My best friend asked me if I was still doing system tasks.

Ruan Chayan seemed to understand something: "I think I understand what you mean. This is how I should learn to control beasts, right?"

Lin Zhuzui nodded and said, "Yes, let me give you an example."

When my junior uncle Ji Daoyun and I first started learning, we both studied the "Hidden Blade Manual". But now his swordsmanship is flexible and unpredictable, and every move is calm and cold, with a kind of refined detachment.

My swordsmanship is more rigid, with wide, sweeping moves and an awe-inspiring righteousness.

This is the sword intent that each of us has generated.

Besides Master Yuchen, the person I admire most is my junior uncle, but he is unable to teach me.

This is because our paths are different.

Ruan Chayan sighed, "It seems I should go to Yuexin Bridge for a few days of classes."

She knew before that everyone had their own path, but she didn't really understand the specifics of it.

The focus of the song is to help the two girls fully understand the knowledge instilled into their minds and to cultivate their practical skills. It doesn't talk much about their comprehension, as if it's because it's unreliable and might lead them astray.

Ruan Chayan had always felt that it was too far away and lacked a concrete image, but now, after hearing Lin Zhuzui's simple words, she seemed to have some vague ideas.

You still need to talk to people who specialize in cultivation. She doesn't have that kind of thinking. When she looks at the things on the jade slips, she only scratches the surface and doesn't get to the depth of the matter.

“That’s how it should be,” Lin Zhuzui said. “The steps you just took were also like that.”

Although I don't know what sword technique you're learning, you're clearly doing it backwards. Normally, your movements should become smoother as you practice the Qigong steps, but from a distance, it looks like you're getting more and more confused.

Ruan Chayan smiled shyly: "I really didn't have anyone to teach me before. After I finish my class at Yuexin Bridge, I'll go to the Sword Testing Arena to listen to some lessons and learn."

Lin Zhuzui nodded and said, "Once the new disciples have entered the sect, Elder Fang, the third elder of our Blade Echo Peak, will teach a basic course on sword cultivation. If you want to learn swordsmanship, you might as well go and listen to her class."

Ruan Chayan bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother Lin."

Lin Zhuzui said, "No need to be polite. We are all fellow disciples from the same sect, and besides, I didn't say anything."

His tone carried an unconscious deliberate undertone, "By the way, I wonder how you and Junior Sister Luo fared after you came out of the Invitation Fragrance Secret Realm?"

Junior Brother Sheng seems to have some lingering trauma; I wonder if it might develop into inner demons—it's truly terrifying.

"Xiaoxue and I are both fine. At that time, Senior Brother Sheng told us that the secret realm had caused irreversible damage to our bodies, but neither of us has felt any discomfort yet."

Ruan Chayan didn't realize it; she thought to herself that Lin Zhuzui was a person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Lin Zhuzui gave a dry reply and added, "I still need to be more careful. I don't feel anything wrong myself, but the elders at Xinglin Peak said my spiritual sense is damaged."

It must be a problem with that illusion mirror.

Ruan Chayan's expression turned serious upon hearing this: "Really? Hey, Senior Brother Lin, can we also go and take a look at Xinglin Peak?"

"of course can."

Lin Zhuzui said, "If you and Junior Sister Luo want to go see him, the First Elder and Third Elder of Xinglin Peak are physicians. The Second Elder is not an expert in this field, so don't disturb him."

Ruan Chayan thanked him again, and after a few polite words, Lin Zhuzui turned and left.

Ruan Chayan sighed as she thought about her embarrassing situation. She put away the jade slip, returned to her cave to cultivate, clear her mind, and planned to go to the Moon Heart Bridge to attend the lecture in a few days.

You can't figure it out on your own; you need a master to guide you through the door. Only then can you truly cultivate yourself.

That's why Luo Hanying, who was in Tong Zhixian's group, found it somewhat difficult to learn because she lacked a foundation.

Cheng Ji had noticed Luo Hanying for a long time. He had heard Tong Wei mention Luo Hanying, so he subconsciously observed this potentially problematic disciple.

"You guys hold on a minute, there's nothing wrong with your positioning..."

Cheng Ji stopped in front of Luo Hanying. "Your posture is wrong. Why don't you know how to get into position when you shoot an arrow? You need to release the force after shooting..."

The innocent Tong Zhixian interjected, "Senior Brother Cheng, this is our master's new junior sister. She hasn't learned it before, so we're thinking of teaching her the arrow formation first before teaching her the basics."

His voice trailed off as he spoke, and Cheng Ji’s eyes were full of disapproval: “Learning anything takes time and effort. If you don’t build a solid foundation, isn’t it just building castles in the air?”

Yang Yi patted Cheng Ji on the shoulder, telling him to say less and not be so harsh: "He didn't do it on purpose."

Luo Hanying stood there awkwardly, smiling stiffly.

Yang Yizhen smiled and said to Luo Hanying, "It's okay if you feel like you can't keep up now. In a few days, when the new disciples begin their studies, we will have basic courses. You can learn slowly with them then."

"Junior Sister Ye, come here. This is our new junior sister. She hasn't learned archery before, but you're an excellent archer, so please give her some pointers."

Ye Yuxiang has the gentle appearance of a woman from Jiangnan, but she speaks very frankly: "It's nothing, it's not a big deal."

"Junior sister, come over here with me, I'll explain the basics to you first."

In the evening, the two shared their takeaways and chatted about their future plans.

One lesson a day. A few days after the fall of the cold blossoms, I found a corner in the Wuyu Terrace and listened to the Confucian scholar's refined lectures for several days, feeling drowsy every day.

Ruan Chayan was not used to crowded places, so she silently practiced the incomplete secret techniques produced by the system, studied spells, and drew talismans.

The two of them managed to spend a few peaceful days.

*

The Moon Heart Bridge wasn't very large, but it was packed with people. Ruan Chayan didn't dare use her divine sense to look around, afraid of offending anyone. She only glanced at it and saw that the person giving the lesson was a female elder. Her voice traveled with her spiritual energy to every corner of the Moon Heart Bridge.

Ruan Chayan found a futon at the back to sit down. She held the peppercorns in her arms and took out the jade slip to prepare for the lesson.

Beside her was another male cultivator who was dozing off. Suddenly, the spirit beast in his arms seemed to sense something, abruptly opened its eyes, leaped up, and hugged Ruan Chayan's arm.

The male cultivator was startled to find his arms empty. He turned around and saw his spirit pet clinging to the female cultivator's arm, hissing.

Huajiao sat up angrily in Ruan Chayan's arms, squeaking in annoyance, and was about to reach out its paws to scratch at the spirit pet.

The male cultivator pleaded, "Ouch, ouch!" "Don't do it! Don't do it! Xiao Wu, what are you doing? I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

He tore the spirit pet off Ruan Chayan's arm.

The spirit pet named Xiao Wu looked somewhat like a sugar glider. It squeaked and struggled incessantly in the male cultivator's hands, looking quite angry.

Its anxious appearance made the male cultivator cover its mouth, saying, "Shh, shh, shh—keep your voice down! We're not in class, but others are! Don't make a scene!"

The male cultivator comforted his spirit pet while apologizing to his fellow disciples.

"I'm so sorry, I'm really so sorry." The male cultivator bowed and scraped, acting like a grandson, before putting Xiao Wu into his spirit beast pouch.