Becoming a Senior Sister Lingshan

Chapter 334

After being enlightened by Qin Qin, Lu Ling was no longer confused. She should study, eat and sleep every day, and lived a very chic life.

Putting aside her worries, Lu Ling learned things very quickly, so that in the end, Lu Ling's progress was too fast, and her spiritual power could not keep up with the exhaustion.

It means that her MP limit is only 100 at this time, and now that she has learned all the skills below 100 points, the next methods will start with 200 points consumption, and Lu Ling can't use them even after learning them.

So she can only be thrown aside by Tang Keyu first, and she is called rest.

But even after resting, Lu Ling didn't stay at home, she went to Tang Keyu's school as usual, read books in her seat, and learned some combinations of poems.

In the school, Tang Keyu had just handed over the new formulas to the little girls, and the two of them were practicing hard during class.

At this time, Tang Keyu, the talent of these three girls, was already clear.

The one with the worst qualifications was Tang Sheng.

That's right, it's Tang Sheng. Although she's not stupid and can remember her meridians clearly, the speed of cultivating the soul is extremely slow. The spiritual path for spiritual power to return to the soul is very long, and she has only learned three healing methods so far. There is another one that is not available.

This kind of literary soul talent is relatively poor in Lingshan. Girls with ordinary talents can master at least five healing spells proficiently at this time. Compared with Tang Sheng, Tang Zheng's literary soul talent is exceptionally good. She can already use seven spells proficiently, and if Tang Zheng didn't like Wenhun, she probably mastered a lot.

"Ah Zheng is very talented...but she doesn't like Wenhun...Asheng likes it, but her talent is not good." Tang Keyu is sitting on the grand teacher's chair at this time, drawing something on paper with a pen. She is also a little embarrassed now, with a gentle temper The gentle Tang Sheng was too slow to learn the healing method, but the fiery and tenacious Tang Zheng learned the soul of literature like a duck in water...

Sighed.

It would be perfect if the talents of these two could be swapped.

Or they can have Lu Ling's understanding...

Tang Keyu looked at Lu Ling, who was copying Li Zhuzi's handwriting with a brush, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

This girl's talent is rare in the world, as if she was born to learn the soul, read any formula once, and use her spiritual power to walk through the meridians once and then remember it. Poor, Lu Ling has mastered all the fifteen spells she can learn at this time, and they are all proficient. Tang Keyu has tested her several times and can use them without hesitation... Tang Keyu has reason to believe that if It's not that the realm is not enough, Lu Ling can learn as much as she teaches.

I still remember that she once asked Lu Ling.

Do you think it is easy to learn the soul of literature?

The answer is very simple.

For Lu Ling, these are all things to memorize by rote, not difficult at all, much easier than practicing swords...

In fact, it's not that simple at all. It's hard for people's fragile meridians to bear the pressure of various formulas, and they need to be guided carefully... This is why Tang Sheng learned it so slowly.

Lu Ling is a complete freak. Her meridians are extremely resilient, and she has a good understanding, which is why she surpasses Tang Sheng by so much.

If it wasn't for Lu Ling's physical problems that caused this healing method to always become a fatal thing, Tang Keyu felt that she would definitely dissuade Lu Ling from learning the literary soul instead of thinking about the martial soul... But now... let's take a step forward One, after all, Lu Ling's "poisonous milk" attribute has not been resolved, it is very troublesome.

"Ice Bloodline...Immortal Sword...Nine Peaks—" Tang Keyu thought for a moment, then tore up the relationship diagram on the paper and burned it up.

From a long-term point of view, Martial Soul is more suitable for the Ice Bloodline, after all, you can't use the Immortal Sword even if you have learned Wenhun...

Shaking his head and laughing at himself.

She was thinking too much, the fairy sword is not moving at all now, sleeping peacefully in Jiufeng, a fairy sword that has lost its spirit is no different from death, maybe it will never wake up.

Let's continue to complete the tasks given by the master.

Tang Keyu took out a stack of dozens of books and put them in front of his eyes, and then began to read the materials.

She belongs to the "scientific research school" with low cultivation in Lingshan, and is responsible for developing some spells and so on. In fact, there is still pressure, and now the problem of the small longevity fruit has not been solved, and the master has given another problem.

It is said that the priority is still above the small longevity fruit.

a picture.

Li Wangsheng's Incomplete Taiji Diagram...

Tang Keyu had a headache. There was only one picture for her to study. Although she could feel the mystery in the dark, she was still at a loss.

Tang Keyu was not the only one who was helpless in the school, Tang Sheng also frowned, with a flat mouth, and his expression was four times like Tang Keyu's.

"Shenhuajue..." Tang Sheng sat cross-legged on the ground, took a deep breath and closed her eyes, using her meager spiritual power to swim on the meridians, and finally manifested in the palm of her hand...

"Bang." The aura dissipated.

The tenth time, still failed.

"Sister, why can't I do it..." After ten failures, Tang Sheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, his little face collapsed, and there was water in his eyes.

"You are stupid." Tang Zheng said mercilessly. Although she had learned Huashenjue for almost a week, she had learned it anyway, but her sister seemed stuck and couldn't do it anyway.

"You should ask the master." Tang Zheng said, don't stand up anymore.

"No." Tang Sheng turned his head away, and then whispered: "Three times, Master taught me each time... If you still ask this time..."

She is embarrassed.

"Continue to fail if you want to save face." Tang Zheng shrugged. She couldn't teach her younger sister anyway, and she didn't know how to learn it herself.

……

……

At this time, Lu Ling put down the brush, looked at the two words on the paper, and picked up one of them.

【Spirit】word.

The style of the strokes is like floating clouds, and it is as bold as a dragon. The strokes are round and soft, and the ending is clever and dense, which is quite feminine.

"En...not bad." Lu Ling nodded in satisfaction. Her handwriting is getting better and better. This spiritual character has already got a bit of Li Zhuzi's demeanor. It's already something to be proud of.

Next is another one.

After just one glance, Lu Ling gave a few extremely low evaluations in her heart.

"Cut." She pursed her lips, picked up a pen and made a cross on the paper.

So ugly.

This is a word [黎] written by her in her own font. Although it can't be said to be crooked like a worm, it's not easy to see where it goes.

It is very neat and symmetrical, but it is very rigid and lacks the slightest bit of cleverness. If Li Zhuzi's handwriting is said to have a sense of immortality, then Lu Ling feels that her handwriting is dead, and she is not willing to read it. second glance.

As the saying goes, every word is as good as the person, and Lu Ling is embarrassed to show her husband such words. She uses the best paper, pen and ink, and she still has to work harder to not disappoint her husband and junior sister.

"Sister Lu..." Tang Sheng noticed that Lu Ling had put down her pen and walked over.

"A Sheng, how about my writing?" It happened that Lu Ling wanted others to evaluate it.

"..." Tang Sheng looked at the word [Spirit] on the paper and opened his mouth wide.

"This, is this written by you, Sister Lu? It's similar to Teacher Li's handwriting... so beautiful..."

"Mr. Lin's." After getting the response she wanted, Lu Ling smiled.

"Hmm... This one is pretty pretty too... Sister Lu, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Lu Ling threw the previous [绵] letter into a ball into the trash can. She didn't mind being stained black by the new ink at all, or she didn't notice that the ink was still dry.

"There's nothing interesting about this one." Lu Ling said.

"Oh." Tang Sheng nodded obediently, and then said: "Sister Lu, I want to ask you something..."

"...Cut." Tang Zheng on the side guessed what Tang Sheng wanted to do when he saw this, and felt very upset, but now she has restrained a lot, and will not take the initiative to trouble Lu Ling. She hasn't finished eating snacks... So Tang Zheng lay down on the table, not watching his sister and Lu Ling "get close".

"Sister Lu, what did Master's Protestantism teach...?" Tang Sheng forgot what he was going to learn as he spoke.

"Shenhuajue?" Lu Ling thought for a while and said.

"Yes, yes, Huashenjue, I still can't use it...can you take a look for me?" Tang Sheng had a pleading look on his face.

"Me?" Lu Ling was stunned for a moment, then looked at Tang Keyu who was flipping through the book...

Teacher Tang may be inconvenient?
"Okay." Lu Ling nodded briskly, she would know the Transformation Art.

"Thank you, Sister Lu!" Tang Sheng was very happy, and then sat down to get lucky.

Lu Ling put one hand on Tang Sheng's shoulder, feeling the movement of spiritual power in her meridians... and thinking about something at the same time.

If Huashenjue can't use it... She has encountered it once before, it is likely that there is a problem with the Yinshang branch, the meridians there are complicated, and it is easy to go the wrong route if you are not careful, Lu Ling remembers it very clearly.

Because of that mistake, Lu Ling knew the importance of meridians, and spent a few days memorizing all the more important meridians...

And then, as she expected, Tang Sheng got confused under the yin stilt, and although he completed a Zhou Tian in the end, the spiritual power of the God Transformation Art had not yet formed.

"That's it, I can't condense." Tang Sheng opened his eyes and pursed his mouth.

"There is a problem with the Yin stilt." Lu Ling said directly: "Zhuliu, Zhaohai, the left and right eyes are clear, go to the left eye and clear acupoints, and cross the bamboo willow, not the Ying acupoint."

"..." Hearing this, Tang Keyu at the side glanced at Lu Ling and nodded slightly.

This girl Lu Ling found out exactly where Tang Sheng made a mistake... As expected, she didn't memorize it by rote, it seems that she already understood the principle of Huashen Jue.

But Tang Sheng couldn't understand, and he looked confused: "Sister Lu...what is the letter? Where should I go?"

"Forget it." Lu Ling shook her head. If Tang Sheng couldn't remember, there was a way. Lu Ling still remembered how Li Zhuzi taught her "Shocking Rock Jue".

He raised his hand, worked hard, and then tapped on Tang Sheng, leaving a light blue mark.

"Go here."

Then drew a cross on her chest: "Not this, understand?"

"Well... I'll try..." Tang Sheng nodded dubiously, and then sat down to exercise.

This time, according to what Lu Ling said, her spiritual power gathered on the palm of her hand, and then there was no movement.

Just when Tang Sheng thought she had failed again, in an instant, her spiritual power was emptied, and at the same time, a group of three-color spiritual energy gathered on the palm of her hand.

"Successful?" Tang Sheng felt a little weak when the aura was drained, but seeing the aura in the palm of her hand, she was very happy, and her eyes were full of surprises.

"Of course it succeeded, but your spiritual power is too weak, you should absorb it yourself to recover." Lu Ling knocked on Tang Sheng's head, and then pressed her hand on her forehead to absorb this cloud of spiritual energy into her body again.

Tang Sheng's complexion looked better after denying spiritual power.

"Thank you, Sister Lu." Tang Sheng thanked Lu Ling happily.

"Small matter." Lu Ling shook her head, and then the beauty mole on the corner of her mouth lightly raised: "Don't call me sister, call me senior sister, I'll listen."

"Thank you Senior Sister Lu." Tang Sheng nodded, she called Senior Sister willingly, Lu Ling has always given her a big sister, and today's guidance and cultivation base also feels like a Senior Sister...

"En..." Lu Ling smiled and nodded.

It really is a very comfortable thing to be called Senior Sister. Lu Ling felt a little proud. After all, this was the first time she was called Senior Sister... Not counting Liu Fufeng, Lu Ling still had a B number in her heart. She is just pampering her, in fact she is the junior sister who has been taken care of.

But that's all in the past tense, Lu Ling is very confident now, she feels that when Liu Fufeng returns home, she can teach Liu Fufeng the things in cultivation... If she can hear her senior sister willingly call her senior sister...

Life will be complete.

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Nanyuan Academy, Bamboo Grove.

On the stone bench, Li Zhuzi poured a cup of hot tea and looked at the carved fire glass in his hand.

After procrastinating for so long, she finally finished carving this fire glaze.

There are no exaggerated patterns, only one word.

【Aya】.

A hollowed-out pattern is carved on the front of the fire glass, forming a silk character, in which the dancing spiritual flame is still active, and the red flame is burning, setting off the mysterious and beautiful silk character on the surface.

A Ling character, thick and slender in the middle, clever in shape and dense in shape, round and soft in style, and reserved, which corresponds to Lu Ling's character, reserved and shy.

But it is this soft and natural silk character. When viewed from another angle, the strokes of the strokes are as sharp as a blade, and the thick ink is flying.

In the blink of an eye, they faced each other face to face, but there was nothing left, only a soft word of silk, a simple word of silk, floating like clouds, ink like clouds of smoke, peaceful and far away.

This is Li Zhuzi's most satisfying one among the thousands of characters [绵] that Li Zhuzi spent nine days writing. He spent ten days in ink, and when he was carving, he was able to express the word perfectly in less than half a day.

Part of the back of the glass was cut off, and Li Zhuzi left his own bamboo leaf style on it, and after polishing, it was as warm as jade, making it more comfortable to wear.

"She will definitely like it." Li Zhuzi took a sip of bitter tea and looked in Qifeng's direction.

She knew that Lu Ling was working hard to practice calligraphy, so she believed that Lu Ling would like this Huoliuli very much.

At this time, someone entered the bamboo forest.

Before anyone arrived, a delicate and charming voice came from a distance.

"Bamboo, you call me."

(End of this chapter)