At this moment, Fu Su did not exert any strength, and his bulging muscles returned to normal.
"This…"
Fu Su looked at Qingqian, who had a beautiful face and excited eyes, and he became a little excited.
Then, he looked out of the window. Looking at the wilderness and the venue of more than ten burly men in front of him, his excited eyes dimmed.
"Sigh... Qian-er, Ah Wei's Eighteen Forms needed a place to practice. This place was not very suitable.”
"If there is a suitable place, Young Master will teach you!”
Fu Su said with a straight face.
"Furthermore, I haven't slept for the entire night, so I'm starting to feel sleepy.”
Although his strength was extremely terrifying due to his language, he was not a superman or a god.
The sleepiness of a normal person still came.
Even though he was an outstanding young man from the 21st world, he couldn't resist the power of Samsara.
After all, he was just an ordinary person.
Well, an ordinary person who could break a tree with one punch.
Qing Qian looked at Young Master Fu Su, who had a tired face and dark circles under his eyes, and nodded. She sighed and said,"
"Alright, Young Master."
"But you promised Qian-Er that you must teach me that a gentleman's word is a promise that cannot be taken back.”
Fu Su was stunned when he heard this. Where did this little girl learn to speak like this?
Oh, it was taught by that silly Fusu.
"Alright, alright!"
Fu Su smiled bitterly and waved his hand, sending Qing Qian away.
This little girl, when the time comes, this young master will see if you can still be so excited after knowing Ah Wei's Eighteen Forms!!
Heavens, I want to go back to Xianyang to enjoy a luxurious life!!!
Fu Su recalled his spacious mansion.
Forget it, it was impossible to go back for the time being.
Let's sleep first. I'm so sleepy.
I haven't slept since I came to Great Qin, so I'll think of something tomorrow.
........
Just like that.
At night, Fu Su and the rest slowed down. Meng Yong arranged for the guards to take turns to rest.
"Meng Yong, this fellow, has really learned Confucianism?”
After hearing the news from his subordinates, Meng Yu followed them and saw the guards protecting the carriage. They were all dressed in Confucian robes.
He was also reading Confucian scriptures obsessively.
"Lord Meng Yu, should we send our brothers back to Xianyang to report this to His Majesty?”At this moment, his subordinate could not help but frown and ask.
When Meng Yu heard this, he thought for a moment. Then, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said,"Forget it, let them read it."
"Other than making His Majesty angry, there is no valuable information.”
"Moreover, it will waste my manpower.”
"I will make my own decision."
Meng Yu bowed and stopped the people below.
He wasn't a pedantic person. If he were to make a fuss and report this news back, he might even be scolded.
The rest of his subordinates nodded in agreement.
Although this trip was strange, it did not affect anything major.
"I'm afraid that the Eldest Young Master has been robbed, so he asked Meng Yong and the others to dress up as Confucian scholars to avoid being recognized as noble young masters.”
"After all, Confucian scholars are all poor and weak scholars.”
Meng Yu thought about it and could only think of this reason.
Just like that, nothing happened that night, and the sun rose.
Fu Su slowly woke up from his dream and ate breakfast under the care of the servant girl, Qing Qian.
After the meal, Qingqian started chattering about wanting to learn the Eighteen Forms of Ah Wei.
"Qian-er, when we reach the right place and the right time, Young Master will naturally teach you.”
Fu Su pinched Qingqian's cheeks and dragged her into the carriage. Then, he began to recite the scriptures.
"I reflect on myself three times a day."
Ding... Comprehension 3. What is convincing people with reason? Physics and logic, he had to convince others!
"D * mn, so fast?"
"As expected, spreading the Confucian scriptures is the right path. I can't be bothered to read it myself.”
Fu Su was stunned when he heard the system's voice. Then, he looked into his mind.
He had actually comprehended it in one night.
This was all the credit of Meng Yong and his group.
"However, their growth speed is a little slow. As a disciple, Meng Yong only has 10% after one night. His true talent is a little stupid.”
Fu Su looked at the interface of the only disciple in his mind and felt a little helpless.
It seemed that for these people, their aptitude had a huge impact, and their speed was not as ridiculous as his.
However, it was still alright. It felt like Meng Yong would be able to fuse the first true intent in about ten days.
Ding... The progress of fusing with Phommakojiro was 2.1%!
At this moment, a voice rang out again, and a warm current flowed through his cells.
"Only 1.5%? This was…These sentences are not powerful enough!"
Hearing the voice in his mind, Fu Su's face turned ashen.
Just like what the system had said at the beginning, each sentence was more powerful than the previous one. However, the progress of the powerful sentence had a lot to do with the meaning of the sentence.
At this moment, the next sentence slowly appeared on the special bamboo scroll in his mind.
"4. If you learn the Dao in the morning, you can die in the evening! There's no explanation yet..."
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