The words in the air twist more vigorously than those on paper!

Guangguai Lujian, one by one small people seemed to wave at Xia Ming.

Xia Ming felt like he was sitting on that high platform, watching the performance of those small characters in a written square.

Then, the formation of the villains suddenly changed, and a sentence suddenly appeared before Xia Ming's eyes.

Kou can go, I can also go! This is... Before Xia Ming could be shocked, a miracle happened.

The little man dances, and the words change again.

【 Child mother Bluetooth sharing method, incomplete. 】 Pair the same Bluetooth signal three times in a row.

You can obtain partial visual permissions and location information.

It requires the consumption of bioenergy and the maintenance of a large amount of brainwave signals.

And there is a distance limit, if the distance exceeds the perception range, it will fail.

By secretly reading Bluetooth, you can check the pairing status.

Looking at everything in front of her, Xia Ming dared not even blink.

Surprisingly, I can really understand the martial arts!

Gold Fingers Invincible!

This Nima is not sick!

This is clearly my ladder to climb the sky!

With it, why worry about not becoming strong?

The more he thought, the more excited Xia Ming looked at the words over and over again.

Fortunately, he has a good memory. After reading it a few times, he was able to jot down those words.

Xia Ming's appearance surprised He Niansheng.

This kid's eyes are all red and he can't bear to close them?

Tears streaming down, still persevering?

"My disciple Xia Ming'er?"

Eyes furrowed slightly, and He Niansheng couldn't help but ask another question.

In order to conceal his abnormality, Xia Ming simply threw himself into He Niansheng's arms and wiped his eyes.

Seeing this scene, He Niansheng not only had no aversion, but was also extremely surprised.

Okay, okay!

This is the manifestation of soul cultivation!

Xia Ming's trust in me is increasing, it seems that we can proceed to the next stage!

As He Niansheng was overjoyed, a glimmer of light flashed through Xia Ming's mind.

Stupid!

Stupid!

My road is still narrow.

What kind of person is Master He Niansheng?

Da He Qing Dan Tai Shang!

A great figure in the later stage of the Tang Dynasty's pill making!

What is this?

This is just an old North Nose!

What martial arts cannot be obtained while guarding such a treasure trove?

It's unknown whether we have reached the Golden Elixir all the way.

More importantly, Master He thought I was illiterate.

May I ask... can illiterate people understand martial arts?

Can illiteracy be prevented?

As long as I gain the trust of my master, I will have the opportunity to experience these techniques!

This is the path I have to take!

Thinking of this, Xia Mingwu realized.

Trust He Niansheng and take the opportunity to learn the techniques, this is what he should do.

So Xia Ming began his textbook like acting skills.

Slowly lifting her head from He Niansheng's arms, Xia Ming's tears welled up in her eyes.

"Master! Master..." "My illness seems to be serious again..." "I just can't recognize those words when I look at them!"

"Master, Master, do you think I can still be saved?"

Gently patting Xia Ming's shoulder, He Niansheng looked complicated and said, "Don't worry, my disciple. I will cure you."

For you... and also for me... Of course, the latter half of this is what He Niansheng said in his heart.

Emotions were all laid here, and He Niansheng began to teach Xia Ming the unfamiliar martial arts.

This method is called "Nian Zhong Lian Peanuts".

It is an ancient technique recorded in the letter of the Soul Taoist.

It is this method that inspires the Soul Taoist, allowing him to go further and further on the path of spiritual exploration.

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Unfortunately, this method is incomplete.

When the soul Taoist obtains it, it is incomplete.

Lotus seeds fall, lotus flowers grow.

Once placed, He Niansheng can use this method to grasp Xia Ming's position.

When necessary, he can also convey Xia Ming's message and even share Xia Ming's perspective.

See what he sees, hear what he hears.

This method is simply unbelievable, and He Niansheng even suspects that it is a legendary immortal technique.

Gently patting Xia Ming's shoulder, He Niansheng said leisurely, "Xia Mingwu disciple, please read with me."

"Okay, Master."

"I heard it, I felt it, my body was like chaos, my spirit was like stars..." After He Niansheng finished reciting, Xia Ming followed suit again.

After reading it again, there are no abnormalities.

Xia Ming looked up slightly and then turned to Master He.

"Master, it seems that I have forgotten again... Can you say it again?"

"My disciple Xia Ming, don't worry. As a teacher, I will say it again. Please be patient and listen."

"If I hear it, if I feel it, my body is like chaos, my spirit is like stars..." I repeated it again, and Xia Ming frowned slightly, still feeling a bit off.

So Xia Ming spoke again.

"Master, can you say it again?"

Taking a deep glance at Xia Ming, He Niansheng remained expressionless and said, "As I have heard, as I feel, my body is like chaos, and my spirit is like stars..." "Xia Ming, do you remember?"

Following the recitation, Xia Ming shook his head again.

Now He Niansheng is not calm anymore.

Is it difficult for a divine soul mutation to affect the brain?

Or is Xia Ming's situation serious again?

Illiteracy is no longer a concern, has he become foolish?

He Niansheng is so foolish that he can't bear it anymore.

Thinking of this, He Niansheng suddenly felt his mind go blank.

"Xia Ming, please listen carefully! Don't be distracted!"

He Niansheng said one sentence, and Xia Ming repeated another.

Finally, both of them sensed the faint palpitations of their divine souls coming from somewhere.

The master and disciple looked at each other without hesitation.

Four eyes facing each other, each harboring evil intentions.

He Niansheng smiled, and Xia Ming also smiled.

Looking at the fleeting lotus imprint on Xia Ming's forehead, He Niansheng knew that the lotus had fallen.

And Xia Ming looked at the shining blue lotus in He Niansheng's eyes, knowing that Bluetooth was connected.

Lotus?

Why is it a lotus?

Before Xia Ming could think much, He Niansheng's voice rang out again.

"Xia Ming, your situation can't be delayed any longer."

If this continues, He Niansheng is worried that Xia Ming will become a big fool.

So, in Xia Ming's horrified gaze, He Niansheng took out a small jade box.

Inside the box, there are five blood red pills lying quietly.

"Good disciple, take the medicine."

Looking at those five blood pills, Xia Ming's heart lifted directly to her throat.

Damn it!

What are you really afraid of!

Master, the heart of my golden finger will not die.

This medicine looks scary.

Feeling extremely uneasy, Xia Ming could only take the pill handed over by He Niansheng.

He cannot resist, let alone resist. He needs to win the trust of Master He.

In the calm gaze of He Niansheng, Xia Ming swallowed the pill directly.

Sweet in the mouth, with a faint rust smell.

Xia Ming dared not savor it carefully, his throat throbbing, and he quickly swallowed it into his stomach.

Xia Ming can only hope for his illness now, preferably a persistent one.

A stubborn disease without a cure.

Seeing Xia Ming's performance, He Niansheng nodded slightly and was very satisfied.

Taking the medicine like this without any hesitation, it seems that Xia Ming has already let go of his guard.

Dream yellow sorghum is indeed magical.

So, it's time for me to prepare the next medicine.

Time waits for no one