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Chapter 108

"But in fact, these in the study are only a small part of the books I have read. Because they are valuable, I selected them and kept them in this study."

Mr. Zhang said calmly. At this moment, he was like an emperor who ruled over the world and gave guidance in all directions. He then said: "Old man, I am not well-known in the world. Many people in my industry call me profound.

The skills of an expert are rare and unheard of."

Xu Guangling doesn't know what this sentence means yet, but he will know it later.

Mr. Zhang’s words continued:

"But! I didn't... back then."

"Actually, all these books are not available in the study. I only read half of them back then, so that the half can't even be called half. It can only be said to be a little bit. Most of them were started after the old man and I retired.

Reading, chatting for entertainment."

Xu Guangling listened quietly. He seemed to already know what Mr. Zhang was going to say next, but he didn't know whether his guess was correct.

I heard Mr. Zhang continue to say: "The premise of reading a lot of books is to have a good memory, so that you can never forget it. Without this premise, no matter how you read, it will just be meaningless going in circles, deceiving others and yourself."

"This requirement is neither high nor too high. It is difficult for ordinary people to meet it, but for us, it is the simplest and easiest thing to do."

Having said this, Zhang Lao smiled slightly, pointed at Mr. Chen not far away, and said to Xu Guangling: "That's my old buddy. We have known each other since we were young, but at that time he was just a meeting man.

The martial artist who wields fists and sticks can barely read a few Chinese characters. However, now, he has actually read many more books than the old man and I. In front of him, the old man and I are just a rough guy."

Xu Guangling let out a light sigh.

This is something he never expected!

Xu Guangling couldn't help but glance at Mr. Chen, but saw that the old man actually blinked at him at this time, and then laughed like a child. There was a bit of pride in that smile, but more...

Still an indescribable freedom and ease.

At this moment, Mr. Chen was still the same Mr. Chen, but his image in Xu Guangling's eyes was completely different from before.

Before, he probably thought that Mr. Chen only knew boxing and calligraphy, because when they first met, the old man pointed out examples of calligraphy used in boxing. But then, Xu Guangling knew that his

The perception is so far apart from the facts!

Let's put it this way, if a person can read through, read through ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million books

How many books are there in Mr. Zhang's big study? Xu Guangling doesn't know the exact number, but ten thousand is definitely not enough, and judging from Mr. Zhang's previous words, it is estimated that he has read more than one hundred thousand books.

In fact, even if not, it is at least of this order of magnitude.

And the meaning behind his words, what did Mr. Chen say about the books he had read? The books Mr. Chen had read were “much more than what he had read!”

I don’t want to know.

After thinking about it in detail, Xu Guangling was frightened.

It was really scary!

In the past few years, he had read some books. Although it was just meaningless "blind reading" at the time and there was no gain at all, the number was there. However, only now did he know that he was standing at this moment.

Three people in the study.

Mr. Zhang calls himself a rough man.

Mr. Chen is the only "cultural man"?

Him?

illiteracy?

This is the only word left.

At this time, thinking back to the past, Xu Guangling felt honored and quite honored to have won a game of chess against Mr. Chen in the small pavilion in the park that morning. If the old man had only focused a little more energy on this,

That's right, just a little, a little more inclination of energy would probably torture him to the point where not even a scumbag is left.

No matter how much and high-level chess skills he gets from his "dream", it's useless!

In the final analysis, the game of chess is all about energy and talent.

energy?

Mr. Chen is obviously not lacking in energy. Any young man may not be able to match his energy.

talent?

For someone like Mr. Chen, there is no need for talent. He only needs to read a lot of books, read a lot of books, read a lot of books, and then know the chess games, know the chess games, know the chess games, and then push all the way. That is the real thing.

bulldozer.

On the chessboard, there is probably no one in the world who can take his push.

Even if there is one, it must be a truly unparalleled genius, one that only emerges every hundreds or even thousands of years.

However, besides, how could someone like Mr. Chen be any less talented? I guess casually, he is above ninety-nine percent of people in the world, and I don’t know how many nines after the decimal point.

Mr. Chen is like this, and Mr. Zhang is probably the same.

Judging from the situation that day, both of their chess levels were around Ye Liu, with Mr. Chen slightly higher. But neither of them was at Ye Seven.

I didn't know it at the time, but now that I think about it, Xu Guangling feels quite terrified.

The level of chess is not high, which only means that the two old gentlemen's thoughts are not here at all. At most, it is an occasional hobby. Yes, "occasionally" must be added to the hobby, so that it can match their level.

.

So

How high should their level of concentration be?

Before today, or before this conversation, although Xu Guangling didn't really pay much attention to "dreams", Xu Guangling's mind was still clear, and he finally knew how remarkable it was. But now he truly understood how extraordinary it was in the world.

I really don’t know how many people there are.

No, there were two of them right in front of him.

And considering how big the world is, there should be as many extraordinary people as there are stars in the sky.

However, Mr. Zhang did not leave much time for Xu Guangling to think at this time. He only listened to him continue: "In the past, in rural areas, when people scolded their children for being stupid, most of them would say that they were not enlightened. What kind of orifice was opened? In fact, it refers to the top of the head.

Heart aperture."

"You have enough knowledge to walk a thousand miles a day without feeling tired. As for walking a hundred miles a day, when the old man was still a completely ordinary person, it was a matter of livelihood. With these two legs, he could walk dozens or even hundreds of miles a day.

It’s a common thing, it happens every day!”

"You have a hand acuity. I would like to say that you have a hand acuity now, although it is only the right hand acupoint for the time being, so I won't do it here, old man. You will know exactly what effect it will have and what effects it will have in the near future."

"Tingqiao Tong is what I just talked about. The spirit is doubled, the wisdom is widened, you can read thousands of books every day without feeling confused, and you can practice various arts without feeling complicated. It seems that this is also the effect of the Five Heart Tong.

The biggest one, but it is actually the easiest to achieve. As I said before, many people are born with this skill."

"The easiest thing to achieve has the greatest effect, and the least easy thing to achieve has no effect?" Zhang Lao said slowly, "This is not in line with common sense, or in line with our conventional understanding. Therefore, Lao Chen and I shared the same conjecture and

The judgment is that only when all five minds are connected can new results be developed."

"That must be the style of a true great master."

Thanks for the recommendation vote support of "How to Break This Name".

Thanks to "Brother Brother Jie" for supporting me with monthly tickets. To be continued.


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