"We're going to the military horse farm at the foot of Liyang Mountain for a safari, and we'll go together later, Ningshu!"

"Go ahead, I'll go to Tianyaguan to find some books to read later. ”

"Go again......"

The classmates of the second house looked at the back of the young man walking towards the mountain road, with mixed emotions in their eyes.

In their opinion, just like everyone, even Ning Shu, who took the four armors in the Taifu assessment, couldn't remember the cultivation classics in those buildings, but the difference was that after everyone had been beaten by reality and understood that they really had no talent for cultivation and had given up going to the second floor of Tianyaguan to see those things that they couldn't remember, only Ning Shu still insisted on going to the second floor every day.

This group of students in Taifu can no longer be called new students, because they have gone through a run-in period between themselves and Taifu, more than 200 students from all over the world, from different backgrounds, have experienced the teaching of many teachers, and their understanding of knowledge has reached a higher level, and what they have learned has gradually branched out on the basis of the original six subjects.

In addition to their daily classes, students can also take a series of sub-courses such as Yin and Yang Arts, Organ Techniques, Vertical and Horizontal Art of War, Fine Riding and Shooting, Demon Writing, Poetry Retrospection, and Court Etiquette.

But the most eye-catching thing is those things related to cultivation, more than 200 students are divided into three categories, one is ordinary students, in addition to the daily major courses and elective courses, these students are not only in Los Angeles or the first floor of Tianyaguan to inquire about information.

The second type is the eight sons of Tianya represented by Wang Yuhuai, the genius of the Nanyue royal family, including Tong Tong, they all embarked on the path of cultivation after studying on the second floor of Tianya Temple, these eight practitioners, in addition to daily classes, also have to accept the teachings of the gentlemen of Taifu alone, and the rest of the time are meditating and practicing on the second floor of Tianya Temple.

There is only one person in the third category, and that is Ning Shu, he neither meditates and cultivates on the second floor of Tianyaguan all day long like the eight sons of Tianya, nor does he accept the separate teaching of the gentlemen of Taifu, and even chooses only one demon literature course for electives, but he can meet him on the first floor of Tianyaguan, and he can also be seen on the second floor of Tianyaguan.

In the eyes of everyone and Mr., Ning Shu goes back and forth between secular books and practice classics, and what connects the two is the staircase between the first and second floors of Tianyaguan, which is neither long nor short, he is like a self-motivated student who wants to practice but can't practice but is unwilling, so he persists in persevering.

When Ning Shu reappeared on the lake in front of Tianya View, whether it was the beings who were checking the information by the window on the first floor, or the middle-aged man in charge of management at the door, they all looked at him.

"Doesn't he think there's no point in doing this?"

"Every time I look at something, I forget it, so is it necessary to keep watching it again?"

"If you can't practice, don't practice, why are you so persistent? ”

"Speaking of which, why does he want to become a cultivator so much?"

"Hmm...... Is it possible that it is because the talented son of the Wang family is a cultivator, and he is not willing to fall behind in this regard in all four subjects during the assessment. ”

"But...... The talented son of the Wang family was a cultivator when he didn't take the Taifu exam, even if Ning Shu comprehended the starting point of the Heaven and Earth Avenue on the second floor, it was lower than others, not to mention that he was still an ordinary person for more than two months......"

Ning Shu walked along the lake, not paying attention to the discussions, in fact, he also understood that his behavior had caused a huge sensation among his classmates, but ...... You can't shout loudly in the church that I'm a cultivator, and besides, in his opinion, being a practitioner is not something to show off.

Only he knew that all the cultivation books on the second floor could not compare to the sword intent of the mighty and righteous spirit, although he had climbed the stairs every day for the past two months and still did not see the body of the sword, but the simple observation of the sword intent was enough to make him more refined in the way of the sword.

Under the method of retaining the breath and holding the gods, no one knew that he was a cultivator who was already in the realm of divine thought, and he was not deliberately hiding, but constantly cultivating, and the unobtrusive purple butterfly on his shoulder was the initial cultivation result of such a long time.

Although his classmates had all kinds of speculations about Ning Shu's behavior of going to the second floor of Tianyaguan every day, no one would deny his willpower.

When Ning Shu walked along the lakeside every day, he came to the vermilion gate of Tianyaguan.

"Why do you have to come here every day?" the middle-aged man who was leaning on the pillar on the side asked with interest as he looked at the young man who came every day.

Ning Shu scratched his sideburns and replied with a smile, "Of course it is...... Read a book. ”

"Hey, didn't you just go to the library to read!"

Looking at the back of the young man walking into the building after answering, the middle-aged man patted his head and suddenly realized.

Entering the study building is to read books, which is a very reasonable sentence, but the middle-aged man asked why he still had to go up to the second floor under the premise of forgetting the end of the world, and Ning Shu's answer was still very reasonable.

"This kid is good, neither arguing nor arrogant, he is a rare indifferent character, this Tianyaguan is originally prepared for reading, who can guarantee that what he is doing is meaningful?"

The middle-aged man who claimed to be in charge of the Tianya View saluted respectfully when he saw the visitor: "I've seen Mr. Ji!"

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Looking at the classmates who were studying the first floor, and then looking at the mountains of literature and books stacked in front of them, Ning Shu felt very good, as in the past, he was not in a hurry to go to the second floor, but first looked through the history of the demon clan in the classic book section on the first floor for a while.

Even if he chose the demon text for his elective course, it was a little difficult to read in the face of the history of the demon race without a human language to explain, compared to the ancient history of the human race, the history of the demon race was richer, but at the same time it was more obscure, the reason why Ning Shu chose the demon text was because he wanted to go to Wuliang Mountain one day to have a look.

On the upper floor, the space on the second floor is very empty, there are different people sitting in different corners, under the cultivation of high-quality resources like Taifu, the eight students known as the eight sons of the end of the world have advanced by leaps and bounds on the path of cultivation, and they have all reached the strength of the first sleep in the middle grade, and Wang Yuhuai is on the verge of breaking through, reaching the realm of half-step divine thought, Ning Shu looked at the fluctuation of the law and intention on the talented son of the Wang family, and couldn't help but sigh at his talent, if nothing else, within seven days, this Wang Yuhuai will inevitably break through to the realm of divine thought.

Ning Shu heard Yuan Youtao say that the cultivation classics in the second floor of the Taifu were all the cultivation methods of the various monastic sects that were destroyed by the first ancestor of the Emperor of the People's Republic of China during the battle for freedom, plus the Taifu purchased them from all over the world, so many treasures were enough for these students who had just stepped into the cultivation world to lay a solid foundation.

The eight students sitting in the second floor were already accustomed to Ning Shu coming here every day like them, and they were also used to Ning Shu coming here just to sit in a daze on the window seat, and for them who were already cultivators, they naturally would not have all kinds of speculations like the rest of the beings.

Ning Shu sat by the window and looked at the lake and mountains outside the window, feeling the sword intent in the building, in his perception of the world, the purple fifty strings were constantly colliding with an ordinary long sword, and that ordinary long sword was a magic sword that he simulated the sword intent in the building and forged with sword qi.

Each collision of the fifty strings would be contaminated with the Haoran Sword Intent, and then under the washing of the purple clouds one after another, the Haoran Intent would be driven away, leaving only the essence part.

The continuous refining made Ning Shu's sword intent even stronger.

Under the extraction of two months, the essence of those Haoran sword intent formed the shape of a small sword, which was a sword composed entirely of sword intent, and the incomparably pure sword intent was in his perception heaven and earth at this moment, like a sword that had been tempered for thousands of years, and it was like a heavy mountain.

Ning Shu withdrew his gaze from the window, his eyes closed slightly for a few times, took a deep breath, and rested the ordinary long sword at his waist on the table.

He was going to integrate the magic sword extracted from the essence of Haoran's sword intent into the ordinary long sword in front of him, the reason why he didn't choose Fifty Strings was because Fifty Strings itself was integrated with the power of Taiyin, and Fifty Strings' purple cloud qi seemed to be slightly repulsive to this Haoran Sword Intent for some reason.

A heavy breath poured out from Ning Shu's eyebrows, and slowly fell towards the long sword lying horizontally on the table, as this breath fell, the long sword on the table began to tremble slightly, and the wooden table legs also made a creaking and overwhelming sound......

After a while, Ning Shu withdrew the long sword on the table into his waist, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and showed a satisfied smile, this ordinary long sword did not have the slightest fluctuation of magic intent when he bought it in Jinling City, except for the sharp point, it was an ordinary sword, and later absorbed the killing intent left on the sword marks on the forehead of the mountain god stone statue in the mountain temple of Jialan Mountain, and this time it was integrated into the Haoran sword intent, which made this sword really enter the category of magic weapons.

When he walked to the staircase, Wang Yuhuai, who was sitting on the futon, finished his cultivation, and he was about to go up another step, his spirit was very full, his eyes were bright and bright, and there was a smell of dust all over his body.

Ning Shu saw Wang Yuhuai looking at him, smiled and nodded, turned around and walked outside the building.

Wang Yuhuai looked at Ning Shu's back with doubts in his eyes, he stepped out of the first sleep realm before, officially stepped into the realm of divine thought, and when he sensed the expansion of heaven and earth, he clearly felt a fluctuation of law and intention coming from the staircase, but after Ning Shu nodded at him, he disappeared, and when he felt it again, he found that Ning Shu was still just an ordinary person.

Ning Shu walked out of the building and looked at the man standing at the door smiling, very elegant and easy-going, not a classmate, thinking that it was a gentleman he had never seen, and then waved his hand and saluted.

Ji Chaosheng nodded and said, "It's a very meaningful thing to read more books. ”

"What the gentleman said is very true. Ning Shu replied.

"That butterfly on your shoulder is beautiful. ”