In one corner of the hall, there is a pile of heavenly books.
Peng Youyou wondered what Yao Yaner could do. He saw her flipping through the pages of the high-stacked silk book.
Just as Peng You was about to speak, Yao Yaner gently pressed her delicate fingers to her thin lips, signaling Peng You not to speak.
Yao Yan'er turned her hands lightly, moved her spiritual eyes slightly, and quickly scanned the pages of densely packed words and symbols.
The silk book, which was originally hundreds of layers high, gradually became shorter and lower as it was turned over. Every time Yao Yaner flipped through a page, she turned it over and put it neatly on one side.
After about half an hour, Yao Yan'er was already squatting on the ground. There were only a dozen pictures left there. She was too lazy to get up. After browsing one picture, she reached out and handed it to Peng You who was standing aside.
After Peng You took it, he put it back and forth neatly like Yao Yan'er's silk. He was puzzled when he saw Yao Yan'er reading so quickly.
But when I saw Yao Yan'er frowning slightly and twitching her pink lips, she was extremely serious, and I liked her very much.
Yao Yaner reads a book and Peng You looks at her.
When there was the last piece of silk on the ground, Yao Yan'er picked up the piece of silk and stood up, her big eyes flashing back and forth.
Suddenly, Yao Yan'er laughed and said, "Brother Peng, I've finished reading it all!" As she spoke, she spread her hands to both sides and stretched.
Peng You took the last piece of silk and said with a smile: "Yan'er, you are really fast at reading. It's just that the skills of your Dongyi Immortal Master are not of the same lineage as my Chinese swordsmanship. This Tianshu swordsmanship and even high-level skills, for a moment, It’s also difficult to practice.”
Yao Yan'er smiled and said: "I don't practice these sword techniques. The technique of controlling the wind and controlling the sword was also forced by my father and master to learn."
Peng You asked suspiciously: "Then why are you reading this book?"
Yao Yan'er giggled and said, "Of course it's for my dear brother Peng."
Peng You smiled, not quite understanding, and said, "Why do you want to see it for me?"
Yao Yan'er replied: "Just now I heard your master tell you to pick up a book every three to five days. I thought you wanted to go to Dongyi with me to play. If you are not here in Xuanyuan Palace, it would not delay you in picking up the book and reading it. "
Peng You said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, the Tianshu swordsmanship is extremely exquisite. Even if I go out for half a month and practice it repeatedly with one sword, I will still be better."
Yao Yan'er shook her head and said: "If you put it this way, how many years and months will it take to complete the training? Besides, if I have to wait half a month to read a page of a book, if I were the person who read it, I would die in a hurry."
Peng You frowned slightly and said, "If that's not the case, what should we do?"
Yao Yan'er chuckled and said, "It's very simple, you just need to look into my eyes."
Peng You's heart moved when he heard Yao Yan'er's words. He immediately thought of the two previous times when Yao Yan'er said this, when he fell into darkness and encountered adventures.
It was only at this time that the two of them fell in love with each other. Although Peng You had some thoughts, he put aside his worries and looked into Yao Yan'er's eyes as he was told.
Yao Yan'er lightly snapped her fingers, and instantly, Peng You fell into the endless darkness.
Oh, it's bright and clear.
Peng You seemed to be suspended in a vast and boundless sky. Looking up, down, left and right, everything was pure white.
Peng You shouted softly: "Yan'er, where is this? Is it deep in my memory?"
Yao Yaner's laughter came, and she said: "No, this is the realm of my memory. Don't be in a hurry. It will be ready soon."
When Peng You was confused, he suddenly saw many objects flying in the distance in front of him. When he got closer, Peng You could see clearly that they were hundreds or thousands of pieces of silk.
Those brocade silks hung in the air, spread out suddenly, and circled around Peng You, like a long painting.
Peng You looked intently at the silk fabric a few steps away, which seemed to have writing on it. He hurriedly asked: "Are these silk fabrics written in heaven and written on swordsmanship?"
Yao Yan'er's voice came, and she said: "Exactly, these heavenly books are already in my head."
Peng You praised: "Yan'er, you are so awesome, you can never forget it."
Yao Yan'er smiled and said: "The teacher said that you only need to use the spiritual knowledge she taught. Memory and other things are just pediatrics." She added: "Look quickly."
A piece of silk flew in front of Peng You, and what was written on it was the introductory foundation-building method and starting point of Tianshu Sword Art.
Peng You smiled and said: "Then from now on, as long as I look into your eyes, I can read all the contents on these silks one by one?"
Yao Yan'er smiled and said: "I was flipping through the book just now, and when you stared at me, I had already completed the in-depth part of the dizziness, so now it is even simpler, I only need to give a hint."
Peng You was puzzled: hint?
The piece of silk hanging in front of Peng You suddenly flew straight towards Peng You's face. Peng You avoided it, but did not feel the silk hit him. It was just that if a breeze blew on his face, the silk disappeared.
Yao Yan'er clapped her hands lightly, and Peng You fell into darkness again. The surrounding area suddenly became brighter, and he returned to the palace.
In front of Peng You were still neatly stacked silk heavenly books. He said, "Yan'er, what happened to me just now?"
Yao Yan'er smiled crookedly and said, "Think about it quickly, what is the content on the first page of Tianshu Sword Technique?"
Peng You shook his head and smiled: "You were reading a book just now. I was only looking at you, but I didn't read a single page."
As he said this, he suddenly frowned and said, "Why can I recall in my mind the basic foundation-building techniques and momentum of the Heavenly Book Sword Technique?"
Yao Yan'er nodded and smiled: "I will further induce you into a dazzling state, and then use the contents of the Heavenly Book that I remember as hints to inject into your mind, and you will remember it, and ah, it will be very difficult to forget!"
Peng You frowned and said with a smile: "It's very strange."
Yao Yan'er patted Peng You on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "Peng'er, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. I will teach you more in the future." Yao Yan'er giggled after saying this.
Seeing her playful look, Peng You also pretended to say, "Thank you, Master Yan'er."
Yao Yan'er covered her mouth and smiled: "Forget it, you call me old. From now on, if you take me with you, it will be equivalent to taking this base of books with you."
Peng You smiled and said, "Of course that's good."
Yao Yan'er held her chin and said, "But I can't give you hints all at once. I'm afraid your little brain won't be able to bear it. Take your time and give you all the books in a few days."
Peng You hummed and said, "It's getting late, I'll go have lunch with you."
Yao Yan'er nodded: "Let's turn this silk over and restore it to its original state."
Peng You bent down and turned the folded silk over. Yao Yan'er saw the top cover and said with a smile: "These calligraphy and paintings are very beautiful. Can I take one back?"
Peng You smiled and said, "Master agrees, so of course it's okay."
Yao Yan'er reached out to pick up the piece of silk and was about to put it on her waist when she came across the parchment scroll that Peng You had drawn for herself. She smiled and said, "There's nowhere to put it. Brother Peng, take it first." She handed the silk to Peng You.
Yao Yan'er seemed to have thought of something. She took out the parchment scroll from her waist, unfolded it, and stared at the beauty in the painting, ah! Yao Yan'er felt her scalp numb and her hands trembled slightly, shaking along with the painting.
Seeing that Yao Yan'er seemed frightened, Peng You asked quickly: "Yan'er, what's wrong?"
Yao Yan'er said tremblingly: "The woman in this painting is indeed not me!"
