After explaining things to Uncle Nine, the master no longer felt burdened by the thought of taking away his disciple's opportunity.
The master and disciple then devoted themselves to cultivation.
Lin Yu practiced the "Jade Maiden and Joy God Technique" at night, and before dawn, he began to circulate the "Shangqing Dadong Scripture" to collect the essence of the rising sun.
Lin Yu spent the entire morning in Uncle Nine's library, reading classical texts.
In the afternoon, we practiced basic skills. He's still too young to practice overly powerful or complex moves.
Uncle Nine taught him according to his aptitude, only having him practice horse stance, standing meditation, and walking on plum blossom stakes to train his lower body foundation and body coordination.
Time flies like an arrow; a year and a half has passed in the blink of an eye.
Nothing major happened in the Chat Group during the past year and a half, which may be related to the different flow of time.
For him, a year has passed, while for some group members it might only have been a day.
So Lin Yu simply checked in every day and then logged off.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng had a very tough time during that year and a half.
With Lin Yu leading the way in frantic training, the two of them stood out. Uncle Nine Jiu saw that we were all training while the two of you were idle, so he had to find something for them to do.
And so their good days began.
They would read and practice breathing exercises with Lin Yu in the morning and practice martial arts in the afternoon. It could be said that there wasn't a single day when their bodies were free from pain.
I have a headache in the morning and my whole body aches in the afternoon.
They finally had one day off each week, but they found that this day was the most painful because exercise is fine if you keep exercising, but as soon as you stop, all the fatigue explodes on this one day.
That feeling... well, every time Lin Yu encountered these situations, he would see two "kidney-deficient men" who couldn't be touched in any way, and would scream in pain at the slightest touch.
After days and nights of arduous training, Lin Yu's cultivation finally made progress on a dark and windy night.
He had now reached the realm of "Refining Spirit and Returning to Emptiness".
He can now proudly refer to himself as a "True Man of Refining Emptiness"!
All of this is thanks to the "Innate Xirang," a treasure that constantly produces Spiritual Power, all of which resides within Lin Yu's body.
If his Primordial Spirit hadn't been unable to keep up, Lin Yu's cultivation level would have been even higher.
Speaking of the Primordial Spirit, Lin Yu had to admire the foresight of the Three Mao Patriarchs. They had seen early on that Lin Yu's foundation would become unstable if he continued like this, so they passed on the "Shangqing Dadong Scripture" to him, allowing his primordial body to obtain the same method.
That morning, Lin Yu slowly opened his eyes, ending his nightly cultivation.
After a year and a half of accumulating knowledge day and night, Lin Yu now sees everything as if he's dissecting it, and countless pieces of knowledge pop into his head every moment.
The only downside is that having too much knowledge can make him increasingly rational.
His eyes swept around the room.
Furniture of all sizes was disassembled into countless parts in his mind.
Their purpose, production, and improvements—even when these pieces of furniture were still trees, Lin Yu could deduce their height and thickness, which can be said to be pointing directly to their origin.
These principles thus entered Lin Yu's mind, and this was Lin Yu's first thought.
Lin Yu shook his head. This feeling was just like when he was in his senior year of high school in his previous life, when his intelligence was at its peak. For a math problem, he could come up with two or three solutions.
Lin Yu chuckled self-deprecatingly, "If this keeps up, I'm afraid I'll turn into a 'human encyclopedia'."
"Good morning, junior brother," Wen Cai Qiu Sheng greeted Lin Yu listlessly.
After a year of training, the two have developed the habit of getting up early to read and cultivate. Now, even on their days off, they can get up on time.
Under this cramming-style education, they gradually learned a lot.
Even Wen Cai, with his blockheaded mind, subconsciously learned some common sense through constant exposure.
However, these were all subconscious actions on his part. For example, if he asked Wen Cai to bring "paper, pen, ink, sword, and knife," Wen Cai might just stand there, stunned, not knowing what those things were.
Now Wen Cai immediately and subconsciously arrange the items one by one, but if you ask him what "paper, pen, ink, knife, and sword" are, he might just freeze in place with an "Ah?" like before.
Qiu Sheng is much more clever, but the smarter a person is, the more likely they are to make the mistake of being "ambitious but incompetent".
Getting started with something is easy, but mastering it often takes ten times longer.
Qiu Sheng, however, often lacked the patience. In his view, these things were too simple; he could master them in a little time, so why rush?
These were all things Lin Yu discovered through observation. Wen Cai "unthinking," relying entirely on muscle memory; Qiu Sheng, on the other hand, was "too confident," always thinking he could learn it in no time and unwilling to put in the hard work.
Although they made great progress this year, that was in comparison to Lin Yu.
Compared to their past selves, it's truly remarkable how much they've changed in just one day; they deserve to be looked at with new respect.
Today is a special day, July 13th. It was Lin Yu's birthday in his previous life, and it also marks two years since Lin Yu came to this world.
He can now say he's ten years old, no longer an eight-year-old.
On that very day, a troupe of opera actors arrived in Ren Family Town.
He heard from Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng that there was a particularly famous actor in the group, whom even Uncle Nine liked.
It is said to be a theatrical singer named "Lan Guifang".
When Lin Yu first heard it, he thought it was "Anita Mui," but after listening carefully, he realized he had made a mistake.
In the movie of the previous life, this character was a fictional creation to pay homage to the master Mei Lanfang, but here he has become a living, breathing person.
He even became an idol to his master and fellow disciples.
When Lin Yu entered the mourning hall, he saw Qiu Sheng holding a bright red heart-shaped plaque decorated with plastic flowers, on which banknotes were neatly arranged to form the character "Fang".
From his perspective in his previous life, this thing was a bit ugly, but in this era, it was indeed a rare and extravagant creation.
"How about it?" Qiu Sheng raised his chin, his tone full of pride. "This is something we two brothers have exchanged for all our savings from the past year!"
"Emm, senior, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Lin Yu looked at the bizarre card and couldn't really give a proper answer.
"Of course it's the truth."
"From an economic perspective, this is a serious asset misallocation. From an aesthetic perspective, it's a disaster," Lin Yu analyzed objectively.
Qiu Sheng's face stiffened. "Can't you say something nice?"
"It sounds nice?" Lin Yu thought for a moment. "It... is very sincere."
"That's for sure..." Before Qiu Sheng could finish showing off, he heard a strange humming coming from the doorway. Upon closer listening, he realized it was his master's voice.
Qiu Sheng quickly stuffed the flower card behind his back and hid it. He couldn't let his master see it, or it would become his master's again.
Uncle Nine walked in holding a small floral plaque, his face beaming, and said, "How about this! Look at mine!"
Uncle Nine was so engrossed in his art that he was completely unaware that behind Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng lay an even bigger and more glamorous scheme.