Seeing that the two teachers were about to quarrel again, Lu Jing looked helplessly at Professor Zheng aside, hoping that he would intervene to mediate.
But I didn't expect Professor Zheng to come forward, but it had the effect of adding fuel to the fire. He took advantage of the two colleagues to face each other and rushed to Lu Jingdao.
"Whether it is a talisman or a magical weapon, they are all foreign objects. What practitioners really rely on is spells. Well, when it comes to the practice of spells, I am naturally not as good as Professor Deng, but I have some spells on hand that even he doesn't know. If you are willing to be my disciple, I can teach you these spells and guide you in the cultivation of your secret power."
The two teachers were furious when they heard this. Before they could decide the winner, they unexpectedly were robbed by a man named Zheng.
Moreover, Professor Zheng didn’t care if he opened his mouth. Professor Cui on the other side, a teacher of weird things, actually joined in the fun with a shy face, “You can also consider following me. I can give you some very practical weird things.”
Of course, the four of them knew that they were acting a little too eagerly, and even a little embarrassed, but there was no reason why they were so anxious.
Lu Jing's perfect foundation building is so eye-catching. It is the only one in the history of spiritual practice. If you miss this village, it is basically impossible to have another store. The other four people have realized that today is theirs. Best chance.
Because only the four of them were present when Lu Jing completed the foundation building test, it was considered a first-come-first-served basis. If some time passes and other teachers in the academy know about it, there will only be more people trying to rob them. The chances are even smaller.
Professor Zheng was really anxious this time.
He wanted to accept Lu Jing as his disciple not only because of Lu Jing's qualifications, but also because he wanted to know more about the legendary perfect foundation and do more research in this area, so that he could further his understanding of the secret power, and maybe he could... Writing a book to benefit future generations can be regarded as a life worth living.
Thinking of this, Professor Zheng no longer cared about his dignity. He pretended to cough a few times and then said, "Everyone, I didn't close the window when I went to bed last night. I may have caught some wind and cold. I will stop here today. I'm sorry to see you off so far."
Lu Jing was the first to stand up when he heard this, but he heard Professor Zheng say urgently, "No, no, you stay, I... How can I, a teacher, be sick and you, a disciple, abandon me?"
As soon as he said these words, the other three people cursed in their hearts.
They didn't expect Professor Zheng to have such no bottom line. He would blatantly evict people just because this was his residence. This was almost rogue.
However, seeing how shameless he was, the other three people also sneered. None of them got up from their positions and left obediently. It was obvious that they planned to become a guest in Professor Zheng's residence.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting tense, Lu Jing suddenly said, "Well... I have actually chosen a direction."
"What direction?" The four of them were stunned when they heard this, and they didn't care about making each other angry.
"Swordsmanship." Lu Jing spat out three words and showed the flying sword hidden in his sleeve.
"Sword-controlling skills? Where did you learn it?" Professor Cui was startled.
"Oh, this sword-controlling technique is called Qingguang Yueyingjian. It was passed down to me by Senior Gu Zhongling when I was in Biyoudongtian." Lu Jing said.
After hearing what he said, many people subconsciously wanted to refute, telling him that practicing sword control is completely harmful to people. Although it is amazingly powerful after mastering it, most people may not see any results after working hard for several years. It is not like learning other things. Just use it.
But then I thought about it, it might be difficult for other people to practice sword control, but for Lu Jing, a stranger with a perfect foundation, it might be much easier than imagined. He might be able to get it in three to five years. Come to face the enemy, and the more powerful his sword-controlling skills will be, the more powerful he will become. From this point of view, sword-controlling skills are really suitable for him.
But having said that, these instructors still felt that it was a pity that Lu Jing only practiced sword control, so they all advised him to practice something else. Anyway, he had built a perfect foundation, so no matter what he practiced, he should get twice the result with half the effort.
Lu Jing couldn't stand the teachers' tough talk and could only say that he would think about it carefully in the future.
In fact, it's not impossible to learn more, especially since he has more secret power than the four of them imagined, and he recovers it every day, but Lu Jing has been really busy recently.
The secret power and internal power problems had to be solved, and they had to find ways to make money and pay off debts. There was really no time to learn other things. The four of them persuaded for a while, but seeing Lu Jing's firm attitude, they could only give up in frustration.
After finally escaping from Professor Zheng's courtyard, Lu Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
Then I ran to Uncle Chen to collect the three thousand taels of errand fees that I had been thinking about.
Then I took a look at the sky and saw that there was still some time, so I went to Jinghu Valley again.
He just protected the Dharma at Dongmen Weilan yesterday, so there was no need to worry, so Lu Jing went to see Hanshanke this time.
The poison pill that the latter promised to refine for him was progressing quite smoothly, which made Lu Jing a little unbelievable. According to Hanshanke, he had basically prepared the poison pill that Lu Jing needed.
It's just that the efficacy of this poisonous elixir is still unstable. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't, so Hanshanke is still adjusting the dosage of various herbs in the pharmacy in order to achieve ultimate success.
When Lu Jing went to see him last week, Hanshanke told him to hurry up. This also made Lu Jing quite excited. Although he had made a series of preparations to become a monk of the Second Palace, of course he still didn't want to advance if he didn't. Those who advance are better.
So Lu Jing would go to Jinghu Valley every now and then during this period to see how Hanshanke's poison elixir was being refined and if there was anything he could do to help.
Han Shan Ke was still the same as before, not caring about anything except refining elixirs. For lunch, he and A Bao ate a few taros, and most of those taros went into A Bao's stomach. Han Shan Ke ate more. Wenya was still chewing, but on the other side, Abao had already finished the whole pot.
In the end, Hanshanke ate the two he had, but he had no intention of re-steaming the pot, so he finished eating and sat next to the alchemy stove again.
Lu Jing said hello to him and Abao beside him, and then he couldn't wait to ask, "How about it?"
"As soon as three or two days, or as slowly as four or five days, you can get what you want." Hanshanke said leisurely.
"Really?" Lu Jing was surprised.
"I can't beat you, why are you lying to me, but what do you want to do with this poison pill?" Hanshanke asked curiously.
"Well...you were targeted by someone from the Jingzi Guard. I didn't even ask you who you were."
"It's hard to refute this."
"Anyway, just help me refine the poison elixir as soon as possible, but I have something else to do these two days. I may have to go out. I will come to you as soon as I come back."
Hanshanke heard this and waved his hand, "You can just go about your business, I'm right here and I can't run away."
