"I think that at his age, even if he has some unique insights, he is not even an elder of the Martial Arts Academy, so I don't think he is qualified to pass on his teachings to us."
Zhong Fangxiang could not suppress his curiosity.
There's also a subtle sense of comparison.
He wanted to test Lin Jinglong's background.
Zhong Huai frowned slightly.
Why is my usually mature and steady nephew from the collateral branch so impatient this time?
Just as he was about to reprimand him.
Lin Jinglong had already raised his hand.
He looked at Zhong Fangxiang and said casually, "Want to know how many immortal symbols I have mastered?"
"That's right!"
"The Heavenly Mystery Martial Academy is a sacred place of martial arts. We should all address those who can stand on the platform to impart teachings as our masters!"
"But if we don't know the details, even if we acknowledge you as our teacher, we're afraid we'll be unwilling and it will affect our learning."
Zhong Fangxiang also had a certain arrogance about him.
He speaks very frankly.
This prompted the students behind to exclaim in agreement.
"Young Master Fang is right!"
"Could there be some misunderstanding?"
"Just how many celestial characters have you memorized?"
"..."
Facing the noisy crowd.
Lin Jinglong smiled dismissively.
"The understanding of celestial characters has always been based on innate spirituality. Those with strong aptitude can comprehend them at a glance, so there is no need for rote memorization."
"You memorize and forget, forget and memorize, toiling away for decades, learning over and over again, only to barely master a few hundred characters. It's a complete waste of your life!"
Lin Jinglong immediately launched into a tirade against everyone present, dismissing their methods of learning immortal scripture as utterly worthless.
Even Zhong Huai, who was standing on the platform next to him.
He blushed and lowered his head in shame.
At this point, not to mention Zhong Fangxiang and that group of prodigies, even the mature and prudent martial emperor disciples, as well as the dozen or so elders, were not spared.
They also looked angry.
The most senior elder, Qi Huai, stepped forward.
"All talk and no action, just empty words!"
“Learning immortal script requires aptitude, which we naturally understand, but not everyone possesses innate spirituality; rote memorization is also a path!”
"How many characters do you actually know?"
Qi Huai looked doubtful.
Lin Jinglong glanced at him.
"Three thousand!"
"Are you kidding me?"
Qi Huai's expression changed.
Lin Jinglong spread his hands and said, "The reason I told you not to memorize by rote is to tell you that if you lack the spirituality, don't force yourself to learn."
"Using the time spent on rote memorization to learn other martial arts techniques and skills might be a better way out."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Huai's expression grew even more bitter.
He was the elder in the Heavenly Mystery Martial Academy who was most dedicated to studying immortal scripts, spending a full thirty years of his life on it.
From what he said, it seems he's gone the wrong way?
Zhong Huai quietly tugged at Lin Jinglong's sleeve.
“Mr. Lin, I invited you here today to spread the Dharma, not to cause trouble. Please don’t dampen their enthusiasm for learning.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Jinglong laughed heartily.
He glanced at Zhong Huai, whose face was ashen.
Then look at the group of angry martial arts academy members.
"Fine, I know you don't believe me, but since I've accepted the benefits, I'll definitely get things done."
"You flashy guy in the white shirt, come up here!"
Lin Jinglong raised his hand and pointed at Zhong Fangxiang.
White-clad show-off?
Zhong Fangxiang's face also turned red instantly.
He walked onto the stage with an angry expression.
Ignoring Zhong Huai's suggestive glances.
He gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want me to do?"
He was almost certain.
Lin Jinglong was probably born with extraordinary spiritual talent, so he mastered some immortal symbols and fooled Zhong Hua, making him think that Lin Jinglong had some unique learning methods.
As soon as he started lecturing, his secret was exposed!
He has absolutely no ability to transmit the Dharma!
Just as he was extremely angry.
Lin Jinglong raised his hand and tapped Zhong Fangxiang's forehead. Zhong Fangxiang, who subconsciously wanted to dodge, suddenly felt his aura locked and could not move.
A wisp of spiritual energy leaped from Lin Jinglong's fingertip.
"This is the Immortal's Touching Technique, which can impart my understanding and insights into immortal script to you. However, your strength is too weak, so I cannot teach you too much. This time, I will only teach you five hundred characters. Take your time to digest them."
Lin Jinglong waved his hand casually.
Zhong Fangxiang stood frozen in place.
He silently opened his mouth wide, feeling the new things in his head, those unfamiliar characters that were originally incredibly obscure to him.
Now everything has become clear and transparent.
His eyes widened in surprise, and he was instantly overjoyed.
The way he looked at Lin Jinglong changed.
It was like watching a deity!
"I have mastered 1,700 immortal scripts!"
His gaze shifted to Zhong Huai's face.
"Third Uncle! I did it!"
I've surpassed you!
Zhong Huai's face darkened upon hearing this.
"You son of a bitch, how dare you compare yourself to me!"
But he also felt a pang of jealousy.
Lin Jinglong's Immortal Touching the Head Technique is definitely at the level of an immortal technique. Even if he can only impart a few hundred characters at a time, it can still save them ten years of hard work!
This also illustrates...
Lin Jinglong's insights into immortal literature.
It is probably the most top-tier in the world!
Otherwise, how could someone easily grasp your insights after you've imparted them to them?
Zhong Fangxiang suppressed his arrogance.
He thanked Lin Jinglong repeatedly.
He was practically begging to kneel down and become his disciple.
At this moment, the crowd below really started to clamor, and more than 300 people rushed to the area below the stage. The twenty elderly elders were almost trampled to the ground by the crowd.
"Get out of my way!"
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