The Celestial Labyrinth: Love Across Ten Continents

Not a genius

"There are two kinds of so-called cultivation. One is to stimulate the immortal spirit in one's body, and the other is to draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one's use. After all, the amount of immortal spirit that one possesses is small, so Qingyuan's cultivation emphasizes how to draw on the spirit of heaven and earth."

Ban smiled apologetically and said, "Big, Big Brother, what is the spirit of heaven and earth?"

Feng Di nodded and said, "Yes, if you want to learn a magic, understanding it thoroughly is the right way, and you must maintain this diligence. The spirit of heaven and earth is the power of yin and yang when the universe was created. Yin is..."

"Wait...can you put it...in more popular terms?" Ban continued to smile apologetically.

Feng Di thought for a while and said, "Well, you can go to Chenxing Tower to look up the classics for these things. Qingyuan is a fairy mountain with abundant spiritual energy. For example, it is like a cup full of nectar, and what you need to do is to borrow one or two drops of nectar from this cup. It is simple and difficult at the same time."

Ban was surprised: "There are so many people in Qingyuan, if you borrow a drop and I borrow a drop, will it be enough?"

Feng Di glared at her. "How much spiritual energy can a human body contain? The yin and yang are in a state of agitation and i*********e, and they circulate and breed spiritual energy. How can it be said that it is borrowed light?"

Ban felt ashamed when he stared at him. Even though he was still confused, he didn't dare to ask.

"Now I will teach you a set of formulas. Whether you can successfully attract spiritual energy and learn the Cloud-flying Technique depends on yourself."

After that, Feng Di mumbled a long string of formulas, which were extremely difficult to pronounce.

"Well, did you remember it?" Obviously he regarded Ban as a genius.

She shook her head woodenly: "...Can you read it again?"

Feng Di frowned in frustration and read it again: "Do you remember it?"

She continued to shake her head. She couldn't understand a word, let alone remember it.

"How come you still can't remember it!" He was angry. "Even a lazy Feng Yi could master the formula after the master only recited it twice. How can you be worse than him?"

Ban smiled bitterly and said, "I... naturally cannot compare to Second Senior Brother..."

"Nonsense!" Feng Di was angry at first, but then he seemed to feel that he was too harsh, so he relaxed his expression and raised his hand to pat Ban on the shoulder encouragingly: "Don't underestimate yourself. Although the eldest brother has not opened a forum to teach, he has seen many new disciples follow the master to practice. It is rare to find someone like you who is diligent and studious and does not think it is hard. You are a genius, and your future achievements will definitely be higher than Feng Yi and me. A small setback is nothing."

Although she was encouraged, why did she feel that the pressure on her shoulders was even greater? Besides, she didn't think it was hard, wasn't it forced by him? Facing a thousand-year-old iceberg face, who dared to object?

Ban agreed with a frown on his face.

"You stay here and practice slowly. I have something to do and need to leave for a while. If you can learn it today, try to fly back to Zhiyanzhai." Feng Di patted her shoulder with confidence again, "Ban, you can do it."

The truth is, she can't do it at all.

She didn't remember a single word of the formula. What was the point of flying so high? She might as well have fallen to death.

Ban let out a long breath towards his back and squatted on the ground in depression.

Shenglong Terrace was built on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and covered with ice and snow. A dragon head was carved out of ice at each corner, which was clear and transparent. Ban walked back and forth on the terrace, but he had nothing to do. He didn't dare to go back, so he had to dig the dragon's eyes with his hands.

She scratched her head and shuddered when she thought of her senior brother saying that she was a genius.

I scratched it again, but thought of his trusting eyes and continued to feel the coldness.

What should she do? She could already foresee that she would see the disappointed and contemptuous look on the face of the senior brother. It was the first time that someone trusted her like this, but it turned out to be such a result. It was really unbearable.

The ice-carved longan fell to the ground with a thud, unable to withstand her picking from left and right.

Ban was startled and looked around to make sure no one around noticed what she had done. No, she had better get out of here quickly, otherwise she would be charged with destroying the facilities of the fairy mountain.

She turned around and walked down the stage, when she heard two disciples gossiping on the steps. She vaguely heard the words "Master Uncle Mu". Ban suddenly felt guilty, thinking that they saw her picking longan, and she stopped involuntarily.

"Senior Sister Man Zi and the others said that Grandmaster Mu had been ill for many years and his brain was damaged, but he actually accepted a completely useless girl as his disciple. I heard that she was already fifteen years old, but she would still fall asleep during the Grandmaster's class, which made the Grandmaster very angry. Grandmaster Mu didn't blame her and even spoke up for her. When I think about it, we were only eleven or twelve when we first entered the sect, a few years younger than her. How could we have ever seen Master be so kind?"

The man sighed as he spoke, and Ban also sighed.

Another person whispered, "That's all. You know what? I heard someone say something incredible a few days ago. That new uncle-master and Uncle Fengyi were doing something dirty. They were hiding in the house in broad daylight, and they didn't even take it seriously when they were caught. What kind of place is our Xianshan Qingyuan? It can tolerate such filthiness. It's really disappointing."

"What?! There's actually such a thing!"

One person was surprised. Ban was also surprised, and kept thinking about what he and his second brother had done to anger the heavens and the people.

"Of course not! Speaking of which, Senior Uncle Fengyi has never had a good reputation. Don't you think he looks particularly unreliable? He relies on his good looks and is too frivolous. He even touched his junior sister in the hall this morning. It's hard to believe that he hasn't done anything dirty. I heard that when he first joined the sect, the Grand Master strongly opposed it, but Grand Master Mu was deceived by him and insisted on accepting him as a disciple, which almost caused unpleasantness with the Grand Master... This man's methods are obvious. Who knows if Grand Master Mu will..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Ban roared and jumped out. The two men were so scared that their faces turned green and they turned back at the same time.

"Second Brother is not as bad as you say! What do you know? I hate people who talk bad about others behind their backs the most!"

She yelled so hard that her face turned red. It was the first time she got so angry.

"You guys don't know anyone at all, but you're making assumptions based on hearsay. Master and Second Senior Brother are both good people. Have you ever met them? Why are you talking nonsense behind their backs?"

When the two saw that it was her, they inevitably felt awkward and could only lower their heads and salute her: "Greetings, Uncle Master..."

Ban frowned and said, "These courtesies are all fake. You are the ones who are fake on the surface but dirty on the inside!"

The two people's faces turned even greener after hearing what she said. One of them forced a smile and said, "That's true. We are naturally not as wise and powerful as our uncle. As our uncle, he has to ascend to the Dragon Platform to practice the Soaring Cloud Technique. I thought that was a low-level practice for junior disciples. We shouldn't disturb our uncle's meditation. We have to take our leave."

After saying this, the two of them recited a spell, summoned clouds and mist, and flew away triumphantly.

Ban was suddenly extremely depressed.

In fact, she was not a genius at all. Not only was she not a genius, she was probably just a mediocre person. Her so-called diligence was just to avoid trouble. If she didn't have the senior brother to urge her every day, she would not bother to do those practices and would just muddle through her days.

Ban wandered on Ermu Peak for a long time, feeling more and more useless. Without the help of her senior brother and his friends, she would not be able to get back to Zhiyanzhai before dark.

Thinking of the disappointed look she was about to face from her senior brother, she became restless, as if she had been scratched by a cat.

The sky gradually darkened, and Ban was sweating profusely from hurrying on the road. She had just descended Ermu Peak and was still halfway to Zhiyanzhai.

If I don't go back before dark, I'm afraid Second Brother will come looking for me, and then I'll be really embarrassed.

Ban wiped his sweat, and suddenly heard someone calling from behind: "Ban, why are you here?"

She turned around hurriedly, only to see her master, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, standing not far away and looking at her with concern.

When seeing him, Ban suddenly felt like seeing his own grandfather. All the grievances rushed to his head and tears welled up.

"Master..." she said and burst into tears.

Mu walked over, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and grabbed her sleeve to wipe the sweat and tears off her face. "What happened? You are staying here alone, why aren't you in Zhiyanzhai? Where are your two brothers?"

Ban grabbed his clothes and started crying, mumbling: "I can't do it... Master, I'm not a genius. I haven't learned the cloud-flying technique, and I can't even remember the formula... Senior Brother will definitely scold me..."

Mu spent a lot of time to understand the whole story from Ban, and then he laughed and sighed: "Feng Di is just kidding, you want to learn the cloud-flying technique after just a few days of initiation. Calm down, it's not a big deal, don't be upset."

Ban shook his head vigorously: "But senior brother said I am a genius!" I feel so embarrassed to disappoint him.

Mu couldn't help laughing: "Even if you are a genius, you can't learn to run before you can walk, right?"

Seeing Ban wanting to cry but not daring to, trying hard to hold it back, her face flushed, he couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and touched her head, and said softly, "Come with me."

He held Ban's hand and walked for a while, then stopped at an open space in the forest.

"In fact, even a genius cannot memorize those formulas the first time you encounter them. You need to borrow some classics from Chenxing Tower and study for a while. It will be much easier when you are familiar with them."

Mu whispered a series of incantations, and suddenly clouds and mist gathered around him, lifting his body up, slowly rising to a height of three feet off the ground, and stayed in the air without moving.

Ban wiped her tears and stammered, "Master... could you please recite it again?"

Mu finished chanting, and the mist immediately dispersed. He slowly landed on the ground again, chuckling, "If I recite it twenty more times, will you remember it? You can't just memorize the formula like that."

"Then how do you carry it?" Ban looked at him pitifully.

"The immortals have countless formulas. The lighter ones can make you fly in the clouds, and the more powerful ones can call the wind and rain and thunder. But if you break down those formulas, there are only a few hundred words. Different combinations will have different effects. You just don't understand what those words mean. For example, in this cloud-flying technique, the meaning of the first word is..."

Mu explained to her in detail the meaning of the Cloud-Leaping Technique's formulas and what each strange accent corresponded to.

Ban gradually became enlightened. After he recited the formula a few more times, she was able to remember most of it. She was so happy that she couldn't help herself.

"Master, you are the best teacher!" She couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I wish you could teach me."

Mu smiled and said, "You should memorize the formula of this flying cloud technique first. I'm afraid that with your current strength, you can't fly more than one foot. If you want to travel to the ten continents in the sea in the time of a cup of tea, it will take at least two or three years. However, this is enough for now. You can try and see if you can fly, so that Feng Di can feel at ease."

Ban recited the formula silently, and felt thin clouds gathering around him. His feet felt lighter and he floated up involuntarily, stopping about half a foot above the ground.

"Ah, it worked!" She was so happy that she smiled and danced with joy. She tried to float forward for a distance, but the mist under her feet suddenly dispersed again. She lost her balance and fell to the ground, almost breaking her teeth.

Mu hurried over to help her up, and said softly: "This is already very good. You have just started practicing, so your body can only hold limited spiritual energy. But it's no wonder Feng Di said you are a genius." He couldn't help laughing again.

Ban touched his head embarrassedly.

"Go back today and come to my place tomorrow morning. I will summarize the commonly used formulas for you to read carefully." Mu winked at her mischievously, "Don't let Feng Di know, otherwise she will blame me for being nosy."

Ban was deeply moved and whispered, "Thank you, Master."

He smiled and shook his head, holding her hand: "Let's go back with Master."

Ban quickly agreed and looked up to see his thin and elegant back. He looked younger than his two brothers, but for some reason, she felt that he was extremely reliable, as if she could entrust anything to him and nothing could overwhelm him.