Li Shiyun was at a loss for words.
She shot Ling Feng a glance, "You, always thinking about that, you're such a perv!"
"Who asked you to be so beautiful? If I don't think about such things when I see you, wouldn't that mean I'm sick?" Ling Feng asked with a smile.
"But always thinking about it, that's a sickness too!" Li Shiyun replied helplessly.
After dinner, once they finished cleaning up, Ling Feng took out some paper, intending to write down the Cultivation Technique.
However, after trying for a while, he realized that what he had written were strange characters that he couldn't recognize at all!
"This is so weird, these aren't the characters in my head, why do they come out like this when I write them down?" Ling Feng scratched his head.
Li Shiyun had no idea either. Seeing him getting anxious, she couldn't help but say, "If it doesn't work, just let it be. It seems that Cultivation Technique isn't meant to be passed on."
