Zhang Zhaohua has been looking around, what he is looking for is not a rare commodity, and there are many versions. It didn't take much effort to write the "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info, and Zhang Zhaohua found his goal this time.

"Boss, how do you sell this inner scripture map?" Zhang Zhaohua asked.

The stall owner looked at Zhang Zhaohua, and then looked around, a little too lazy to take care of it, "You can go somewhere else to take a look." I'm busy. ”。

Zhang Zhaohua said angrily, "What are you busy with? There hasn't been a ghost shadow coming to the door for a long time." ”

"I'm a stinky boy, don't talk nonsense, there are some things that can't be said in Panjiayuan. You want this inner scripture map? This inner scripture map is a real handiwork, but you can't afford it as a child, you call your family to come, and I will bargain with you. The stall owner said impatiently.

"Do you know that this is the real thing, and do you know that your inner scripture map is from that era?" asked Zhang Zhaohua.

"At least it was from the Ming and Qing dynasties. Look at the paper, you look at the pulp. Hey, I told you kid that you had a fart. The stall owner's eyes twitched, and he said no more.

"Then don't you know what this picture is for?" Zhang asked again.

"What else can I do with it? Naturally, it's for cultivation. The stall owner looked at it, pointed to the picture very proudly and said, "If you ask this mystery, there is no mystery outside this mystery." As soon as you hear this, you should know it. ”

"Boss, since your picture is genuine, why is it still printed on it, and the price is 0.5 yuan?" Zhang Zhaohua said, pointing to the bottom of the picture.

The stall owner's face turned red, and he hurriedly took a closer look, and sure enough, the printing date and price were still printed underneath. However, he quickly adjusted, "What I said is that this picture is reprinted from the real thing, limited edition, it is rare now, if you want, I can give it to you cheaper." At least a hundred bucks. ”

"Your original price is only five cents, and it has been printed for more than eight years, and I will give you five yuan at most. Zhang Zhaohua said.

When the stall owner received it, he didn't pay attention to this obvious defect, and spent more than a dozen yuan, and naturally refused to sell it for five yuan, "Five cents is at least equivalent to dozens of yuan now in eight years." At least fifty yuan, otherwise I'd rather keep it for myself, maybe after taking it back, I understand the mystery above, then I will become a Daluo Immortal. ”

"Ten pieces, or you can keep it for yourself. There are several versions of this kind of picture. Zhang Zhaohua took out ten yuan and made it look like he was leaving.

The stall owner hurriedly took ten yuan from Zhang Zhaohua's hand, directly stuffed the picture into Zhang Zhaohua's hand, and took the prints of more than eight years to sell here as antiques, and he couldn't afford to lose that person.

Zhang Zhaohua went to buy several versions of the Neijing diagram, and it only cost more than 100 yuan in total, and most of the Neijing diagrams here are naturally printed. Some shops have some copies in their collections, which are of a slightly higher value, but for Zhang Zhaohua, these are meaningless. For him, the important thing is the content of this picture, not anything else.

The Inner Scripture Diagram and the Memory Palace have the same effect, combining the two, in the eyes of Zhang Zhaohua, it becomes a secret book of cultivation.

After all, the Meishan spells that Zhang Zhaohua learned from the old Taoist master were all relatively superficial spells, and although he later obtained the inheritance of the real Meishan spells, it was still difficult for Zhang Zhaohua to cultivate. After all, it is a sea of vicissitudes, how many years have passed, and the current cultivation environment is very different from the era of inheriting the Dao system. With the lack of resources for cultivation and the lack of necessary assistance and guidance, if Zhang Zhaohua continued to cultivate like a blind man, the possibility of going mad would be much greater than the possibility of success.

All this made Zhang Zhaohua feel confused, but when she saw the memory palace, Zhang Zhaohua suddenly felt a light in her eyes, and combined with the Neijing diagram she had seen, Zhang Zhaohua seemed to have found a path of cultivation that was very suitable for herself. Why can't I build an inner scripture map like I built a memory palace?

The inner scripture map, Zhang Zhaohua has seen it before, but at that time it felt very obscure, although the inner scripture map does not seem complicated, but how to build it, Zhang Zhaohua always felt that there was no way to start. But after seeing the memory palace, many confusing places immediately became clear.

Zhang Zhaohua returned to Wu Yuan's house with a few picture scrolls, and Wu Yuan opened the picture scroll that Zhang Zhaohua bought, and smiled dumbly.

"Call Hua, why don't you call me when you go to Panjiayuan? You have been fooled. These are not real things. See if you're here? These are rotten street prints. I can get as much as you want for this kind of picture. Wu Yuan said with some schadenfreude.

"Why are you so happy to see that I have suffered a big loss, as if you have some deep hatred with me?" Zhang Zhaohua looked at Wu Yuan with his eyes, and did not explain anything.

Wu Yuan smiled embarrassedly, "Say, where was it that I was deceived, I'll go to them tomorrow and help you get the money back." ”

"I bought it back, why are you going to return it?" Zhang Zhaohua asked.

"You've been fooled. These are all prints. Wu Yuan suddenly realized that something was wrong, as if things were different from what he thought. How does this guy not have a feeling of being deceived?

"I knew it was printed, so I bought it back. It's cheap. Zhang Zhaohua said with a smile.

"Prints are not collectibles, ah, you know?" Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment, the weirdness was really here!

"This picture is useful to me. Anyway, it's not expensive, only a hundred yuan in total. Zhang Zhaohua said with a smile.

Wu Yuan found out that the person who was tricked was not Zhang Zhaohua, but himself. It's really unreasonable, can't this kid suffer a loss?

"Forget it, I told you you don't understand, I have to go in and study it. Zhang Zhaohua took the pictures of the inner scriptures into the room.

Wu Yuan watched Zhang Zhaohua walk away with a few bundles of scrolls in his arms, and muttered, "I'll go and stand for another hour." ”

In the sea of flowers, a ding-dong stream suddenly appeared, and the stream was not an illusory thing, but a stream formed by his spiritual power, but it was not a real stream. Zhang Zhaohua conjured up all kinds of pebbles with spiritual power at the bottom of the water, and the sun shone on the stream, sparkling, and the colorful pebbles at the bottom of the water were like gems. Zhang Zhaohua also wanted to conjure up all kinds of plants, and even all kinds of small fish, but at this time, he suddenly felt dizzy. The Divine Consciousness withdrew from the sea of consciousness. It turned out that it was not easy to construct one's own monastic map in the sea of knowledge. However, Zhang Zhaohua knew that there was something to do in the future.

Fucha Haoyue suddenly found that Zhang Zhaohua was not as attentive to studying as before every day, thinking that Zhang Zhaohua was proud and complacent, "You stinky boy, if you have a little achievement, you will your tail, how can this work? Your Changqing Middle School is actually just a very ordinary school in the capital, and you can't even enter the top ten." At that time, it will be difficult to enter a key high school. ”

Zhang Zhaohua was not worried at all, "Sister Haoyue, you can rest assured." I can't help it. I have been learning a new memory method recently, and it is estimated that it will not take a few days to learn, and when the time comes, I will never forget it, and make sure that I have memorized all the knowledge points in junior high school, and it will not be a problem to take the top few places in the school. ”

"What kind of memory method?" Fucha Haoyue is also a former scholar, and when it comes to memory methods, he is naturally interested.

"This book was given to me by my classmates, and I can't buy it in China. I heard that it is a very powerful method of memorization. I'm almost learning the ins and outs of this method by now, and in a few days I'll be able to master it. Zhang Zhaohua could only use the book in the memory palace as a cover.

Fucha Haoyue took it and looked at it, "I've heard of this book." I heard that many people abroad respect this book. Not many people in the country know about this book. However, I heard that this method is not suitable for anyone. Don't be too attached to this book, it's really not good, so don't be in a hurry to learn this memorization method now, and when you are admitted to a key high school in the future, you will have time to study slowly. Haste makes waste. You know what?"

Zhang Zhaohua nodded, "Yes." Don't worry, sister, I've found the right direction, and I should soon get something. ”

As a cultivator, Zhang Zhaohua has the ability to never forget, so the memory method of this memory palace is actually of little use to him. But the cultivation diagram is something that Zhang Zhaohua is very concerned about at the moment. If you can cultivate the path diagram, you may be able to take your cultivation further. The world is not as simple as it seems. There may be many more dangerous ones like those under the haunted house.

As a cultivator, Zhang Zhaohua knew that one day she would always face the kind of powerful existence hidden under the haunted house. If you want to achieve the road to the end, there are more dangerous hurdles than that to be crossed one by one. You can't count on anyone in these hurdles, and you can only rely on yourself.

As for going to school, Zhang Zhaohua feels that he will continue, but these will not become a major component of his life.

It only took more than 20 days to fulfill his bold words, and Zhang Zhaohua's status in the second class of the third year suddenly rose a lot. The teacher began to pay attention, and the classmates tried to socialize. There will always be so many realities in reality, whether you care about it or not, everything will come to pass.

Zhang Zhaohua's life is very simple, and he uses every opportunity to construct the Neijing map every day. But for a few days in a row, there was still only that stream in the sea of Zhang Zhaohua's knowledge. Beautiful pebbles with streams. Fucha Haoyue tried her best to find a lot of review materials, and she couldn't wait to open Zhang Zhaohua's skull and pour all the things that might be tested in high school.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhaohua's memory is super powerful, otherwise most of these materials would be wasted. Zhang Zhaohua would take part of the time every day to turn the materials prepared by Fucha Haoyue into his own memory.

When it was time for the high school entrance examination, Zhang Zhaohua finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fucha Haoyue was even more nervous. Fearing that Zhang Zhaohua would not play well and would not be able to be admitted to high school, he deliberately asked for leave to accompany the exam.

"Sister, you don't have to be so nervous. Wasn't my last mock exam the first place in our class?Isn't it easy to get into a key high school?" Zhang Zhaohua wanted Fucha Haoyue to relax.

"You're tied for first place. In your school is tied for third. If you play a little worse, maybe you won't be able to make it to the top 10. Fucha Haoyue compared the scores of the mock test of Evergreen Middle School.