"Senior, then I'll start teaching?"

‘Tell me.’

Old Man Ge bowed to Ba Dan, turned around, his smiley face gradually became serious.

Fourteen children stood together, waiting for the immortal's instructions.

Some are nervous, more exciting and difficult to hide.

Old Man Ge's eyes stayed on everyone's face for a moment, with scrutiny.

The children began to get nervous.

Some of the small fists were clenching the corners of their clothes, some clutching the edges of their trousers, and their fingers were nervously hooked together repeatedly.

Old Man Ge looked at it one by one until he saw a little girl with a expressionless face.

Old Man Ge looked at him a little longer than before, but the girl still kept calm.

Old Man Ge finally looked at the little girl deeply, and his eyes swept across the remaining people's faces.

“There is only one course for this month, which is to enter into meditation.

If you want to study, you need to pay a low-grade spirit stone. If you can't pay the spirit stone, you can use labor instead. Can anyone hand it over?"

Fourteen children took out a spirit stone from their respective spirit stone pockets.

Ge Laodao waved his hand and bought fourteen spirit stones.

Then fourteen rolls of cloth fell on fourteen futons.

"Sit on the futon, open the picture in the clouds, and visualize."

Hearing the order, the fourteen children sat down one after another and opened the cloth roll.

Badan couldn't help but say, "Where is mine?"

Ge Laodao was stunned, "I only have fourteen scrolls in my hand. If you want to read it, you can only read one with others."

Badan came to the little fat man.

The little fat man was very excited when he saw the fairy sword coming to him. He generously spread the scroll and looked at it with Ba Dan.

The Badan spiritual consciousness swept through the scroll, and the barrier appeared on the scroll, bounced Badan's spiritual consciousness away.

If you can't use spiritual consciousness, you can only use your naked eyes.

The art of borrowing eyes.

Badan saw the scroll through the sight of the fat man.

At the same time, the little fat man's emotional information was also conveyed to Ba Dan, nervous, excited, at a loss, and excited...

And in the eyes of the fat man, the scroll became more and more vague, and the clouds became heavier and heavier.

Badan removed the eye-borrowing technique and changed his target.

Different people see different pictures. Some people see clouds and fog, while others have a vague figure in front of them.

Ba Dan changed several times in a row and finally saw the clearest one.

The person in the painting looks the same as the person who is watching the painting, and he sits cross-legged on the futon and meditates.

The girl looked at it for a long time and learned to meditate by closing her eyes as the person in the painting.

The sight is dark.

Badan removes the art of borrowing eyes.

"Xian Chang, I saw the clouds and mists, and the continuous flowing clouds and mists, and it felt like I looked up at the sky."

"I saw it, too."

“So too.”

"Did Xianchang let us see the clouds?"

Old man Ge ignored everyone's questions, his eyes only fell on one person.

That was also the only person in the thatched cottage who began to meditate and meditate.

Everyone also followed his gaze.

"Is she meditating?"

"I don't know, you seem very happy to see the fairy."

Soon, someone put down the scroll of his fingers and learned to meditate by closing his eyes in the girl's posture.

After a cup of tea, people kept opening their eyes.

Their faces were confused, and some even started yawning.

"Have she not opened her eyes?"

"So amazing, I'll continue."

After a few cups of tea, the girl suddenly opened her eyes.

Ge Laodao, who had been silent, finally spoke, "Today's class ends here, you can take the picture scroll back to continue to comprehend."

[Option 1: Return to the sword pool, reward: Golden Pill (lower grade of Earth Immortal)]

[Option 2: Hidden body and follow the only person who has realized meditation, rewarding random survival skills]

The mission is coming.

Choose two.

Fourteen outer disciples climbed the paper crane and bid farewell to the immortal.

Paper cranes rise up riding on the wind.

"Did you see clouds?"

A girl came to the only girl who had successfully meditated in class.

"I saw myself."

"You yourself?"

The girl quickly took out the scroll and watched it again, with only clouds and mist in her eyes.

"Why can't I see it, how did you see it?"

Everyone else held their ears up.

"You can see it carefully."

Everyone took out the scroll and watched it again.

But this time they saw clouds and mists.

"I can't see it, can I say it clearly?"

"Just look carefully."

Several exchanged their eyes and said nothing more.

Paper cranes fell in Ding Valley.

The girl got up and left alone.

Several girls wanted to follow, but were rejected.

After the girl left, several people gathered together whispered to each other.

"You said, is she true?"

"You are a fool, do you really believe it? They actually don't want to tell you."

"Wu Yan! How did you speak!"

"Am I wrong? If it is true, why can't you see it? You say it! In my opinion, she is just afraid that we will make her popular."

The speaker was very loud, and the girl, who had not yet walked away, paused for a moment.

But instead of stopping to argue with the person who talked, he accelerated his pace.

Woman...

"Hey, are you saying what Wu Yan said true?"

"I don't know, let's take a closer look when you go back."

"It's nothing to fake ones. If I were me, I wouldn't say it unless I gave me a spirit stone."

"Then I will work hard tonight and earn your spirit stone tomorrow."

"Maybe I'll do it first."

"Then I'll give you the spirit stone."

Man...
To be continued...