Although Hua Changqing accelerated the speed of inputting information, he discovered a strange phenomenon. No matter how fast he input information, he found that Zhou Baopu could keep up. Zhou Baopu's speed of understanding, in a sense, has exceeded his speed of transmitting information.
After discovering this situation, Hua Changqing couldn't help but feel competitive, so he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the transmission.
Zhou Baopu felt strange. The content that he thought he could understand easily was now increasing in number for some reason. Almost all of them were growing geometrically. This made Zhou Baopu feel a little uncomfortable, but he was not unable to keep up. He found that his memory and understanding had become so powerful since he didn't know when.
As the speed increased, Hua Changqing finally gave up. After all, although Zhou Baopu seemed to understand, Hua Changqing couldn't help but worry, fearing that Zhou Baopu was biting off more than he could chew, so he slowed down the speed of inputting information. In case Zhou Baopu just went through it in his mind without any understanding.
Zhou Baopu did not feel relaxed at all because Hua Changqing's speed of inputting information slowed down, but instead worked harder. Because Zhou Baopu knew that the so-called teaching did not mean to memorize it by rote. Hua Changqing's purpose was not to teach in a cram-like manner, but to enable him to truly understand what the Spirit-Inducing Blood Art was.
Hua Changqing's ultimate purpose in teaching Zhou Baopu the Spirit-Inducing Blood Technique was to hope that Zhou Baopu could apply what he had learned and go further on the road to alchemy, rather than letting Zhou Baopu know about these things. Hua Changqing has already stated that what he hopes Zhou Baopu will do is to promote alchemy.
As time went on, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Hua Changqing's forehead, and Zhou Baopu's forehead also became wrinkled due to eager thinking. Fortunately, just when the two of them felt a little tired, the spirit-blood-inducing technique The teaching has come to an end and is finally over.
Hua Changqing's fingers slowly drooped, and he slowly sat back in the armchair. He looked at Zhou Baopu and said breathlessly: "How is it? How are you doing?" After hearing Hua Changqing's inquiry, Zhou Baopu finally
said He nodded, then bowed deeply to Hua Changqing, and said quickly: "Disciple has completely mastered it." After hearing
what Zhou Baopu said, Hua Changqing smiled bitterly, but at the same time he was still doubting in his heart, Zhou Baopu Whether what is said is credible or not. After all, Hua Changqing knew that he had spent a lot of effort to understand the Spirit-Inducing Blood Art. He didn't believe that Zhou Baopu could master the Spirit-Inducing Blood Art in such a short period of time.
Even if Zhou Baopu's Alchemy talent is unparalleled, it is still a bit difficult to make Hua Changqing believe this. After all, Hua Changqing has experienced the process of understanding the spirit-inducing blood art. It is precisely because of personal experience that Hua Changqing understands the hardship and pain involved.
Precisely because he understood the hardship and pain involved, Hua Changqing firmly refused to believe that Zhou Baopu could learn the spirit-drawing blood technique in just a short period of time. Hua Changqing clearly understands that learning and understanding are completely different things. Only when you can truly apply what you have learned can you be called mastery.
As soon as Zhou Baopu finished his answer, he found Hua Changqing looking at him with a shocked expression. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, thinking that compared to the Spirit-Infusing Blood Art, the Soul-Inducing Blood Art was simply too simple. After all, Zhou Baopu had already mastered the Spirit-Infusing Blood Art, and then learned the Spirit-Inducing Blood Art. Zhou Baopu felt like he had divine help. There were still some things he didn't understand, but after referring to the Spirit-Infusing Blood Art, those things he didn't understand would be easily solved. It automatically becomes clear.
"I've really learned it, master, don't you believe it?"
Seeing Zhou Baopu ask himself seriously, Hua Changqing showed a wry smile, thinking that maybe he was really too worried, and maybe he was going against the will. For example, Zhou Baopu really mastered the spirit-drawing blood technique. Hua Changqing smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that since he had accepted Zhou Baopu as his apprentice, he should give Zhou Baopu the minimum trust.
"No, you misunderstood, Baopu. It's not that I don't believe you, but this fact hits me too hard. Do you know how long it took me to learn the spirit-inducing blood art?" Zhou Baopu listened to Hua Chang
. Qing asked, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. After all, how long it took Hua Changqing, I'm afraid only Hua Changqing himself knows. He Zhou Baopu was not in the demon world at that time, but he was in the demon world at that time, so how could he know?
But immediately, Zhou Baopu jumped out of the question, because he was sensitive and realized that the reason why Hua Changqing asked this was to shock him in disguise that he could master the spirit-drawing blood art in a moment.
"How long have you been studying?"
Zhou Baopu asked suspiciously, following Hua Changqing's topic.
"Three years. I deduced in that cave for three full years before I figured out the spirit-drawing blood technique. After many attempts, I finally understood the spirit-drawing blood technique. And I spent three years The soul-drawing blood art that I have understood over the years has actually made a wedding dress for you.
"That's not all. If you understand it slower, maybe I will feel a little comfort, but you know, the faster you are, It hurts my self-esteem even more. "
Although I understand that Hua Changqing is praising him, although the wording may be a bit tortuous, in any case, it is an affirmation and praise for Zhou Baopu.
"Master, this is your good teaching. Zhou
Baopu was afraid that Hua Changqing would fall into a depressed mood, so he said as if he was flattering.
"Good teaching?" These four words mean so much that I dare not take them seriously. Is this what you really mean? Why do I feel that the speed at which I teach you is sometimes not as fast as your learning speed? "
After hearing Hua Changqing's rebuttal, Zhou Baopu was speechless for a while, because although what Hua Changqing said did not happen often, and was even abnormal, after all, the speed of teaching in the world cannot match the speed of students' learning. It is really pitiful, and once it reaches this point, both the master and the student will probably have to think twice. The master needs to think twice
, to reflect on his own teaching methods.
And the students need to think twice, to reflect on themselves and continue to follow. Is there any possibility for this master to move forward? If the master is really incompetent, most of the students will find others. After all, there is no hard and fast rule that a person can only have one master in his life on the path of blood refining. Zhou
Baopu felt that what Hua Changqing said was reasonable, so he couldn't comfort Hua Changqing. He could only stay aside silently and let Hua Changqing think alone.