The next day, when Zhang Ziyu woke up, it was already twelve o'clock at noon. The sun had already receded from the house.

He sat up from the bed, and for a moment, he felt like he was in a different world.

Yesterday...... What happened yesterday?

He went to the underworld for a walk...... Danger is fraught ......

And then, oh, that thorn in my heart, the paper man, is dead.

Looking down, there were several bandages wrapped around his chest, and the pain faintly coming from it also proved that yesterday's incident was true.

"Hoo ......"

Is that the fighting method between immortal cultivators?

The paper master is dead!

After sitting on the bed for a while, he collected his mood and got dressed and got up.

I went to the bathroom to wash up, dragged my slippers out, came to the opposite door, opened the combination lock, and pushed the door in.

The sun was on the windowsill, and the sunlight reflected brightly in the room, Ling Shijian wore long hair, pink pajamas, bent her calves, leaned lazily on the sofa, and played with her mobile phone.

The pink pajama pants retreated, revealing white feet, and the cardamom-like toes were slightly curved, which had a touching cuteness.

The sun was shining brightly, and so was she.

Xue Xue was next to her calf, like her, lazily asleep.

The kitten is four months old and is already a qualified cat worm.

When I woke up, I saw the girl and the cat and the sun, how could there be such a beautiful thing in this world?

He leaned against the door and looked at it for a moment. Ling Shijian noticed his movement, raised his eyes and looked over: "What are you standing there for?" ”

Zhang Ziyu didn't reply, walked into the house, and closed the door with his backhand.

"Are you better?" Ling Shijian asked again, "Does your body still hurt?" ”

"I don't feel anything anymore." Zhang Ziyu replied.

Speaking of which, the body of the immortal cultivator is different, it is obviously such a deep knife wound, and after a night, it has now scabbed, and it does not affect physical activity.

Maybe tomorrow, it will be better. …… It won't affect him to go to work.

Therefore, the body of an immortal cultivator is really suitable for part-time work and exploitation by the boss.

Ling Shijian lazily pointed to the kitchen and said, "There is preserved egg and lean porridge boiling in the pot, it should still be hot." ”

"yes, okay." Zhang Ziyu answered, walked into the kitchen with a familiar car, and took a bowl of porridge for himself.

He was so skilled that he didn't feel anything wrong with it, as if this was his home.

"Have you eaten?" He also asked Ling Shijian in an anti-guest manner.

"I've eaten it a long time ago." Lingshi Jian replied.

"Oh!"

Zhang Ziyu came out of the kitchen with a big bowl of porridge, didn't go to the table, came to the coffee table, put the porridge on the coffee table, and picked up Xue Xue with his backhand, and then sat cross-legged on the carpet, touching the fluffy cat, and leaning over his neck to drink porridge.

The carpet in the sofa coffee table room was only bought for a short time. When Zhang Ziyu saw Lingshi Sword chasing dramas, he always liked to sit cross-legged on the ground and bought it on purpose.

Rua cat eating meat porridge is another beautiful thing.

In other words, pulling out the thorn in the heart of the paper man, Zhang Ziyu is in a happy mood and happy to do anything.

After drinking porridge, washing the dishes, and when he went out, he found that Ling Shijian was looking at his mobile phone very seriously, but it didn't look like he was playing a game or watching a drama, he asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Ling Shijian glanced at him, then held up the phone and showed him the screen.

He fixed his eyes on the screen, and it asked, "What is the reason why I can't use the high beams when driving with the car at night?" The following is followed by four answers to ABCD, which is a multiple-choice question.

"Subject one?" As a veteran driver with three years of driving experience, he could see at a glance that it was the exam question of subject one, and he looked at Ling Shijian with a smile, "Want to take the driver's license?" ”

"Aang!" Lingshi Jian answered, and the phone was withdrawn.

She found more and more that it was too inconvenient to be an immortal cultivator in the modern city and not be able to drive.

"Did you sign up?" Zhang Ziyu asked.

"Not yet, let's see what the question looks like first." Ling Shijian replied, "And I don't even know what driving schools are nearby. Which driving school is better? ”

"I don't know." Zhang Ziyu shook his head and said, "I took the exam at school, and when I was a freshman, I had few classes, and I had nothing to do with idleness, so I went to take the exam." But it didn't take much time, it was all a one-time process, and it took more than forty days in total.

"Last year, there was a colleague in the finishing rolling workshop who took the exam here, and it seemed that he was practicing directly in the subject 2 examination room. I'll help you tomorrow and ask him which driving school he is enrolled in. ”

"Good!" Ling Shijian said, "Help me ask, I'll go through it all at once." ”

The two talked about the driving school, and then talked about the question of subject one.

Zhang Ziyu is a person who has passed the exam, and he is good at thinking and summarizing, so he has a lot of experience, and he is careful to give it to Ling Shijian.

Ling Shijian listened to his experience while brushing the questions, and when he brushed the tricky and strange questions, he would use them to test him with a smile.

And at this time, he often can't answer.

Between the questions and answers, and the explanation, it was a bit like seven or eight years ago, when the two of them discussed difficult problems in class.

After accompanying Ling Shijian to learn subject one for a while, Zhang Ziyu went to get the exercises and spells he had scavenged from the paper master last night and studied them.

Subject 1 is the most important thing for Lingshi Sword, and learning a spell is his most important thing.

As an immortal cultivator in the Self-cultivation Realm, he only knows the Fa, not the arts. With a body of mana, when encountering an enemy, he will only rely on brute force like an ordinary martial artist. It's not even as good as others, those who have practiced martial arts for many years.

Guarding the vault, but without the key, is his current situation.

As for the swordsmanship, why didn't Lingshi Sword's exquisite Shushan swordsmanship pass on to him? Is it because of his selfishness and because of the rules of the sect that Ling Shijian deliberately did not teach him?

Definitely. It's really a talent for swordsmanship, not very good.

He has studied for a long time, and under the teaching of a swordsmanship genius like Lingshi Sword, he has only barely learned two types of swordsmanship, which is still the most basic swordsmanship.

Just like Li Chungang "knew that he would be the leader of the kendo from the moment he touched the sword", Zhang Ziyu knew that he was not the material from the moment he touched the sword.

People are self-aware. He knows his way, not in the way of the sword.

Even, his path is not above the battle. With a kendo genius and a combat genius like Ling Shijian, he knew one thing very well, by fighting, it would be impossible for him to turn over in his life.

Others have terrifying dynamic vision, he can only see the sword light and sword shadow, and others can see the movement of the sword clearly; If others have a terrifying sense of danger and a sense of weakness, he can only wait for the sword to slash into his body before he knows the pain.

In terms of talent, you can't force it.

So where is his path?

It is important to know that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. There are immortals, gods, demons and demons in the world of cultivating immortals, and I don't know their positions, but I know that they are all intelligent creatures.

Since they all have brains, it means that brain power is still higher than brute force.

For example, the paper man master uses the technique of the paper man to play in the dark.

If it weren't for encountering a high-level cultivator like Ling Shijian, whose strength was much higher than him, for example, he was a Qi Harvesting Realm sword cultivator, or he was a Qi Harvesting Realm paper man, then, who would be born and who would die, it would not be certain.

Therefore, his path should be similar to that of the paper man.

Fighting this kind of thing, there is a spirit poetry sword, it is enough. What he has to do in the future is to use his brains and engage in logistics.

Dangerous things, leave it to the young man to do, and he just hides behind it.

For Zhang Ziyu, what is the first thing to do when he gets the exercises?

That's right, translation.

About the exercises were written by the ancients a long time ago, and the three cultivation exercises and two spells he has come into contact with so far are all written in classical Chinese.

Classical Chinese is really inconvenient for research and practice.

If there are classmates who want to cultivate immortals, they don't ask how talented you are, they don't ask if you are good at fighting, they don't even ask if you understand the meridian acupuncture points, they just ask you, are you good at classical Chinese?

In the afternoon, Zhang Ziyu sat in front of the coffee table, holding a pen, writing and drawing on a notepad. And Ling Shijian sat on the sofa behind him, holding his mobile phone and swiping subject one, if there was something he didn't understand and was fun, he asked him out loud.

The autumn sun shines lazily through the windowsill; At this time, the wind was also not energetic, and it blew the curtains weakly.

I don't know when, Ling Shijian stretched out and stepped on Zhang Ziyu's back with a pair of feet.

The sunlight slowly moved from the windowsill to the house, to the cat's nest, over the coffee table, to the dining table.

It took a whole afternoon for Zhang Ziyu to translate the three exercises in one breath and get the three Mandarin versions of the exercises. This is due to the fact that he has already translated two exercises and has a lot of experience.

Three exercises, or rather, one practice and two spells.

Among them, the practice method of the paper man master is called "Ghost Cultivation Method", and he can't use it for the time being. After all, he now has the best self-cultivation realm cultivation exercises.

And the follow-up exercise, "Pure Yang Real Man Sword Casting Guidance Method", is naturally better than this exercise.

However, whether the stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade, increase knowledge, or use them as spare exercises, they can all be read and studied.

And after studying the exercises a little, you can understand why the paper master would start the idea of the spirit stone sword without knowing whether to live or die.

Because the focus of this exercise is to practice against ghosts. The condition for entering the self-cultivation realm is that there is a ghost in the self-cultivation realm; The condition for entering the Qi Mining Realm is that there is a ghost in the Qi Mining Realm.

In addition, the paper man master has cultivated the spell of "Paper-cutting Adult", so he needs at least one paper man in the Qi Harvesting Realm to enter the Qi Harvesting Realm.

And obviously, the paper master has been in the self-cultivation realm for many, many years, and has probably reached the limit of the self-cultivation realm, so he will take the risk to attack the Lingshi Sword.

Originally, with his strength, he had a good chance to deal with ordinary Qi Harvesting Realm immortal cultivators and make a careful game.

But he didn't have time to wait.

There are too few immortal cultivators in the mortal world.

Two spells, "Paper-cut Adult" and "Soul Shifting Dafa", the former is about how to make a paper figure, how to activate the paper figure, and how to control the paper figure; The latter is about how to control the soul and how to separate it.

It is worth mentioning that the two spells are very compatible with the "Ghost Cultivation Method", and even the three complement each other.

Spells and exercises, both focus on the soul.

This is bad news for Zhang Ziyu.

Because the "Shangqing Self-cultivation Method" is a practice that focuses on mana and physical body, and does not involve the soul at all. Perhaps there is no general outline of the part, and the "Shangqing Heart Cultivation Method" focuses on the soul.

He didn't know anything about the cultivation of the soul.

"Paper-cut Adult" can still be studied and studied, but "Soul Shifting Dafa" is not at all.

and put aside the "Soul Transfer Dafa" and concentrate on the study of "Paper-cut Adult".

And he had just opened "Paper-cut Adult", and before he had read a few pages, Ling Shijian shouted over there to eat.

Looking back, Ling Shijian was wearing an apron and coming out of the kitchen with a fried pork with garlic.

"Tsk! What a virtuous woman. He smirked.

He closed the book, thinking about when he would buy some materials to make the paper figure, and stacked six books, the original and the translation, into a stack.

Then, he got up and stood up.

But, I don't know if it was because he had been sitting for too long, or because he was anemic because of his strength like a cow, or because of the violentness, his head suddenly dizzy.

Almost didn't stand still.

I stood there for a while before I felt better.

"Is it the cause of the injury?" He thought to himself.

"What else? Come and eat! ”

At this time, Ling Shijian's voice came again, and the voice was blaming, making him a little upset, and when he looked over, Ling Shijian was walking out of the kitchen with the rice cooker liner.

She looked at him with disgust as she walked.

That look seemed a little strange.

I don't know why, Zhang Ziyu had the question that Zhou Qiang asked him yesterday in the paper villa, "Guess, is she real or fake?" ”

This Spirit Poetry Sword is a little strange, isn't it fake?

He thought, and his heart was shocked.

"What's wrong with you?" Ling Shijian said with concern again.

"It's not ......" Zhang Ziyu smiled, "It's okay!" ”

How could this Spirit Poetry Sword be fake?

He felt ridiculous again, how could the paper figure master have this kind of strength?

Moreover, everything last night was clear and clear, and there could be no mistake.

He laughed at himself in his heart, he was so suspicious that he couldn't be mentally ill, right?

Shaking his head, he walked over and sat down in his usual position.

Today's dishes are very rich, and in order to recover from his injuries, Ling Shijian also boiled chicken soup again.

How can such an intimate poetic sword be fake? He laughed at himself again.

After eating, washing the dishes, going out for a walk again, coming back to play the king for two hours, and then practicing for another three hours, the beautiful day is over.

Zhang Ziyu climbed into bed and covered it with a small quilt, Meimei...... Go to sleep.