After being enlightened by Qin Qin, Lu Aya was not confused, she should study and study every day, she should eat, she should sleep, and her life is very chic.

Leaving aside her worries, Lu Aya learned things very quickly, so that in the end, Lu Aya progressed too fast, and her spiritual power couldn't keep up with the consumption.

It means that her MP limit at this time is only 100, and now the skills below 100 points have been learned, and the next methods are all 200 points to start with, and Lu Aya can't use it if she learns it.

So she could only be thrown aside by Tang Keyu first, and her reputation was rest.

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

In the school, Tang Keyu had just handed over the little girls' new tricks, and between classes, the two were working hard to cultivate.

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

The one with the worst qualifications is Tang Sheng.

That's right, it's Tang Sheng, although she is not stupid, and she remembers the meridians clearly, but the speed of cultivating the soul is unusually slow, and the spiritual path for spiritual power to return to the soul is very long, and so far she has only learned three healing methods, and one is not used.

This kind of literary soul talent is already relatively poor on Lingshan, and girls with general talent can be proficient in at least five healing spells at this time, compared to Tang Sheng, Tang Zheng's literary soul talent is extremely good, she can already use seven spells proficiently, and if it weren't for Tang Zheng's dislike of literary souls, it is estimated that she has mastered a lot.

"Ah Zheng is very talented...... But she didn't like Wen Soul...... Ah Sheng likes it, but his talent is not good. Tang Keyu was sitting on the Taishi chair at this time, drawing something on the paper with a pen, she was also a little embarrassed now, Tang Sheng, who had a gentle and gentle temperament, was slow to learn the method of healing, but the fiery and tenacious Tang Zhengxue was like a fish in water......

sighed.

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

Or can they have such an ungodly understanding as Lu Aya......

Tang Keyu looked at Lu Aya, who was carrying a brush to copy Li Zhuzi's handwriting on one side, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

This girl's talent is rare in the world, as if she was born to learn the soul of the text, any trick to read once, use spiritual power in the meridians to remember, just say that this memory is no worse than the unforgettable Xuxu, Lu Aya has mastered all the fifteen spells she can learn at this time, and they are all proficient, Tang Keyu has tested her a few times without hesitation to use it...... Tang Keyu has reason to believe that if it weren't for the lack of realm, she would be able to learn as much as Lu Aya taught.

still remembers that she once asked Lu Aya.

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

The answer is simple.

For Lu Aya, this is all rote memorization, it is not difficult at all, it is much easier than practicing swords or something......

In fact, it is not so simple at all, and people's fragile meridians are difficult to withstand the pressure of various formulas, and they need to be carefully guided...... This is also the reason why Tang Sheng is so slow to learn.

Lu Aya is a complete freak, the toughness of her meridians is extremely strong, and her understanding is good, so she surpasses Tang Sheng so much.

If it weren't for Lu Aya's physical problems, which caused this healing method to always become a deadly thing, Tang Keyu felt that she would definitely dissuade Lu Aya from learning the soul of literature and not thinking about martial arts...... But nowadays...... Let's take a step and watch one, after all, Lu Aya's "poisoned milk" attribute has not been solved, and it is very troublesome.

"Ice Blood...... Fairy Sword ...... Jiufeng——" Tang Keyu pondered for a moment, shredded the relationship diagram on the paper, and burned it out.

From a long-term point of view, it is still the martial spirit that is more suitable for the cold ice bloodline, after all, after all, you can't use the fairy sword after learning the literary soul......

Shake your head and laugh at yourself.

She thought too much, the fairy sword didn't move at all now, sleeping quietly in Jiufeng, a lost fairy sword was no different from death, maybe she would never wake up.

Let's continue to complete the task given by Master.

Tang Keyu took out a large stack of dozens of books and put them in front of him, and then began to flip through the materials.

She belongs to the "scientific research school" in Lingshan that is not high in cultivation, and is responsible for developing some spells and the like, in fact, there is still pressure, and now that the problem of the little immortal fruit has not been solved, the master will give another problem.

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

A picture.

Li Wangsheng's mutilated 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, but she was still at a loss.

Tang Keyu was not the only one in the school who was at a loss, Tang Sheng also frowned, flattened his mouth, and his expression was similar to Tang Keyu.

"Transform the gods and ......" Tang Sheng sat cross-legged on the ground, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, lifted her meager spiritual power and wandered above the meridians, and finally manifested in the palm of her hand......

"Bang." The aura dissipated.

The tenth time, it still failed.

"Sister, why can't I do it......" After ten failures, Tang Sheng finally couldn't help it, his little face collapsed, and his eyes were full of water.

"You're stupid." Tang Zheng showed no mercy in his mouth, although she had also studied for almost a week, she had learned it anyway, but her sister seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't do it.

"You'd better ask Master." Tang Zheng said, don't stand up anymore.

"Don't." Tang Sheng turned his head away, and then whispered: "It's been three times, and each time it's been taught by the master...... If you ask again this time......"

She's embarrassed.

"If you want to save face, you will continue to fail." Tang Zheng shrugged, she couldn't teach her sister anyway, and she didn't know how to learn it.

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

The word "spirit".

The gesture is like floating clouds, like a dragon, the pen is round and soft, and the closing is clever and dense, which has the aura of a woman.

"Well...... Not bad. Lu Aya nodded with satisfaction, her handwriting is getting better and better, this spiritual character already has a bit of Li Zhuzi's style, although it is copied, but it is already very proud to be able to copy the god of Li Zhuzi.

Next is another.

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

"Cut." Pouted, pick up the pen and make a cross on the paper.

It's ugly.

This is a [Aya] character written by her own font, although it is not crooked like a worm, but it is not easy to see where it goes.

It's very neat, and the symmetry is good, but it's very rigid, without a little bit of cleverness, if Li Zhuzi's words are with fairy energy, then Lu Aya feels that her words are dead, and she doesn't want to take a second look.

As the saying goes, a word sees the heart, the word is like the person, such a word Lu Aya is embarrassed to show her husband, with the best paper, pen and ink, she still has to work harder, and she can't let her husband and sister down.

"Sister Lu......" Tang Sheng found that Lu Aya had put down the pen at this time, so he walked over.

"Ah Sheng, see how I wrote?" Coincidentally, Lu Aya wanted others to evaluate it.

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

"This, Sister Lu, you wrote? It's like Mr. Li's words...... It's so beautiful......"

"Mr. Lin's." Getting the reaction she wanted, Lu Aya smiled.

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

"Nothing." Lu Aya threw the previous [Aya] character into the trash, not minding that the new ink was dyed black, or that she didn't notice that the ink hadn't dried yet.

"There's nothing nice about this one." Lu Aya said.

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

“…… Cut. Seeing this, Tang Zheng on the side guessed what Tang Sheng wanted to do, and she was very unhappy, but she has restrained a lot now, and she won't take the initiative to find trouble with Lu Aya, after all, eating people is soft, and the snacks Lu Aya gave her haven't finished yet...... So Tang Zheng lay on the table and didn't look at his sister and Lu Aya's "closeness".

"Sister Lu, that master's Protestant transformation, transformation ...... What's going on? Tang Sheng said that he had forgotten what he was going to learn.

"Turning into a god?" Lu Aya thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, yes, yes, I can't do it...... Can you help me take a look? Tang Sheng's face was pleading.

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

Teacher Tang may be inconvenient?

"Okay." Lu Aya nodded briskly, she would turn into a god.

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

Lu Aya put one hand on Tang Sheng's shoulder, feeling the spiritual power in her meridians...... What are you thinking about at the same time.

The gods will never use words...... She had also encountered it once before, it was probably that there was a problem with the Yin Stilt Branch, the meridians there were complicated, and it was easy to take the wrong route if she was not careful, Lu Aya remembered it very clearly.

Because of that mistake, Lu Aya knew the importance of the meridians, and it took a few days to memorize the more important meridians......

Then, as she expected, Tang Sheng was in a mess under the stilts, and although he finally completed a week, the spiritual power of the final transformation was not formed.

"That's it, I can't freeze it all the time." Tang Sheng opened his eyes and flattened his mouth.

"There's something wrong with the stilts." Lu Aya said directly: "Bamboo willow, Zhaohai, left and right eyes, go to the left eye Ming acupoint, hand over the bamboo willow, not welcome the acupoint." ”

......Hearing this, Tang Keyu on the side glanced at Lu Aya and nodded slightly.

Lu Aya, this girl, accurately found Tang Sheng's mistakes...... Sure enough, it's not rote memorization, it seems that she already understands the principle of the transformation of the gods.

But Tang Sheng didn't understand, and his face was confused: "Sister Lu...... What is Deliverable? Which way to go? ”

"Forget it." Lu Aya shook her head, Tang Sheng couldn't remember what to say, there was a way, Lu Aya still remembered how Li Zhuzi taught her "Rock Break" by hand.

Raised his hand, exercised his skills, and then clicked on Tang Sheng's body, leaving a light blue mark.

"Let's get here."

Then he drew a cross on her chest: "Instead of this, understand?" ”

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

This time, according to Lu Aya's words, the spiritual power gathered on the palm of her hand, and then there was no movement.

Just when Tang Sheng thought that she had failed again, in an instant, her spiritual power was drained, and at the same time, a cloud of three-colored spiritual energy gathered in the palm of her hand.

"Success, success?" The aura was drained, and Tang Sheng was suddenly a little weak, but looking at the aura in her palm, she was very happy, and her eyes were full of surprise.

"Of course it worked, but your spiritual power is too poor, so let's suck it back and recover some of it." Lu Aya knocked Tang Sheng's head, then pressed her hand on the door of her head, and reabsorbed this aura into her body.

The spiritual power was replenished, and Tang Sheng's face looked a little better.

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

"Little things." Lu Aya shook her head, and then the beauty mole at the corner of her mouth was lightly raised: "Don't call me sister, call me sister." ”

"Thank you, Senior Sister Lu." Tang Sheng nodded, this senior sister she called willingly, Lu Aya has always given her a big sister, and today's guidance and cultivation also have the feeling of a senior sister......

"En......" Lu Aya nodded with a smile.

It is really a very comfortable thing to be called senior sister, Lu Aya is a little proud in her heart, after all, this is the first time she has been called senior sister...... Liu Fufeng doesn't count, Lu Aya still has a B number in her heart, her junior sister just spoils her, in fact, she is the junior sister who has been taken care of.

But that's all in the past, Lu Aya is very confident now, she thinks that when Liu Fufeng goes home, she can also teach Liu Fufeng what to cultivate...... When the time comes, if she can hear her junior sister willingly call her senior sister......

Life is complete.

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Nanyuan School, Bamboo Forest.

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

After dragging on for so long, she finally finished carving this fire glass.

No exaggerated patterns, just one word.

[Aya].

The front of the fire glass is carved with a hollow pattern, forming a silk character, in which the beating spiritual flame is still active, and the red flame burns, setting off the mysterious and beautiful silk character on the surface.

A silk character, thick fiber compromise, dense shape, round and soft and subtle, is corresponding to the character of Lu Aya, subtle and shy.

However, it is this soft and natural silk character, but the pen turns from another angle, the gesture is as sharp as a blade, the thick ink is flying, and it is like a phoenix dance in a trance, and the face is shocked and cold.

In the blink of an eye, the front is opposite, but there is nothing, only a soft silk character, a simple silk character, floating like a cloud, ink like a cloud of smoke, quiet and far-reaching.

This is Li Zhuzi spent nine days, wrote thousands of [Aya] words the most satisfactory one, ten days of ink, carving when the clouds flowed, but half a day, the word was perfectly expressed.

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

"Aya will definitely like it." Li Zhuzi took a sip of bitter tea and looked in the direction of Qifeng.

She knew that Lu Aya was practicing calligraphy hard, so she believed that Lu Aya would definitely like this fire glass very much.

At this time, someone entered this bamboo forest.

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

"Bamboo, you call me."