In the past three days.

Little Yuan'er is copying the Taiqing Jade Slips.

I spent three days copying in the pavilion during the day, which made me suffer from backache and hand cramps.

You will be punished for wandering through the cave at night.

Fortunately, Xiao Yuan'er was honest and received the punishment.

No one else could help her, only Senior Sister Zhaoyue stayed by her side to comfort her.

"Senior sister...Master, is he really angry?" Xiao Yuan'er said after sorting out one hundred Taiqing Jade Slips.

"Master, this is for your own good... to save you from making mistakes in the future."

Little Yuan'er nodded and muttered: "Then how can I practice Brahma Ling in the future?"

"Practice is practice, but you can't strike without a measure... I don't have any problem with Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong being beaten. You are willing to deal cruel blows to your senior brothers and sisters. Can Master not be angry?"

"That's right. I'll be gentler next time."

"..."

After packing up the Taiqing Jade Slips.

Zhaoyue said: "Go."

"Hmm... Senior sister, wait for me to come back. I am very familiar with using Brahma Ling!"

"..."

Zhao Yue quickly waved her hand, signaling her to go quickly.

Little Yuan'er carried one hundred copies of Taiqing Jade Slips and walked towards Motian Pavilion.

Passing through the path, passing through the corridors and pavilions, we arrived at the main hall of Motian Pavilion.

When Little Yuan'er saw her master thinking about something, she walked over with a smile.

"Disciple, please pay your respects to Master!"

A pair of small hands held the hundred Taiqing Jade Slips above her head to express her attitude.

Lu Zhou turned around, took a look, and said, "Have you thought about it clearly?"

"Disciple will definitely respect his senior brothers and sisters and be filial to his master in the future!" Xiao Yuan'er said.

"Just think about it clearly...if you do it again in the future, you will never be leniently punished," Lu Zhou said.

"Disciple understands."

No matter how big or small you are in Motian Pavilion, you even have senior brothers and sisters to help you. When you enter the world and have sinister hearts along the way, who will protect you?

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years?

Lu Zhou was not sure whether he could exploit the loopholes in the system and live forever as he thought...

Especially after discovering that the price of prop cards would increase, he became extra careful not to use the cards lightly.

In her prime, little Yuan'er's journey of spiritual practice has just begun.

A teacher is someone who teaches, teaches, and resolves doubts.

It is not without reason that preaching should be placed first.

"Yuan'er, you are already sixteen...what do you wish for?" Lu Zhou asked, stroking his beard.

"My disciple has only one wish... May Master live a long life!"

This answer surprised Lu Zhou.

"Why?"

"Everyone says that Master's end is approaching and he will live for more than ten years at most. I don't believe it... they will all die of old age, and Master will not die either..." Xiao Yuan'er said.

This answer is surprising, which shows that this girl is not bad in nature.

Along the way, my little apprentice also helped me a lot.

Now that she has entered the realm of Yuan Shen Tribulation, with Brahma Ling, how can she be led astray.

I will slowly adjust it in the future, and I can look forward to the future.

"Yuan'er, have you ever thought about your family?" Lu Zhou asked.

Xiao Yuan'er shook her head and put down the Taiqing jade slip she was copying in her hand.

He doesn't seem to miss home very much.

Maybe it’s because I was still very young when I left home, and I’m used to staying in Motian Pavilion, so I don’t have a very clear concept of home.

"Master, my disciple has entered Motian Pavilion and knows the rules here." Xiao Yuan'er said.

Lu Zhou sighed softly: "You are different from your senior brothers and sisters... They have been alone and helpless since childhood, and there is no bond."

While the master and disciple were having a conversation, Ming Shiyin and Zhu Hong walked in together.

He bowed to Luzhou in greeting.

"Master knows things like a god. Lao Qi replied and promised to help us find Yun San." Ming Shiyin said.

"Okay." Lu Zhou responded with a single word.

Ming Shiyin glanced at the junior sister and said: "Master, the matter of the junior sister..."

Lu Zhou raised his hand, interrupted him, and said, "Fei Shujiang loves sword."

Ming Shiyin quickly bowed.

Lu Zhou continued: "See you in Anyang City."

Mingshi looked happy and said quickly: "Little junior sister, why don't you thank Master quickly?"

Little Yuan'er was confused, but still said: "Thank you, Master..."

Lu Zhou fluttered his sleeves and turned around to return to the secret room.

In his current situation, apart from studying the Heavenly Book, he is just drawing a lottery.

In the past few days, he has finally discovered... the system has as many pitfalls as there are pitfalls.

The lucky value has accumulated to 89 points, but there is no winning.

It is more practical to study the heavenly book.

Lu Zhou closed the system interface... and began the boring process of understanding.

The densely packed seal script symbols linger in my mind and keep circling.

Without the weird symbols, the seal script text looks extremely lively.

Time flies by.

The night passed before I knew it.

[Ding, you have read through the entire content of the Heavenly Book and the Human Script Scroll a hundred times and gained 100 merit points.]

Lu Zhou opened his eyes.

After reading it so many times and taking so long, did you finally figure out all the contents of the herringbone scroll?

This really made him unable to understand.

but……

He could clearly feel that his mental state was stronger than all previous times of enlightenment combined.

It's like returning to the state of my youth.

I touched my beard and my skin... but it still looked old.

Lu Zhou slowly stood up.

I moved my body a little...

He instinctively checked and found that there was not much change in his daily movements from before. In other words, the study of the Heavenly Book only made his mental state better.

Reminiscent of the scenes in which the Heavenly Book restrained witchcraft and Sanskrit music, Lu Zhou guessed that the Heavenly Book probably represents the power of spiritual will.

Lu Zhou looked at the system interface, and everything on the interface was as usual.

"Um?"

Lu Zhou saw the item card column, and a line of small text appeared: The price of item cards changes with the increase in cultivation level and number of purchases.

Looking at the price... it has indeed increased.

A critical hit sells for 800, an invulnerable hit sells for 600, and Lei Gang sells for 400.

Luzhou immediately felt that ten thousand alpacas were running past.

It’s too confusing.

It can be seen that the increase in the price of prop cards is not only related to the number of purchases, but also to one's own strength.
To be continued...