After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

Maybe it was because of the fear in his heart, or maybe it was because Jiangxiao's sullen face looked a bit like a Mahayana Demon Lord. In short, at this moment, the idea of ​​​​escape came into Zhaoshi's mind.

But before his body had time to take action, he watched helplessly as this miniature version of the Mahayana Demon Lord ran up to him out of breath. Under Jiang Xin's introduction, he obediently called him: "Fourth Senior Brother good."

It's magical.

There is an indescribable sense of unreality in Zhaoshi.

He looked down at this little guy who was no longer as long as his own legs, and was at a loss for a moment.

The first time she greeted her senior brother, she received no response. Jiangxiao felt a little uneasy. She grabbed Jiang Xin's clothes and looked at her for help, fearing that her fourth senior brother would not like her.

Jiang Xin sighed inwardly, patted Jiang Xiao's little hand, and then patted her own little chest to show that she was wrapped in it.

[The fourth senior brother is a social fear, and the younger junior brother is also a social fear. It is really difficult for the two social fears to become familiar with each other. 】

Jiang Xinchong smiled at Zhaoshi and introduced him responsibly: "Fourth Senior Brother, this is Junior Brother Jiangxiao. He is the disciple that Dad accepted in the Realm of Spirit Demons. He is a very good person."

He is not even human! ! !
Zhaoshi felt a voice screaming in his usually silent heart.

The Mahayana Demon Lord is not joking, he must tell the master about this.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard that Jiang Xin had already introduced herself to Jiang Xiao, and was seriously telling him like a little adult: "You two should get along well."

Jiangxiao nodded with a sullen face, took a deep breath, and summoned up the courage to greet Zhaoshi again: "Hello, Fourth Senior Brother, I...I am Jiangxiao."

His Majesty the Demon Lord said hello to him for the second time, and it would be rude not to respond again.

Zhaoshi endured the anxiety in his heart and said as calmly as possible: "Hello, I am Zhaoshi."

[Yeah, yeah, both societies took the first step bravely! 】

Jiang Xin cheered for them both in her heart. He was very considerate and did not continue to embarrass these two social fears.

Seeing Jiangxiao holding a book in his hand, Jiang Xin asked curiously: "Is there anything you don't understand that you want to ask your father and mother about?"

Jiangxiao nodded and looked at the book in his hand in embarrassment, his little face wrinkled up in worry.

Zhaoshi glanced at it and saw that it was the most basic art of drawing energy into the body in this world of cultivation.

How could a majestic Mahayana demon still learn this? ? ?
More magical.

The teaching materials of Tianshui Sect are written very concisely and clearly, and the disciples who can get started are all very qualified. Usually, they can successfully introduce Qi into the body and embark on the path of cultivation by relying on their own understanding.

A monk like Jiang Xiao who was once a Mahayana Demon Lord, even if he lost his memory, his body still retains the instinct of cultivation, and it is impossible for him to find it difficult to even introduce Qi into his body.

Seeing Jiangxiao's expression so solemn now, as if he had encountered a great difficulty, Zhaoshi felt doubtful.

But he was a social phobia, and just debating whether to ask Jiang Xiao what difficulties he had encountered would require him to go through an extremely intense inner struggle.

When he was struggling, Jiang Xin asked in a senior-sister-like manner: "What don't you understand? Let senior sister teach you."

Jiangxiao looked at her and her eyes lit up. She obediently held the book of "Introduction of Qi into the Body" with both hands and brought it to Jiang Xin. She said sheepishly: "I can't understand anything."

[Junior brother is just a junior brother. He can’t understand such a simple thing, and he still needs me, a senior sister, to step in. 】

[I won’t bother my father and mother with this level of knowledge, let me teach my junior brother. 】

Jiang Xin took the book handed over by Jiang Xiao and pretended to flip through two pages, her confident little face falling a little bit.

【What are these things? ? ? 】

[How could the sect have such a difficult book! ! ! 】

Jiang Xin's confident smile collapsed and she put on a mask of pain.

She turned over and over the book in her hand, unable to hold back even a single instructional word.

Zhaoshi looked at her from the side, but hesitated to speak. He didn't know how to ask the junior sister why she read the book upside down. [Ahhh, reading is so painful! ! ! 】

[What are these words? Why do they all seem to look the same? ? ? 】

Finally, with Jiang Xin wailing, Zhao Shi knelt down and silently helped her straighten the book: "Junior sister, look at it this way."

Jiang Xin looked at him blankly, and then looked at the book in his hand sadly.

[Fourth Senior Brother, it’s useless for you to help me put the book straight. They know me, but I don’t know them. 】

Zhaoshi was silent.

But considering that Jiang Xincai was born not long ago, he felt that it was normal for the junior sister to be illiterate.

So he turned his attention to Jiangxiao again.

This Mahayana demon lord cannot be illiterate, right?

"Are you...literate?" Zhaoshi summoned up the courage to ask.

Jiangxiao also felt that he shouldn't be illiterate, but he just didn't understand the square words in the book.

Under Zhao Shi's gaze, Jiang Xiao's face turned red and she shook her head.

Jiang Xin instantly became energetic.

[It turns out that I am not the only illiterate! I'm happy, I'm happy, my junior brother is really the best junior brother! 】

Zhao Shi silently glanced at Jiang Xiao, who did not dare to raise his head, and was sure that the Mahayana Demon Lord could not hear Jiang Xin's thoughts.

At the same time, looking at Jiangxiao's embarrassment, the pressure he brought to Zhaoshi was not as great as before.

"Have you two not been to school yet?" Zhaoshi asked.

Jiangxiao was curious: "What is a private school?"

The teachings within Tianshui Sect are divided into two systems: academic courses and cultivation courses.

Among them, the training class is to teach the disciples all the knowledge related to cultivation, including the introduction of Qi into the body for new disciples, promotion at each stage, and the selection of specialization direction after the golden elixir stage.

Academic courses are divided into two types, one is basic text teaching, and the other is academic study and cultivation related aspects, such as archeology, studying new elixirs, and studying how the world was formed...

When both academic courses and practice courses are mastered to a certain extent, they will achieve the same goal and complement each other.

Further academic theoretical research requires the practical results of senior monks.

If senior monks want to go further, they also need deeper academic theoretical knowledge.

However, because the disciples recruited by the Tianshui Sect are all very talented and not many need to be enlightened, the Tianshui Sect does not have a special course to teach the most basic writing.

They classified this type of courses into the supporting schools of the Salesian School at the foot of the mountain, and students who needed to read and write went directly there to study.

The school teaches the children in the Salesian Home how to read, read, write and develop skills to ensure that they can live on their own in the spiritual world when they grow up.

When Zhaoshi joined the Tianshui Sect, he could only read a few simple words, so he went to a private school for a year before returning to Jiangyun Peak to continue practicing.

Jiang Yichen assumed that Jiangxiao was literate, and felt that Jiang Xin was too young and not yet old enough to practice, so he didn't send them to a private school.

Faced with the pleading eyes of the two little carrot heads, Zhao Shi took an uncomfortable step back.

He wanted to tell them in detail, but he didn't know how.

Help, it’s really torturous to have a company say so much information. (End of chapter)