Wang Yao's life is like a pool of stagnant water, repeating the same experience every day, boring and boring.

If you look at it as a movie, it's definitely a bad movie!

Lin Ze's heart didn't fluctuate.

This is the most real appearance of ordinary people, there are not so many, and there is no beautiful nun to play with you, and there is not even a person who bullies you.

Plain and bland, without any ripples.

The idea of supporting the other party to continue cultivating is also very simple.

I hope to worship a certain mountain gate, and then get a good ranking in the outer gate competition, so as to get the favor of a certain deacon, which can make this road to immortality a little easier.

Observed for a few days.

Lin Ze found that the other party was stuck on the first threshold.

As long as ordinary disciples go to class every day, they can always find a few exercises that suit them, practice them, and then go to their favorite mountain gate to study after they begin to take shape.

But Wang Yao stubbornly recognized this door and collapsed inch by inch.

He has never been lazy in his cultivation day and night, and there is no mistake in the operation of his aura, and he also looks like a palm wave, but he just can't give full play to the true effect of this palm technique.

Even if he switched to the first perspective, Lin Ze still couldn't see anything wrong.

Like Su Bailu and the Four Seasons Reincarnation Palm, she has to practice to the second level to feel the lack of qi and blood, but as long as she knows the problem, she can actually come up with a way to solve it herself.

What Lin Ze can do is to save this time and tell the other party the problem in advance.

That's where the simulator comes in.

But Wang Yao's problem now is ...... No problem.

He only knew that the power of his palm was very small, and he couldn't even exert one-tenth of it, and when the aura finally burst out in his palm, the strength was insufficient, and it seemed that most of it was inexplicably dissipated between heaven and earth.

But what exactly went wrong, Wang Yao didn't feel it at all, after years of practice, he could already follow the records in the manuscript, almost smoothly to use it, without encountering any obstacles.

If it weren't for the lack of power, he even felt that he had already cultivated this exercise to the realm of Dacheng.

Even because of this knot, even his own realm has stagnated, and he is only half a step away from the middle stage of qi refining, but he can't cross it for a year or two.

Lin Ze was a little helpless.

In front of the simulator, even the Jindan Sword Immortal Qin Hongsleeve's Baba Sword Formation was vulnerable, but instead planted a fight on the little monk in this Qi Refining Period.

In fact, it is very simple to solve it, and he still has two good skill cards on his body, whether it is the Frost Sword or the Reincarnation Palm, it is not weaker than this exercise, and teaching it to the other party casually can make Wang Yao grateful.

But the problem is that there are only more than two months left before the outer door Dabi, and with the other party's qualification of only five points, I am afraid that there is no way to achieve it quickly.

This also means that Wang Yao will have no chance to compete with this time, and can only wait for another five years, and at that time, his value in the eyes of other Zhufeng deacons will drop a lot.

"Tsk. Lin Ze pondered for a moment and switched to the first perspective, wanting to see what the other party thought.

At this moment, the young man was standing in the library and was concentrating on sorting out the pile of ancient books that recorded the interesting stories of the lives of the predecessors of the sect.

Without the help of his family, he could only rely on doing these chores in exchange for sect resources.

After finishing the work in hand, Wang Yao wiped his sweat and took out a class schedule from the south hall from his arms, which recorded the arrangements for Deacon Zhufeng's lectures.

It took a while to find the name of Huayang Peak.

"There's only a month and a half left. He carefully put away the timetable and looked satisfied.

"......" Lin Ze patted his head.

yes, why do you have to find the problem yourself.

If you can get the outer disciples taught in the classroom, what else can you do with the profound mastery, and what the deacon of Huayang Peak will say at that time, you can just write it down yourself.

Thinking of this, Lin Ze simply stayed in the other party's body, just taking this opportunity to experience the life of an ordinary disciple's sect.

......

......

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Ze learned how to take care of Lingzhi, how to wipe the floor of the South Hall bright and clean, and even mastered how to use heat to make the noodles feel refreshing.

Well, there's really nothing that will come in handy.

With Wang Yao's gaze, he looked towards the lecture class.

He could feel the excitement in this kid's heart at the moment, and even the palm of the hand carrying the schoolbag was trembling.

Although Lin Ze crossed over, he felt that this mood should be similar to when he sat in a café with a contract in his previous life and waited for the customer to sign.

Although it was a little bitter, fortunately, there was still some gain.

"I was finally able to get out. ”

Lin Ze sighed, switched perspectives and left the other party's body.

If it wasn't necessary, he felt that he would never experience such a dull character card again.

It's clear that he's looking for guilt.

The answer that the disciples of the Mountain Sect could easily get from the master master, this kid could still laugh after waiting for a month.

This kind of heart is really admirable.

"Hey, it's Deacon Zhang Jialin again. Wang Yao had a touch of worry on his face, but he didn't say much, but sat honestly in his position and listened.

At the front, the young foundation building monk looked at the group of ordinary disciples with a little impatience.

Clear your throat.

Regardless of whether the people below understand it or not, they explain a swordsmanship by themselves.

Lin Ze frowned slowly.

The other party's expression was very familiar to him, just like those colleagues in his previous life when they had half an hour left to get off work, the expression on their faces was exactly the same as this monk.

Look at your phone for a while, and take out the mirror for a while.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with that, after all, people only affected their wages, and they didn't get in the way of themselves.

"But you're preaching and solving your doubts. ”

Lin Ze looked at the puzzled faces of many disciples around him, and a trace of dissatisfaction arose in his heart.

Or don't talk about it at all, how can you teach this way?

If something like the exercises is practiced because of misunderstanding deviations, but it is closely related to life, how can it be so casual?

After listening patiently for a while, Lin Ze found that the deacon who was called Zhang Jialin was looking outside the lecture class from time to time, and couldn't help but follow the other party's gaze, only to see a good-looking female cultivator standing outside, flirting with the other party.

retracted his gaze and glanced at Wang Yao beside him.

Lin Ze's eyes were a little more gloomy.

It seems that I am afraid that I will not be able to leave today.

As he expected, there was still a stick of incense before the end of class, Zhang Jialin's two eyebrows were almost wrinkled, his impatient look almost overflowed his eyes, and the explanations in his mouth became more and more vague, most of them only passed by one sentence.

"When we're done, let's all disperse. ”

He waved his hand and hurried towards the door.

Hearing this, Wang Yao hurriedly stood up from his position, quickly caught up with the other party, and shouted with a nervous face: "Deacon Zhang, I ......"