Chapter 60: The method of refining essence, the genius of mother's learning Lin Lei’s home. The boy named Lin Xiaonian, like a piece of porcelain, squatted on the side, blinking his eyes, full of curiosity. The little girl was crying bitterly, holding a booklet and screaming. "If you can't read, just learn slowly. Why are you crying when you can't understand?" He rubbed her forehead, looking like she had a headache. "Someone just passed by the door, and you held a windmill and insisted on exchanging books with him." "I didn't exchange it." The little girl sniffed her nose and said seriously, "I bought it. I bought it with my car." "Straighten your tongue when you speak." He couldn't help but laugh: "What's the difference?" "The piglet said that exchanging things doesn't cost money, but buying things costs money." The little girl said seriously. "So what?" He said. "Things that cost money, that is... that is..." The little girl was confused for a moment, then suddenly realized: "That is valuable."

"You didn't spend any money." He said helplessly. "I bought this." The little girl said stubbornly, "If it's bought, it's valuable, it's valuable!" "Okay, okay, then why did you buy the book?" He asked curiously, "Don't you prefer the wooden sword your father made for you? When do you want to read again?" "That auntie said that I am a rare genius in maternal studies, so I wanted to buy books from her..." "What is a maternal genius?" "He must be a martial arts genius." Lin Lei, who was weaving a new windmill at the side, responded casually. "You can't even walk steadily, and you're a martial arts genius?" "I am a genius in maternal studies!" the girl said angrily, "That's right!" "Yes, yes, they are just kidding you. Look at this tattered book. It's very old. It must have been picked up from someone's garbage dump. Even your father can't understand what's written on it." He ignored her and waved her hand, saying, "Hurry up and wash your black feet and go to bed." "..." The girl was suddenly stunned. She lowered her head and looked at the tattered book in her hand. Her mouth suddenly flattened and she said aggrievedly, "She lied?" Looking at the tears rolling in my eyes, I was afraid they would fall at the next moment. Then there would probably be another round of deafening cries. "Neighbors, are you still asleep? You'll get beaten if you cry again!" He threatened for a while, then comforted him: "It's just a new windmill. Your father will make you a new one. You can earn a book for free. You will make a fortune." "It's a huge loss..." The little girl cried out sadly, "She learned one, no, two rhymes from me... I am so disappointed." Lin Xiaoyue’s first business in her life was about to be evaluated as “serious loss”.

But at this moment, a hand reached out and took the torn book. "piggy?" "That's called poetry, not a jingle." Lin Yan said seriously. "Isn't it a toy?" The girl blinked. “……” Lin Yan saw the clear stupidity in her eyes, so he fell silent. "Maybe someone was teasing her and exchanged a tattered book for a windmill." The second brother Lin Lei laughed: "I can't understand this book. It contains words like 'King Kong', 'Extreme Void', 'Zhuang Po', etc. I have never heard of them..." "I was just playing with the kids, but you two took it so seriously." He shook her head helplessly and said, "I'll put the kids to sleep first..." "..." However, after hearing what his second brother said, Lin Yan's face looked a little strange. He lowered his head and turned a page, then was stunned. On the first page, there is a line of beautiful words. Those who hold salaries for everyone must not freeze them to death in the wind and snow. - In Mr. Lu’s courtyard. "You are a child who has always been arrogant. You think that people in Gaoliu City are impetuous. Why are you willing to give someone a set of Jinglian Realm skills this time?" "I stole it in the first place, so I won't lose anything." The girl said calmly: "Besides, it's not a gift, it's a sale." "Is it because of what happened this afternoon?" Mr. Lu chuckled. "I saw it with my own eyes." The girl turned the windmill, looked up, and said, "I saw justice with that knife." "If he didn't draw his knife, you would have killed someone." The dark-faced man said with a click of the tongue: "So you think he killed for you?" "So, I have considered helping him resolve the ominous signs in the strange night many times before. Do you still think it's not worth it?" Mr. Lu stroked his beard slightly with a smile on his face. "People's hearts change easily." The girl thought for a moment and said, "Today, he is worthy of my gift of a technique, but tomorrow he may not be able to maintain his original intention." "So in your eyes, good deeds will be rewarded. For today's actions, a reward of one set of skills is enough." Lord Lu slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said, "But I think he deserves more training." "It's just that things that are too easy to get are difficult to be taken seriously." "I am already preparing a technique for him, but I am also ready to make him pay the price he deserves." "Too many gifts cannot create a truly strong person." “The fruits of hard work and sweat are the foundation of self-reliance and self-improvement.” Mr. Lu said this. The girl thought about it and suddenly asked, "So I'm wrong?"

Mr. Lu waved his hand slightly and said, "Your actions today can be regarded as an opportunity for him to be rewarded for his kindness... In life, there are always some opportunities, and it won't be wrong." The girl was a little confused. The dark-faced man also didn't quite understand. "More importantly, I'm old." Mr. Lu sighed and said, "I can't keep using the gifts of chance to pave the way for him." "One day, he will lose this old man's help." "So now, he can't get used to getting help from this old man!" "But you are still young. Friendships among people of the same generation can last a long time..." He laughed at himself and added: "So, your interaction with him can be different from that of this old man." "I don't think we will have any further contact in the future." The girl waved her hands, disapproving, and said, "I am happy to see him today, so he deserves this skill." "I am happy today, so I will reward him today." "It may not look good tomorrow." - At this moment in his second brother's house, Lin Yan boiled a pot of hot water and soaked eight taels of silver worth of medicinal herbs in it. He hadn't taken off his clothes yet, but was looking at the old book in his hand. The reason why my second elder brother couldn't understand it was because he had never practiced martial arts and had never come into contact with this kind of classics. He was confused by all the terms in it and felt it was messy and obscure. But Lin Yan understood. "Vajra Powerful Divine Art!" "Skin, flesh, tendons, bones, blood, marrow, internal organs, the inside and outside are connected, cultivate as one, and you will achieve indestructibility. The human body can be tempered to the limit!" "This is a technique for the Refining Essence Realm." Lin Yan felt it was a bit ridiculous and frowned slightly. To obtain the skills of the Refining Essence Realm, even as a Heavenly Supervisor, one needs to display peak Inner Strength cultivation and accumulate three thousand Merits. In the outside world, even if it is not priceless, it would certainly not be difficult to exchange it for a house in the inner city. "So, there was a girl who exchanged such a valuable martial arts manual for a windmill?" "There are two more lines of poetry? And they are not the same one?" (End of this chapter)