After a long while, Liu Canjun said again: "Senior, we naturally have no right to interfere with your personal grudges. But, senior, do you have to give us an explanation for your conflict with the Princess and His Highness?"
"Oh."
Lao Xiao even sneered, "Even Prince Rong's Mansion didn't ask for this explanation from our sect, but your state government office actually came to ask for this explanation?"
Liu Canjun was speechless again.
What he said was indeed inappropriate, and he only said it out of urgency just now.
He really felt uncomfortable being suppressed by Lu Liang and Lao Xiao like this. But he forgot that the main conflict in this matter was between Prince Rong's Mansion and Lu Fang, and had nothing to do with the Yamen of the Prefecture.
He showed some sarcasm and said, "So, I'm disturbing senior."
After saying that, he stood up and said to Lu Liang: "Magistrate Lu, I will take my leave first. I will report the matter to the magistrate Zhizhou truthfully."
There's nothing wrong with this, but it doesn't mean it's a warning to Lu Liang.
Lu Liang only smiled softly and said, "Please do."
Liu Canjun walked out the door with some anger.
Lu Fang was in a good mood, "Brother, I will go back to the room to rest first."
He hummed a song, looking carefree, "Today is a good day, everything you want can come true..."
Liu Canjun's steps paused slightly.
"The hatred value from Liu Mao is 66!"
A reminder popped up in Lu Fang's head, causing him to take a deep look at Liu Mao's back.
Just for this matter, Liu Mao actually hated himself. If he said that he had nothing to do with He Zhengci, it would definitely be impossible.
Seeing Liu Mao's hurried steps, Lu Fang sang even more cheerfully.
He was indeed in a good mood, not only because Liu Mao suffered in front of Lu Liang and Lao Xiao, but more importantly, because of the huge gains in worship points.
Now his worship value has returned to the value of 340,000, and it is still rising, and is about to approach the height of 350,000.
Ever since the poem competition was not over, the reminders in his mind had almost never stopped. Although most of the values were low, they added up to an astonishing number.
Lu Fang knew that this must be because the onlookers from before were helping him promote the poetry contest for free.
A big tree attracts the wind, and I attract admiration. Another idea came to my mind.
When Liu Mao's figure was out of sight, he turned to look at Lao Xiao and smiled shyly, "Master, can you teach me all your mental skills?"
Lao Xiao looked at him sideways and snorted: "You have very low skills and poor understanding. Even if I teach you, will you remember it?"
Lu Fang was stunned immediately.
What's going on with this old man?
He said before that he had a very good understanding, but he was wrong. Why did he change his mind now?
Then he saw Lao Xiao glance at Lu Liang intentionally or unintentionally.
He immediately understood that Lao Xiao probably didn't want Lu Liang to know about his extremely good understanding.
But why?
He chuckled, "Take your time! Come on, Master, go to my room and talk."
Lao Xiao nodded and followed Lu Fang to the room.
Lu Liang showed some doubts, but he didn't take it to heart. He never thought that Lu Fang could have any attainments in martial arts or write poetry. That was already a matter of smoke rising from his ancestral grave.
As soon as he arrived in the room, Lao Xiao asked Lu Fang: "Have you fully understood the second-level mental method?"
"It's transparent."
Lu Fang nodded and said.
Even Lao Xiao took the initiative to ask, so he didn't bother to hide it.
There was a look of emotion in Lao Xiao's eyes, "You are really a genius. Anyway, today I will teach you all the mental techniques of Guanchao Sutra."
Lu Fang chuckled, "Master, you are finally willing to tell me the name of this mental method."
Lao Xiao said: "From now on, you will be the direct disciple of my Guanchao Sect, and you will also be the only disciple. However, you must not show your identity to others easily, otherwise it will bring you big trouble."
Lu Fang didn't know what past this involved, but he nodded obediently, "Okay."
"well……"
Lao Xiao didn't know what he thought of, and sighed softly, "Sit down, I will teach you the mental method."
Lu Fang sat cross-legged on the ground.
"Congratulations to the host, you have acquired the third level of the Tide Watching Sutra."
"Congratulations to the host, you have acquired the fourth level of the Tide Viewing Sutra."
"Congratulations to the host, you have acquired the fifth level of the Tide Viewing Sutra."
"..."
"Congratulations to the host, you have acquired the ninth level of the Tide Viewing Sutra."
An afternoon passed like this.
As Lao Xiao used the Guan Tide Sutra to circulate the inner energy in Lu Fang's body, Lu Fang gradually learned all the nine levels of Guan Tide Sutra.
Along the way, there will often be reminders about how much worship someone’s contribution is worth.
When Lao Xiao withdrew his hand, Lu Fang's skill bar had seven more levels of mental skills. And his worship value had already reached an astonishing number of 460,000.
These were all contributions given to him by people he didn't know.
Lao Xiao still asked him, "How many do you remember?"
Lu Fang scratched his head and said: "The mental method behind this is much more complicated than the previous one. I'm afraid I need Master to teach it a few more times."
He was still afraid of scaring Lao Xiao.
Lao Xiao nodded and stood up slowly, "How do you remember the third level of mental skills?"
Lu Fang said: "I remember everything."
Lao Xiao's eyes stagnated slightly, "Then wait until you have thoroughly studied the third level before you find me as a teacher... By the way, you must not jump to another level to practice, otherwise you will go crazy."
After saying that, he walked towards the door.
Lu Fang did not follow him, and still sat cross-legged on the ground, but frowned slightly.
In the process of Lao Xiao teaching him the Tide Viewing Technique just now, he not only received admiration points, but also hatred points from He Zhengci, He Chengcai and Liu Mao.
Liu Mao must have gone to He Zhengci's home again.
I just don't know what they discussed specifically.
But judging from the hatred value prompts that popped up from time to time, it was definitely aimed at himself and Lu Liang.
Those three bastards!
Lu Fang thought to himself that he had to give Lu Liang a warning.
Then, he put this matter behind him for the time being, exchanged his skills for skill points, and reached the full value of the third and fourth levels of the Chao Tide Sutra.
"Congratulations to the host, you have first glimpsed the third level of Guanchao Sutra."
"Congratulations to the host, you have entered the room on the third floor of Guanchao Meridian."
"..."
"Congratulations to the host, you have reached the peak of the fourth level of Guanchao Sutra."
The third level consumes 150,000 worship points, and the fourth level consumes 200,000 points. This is approximately a progression of 550,000 points per level.
He held back the remaining 110,000 adoration points in case of emergency.
After doing this, Lu Fang was dumbfounded for a long time, and then started to use the fourth level of the Guanchao Sutra to cultivate his inner energy.
His mental skills have improved by leaps and bounds because of his worship value, but his inner energy and talents are still in their infancy.
Through this practice, it was discovered that the speed of cultivating inner energy at the fourth level of the Guanchao Sutra was indeed much faster than that at the first level, at least several times the difference.
Until Fu'er's soft and waxy voice sounded outside the door, "Master, it's time to eat."