Mr. You took two pills in front of Qin Shu, and his complexion improved significantly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qin Shu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that her elixir was still somewhat useful.
"Thank you for your advice, senior." Qin Shu gave him a bow.
Mr. You waved his hand cheerfully, "It's just a small effort. Besides, don't I also accept your benefits?"
He showed the elixir bottle in his hand to Qin Shu, but Qin Shu knew in her heart that the Yun she had comprehended for two years was not comparable to this bottle of three-flower nourishing elixir.
Qin Shu pursed her lips and wanted to say some words of gratitude, but she felt that in the face of real benefits, no matter how nice she said, they were all empty.
Mr. You looked at Qin Shu's expression and suddenly called her.
When Qin Shu came back to her senses, she saw Mr. You motioning for her to sit down and talk.
She sat down on the futon beside her, and Mr. You finally spoke, "My child, the essence and blood have been integrated into the Zixiao White Jade Sword. There are only three or four months left until the sword is completed."
Qin Shu was overjoyed. As expected, as long as she started practicing, time would pass quickly.
Mr. You smiled and said, "You are young, and it is indeed difficult for you to be locked up here for three years, but you are a very patient kid."
Qin Shu was also very happy to be praised by Mr. You.
Immediately afterwards, I heard Mr. You say again: "My child, there is not much time left. Will I tell you about Yun in the next few months?"
Qin Shu's eyes lit up when she heard this. Isn't this a pie delivered to her door?
She hurriedly bowed, "Thank you, senior, for your guidance, I am all ears!"
Mr. You said to her cheerfully: "You have understood Yun for two years, but what insights have you gained?"
Qin Shu thought for a while and said: "Junior vaguely feels that Yun is like breathing. Breathing can be controlled, and Yun can also be controlled. But at the moment...Junior doesn't seem to be that comfortable yet."
Mr. You was not surprised at all when he heard what she said.
If it were really that simple to control the aggregates, there wouldn't be a single divine weapon that couldn't be refined in this world.
"Son, maybe you used the wrong method?" Mr. You said.
Qin Shu frowned, "Did you use the wrong method? Please ask senior for advice."
"You can't use spiritual energy to control Yun..."
Qin Shu nodded slightly, and she was vaguely aware of it, so she tried to ask: "Is that using... the soul?"
Mr. You still shook his head, but Qin Shu suddenly had a flash of light in his mind and blurted out, "Is that using mental power?"
Only then did Mr. You laugh, "Yes, you have to use your mental power."
Spiritual power is a mysterious and mysterious thing, similar to the divine soul, but the divine soul at least has a shape, while spiritual power has no color or form and relies entirely on imagination.
And now we need to rely on this imaginary mental power to control the soul? It's really a bit difficult.
Qin Shu wanted to try it, but she was afraid that her Yun would affect the weapon refining, so she gave up.
I have been waiting for three years, and there is no need to wait for three months. I will wait until I get out.
Mr. You was not idle either, and told her in detail how to control the invisible mental power.
Qin Shu kept it in mind and waited to go out before talking.
At the same time, she thought of an old friend - Qian Ning.
Qian Ning was born in Central Continent and later became a disciple of Xuantian Sect. He was also the only monk Qin Shu knew who used spiritual power.
Take advantage of others and make up for your own shortcomings.
This is the creed that Qin Shu believes in.
She took out the jade slip and found that she had received a bunch of messages, mostly greetings from friends and teachers.
Qin Shu directly found Qian Ning and sent him a message, asking him how to improve his mental power.
After the message was sent, he responded to the messages sent by other friends and teachers one by one.
Finally, her eyes fell on the column belonging to the big snake.
That column is blank, and I don’t know what the big snake is doing now?
Qin Shu thought for a moment and put away the jade slip.
Forget it, the Zixiao White Jade Sword will be repaired in three months. It won't be too late to contact him again after three months.
In this way, she listened seriously to Mr. You's lectures for two hours every day, and three months passed by in a flash.
In the past three years, Mr. You has also experienced firsthand that high comprehension is a rare talent.
Even if some people have poor qualifications, their high understanding can make up for many shortcomings.
What's more, this fellow Daoist Qin not only has good qualifications, but also has good understanding.
He gave her the last lesson and left a message at the end.
"You are also my junior. If you have anything you don't understand in the future, just ask."
Qin Shu looked grateful. She could feel Mr. You's unreserved attitude.
He said almost as much as he could comprehend, without any concealment.
To be blunt, she learned more from Mr. You than from her master...
Mr. You's timing was just right. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar from the blast furnace.
Mr. You said to Qin Shu with an expected look on his face: "My child, this sword is about to be released. Whether it can be repaired successfully or not, there is still one last step to go."
Qin Shu suddenly became nervous when she heard what he said.
"Do you need anything else from the juniors?"
Mr. You stood up. Although his hair was gray, his back was very straight, looking like a fairy.
"After I turned on the furnace, thunderclouds began to rise outside the house. Whether the repair can be successful depends on whether the thunderstorm can be overcome. I am willing to help you, but... there is one thing, you have to promise me."
Qin Shu hurriedly clasped her fists and said, "Senior, you are as kind as a mountain to me. If you ask me, just say it!"
Mr. You stroked his beard, but still looked cheerful, "You don't need to be nervous, kid. It's not a big deal. It's just my good grandson. I'll need you to take care of me more in the future."
Qin Shu quickly agreed, "Don't worry, in the past, the juniors didn't take it seriously, but in the future they will definitely watch You Zijin while practicing."
After receiving Qin Shu's words, Mr. You nodded slowly, "With your words, I feel relieved."
He stretched out his hand, and a layer of golden light appeared on his palm. The aura on his body moved, and the lid of the blast furnace was lifted. The Zixiao White Jade Sword flew out of the blast furnace like a swimming dragon.
There was a sound of sword sound, and Qin Shu could feel the excitement and eagerness to try.
There was a flash of light on its body, and the originally solid doors and windows seemed to be made of paper, but in an instant, the Zixiao White Jade Sword broke out of the window.
Mr. You and Qin Shu followed closely behind. Outside the house was a strong wind that had not been felt in three years, and overhead were thunderclouds that Qin Shu had never seen before.
It was thicker than when she broke through the out-of-body stage, and there was a golden edge on top of the dark clouds.
The pressure coming from it made Qin Shu almost kneel on the spot.
This... what level of thunder cloud is this?
What level of sword is the successfully repaired Zixiao White Jade Sword?
