The midday sun shone among the mountains of the Lingyun Immortal Sect.

Under the clear blue sky, Shen Qingxuan in the Cuizhu Garden was holding a travelogue and constantly flipping through it.

While watching, silently recite the above content.

The broken Qingying Ancient Sword, lying calmly beside her, seemed to tremble slightly.

Because of the resonance brought by the Qingying Ancient Sword, Shen Qingxuan could see the secret of the Blood Sword that emerged in this travelogue.

But there are too many.

She estimated slightly, judging from the amount of text on it, the improved version of "Demon Refining Blood Sword" created by Ying Qiuchan is at least about 50,000 words.

50,000 words!

Her husband Luo Jing was far away in the Soul Refining Sect, and he couldn't hand over the secret tips to him. And even if it is handed over to Luo Jing, without the resonance of the Qingying Ancient Sword, Luo Jing will not be able to see the secret tips on it.

Therefore, this secret can only be memorized by Shen Qingxuan first and taught to Luo Jing in a dream.

To be honest, very tired.

But she didn't feel tired because of the endorsement.

As a standard liberal arts student, endorsement has long formed an instinct in years of tempering.

Although the matter of crossing over to the world of Xianxia and having to endorse it is more or less outrageous, it is fundamentally different from the Xianxia life she imagined.

But the physical enhancement brought by the Mortal Realm strengthened her memory.

Of the 2,000 words in the first volume of "Demon Refining Blood Sword", it only took her two hours last night to memorize it backwards and teach it to Luo Jing in her dream.

Then, she felt the pain.

The pain comes from Luo Jing.

…… Damn science students, is it that hard to endorse!

Just as she is a standard liberal arts student, Luo Jing is a standard science student, and she is a slightly more serious one.

According to Luo Jing's confession, when he took the college entrance examination, he scored more than 130 points in mathematics and barely passed in Chinese.

"Endorsement? Why did I have to endorse when I came to the Xianxia world! ”

Luo Jing, who was in the dream last night, let out such a wail.

Three hours of dream meeting, the first volume of the two-thousand-word Demon Refining Blood Sword, Luo Jing only memorized half of the content, and barely memorized the steps of the first sword refining.

It made her feel the pain.

After all, you are also a monk in the mortal realm, and your brain is strengthened, why is your memory outrageous to this extent?

In three hours, a thousand words can be memorized to death or alive.

She felt like she was facing an elm head, the kind that couldn't be taught no matter how she taught.

But Luo Jing was right.

"What's so great about endorsements? I have the ability to compare the question! ”

"You scum who only scored 70 points in mathematics in the college entrance examination!"

This sentence hit Shen Qingxuan on the spot.

But what's the solution? Life has to go on, and books have to be memorized.

Shen Qingxuan just had a headache, Luo Jing couldn't even memorize a thousand words so hard, so how long would it take to learn the entire "Demon Blood Sword"?

The amount of 50,000 words to memorize, even Shen Qingxuan feels a headache when she thinks about it, and it is definitely a nightmare difficulty for her husband Luo Jing's elm head.

"Why do cultivators need endorsements when they are so otherworldly?"

Shen Qingxuan, who was sitting in front of the bamboo house, sighed depressedly: "Isn't there anything that can quickly increase memory after eating it?" ”

Shen Qingxuan's voice fell, and the little girl's voice sounded not far away.

"That kind of medicine immortal sect doesn't have it, but there are quite a lot of people in the demon path who use it. Qingxuan, why do you suddenly want to strengthen your memory? ”

The sloppy Xie Xingyao walked into the Cuizhu Garden with her big gourd on her back.

With a curious face, he asked, "Are you endorsing?" ”

Under the sun, Shen Qingxuan looked at the master in front of him, his hair was unkempt, his dress was messy, and even the ties around his waist were tied in a mess, there was no beauty at all, and there were eye feces in the corners of his eyes......

The corners of Shen Qingxuan's mouth twitched, and she said, "Master, how can you ...... Are you going out like this again? ”

Didn't you have to get dressed up yesterday?

saw Xie Xingyao yawning lazily and said, "Anyway, if you don't go out today, you will be able to do it." The time is just right, Qing Xuan, let's start. ”

When the Master was in high spirits, he was about to start the ritual of summoning spirits.

Shen Qingxuan's scalp was numb, and she shook her head again and again.

"No, no, let's wash up first."

As she spoke, she semi-forcibly dragged Master into the wooden house, fetched water, washed her face, pressed Master in front of her dresser, and said, "I'll help you get it a little." ”

Then she simply helped the master with messy hair, completely combed his hair, and used a hairpin to arrange a hanging bun.

The messy skirt was slightly tidied up, and the ties around the waist were untied and re-tied with a neat and graceful ear knot.

Finally, looking at the little master in front of him who had undergone a makeover, and was pecked by the pink carved jade, Shen Qingxuan breathed a long sigh of relief and felt much more comfortable.

This master of his own, as a cultivator, obviously has tender skin and no spots and blemishes on his face, which can be called a natural beauty.

But she was sloppy, and every time she saw it, her toes were clenched.

She definitely doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, she just can't see the sloppy image of the master!

As an elder of the Immortal Sect, he is so sloppy every time, and he has no image of an elder at all, how can he be respected!

Shen Qingxuan's first step to help her master regain her reputation began with a change in her personal image.

Fortunately, although the master was too lazy to dress up, he did not resist Shen Qingxuan to groom and dress her.

Sitting obediently in front of the dresser and freshening up, Xie Xingyao said lazily: "Okay, okay, we can start, right?" ”

"The spirit summoning ritual is very important, let's finish it quickly, so I can go back to sleep."

Xie Xingyao, who was in the late stage of the Metamorphosis Realm, was unexpectedly sleepy.

Shen Qingxuan is used to this.

Maybe the spiritual life is so boring, sleeping is indeed the best way to pass the time.

She watched as the master set up the altar in front of the green bamboo garden and lit candles and sandalwood.

Then he opened the book "The True Recipe of Taixu Summoning Spirits" borrowed from the Library Pavilion yesterday, and said.

"Come and sit down in front of the altar."

Xie Xingyao raised his magic weapon gourd and said, "You now activate the magic weapon and do what the teacher instructs." ”

"From now on, we will try to connect to the Void Wonderland for you."

"It's your first time, it might hurt a little, you endure it."

Xie Xingyao said seriously: "The first time you connect to the Taixu Immortal Realm, the pressure on the soul will be very great. ”

"But you have to hold on, as long as you get through the initial pain, you will be comfortable in the future."

"Rise now!"

The young master, who was only about 1.3 meters tall, stood in front of the altar with the big gourd that was taller than her.

However, the altar is taller than her.

Shen Qingxuan could only see the big gourd behind the altar, shaking constantly.

Then the sound of Master's chanting sounded.

"Heartfelt treasure is innate! Rui Wei Xiangguang is in front of the seat! ”

"Kun Yuan Zhenshui Ling Tai Jing, the gods of the Taixu Immortal Realm listen to my orders! Haste as a law! ”