I'm quitting!

Chapter 45 What is this guy talking about?

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the pavilion and corridor were shrouded in a hazy mist.

Lin Xiaofan sat upright behind the stone table, his gaze slowly sweeping over the crowd below. They were all at the Revolving Illumination stage, their eyes filled with a yearning for the Great Dao, yet also tinged with a hint of bewilderment.

"Today we will not discuss the ethereal and elusive Dao of Heaven."

The fingertips lightly tapped the stone table; the sound was not loud, but each word was clear and reached everyone's ears.

"Speaking only of the practical aspects—the principles of spiritual energy circulation and the way of storing and accumulating within the meridians."

The area below fell silent. The disciples held their breath and even lowered their breathing.

"I imagine that all of you here are struggling with guiding Qi into your bodies, unable to overcome the hurdle of the Enlightenment stage." Lin Xiaofan paused slightly, his tone softening. "May I ask... when you first tried guiding Qi, did you always feel a swelling pain in your dantian, and occasionally a tearing sensation in your meridians?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a frenzied nod erupted from below.

Lin Xiaofan chuckled to himself: These kids are exactly the same as when I was just dabbling in this.

"The crux of the problem lies here."

"You regard the meridians as stagnant ditches, forgetting the principles of rivers. Spiritual energy is not stagnant water, but flowing water. When circulating the 'Basic Mind Technique,' you rush in recklessly, just like a flood bursting its banks... How can mere meridians withstand that?"

He paused briefly: "The key... is to build a 'dam for storing water' at the vital acupoints. When the Qi reaches the Guanchong and Waiguan acupoints, the mind should be slightly focused, allowing the spiritual Qi to circulate for three breaths, transforming the rapid flow into a gentle wave, and then flowing downwards. This is a combination of dredging and blocking, using storage to replace rushing."

He shared his insights without reservation, using the analogy of the universe and rivers to describe the human body's meridians, and packaging the concept of "buffering and decompression" from modern fluid mechanics as the principles of water management.

"Using rivers as a metaphor for meridians... Elder Lin has actually incorporated ancient methods of water management into his breathing techniques!" A disciple exclaimed excitedly, immediately circulating his energy throughout his body. Although the energy entered his body very slowly, it was steady and calming, and he no longer experienced the previous throbbing and tearing pain.

Once someone started, the others followed suit. They entered slowly into the gentle stream, and when they encountered a rapid current, they held back their breaths. The sound of breathing rose and fell in the pavilion.

Lin Xiaofan nodded with satisfaction.

These so-called outer disciples are not dull-witted; they simply haven't grasped the essentials of cultivation. They have never slacked off in their daily practice; otherwise, how could they have achieved this moment of sudden breakthrough?

[Rebelliousness Value +50]

[Rebelliousness Value +50]

……

Pop-up ads kept popping up, and Lin Xiaofan was secretly overjoyed, but his face remained as steady as a rock.

Watching his disciples practice Qi cultivation with the clumsiness of newborn children, yet with a steady and earnest attitude, he was moved by the atmosphere. He tried to temporarily suppress the automatic operation of his majestic Dao Body and rely solely on his own senses to perceive the surrounding spiritual energy.

With each breath, an unprecedented feeling surged into my heart—relaxed energy flowed and gathered in my meridians, finally condensing into true essence as thin as a hair, thousands of twisted and surging.

"I see... I made too much progress before and didn't notice such subtle changes."

He tried to squeeze out a wisp of true essence and found that its power was enough to suppress it to the point that it could only condense into a single snowflake.

Surprised, he had a sudden inspiration—to use the softening effect of the Seed of the Sun to weave together a hundred strands of true essence without increasing their volume, ultimately transforming them into a single silver needle.

I weighed it in my hand, then flicked it with my fingertips.

call out--!

Bang!

A white ray pierces the stone, frost explodes, and debris flies like rain.

The disciples who were meditating all turned their heads, speechless with astonishment, and then silently prostrated themselves on the ground.

"Uh... cough, don't get distracted, continue."

Lin Xiaofan waved his hand and swallowed hard: This move is indeed outrageous, but the wind-up is too long and can't be rushed.

The instructors secretly practiced on stage, while the disciples meditated below. As the sunlight gradually slanted and the morning mist dissipated, the morning's lessons finally came to an end—three thousand five hundred rebellion points were added to the account.

"Now, let's have a Q&A session after class."

Lin Xiaofan calmly took out a wooden plaque and placed it on the table.

He wrote the two characters "问道" (Seeking the Way) on the paper with upright strokes. He originally wanted to add the two characters "免费" (Free), but then thought that this might arouse unwarranted suspicion, so he gave up on the idea.

"A question requires a low-grade spirit stone."

"The Dharma is not to be lightly transmitted, and cause and effect must be balanced. The spirit stone is not for buying the Way, but to sever your inner demons of 'getting something for nothing'."

The disciples were not annoyed at all; on the contrary, they felt that this was a touchstone to test their hearts' desire for enlightenment. They rushed to hand over the spirit stones, afraid of falling behind even half a step.

"Elder Lin! I am practicing the 'Blazing Sun Technique,' and my spiritual energy is so hot that it feels like my heart is being burned by fire whenever I circulate it to my lungs. How can I resolve this?" A disciple handed over a spirit stone, his tone urgent.

Lin Xiaofan took it and glanced at it—the other person's lips were chapped, his skin was rough, and the fire poison had already seeped into his skin.

"Fire rises upwards; if it only enters and doesn't exit, it will surely cause disaster." His voice was calm and steady. "When exhaling, press your tongue against the upper palate, guide a wisp of spiritual energy down the Ren meridian, and at the same time silently recite the 'wind' mantra. Use wind to extinguish fire, expel the old and take in the new, and expel the dry and hot air along with the turbid air."

The disciple tried as instructed, and the oppressive heat in his chest vanished instantly. His true energy flowed more than 30% more smoothly than before. He immediately exclaimed, "Elder, your skill is divine! Divine skill indeed!"

Before he could finish speaking, another disciple handed over a spirit stone and asked a rather unusual question—when the Purple Monkey Flower and the Seven Star Grass are fused together, they repel each other. What should be done?

Lin Xiaofan frowned almost imperceptibly and secretly transmitted his voice: "Old Xian, search quickly!"

"Hmm? Boss, you can just give me a quick and easy answer."

"Nonsense... If you're paid to do a job, you can't just slack off. Enough with the nonsense, did you find it?"

Yes, yes, yes, I will follow the boss's arrangements in everything~

Almost simultaneously, a flash of blue light appeared in Lin Xiaofan's eyes, and he calmly looked at the disciple: "In the art of alchemy, a slight error can lead to a huge mistake. Go to the Scripture Pavilion and turn to page 72 of Volume 3 of the 'Miscellaneous Records of Herbs.' There are detailed annotations left by our predecessors here, which should be enough to resolve your doubts."

The disciple was taken aback at first, then his face lit up with joy, and he bowed deeply: "Thank you for your guidance, Elder. This disciple has learned a great deal!"

The Q&A session continued enthusiastically until almost everyone had had a turn before it gradually subsided.

[Rebelliousness Value +1600]

Lin Xiaofan finally got a moment of peace and found a shady spot by the lake. Just as he was about to sit down, a rustling sound came from the bushes beside him.

He sighed helplessly, and his spiritual sense quietly probed out.

As expected—Shan Ling'er.

That girl is following me again.

"Come out, your tail is practically wagging in the air."

The bushes swayed, and Shan Ling'er emerged, twisting her dress and awkwardly approaching.

Lin Xiaofan glanced around and was suddenly taken aback—her aura had changed.

The wood-elemental true essence is inexhaustible and continuous, and has already broken through the Great Perfection of the Revolving Illumination Realm, steadily stepping into the early stage of the Enlightenment Realm.

The sermon that was about to come out was instantly swallowed back.

Lin Xiaofan raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of her head, saying softly, "Not bad... the 'little seedling' has taken another step towards becoming a 'towering tree'."

Dan Ling'er's heart pounded, her cheeks flushed, and her love for Lin Xiaofan instantly escalated to a state of madness, clinging to him like a piece of chewing gum.

After their lunch break, the two walked side by side along the corridor path, encountering many disciples along the way.

Seeing that Shan Ling'er was practically clinging to Lin Xiaofan, everyone turned to look, and whispers drifted into their ears:

"Isn't Elder Lin's Daoist partner Senior Sister Su? Does this count as...cheating?"

"I think it was Shan Ling'er who was being pushy; Elder Lin is so honest..."

Upon hearing this, Shan Ling'er lowered her head and remained silent, but her fingers gripped Lin Xiaofan's clothes tightly.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaofan comforted him in a low voice, "Don't worry about it, other people can say whatever they want."

Dan Ling'er slowly raised her head.

His face was dark, but a kind smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"It's alright, Ling'er doesn't care." Her voice was soft, yet it sent chills down one's spine. "Those guys who look down on Ling'er's love for her senior brother... just kill them."

Lin Xiaofan stopped walking, silently praying that she was just joking.

Dan Ling'er turned her head, her eyes fixed on him: "Senior brother, what do you think? Who... do you want to spend your life with?"

Lin Xiaofan opened his mouth, but his mind went completely blank.

As an orphan, she was a single mother before being hit by a car. After arriving here, she focused solely on earning money to become self-reliant and fighting against the Script Management Bureau. She had done everything in her power and never thought of such a luxury as "sharing the journey together".

Seeing his silence, the light in Shan Ling'er's eyes dimmed inch by inch.

She put on a smile, but it was full of sorrow: "It's alright, Senior Brother, you don't have to force yourself."

After saying that, he let go, turned around, and left alone.

His figure was frail and forlorn, a sight that tugged at the heartstrings.

Lin Xiaofan raised his hand, but ultimately did not try to stop him.

【well……】

Old Xian pulled out a holographic fish head from his bosom and sighed softly.

Boss, what do you think a girl who truly loves you needs most?

After pondering for a long time, Lin Xiaofan answered uncertainly, "A comfortable material life?"

Old Xian sighed even harder, and the RGB lighting effects dimmed slightly: [It's officially recognized now!]

Lin Xiaofan seemed to be deep in thought.

In a corner of my heart, something seemed to gently bump into me.

Throughout the journey, Lao Xian's phrase "a legitimate title" echoed repeatedly in my mind, like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating endless ripples.

Upon returning to the corridor, Lin Xiaofan looked up and was stunned.

The makeshift classroom, which had only a hundred students in the morning, was now packed with people.

The scene suggested that all disciples of the sect, regardless of whether they were true disciples or not, had flocked there. What was even more troublesome was that several elders were sitting in the front row!

Lin Xiaofan's throat moved slightly.

The more people there are, the higher the rebelliousness level becomes, and the pressure of lecturing also increases exponentially.

With a quick glance, he spotted Su Qingxue.

Su Qingxue seemed to sense something, turned around and smiled, her cool demeanor tinged with encouragement. Beside her stood Shan Ling'er.

At this moment, Shan Ling'er rested her chin on her hands, her eyes were lifeless, and she looked like a dehydrated mushroom.

"Boss, let's pull off something big! The lecturer image has already been sold, so we should take full responsibility!" Old Xian encouraged himself wildly in his arms.

Lin Xiaofan took a deep breath, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and stepped back onto the platform.

The audience was completely silent, even the elders sat upright with their eyes fixed intently.

"Uh... we talked about 'water' this morning, and this afternoon... we'll talk about 'ice and fire'."

He flipped his palm over, and an ice cube landed on the stone table, radiating a chill.

"Most people believe that ice and fire are incompatible and will explode when they meet. Just like when you cultivate, if you accidentally inhale a trace of foreign spiritual energy, you will experience severe pain in your meridians, or even suffer a qi deviation... Is that right?"

The disciples nodded in unison, and the elders also wore solemn expressions. This was an ironclad rule in the cultivation world, one that no one dared to question.

With a flick of his finger, Lin Xiaofan sent crimson flames enveloping the ice block, which then rose and dissipated as a wisp of steam.

The tone shifted abruptly: "But...that's not the case."