Seeing joy appear in Liu Yi's eyes, Xiao Hua hurriedly waved a hand. "Of course, this still does not mean you can definitely cultivate. Do not celebrate too soon. This old man thought it over last night. I currently have several different cultivation techniques on me. If you are willing, this old man can teach them to you one by one, and you can see for yourself... which one works!"
"Immortal Master!" Liu Yi's gratitude was beyond compare. He truly could not imagine that he might obtain several different cultivation methods. Unable to help himself, he cried out, "Immortal Master!" and fell to his knees. Tears of excitement streamed down his face, as though he wanted to turn last night's pent-up gloom into choking sobs.
"You need not be like this." Xiao Hua smiled. "This old man is merely giving you a few insignificant things. The road ahead—and even whether you can set foot upon it—will depend on yourself! More importantly, this old man is also conducting an experiment on you, to see whether my idea is correct!"
"Daoist Master Xiao..." Liu Yi had calmed himself somewhat. Kneeling on the ground, he said, "This lowly one knows he is unworthy of becoming Daoist Master's disciple, but ever since yesterday, this lowly one has regarded Daoist Master as his own teacher, elder, and closest person in this world. Not to mention serving as Daoist Master's experiment—even if I had to spill my liver and brains upon the ground, so what?"
"Mm, get up!" Xiao Hua looked at the clever child and said with a smile, "Just as yesterday, this old man will recite the technique for you!"
"Yes, Daoist Master!" Liu Yi suppressed the excitement in his heart. He simply did not get up, instead bracing himself with one hand and