I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 445
In a flash, three days passed.

Lu Shan was tirelessly studying hard in the three-story building, just like the many students preparing for the college entrance examination in the past world.

Occasionally, when he was tired and sleepy, he would lie down on the table and take a nap. From time to time, he would take a small healing pill to refresh himself and restore his strength and energy.

As for hungry?

Naturally, take a healing little white pill to relieve the hunger from overwork!

In fact, it would be a lie to say that these books are not useful at all.

It would be a lie, though, to say how much these books helped.

Some books are even roughly the same as the one hundred books that Lu Shan has read in his mind.

Of course, there are also some books that he has never touched at all.

During these three days, he gradually became clear about the background of the library and understood many things. He also realized that these books were probably just a drop in the ocean in the library building.

After reading an unofficial history that he didn't know who was talking nonsense, he automatically blocked the sound of the drum beating in his ears, got up and put the book away, and took a copy from the fifth shelf in the first row in order. A booklet titled "Conquering the Demon Pestle".

Seeing the title of the book, he couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and unconsciously turned the pages of the book, only to see pretentiously written on the title page——

"The book has its own golden house, the book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own magic pestle!"

Lu Shan smiled, the smile was a bit devilish, and he said to himself: "Hey, the Golden House and Yan Ruyu are easy to understand."

Touching his chin again, he smiled and said, "What is your demon pestle? Is it something you can buy and eat? Or is it beautiful enough to please the eye?"

"This is a practice." Suddenly, a weak voice sounded from his mind.

Lu Shan was taken aback, and only then remembered that Hei Jian's spiritual consciousness should be awakened by "hungry".

Lu Shan asked with a smile: "What kind of exercise?"

The voice in my head was still weak, as if it would disappear when the wind blows: "The Subduing Demon Pestle is a technique designed to kill demons, but it can also be called a martial skill."

Lu Shan was puzzled, and asked again: "Why is it also called martial arts and martial arts?"

The weak voice stopped for a long time, and it sounded weaker when it sounded again: "This exercise comes with three martial arts, each of which is a unique skill to kill demons!"

Lu Shan grinned and said, "Is there such a good thing?"

Hei Jian spoke weakly: "Hong Guoguo..."

Lu Shan laughed and said, "Xiao Hei, do you have any deal with that Allen? About cheating me?"

Hei Jian (spiritual consciousness does not want to speak): "..."

Lu Shan made a long "um" sound, and said slowly:

"Xiao Hei, if you don't speak, it's tantamount to acquiescing, so don't think about it, how can I feed a spiritual consciousness that wants to trap me?"

Hei Jian (spiritual consciousness is starved to death, unable to speak): "..."

Lu Shan smiled and said slowly:
"If you don't want to talk, then I'll read the book first."

"Look, there are so many books, I guess I'll have to read them for a long, long time, and it's normal to forget you."

Before, Hei Jian's spiritual consciousness was pulled from the body of the Salvation Sword by Lu Shan, and was locked in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness has been hungry for many days, if it doesn't eat and replenish, it probably won't be long before it will be "starved" to death.

"No...yes, I, I have..., quickly remember, the book..., the content, the..." Black Sword released a vague message.

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Shan understood Hei Jian's vague message. He couldn't help but feel delighted, and secretly said:

"Xiao Hei actually has this kind of self, he is worthy of being called the sword of salvation!"

He untied the blade of the black sword wrapped in rags from his back, and dragged the black sword's spiritual consciousness from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

When the spiritual consciousness met the sword body, the sword body made a buzzing sound and kept shaking. After a while, it fell into silence again.

However, Lu Shan could tell that Heijian was able to absorb the devilish energy in the air by itself.

Of course, he didn't have time to wait that long.

So, he took out a red fruit and slammed it on Heijian's sword.

Immediately, a bloody mouth seemed to appear on the blade of the black sword, and directly swallowed the red fruit that had shattered into a state of demonic energy in one gulp.

Lu Shan said calmly, "Say it!"

Hei Jian could hear threats and terror in this calm voice, so he could only pass on to him the exercises and formulas that can help improve the efficiency of reading.

After listening to this, Lu Shan was amazed and exclaimed: "There are so many wonders in the world, and even this kind of auxiliary exercise can be thought of. I don't know who is responsible for it!"

...

Shen Zhengjing, who was far away in the Hall of Seven Sages, sneezed several times, and couldn't help wondering: "Is someone chewing my tongue behind my back?"

...

The exercises taught by Hei Jian to assist in reading and memorizing are not difficult to practice. It only took Lu Shan 10 minutes to practice.

With the magical power of a red fruit, Heijian's spiritual consciousness finally came alive.

However, he had just taught Lu Shan Kung Fu, and he had consumed a lot of energy after talking so much.

Therefore, if Lu Shan hadn't forced it to speak without saying a word, it just wanted to be a well-behaved salvation sword quietly at this time, and absorb the free magic energy between heaven and earth by the way.

After ten minutes or so, Lu Shan got a general understanding of some situations, of course they were things he already knew, or some irrelevant things.

He put away the black sword, frowned, and muttered to himself: "It seems that the core thing, this black sword doesn't know much about it!"

However, the moment he put away the black sword, the black sword's spiritual sense let out a soft sigh.

But savoring carefully, that sigh seemed to be mixed with the meaning of some kind of trickery.

Lu Shan learned the skills taught by Hei Jian to aid in reading efficiency, and his reading efficiency has improved a lot.

In the past, I only read a little more than four shelves of books in three days, but now I read half a shelf of books in less than an hour.

This made Lu Shan feel very happy, and directly gave Hei Jian three red fruits as a reward.

Hei Jian naturally swallowed the three red fruits unceremoniously, feeling that his spiritual consciousness was becoming more and more solid, but it made him confused and amazed at the same time:
"Are the exercises I teach so powerful?"

"Forget it, don't worry about it, anyway, after the spiritual consciousness returns to the sword, I can absorb the magic energy by myself, so I won't be the first spiritual consciousness to be starved to death!"

In the next ten days or so, Lu Shan eagerly read all the books on the first floor day and night, and his understanding of this world has become more and more in-depth.

He sat quietly at the desk, with a sad smile on the corner of his mouth:
"This world seems more strange and dangerous than what I have seen and imagined, but I have always been protected!"

"And the cat meowing that I hear from time to time is really not my auditory hallucination!"

When he closed the last book on the first floor, he heard a loud drum beating.

The voice seemed to come from the soul, and it seemed to come from purgatory.

Hearing the loud drum beating, half of the exercises appeared in Lu Shan's mind, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said slowly:
"It turns out that after all the books on the first floor have been absorbed and digested, they are only the first part of the technique of subduing the magic pestle."

(End of this chapter)