng's face was filled with anger, but he didn't dare to explode. He gave up and walked out of the room, standing by the door. His chest rose and fell irregularly, and the more he thought about it, the more frustrated and uncomfortable he felt, causing his eyes to turn red.

"The world knows beauty as beauty, but ugliness exists..."

Xin Zhuo began to slack off. He was quite skilled at slacking off during work hours. He even pondered whether he could talk to the Autumn Palace Pavilion about his salary. Who would work without a salary?

After finishing one passage, he explained the meaning behind it, but the passion from yesterday was already gone, and he felt a bit bored.

Even so, the students below, including the two Fuzis, Qin Yuliu and Jiang Fuzi, were still listening with great fascination.

The profound principles contained in the "Dao De Jing" were without any impurities, not a single word was superfluous. It even had an indescribable charm. After listening to it and reciting it silently, one would feel a lingering fragrance and endless aftertaste.

Ji Cunxiao and Zong Lingxi, who were initially cold and indifferent, also frowned as they gradually accepted and tasted it.

Finally, when Xin Zhuo finished speaking, Zong Lingxi suddenly stood up and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect: "This scripture is indeed profound. I have learned from it. I just don't know if the young master knows about the martial dao and the art of war?"

At first, the conversation was polite, but towards the end, it started to sound like a questioning.

Ji Cunxiao also stood up and paid his respects: "That's right! The masters of Qiugong Pavilion are all highly skilled in both literary and martial arts. I wonder what qualifications and abilities a young master like you has?"

This statement was not polite at all, showing no respect.

Heliang Sheng and Li Xiyue, along with the other students, glared at each other, but they couldn't say anything.

Qin Yuliu and Master Jiang exchanged a glance, their faces filled with inexplicable smiles.

Indeed, they intentionally gave some guidance to Ji Cunxiao and the other students, with a hint of deliberate intention.

Last night, they were indeed shocked by the "Dao De Jing", but after a night of contemplation, they suddenly felt...

It was just a "Dao De Jing", and the master had at least ten ways to obtain it. Even if Xin Zhuo had a high level of comprehension, it would be enough for him to recruit students.

There was really no need to let a small bandit become a master. If he ruined the reputation, Qiugong Pavilion had many descendants of noble families, and the impact would be too great.

Xin Zhuo took in the expressions of the group of people. He was a bit confused about Qiugong Pavilion's intentions, but the higher his own value, the seemingly safer it would be.

Since that's the case, I don't have any insights, but I'm good at talking nonsense. It doesn't matter if you don't understand or if it has nothing to do with me.

He gestured for Ji Cunxiao and Zong Lingxi to sit down. After a moment of contemplation, he said with a serious expression, "Speaking of the martial dao, I'm not hiding anything. I have two sets of obscure insights here.

One is the cultivation method of Dou Qi: starting from the first stage of Dou Qi, then the second stage, the third stage...

After that, there are Dou Zhe, Dou Shi, Dou Ling, Dou Wang, Dou Huang, Dou Zong, and Dou Zong is powerful enough to transform Dou Qi into a horse and travel a thousand miles in a day.

There are also Dou Zun, Dou Sheng, Dou Di, and so on. There are also professions like alchemists and symbol masters. It's truly mysterious!"

"This..."

The entire room was in an uproar, including Ji Cunxiao and Qin Yuliu, who were astonished.

This kind of statement was unheard of, but with the "Dao De Jing" as a precedent, no one would easily question the authenticity of Xin Zhuo's words.

"What about the other set?" Zong Lingxi asked in surprise.

"The other set is even stronger!" Xin Zhuo said in a deep voice. "It is the cultivation method of the Martial Dao, which includes refining essence, Qi transformation, divine transformation, soul refining, void refining, and indistinguishable dao.

It is divided into many realms, similar to the nine ranks and eighteen stages of ordinary people, such as Innate, Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Gold Core, Nascent Soul, Divine Transformation, Self Union, Mahayana, Transcend Tribulation, and Ascension after Transcend Tribulation!"

"This..."

The atmosphere in the room instantly became solemn. Although this set of words was extremely mysterious, it seemed more real than the three stages of Dou Qi. Some of the realm descriptions were even similar to certain Martial Dao methods that the noble-born students present had heard of.

For example, Foundation Establishment was the foundation for a Grandmaster realm expert to build their body and cultivate True Qi in the Dantian.

And in some hidden mountains, it was said that there were super first-rank immortals...

Ji Cunxiao said seriously, "Please tell us more about this set. I am very interested."

"I can't!" Xin Zhuo refused, "Although I understand these insights, I am limited by my talent and cannot cultivate them. Moreover, out of a million people, not necessarily one can cultivate them.

But I can indirectly benefit the progress of martial arts. Of course, this is the foundation of my existence. I will only teach a little bit to the most outstanding students under my tutelage, depending on my mood. I won't teach anyone else. Please understand."

"Uh..." Ji Cunxiao sat down with an embarrassed expression.

Qin Yuliu and Master Jiang's ears twitched slightly. Their originally shocked expressions eased a bit, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

Outside, Lifu, who was listening by the corner of the wall, rushed straight to the corner of Qiugong Pavilion.

A face appeared on the trunk of a weeping willow tree: "You scholars in the room are not as quick-witted and cunning as a mountain bandit. Your minds are in chaos. He is only at the seventh rank. What insights could he have? This is just nonsense in a small book. Don't take it seriously!"

Lifu's face was almost dripping with embarrassment. "Yes, it scared me!"

(End of this chapter)