In fact, Lu Xiaoyue herself hadn't read much of it, she had only flipped through the first and second pages... But at least she had gotten in.
Taking out the book, she flipped through a few pages and began to explain: "Actually, to practice in this book, you just need to sit according to the picture above, and then keep repeating the few sentences above.
Already."
"Really?" Chen Zhen scratched his head with doubt in his eyes. In fact, he had already turned over this book, whether it was the method Lu Xiaoyue said, practicing it backwards, reading it backwards, or even reading that sentence.
Take it apart and read it in various permutations and combinations.
He tried them all.
But it's all in vain!
If it was useful, why would he come out to make a living?
"You should try it first!" Lu Xiaoyue ignored his doubts and waved her hand, asking Chen Zhen to try it first before talking.
After a while, Chen Zhen tried as she said, but it had no effect.
"Master...it doesn't seem possible!" Chen Zhen expressed his doubts.
Lu Xiaoyue pouted, as if she hated iron and said, "Then you must be too stupid!"
Chen Zhen: "..."
What does this have to do with me?
He spread his hands: "Then what should I do?"
Lu Xiaoyue scratched her head, we don't understand either.
"Wood stick, wooden stick, what do you think we should do?" she asked Jian Zhen quickly.
Jian Zhen thought about it and felt that it might be related to his personal talent. Lu Xiaoyue's talent was recognized by Li Xuanqing.
But Chen Zhen obviously does not.
"You asked him how he felt when he practiced?"
Lu Xiaoyue nodded and asked: "Um...when you did what I told you, did you feel anything special?"
She remembered that when she first practiced, she could feel the white energy around her entering her body, and then swirling inside.
I wonder if Chen Zhen can feel this?
"No..." Chen Zhen shrugged and said, "After I finished reading that sentence, I just wanted to... sleep."
"Uh... why are you like me?" Lu Xiaoyue spoke out loud for a moment.
After she finished speaking, she blushed first.
"Forget it, I don't have this talent, I can't learn it!" Chen Zhen stood up and said with a wry smile.
In fact, he had already been prepared for failure in his heart and could accept the result.
It has been like this for more than ten years, is it still short of failure this time?
Lu Xiaoyue thought for a while and felt a little embarrassed: "Well, I'll teach you when I think of a good way!"
"Well, I'll wait for that day." Chen Zhen nodded fiercely.
After leaving the utility room, Lu Xiaoyue walked to the practice ground in the backyard without knowing it.
Today's practice grounds are used in different time periods.
In the morning, it was reserved for her and Qin Xiao's three disciples.
In the afternoon, it is shared by all disciples.
Therefore, Lu Xiaoyue usually does not practice in the afternoon. After all, she does not want to be embarrassed by practicing plum blossom pile and be seen by ordinary disciples.
At this time, there were many disciples sweating profusely in the practice ground. They lined up in neat rows and practiced the exercises "huhahaha".
After two expansions, the number of disciples in the martial arts gym has more than doubled.
Looking at these disciples practicing, Lu Xiaoyue suddenly felt a little envious - she couldn't even practice the basic skills well, let alone the others.
At this moment, Qin Xiao, who was responsible for supervising the practice, noticed her and saluted from a distance.
Lu Xiaoyue also returned the gift, and then suddenly asked: "Mu Guan, do you think we have recruited so many disciples under the age of twelve, will we offend the Lingxu Sword Sect?"
"So what if I provoke you?" Jianzhen smiled coldly and said, "We and Lingxu Sword Sect have been enemies for a long time. Now that we have interrupted their good deeds and saved so many talented young people, isn't it a big deal?
A good thing?"
"Well, that's what I think too!" Lu Xiaoyue nodded fiercely: "Lingxu Sword Sect stipulates that no one can learn martial arts under the age of twelve, but we have to teach it! They can't find a suitable person, so they can't do anything
Arrest people from Qingyue City!"
Speaking of this, Lu Xiaoyue suddenly became angry.
Not long ago, she was almost arrested.
Fortunately, I had a wooden stick and a big black dog to track me for hundreds of miles, otherwise I wouldn’t have been taken anywhere.
Lu Xiaoyue felt cold all over when she thought about Uncle Li's daughter who had not heard from her for five years.
Thousands of miles away, in the capital, inside the Lingxu Sword Sect.
"Lingxu Sword Sect, what a bunch of trash!"
An angry curse came from the Jiange Hall, causing an uproar immediately.
"Who is it? Who dares to fart in my Sword Sect!"
"You scolded our entire Sword Sect with just one scolding. Your Excellency has such a strong tone!"
"Boy, do you want your life?"
"This man deserves to die, please order the sect leader to kill him!"
Inside the main hall of the Sword Pavilion, a group of gray-haired Sword Sect elders pointed at a young man standing in the middle and cursed angrily.
That young man was the one who had scolded the entire Sword Sect before he opened his mouth.
It's just that he didn't care about the angry scoldings of these elders. He was like a breeze blowing on his face, unaware of it.
If Lu Xiaoyue were here, she would be very surprised, because he is the man who sold swords and armor before.
The sword seller was not afraid at all. He looked straight at the leader of the Lingxu Sword Sect sitting at the top with a trace of ridicule on his lips.
After a moment, the sect leader stretched out his hand to suppress the curse.
"The Immortal Envoy is right!" He stood up and said with a smile: "The Lingxu Sword Sect is all a bunch of trash...except for me, of course."
Seemingly being infected by the sect master's humor, the sword seller couldn't help but laugh: "Since the sect leader is self-aware, why doesn't he make corrections vigorously?"
The sect leader shook his head, suddenly sighed, and said: "The Immortal Envoy refers to the Immortal Selection Conference every five years, right? The child's talent is getting worse and worse, and there is nothing we can do..."
"Why? You sit in the capital, control the entire Hanling Kingdom, and select talented children for the Immortal Sect. It is your responsibility! Why can't you do it?" The sword seller changed his previous gentleness and asked sternly.
The sect leader gave a bitter smile and said: "It is indeed our responsibility to transport geniuses to the Immortal Sect... But, where are those geniuses who entered the Immortal Sect now? A batch of geniuses are sent to the Immortal Sect every five years, and now almost a hundred years have passed.
, no one came back alive...Who knows where they went?"
"There is no return...who would dare to go?" the sect leader asked.
"Then what? You start to grab it?" the sword seller asked loudly.
The sect leader did not refute, but continued to ask: "How else can I explain to the immortal envoy?"
The sword seller spread his hands: "Whatever... This is what you do, it has nothing to do with us! The Immortal Sect doesn't care whether you go to rob it or what... As long as the children in each Immortal Selection Conference have qualified talents, the rest...
The Immortal Sect doesn’t care!”
"But! You shouldn't use your lies to deceive us with those trash with poor talent!"