"He's very loud."
Gu Xingyun suddenly started to complain.
Yan Huailiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "A child that age is bound to be lively. If he disturbs your rest, just tell him directly. Ziheng is very obedient."
Gu Xingyun didn't say anything else and applied all the remaining medicine on his fingertips on Yan Huailiu's scar.
"Alright, let's ignore them for now. Xinghua, this is for you. From today on, you must practice according to the instructions above. Study at least three pages daily. Every two weeks, go to the Trial Field and challenge others. If you don't win within three months, come to me and receive your punishment. Do you understand?"
Yan Huailiu pretended to be serious and handed two books on basic cultivation techniques to Ling Xinghua.
Ling Xinghua knelt down instantly and took it excitedly: "Yes, disciple will practice seriously and will never let Master down!"
"If you don't understand something, ask others. Don't be ashamed. Get up."
Yan Huailiu pondered for a moment and handed him another completely different mental method: "This one is suitable for Jingming. Please take it back and give it to him. Tell him not to worry and practice slowly. There is also this one that teaches how to distinguish between magical herbs and poisonous herbs. He should like it very much. Give it to him too."
The completely different approach did not cause Ling Xinghua any dissatisfaction. He carefully put away the books and said with red eyes: "Thank you, Master."
Yan Huailiu nodded indifferently, and was about to pick up the last thing on the table when Gu Xingyun suddenly spoke.
"Master, the seventh day of the Lunar New Year is just a few days away. All the major sects are waiting for news about the opening of the Thousand Scripture Pavilion. Should we send them a letter in advance to inform them?"
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