My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

Tian Wenjin can complete the condensation of cyclones and flying with a sword within two days; Li Shiyin can find the sense of qi overnight and find the sense of objects in the blink of an eye.

This is called talent.

Qin Ran, he spent a month reading various classics, and after he had a clear understanding of the sense of qi, he spent another week to find the sense of qi, and then spent half a year to condense the cyclone. As for the sense of objects, it was much faster than finding the sense of qi. He spent ten days reading various classics and only took three days to find the sense of objects.

This is called stupid.

Sometimes the gap between people may be greater than the gap between people and dogs.

For example, at this moment, Qin Ran looked at a kitten who stole his skills and felt the qi running around in the cat's body. He had to admit that his talent was far inferior to that of the cat.

Alas, it's not that, I'm not a cat, I'm the seventh-level demon king Xuanming Linghu.

Li Shiyin opened his eyes and saw the sword floating in front of him, and then used his magic power to control it to turn awkwardly.

The dreamy purple star power flowed out from her brows, pulling out a long purple ribbon in the air, connecting to the Qingxing Sword. The Qingxing Sword slowly changed from a jerky rotation to a gentle swing, and then pulled away little by little.

After a while, it was the first time to feel the object, and the Qingxing Sword was too far away from the body. Li Shiyin finally couldn't control it. After struggling in the air, she fell to the ground.

She stood up and picked up the sword, danced a standard sword flower, turned around and posed a handsome pose, facing Qin Ran, and asked with a smile: "Master, do you think I'm powerful?!"

Qin Ran looked at Li Shiyin. At this time, the cold light of the rainy day shone in from the window and shone on her face, but it couldn't cover up her sunny smile. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she smiled particularly brightly.

"Bang!" He found that his heart hit his chest hard.

He quickly turned his head away from her and said, "There's nothing to be proud of. The formula I taught you last night is a formula for nurturing spiritual consciousness. Spiritual consciousness is very helpful for controlling swords and sensing objects."

"Hmph, boring!" Li Shiyin stopped posing and sat back on the sofa.

Qin Ran continued, "That nameless formula is the ultimate secret of our Danfeng. It has always been passed on only to the first seat..."

"Only passed on to the first seat?" Li Shiyin got the point, "Does it mean that I am the next generation of the first seat of Danfeng!?"

"I'm not dead yet!" Qin Ran glanced at her and signaled her not to interrupt him. "This formula is very remarkable because it can enable low-level cultivators to directly condense spiritual consciousness.

"What is spiritual consciousness? It is the perception produced by the Yuanshen after the Yuanying becomes a spirit. It is a sixth sense higher than the five senses of the human body, or perhaps the vision of the soul."

Qin Ran admired him very much. "The person who created this technique is really a genius. His understanding of the soul, perception, and spiritual consciousness has reached an incredible level.

"I really don't understand what the principle is... As for the name of the technique, how Danfeng got it, and what the follow-up is, I don't know anything. If there is a follow-up, maybe we can understand its internal principle."

Li Shiyin didn't understand, but she could feel that it was very powerful. She said: "Then Master, I will help you get the follow-up later."

Qin Ran ignored her and continued the class: "The spiritual consciousness of low-level cultivators can only flow in the body, and can only leave the body when it becomes divine consciousness. And the transformation of the inner spiritual consciousness into divine consciousness is a qualitative change, and the world you see is no longer the same. Alchemy, sword, weapon, and array will all have qualitative changes..."

"But Master, I don't think the world is different..." Li Shiyin asked.

This slow-witted fellow had no self-awareness, and Qin Ran was too lazy to scold her. He just said, "In addition to the invisible changes in perception, the spiritual consciousness can also directly control things... You can try to control the sword with the spiritual consciousness."

"Oh..." Li Shiyin looked at Qin Ran and stopped teasing. She closed her eyes, found her little spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness, led it out from the center of her eyebrows, drilled into the Qingxing Sword, followed the formation inside the sword, and controlled the flying sword with the way of mana control.

But the flying sword just rose, and it fell heavily!

"Hiss..." The spiritual consciousness bounced back to the sea of ​​consciousness like a stretched rubber band. Li Shiyin cried out in pain, covered her forehead, and shouted, "Master, Master, it's too heavy, I can't catch it!"

"Can't catch it?"

Why?

Qin Ran was puzzled. When he first practiced the spiritual consciousness, the things he controlled were more than seven or eight pounds.

Li Shiyin's talent was so much higher than his, why couldn't he even pick up this flying sword?

"Am I more talented than my stupid apprentice in this area?" Qin Ran shook his head. He had a guess in his heart, but he was not sure.

"If you can't use your spiritual sense to control the sword, forget it. Wait until your spiritual sense is stronger." He comforted her, "Anyway, the strengthening of spiritual sense on perception will greatly help you to control the sword with magic power."

Li Shiyin's headache stopped after a while. She patted her forehead and shook it. The feeling just now was really unpleasant.

When the Qingxing Sword fell, the tip of the sword was facing down, piercing into the ground a little and fixed there.

Qin Ran went over to pull it up and handed it back to Li Shiyin. Looking at the sword pit on the wooden floor, he felt a little distressed, but just said:

"With the sense of matter, you can practice flying with the sword. You can practice it yourself. It's just like skateboarding. You will be able to do it after practicing more."

"Skateboard?" Li Shiyin took the sword, looked outside, pouted and said, "Master, it's raining!"

"You can practice on the second floor." Qin Ran said.

"Oh, right!" Li Shiyin nodded and ran to the sports room on the second floor holding the Qingxing Sword.

After watching Li Shiyin disappear into the stairwell, Qin Ran sat down on the sofa. He looked at Zhui Feng sitting on the coffee table and stretched out his hand to signal him to come over.

Zhui Feng licked his paws and jumped onto Kieran's lap.

"I'm not surprised that you can practice..." Qin Ran put his hand on Zhui Feng's hair and said to Zhui Feng, "But what techniques do you want to practice?

"So what attribute do you have? Dark attribute? But I have never heard of dark spiritual roots. Then, your meridians are different from ours. Can you practice human skills?"

"Meow~" Zhui Feng called out.

Qin Ran looked down at him, and Zhui Feng looked up at him. They looked at each other. Qin Ran knew that Zhui Feng wanted to say something, but he couldn't understand it.

"Brother, can you speak Chinese well?" Qin Ran lifted Zhuifeng up and said with a smile, "So, I still have to teach you how to speak."

"Meow meow!" Zhui Feng yelled twice.

Qin Ran understood this sentence. It was the student's soul-felt disgust for going to class. What Zhui Feng said must have been "no".

"Hey hey hey..." So Qin Ran laughed pervertedly, put his face on Zhui Feng's plush neck, rubbed it, sucked hard twice, and said, "Kitten, the more you resist me, the more excited I am! I must teach you how to speak, and I must teach you how to speak Chinese!”

"Meow meow meow..." The cat clan cursed.

Qin Ran was sucking the cat, and Zhui Feng was struggling desperately. Suddenly, there was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound from the second floor, followed by Li Shiyin's scream:

"Master...save me..."

The sound of glass breaking and Li Shiyin's scream were first clear and then distant.

"It's over, silly apprentice has flown away!" Qin Ran was startled and quickly threw away Zhui Feng, opened the window, and looked up. Under the clouds and in the rain, Li Shiyin was like a kite with broken strings, swaying far away. Float away.

The situation was critical, and Qin Ran didn't have time to think too much, so he used his physical skills to catch up.