32: Chapter 32 The cultivation technique is difficult to learn, and the spirit leaves are not given.

Xia Shaoxin climbed up from the grass outside the courtyard gate.

He had never seen such a person before.

He immediately realized that since the Chiyan Sect could easily receive huge sums of money, would an immortal sect Disciple be someone who lacked silver?

If they wanted to deal with me, why handle this matter separately?

It was truly my presumption.

However, he was also very curious. Since they were meeting for the first time and had no friendship, why would Senior Brother Shao Junwei help him hide his identity?

If it were according to the rules of Dawu Mountain, once a secret was known, one could only be killed.

Of course, Xia Shaoxin could not kill Senior Brother Shao Junwei; in his ignorant life, he had never encountered such a person.

"Perhaps this is what an immortal sect Disciple is like."

With an indescribable sense of admiration in his heart, he left Senior Brother Shao Junwei's courtyard.

He immediately went excitedly to the main hall, arriving at the wordless stele in a few steps, but it was still wordless.

He hurriedly took out his token and waved it at the wordless stele.

"Your heart is not sincere, how could you see the words!" A Senior Brother passing by behind him, seeing his strange actions, said coldly.

"What should I do?" Xia Shaoxin asked, turning back.

That person snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves, leaving.

Xia Shaoxin reached into his bosom, and just as he touched the silver banknotes, he suddenly realized: "The stele is an immortal sect treasure; it probably won't accept my money."

So he adjusted his clothes, held the token, knelt respectfully before the stele, and kowtowed three times, 'thud, thud, thud'.

In an instant, ten thousand rays of golden light flashed on the stele, and a large paragraph of text appeared.

At the top were five large characters: "Yangyan Circulation Technique".

He hurriedly read from the beginning.

The handwriting was very clear, and his eyesight was good, but the text was too archaic and truly difficult to understand.

He forgot what was written in the first line when he saw the second line; looking back, it felt like he was reading it for the first time.

Before long, 'thud', he fell to the ground and actually fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already dark, and mealtime had passed.

Looking at the stele again, the text had disappeared.

"I'll come back to read it tomorrow. Who can finish reading it in one day?"

Turning his head, he saw it was Nangong Yi.

"Senior Brother Shao called you over, and you were gone for so long. Do you not need to work anymore?"

Xia Shaoxin hurriedly apologized.

"Everyone is like this when they first arrive at the Chiyan Sect. Pay attention in the future; if you feel like you are about to faint, stop immediately. You are a mortal body; how can immortal sect profound techniques be so easy to comprehend!"

"Can I memorize it and copy it down?"

"Didn't I say last time? The reason the Senior wrote the Cultivation Technique on the stele instead of carving it into books is precisely to make you comprehend it."

"What is the logic behind this?"

"If I knew the reason, I would have comprehended the Cultivation Technique long ago and successfully practiced Qi!"

Xia Shaoxin had nothing to say and asked, "That Senior Brother Shao Junwei who carved the token for me, what is his background?"

Nangong Yi looked left and right, then whispered: "Senior Brother Shao is an Inner Sect Disciple who specializes in making Magical Artifacts. He has a bit of a strange temper; you shouldn't gossip about him behind his back."

Oh!

Xia Shaoxin returned to the courtyard, and everyone was meditating and Cultivating.

"In the future, when you go to read the Introductory Cultivation Method, don't look at it for too long. Remember your identity as a Utility Disciple; there must never be a next time." Nangong Yi said coldly.

Clearly, Xia Shaoxin had affected his Cultivation again.

But as the head of the Utility Disciple group, Nangong Yi had management responsibilities and had to use this time to find him and bring him back.

Utility Disciples were very busy every day and had no time to chat, so he went out.

Every night, after the Utility Disciples finished all their work, they would choose a wild place to Cultivate.

Xia Shaoxin had learned nothing. After eating his steamed bun and seeing the empty dormitory, he hurriedly closed the door, took out paper and pen, and began to write.

He quickly wrote the character "Yang", and although the handwriting was ugly, the strokes were correct.

When writing the second character "Yan", the fire radical on top was written smoothly, but the fire radical below seemed to be pulled by a force, making it even uglier.

For the third character "Liu", after finishing the water radical, the brush tip suddenly splayed, and the paper began to soak up the ink, turning into a blob.

The character "Zhuan" could not be written at all.

He couldn't help but be shocked. Could the Secret Manual of the Chiyan Sect really not be left on paper?

Unconvinced, he took out another piece of paper, didn't write the title, and started directly writing the first sentence he had memorized.

The first character was fine, but on the second character, the brush tip splayed again.

He was scared.

He hurriedly threw away the pen and paper.

He faintly felt that countless eyes were staring at him from all around.

After sleeping that night, he woke up and discovered that he couldn't remember a single word of the opening sentences he had memorized over the past few days.

He was absent-minded while working all day.

At noon, he found some time to go to the wordless stele, kowtowed many times with 'thud, thud' sounds, took out the token, and saw the words on the stele again, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

From then on, he honestly went to the stele to study and comprehend, never daring to think about taking shortcuts again.

After half a month, the Disciples of the Utility Courtyard were all in high spirits.

It turned out that it was the day to distribute the jade bamboo spirit leaf.

Everyone finished their work early, gathered in the courtyard, and Deacon Qin Wen, accompanied by two Inner Sect Disciples, brought a bamboo basket and came before them.

In the bamboo basket, there were many slender bamboo leaves, appearing as if covered by frost.

Looking closer, he realized it wasn't frost, but the soft white light emitted by the bamboo leaves.

Xia Shaoxin was very shocked.

At Dawu Mountain, he had also seen unusual medicinal herbs, but they did not emit white light; instead, they emitted a dark, rotten light, which looked poisonous at a glance.

These jade bamboo spirit leaves, overflowing with Spiritual Qi, completely captivated Xia Shaoxin.

"My one thousand taels of silver were worth it!"

I'll offer them as a sacrifice once I get them.

They are just glowing bamboo leaves; there is bamboo everywhere in the Chiyan Sect, I can eat them as a meal.

Each large room in the Nanxiang Courtyard Utility Courtyard had its leader step forward to collect them.

Deacon Qin Wen suddenly saw Xia Shaoxin and remembered that such a person existed, immediately asking: "I remember you only came ten days ago?"

"Yes, Deacon Qin."

"Have you learned the Cultivation Technique on the stele?"

"Shamefully, Junior has studied for ten days and hasn't finished reading it."

Deacon Qin Wen smiled slightly: "Then you cannot collect today's jade bamboo spirit leaf."

"Why?" Xia Shaoxin was shocked.

Nangong Yi came forward in the morning and handed back one of the ten leaves he had collected.

"This is mine!" Xia Shaoxin hurriedly grabbed Nangong Yi.

"You must consume the jade bamboo spirit leaf while practicing the Cultivation Technique to help break through physical limitations. You haven't even learned the Cultivation Technique, so consuming it is useless." Nangong Yi explained.

Xia Shaoxin hurriedly said: "Then give it to me now; can't I save it and use it in a few days?"

Nangong Yi shook him off forcefully, breaking free from Xia Shaoxin's hand, and said with some impatience: "These leaves will wither tomorrow. Do what you are told and don't talk nonsense!"

Everyone collected their jade bamboo spirit leaves, then closed their doors and went to Cultivate on their own.

Deacon Qin Wen couldn't be bothered to look at him and left with the two Inner Sect Disciples.

The large Utility Courtyard was left with only Xia Shaoxin.

This sudden turn of events stunned him.

A nameless anger rose in his heart.

Without another word, he rushed up the mountain and arrived before the wordless stele. He first kowtowed three times, the text appeared, and he stood straight and stared with wide eyes.

The learning effect was very poor; he remembered three and forgot two, struggling to learn one-third of it.

Every time he had to start from the beginning, reciting word by word.

The parts he had learned before were easy to recite, but as soon as he reached new characters he hadn't learned, he started to feel dizzy and could not concentrate.

"You are not of a pure body, so learning our Chiyan Sect's Cultivation Technique is especially difficult, and even if you learn it, it is hard to achieve success."

A voice suddenly came from behind.

Xia Shaoxin was interrupted and turned his head back in annoyance, but it was Senior Brother Shao Junwei.