Lu Changhe was completely unaware of the little thoughts of the two "disciples", and his focus was not on this aspect. He is now focusing on the secrets of swordsmanship written by Li Mobei.

Li Mobei broke through to the foundation-building stage and became truly awesome. Not only did Lu Changhe not drive him away, but he also tried his best to keep him because he wanted to copy Li Mobei's path to success and embark on the same sword cultivation path as him.

As for Xia Yanqin, Lu Changhe didn't care so much. He felt more guilty about Xia Yanqin. He felt like a scumbag. He not only deceived others' feelings, but also deceived them willingly. What a simple little sister he was.

Lu Changhe only hopes that Xia Yanqin can withdraw in time and leave after the assessment period. The longer he deceives her, the deeper he will hurt her. Lu Changhe’s original intention is just to cultivate immortality and does not want to hurt anyone.

...

After lunch, Xia Yanqin rinsed her hands with clean water no less than ten times, and stopped until she washed her slender pair of jade hands with red and red.

She went to the front yard, and with a pious heart, she carefully opened the alchemy book of Heavenly Dao given to her by Lu Changhe.

The moment the pages were opened, an extremely gorgeous glow surged into the sky, even more gorgeous than the Milky Way. Xia Yanqin was completely stunned. In the reflection of her eyes, the words on the alchemy book were condensed into round elixirs after round.

Thousands of pills emit the fragrance of the avenue, rolling back and forth restlessly, from the first page to the last page, and from the last page to the first page, and couldn't stop at all.

Xia Yanqin was at a loss and didn't know how to read this alchemy book. She subconsciously turned her head and looked into the backyard where Lu Changhe was located.

"Although this supreme alchemy book is given to you, it is also my new assessment of you."

Lu Changhe's morning words echoed in her ears, like the thunder of spring is thought-provoking.

"In one month, only by understanding the alchemy in the book and becoming an alchemist, and breaking through the foundation-building stage, and meeting these two conditions at the same time, can you become a formal disciple of the Cangqiu Sect. If you can't do it, you can come from wherever you come from..."

The confused look on Xia Yanqin's face gradually faded away and was replaced by perseverance.

"Whether you can understand the alchemy books, perhaps it is the test of my master for me. Master is as kind as a mountain to me and gave me the supreme alchemy books. How dare I let him down?"

As soon as she thought of this, Xia Yanqin gave up the idea of ​​looking for Lu Changhe for help. She knew that even if she did this, her master might not help her, and she was determined to rely on her own strength to understand the alchemy books.

If you need to help you pave all the roads, what is the meaning of Master’s recruitment of disciples?

Xia Yanqin took a deep breath and tried to calm her mind. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned and she stared at the countless pills rolling back and forth on the pages, trying to capture the rhythm of their rolling.

Half a cup of tea.

A cup of tea.

Half an hour.

...

A full hour passed.

Xia Yanqin's eyes were sour and filled with countless elixirs rolling back and forth. In a trance, a wave of Hongmeng purple air floated up from the cracks in the pages of the book, and it penetrated into her body with Xia Yanqin's breathing rhythm.

"Crazy..."

Xia Yanqin heard the sound of the elixirs colliding with each other and rolling back and forth, very crisp, like big beads falling on a jade plate.

In this sound, a supreme palace symbolizing the alchemy path was formed on the pages of the book. Xia Yanqin pushed open the gate of the hall filled with mist, and endless herbs of various shapes grew wildly in the hall.

Xia Yanqin's eyes leaped over countless herbs and looked straight at the highest noble throne in the palace. There were clusters of flames on them, which were charming and terrifying, illuminating the heavens forever.

"Sizzy!"

This is the "beep" sound caused by the burning of flames.

Xia Yanqin actually understood this incomprehensible voice!

"If you want to refine the magic pill, you must first control the fire..."

"The Book of Heavenly Dao, the chapter of fire portrayed by the soul..."

Not far away, Li Mobei, who evolved his sword technique, was stunned. He turned his head and Junior Sister Xia was sitting upright in front of the surging sacred pill. Her face was full of obsessive expressions, as if she was appreciating some of the most wonderful things in the world. A mysterious aura of the great way emanated from her, faintly mixed with the fragrant fragrance of the pills.

"Is Junior Sister enlightenment?"

Li Mobei murmured to himself, not daring to come forward to disturb him rashly. Xia Yanqin's condition was very similar to what he looked like when he first comprehended the sword scars.

...

Taoist backyard.

Lu Changhe was holding the secret book of swordsmanship that was almost broken by him in his hand, sometimes standing and sometimes sitting and watching, sometimes lying and sometimes lying on his face...

In short, the posture has been changing. Lu Changhe even picked up a piece of branch and danced several sets of sword moves. The inspiration that should have been revealed has never come out. Lu Changhe was unable to follow the secret qi-induced decision to lure the spiritual energy into his body. He grabbed his ears and heads, and grabbed his hair hard, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Did Li Mobei really break through to the foundation-building stage with this thing?"

"Have he lied to me?"

"Or my qualifications are too useless and I can't cultivate immortals?"

As the number of failures increased, Lu Changhe would inevitably fall into deep doubt again. In the past few days of comprehending the secret book, he has been struggling in the process of doubting, persisting, failing, doubting, persisting, and failure.

After a moment of stammering, Lu Changhe forced himself to cheer up, and with the idea of ​​pursuing the secrets as long as he could not die, he would go to death to understand the secrets.

Not long after, he was dizzy when he was so angry that he sat on the old man's chair like a salted fish that had lost his dream, and fell into deep suspicion again.

"At this moment, perhaps only Xia Yanqin knows how uncomfortable I feel!"

Lu Changhe suddenly sighed and said to himself.

At noon, he picked a random book from the Sutra Library and gave it to Xia Yanqin, fooling her into telling that the supreme alchemy path was recorded in the Broken Book.

Lu Changhe couldn't help but imagine such a picture in his mind. At this moment, in the front yard of the Taoist temple, Xia Yanqin was holding the broken book in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and his disheveled hair was scattered and he read it like crazy.

She read the broken book for a while, then the blue sky for a while, and then the dug book for a while...

Just like myself, I keep persevering, failing, doubting, and persisting...

Lu Changhe could even imagine that after many failures, Xia Yanqin teared her hair in despair and murmured helplessly:

"Why can't I understand the supreme alchemy in the book? The alchemy book given to me by Master is not fake, but why can't I understand it? Am I really a useless person who cannot cultivate immortality?"

“…”

When Lu Changhe thought that someone was suffering more than himself, he felt a little uncomfortable and he couldn't help but want to laugh.

The silly and innocent Xia Yanqin must have never imagined that the alchemy book she used as a treasure to comprehend was actually a useless broken book, hahahaha!
Chapter completed!