There was a crisp sound in the small pavilion, and the black and white chess pieces all over the sky flew upwards, and then fell down one by one, colliding with the jade ground, making a series of crisp 'ding dong' sounds.
Nie Xianling sat on the cloud bed in the pavilion, her eyebrows furrowed, looking at the chess pieces in front of her, muttering something in her mouth. She seemed to be calculating something. She didn't even notice that someone had entered the small pavilion.
After a while, Nie Xianling bit her right index finger and said hesitantly: "Is this the Kun hexagram?"
However, as soon as the voice came out, a woman not far away sneered: "I have obviously studied Qian Gua for ten years, but I can't even understand the hexagrams. With such an understanding, you still want to study arithmetic?
"
"Qian Gua?"
Nie Xianling was stunned and looked towards the source of the sound, and then saw a girl wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe standing outside the pavilion. Nie Xianling's expression froze: "Beitang Wan'er?"
"It's my nephew"
Beitang Wan'er, who was outside the pavilion, slightly raised her pretty chin. Her face didn't show it, but her tone was full of sarcasm: "In my nephew's opinion, Uncle Nie doesn't have this talent at all."
After studying it for more than ten years, I haven't even gained a foothold in this arithmetic knowledge. If it spreads out, I'm afraid it will make my disciples laugh. I think it's better for Master Nie to give up as soon as possible to avoid embarrassment in the future."
"They can laugh if they want, and they won't lose a piece of meat——"
Nie Xianling's face turned green and white for a moment, but she didn't care. She leaned back on the cloud bed with a lazy expression, and her green hair fell like a waterfall, looking indescribably comfortable and freehand.
"Wan'er, you have already finished copying the "Dao Ming Xin Jian Chen Sutra" I arranged for you today? Also, when you meet your elders, shouldn't you bow?"
This time it was Beitang Wan'er's turn to change his expression, then he gritted his teeth and pulled back his crotch and saluted: "Disciple Beitang Wan'er, I have seen what my uncle ordered me to do before. I have already completed it, so I came here to return my life."
After she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves, and immediately several piles of talisman paper nearly three feet thick appeared out of thin air and were stacked beside her.
Ordinarily, one should try to be patient in front of this woman and bow her head temporarily to avoid being punished again. However, there has been too much depression in her chest recently, and Beitang Wan'er really can't bear it.
"There are four thousand copies of the "Dao Ming Xin Jian Chen Sutra" here, and I would like to ask my uncle to check it out. But is he going too far to deceive others? The disciples have only recited this sutra three times, and they have already memorized it all. Why do they need to copy it four thousand times?
So many? So these days I often think about Uncle Nie, is it a public revenge and a deliberate revenge for the past? If Uncle Nie cannot tell the reason, the disciple really cannot be convinced."
She almost said it in a tone of gritted teeth. Beitang Wan'er was indeed extremely angry at this time. Zhuang Wudao's mere spiritual slave back then had now climbed above her head and became the top figure in the Lichen Sect.
, even easily survived the catastrophe of the soul not long ago, and was promoted to one of the dozen or so soul monks in the sect, truly becoming her uncle.
But it’s nothing. At worst, I just try not to see this girl these years. But in the past few years, Master Chi Lingzi has become increasingly busy after taking over the power of the sect. Sanfa and Lingfa, the two real souls, have also
They each went into seclusion to understand the Taoism. The power of regulating the disciples of the Supreme Pope was temporarily handed over to Nie Xianling. She, Beitang Wan'er, failed to be alert in advance and leave the mountain gate in time, so the hellish days began to fall.
Falling into the hands of Nie Xianling, life would be worse than death. If it were not restricted by the status and sect rules, her cultivation level would be far worse. She could not wait to take the pile of "Dao Ming Xin Jian Chen Sutra" next to her and ruthlessly destroy it.
Hit Nie Xianling in the face.
"You can memorize it by just reciting it three times, but is that useful?"
With a flick of Nie Xianling's hand, the talisman papers began to turn over page by page. Within a moment, Nie Xianling had checked it from beginning to end, with a smile on her face, and she praised lightly: "You've done a good job, Wan'er.
When copying the book, I can still calm down. This scripture is both
You have finished copying it, so you, Wan'er, must practice the 108 sword styles of our sect's Taixiao Shenhua Sword 3,000 times within three months. Especially the 46th sword, it is best to practice
More than 10,000 times. Comprehend it carefully. Next time you report back, I need you to describe your experience with this sword in detail."
"Nie Xianling"
Beitang Wan'er was so angry that her body fell backwards. The Taixiao Shenhua Sword is one of the third-level sword techniques inherited from the Lichen Sect, and it is also the most complex and complicated set of sword techniques. It is said that there are only 108 sword techniques, but
In fact, each path is composed of at least seventy sword postures.
Therefore, among the disciples of Li Chen Sect, almost no one practices it. They all think that this set of sword skills is troublesome, difficult to master, and even more difficult to master the essence. Therefore, for thousands of years, Li Chen has shelved this set of sword skills in a high cabinet.
Three thousand times of the Taixiao Shenhua Sword, how long should she practice it for? In these three months, she should stop practicing? Four thousand times of the "Dao Ming Xin Jian Chen Sutra" is not enough, and this time she has to intensify it?
When she was furious, Beitang Wan'er suddenly saw the hopeful and proud look in Nie Xianling's eyes, and her heart suddenly froze. It was as if a bucket of ice water was poured on her head, all the anger was washed away, and the rest
She suppressed part of it. However, Beitang Wan'er's silver teeth still made a clicking sound: "What do you want?"
"What does my nephew mean by this? If my nephew is dissatisfied, you can go to Master Chi Lingzi and sue me. Let's see what Master Chi Ling will say."
Nie Xianling seemed quite disappointed with Beitang Wan'er's patience, but just after saying this, her ears twitched and she glanced at a mountain peak in the distance.
Feeling helpless, Nie Xianling finally had a more serious look on her face: "Forget it, it's your luck. Master Sanfa just woke up after sitting in seclusion for a while today. Could it be that my nephew really thought that he was asking you to copy "The Great Dao Ming Xin Sees the Dust"
"Sutra", am I deliberately retaliating? My nephew, you have always been proud and arrogant, and you have deliberately suppressed it in the past few years, but you want to achieve the Seventh Transformation Pill? But - "
After a pause in her voice, Nie Xianling's fingertips suddenly shot out a flash of lightning. Before Beitang Wan'er could react, the flash of lightning struck directly between her eyebrows.
Then Beitang Wan'er's whole body suddenly froze. A green and black aura appeared on her face, invading her whole body. But then, a black light and shadow appeared all over her body, and countless talismans could be seen flowing.
Suppress all these green and black energies.
When you look carefully, you can faintly see that these Taoist talismans are condensed from the scriptures of the "Dao Ming Xin Jian Chen Jing Sutra". After being copied four thousand times, these scriptures have turned into substantial Taoist power.
Guard and suppress this green and black aura.
After ten breaths, Beitang Wan'er opened her eyes, but she still didn't wake up. Her eyes were stunned: "Inner demon? Why is this?"
She has been infected with inner demons without knowing it?
"How do I know? Maybe it's Wan'er who is so dedicated to your efforts that you are too anxious. Therefore, the inner demons have entered the body and cannot be known. There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures that among the five yin demons, there is a kind of demon that seeks to be diligent and diligent.
Therefore, we must be careful when practicing. Back then, Brother Wudao was eager for revenge, but he was not like you."
Nie Xianling reached far away and put a strawberry into Tan's mouth. The fruit and the red lips looked even more beautiful: "So you are not copying the book without aim. Three thousand times of Taixiao Shenhua Sword, Master
My uncle also has my own intention, which is to give you more confidence when forming elixirs in the future. So now, I don’t know, Senior Nephew, do you still have any questions?
In fact, copying the "Dao Ming Xin Jian Chen Sutra" six hundred times is almost enough. The Taixiao Shenhua Sword only needs to be practiced a thousand times before Beitang Wan'er can understand it. But it was not easy to catch him.
Given such a good opportunity, how could she not seek revenge and fight to the death? She still remembers the feud over a cup of hot tea back then.
She is a woman, and her mind is so narrow-minded
However, Beitang Wan'er is a girl who is highly respected and appreciated by her senior brother. Even if she wants to avenge her private revenge, she still needs to stand firm on her own.
How could she be that stupid and be caught by someone at a glance? It's a pity that the time when Master Jie Fa woke up was too coincidental.