Ye Bai walked inside and closed the door. Then he felt that others seemed to be practicing in the room. He didn't think much and walked directly to the door of the sloppy old man's room.
Ye Bai never knew what it meant to be polite to this sloppy old man. He didn't knock on the door and just opened the door and walked in.
"Crack!"
In the room, the sloppy old man was leaning on the bedside, holding a yellowed thread-bound book in his hand and reading it with gusto. The sudden knock on the door made his hand shake and he dropped the book on the ground.
"Haha, Master, you are so disrespectful to me, you are reading that kind of book again."
Ye Bai didn't hesitate at all and directly gave him a look of contempt.
The sloppy old man touched the saliva at the corner of his mouth, glared, and scolded: "What are you doing here? Don't you know how to knock on the door?"
"Since the door is not closed, why should I knock on the door? Besides, with your cultivation level, master, don't you know that I am coming?"
Ye Bai said with a playful smile.
The sloppy old Taoist snorted coldly and said: "When you concentrate, will you radiate your spiritual consciousness? By the way, didn't I tell you that if you don't practice Mahayana to the first level, you won't come here? Why?
, encountered difficulties so quickly?”
Before Ye Bai could speak, the sloppy old man smiled proudly and said, "Although I said I won't teach you, if you just ask me, I will definitely teach you."
"Master, did I say I encountered a problem?"
Ye Bai shook his head and said a little funny: "How do you know that I will encounter difficulties?"
The sloppy old Taoist frowned and asked, "You haven't started practicing yet, have you?"
Ye Bai thought for a while and then said: "Master, if I say that I have practiced Mahayana to the second level, would you believe it?"
"Poof!"
The sloppy old Taoist was squatting down from his cup to drink tea. When he heard this, he spit out a mouthful of tea.
He glared and cursed: "How about you find a more reliable fact to brag about, second level? You think you can fly, remember when your master and I practiced Mahayana to the second level, but it was enough
Three months!”
"So slow?"
Ye Bai made a comparison and found that his talent in practicing exercises was indeed unparalleled.
The sloppy old man was very angry, his face turned red and he defended: "Do you know what kind of existence the Mahayana is? This is an existence comparable to the holy level exercises. If this Mahayana is so easy to practice, I still beg you.
Be my apprentice?"
Ye Bai rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Master, I really didn't see this, but I have really practiced Mahayana to the second level."
"Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"
The sloppy old man stared at Ye Bai suspiciously, but his eyes became serious.
He knew very well that if Ye Bai really cultivated the Mahayana to the second level in such a short period of time, it meant that Ye Bai's talent was definitely more terrifying than what he had tested!
Because he himself is a genius among fellow practitioners of the fourth line!
In essence, there is no difference between divine pattern masters with the same talent in terms of Mahayana practice.
After all, the foundation of this skill is talent, and everything else is the same.
Ye Bai thought for a while and was too lazy to talk nonsense. He walked directly to the table nearby. Then, he picked up a pen and drew a random stroke on the paper laid out.
This is just a very simple stroke, but the painting by Ye Bai has a unique charm and mystery.
There was still nothing on the paper, but the next moment, Ye Bai's consciousness enveloped it, and then a stream of energy was poured into it.
Not long after, the source of power collided with the obstruction of the lines and turned into a crimson flame, burning the entire white paper.
The strange thing is that this time there is still no ashes.
The sloppy old man's body shook violently and he looked at Ye Bai with emotion.
He didn't look at the disappeared piece of paper, because essentially everything about the divine patterns could be seen clearly by him at just one glance.
What really made him unable to see clearly was Ye Bai!
In one day, not only did he practice the Mahayana to the second level, but he also poured the source power into the lines without any hindrance without any teacher.
The sloppy old man knows very well that there are actually some subtle differences between talent and talent. This is directly related to the infusion speed and loss of source power.
The worse the talent, not only will the speed be slower, but the loss will also be greater.
The biggest one is that there is not even one out of ten. It is impossible for such a person to continue on the path of a divine pattern master.
As for Ye Bai, there was no stagnation or loss at all!
Such talent!
Even with the strong heart of a sloppy old man, he was still in a state of excitement at this moment!
Looking at Ye Bai deeply, the sloppy old man said complicatedly: "Ye Bai, you really have the potential to step into the realm of creation. From today on, I will truly teach you the prohibition of divine patterns."
"Okay, thank you Master."
Ye Bai was a little puzzled by the change in the sloppy old Taoist's attitude, but no matter what, being able to learn the divine pattern prohibition as early as possible was definitely the best thing for him.
The sloppy old Taoist didn't say any nonsense. He just threw a jade slip to Ye Bai and then said: "There are some simple first-level formations here. You can study them first. If there is anything you don't understand, you can always feel free to ask.
Go ask Ruyi."
"Ask Ruyi?" Ye Bai hesitated.
The sloppy old Taoist said calmly: "She is your future Taoist companion, this little thing is nothing."
"All right."
Ye Bai decided not to say anything more, but took the jade slip and left honestly.
It wasn't until Ye Bai's figure disappeared into the courtyard of the Shenling Sect that the seriousness on the face of the sloppy old Taoist completely disappeared.
Instead, it was excitement, excitement, and wonder!
Also, I’m looking forward to it!
"This kind of talent, in the world of cultivation, actually has such talent!"
"Could it be that after countless years, our Shenling Sect will finally have a strong man of this level appear again!"
The sloppy old man was pacing back and forth in the room excitedly. He seemed to have thought of something. His eyebrows were a little tired, but more importantly, there was a touch of expectation and anxiety!
Thinking of Ye Bai's last attitude, the sloppy old Taoist smiled proudly and said hummingly: "Boy, you got on my old Taoist's pirate ship and you still want to escape? Ruyi, my wife, you have to have it whether you want it or not, who can
Your talent is unparalleled in the world!"
In the room opposite the sloppy old man, Ruyi was standing quietly in front of the table, staring at a dark line appearing on the white paper with her beautiful eyes.
As if sensing something, Ruyi smiled gently. (To be continued)