He had a motive for getting close to Qi Er's group. He admitted that whether it was his original consciousness or his current consciousness, he didn't really treat this group of people as friends. However, after seeing that so-called secret scroll from Qi Er's family, he began to accept them.
They were also a group of ignorant, curious, and fantasizing young people about the future. Even though they knew that their so-called cultivation was nothing more than the willfulness of their youth, they still cherished this period of time because time passed quickly and was gone forever.
Who wouldn't be frivolous for a period of time when they were young? At least, they could have a good memory.
After returning, he recorded the contents of that bamboo scroll without missing a single word. A good memory was not as good as a lousy pen. After reading it many times, he finally had a basic understanding of it.
This was a method to cultivate by borrowing an object. The object was the jade tablet described in the scroll, and the entire method was so simple that it didn't even have a name. This made him unable to use it to try cultivating.
He couldn't determine if the cultivation in this world was all done by borrowing an object. Or was this method just a branch of it? If there was no jade tablet, could he still use the bamboo scroll to achieve the goal of cultivation?
He leaned towards the possibility that he couldn't. The bamboo scroll was full of instructions on how to obtain the mysterious power from the jade tablet. This showed that this was a directional and very limited method. It definitely wasn't the entire cultivation method. The fact that Qi Er's family could easily obtain it when they were out doing business also seemed to prove the value of this item.
He didn't have to start with the best and most valuable method, but at the very least, he should start with the most basic and safest method. He didn't want to end up making himself look neither fish nor fowl just because he was in a hurry for success.
Although his previous life was vague, his impression of him was that he was just a small character. The biggest characteristic of small characters was that they didn't seek merit, but sought not to make mistakes.
It was already impossible to obtain the cultivation method from Qi Er. Even if he had the chance to find something similar to the jade tablet, he didn't know if the method on the bamboo scroll was compatible with the object. The reason why he had this concern was because Qi Er's group of six were all using swords!
Everyone had their own hobbies, and it was impossible for them to be exactly the same. If there were people who liked swords, then there must be people who liked other things, such as knives, hammers, spears, shields, and so on. Since everyone used short swords, it could only mean that this was the restriction of the bamboo slips and artifacts. He was still not sure which one it was.
For a newly arrived soul consciousness, he was unfamiliar with cold weapons and had an innate fear of them. This might have something to do with the specific situation of his world. In that era, cold weapons had long since retired from the stage of history and became something that was forbidden.
He was very clear that he did not have the right to be picky. No matter what he cultivated, as long as it was authentic and did not have any side effects, he was willing to accept it. This was also the plasticity of a small person. The hardships of life had long taught him not to be picky.
The bamboo slips involved many areas of the human body's meridians and acupoints. These things were not unfamiliar to Lou Xiaoyi's original consciousness, but as a dove that had taken over a magpie's nest, he still needed to learn and consolidate. It was completely conceivable that if he really stepped onto the path of cultivation in the future, this basic knowledge of the human body would be useful to him.
He was not in a hurry. Although he did not know what this world was like, he was very clear about his current situation. He was a standard rice worm waiting to die. He liked this kind of life.
Struggle? A little was fine, but there was no need to work too hard. This was the standard rice worm's mentality.
Now, the only cultivation method left was the Baiyun Taoist Temple in the suburbs. The Ping An Association would send servants there every now and then to take a look. They even asked the Taoist children in the temple to send a message to Lou Province as soon as there was news of the Taoist's return.
However, this was not very reliable. The Taoist's whereabouts were uncertain, and even if he came back, would he be willing to sincerely teach? Did he have real skills? These were all very difficult things to say.
"Little Yi, what have you been reading these days? I see that you haven't left the manor these days … actually, when you have friends, it's good to go out and walk around more, to relax and get some fresh air.
In the end, training in the manor and going out to find friends are two different things! "
Lou Xiaoyi was a filial son. Every day, other than going out of the province in the morning and evening, he often came to his mother's residence to chat. Although he usually came with ears, he rarely spoke.
This habit had been inherited by the new consciousness, not only because of the need for ritual etiquette, but also because the old woman was very different from the rest and open-minded.
Filial piety was something that was spoken of, but it was also reflected in action. For the current Lou Xiaoyi, he hoped that he could turn his initial response into something that came from the heart.
She was a very impressive old woman.
Just like now, although he still did not speak much, he took the initiative to replace the servant girl, standing behind his mother and gently patting her back. The original Lou Xiaoyi naturally did not understand these techniques, but the new consciousness had some experience. It was not the experience of operating them, but the experience of being operated in the bathhouse in his previous life. After experiencing so much, he naturally understood a little. It was not something that was very profound.
"Mother, I've only read some miscellaneous books, mainly mysterious and mysterious. These days, I've been interested in cultivation, so I've read more in this area …"
Lou Xiaoyi did not hide anything. It was not like it was something that could not be seen, so why would he hide it? Although Lou Province was big, what could escape his mother's attention?
Cultivation was not an evil cult, and it was best for the people of Dafa, especially for a shrewd old woman like his mother.
"Cultivation? Isn't Little Yi with the second son of the Qi family? Why, didn't they teach you their cultivation methods? I saw that those little fellows were very normal after learning their cultivation methods. I think those methods are harmless. "
Lou Xiaoyi sighed. This mother of his was very scheming. For her son, she seemed to have put in a lot of effort into the second son of the Qi family, but she was afraid of harming him. Although this kind of maternal love was not mentioned, he was much more sensible than the original soul.
"They did. How could they not? However, their cultivation methods are flawed and require the help of external objects. Unfortunately, those external objects have been used up and destroyed, so there is no other way … I can't find a way, so I want to see what I can learn from the books, or from the White Cloud Monastery. "
Lou Yaoshi laughed, "What ability does the White Cloud Monastery have? Those are just rumors and cannot be fully believed. Moreover, this person's whereabouts are uncertain, and there is no constant … But I see that Little Yi is not worried?"
A young man's temperament was like the wind and fire. If there was something that he liked, he would definitely get it. If he could not get it, he would have a hundred claws scratching at his heart. However, a young man's temperament came and went quickly. After a period of time, it would naturally pass. The things that he liked so much would become ordinary.
Lou Yaoshi's attitude towards her son's desire to cultivate was based on this philosophy. Even if she did not wish for it to be so, she would not forcefully interfere. Instead, she would let him pass for a period of time. When the time came, there would be no need to persuade him, and he would naturally disappear.
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