His lips trembled and he pointed to the sentence, and whispered angrily, "Are you really an idiot? In addition to the Xishan Shrine using Haotian brilliance and casting great soul techniques to help people break through acupuncture points, in this world, who can change their fate against nature? You want to get your acupuncture points yourself! You are so arrogant and stupid!

Chen Pipi was even more angry, thinking of the long-lost peach mountain in Xishan, and then said loudly: "The three great god priests have to spend half their lives of cultivation before they can cast the Great Soul Magic. Who in this world is worth such a big price? You know, I'm a genius, and I've only fed a few Tianli Pills in those years.

He felt pity for Ning Que's misfortune and was angry at his absurd struggle. He picked up the pen and finished it with resentment and irritation. "If one can open the acupuncture points as one wishes, then everyone in the world will become a cultivator. You idiot!

Gently patting his cheeks and rubbing his hands, Ning Que leaned upstairs to meet the female teacher. After waving away the cicada, he took the book out of the bookcase and looked at it hopefully. Seeing the newly written words on the paper, he couldn't help but be happy and raised his eyebrows. However, it wasn't long before he became a little angry and his eyebrows drooped.

The mysterious man's news was not polite at all, and it could even be said to be extremely cold-blooded, which shattered Ning Que's hopes in the past few days. That guy shattered the hope that "where there is a will, there is a way", and directly told him that no one in the world can open the acupuncture points with their own strength, and those who once thought about it are now dead.

"Dead? What about the people of the Demon Cult?

Ning Missing's eyes muttered to himself, and he secretly thought in his heart, "Since the white-haired man said that everyone can be a chef god (someone who is good at cooking), then why can't everyone be a cultivator?"

After being silent for a long time, he finally decided not to read Wu Shanyang's "Haoran Sword Theory" anymore.

For many reasons, Ning Que could have used his strong perseverance to move mountains with great effort, not caring about the difficulties and obstacles he might encounter. However, courage and perseverance are not the same as stubbornness and stone-like stubbornness.

Although he didn't know the identity and status of this mysterious missionary in the academy until now, he firmly believed that this person must be a cultivation genius, and his understanding of cultivation was far deeper than his own. Since the man said that forcibly opening the acupuncture points would lead to death, then it would be very dangerous for him to move mountains blindly.

"Anyone who is smart enough can be my teacher, and it's wise to follow their good advice." Ning Que's rational thinking made him decide to temporarily stop using "Yongbazhao Calligraphy". However, he still felt inevitably disappointed, and before leaving the old library, he couldn't help but write an article with a brush dipped in ink.

"Today I won't read anymore, but tomorrow I will continue to read. Now I read Wu Shanyang's "Haoran Sword Theory", not "A Preliminary Study of the Qihai Snow Mountain". You can leave me a message over there. I have one last question: if most people can't sense the breath of nature because of their different physiques, this is the fate that Haotian gives us, do you think Master Haotian is too unfair?

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Late at night, Chen Pipi reappeared in the building. He looked out the window and saw the dark night sky, the stars covered in clouds. Taking the book out of the shelf, he got the piece of paper and couldn't help but laugh when he read it. He had stingy, fat, round cheeks, and he thought the lad was getting more and more blunt in the message, and he seemed to order him to do something, even if he was actually asking for help. He really didn't know where this daring lad came from.

Although he thought so, he still squatted down breathlessly and took out Wu Shanyang's "Haoran Sword Theory" from the bookshelf, then walked to the window on the west side and began to answer Ning Que.

As the most dazzling genius disciple of the academy in recent years, after entering the second floor, under the pressure of those terrifying senior brothers in the past few years, Chen Pipi had to study in the classroom and had no chance to play his hobby of teaching others. That night, he saw Ning Que's self-expression messages, and occasionally replied with interest. Since then, he has been keeping it in his heart to see if this poor guy can make a breakthrough and also to meet his need to teach others.

This is called helping addiction. Chen Pipi didn't know the poor guy's name, gender, age. But since he started to help, it's like the dirt in the wetland in front of the building, sticking to his hands and making it difficult to get rid of. Therefore, it is purely a psychological issue.

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The next day, Ning Que went to the old library, directly took out the book about Haoran Sword, and then saw the information of the mysterious person as he wished. Seeing the two lines of arrogant words on the paper, he couldn't help but smile and rub his eyebrows.

"There is no equality in the world at all. The master of Haotian is like the sunshine on the snow-capped mountain, on the lotus flower above, always pity the clouds, lazily looking at the grass at the foot of the mountain. For example, I am a lotus flower, a unique genius in the world, and you are a poor fellow who cannot cultivate because there are no acupuncture points in your body. So like grass, what you need to do now is accept it and not doubt it.

Ning Que held the thin piece of paper and muttered, "A unique genius in the world? What a megalomaniacal guy!

Seeing this news, he became more and more suspicious of the identity of the mysterious man. Judging from the sentence structure, this person is not like those respectable professors in the academy back then, but more like Zhong Dajun, the third master of Xie San, who grew up in a greenhouse and was a precious orchid.

But this person is obviously several levels stronger than Xie Chengyun and others, because his tone when he says that he is a genius is very natural, as if this is an irrefutable absolute truth that has been proven countless times by the world and time; Like water flowing down the mountain naturally, the sour and spicy sliced soup is delicious, and the mulberry is industrious.

However, in terms of self-confidence, Ning Que has always been fiercely competitive.

He never kept his profile high in front of a crowd or classmates because he thought he was past that stage of his life, and it was neither appropriate nor naïve to do so. But that doesn't mean he has the slightest doubt about his abilities.

Since childhood, he has been on the school's list of geniuses. From kindergarten to various interest classes and math exams, he has been invincible in China's education system. So, this lad absolutely believes that he is the real genius.

So today he replied like this:

"There is no need to argue about lotus and grass. But what I want to say is that if there is a unique genius in the world, then that genius can only be me and not you. Because only I am qualified to be the only one. So there's a catch. Since you said that Master Haotian would only have mercy on true geniuses, why can't I cultivate to become a true genius?

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The Xishan Divine Kingdom, which has the most believers, extraordinary masters, wealth, and power in the world, naturally has many geniuses and geniuses who cultivate silently before the seven gods of arcane.

The academy of the Tang Empire, with the most respected status and the most hermits, as well as figures like the dean of the academy, naturally there were many geniuses and wise men, who calmly spent a few days behind several statues on the second floor.

Chen Pipi has only lived a short life of 16 years, and has studied in both places for many years, and has long been recognized as the most outstanding genius in the world from the attitude of teachers and students. Even if he met two other people from an unknown land, he was proud enough to take his usual attitude and confident message for granted. Because he thinks it's just a simple fact.

Now he has finally met someone who is prouder and more confident than him.

The problem is that in Chen Pipi's opinion, the guy who claims to be the only genius is nothing more than a poor man who knows nothing about cultivation, has no acupuncture points, and only has some perseverance and clever ideas...... Well, Chen Pipi recognized this guy as smart and decisive, but how could this guy compete with him for the title of genius?

The furious Chen Pipi left Ning Que with a question in the message, under the dim starlight of the clouds, accompanied by the angry cicadas by the window:

"You use Eight Strokes of Calligraphy to deconstruct words. With this stupid way of reading, forgetting the meaning of the words, you may have broken your heart and lungs when you read the book about Haoran Sword. Then I'll ask you how to treat heart and lung damage. Not to mention heavy medicines like grass seeds. I only ask you how to cook and consume mugwort and felons herbs, and how to handle angelica root and ginkgo. Slicing or grinding? What are the doses of red ginseng and brown sugar? How to mix them? When to add Chinese olives and sweet wormwood? Answer me now!