Chapter 85 Genius is trained
Ruan Wei watched Chang Huaijin fall and immediately covered his stomach.
He got up and held onto the tree trunk, vomiting loudly.
Tsk.
When will Master change his habit of hitting his enemies in the abdomen?
After he finished vomiting, Xiao Xuantong picked up Fu Biao and gave it back to him.
The three of them started a new round of flight.
…
"Alright," Feng Wuya said, tired of fighting. "Let's stop here for today."
After saying that, he closed the formation and left.
Before leaving, he also gave the Penglai sword technique to Chang Huaijin.
"yes……"
"vomit--"
The three of them were in a mess, with spirit sword fragments scattered all over the ground, emitting cold light.
Ruan Wei's fairy-like face was covered with dust, and her whole body was dirty.
Xiao Xuantong leaned against the mountain wall, closed his eyes and breathed heavily.
Chang Huaijin was still holding onto the tree trunk and vomiting violently.
Genius... Is this how a genius is cultivated?
Recalling.
Feng Wuya never changed back to the wooden sword. He used his Lingyuan sword to beat the three men without caring about the consequences.
Like Chang Huaijin, he couldn't withstand the second sword today. Every time he met Feng Wuya, he would be floating in the air.
If he didn't have Fu Biao in his hand, and Feng Wuya had restrained his strength, the ordinary spirit sword would probably have ended up like his senior sister's spirit swords.
Chang Huaijin felt another cramp in his abdomen and felt like vomiting again.
Ruan Wei rested for a while, and then he had the energy to ask, "Brother, is that a new move you came up with?"
"Um."
Xiao Xuantong nodded. After his spiritual power was restored, he did not hide anything and demonstrated the spiritual power version of frost to his junior sisters and brothers again.
"My ancestors taught me," Xiao Xuantong suddenly remembered something and stood up to brush off the dirt between his legs. "It's your turn to go tomorrow."
Ruan Wei's eyes darkened when he heard this.
"Why is it my turn now? I haven't even formed the golden elixir yet!"
Her master had beaten her so many times that she had at least figured out some ways to make it less painful.
This requires suddenly changing her experience bar and starting over.
It's over.
Xiao Xuantong shook his head. "I don't know. I heard that Fifth Uncle is coming back, and he will check our talisman lessons then."
Isn't this news that is worse than being beaten by the ancestor?
Ruan Wei squatted down, holding his head, his eyes blank as he said, "I'm done, I'm really done."
Chang Huaijin, who was exhausted from vomiting, came back to his senses. The Chang family was a family of talismans. He actually practiced talismans in the past, but later the Chang family discovered that he had a righteous energy and was extremely suitable for being a sword practitioner, so he turned to the sword path.
Ruan Wei was a talented young man who embraced sustainable development. She was well-versed in poetry, literature, rituals, and music. She knew a little about divination and herbal medicine, and even learned physical training.
Anything that was even slightly related to fire, such as alchemy and weapon refining, was incompatible with the water spiritual root in her body, and she could not learn it no matter how hard she tried.
In addition to swordsmanship, she also studied formations and music theory. Logically speaking, cultivators who can draw formations can also draw talismans quite well.
Only Ruan Wei is different.
The formation diagrams were all precisely calculated, with each stroke having a fixed number. Ruan Wei only needed to remember the algorithms for each formation to be able to draw them completely according to the regulations. However, the talismans were different.
It mainly depends on fate.
One stroke is completed, spiritual energy is poured in, success or failure depends on fate.
It’s not that Ruan Wei can’t draw talismans.
I can draw, but it's a bit ugly.
Logically speaking, water spirit roots and talismans are a perfect match.
In fact, Ruan Wei's success rate in drawing talismans is quite high, nine out of ten times it can be successful, but she probably doesn't dare to use the talismans she drew.
Nothing else.
It was because Fifth Uncle Lun Zhen had taught her and Xiao Xuantong the talismans remotely.
Lun Zhen has a baby face, and in the spiritual mirror, he always looks innocent and smiling.
When he saw the talisman drawn by Ruan Wei, his eyes widened and Lun Zhen asked in a lost voice, "Is this talisman finished?"
Ruan Wei knew that his painting was ugly, so he said softly, "Uncle Master, it's a little ugly, but judging from the spiritual energy, it's done..."
"This ugly thing can be successful?!"
The other end was shocked.
This side is speechless.
From then on, Lun Zhen always looked choked up whenever he looked at Ruan Wei's talismans.
He tried hard to restrain himself and teach his nephew seriously, but he felt that this ugly thing was really an eyesore, and he felt powerless and didn't know where to start.
Ruan Wei felt a little sorry for the look of frustration on his baby face.
She didn't think about it. The line was just like that, and the direction of the line was just like that. She just didn't know why the talisman, after being put together, became a mess with all sorts of strokes here and there.
Ruan Wei's painting skills are really bad.
She has always kept her distance from such artistic things.
When Lun Zhen saw the talisman drawn by Ruan Wei for the first time, he wanted to question the Heaven. It is true that natural spirits are the favorites of Heaven, but you can't pamper them like this no matter how much you pamper them!
Such an ugly scribble can actually be certified.
It makes those who see it ashamed.
Which talisman practitioner does not strive for beauty to ensure the success rate of his talismans?
Chang Huaijin came up to Ruan Wei, her eyes moist with affection, "Senior sister, I can draw talismans, I can help you."
Seeing him vomiting and crying, Ruan Wei couldn't help but laugh and teased him, "Really?"
"real."
Chang Huaijin patted his chest and made the promise.
"If Fifth Uncle punishes me twenty times, will you help me?"
"help!"
"What about forty?"
"Help too!"
"Wow, what if it's Bai Dao?"
"As long as Senior Sister needs it, Huai Jin will definitely help!"
It's really interesting. It's a good thing to have a junior brother.
But once you say something, you must do it.
Ruan Wei smiled gently, but had some plans in mind.
Seeing that Ruan Wei was in such a good mood, Xiao Xuantong silently lit a stick of incense for Chang Huaijin in his heart.
Young man.
Don't let beauty blind your eyes.
He grew up with Ruan Wei and knew very well what kind of troubled personality Ruan Wei had under her cool and fragrant Guanyin appearance.
Let me put it this way, from childhood to adulthood, Ruan Wei instigated him to do all the bad things, but in the end, he was always the one caught by the master.
But my junior sister always manages to clear herself of all blame.
Then Ruan Wei would stare at him with a pair of watery eyes, a look of disbelief on her face, "Brother, how could you do this?"
Xiao Xuantong closed his eyes and dared not think about it anymore.
Light incense for the new student targeted by the second uncle and the new scapegoat tricked by Ruan Wei.
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Afternoon.
Inside the library.
Ruan Wei, "Second Uncle, I'm going up to the second floor first."
Xiao Xuantong also sat skillfully in front of a bookshelf on the first floor he was currently working hard to conquer.
Chang Huaijin stared blankly at the endless bookshelf and shrank back.
no.
All of it? Do I really have to read all of this level?
He originally didn't have a dizziness problem, but from today on, he announced that he was dizzy from reading!
"Huai Jin," Chao Jian smiled faintly, "Then let's get started."
Chang Huaijin holds a book in his hands.
Eyes full of stars.
——
After half a day, Chao Jian couldn't help but frown.
Chang Huaijin was not a good student, so it was difficult to ask him to read with dignity.
All afternoon, my mind started to wander if I wasn't paying attention, and then I didn't know anything when asked.
well.
Chaojian sighed.
There is still a long way to go. Chang Huaijin's memory is almost on par with Xiao Xuantong's.
Xiao Xuantong had been studying on the same level for nearly ten years and was finally almost done with it.
I don’t know how long Chang Huaijin will need.
Before Chao Jian left, he left some homework. "Xuan Tong, memorize the formations you learned today and draw them for me tomorrow. Huai Jin, you... just memorize the book today and write down your thoughts when you have spare time. Wei Wei, how many formations are you still short of forty times? Grab your things and follow."
Ruan Wei, who had been secretly laughing and thought that Second Uncle had forgotten, suddenly stopped smiling.
The law of conservation of smiles.
A smile doesn't disappear, it just shifts.
Xiao Xuantong couldn't help but let out a smile on his expressionless face, and he was about to leave immediately.
Before leaving, Xiao Xuantong patted Ruan Wei's shoulder lightly with a clear voice.
"Junior sister, take care."
Ruan Wei was so irritated by him that she gritted her teeth, turned her head and glared at him angrily.
Chang Huaijin leaned forward, his eyes clear, "Sister, do you need my help?"
Hearing this, Chao Jian stabbed at him with a cold knife.
It’s not you, buddy.
Can’t you see Second Uncle is still standing here?
What kind of help is that? You didn't come to help paint last night. Now you're saying you'll help in front of Second Master. This is slander! Heaven and earth, you saved my life!
Ruan Wei was stabbed in the back by the two of them, her lips trembling and she couldn't even speak.
Meeting Chang Huaijin's clear, foolish eyes.
Very good, Ruan Wei believed that he definitely didn't mean it.
Just stupid.
She waved her hand weakly, indicating that it was not necessary.
Chang Huaijin nodded and chased after Xiao Xuantong, who had fled the scene after mocking him.
He said to the emperor, "Bring out all the battle formations you drew, so I can find out who wrote them for me. I'll give you ten times the prize for each one."
Ruan Wei was extremely sad and angry.
Oh, my Lord, the Taoist Patriarch, I only ask for your understanding!
It’s a blessing to have such a junior brother.
Even if there are tens of millions of people, I will take their heads!
She hates it.
Ruan Wei tremblingly handed over the twenty battle formation diagrams that he had hurriedly worked on last night.
Chaojian glanced at her.
She knew that it was already the best she could do if she could get rid of half of it.
After a quick look, I was sure it was her own handwriting.
Chao Jian's expression gradually relaxed. He rolled up the formation diagram into a cylinder and tapped it on Ruan Wei's head. "Since you've mastered the art of formations, you must never slack off. You mustn't be slacking off either. Do you understand?"
Ruan Wei, "I know."
Feeling weak and depressed.
If she really took advantage of the situation, it would be fine to get scolded, but the problem was that this time she got scolded before she even started to make any trouble.
Third Junior Brother is truly my nemesis.
Ruan Wei's eyelashes were drooping, and he looked kind and peaceful.
In my heart: I will go to kill him tonight——
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