Jiang Ming has lived for a staggering twelve thousand years. Even his master, senior brothers, and sisters have all ascended—yet he remains lying in his own grave pit, quietly waiting for death.<...
Chapter 184: The Ruthless Copying Machine
After Jiang Ming finished speaking, four or five of the nine people were already eager to try.
Copying a book is really boring, let alone copying it a hundred times!
How long would it take to copy it? Copying it ten times would already make them impatient, wouldn't copying it a hundred times drive them crazy?
The reason why I came here is to be able to practice faster than in the original place. Who would be bored and go to copy these sect rules every day? When Jiang Ming finished explaining the matter, he left the main hall and went to the other courtyard.
In the main hall, five people, led by Gu Yin, hurried over! Only Fang Zijian, Song Baiyi, Chen Ran and others remained in the main hall, including Xiao Lingran, who was sitting at the table, playing with the books on the table with a curious look on his face.
At this time, Chen Ran looked at Xiao Lingran, his eyes rolled around, then a kind smile appeared on his face and he moved closer.
"Hehehe, little sister, you have such a good relationship with Jiang Ming, can you tell us why Jiang Ming wants us to copy books?" Chen Ran said with a smile.
Hearing Chen Ran's voice, Xiao Lingran's happy expression instantly disappeared, and instead she looked at Chen Ran with vigilance.
"I don't know!" Xiao Lingran said with his head turned away.
"Hey, don't be so quick to refuse! Brother can give you some benefits." Chen Ran smiled.
As he spoke, Chen Ran took out several jade bottles from his storage bag, which contained a lot of pills.
Hearing that there were benefits, Xiao Lingran turned around to take a look.
When Xiao Lingran saw that these were low-level pills, he made a retching expression and rolled his eyes.
"You are indeed a bad guy! I'm going to find Jiang Ming and teach you a lesson!" After saying that, Xiao Lingran ran out directly.
Seeing this, Chen Ran's face turned pale with fright.
Why didn't the methods that had always worked for me work on Jiang Ming? Why didn't they work on a child like this?
"Hey! Little sister! Is there anything we can discuss? I can find it for you if you want something! Don't always look for Jiang Ming, he must be very busy!" Then, Chen Ran followed him out.
At this time, there were only three people left in the main hall.
Fang Zijian looked at Song Baiyi, who was not surprised at all and was still copying the sect rules furiously.
He is very curious.
Logically speaking, he himself did not copy books as frequently as Song Baiyi, so why did Song Baiyi not hand in the copied sect rules just now? Thinking of this, Fang Zijian stepped forward to ask.
"Junior Sister Song, I'm very curious, how many times have you copied it now?" Fang Zijian asked.
"Probably more than seventy." Song Baiyi replied calmly.
"Seventy?" Song Baiyi showed a hint of surprise on her face, and asked, "Junior Sister Song, did you know that Jiang Ming would assign the task of copying books a hundred times?"
Song Baiyi didn't make any move.
After he finished copying another copy, he answered.
"Since he asked Chen Ran to copy it a hundred times, it is very likely that we will be no exception." Song Baiyi said.
"Aren't you afraid that you won't let us copy it a hundred times today?" Fang Zijian asked.
"Then he is not worthy of being my teacher." Song Baiyi replied.
"..." Fang Zijian didn't know how to answer for a moment.
The reason why Song Baiyi became the youngest and most talented disciple of Daotian Sect was not groundless.
This kind of intuition and judgment alone is admirable.
However, even Fang Zijian didn't notice it, so how did Song Baiyi notice it?
Could it be that... Jiang Ming had another reason for asking them to copy it a hundred times? He didn't know.
Jiang Ming's methods and his style of doing things have never been encountered in my previous life. Now the only way seems to be to take it one step at a time.
So Fang Zijian had no choice but to start copying books.
As for why they didn't go to the other courtyard? The reason is very simple.
Jiang Ming obviously used copying books as his main means of cultivation. What other means of guidance could he use to go to the other courtyard to cultivate with him, besides learning from him? Only after being beaten up would he realize how easy copying books was.
As expected.
A quarter of an hour later, the five people returned to the main hall in dejected mood. The last one to come in was Chen Ran, who walked in even more dusty and dirty.
Who would have thought that he didn't want to go to the villa, but in the end he was beaten up by Jiang Ming.
Is this fair?
…
Inside the courtyard.
Jiang Ming sat in a pavilion in the center of the pond, brewed a pot of tea, and began to drink it by himself.
"These disciples nowadays really can't tell the relationship between the primary and the secondary." Jiang Ming said lightly after drinking a sip of tea.
After beating up six guys, I felt my arms a little sore.
After all, if he wants to control the force and not hurt them, it will really test his sense of proportion.
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But today he noticed an interesting person.
Song Baiyi.
From the moment he entered the main hall, he noticed that Song Baiyi had probably copied more than fifty copies.
Even Jiang Ming was a little surprised that she was able to copy so many copies in advance without informing him in advance.
"Could it be that I asked Chen Ran to copy it a hundred times yesterday and she noticed it?" Jiang Ming murmured.
The reason why he asked these disciples to copy books was actually very simple.
In spiritual practice, the most important thing for everyone is the state of mind.
Talent affects the progress of a monk's practice throughout his life, while his state of mind is the most important foundation for a monk.
This is also the reason why the older generation of cultivators need to stabilize their minds as they progress in their practice.
But Jiang Ming feels that one does not necessarily need to unify one's state of mind to reach a state of calmness.
As the saying goes, every person has a different face.
Everyone's personality and heart are different. For example, for Gu Yin, the state of mind he needs is definitely not calm, but he needs to control his anger! Anger is both an emotion and a force.
When this emotion is brought to the extreme, this force can reach the power to destroy the world!
But if you don't control it well, after an outburst, the power will even be weaker than usual.
Copying books is boring. The more boring it is, the easier it is to reveal the emotions in your heart. This way, you can better grasp their nature. If you can stabilize your state of mind, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Those who can come here are all geniuses of Daotian Sect, and their talent is naturally beyond doubt.
The most important thing is how to stabilize your state of mind.
"The sword art of rage, this little guy is really lucky."
Thinking of Gu Yin's temper, Jiang Ming couldn't help but shook his head with amusement, and then took out a yellowed martial arts manual from his storage bag.
Back then, he had fought with a sword cultivator who specialized in rage, and he almost suffered a loss at the hands of that man.
In the end, the man was very straightforward and accepted the defeat, and even gave him his most domineering swordsmanship experience.
After tens of thousands of years, I didn't expect that this thing would actually be useful!
"I guess I found a pretty good successor for you." Jiang Ming murmured.
Just as Jiang Ming was drinking tea.
A man walked out of the courtyard and stopped outside the pavilion.
"Disciple Song Baiyi, meet Mr. Jiang."
(End of this chapter)