Seeing Li Mingru's shocked eyes, Lin Xiaolu put his hands in his pockets, with the word "pull" written all over his face.
"How about it, boss, am I particularly good? Haha, I knew it."
The girl Li Miaoxin also looked at her master curiously, wondering about Lin Xiaolu's talent.
Under the gaze of the elder and the younger, Li Mingru sighed and asked, "Xiaolu, are you and Xiaoyu'er really biological brothers and sisters?"
"Yes." The boy replied timidly.
"Okay." Li Mingru nodded, feeling that he was indeed asking too much. He picked up these two dolls by himself. In fact, even if they have no talent and cannot practice, it is normal. It's just that Xiao Yu'er is too amazing. It made me have some expectations for Lin Xiaolu, but this was totally unreasonable.
He looked at Lin Xiaolu calmly and said: "Xiaolu, you have too much qi in your life, and you are destined to be unable to practice. After a year, you may change from an inner sect disciple to an outer sect disciple, because you cannot step into Qi Condensation." layer."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiaolu and Li Miaoxin were stunned at the same time, and Lin Xiaolu looked at Li Mingru in surprise.
"Boss, are you saying I'm useless?"
"yes."
"Is there no room for salvation?"
"No."
The arrogance and domineering look on the boy's face quickly faded, and Li Miaoxin froze completely, looking at Lin Xiaolu in surprise.
Xiao Yu'er next to her didn't quite understand what was going on, and her eyes were blank.
Looking at the lost boy, Li Mingru coughed and comforted softly: "Don't be so depressed Xiaolu, even if you become an outer disciple and stay in Emei as a mortal, you are still the disciple of the master.
In Emei, no one will bully you, and your sister will also become a big shot in my star-catching lineage in the future. Don't worry, with your teacher here, you will definitely have a worry-free life, a prosperous and healthy life. "
Lin Xiaolu's little face was still full of disappointment and frustration. Xiao Yu'er seemed to feel his unhappiness, gently pulled Lin Xiaolu's sleeve, and called out softly: "Brother."
After a long time, Lin Xiaolu suddenly sniffed and snorted again: "Isn't it just that I can't be a god? What's the big deal? It's enough that my sister is a god."
Seeing the boy's forced smile, Li Miao couldn't bear it. She couldn't help but look at Li Mingru and asked: "Master, my younger brother is very interested in the methods we practice. Can he learn some small magical powers or something?"
Li Mingru shook his head and explained truthfully: "If Xiao Yuer is the most talented genius I have ever seen, then Xiaolu is the most useless good-for-nothing I have ever seen.
The useless...the despairing kind. "
These words were very destructive and made Lin Xiaolu look blank. He felt that his boss was really too much and showed no mercy to him at all.
Huh, isn’t it just that you can’t cultivate immortality? If you don’t cultivate, you won’t cultivate.
Li Miaoxin knelt down with pity, took Lin Xiaolu's little hand and comforted: "It's okay, little junior brother, bullying people is not a good thing in itself. From now on, you will be a good boy.
Grow up well in Emei, and when you become an adult, my senior sister will find you a good match in the mortal world, marry you, have children, and protect you throughout your life. "
Xiao Yu'er also looked at her brother eagerly. She didn't quite understand what happened, but she felt her brother's loss.
Li Mingru also sighed again. If both brother and sister were useless, then Xiaolu might not feel too uncomfortable, but the younger sister is a genius and he is a useless person. This feeling of difference is very hurtful, but there is no way, maybe, This is the little deer's life.
And from the moment Xiao Yuer stepped into the first level of Qi Condensation, the brother and sister were destined not to be in the same world.
Practitioners can transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their own spiritual energy through practice, which can prolong life and achieve a certain degree of immortality.
With a talent like Xiao Yu'er's that is rare in the world, as long as there are no mistakes and he practices well, he will have no problem living for more than a thousand years.
As for Lin Xiaolu, he will surely grow old with the passage of time in the future, and will turn into a handful of loess in less than a hundred years at most.
When you practice immortality, once you enter the immortal gate, it is as deep as the sea. From then on, all relatives are separated.
From the moment you step into the fairy gate, everything in the mortal world will become a passing cloud and remain forever in your memory.
So even though the relationship between the brother and sister is so good now, one day, Lin Xiaolu will only become an insignificant piece of the past, buried forever in Xiao Yuer's memory.
After all, a hundred years is too short for a life span of thousands of years...
"I don't want to get married and have children, I want to bully others!" Lin Xiaolu said to Li Miaoxin in frustration: "If I can't cultivate as an immortal, how can I bully others and collect protection fees in the future?"
Li Miaoxin couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry. How obsessed is this little guy with bullying people and collecting protection money?
She smiled bitterly and said: "From now on, your junior sister will be a powerful person in the Immortal family. Who do you want to bully?"
"No!" Lin Xiaolu muttered in a playful manner, "I just want to bully others with my own skills and let others be my little brother."
After saying that, he looked at Li Mingru eagerly again and asked: "Boss, is there any way to make me very powerful without cultivating immortality?"
"Uh... no." Li Mingru replied concisely and concisely.
Lin Xiaolu was desperate, his young face full of loss.
"But there is another kind that can make you more powerful than most mortals, but only for mortals." Li Mingru suddenly spoke again.
Lin Xiaolu's eyes suddenly lit up again, and he said excitedly: "What method, boss?"
Li Mingru looked at the boy for a long time, and then said expressionlessly: "Martial arts."
Lin Xiaolu was a little confused. He didn't know what this martial art was.
Li Miaoxin on the side didn't quite understand either. She had been a disciple of Emei since she was very young. She had never heard of martial arts at all.
Seeing that his three apprentices were a little confused, Li Mingru slowly explained: "Martial arts is a method of improving combat ability by exercising one's body or practicing weapons.
The practice of this method is very painful, countless times more painful than our practice of heaven and earth spiritual energy.
When we practice the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, what we endure is loneliness and loneliness, and what we exercise is our state of mind.
When practicing martial arts, you endure physical torture and pain, but you exercise your mental will. "
Lin Xiaolu's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "If you put it this way, martial arts is almost the same as cultivating immortals?"
Li Mingru shook his head and stated a fact without mercy:
"Martial arts are learned by mortals who cannot practice. They have great limitations and a very low upper limit.
A mortal who has practiced martial arts for ten years is not as good as an ordinary monk who has practiced for one year.
Even those martial arts masters in the mortal world are vulnerable to us monks. Any monk in the foundation building stage can easily kill them, just like killing a dog!
Moreover, practitioners often have hundreds or thousands of years of life, but what about those who practice martial arts? No matter how high your martial arts skills are or how good your talent is, generally after the age of forty, your body will begin to decline and become weaker and weaker, until you will eventually turn into a pile of withered bones like other mortals.
Therefore, martial arts can only show temporary prestige among mortals. "
Lin Xiaolu looked confused when he heard this, and he asked a little unconvinced: "This, this is not fair.
Boss, I heard you say that practicing martial arts is very painful, and the effort required is only much more than practicing. But why can’t those who practice martial arts achieve the same skills as monks?
Shouldn't people reap what they sow? "
Hearing Lin Xiaolu's words, Li Mingru was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this guy could say such words as "no pain, no gain".
It's a pity that the truth is this truth, but reality often trumps truth. After all, only the weak will reason.
Li Mingru looked at the seven-year-old child in front of him and felt unbearable, but still told a cruel fact: "Effort and diligence are a joke in themselves in the face of real talent."
