Chapter 2: When you are young, you should learn art

"Xifeng! Xifeng! Let's go ride a horse and fight together! Grandpa comes later and you have to recite the book again." A black and thin boy stood on the threshold of a private school and called out to a white boy inside.

This fair little boy is Yi Xifeng who has rejuvenated. At this time, he was looking at the book in his hand while frowning, frowned with cute eyebrows and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Heizi, you kid are thinking about playing all day long, and this morning I was half an hour late."

The black-haired little boy raised his face and said, "Don't call me Heizi, my name is Lin Fenghuo, you can call me Fenghuo." Then Lin Fenghuo smiled and said, "That's not half an hour late..."

"Yes, it's half an hour early in the next class, right?" Yi Xifeng continued quipped.

Then the two looked at each other and ran out of the school together.

The white little boy is Yi Xifeng who has returned to the other world. The thin black boy beside him is the first friend he met here and the only friend he is currently.

Because of his thin and thin appearance, Yi Xifeng reminded him of his best friend Heizi, who was once on Earth. Therefore, Yi Xifeng simply called him Heizi. However, the thin and thin boy obviously didn't like this name.

"Xifeng, why do you always get up so early? And you study hard! Do you think reading those collections of scriptures and history is useful?" Lin Fenghuo held a tree tip and asked Yi Xifeng while peeling the bark.

"I only regret that I have less books when I use them. If I understand this world more, I will have more benefits." Yi Xifeng smiled shyly.

"I don't think it's very useful, at least for me. My dream is to practice martial arts, and to become the top group in the world after a while..." The thin black boy proudly waved the wooden tip in his hand. At this time, the wooden tip had turned into a wooden knife.

"What then?" Yi Xifeng asked with a blink of an eye.

Lin Fenghuo was originally smirking at Bai Jingtong proudly. After hearing what he said, he felt that he didn't know how to answer. He touched his head and asked: "Then? I don't know, help my father to make a blacksmith?" The thin black boy asked himself tentatively. However, he quickly gave a negative answer: "No, I want to ask the best blacksmith in the world to make a blacksmith to make a blacksmith for my father to make a blacksmith!"

Just when Lin Fenghuo was struggling to ask the best blacksmith to help his father make a blacksmith and rob his father's business, Yi Xifeng said: "I don't have such ambitions. I just want to see all the different scenery in this world."

"World?" The thin black boy looked at the other person with sternness.

"Oh, the world means the world, bigger than the world, deeper than the world!"

The two little kids were chatting in the wild, telling their dreams.

This is the third year that Yi Xifeng has come to this world. Based on his age in this world, he is already five years old. He has spent a year learning the language of this world and has spent another year understanding this world.

The continent they live in is very vast and has extremely rich terrain. There are powerful rules of heaven and earth on this continent. If you can understand these rules of heaven and earth, you can use the power of heaven and earth to strengthen yourself. Therefore, in this world, those who are the masters of martial arts can often be transcendent beyond the world.

The two-life experience made Yi Xifeng understand that knowledge is sometimes more important than martial arts, so since he learned the language of this world, he kept acquiring various knowledge in this world.

Through two years of continuous learning, Yi Xifeng discovered that the world was much bigger than he thought. The village he was in was called Yinren Village, and the people in the village rarely communicated with the outside world. However, every six months, merchants who went to the business would go to the nearest county town Luoye City to do transactions.

However, Yinren Village has a good guard system, but how good is it? Yi Xifeng has never left the village and went to other places, so he could not compare it, and he dared not make a conclusion.

As an orphan, Bai Jingtong usually lives in the village chief’s house. He has been living here since he was brought back by the village chief three years ago, and Lin Fenghuo is the village chief’s grandson.

Yi Xifeng chatted with the other party and walked towards the north of the village.

To the north of Yinren Village is a vast open space, about a hundred feet wide. This is the martial arts training ground in Yinren Village.

Further north of the martial arts venue is a low hill with dense trees. You can see the camp guarding the village and the watchtower on the hills from afar.

As an independent village, Yinren Village has few villagers as large as 2,000. Among them, there are about 1,200 young and middle-aged people aged 18 to 40.

The manager of Yinren Village is the village chief Lin Hengshan, and the highest authority in Yinren Village is the Presbyterian Church headed by the three elders. On the surface, even the village chief must obey the resolutions of the Presbyterian Church.

Every child living in Yinren Village begins to accept the "artistic learning" organized by the Presbyterian Church since he was five years old.

The so-called "learning skills" is to teach these children the most basic survival skills.

Starting from the hour of Mao (6 am), you can read and learn literacy, speak and explain history for an hour. This course is called "Tongyi", and no matter who you are, you need to participate.

Starting from Chen hour (8:00 a.m.), one of them can be divided into "martial arts" and "literary arts". "martial arts" include running, jumping, standing, fighting, and shooting; "literary arts" include knowledge, identification, calculation, biography, and book.

Until noon (12 noon), have an hour to have lunch and have an hour to take.

Starting from the time of the day (two o'clock in the afternoon), "refining art" can be divided into three stages: the first stage, children aged five to seven can move freely; the second stage, the teenager of seven to ten can go to hunt designated prey in the surrounding forests, and the "literary art boy" goes to the surrounding woods to collect designated herbs; the third stage, the teenager of ten to twelve can go to the village guards to carry out tasks, and the "literary art boy" follows the merchants to learn business in Luoye City.

The early spring sunshine leaks into the treetops like golden threads and sprinkles on the martial arts field.

Looking at the more than 30 young men who were learning arts in the martial arts field, Yi Xifeng and Lin Fenghuo both showed yearning gazes.

Heizi will be five years old in two months, and he will start his career in art, and Yi Xifeng will have to wait another five months before he can turn five. However, as an old bird who has been a human being for two lives, he knows that time is like gold.

So since he was four years old, Yi Xifeng insisted on participating in "Xiyi" and participating in morning reading, but because he was too young to participate in martial arts training, Yi Xifeng followed him to learn literature and art.

"Literature and Art" is mainly divided into: knowledge, preliminary understanding of plant and animal; identification, preliminary identification of medicinal materials and poisons; calculation, calculation, simple accounting; blog, simple game, business methods; basic writing methods of books and articles.

Although Yi Xifeng's physiological age is only four years old, his mental age is far greater than that of these five or six-year-old kids. He completed the first stage of "literary art" in just one year. Now he follows a group of eight or nine-year-old boys to the surrounding woods to collect herbs every afternoon.

Therefore, in the woods around Yinren Village, you often see a group of eight or nine-year-old boys, a little boy carved with a jade carving carrying a medicine basket about the same size as him.

Yi Xifeng's talent was even surprised by the old doctor Wang who taught Yi Xifeng's medicinal materials. However, he knew that he did not have much talent in medicine, and the only advantage was that he had a mature soul.

This advantage is naturally very prominent among a group of five or six-year-old children, but when collecting herbs with a group of eight or nine-year-old boys, this advantage is not so obvious. Occasionally, some teenagers who do have talent in medicinal materials do better than Yi Xifeng.

Until Yi Xifeng turned five years old, after the afternoon of herb collection, Yi Xifeng handed over a basket of medicinal materials to the old doctor Wang of the medicine shop. Under the other party's praise, Yi Xifeng smiled and said, "Old man, I won't come tomorrow."

Old Doctor Wang was slightly stunned, and then asked with a smile: "What? I want to go to the city to see with the caravan again? A little brat, I told you that you are still young. Although you have become a master in identifying medicine and identifying poisons, you still need to be tempered."

"No, I mean, I won't learn this literary and artistic skill in the future." Yi Xifeng stared at Old Doctor Wang seriously and said.

"If you don't learn literary skills? What should you learn?" the other party asked in confusion.

"Martial Arts!" Yi Xifeng said two words firmly, his eyes full of fanaticism!

Old Doctor Wang saw the fanaticism and persistence in Yi Xifeng's eyes, and felt a little regretful while surprised.

After Yi Xifeng made his decision, he kept staring at Old Doctor Wang. Although learning martial arts was his always dream, he had been following the other party for two years, learning the skills of knowledge and discernment, and was still full of gratitude to this harsh old man.

Yi Xifeng bowed deeply to the old doctor Wang, turned around and walked firmly to the door of the medicine shop. When he was about to leave the medicine shop, Yi Xifeng said in a tender accent:

“There is no order of civil and military affairs,

Holding a knife and holding a pen.

The righteous energy shook the world,

Heroes throughout the world.

The sword in the palm of a hero,

The pen in the hand of a gentleman.

Do not discuss literature and martial arts,
Chapter completed!