I've already ascended to immortality, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

Could you give it to me as a souvenir?

Bai Sheng asked in a casual, conversational tone,

Teacher Zhang was stunned for a moment.

Then look at the textbook in his hand, its edges worn and frayed:

"Yes, the school gives us new textbooks every year."

The copy you're holding is the newer, updated version; I didn't write many annotations on it.

If you think it's a nice souvenir, you can take it.

Bai Sheng closed his textbook and chatted with Teacher Zhang for a while longer.

After leaving the teachers' office, Bai Sheng did not leave immediately.

Based on his memory,

I knocked on the doors of the math and English groups one by one along the corridor...

All the doors to the teachers' offices.

Even teachers of minor subjects like art and music,

Bai Sheng was not spared either.

These teachers also received nothing.

Bai Sheng was not surprised.

To stumble upon a book of innate Taoist teachings is already an unexpected delight.

As we left No. 9 Middle School, it was getting dark.

He took a taxi and scrolled through his phone all the way back to school.

Back in the dormitory,

The two roommates sat on their respective beds, playing King of Glory together.

"Support, follow me! Support, follow me!"

Jiahao shouted himself hoarse.

Bai Sheng lingered at the door for a moment.

The dormitory is only this big.

If he lays a high school Chinese textbook out on the table and flips through it...

Within three minutes, those two would have to peek over to take a look.

He was too lazy to explain.

I don't want to study Taoist texts while playing video games in the background.

Bai Sheng slung his backpack over his shoulder, turned around, and went out.

Walk to the commercial street opposite the school gate,

I randomly picked a budget chain hotel.

The receptionist scanned his ID card.

One hundred yuan a night, breakfast included.

Swipe the room card.

Tick!

The door opened.

The room was not big.

The window faces a quiet back alley, and the soundproofing is quite good.

It's perfect for studying alone.

Bai Sheng put his schoolbag on the sofa.

Take out the Chinese textbook and spread it out on the table.

The first lesson in the textbook is "Exhortation to Learning".

Bai Sheng drew the curtains tightly shut and locked the door.

The room was very quiet.

The only sound is the airflow from the air conditioner vents.

The first time he read this text,

A complete body-refining method emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Bai Sheng read the text aloud twice more, from beginning to end.

This body-refining method has also been discovered to have a name.

Innate grappling technique!

Bai Sheng put down the book and flexed his fingers.

There is a prerequisite for practicing innate grappling techniques.

One must reach the innate realm.

If someone whose true qi has not been formed and whose physical body has not been tempered were to obtain this set of incantations...

The initial stage of Qi and blood circulation cannot be properly regulated.

But he held the title of "Innate Martial Artist" above his head.

That threshold has been crossed.

Bai Sheng started by trying the first sentence of the mantra.

According to the mnemonic description

When this grappling technique generates force, it does not rely on muscle contraction.

Instead, it mobilizes qi and blood to form a vortex of qi in the fingers and wrists.

With a simple snap of the five fingers, one can lock the gaps in an opponent's joints.

The force penetrated through the skin and flesh, reaching straight to the bones.

Bai Sheng focused his mind,

Following the instructions in the exercise manual, the location of the dantian was quickly found.

In the dantian,

A stream of heat flowed.

He channeled the heat from his dantian and circulated it along the three Yin meridians of the hand on the inside of his arm.

The heat reached my wrist, but then suddenly dissipated!

It's like a water pipe cracked halfway through, preventing the water from flowing to the end.

I tried three times, and all three attempts failed.

Bai Sheng frowned.

I silently read the text aloud again from beginning to end.

Suddenly, I remembered a phrase my Chinese teacher always used.

Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will become clear!

"You should read it a few more times! Maybe things will turn around."

Bai Sheng sat up straight cross-legged and picked up his textbook.

I felt like laughing a little.

Then, he began to read aloud.

"A wise man says that learning should never cease..."

This time,

He stopped thinking about the meaning of the mnemonic.

Let the whole text flow like water.

It flowed through my mind.

The essay "Exhortation to Learning," which I memorized in high school, was reactivated from the depths of my memory.

Back then, I spent two morning study sessions memorizing those sentences.

Now, retrieve it from the bottom of the memory bank.

The speed is naturally much faster than it was back then.

In less than fifteen minutes,