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Chapter 12 12. First Lecture of School

When Luo Shuanghan discovered that neither Yu Qingge nor Nan Zhixiang taught Jiang Xingmeng the basics of spiritual practice, it was already past dinner time.

Luo Shuanghan chased after Nan Zhixiang and Yu Qingge and started to fight: "Seeing that the secret realm of Chongshan will be opened in three days, time is the most precious at this time, you don't teach the junior sisters, you are in a daze, want to die, don't you?"

Yu Qingge pursed his lips, and looked at Nan Zhi, feeling a little guilty.

They naively thought that it was because they themselves were too easily distracted that they forgot to teach their junior sister.

He didn't think about it at all in the direction of "Jiang Xingmeng did it on purpose."

But Jiang Xingmeng did not escape her practice on this day, she was captured by Luo Shuanghan and Nan Zhixiang, and began to study under the starry sky.

Jiang Xingmeng:... Damn it, why?

She drooped her head and began to listen listlessly to Prime Minister Nan's lecture.

Prime Minister Nan's voice was very gentle, making people feel peaceful both physically and mentally. Before he knew it, Jiang Xingmeng was entranced.

So, within an hour, she learned about the division of realms of cultivation, the division of professions, and the current situation of the cultivation world.

The division of realms is nothing more than the Qi Refining Stage, Foundation Building Stage, Golden Elixir Stage, Nascent Soul Stage, Spirit Transformation Stage, Void Training Stage, Integration Stage, Mahayana Stage, and Tribulation Transcendence Stage, which are each divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and perfection.

Occupational division, there are three major classifications, Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. Under this, there are law, music, instrument, body, medicine, and so on.

"...Sword cultivator is a type of weapon cultivator. Senior brother and second senior sister are both sword cultivators. I am a medical cultivator." Nan Zhixiang explained carefully, "You should start to choose what you want to learn now. Before building the foundation, , at least get started.”

Jiang Xing dreamed for a while and asked: "What kind of ice spirit root is suitable for learning?"

Luo Shuanghan, who was named as an auditor but was actually a supervisor on the side, heard this and glanced at Jiang Xingmeng in surprise - few people would think about this so calmly. Many monks who were born as mortals would choose what they like best, and Not the most suitable.

Jiang Xingmeng was right. It is best to choose a career that is consistent with your spiritual roots, so that it will be more conducive to your cultivation.

Prime Minister Nan Zhi said gently: "Cultivation with a single spiritual root is twice the result with half the effort, especially since the junior sister is still a heavenly spirit body, which is even more conducive to practice... Strictly speaking, the ice spiritual root is not included in the five elements. It has the softness of water, Jin's killing, so I suggest you choose to be a medical cultivator or a sword cultivator."

Jiang Xingmeng thought for a moment, then frowned.

Needless to say how tiring it is to practice medicine and persuade people to study medicine. The sky is thundering.

Sword cultivators, as we all know, are poor. Needless to say how miserable this is.

Jiang Xingmeng struggled for a moment and asked expectantly: "Is there any other choice?"

Prime Minister Nan Zhi smiled slightly: "Buddha practice is also possible, if you are willing to shave your hair and take the precepts."

Jiang Xingmeng: "..."

She twitched the corner of her mouth: "That's not necessary."

After a pause, she suddenly thought of something, a glimmer of light and recollection flashed in her eyes, then she clenched her fists and took a deep breath: "Medical repair."

She paused and repeated, "I'm going to be a medical practitioner."

Prime Minister Nan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Jiang Xingmeng with some surprise: "I thought...according to your personality, you would choose to be a swordsman."

Jiang Xingmeng was speechless for a moment.

She vaguely explained why she wanted to be a medical trainee, and asked Nan Zhixiang: "Master, what is his occupation? The senior brother and the second senior sister are sword trainers, and you are a medical trainee. Doesn't the master know everything?"

A strange look appeared on Xiang Nan's face. He was silent for a moment and then said: "He... you will know about it later. In short, if you want to become a medical practitioner, Master and I can teach you."

Jiang Xingmeng nodded without delving into it.

Prime Minister Nan continued: "Then I will start teaching you pharmacology and medical science tomorrow, and lay a solid foundation first, okay?"

Jiang Xingmeng was a little indifferent: "Just follow the arrangements of Third Senior Brother."

Prime Minister Nan Zhi glanced at her, said nothing, and nodded: "It's getting late. These jade slips contain basic knowledge. You have to read it in two days and memorize it all. If you don't understand anything, Come and ask me, or Master."

Jiang Xingmeng looked at the dozen jade slips that Xiang Nan took out and slowly typed "?".

Hello, how many are these?
When she heard that Prime Minister Nan Zhi said that she would have to recite it in two days, she was beyond hope.

But she finally took over all the jade slips, and then shuffled back to Longyin Palace.

Prime Minister Nan stood there, watching her go back. After pondering for a moment, he took out the communication card with a look of distress on his face.

Luo Shuanghan hadn't spoken before, but now seeing Jiang Xingmeng left, she said slowly: "Little junior sister... She wants to be a medical practitioner. Tsk, what's so good about medical cultivation, it's too weak."

Prime Minister Nan curled his lips helplessly: "Second Senior Sister, medical practitioners can save people, but they can also kill people, let alone the medical practitioners I taught."

Luo Shuanghan laughed: "Yes, your attack power is no less than mine and Yu Qingge's."

Nan Zhixiang shrugged his shoulders, and said to Luo Shuanghan, "Go down the mountain to drink, do you want to go?"

Luo Shuanghan straightened up from the tree he was leaning on, his brows and eyes full of excitement: "Let's go, you treat me!"

……

At the same time, due west of the mainland, there is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Everything was silent, under the starry sky, a slender, tall young man quietly entered the hall where the Tathagata was enshrined.

He raised his head in the dim candlelight, revealing a face that could be called beautiful and voluptuous. A tear mole under the corner of his eye added a bit of charm to his appearance.

He trembled his eyelashes and his black hair was like a waterfall. He was obviously not a monk.

The young man kowtowed devoutly to the Tathagata sculpture, unable to kneel for long.

After an unknown amount of time, an old voice sounded from behind him: "Jiang Shanxin, it's late at night, you should go to bed quickly."

The young man stood up from the lotus kneeling mat, said Namaste to the owner of the voice, and then said: "I'm sorry to disturb your dream, but I really can't sleep."

The man walked in from outside the temple. He was a kind-hearted monk. He looked very old, but his eyes were not as muddy as those of an old man, but were exceptionally clear.

He sighed: "Jiang Shanxin, good people have their own destiny, it is useless for you to worry."

The young man lowered his head and sighed: "Abbott also knows that now I am alone, helpless, and have no way to find anyone. I can only pray to Buddha and God."

The old abbot looked at him steadily, and then said with a helpless smile: "I have already told you that you have a single fire root. If you join the Immortal Sect, you will have a bright future. It will not be difficult to find someone by then."

The young man composed himself and said nothing.

The abbot did not leave immediately, but looked at him gently, as if looking at his stubborn junior.

After a long time, the young man said: "Thank you abbot, I dare to ask the abbot to point out a clear way for me."

The abbot laughed happily, and then said seriously: "Go east, the Qingming Sect outside Xianyuan Town will have your own place to go."

(End of this chapter)