From the time Lu Hen Ge started practicing until now, Patriarch Bodhi should be the first person to dislike Lu Hen Ge's stupidity, no doubt about it.

But.

Lu Hen Ge was unable to refute it.

after all.

In the eyes of Patriarch Bodhi, Lu Hen Ge was indeed not smart at all.

"Ancestor, I can't recognize all the words on this manual."

Lu Hen Ge scratched his head.

If it weren't for the "Tao Te Ching", Lu Hen Ge wouldn't be able to recognize a single word. Fortunately, he had studied the "Tao Te Ching" before, so he could still recognize some of it.

Patriarch Bodhi was unconcerned: "Back then, that naughty monkey was in Jambudvīpa. He understood human nature and learned the characters for "human," but he learned them in a mess. He still can't recognize all these characters."

All right.

Lu Hen Ge had no reason.

"Junior will do his best."

Lu Hen Ge had a headache.

Since he couldn't recognize all the words on this martial arts book, Lu Hen Ge could only guess and grope his way through it.

This method of practice is actually very dangerous.

Because in many exercises, a single word difference can lead to huge disadvantages in practice, or even threaten life.

Lu Hen Ge read it roughly.

This book of Dapin Tianxian Jue has no more than ten thousand words in total, but Lu Hen Ge only recognizes half of the words at most, and does not recognize the remaining half.

What's even more embarrassing is that among the half of the characters that Lu Hen Ge knows, he only knows how to pronounce them but doesn't know their meaning.

I can't even understand it, let alone get started.

Can't help it.

Lu Hen Ge felt a surge of irritability in his heart.

Suddenly.

A snow-white duster landed on Lu Hen Ge's head, and a calm voice reached his ears: "When practicing, avoid being impetuous."

A moment.

Lu Hen Ge's mind was clear, and all negative emotions were swept away.

This feeling is a hundred times more magical than entering a state of enlightenment, as if the whole person has been sublimated.