My friends are gods

Chapter 270 Give My New Disciple a Show
Frankly speaking, there is a certain degree of suspicion in Xiao Yixuan's heart, after all, this matter is too unbelievable, too unbelievable, mysterious and mysterious.

However, what happened before made her believe more in her heart.

She stood up, then solemnly knelt down to Song Qiming, and said respectfully, "I have met Master."

In fact, there is always a ceremony in apprenticeship.

But here at Song Qiming, all the ceremonies are kept simple, and he doesn't care about those red tapes at all.

Song Qiming waved his hand calmly and said, "Get up."

A soft spiritual energy, followed by waving, slowly radiated out, enveloping Xiao Yixuan, making her stand up involuntarily.

Her eyes were filled with shock.

"This!!"

He obviously didn't use any force, but somehow, it seemed as if something was dragging him up.

This is really amazing!

It's amazing that people can't believe it.

But this really happened before her eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Yixuan knew thoroughly that she was right to worship a teacher!

Song Qiming is really a practitioner.

Just talking about this method is so inconceivable, I really don't know, Song Qi... No, it's the master.

I don't know what skills the master has, and how much can I learn?
In Xiao Yixuan's heart, she had a longing for the road of cultivation, she stood respectfully, and she didn't know what to say, she was a little nervous now.

Song Qiming smiled lightly and said, "Go ahead with your work."

"what?!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yixuan was stunned.

I have kowtowed and called my master, but I was told to keep busy, right?

Isn't this just not teaching yourself?

Xiao Yixuan hurriedly said: "Master, why?"

She deliberately used the word "master" to remind Song Qiming that I am your disciple, you can't just be so irresponsible and ignore everything.

Song Qiming naturally knew what she was thinking, smiled slightly, and said, "Do whatever you need to do. I'll organize the exercises for you, and I'll give them to you when the time comes."

When Xiao Yixuan heard this, she immediately became excited.

It turns out that the master wants to prepare exercises!

Kung Fu!

These two words deeply stimulated Xiao Yixuan's nerves, making her feel that her heartbeat accelerated a lot.

Even though she has never been in contact with practice, Xiao Yixuan still knows the existence of exercises from major film and television dramas or various novels—this is a key to practice.

I don't know what exercises the master will give me.

Xiao Yixuan thought happily in her heart, her eyes became brighter and brighter, she bowed respectfully and said: "Disciple, leave."

Now the master told me to continue to be busy, so let's continue to be busy.

It's just right, let's prepare for the concert tonight.

Xiao Yixuan has already made a decision, from now on, she will not develop within the entertainment circle.

And this concert can also be called a farewell concert.

After Xiao Yixuan left.

Song Qiming lay on the bed, frowned slightly, thinking about what kind of exercises should be given to Xiao Yixuan.

He thought in his heart that it would be too tiring for every disciple to prepare a practice.

The best way is to create one that can be used by many people. Only in this way can a systematic cultivation method be formed, and there can be some communication with each other. Otherwise, the cultivation methods of each disciple are different, and the differences between each other The communication between them will not have much effect.

In practice, especially in terms of skills, if you miss a tiny bit, you will miss a thousand miles.

After thinking about it, Song Qiming had already made a decision in his heart.

With a slight wave of his palm in front of him, a faint light appeared.

Take out very simple rice paper, and draw fonts and illustrations on it.

Song Qiming, who had several experiences, completed a book of exercises in just 2 minutes this time.

"From now on, your name will be called Tianxuan Heart Sutra."

As Song Qiming's voice fell, the four characters "Tianxuan Heart Sutra" gradually appeared on the cover of the exercise, revealing a faint wave of spiritual energy.

There is nothing outstanding about the Tianxuan Heart Sutra.

But again, there are no shortcomings.

It can be said that all aspects of the Tianxuan Heart Sutra are balanced and suitable for most people to practice. In this way, Song Qiming will save a lot of trouble.

From now on, I will use this Tianxuan Heart Sutra to teach my disciples.

Unless after encountering that kind of talented or exceptionally gifted disciple, he is preparing a special exercise.

Other than that, no special preparation is required.

He casually put the Tianxuan Heart Sutra in his storage space.

Song Qiming glanced at the door.

The door panel has been kicked down completely, and the inside and outside can be seen clearly.

With a light wave of Song Qiming's palm, a faint aura surged out, wrapped around the door panel, and stood it up firmly.

At this time, Song Qiming stretched his waist and lazily sat up from the bed.

He stretched out his palm, and in the palm of his hand, a ball of flame suddenly appeared, and the flame was beating slightly.

Playing with fire in the dormitory, and still sitting on the bed, Song Qiming is probably No. 1.

While the flames were beating, Song Qiming took out the unused medicinal materials for refining Xuanshuang Dan, put them directly into the flames, and started refining.

Now that Xiao Yixuan has become his disciple, some meeting gifts still have to be given.

It just so happens that there are still some medicinal materials left in his hand, so he can refine some elixirs.

It's not as good as Xuanshuang Dan, but it's not much different.

The main material is Xuanshuang grass.

And Xiao Yixuan didn't have the body of Xuanyin, so of course it was impossible for Song Qiming to refine Xuanshuang Pill for her.

In this way, it is necessary to neutralize the properties of the medicine to make the effect of Xuanshuang Grass milder, so as to ensure that it will not hurt Xiao Yixuan, but the result of doing so is that the properties of the medicine are worse than the Xuanshuang Pill.

Song Qiming didn't bother to look for medicinal materials again, so he used this medicinal material to make it.

While the flame was beating slightly, the medicinal material was transformed into a liquid, and then condensed into a solid.

Gradually rounded, there are still some roughness on it, and then it becomes smooth again.

Soon, five pills were refined.

There are not many medicinal materials left, and five of them can be refined, which is considered acceptable.

The elixir is off-white, and it exudes mild medicinal properties.

Song Qiming smiled faintly, and said softly: "You are a simplified version of Xuanshuang Pill, so let's call you Little Xuanshuang Pill."

Very casually, I chose a name for this elixir.

It's just outrageously random.

Putting the Little Xuanshuang Pill into the storage space, Song Qiming had nothing to do, he could only lie lazily on the bed, bored.

Until seven o'clock in the evening.

Song Qiming stretched his waist and said to himself: "Give me a show for my new disciple."

(End of this chapter)