Chapter 2871: Martial Intent Soaring into the Sky (Part 2)
The scene suddenly changed.
That was his first 'fight'. He had just left the family, and Xiao Qingxue gave him a book called "Baixuan Babu". With his speed of comprehension, he bet against Elder Bai Heng.
Then there was the second 'fight of martial arts', which was in the Xuanling Sect, where he and a so-called genius disciple were tested for martial arts talent...
The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time...
Gradually, he walked from that remote place to the center of the continent, to the center of the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, and blossomed with an incomparably bright light.
Whether he is in the Body Tempering Realm, the Great Emperor Realm, the Nine Heavens Supreme, or even the Supreme Heavenly Master, his martial arts talent is always stronger than his opponents.
He won every 'fight'!
Even though he is now facing the two most talented men in the five realms, although his chess game is on the verge of defeat, everyone knows that his martial arts talent is higher than these two.
"What is martial arts to you?"
A sneer came from nowhere and rang out in the endless darkness: "Do you really love martial arts? No, you don't!"
"What you call love for martial arts is just because your unique martial arts talent can help you win every victory!"
"What you are addicted to is not martial arts, but the thrill of victory!"
"If your talent is mediocre, even worse than a mortal, would you still love martial arts?"
Every word is like thunder falling from the sky.
Suddenly, a huge tide rose in the darkness, completely engulfing Qin Nan.
I don't know how much time passed, but amid a burst of shouting, Qin Nan opened his eyes, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Why did you sleep for so long?" A voice complained. Qin Nan turned around and saw that it was Qin Changkong who was also a disciple of the Qin family.
Qin Nan looked around. At this time, he was in a wing room, which was the wing room of the Qin family where he had grown up.
Qin Nan felt a headache, and he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He seemed to have forgotten many things, many very important things.
"Hey, you kid, don't be downcast. Although you have only awakened the Huang-level first-grade martial arts talent, you can still engage in politics. Now the officials of our Daxia Empire have a very high status. I also heard that the prefect was angry last time. Several innate masters were directly arrested," Qin Changkong comforted.
"Yellow-level first-grade martial arts talent? Enter politics?" Qin Nan said with a confused face: "Changkong, what are you talking about? I can't quite understand you?"
"Damn it, you don't know anything anymore? Are you so stimulated?" Qin Changkong was half-shocked, then sighed and said: "That's all, I'll tell you, you must relax, Don’t take it too seriously.”
After listening to Qin Changkong's ramble for more than half an hour, Qin Nan finally recalled it. He is the young master of the Qin family in Linshui City. He is now sixteen years old. He awakened his martial arts talent yesterday.
In Canglan Continent, not everyone can practice. Everyone must awaken their martial arts talent at the age of sixteen. Martial arts talents are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, xuanhuang, heaven level is the highest, yellow level is the lowest, and each level is divided into ten levels.
The higher the martial arts talent, the more advanced techniques can be mastered, the higher the speed of practice, the higher the achievements, and the stronger the combat power. The lower the talent, the more limited the achievements.
Generally speaking, as long as you awaken your Huang-level second-grade martial arts talent, you can comprehend some low-level techniques and barely be able to practice.
However, Huang-level first-grade martial arts talent is almost no different from ordinary people, and it is really impossible to comprehend any skills.
In short, he is a pure waste on the way to practice, and he is not even qualified to practice.
Qin Nan felt bitter in his heart. He had always wanted to practice cultivation since he was a child. He had imagined countless times that one day he would become a great monk and travel across the Canglan Continent.
In the end, this is the result.
Qin Nan coughed twice violently and felt a little stuffy in his chest. This was an old problem of his. When he was ten years old, he was unfortunately hit by a thunderstorm. After he survived, his health became worse and worse.
"You." Qin Changkong patted Qin Nan on the back, and then whispered: "About tomorrow, the disciples of our clan will have to go to the martial arts palace in the city to study, and I can't accompany you. You If you want to be more open-minded, you'd better go to Wen Gong tomorrow."
In Canglan Continent, besides practicing cultivation, there is another way to go, which is to study literature, enter politics in the future, and govern the Great Xia Empire.
In Canglan Continent, if an official reaches a certain level, he or she will be no worse than those great monks in terms of status, status, etc. Even after you reach the third rank, the Great Xia Empire will use various natural materials and treasures to regulate your body and make you live a thousand years.
"Don't worry. I'll be there. You go ahead and do your work. I'm fine." Qin Nan nodded. Qin Changkong chatted with him for a while, and after making sure that he had no mental problems, he turned and left.
Qin Nan walked out of the courtyard and heard bursts of lively sounds from the martial arts training ground in the distance. He couldn't help but feel a little lost. Then he thought of his current situation and couldn't help but sigh.
He still wants to practice.
However, how can one cultivate a first-grade Huang level martial arts talent
Moreover, there is a rule in the Qin family that after a disciple reaches the age of eighteen, he must become independent from the family. As the young head of the family, if he continues to rely on the family and does not contribute to the family, his father will inevitably lose face and be ridiculed.
He had no choice but to go to Wen Palace.
Early the next morning, most of the young disciples of the Qin family headed to the Martial Palace. Qin Nan and two or three other disciples who were less talented or who loved politics went to the Wen Palace.
The Wen Palace course is very full. From morning to night, you have to study for eight hours. First, you will learn the most basic Four Books and Five Classics of the Great Xia Empire, and then you will learn more advanced content.
Qin Nan had been reading for a day, and when he returned to the room, he was already dizzy. After he washed his face and regained consciousness, he carefully took out a shabby ancient book.
This was a gift his father gave him when he was fifteen years old, a book on advanced martial arts called Thunder Sword Techniques.
There are not many words in this book, only a few thousand, and Qin Nan can already recite them backwards and forwards. But for some reason, everything in this book is like a book from heaven, and he still doesn't understand its meaning.
Qin Nan knew that it would make no sense to continue reading like this, but for some reason, he couldn't help but turn over the first page and read the extremely familiar content word for word.
He gradually exhaled and his body relaxed a lot.
(End of chapter)