The midday sun shines among the mountains of Lingyun Immortal Sect.
Under the azure sky, Shen Qingxuan in the bamboo garden was holding a travel book and flipping through it.
While reading, recite the above content silently.
The broken Qingying ancient sword lay quietly beside her, seeming to be trembling slightly.
Because of the resonance brought by the Qingying Ancient Sword, Shen Qingxuan could see the Blood Sword Secret Book emerging from this travelogue.
But there are just too many.
She made a rough estimate and based on the amount of text, this improved version of "Refining the Demon Blood Sword" created by Ying Qiuchan had at least 50,000 words.
Fifty thousand words!
Her husband Luo Jing was far away in the Soul Refining Sect, so she couldn't give him the secret book. And even if she gave it to Luo Jing, without the resonance of the Qingying Ancient Sword, Luo Jing wouldn't be able to see the secret book on it.
Therefore, this secret book can only be memorized by Shen Qingxuan first and then passed on to Luo Jing in a dream.
To be honest, it's very tiring.
But she didn't feel tired because of memorizing.
As a typical liberal arts student, memorizing has become an instinct for me after years of training.
Although the fact that she had to endorse something after traveling to the fairy world was a bit absurd, it was completely different from the fairy life she had imagined.
But the physical strengthening brought by the Transcendent Realm strengthened her memory.
She only spent two hours last night to memorize the 2,000 words of the first volume of "Refining the Demon Blood Sword" and taught it to Luo Jing in her dream.
Then, she felt the pain.
The pain comes from Luo Jing.
…Damn science students, is memorizing so difficult
Just as she is a standard liberal arts student, Luo Jing is a standard science student, and one that is slightly more unbalanced.
According to Luo Jing's confession, when he took the college entrance examination, he scored more than 130 points in mathematics and barely passed in Chinese.
"Endorsement? Why do I need to endorse something when I come to the world of immortal heroes?"
Luo Jing wailed like this in his dream last night.
During the three-hour dream meeting, Luo Jing only memorized half of the 2,000-word first volume of Demon Blood Sword Refining and could barely remember the steps of the first sword refining.
This made her feel painful.
After all, you are a cultivator in the Transcendent Realm, and your brain is strengthened. Why is your memory so outrageous
In three hours, I can memorize a thousand words.
She felt like she was talking to a blockhead who wouldn't learn anything no matter how hard she tried.
But Luo Jing was confident.
"What's so great about memorizing? If you have the ability, come and compete with others in solving problems!"
"You are a scum who only scored 70 points in math in the college entrance examination!"
This sentence hit Shen Qingxuan hard on the spot.
But what can we do? Life must go on, and the book must be memorized.
Shen Qingxuan just had a headache. Luo Jing had such a hard time memorizing even a thousand words, so how long would it take to learn the entire "Demon Refining Blood Sword"
Even Shen Qingxuan felt a headache just thinking about the 50,000 words she had to memorize. For her husband Luo Jing, who had a dull mind, it was definitely a nightmare level of difficulty.
"Why do practitioners who are so extraordinary still need to endorse books?"
Shen Qingxuan, who was sitting in front of the bamboo house, sighed depressedly: "Is there no elixir that can quickly improve memory?"
As Shen Qingxuan finished speaking, the little girl’s voice sounded not far away.
"That kind of thing is not available in the Medicine Immortal Sect, but it is used by many people in the Demonic Path. Qingxuan, why do you suddenly want to strengthen your memory?"
The slovenly Xie Xingyao walked into the bamboo garden carrying her big gourd.
He asked curiously, "Are you memorizing?"
In the sunlight, Shen Qingxuan looked at the master in front of her. His hair was unkempt, his clothes were messy, even the belt around his waist was tied into a tangled mess, and there was no beauty at all. There was even eye mucus in the corners of his eyes...
The corners of Shen Qingxuan's mouth twitched, and he said, "Master, why... did you go out like this again?"
Didn't you have to wash and dress up yesterday
But Xie Xingyao yawned lazily and said, "Since we're not going out today, we'll just make do with it. The time is just right, Qingxuan, let's get started."
The master was very excited and was about to start the spirit-summoning ceremony.
Shen Qingxuan's scalp was tingling and she shook her head repeatedly.
"No, no, let's wash up first."
As she said this, she half-forced the master into the wooden house, fetched water, washed his face, and then pressed the master in front of her dressing table, saying, "I'll help you a little."
Then she simply helped the messy-haired master to comb his hair completely and used a hairpin to arrange it into a bun.
She tidied up her messy skirt a little, untied the belt around her waist and re-tied it into a neat and beautiful double-ear knot.
Finally, looking at the little master in front of him who had been completely transformed and had a fair complexion, Shen Qingxuan heaved a long sigh of relief and felt much more comfortable.
My master, who is a cultivator, has smooth skin and no blemishes on her face. She can be said to be a natural beauty.
But he was so sloppy that her toes clenched every time she saw him.
She definitely doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, she just can't stand seeing her master look sloppy!
As an elder of the Immortal Sect, he is always so sloppy and doesn't look like an elder at all. How can he be respected
Shen Qingxuan's first step in helping his master regain his reputation is to change his personal image.
Fortunately, although the master was too lazy to dress up, she did not object to Shen Qingxuan dressing her up.
After sitting down in front of the dressing table and washing up, Xie Xingyao lazily said, "Okay, okay, can we get started?"
"The summoning ritual is very important. Let's finish it quickly so I can go back to sleep."
Xie Xingyao, who was in the late stage of Transcendent Realm, was unexpectedly sleepy.
Shen Qingxuan has gotten used to this.
Maybe the life of spiritual practice is so boring that sleeping is indeed the best way to pass the time.
She watched the master set up the altar in front of the bamboo garden and light the candles and sandalwood.
Then he opened the book "Taixu Summoning Spirits and Universal Transformation True Secret" that he had borrowed from the library yesterday, and said.
"Disciple, come to the altar and sit down obediently."
Xie Xingyao raised her magic gourd and said, "Now activate the magic weapon and do as the master tells you."
"From now on, we will try to connect you to Taixu Wonderland."
"This is your first time, so it might be a little painful. Just bear with it."
Xie Xingyao said seriously: "When you first connect to the Taixu Fairyland, the pressure on your soul will be very great."
"But you have to hold on. Once you get through the initial pain, you'll feel better later."
"Start the altar now!"
The young master, who was only about 1.3 meters tall, stood in front of the altar, holding a large gourd that was taller than her.
However, the altar was taller than she was.
Shen Qingxuan could only see the large gourd behind the altar, shaking continuously.
Then the sound of Master chanting was heard.
"The precious scroll of the heart reaches the innate! Auspicious mist and auspicious light appear before the seat!"
"The Kunyuan True Water Spirit Platform is clean, all the gods in the Taixu Fairyland listen to my command! Hurry and obey the command!"