Jiamu also felt that what Bean Sprouts said was ingenious, and joked: "You may not be stupid, but you are smart and useless." ”

Liu Ya glanced at him fiercely: "I'm embarrassed to say others, you are wasting your wisdom in vain, you obviously have talent and foundation, but you are unwilling to practice orthodox immortal law with peace of mind." ”

Jiamu's cynical eyes were deep in loss and pain, and he poked the corners of her forehead and said, "Silly bean sprouts, sooner or later you will recognize the true face of the fairy world!"

Liu Ya didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and cultivating immortal arts was a top priority: "How can I use the longitudinal technique to catch fish?"

Jia Mu put out the master's shelf, dangled the grilled fish and said: "The fish is dexterous and travels through the water waves, the scales are slippery, the most difficult to catch, with your current immortal power, you need to practice for at least ten days, the method must be kept in mind, do not only use your eyes to see, but use your heart to guess where the fish will swim, and the immortal power will do as you like." ”

This seems to be reasonable, but it is difficult for Liu Ya to fully understand it, and she stands by the stream and practices again and again.

Jia Mu threw away the dried and wiped fish bones away, and pointed: "Don't be stupid and blindly use brute force, stop for a stick of incense after every ten times of practice, and think about the trick of exerting force, if you can successfully fish with spells within five days, this young master will give you a surprise gift." ”

Liu Ya pursed her lips and said, "I don't want your gift." ”

"I'm afraid you're not a rare gift, but you're not confident in your abilities," Gyalmu picked her up again and returned to the scripture hall in an instant.

In the evening, the fairy waiter will bring the delicacies of the small stove into the bedroom, not only the jade sea bass, but also a number of picturesque delicate side dishes.

Liu Ya feasted on it and chatted: "The jade perch has smooth flesh and few bone spurs, so it should be very good if it is grilled and eaten." ”

An Ge was quite curious: "The diet in the fairy world is light, and there are only two ways to make fish: steaming and boiling soup, I have long heard that there are thousands of patterns of mortal cuisine, I really want to taste it, do you know how to cook?"

Chu Lingxi's white eyes almost rolled up to the Heavenly Spirit Cover: "The days of the fairy world are bleaker than the temple, An Ge is a dignified god Bai Fumei, and the food is not as good as the village girl, sad and lamentable!"

Liu Ya often helped the cook at her aunt's house and learned a lot of cooking tips: "There are many ways to eat fish in the world, such as grilling, braising and fish tart, and fish can also be wrapped into dumplings. ”

An Ge clapped his hands with great interest: "It's better to borrow the kitchen another day and specialize in mortal food!"

Liu Ya was apprehensive in her heart, and she didn't dare to make a mistake: "It's not appropriate to open a small stove, if you use the kitchen privately, will you be punished?"

An Ge disagreed: "Which Taoist can't open a small stove, the pomp of the evil phoenix Heluan must be much bigger than mine, if the water fairy will not pursue such a trivial matter at all." ”

Chu Lingxi smelled the aroma of rice, his saliva flowed three thousand feet, and he hated the ignorant bean sprouts: "Auntie, wake up from the Spring and Autumn Dream, the fairy world is completely different from your imagination, the Protoss does whatever they want by virtue of their privileges, and the kind-hearted sweet sister Ange is just one of the special cases, the Feng Clan Heluan and the White Tiger Clan Yunfeng look like absolute villains, you just wait to be abused!"

After tidying up the dishes, Liu Ya buried herself in copying Beizhi's notes.

Ango asked, "Aren't you tired after studying all day?"

Liu Ya knew that his foundation was weak, and he didn't dare to cry out that he was tired: "I have abandoned the immortal law for a long time, if I don't work hard, how can I stay in Huaxu Mountain and continue to cultivate immortals." ”

Bei Zhi pressed her hand that would turn the pages of the book and reminded: "The art of longitudinal things focuses on practice, starting from small things, practice makes perfect, and in time there will be great growth." ”

Liu Ya was full of gratitude, and tried as she said, at first she made the book fall many times due to improper force, and finally smoothed out after several failures.

Bei Ji saw that it was getting late, so he said: "Daosheng Academy needs to put out the candle when the time comes, I wonder if I can go to the Immortal Hospital to continue reading books?"

An Ge nodded casually: "My brother often stays up all night studying, if you don't feel that you stay up all night and work hard, you can go." ”

Liu Ya was afraid that something would be wrong: "Can I go to the Immortal Hospital late at night?"

An Ge smiled sweetly: "Although don't worry, the Immortal Hospital is not a forbidden place, so why not go, and my brother is both a bookworm and a medicine addict, even if the landslide and the ground crack when studying and researching medicine, he will not be distracted." ”

Liu Ya is very happy, and it is an unexpected blessing to have such a good place.

Bei Zhi took Liu Ya to Xian Hospital, and saw that Shu Yu Zhenren was focusing on dispensing medicine in the pharmacy, so he quietly sat down next to the desk in the corner.

Liu Ya asked in a low voice, "Don't we need to salute the real person?"

Bei Tong said: "Shuyu Zhenren doesn't care about red tape, he doesn't like to be disturbed the most. ”

Liu Ya put his mind at ease and rearranged his notes, although he could understand every word, he didn't understand the profound meaning, but he was deeply touched by the eight words - "Xuanzhi and Xuan, the door of all laws".

She can only use the most stupid way to memorize all the scriptures and commentaries, as the saying goes, memorize 300 Tang poems, and if you can't compose poems, you can chant, there should always be some truth.

I still remember when I was a child, my father often talked about the scriptures with my friends, she listened to the book of heaven on the side, and dozed off for a moment, and fell asleep after two pillars of incense, my father never blamed, and often said that cultivating immortals is the most impatient, and when you should understand, you will understand, and you will be enlightened when you should be enlightened.

If her father had turned spoiling into severity, even if she had lost her immortal power for many years, it would have been easier for her to recultivate immortal arts, at least she would not become a useless wastewood.