This passage is very confusing because it has no logical relationship and seems to be incomplete.

I don’t know if Liu Shisui understood this passage, but he did not answer Jing Jiu’s question anyway.

He lowered his head, pursed his lips, beat him to death and didn't say anything, looking like a stubborn child who made a mistake but refused to admit his mistake. The problem is that the more he did, the more his parents knew that the child must have made a mistake.

Just like everyone knows, he must have understood Jing Jiu's words.

Jing Jiu didn't ask him again.

Chunmian woke up the next day, and at the age of ten, he fed water to wash his face, and then combed his hair.

The wooden comb slid between the black hair.

At the age of ten, he wanted to speak but stopped. He hesitated for a while before he mustered up the courage and said, "Young Master, senior brothers, I also have many difficulties, and I want to ask you to help you see."

Jing Jiu looked back at him.

Ten years old said with his head down: "We were discussing some difficulties yesterday. You taught me in the evening, and I told them when I went back. They still had some questions, some I could answer, and some I didn't understand, so..."

Jing Jiu was not surprised. Ten years old was a warm-hearted child. Since he didn't say that the spread last night was impossible, this was an inevitable development.

This is the rule of Qingshan Sect. It is difficult for outer disciples to get too much guidance and help from their teachers. They can only move forward with their own understanding and diligence, so they cherish the opportunity to help them answer their questions.

"It's a little trouble..." Jing Jiu sighed.

When he was ten years old, he found that he was not too angry. He knew that he had the chance and quickly said, "When we don't understand the study in the village, aren't you willing to teach us?"

"That's right. Because of your great care in serving me, and... it's really boring. If you don't show anything, I'm just afraid I'll be driven away."

Jing Jiu seemed to be talking to himself, but his eyes were always on the ten-year-old.

Only then did he realize that he had guessed his intention long ago and lowered his head shyly.

Jing Jiu touched his head and said, "You are still a child. You are just a child who will concentrate on your practice in the future. Don't think too much about it."

When I was ten years old, I thought you were no older than me, so why did I always like to speak in the tone of an elder?

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...

When he walked into the sword hall, Jing Jiu saw several young disciples.

Yesterday, these young disciples were also in the sword hall. They could discuss knowledge about the realm of the God-walking Realm with Liu Shisui, so they should be considered to be one of the most talented outer disciples of this generation.

Looking at Jing Jiu, their expressions were a little awkward.

Their ridicule of Jing Jiu at the Yaping of Songting, Tiannan is indispensable.

——You are an idiot in your practice, but the book boy is a genius. His status is wrong, so why do you still have the face to stay here?

Now, these comments are like slaps on their faces, very hot.

Not everyone present was waiting for Jing Jiu to resolve his doubts, such as Xue Yongge.

Xue Yongge's uncle is the elder of the Sixth Peak Shiyue Peak. He has been exposed to practice since childhood. It is not difficult for him to learn the magic tricks. He looked at Jing Jiu and said sarcastically: "Relying on the wealth and power of the family, after reading a few books, he thought he could guide the country? Who is born with Taoism?"

Jing Jiu ignored him and looked at the young disciples and said, "Tell me."

When Xue Yongge saw that he ignored him, he was even more angry. Just as he was about to make a few more sarcastic words, he suddenly saw Liu Shisui's eyes.

The eyes were very clear and childish, but at this time they seemed particularly focused and had a faint sense of ruthlessness, just like a young tiger staring at the prey.

For some reason, Xue Yongge felt a little cold in his body. He knew that Liu Shisui was a natural Taoist species that the sect focused on cultivating. If he started to make trouble, he would definitely not be able to take any advantage. He had to sneer and give up, turn around and walk out of the sword hall.

Jing Jiu didn't care about what Xue Yongge said, nor did he notice Liu Shisui's eyes change. Seeing the young disciples still dazed, he reminded him again: "Problem?"

The young disciples woke up.

If it weren't for Liu Shisui's personal admission last night, those problems were answered by Jing Jiu, they would definitely not ask Jing Jiu for advice. But they are all people who are dedicated to practicing Taoism. As long as they make a decision, they will no longer hesitate and quickly handed over the paper that had been prepared in advance, with a very polite attitude.

Jing Jiu took the paper, looked at it quickly, raised his head to look at everyone, and asked, "Don't you understand these?"

His tone was very plain, and the accent was not placed on the word "du", without any sarcastic meaning.

The word Du he said is the whole meaning, not the real meaning.

But this dullness and the confusion in his eyes still have many inexplicable feelings.

It seems that for him, people will be stumped by the problems on paper, which is really difficult to understand.

In other words, it is hard for him to imagine that there are such stupid people, or so many stupid people in the world.

The disciples felt very uncomfortable.

Jing Jiu took out a piece of paper and looked up at everyone.

A girl walked out hesitantly and said timidly: "Junior Brother Jing, I wrote it."

Jing Jiu did not look at her and said directly: "Your idea is wrong here. The relationship between the Spirit Sea and the Sword Fruit. With your current realm, you don't need to think too much for the time being, otherwise it will affect your early understanding of the operation of true energy and cause deviations. As for viewing like this, I will write it to you later."

Then he took out the second piece of paper.

A male disciple raised his right hand nervously.

Jing Jiu still didn't look up at him, looked at the doubts on the paper and said, "The initiation of Tianquan in the magic trick is not about attracting the vitality of heaven and earth, but about the mutual understanding of the body and mind. Only in this way can you perceive the vitality of heaven and earth. If you haven't even done this step, you want your spiritual consciousness to leave the body. Of course, it is wrong. How should you do it specifically? I'll draw a picture for you later."

Then he took out the third piece of paper.

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...

"You misunderstood the meaning of this sentence, it's impossible."

"You're completely wrong, the Taoist seed will die."

"If you draw the meridian diagram wrong, you will be paralyzed."

"You're right in front, but wrong in back."

"You are wrong in front of you, and you are naturally wrong in the back."

“From the front to the back, you’re not right.”

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...

Jing Jiu's voice echoed in the quiet sword hall.

The content of these words sounds very direct and even a little mean, but his voice is very calm, or plain, without any major ups and downs, and he can't hear any emotions.

But the more this happens, the clearer you hear, the more persuasive you are, and the more lethal you are.

The young disciples' heads were getting lower and lower, and their faces were getting redder.

Why can the other party explain things clearly through the simplest words to make themselves realize their mistakes?

After Jing Jiu came to the case, he took the pen handed over by Liu Shisui and started writing on the paper. It was exactly what he promised these disciples to do.

The disciples gathered around to watch carefully, no one spoke, and even breathed lighter.

The sword hall is quieter.

The morning light is getting stronger and the morning sun comes out of the peak.

A sound rang out.

"What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!