Chapter 549: Artistic conception, sincerity in the heart, sincerity in the gun!

"Niece-in-law, this lady looks very simple!" Qu Sui'an said with a smile.

Yang Wanqing was startled, "Second uncle, Aunt Hongyun has always been with my grandmother!"

"Well, you can see that it's very impressive!" Qu Sui'an gave a thumbs up!

Qu Shaogong interrupted: "Second uncle, be more serious!"

Qu Sui'an glanced at him angrily, "When did I, your second uncle, become so immoral!"

"When were you passing by?" Qu Shaogong said without any politeness.

Qu Sui'an felt that his majesty as an elder was being challenged, and coughed lightly, "Ahem, you bastard, don't make random arrangements for me!"

Qu Changkong glared at him, "Don't you know what you are like? You just do nothing all day long and don't do anything serious at all!"

Qu Sui'an has been weak since he was a child, and it is precisely because of his weak body that he is almost unable to practice.

In Duke Xingguo's palace, being unable to practice martial arts is equivalent to being a useless person. Qu Sui'an was very withdrawn when he was young because of this. When he grew up, he broke into troubles and became dissolute.

Unfortunately, his body doesn't support him being too promiscuous, so his promiscuity is mainly reflected in his attitude and mouth.

"I can't do anything serious, huh, why don't you let me eat?" Qu Sui'an said with an indifferent expression.

Qu Shaoshang pouted and shouted: "Dad~~"

Qu Sui'an said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, it was dad who was wrong!"

In the Qu family, Qu Sui'an had the attributes of a demon king. Even Qu Changkong couldn't control him, but he loved Qu Shaoshang's daughter very dearly.

"Don't worry, niece-in-law, I'm just a little out of character, second uncle!" As he said that, he grinned at Yang Wanqing and Hongyun.

Yang Wanqing's eyebrows were crooked and she said with a smile: "Second uncle, please have dinner!"

"Young Shang, come over and eat quickly!"

She served food for everyone, and then the family began to eat.

The atmosphere in the Qu family is still very good. Although there are fewer people, it is precisely because of the small number of people that there are no conflicts in the family.

After breakfast, Qu Shaogong took Yang Wanqing to meet his second aunt Li.

Li's illness has been around for many years, and it was caused when Sheng Qu was a young man. He could still walk at first, but in recent years he has been bedridden.

The Qu family also found many doctors for her and gave her many precious medicines, but unfortunately they could not cure her disease.

Mr. Li had a gentle personality, but was a little mentally weak. He took a rest after saying a few words.

Then Yang Wanqing began to become familiar with the affairs of the inner palace of the Duke of Guo. There were many things that needed to be taken care of in such a large palace. Fortunately, Yang Wanqing also had some experience as a housekeeper.

Wang had already asked her to take care of some things in the Yang family.

In addition, the Yang family's girls' school will also teach some knowledge about household management, such as accounting, reading ledgers, and the categories and prices of various fabrics, spices, tea, wine, paper, and other daily necessities.

They will even teach you some business experience as a basis for managing your family business.

Women from wealthy families will learn these things, and Yang Wanqing has also learned these things.

Yang Wanqing spent two days at Qu's house, and overall it went well. Except that the Qu's house was a bit unaccustomed to being deserted, there was nothing else that made her feel bad.

On the third day of their wedding, Qu Shaoshang and Yang Wanqing returned home together.

After the family had a lively lunch, Yang Wanqing came to Yang Zhengshan and asked, "Grandpa, do we still have queen honey?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Yang Wanqing said softly: "Both the second uncle and the second aunt of the Qu family are not in very good health. My granddaughter wants to give them some queen honey to replenish their health!"

"Is it just bad health?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"Uncle Qu has been weak since he was a child, and Aunt Qu is the root cause of his illness in his early years!" Yang Wanqing said.

Yang Zhengshan thought for a while, and with the power of Xingguo Duke's Palace, if it was just a general illness, it should have been cured long ago. If even Xingguo Palace couldn't cure the two people's illness, Yang Zhengshan had nothing to do.

"Baicao Niang, Dong Lingchun and Queen Bee Honey can all nourish the body. There is a lot of Baicao Niang in your dowry, you can give them some!"

"When we go back, grandpa will have some sent over!"

Yang Wanqing whispered: "Isn't Baicao Brewing too expensive?"

Baicao Niang can be exchanged for precious medicine. Although Yang Wanqing does not know the situation of Baicao Niang, Baicao Niang has always been available and priceless in Kyoto.

Yang Zhengshan smiled and said: "There is no need to save on drinking it for your own family, but try not to give it to others!"

Yang Wanqing nodded repeatedly.

After returning home, Yang Zhengshan accompanied Yu Qingyi to visit Nanhua City for two days, and then he was ready to return to Kyoto, but before returning to Kyoto, he had one more thing to do.

On this day he came to Xingguo Duke's Mansion again.

After chatting with Qu Changkong in the tea room for a while, he suddenly said: "Are you interested in a competition?"

Qu Changkong was stunned, "Compared to what?"

The corners of Yang Zhengshan's lips curled up slightly, "What else can I compare to? I've brought all my guns!"

Qu Changkong looked at him, "Brother, if it's a competition, I won't let you go!"

Yang Zhengshan smiled and said, "I won't let you go either!"

Qu Changkong laughed loudly, "In that case, let's have a competition!"

"Someone, go get my halberd!"

A moment later, the two stood in the school grounds of Xingguo Duke's Mansion, one holding a gun and the other holding a halberd, facing each other.

Qu Changkong's halberd is a square-shaped painted halberd with a 'well' shape at the top. The square-shaped painted halberd is usually a ceremonial object and is rarely used in actual combat. However, it is not that it cannot be used in actual combat. The requirements for users are extremely high.

The two faced each other, releasing their aura wantonly.

A strong murderous aura permeated the school grounds, causing the surrounding guards to change their colors.

Many people in Duke Xingguo's mansion heard that Yang Zhengshan was going to compete with Qu Changkong, and they came to watch.

Even Qu Shaogong and Yang Wanqing came running over.

"Madam, who do you think is more powerful?" Qu Shaogong asked with a smile.

"My grandpa must be great!"

"That's not necessarily the case. It has been forty years since my grandfather entered the Xiantian realm. It has been less than ten years since Yang Houye broke through to the Xiantian realm." Qu Shaogong said.

Yang Wanqing raised her fist, "It doesn't mean who is older and stronger."

Qu Shaogong was speechless. He was two years older than Yang Wanqing, but his cultivation was far inferior to Yang Wanqing.

Yang Wanqing has now reached the second level of acquired cultivation, and he has just broken through to the acquired realm.

My cultivation is not as good as my wife’s, and my husband is weak!

On the school field, Yang Zhengshan swung his spear and said with a smile: "Brother, be careful!"

"Brother, just come! Haha~~" Qu Changkong laughed.

Yang Zhengshan struck first, jumped up, raised his spear, and struck down with force.

Qu Changkong raised his halberd to block, with a clang sound, Qu Changkong's arms bent, and he almost missed Yang Zhengshan's blow.

He narrowed his eyes and was secretly surprised at Yang Zhengshan's strength.

"Brother, if you underestimate the enemy so much, it will be a joke!"

Yang Zhengshan said, and at the same time he swung his spear and struck with another powerful move.

Qu Changkong still raised his halberd to block, but this time he no longer resisted forcefully, but had more skills.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already performed more than a dozen moves, and the clanging sounds became more and more rapid.

After the test ended, the spear was stained with green light, and Qu Changkong's halberd also had a touch of red.

The more Qu Changkong fought, the more frightened he became. He discovered that Yang Zhengshan's strength was not weaker than his.

In terms of cultivation alone, Yang Zhengshan is naturally better than Qu Changkong.

Qu Changkong's true energy was stronger than Yang Zhengshan's.

Qu Changkong also has a deeper understanding of mysteries and subtleties than Yang Zhengshan.

But there is one thing that Yang Zhengshan is far above Qu Changkong, the artistic conception of martial arts.

The artistic conception of martial arts is the level of entering the Tao. Just as Taoist Xuanzhen has touched a little bit of the threshold of entering the Tao, Yang Zhengshan has also touched a little bit of the threshold of entering the Tao.

That's right, it was a thunderous shot.

In the battle of Zhengyangmen that year, Yang Zhengshan inexplicably performed a stunning shot.

Since then, Yang Zhengshan has been looking for the feeling of that shot. Unfortunately, after several years, he has no clue.

But at the moment when he fought Yue Minghua in the naval battle, he found the feeling of that shot again.

During this period, he has been realizing the thunderous shot.

There are three ways to enter the Tao, the first is heaven and earth, the second is cultivating the mind, and the third is self-centered.

Taoist Xuanzhen's artistic conception similar to Yufeng should be the first kind of artistic conception perceived from heaven and earth.

And Yang Zhengshan's thunderous shot should be the third type of solipsism, where there is nothing outside the heart and only I exist.

The gun in his hand is not a gun, but himself.

Of course, Yang Zhengshan's understanding of artistic conception at this time was still very simple, perhaps even worse than that of Taoist Xuanzhen.

But this was enough to make Qu Changkong feel heavy pressure.

Yang Zhengshan didn't even need to use a thunderous shot, he could be on par with Qu Changkong.

Today was just a competition. He couldn't control the thunderous spear yet. The thunderous spear was too powerful. Once he fired it, he couldn't take it back.

Therefore, he must not use Thunder Shot on Qu Changkong now, otherwise Qu Changkong will either die or be injured.

On the school field, the battle between the two became more and more fierce. The guns and halberds collided with each other, and each collision would burst out a large amount of infuriating energy.

The people watching around them retreated again and again, for fear of being affected by their battle.

Qu Changkong no longer held back, releasing strong Qi with every move.

But the stronger he is, the stronger Yang Zhengshan is.

In addition to the thunderous shot, Yang Zhengshan also displayed all his strength.

A spear danced freely, the pale spear tip shining like stars in the night sky and as sharp as thunder in the clouds.

"Ah~~ break it for me!"

Qu Changkong shouted loudly, and slashed in the air with the halberd in his hand, the sharp blade pressing down.

Yang Zhengshan's eyes flashed, and the spear shot out like a poisonous snake spitting a message, the tip of the spear pointed accurately on the edge.

There was a clang and sparks flew.

The next moment, he turned around and the tail of his spear swept out. Qu Changkong quickly raised his halberd to block it.

After blocking the tail of the gun, Yang Zhengshan dwarfed and spit out the gun tip again, piercing Qu Changkong's face.

Qu Changkong swung his halberd across and retreated.

Yang Zhengshan jumped up and took advantage of the situation. He grasped the grabbing pole with both hands and stabbed continuously.

The light of the gun was shadowy, forcing Qu Changkong to retreat continuously.

At this time, his gun was moving very fast, so fast that Qu Changkong felt his scalp numb.

In addition to being fast, his guns are also versatile.

Each thrust looks the same, but actually contains countless variations.

Doing whatever you want is not just talking, nor is it simply using your arms and fingers, but what you think in your heart and where your gun goes.

I am the gun, and the gun is me.

The gun moves with the heart, without restraint.

Only the gun belongs to me, and I alone exist, with no other external objects.

Facing Yang Zhengshan's gun, Qu Changkong felt overwhelmed for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, Qu Changkong had retreated to the edge of the school field.

Yang Zhengshan turned again, holding the spear under the tip of the gun with one hand, and accurately poked Qu Changkong's halberd with the tail of the gun.

The powerful force hit Qu Changkong like a train, and the next moment, Qu Changkong burst out and smashed into the weapon warehouse next to the parade ground.

After a loud bang, there was a burst of noise.

The wooden wall was smashed to pieces, and the weapons inside were also smashed to the ground.

"Good!" Yang Wanqing clapped her hands and cheered, but she soon found that she shouldn't cheer at this time.

The winner was her grandfather, and the loser was her husband's grandfather. It was obviously inappropriate to cheer at this time.

She quickly covered her mouth and secretly looked at Qu Shaogong next to her.

Qu Shaogong's face was dull, and he didn't notice Yang Wanqing's cheering at all.

"Grandfather actually lost!"

"How is it possible?"

Qu Shaogong was a little suspicious whether his eyes were seeing wrong, and even suspected whether he was dreaming.

Well, it must be a dream!

Yesterday I dreamed that my wife beat me up.

Today I dreamed that Yang Hou defeated my grandfather!

He slapped his face hard, and after feeling a burst of pain, he had to accept the reality.

"Why did you hit yourself?" Yang Wanqing looked at him in confusion.

Why did my husband do something stupid!

"It's okay!" Qu Shaogong said a little depressed.

"Ahem~~"

Qu Changkong walked out of the messy warehouse and looked at Yang Zhengshan with a complicated expression.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong?"

Yang Zhengshan put away his spear and smiled: "I just have some insights recently!"

After this battle, his understanding of the only self realm has deepened.

Qu Changkong sighed depressedly. He was defeated, and even he himself was a little unbelievable.

He thought that his strength should be far above Yang Zhengshan, but he never expected that he would be defeated so easily.

And he also noticed that Yang Zhengshan did not seem to exert his full strength.

This means that the gap between him and Yang Zhengshan is far greater than what he showed just now.

"What is the feeling?"

Yang Zhengshan said: "Artistic conception!"

"Artistic conception!" Qu Changkong's eyes lit up, "Come on, tell me what artistic conception is. You can't hide it. You have to teach me!"

After that, he pulled Yang Zhengshan towards the teahouse.

Yang Zhengshan threw the spear to his entourage and went to the teahouse with him.

The two sat down, and Qu Changkong no longer entangled in the defeat just now. Compared with artistic conception and entering the Tao, losing the fight was nothing.

"Tell me what artistic conception is!" Qu Changkong said.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, "It's hard to explain!"

"Uh, you won't fool me!" Qu Changkong didn't believe it.

Yang Zhengshan smiled helplessly: "Why would I fool you? This depends on your own perception. I don't know how to say it!"

He pondered for a while and said: "Do you know the three methods of entering the Tao?"

"I know!" Qu Changkong nodded.

"Do you understand the law of only me?"

"I understand, but I don't understand its meaning!" Qu Changkong looked at Yang Zhengshan expectantly. He really hoped that Yang Zhengshan could say something.

Yang Zhengshan said: "Only I exist, well, the gun is me, and I am the gun."

He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Be sincere in your heart, be sincere in your gun!"

"..." Qu Changkong was confused, what is this!

Yang Zhengshan smiled bitterly, "It can only be understood but not expressed in words!"

How to describe that feeling?

Yang Zhengshan really couldn't think of any words to explain it clearly.

Qu Changkong sighed lightly, "That's right, if it is so easy to understand, then entering the Tao is not entering the Tao!"