"Ah? Write down the exercises silently?"

Several people looked confused.

"Follow it without any objections," Lu Zhou said.

"Disciple, I obey."

The reason why Lu Zhou did this was because he was not sure that what these disciples learned was the complete method.

The missing part of the memory is most likely related to the apprentice. If the skills taught are missing, it will greatly hinder their progress in cultivation.

Lu Zhou nodded and left with a puff of sleeves.

The four of them looked at each other.

"Fourth brother, you have a shrewd mind...what will Master do this time?" Duanmusheng scratched his head and asked.

"How would I know……"

Ming Shiyin picked up the box and started studying it.

Compared with writing the exercises from memory, studying the box is more exciting.

Zhaoyue sighed: "Anyway, Master has indeed changed a lot."

"Fifth Junior Sister, you are much luckier than Junior Sister Tianxin. Junior Sister Tianxin's life or death is uncertain now, and I don't know if she can survive." Ming Shiyin said.

Zhaoyue heard this and said in surprise: "What's wrong with Junior Sister Tianxin?"

Ming Shiyin sighed and said: "She has fallen into a deep sleep... I don't want to ask more questions. I can't guess what the master is thinking."

"Master, aren't you simple-minded? You can't even guess it right?" Duanmusheng said.

Ming Shiyin widened his eyes and said, "Shh! Third senior brother, I never said that! Master is still very smart!"

"..."

Little Yuan'er seemed to have heard something and said loudly: "Oh, I see, you are saying that Master is stupid!"

"..."

Mingshi disappeared in a flash because he was holding the box.

Don't be afraid of opponents who are like gods, but be afraid of teammates who are like pigs.

In the Ming Dynasty, he came to a secluded place in the back mountain.

Put the box on the stone, touch your chin and look at it carefully.

This box was a little different from anything he had seen before.

No gaps, no chips, no lids...boxy!

"It doesn't matter what box you have, open all the heaven-level weapons!"

In the Ming Dynasty, when he raised his right hand, the parting hook sheath appeared in the palm of his hand.

Just wave it!

boom!

Sparks flew.

The parting hook sheath and case are both intact!

"So magical?" Ming Shiyin opened his eyes wide, "I'm so stupid. How could the thing master gave me be something simple?"

Ming Shiyin saw the groove on the top of the box.

Just as the sun was shining on it, a special pattern appeared in front of me.
Chapter completed!