In Su Ke's imagination, the practice should be like this-

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The sect master's sister was dressed in white, her eyes were rolling, and she took his hand and patiently guided. How to practice, how to have an epiphany, how to swallow, the sect master's sister will take the trouble to explain it to him. After he entered, the two of them would choose a smooth rock with a beautiful view of the mountain, sit opposite each other, and the sect master's sister would explain to him how to open the mountain gate. Maybe it will be very hard, but every time Su Ke thinks of this picturesque beauty, he will be satisfied in his heart.

After all, apart from her temperament, the sect master's sister has no shortcomings in other aspects, and she is beautiful, and she can practice with her, which is something that cannot be desired.

But the reality is that

The dignified little prince was left on the first floor of the library pavilion, holding an introductory book, and he looked drowsy.

After the opening of the mountain gate yesterday, Su Ke had a big drink with Liu Zhongting, one was to relieve the boredom in his heart, and the other was to have fun in time. He thought that he would be by the side of the sect master's sister day and night, and he shouldn't have much time to have fun, so he naturally had to have a good time. However, when he woke up one day, he came to the sect master in a hurry, and then looked at her expectantly, but the sect master only handed him one thing, and asked him to take him to the library on the mountainside, and let him read the book first.

Reality is always skinny, no matter how plump the ideal is.

Since he couldn't fly with the sect master's sister, Su Ke had to patiently read this introductory book called "Chunyuan Shouji".

After only a few glances, he felt that his head was big for a while.

“...... Up a trick through the inner kidney, straight down the tip through the tail, the middle is the trick out of nothing, the strong name is called the entrance, when the straight air is generated, the entrance is self-opening. ”

For example, in a sentence like this in the book, he knows every word, but when put together, he doesn't understand the meaning.

Su Ke looked up at the sky, his eyes were glazed, and he said in his heart: "Does the sect master's sister think that I am a waste wood, but because of my identity, it is inconvenient to drive me down the mountain, so she thought of such a way to let me leave by myself? But what to do, I can't tell her, it's all the beast of the artifact brother." But what kind of broken classics, no one to help me explain, how can I understand it? If I can't understand it, how can I comprehend it, how can I understand it? ”

"But if that's the case, why did she give me this sign?"

He took out a transparent jade plaque from his waist, with only a simple word "cloud" on it.

This is the surname of the sect master, as for the name of Fang, of course Su Ke asked cheekily, but unfortunately there was no answer.

With this brand, it means that he is the personal disciple of the sect master.

It was quiet in the library, and although there were a dozen or so people studying the classics, they were all immersed in their own worlds, and no one made a sound. The more Su Ke looked, the more he wanted to sleep, so he simply leaned back on the back of the chair, put his feet on the desk very unsightly, and covered his face with the book "The Secret of Chunyuan", and after a while, he had a sweet dream.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

A very regular snoring sounded in the quiet library, again and again, continuously, and in a frustrated manner.

Wuliang Mountain has been inherited for thousands of years, and there have been countless geniuses, and there are also great traitors and evildoers, but there has never been a disciple who has only been in the beginning for a few days and dares to sleep in such a sacred place as the Library Pavilion, Su Ke can be called the first person in thousands of years. The rest of the disciples who were studying the texts were awakened by this snoring, and their faces were full of shock and absurdity.

At this moment, a woman in a yellow shirt walked into the library and was attracted by this snoring sound, and couldn't help but frown and walked to Su Ke's side.

"Don't bother me!"

Su Ke, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by an invisible energy and shouted subconsciously.

"His Royal Highness the Prince is so Yaxing, you can sleep here. The woman in the yellow shirt said coldly.

In fact, yesterday the sect master had already made it clear that after the opening of the mountain gate, Su Ke was a disciple of the sect, at least in the Wuliang Mountain, he was no longer the son of the Great Qin. You can call him junior brother or call him by his first name, but at the moment, the woman in the yellow shirt is called like this, obviously not respect, but with a sense of ridicule.

After all, it is such a profound sect, and there are countless geniuses inside, and not everyone will agree with him just because Su Ke lifted that big ding.

Su Ke came back to his senses, put down the book, and turned his head to look at the woman who dared to disturb his dreams.

This woman in the yellow shirt had a delicate face, but her eyes were cold, Su Ke felt a little familiar, vaguely one of the young and handsome people in the square yesterday.

"Senior sister, I'm not sleeping, I'm practicing. Su Ke laughed.

The woman in the yellow shirt softened her face a little, and said, "It's nothing to sleep in the library pavilion, but it's not appropriate to make such a loud noise to others." ”

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister is right, I will try to sleep as quietly as possible next time. Su Ke nodded.

The woman in the yellow shirt nodded and said, "That's very good." ”

Su Ke saw that she was not very difficult to deal with, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Dare to ask what Senior Sister is called?"

The woman in the yellow shirt glanced at him, then left.

The clothes are fluttering, bringing a touch of fragrance.

But the little prince's face was a little ugly.

"With such arrogance, it looks like I'm going to have to find a way to teach you a lesson. He sighed.

"Yes, I've got your back!" a voice rang in his ear.

Su Ke was startled, almost jumped up from his chair, and turned to see that it was a man who looked a little older than him and had a very delicate appearance, who was leaning down against his ear at the moment, his face full of hatred.

"Who are you?" Su Ke glared.

The young man straightened up and said with a gentle smile: "Senior nephew Su, I am your junior uncle Song Tian. ”

"What, uncle?" Su Kehu looked at him suspiciously.

Although the sect master's sister is young, she is the master of the Infinite Mountain, and she has great magical powers, he can barely accept it, and she is only regarded as a genius of the heavens. But now, how can an uncle who is about the same age as himself appear?

Song Tian bowed his head and smiled approvingly: "Don't be surprised, you will get used to it in the future." Let's discuss how to teach that girl a lesson. ”

Su Ke's mind was full of question marks, and he said cautiously: "Who is that girl?"

Song Tian shook his head and said, "This girl's name is Cheng Jingyun, she is the closed disciple of Mei Ruohua, the old man of Ji Huafeng's sect, and she has a nickname called Cheng Bingbing. She has a deep cultivation and a cold temper, which is different from my senior sister's indifference, and she keeps a very long distance from everyone. It is said that she has been in the mountains for nearly twenty years, and no one has ever seen her smile. ”

Su Ke was surprised: "Such an exaggeration? You said that her cultivation is profound, how powerful is she?"

Song Tian sat down opposite him and said in a deep voice: "I have to remind you that among the younger generation of disciples on the mountain, she is ranked third in cultivation......!

Su Ke looked at his smug face, and couldn't help but say disdainfully: "You don't want to say it's you, do you?"

Song Tian said with a smile: "I'm your junior uncle, how can I compete with you dolls? Don't you want to teach Cheng Bingbing a lesson? Let me tell you, I know what she is afraid of, do you dare to try?"

Su Ke didn't think about it and said, "Don't make trouble, do you like this Senior Sister Cheng?"

Song Tian coughed violently a few times, looked left and right and lowered his voice: "What nonsense! I'm your uncle!"

Su Ke became more and more convinced of his judgment, and sneered: "Uncle Song, I didn't expect you to be such a beast. ”

Song Tian's face was not red, and he sighed: "My fair lady, what a gentleman." ”

Su Ke lay on the table, beckoned to him, and said with a wicked smile: "I'm very good at things between men and women, why don't we make a deal?"

Song Tian's eyes lit up, and he leaned over and said, "What deal?"

Su Ke smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "This has to be discussed carefully." ”