The boss library does not have all the poetry collections, only some popular best-selling poetry collections, but there are close to 7,000 copies. Qin Wanwan took out all the spirit stones that Jian Xingzhi sold herself, bought all the books, and put them all into the Qiankun bag. One Qiankun bag couldn't hold it, so I took Nanfeng's.
When carrying thousands of books back to the City Lord's Mansion, Jian Xingzhi and Xie Gutang were studying the topography of the City Lord's Mansion. Qin Wanwan happily ran in and shouted, "Master! I bought the book back!"
"Row."
Jane Xingzhi casually said, "put it there."
"Master, don't chat with Xie Daojun," Qin Wanwan called to him, "the most important thing now is to study, I'm afraid it's too late."
Jian Xingzhi frowned when he heard the words: "A few books..."
Before he finished speaking, he watched Qin Wanwan start rewriting the book.
Qin Wanwan fell, Nan Feng quickly sorted out behind, thousands of books poured out in one go, filling the entire room in an instant.
Jian Xingzhi and Xie Gutang stood at the door and stared at Shushan, Qin Wanwan walked up to Jian Xingzhi and said earnestly: "Master, according to what Nanfeng and I know about your educational level, you want to be Hua Rong's favorite. Man, at least memorize these books. There are seven thousand here, a thousand a day, and I'm sure you can."
"One thousand a day..." Xie Gutang was incredulous, "a bit too reluctant?"
"No, Xie Daojun," Qin Wanwan explained, "you don't know who my master is. My master is number one in the world, with a mere seven thousand books. He is not reluctant at all!"
"If I say..." Jian Xingzhi swallowed, "what if I force it?"
"Master," Qin Wanwan turned her head to look at him, "think about how weak and incompetent I used to be. Under your guidance, I can now beat you to the bone. There is nothing in this world that requires effort. What can't you do? Master, you have to lead by example. When you can't teach me, let me make progress, and I will learn to be lazy. Besides, there are only 7,000 books. With the strength of your spiritual consciousness, you can memorize it in one day, let alone seven days. over!"
Qin Wanwan buckled down her big hats. Jian Xingzhi couldn't hold back, so she could only nod her head firmly: "It's a little bit more reluctant one day, try my best for the teacher."
"Master," Qin Wanwan held his hand, her eyes full of admiration, "there is nothing in this world that you can't do, you will definitely not disappoint me, right?"
"You look too high on being a teacher."
Jian Xingzhi trembled in his heart: "Actually, I am a very ordinary sword cultivator."
"Master, don't belittle yourself," Qin Wanwan raised her hand and covered Jian Xingzhi's mouth, "you are the best in my heart, it's up to you whether we can find Linglongyu. You read the book first, I'll be with Xie Daojun go to eat."
With that said, Qin Wanwan happily called Xie Gutang: "Xie Daojun, let's go eat roast whole lamb!"
"etc… "
Jian Xingzhi didn't have time to stop them, so Qin Wanwan happily pulled Nanfeng and Xie Gutang away.
Standing alone in front of the sea of books, he murmured, "I also want to eat roast whole lamb..."
As soon as the voice fell, the system [ding] sounded:
[The female protagonist and the male partner are in close contact, and the points are +5. Please make persistent efforts for the host to contribute to the peach blossom of the female protagonist! 】
The moment he heard this voice, he didn't know why, and he was even more heartbroken.
Everyone else is falling in love and eating sheep, only he has to learn.
But what can be done
Qin Wanwan was right, he was a master, so he couldn't teach her to be strict when she practiced, and she learned to be lazy.
Jane Xingzhi took a deep breath, turned her head, walked into the room, and closed the door. He sat down with his legs crossed, raised his hand and put all the books into his Qiankun bag, leaving only the thousand books that he was going to carry today.
The immortal cultivator's endorsement is different from that of mortals. He penetrated his consciousness into a thousand books at the same time, and began to turn the pages. Then he found that he knew every word in the book, but those words could not enter his mind.
He concentrated on trying to get those words into his head, and after a while he felt sleepy.
He has no talent in reading poetry, which he knew very early on, but he couldn't give up.
He tried to memorize all the poems over and over again, but after a while, his consciousness seemed to be hit hard by something, and he couldn't even concentrate, and he felt sleepy.
He worked hard, endorsed the book while half asleep, and carried it on his back, when he heard the voices of Qin Wanwan and Xie Gutang coming back happily.
Have you finished roasting whole lamb
Inexplicably, there was a bit of grief in his heart, and suddenly he felt a little sad.
This disobedient even eats sheep and does not remember Master.
While he was sour, he listened to Qin Wanwan open the door.
After opening the door, Qin Wanwan sneaked a glance at him, wanting to confirm whether he was being lazy.
Jian Xingzhi immediately turned his head and snorted coldly.
If the rebels don't coax me well, don't let me take care of you!
Qin Wanwan confirmed that he was not lazy, and went to bed with confidence, pulled the quilt and fell asleep. Jian Xingzhi waited for a while, and when he saw Qin Wanwan ignored her, he became even more angry, and turned back and asked her, "Did you bring me food?!"
"Master, endorse it well," Qin Wanwan turned her back to him, "don't always think about cooking."
This sentence choked him, he turned back in shame, and continued to endorse.
Stupidly reciting until midnight, for the first time in his life, he felt what it was like to be stuck. He felt as if he could recite it, so he went to the bed like sleepwalking, fell down, and pulled the quilt back.
At that moment, he had great happiness.
He closed his eyes and slept soundly. After an unknown amount of time, he vaguely felt someone beside him. He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Qin Wanwan lying beside him. They were facing each other, breathing close together, and the distance was so close that the whole body froze. . He woke up instantly and looked at Qin Wanwan with wide eyes, only to see Qin Wanwan slowly approaching him, her face getting closer and closer.
His mind was dazed, his breathing was about to stop, he felt that his heart was stuffy and panicked, and his mind was full of:
What is she going to do? What does she want to do
He couldn't react. Just before Qin Wanwan was about to kiss him, he heard Qin Wanwan ask him leisurely, "Master, are you awake?"
Jane Xingzhi swallowed and replied nervously, "Wake up... wake up."
"Then, tell me," Qin Wanwan took out a book he had just memorized, turned her head and glanced at it, "What's the next sentence of 'Rizhao Incense Burner Produces Purple Smoke'?"
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi suddenly woke up, he sat up instantly and looked at Qin Wanwan in shock: "You climbed into my bed in the middle of the night just to make me endorse it?!"
"Master, if I care about the bed or not," Qin Wanwan stood up calmly, with a calm face, "How am I worthy of being your apprentice? I will do whatever it takes to urge you, train you, and make you a literate master, don't you? It dragged our team down, don't be ridiculed by the world and say that the first generation of Sword Immortals has no culture, do you feel the good intentions of the disciples?" "But I have already memorized a thousand volumes today!"
Jian Xing was in a hurry, Qin Wanwan listened to the familiar emphasis and felt the pleasure brought by the exchange of positions, she restrained her inner joy and said earnestly: "Master, you have to have higher requirements for yourself, just like I used to have every day. I only need to complete 2334 points, but you let me complete 3000 points. For this reason, you also taught me the Chunsheng exercise. It is because of a strict teacher like you that I am who I am today. Now my apprentice reciprocates, and I dare not let my master relax, and I sleep in the middle of the night. No, I rushed to make a set of reading utensils overnight, and I want to ask Master to try it."
"What... what?"
Jian Xingzhi was frightened. When he thought that Qin Wanwan even remembered that the last digit of the score was 4, he knew that the situation was not good.
Qin Wanwan jumped out of the bed and opened the curtain. Jane saw a chair frame. The seat of the chair frame had been evacuated. A pile of sharp cones stood below and a rope hung above it, which looked like some kind of chair. instruments of torture.
"Mortal scholars, in order to study hard, their heads hang from the beam and the cones pierce the thighs. I took this as inspiration and specially improved this technique. They stabbed the thighs manually. If you don't read, it will work."
Qin Wanwan introduced the chair: "When you get there, put a horse on it, and I will monitor your efforts in real time. Once you get distracted, the rope above will pull on your hair, and the spikes below will pierce your hair. Your ass ensures that you will wake up instantly and concentrate. I don't have a sect as excellent as Master, and I have such a powerful mentality as Chunsheng. I can only contribute a little to Master through my own efforts, and I hope Master will accept it with a smile!"
Jane Xingzhi didn't speak, he looked at the chair quietly, and at this moment, he felt an inexplicable despair shrouding his head.
Qin Wanwan greeted him cheerfully, thinking about how he taught Qin Wanwan, he took a deep breath, walked to the chair, followed Qin Wanwan's command, squatted on the horse, asked Qin Wanwan to tie his hair, picked up the book, Imposingly shouted: "Come on! Read a book!"
Qin Wanwan tied his hair and waved at him: "Master, I'm going to bed, you are the best master, come on!"
Jian Xingzhi nodded seriously to her: "Go ahead, remember to get up early to practice swordsmanship, don't be lazy!"
"Yes."
Qin Wanwan responded and took two steps. She thought about turning back and saw that Jian Xingzhi was half-squatting on those sharp cones, her hair being pulled by the rope, and she aggressively released her consciousness towards the book.
Qin Wanwan watched him quietly for a while, then turned her head and got into bed by herself.
After tossing and turning until she couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, she finally got up, sat on the bed and began to meditate.
At that moment, she suddenly felt a vague sense of familiarity.
It seems that in the high school dormitory, I saw the light on the next bed behind the curtain, so I couldn't help getting up, turned on my small light, and opened the exercise book...
One of them endorsed and the other practiced. Qin Wanwan was fine to meditate. After all, it was also a way for monks to rest. Jian Xingzhi endorsed with his divine sense. After the night passed, when Xie Gutang opened the door, he saw Jian Xingzhi's Wu Qing and his buttocks. Blade, the whole person was shocked.
"Former... senior..."
"Okay... so cruel!" Nan Feng covered his mouth and took a step back.
Jane Xingzhi opened her eyes, looked up at the two, and smiled bleakly.
"Morning." After speaking, he turned his eyes to the book, "Don't disturb me, you all go to practice first, and I will recite it later."
Everyone dared not speak, even Qin Wanwan was a little scared.
But fortunately, she still remembered her original purpose, and quickly pulled the other two away and ran out. After the three of them went out, Nan Feng patted his chest and had lingering fears: "Master, I'm so scared of Jian Daojun's appearance. I always feel like she's gone crazy."
"It's okay," Qin Wanwan waved her hand, "he's in a good mood, don't be afraid."
"But I always feel that it's not normal for seniors to look like this." Xie Gutang frowned, "Should we not study, let's think of other ways?"
"I've already started reading," Qin Wanwan said with difficulty, "You can't keep the books bought by fifty spirit stones."
Considering the fifty spirit stones, everyone was silent and decided to let Jian Xingzhi work harder.
But on the fourth night, Qin Wanwan couldn't hold on anymore.
She squatted in front of Jian Xingzhi, looking at his bloodshot eyes, staring at the book with all her attention, with faint bloodstains on the tip of the buttocks, blood dripping from the buttocks, Qin Wanwan looked at him in shock and hesitated: "Master... You... are you OK?"
"Good for the teacher!"
Jian Xing answered with anger: "There are still a thousand copies, and I will finish it!"
"Master..." Qin Wanwan looked at his dripping blood, "Why don't you take a break, it's only a thousand copies, you don't need to memorize them."
"No," Jian Xingzhi taught Qin Wanwan, "You can't do things halfway, don't disturb me, I want to endorse it."
"Then you can rest and then carry on your back," Qin Wanwan looked at Jian Xingzhi's blood-stained clothes, feeling a little guilty, "at least stop the bleeding first?"
"It's just a small injury, don't worry about it," Jian Xingzhi said, disliking Qin Wanwan, "Hurry up and cultivate, don't make any noise."
Qin Wanwan didn't dare to persuade her any more. She went back to the bed, hesitated for a while, and used a trick to stop the bleeding on Jane Xingzhi's butt first.
Now all the energy of Jane Xingzhi is on the endorsement. If no one cares about him, she is afraid that he will lose blood and die.
All the way to the night of the sixth day, Cuilu sent someone to inform Jian Xingzhi and Xie Gutang that they were ready to participate in the monthly Qunfang Banquet tomorrow, and Hua Ronghui chose a man she liked to take away at the Qunfang Banquet. .
Hearing the news, Xie Gutang quickly said, "Miss Qin, go and tell the seniors to stop memorizing them!"
"Okay."
Qin Wanwan nodded, turned around and ran to tell Jane Xingzhi.
"Master, you don't have to memorize poems. Tomorrow is a feast of feasts. You have a good rest. Beauty is the most important thing!"
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi looked up from his position and looked at Qin Wanwan with a smile: "The long drought coincides with the timely rain, and the boat sails westward from the east wind (Note 1). I just finished reciting all the poems, and I came just in time."
Qin Wanwan was a little scared when she listened to Jian Xingzhi reciting the poem, she raised her hand to support Jian Xingzhi who had been squatting for seven days, and persuaded him: "Master, the poem is finished after memorizing, don't think too much, think about it. Come on, be a normal person."
"That's not a good word," Jian Xingzhi was helped by her, and walked to the bed with stiff legs, "If you don't know Li Du, how can you say that the grass and trees are deep? Beicheng, you should read more, like a teacher, you have never been literate. It only takes seven days to memorize seven thousand books."
Hearing this, Qin Wanwan froze in her heart, and hurriedly sent Jian Xingzhi to the bedside: "Master, don't say more, take a nap, and become the most beautiful tomorrow!"
Saying that, Qin Wanwan put Jian Xingzhi on the bed and covered him with a quilt.
Jian Xingzhi put his hands in front of him, closed his eyes, and sighed softly: "I don't want to fight for spring, I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous, and I am crushed into dust. Only the fragrance remains the same."
Qin Wanwan resisted the urge to hit someone, lowered the curtain of the bed, and walked out the door. As soon as they went out, Xie Gutang and Nanfeng greeted him.
"How is the senior? Has the situation improved?"
Qin Wanwan shook her head with a heavy expression: "I'm afraid it's late, there's no way to save it, just give up."
Said, she left sadly, put her hands behind her, and looked up at the moon.
Xie Gutang hesitated for a moment and comforted Qin Wanwan: "Miss Qin doesn't have to worry too much, the seniors are only persistent for a while, and if you stay with them, maybe they will get better."
"Yeah," Qin Wanwan nodded, "I would like to thank Daoist friend Ji Yan. You bring Nanfeng to rest early, and I will blow the wind again to calm down."
Xie Gutang nodded and went back to the room with Nanfeng.
After they left, Qin Wanwan closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth rose wildly, and she clenched her fists and jumped on the spot twice.
She is not happy, and he should not think about it!
He drives her crazy, she drives him crazy too!
She can practice swordsmanship, and he can recite poems!
Qin Wanwan was secretly relieved, and after venting on the spot for a while, she finally returned to the room.
When the next morning, Qin Wanwan got up early and started to take care of things together with Nanfeng.
They let Jian Xingzhi put on a blue brocade gown, half-tie his hair with a white hosta, and permed Jian Xingzhi's clothes with aromatherapy to ensure that Jian Xingzhi's hair was perfect to the fingertips.
After doing all this, Jian Xingzhi looked at Qin Wanwan: "Am I alright?"
"No," Qin Wanwan encouraged him, "Master, you have already memorized 7,000 books. Today, you are the prettiest kid in the ghost town!"
Saying that, Qin Wanwan spread her fingers apart in the air and exaggeratedly praised: "Perfect."
"I think so too."
Jian Xingzhi nodded with confidence: "As a teacher, he is now capable of both literature and martial arts, and he dares to test higher than the Lord of Heaven. This feast of fragrant feasts will definitely win the top prize."
"Master is right!"
Qin Wanwan boasted without thinking, and as she spoke, Nan Feng ran from the door: "Master, Jian Dao-jun, Xie Dao-jun, go."
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi greeted Qin Wanwan: "Let's go."
After Jane Xingzhi finished speaking, she took the lead and walked out. Qin Wanwan and Xie Gutang Nanfeng followed behind him. Looking at Jane Xingzhi who was full of confidence in front of her, she inexplicably had the illusion of walking with wind.
Jane Xingzhi walked past the crowd, and under the astonished gaze of everyone, she confidently wiped off a specially combed bang on the top of her head.
Having memorized 7,000 books, he had a pride he had never felt before.
With so many poems memorizing, is there anything he can't do
As soon as a group of people walked to the garden that had been arranged for the group feast, they were stopped by someone before they reached the door.
"Only the young master is allowed to enter the Qunfang Banquet, and the two of you are also invited to stay."
The maid stopped Qin Wanwan and Nanfeng, Qin Wanwan expressed her understanding and took a step back with Nanfeng.
The maid saw that they were sensible, and her smile became more sincere. She turned to look at Xie Gutang, who was standing proudly with her hands behind her back, and was about to come over to make soy sauce, and said gently: "This feast of feasts, the city lord is sick and cannot be with you. The young masters met directly, so the selection method, process and some taboos were changed, and the two sons were asked to know in advance."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and the maid continued: "This time, according to the city owner's preferences, Lord Cuilu has specially set up three exams, each exam has a full score of 100, and the one with the highest combined score of the three exams is this one. The person who sleeps in the moon."
"It's just an exam," Jian Xingzhi laughed when he heard the words, "I read a lot, so it doesn't matter."
"Young master is joking," the maid smiled. "The city lord hates people who read poetry and poetry. After entering the table, Young Master please use poetry and prose carefully. If you can use vernacular, just use vernacular."
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi turned back in shock and looked at Qin Wanwan.
Qin Wanwan bowed her head in shame.
"What are the three exams mainly for?"
Xie Gutang grasped the key point, and the maid turned to look at Xie Gutang: "The city master likes people who do practical things, so there are three exams, namely appearance, arithmetic, and refining."
Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi's face was not very good-looking.
He turned around, pulled Qin Wanwan to the side, Xie Gutang and Nan Feng came up, a little nervous.
"What should I do," Nan Feng became anxious, "we are prepared to be unprepared, right?"
"No, it's not that I'm not prepared," Qin Wanwan raised her hand to stop Nanfeng's words, and said seriously, "It's the reverse preparation."
"Then what should I do now?" Jian Xingzhi gritted his teeth, "I can't do arithmetic."
"Don't panic, I'll give you an analysis," Qin Wanwan said earnestly, "We Tian Ji are racing horses, you must have a high score for your appearance, but it doesn't matter if you have a low score in arithmetic, but you can work hard on refining. , with your ability, the refining score will definitely drop a lot, this rule is beneficial to you, you don't have to worry."
Hearing this, everyone felt that there was some truth.
Jian Xingzhi nodded: "Yes, I can't be worse than these ordinary people."
"Master, have confidence in yourself," Qin Wanwan clenched her fists, "Come on."
Jane Xingzhi was comforted and nodded. After looking at Xie Gutang, they decided to go in.
The two entered the examination room together, Xie Gutang reassured Jian Xingzhi: "Senior, don't worry, Miss Qin is right, there are ordinary people here. If we add the refining tools, we should be sure to win."
With that said, the two turned the path, entered the garden, and saw that several men were sitting behind their small tables, bowing their heads and doing their own things.
As soon as he saw these people, Jian Xingzhi froze.
Although the people here have changed their faces, but because his spiritual awareness is much higher than that of everyone present, he can recognize it just by recognizing the soul. The few people present include:
Ask the Sect Master Shen Zhiming of the Heart Sect
The young master of Lecheng Junshu
Unknown, there is also a young man in a pink gown in the God Transformation stage, who raised a glass and smiled at Jian Xingzhi and the others.
A coughing white-robed man bowed his head and drank the medicine.
Plus Jian Xingzhi and Xie Gutang of Tianjianzong.
In short, there is no ordinary person here.
At that moment, Jian Xingzhi just wanted to turn around and leave.
Is this a city lord backyard fight
Now the entry threshold for being a male pet is better to cross the calamity in the God Transformation stage
When did the realm of self-cultivation turn into a soul-transforming soul that is no better than a dog
Even if he is good-looking, with his level of arithmetic, and such a group of gods and tribulations, he will be put here to test the arithmetic refiner, he will be the hell if he wins!