The cultivation texts on the second floor of Tianyaguan should have been placed with a certain kind of prohibition, a similar means for people in the world who cannot leave an impression in their minds, on the one hand, to protect ordinary people from the fluctuations of the Dharma in the cultivation texts, and on the other hand, to discover people with cultivation talents in the process of reading.

For example, the genius boy Tong Tong brought by Mr. Taifu from Quzhou was able to remember what he had seen because he entered the Tao at the same time as reading the cultivation method that suited him, and initially perceived the heavens and the earth.

"Ning Shu, do you remember what book you read?" Jin Weiqi asked suddenly.

The students in the field have forgotten to come, since Tong Tong, who is known as a genius boy, can comprehend after reading the cultivation classics, then this demon who won the first place in the four subjects and defeated Wang Yuhuai will definitely have a harvest, maybe he is a cultivator in the first place.

"Uh...... I didn't read any books. ”

Ning Shu replied seriously, because he really didn't read any books, those preliminary primal sleep realm cultivation methods were not suitable for him, and other spells such as the Divine Mind Realm and above were not used by himself at present, because the spells cultivated by the sword cultivator were not easy to be too complicated, and the most important thing was that he had not found a method for cultivating the primordial gods, so he spent the whole afternoon observing the majestic sword intent on the wooden frame on the wall.

"Alas!" Jin Weiqi sighed, patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, you see that we are not all ordinary people, in fact, there is nothing bad, after all, there are only a few people who can practice, maybe there will be opportunities to practice in the future." ”

The students also shook their heads and walked down the mountain, yes, if Ning Shu was really a cultivator, how could he not go to the two subjects of archery? Everyone was just an ordinary person.

Looking at the backs of his classmates going down the mountain, Ning Shu touched his face, not knowing what to say, not that he was unwilling to admit that he was a cultivator, but seeing the expectant eyes in the eyes of his classmates, he didn't know what to say for a while, think about it, in fact, compared with the life in the world, it is really hard to say which one is better.

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The next day, the class in the second house is the rite department, and the teacher who is responsible for teaching is said to be still serving as the ceremonial secretary in the palace, and he can be called a master of etiquette, and he stands on the stage to point out the country, talking about the importance of governing the country with etiquette, and the teaching board behind him is full of spirit with the four big characters of the state of etiquette, and Mr. talks about the emotion, and can't help but shake his head and indulge in it.

The students in the audience made a contemplative state, in the opinion of Mr. is thinking about the importance of dressing people, in fact, the students' minds have already flown to the pavilion in the lake, yesterday the middle-aged man who called himself the end of the world said something naturally stimulated these known as the most intelligent talents in the world, how can they accept such a setback, everyone is recommended and passed the assessment, in case it was only yesterday's bad luck did not choose the right method to cause themselves not to perceive the world, maybe today will choose the right ......

After the bell rang, Mr. Reike walked out of the classroom with a satisfied smile, and there was no longer a hot scene of students chatting together after class on the first day, only putting away their books and eagerly walking, and the students sitting at the door of the classroom stepped out of the threshold even one step earlier than Mr.

Mr. is not annoyed by this, I have never seen any kind of freshman who has been teaching in Taifu for so many years, and this kind of enthusiasm that I want but can't get is too common.

Yuan Youtao looked at the hungry and thirsty appearance of those classmates, shrunk his neck, and asked in horror: "Is there a Tongtian Immortal Law in that building?"

Ning Shu was not in a hurry, he seemed unusually calm, and when there were no more people left in the classroom, he slowly packed up the books in his hand and went to the dining hall with Yuan Youtao.

A stack of green bamboo shoots, a stack of eggplant chicken, a bowl of rice, I have to say that the food in this canteen that mainly serves students is much cheaper than that in Los Angeles, and the portion is not reduced or even slightly more, Yuan Youtao devoured it, and the remains of a few chicken legs were lying on the plate in front of him, and after the canteen was empty, the two stood up, put the tableware on the counter at the door, and walked towards the Tianyaguan halfway up the mountain.

Today, there are many more students gathered in front of the Tianya Temple than yesterday, because after listening to the miraculous forgetting of words by their classmates, many students who have already arranged activities in Los Angeles have also put aside the trivial matters at hand and plan to participate in this mysterious method together.

Because there are too many new faces, the gentleman in charge of managing the Tianya View had to repeat what he said yesterday, combined with yesterday's various experiences, there is a magical feeling when listening to these words at this time, when the door is opened, all beings rush into the building like a pack of hungry wolves.

The two cultivators outside the building were not in a hurry at all, bending down to wash their hands and talking in the mountain spring.

"By the way, did I tell you how I started cultivating?" said Yuan Youtao, shaking his hand into the bushes on the side.

"Nope. Ning Shu shook his head.

"It's also magical, three years ago, there was a peach house that began to take shape, and the people under his hands received a spring ...... Miscellaneous books, and then I looked at it and found that there was a piece of paper in it, and there were some things written on it like ghost drawings, and I thought it was a note that a reader had made idle and boring, so I took it back in front of the bookmark, and put it under the pillow when I slept at night, and then I dreamed of something strange, I thought it was a nightmare, and then after a few days in a row, I realized that I had become a practitioner, and the handwriting on the piece of paper in the book had disappeared. Yuan Youtao told his experience of stepping into practice.

After listening to this, Ning Shu fell into deep thought, the two of them are both cultivators, why are there so many differences in the way they enter the cultivation, he first experienced life and death, and then got the help of the Life Creation Pill, and then passed through the guidance of the white pen and green lantern in the small building of Lihate, and finally thought hard about the balance between the sword, people, and Dharma and meaning, and then embarked on the path of cultivation.

And the young master Yuan Youtao looked at the idle book, and after a few days of dreams, he was able to practice?

Sure enough, people are more popular than dead people.

Seeing that Ning Shu didn't speak, Yuan Youtao said again: "You also know that I don't like to study, and even Taifu was admitted by chance, let alone practice, and it has been several years before I reached the middle of my first sleep." ”

"If you say that, you'll be thrown into the lake by your classmates in the building to feed the fish. Ning Shu pointed to the lake, took out the example given by Mr. and said, "But then again, if you put your mind on cultivation, it will definitely be more than the current realm. ”

"This practice...... He doesn't think about it!" Yuan Youtao spread his hands, indicating that he was also helpless.

Today is the same, the first floor of the secular classics is unattended, the second floor is full of people at a glance, all the students are sitting at the wooden table, holding different books in their hands, frowning and reading, some even carry rice paper, pick up a pen to copy on the paper, thinking that it is to implement the general truth that it is better to copy it by hand ten times, and I want to take these methods out of the building in my mind.

And Wang Yuhuai is still sitting cross-legged on the futon on the side to meditate and cultivate, the difference is that he is not the only one who is cultivating today, there is also a person sitting cross-legged on the futon on the other side, with an open book on his lap, he will close his eyes and meditate, and he will open his eyes and look at it, and his body exudes a weak and unstable fluctuation of Dharma intentions, which is the genius boy Tong Tong.

"Everyone seems to be working hard!" Yuan Youtao exclaimed, feeling the fiery passion of the classmates in this building for cultivation.

It is precisely because of the reason that they will forget, so the practice books in the hands of every student are invariably turned to the first two pages.

Ning Shu found a booklet that was accidentally put out by the law, found a vacant seat by the window and sat down, while Yuan Youtao, who was beside him, took a copy of "On How to Rationally Use Cultivation in the World".

Listening to the doubts of the classmates around him from time to time and the yawns of Yuan Youtao one after another, Ning Shu looked out the window.

A purple butterfly is perched on the window.

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It's been a month since the Taifu assessment and the start of school, in the middle of summer, the weather is so hot and boring, the cicadas on the surrounding trees are crying happily, resounding throughout the mountains and forests, even the cultivators have to worry about the power of the sun from the sky, Yuan Youtao kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, complaining about God's cruelty, waving goodbye to his classmates, and walking outside Taifu with a book......

With the hot and dry weather, the view of the end of the world in the middle of the mountain in Taifu has gradually become colder, not because the weather is hot and I don't want to study, but after forgetting to remember and look at it day after day, all beings really understand the difficulty of cultivation, those who walk out of the building, and the feeling that they want to talk to their classmates has been deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Most of the students stopped going to the second floor of Tianyaguan after confirming that they had no cultivation talent at all, and after fighting against fate for more than half a month.

Ning Shu, as usual, ordered one or two dishes in the canteen at will after class, with meat and vegetables, plus a bowl of rice, and occasionally a bowl of noodles, and then leisurely went up the mountain along the stone steps, sat by the lake to watch the scenery for a while or walked along the lake twice, washed his hands, and entered the Tianya Temple.

There are often scholars on the first floor of Tianyaguan, and most of them nod their heads after meeting Ning Shu, while on the second floor of Tianyaguan, plus Wang Yuhuai, who is already a cultivator, there are only eight people meditating, and those are seven people who stand out from the two hundred.

They all stepped into the path of cultivation through their studies on the second floor of Tianyaguan.

The 200 students in Taifu are all outstanding talents selected from the four states, the twelve provinces, and even the southern countries, but in the end, only eight of them can practice, which is enough to prove that cultivation is not easy.

And Ning Shu is still like an ordinary person, occasionally looking for some cultivation classics on the second floor, and occasionally looking through hundreds of classics on the first floor.

No one noticed that there was always a purple butterfly resting on his shoulder.