Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

In Lingqiu City, Zhang Yang and Chang Miaoyu were wandering the streets, looking at this vibrant city curiously.

After the two came to Lingqiu City, they were received by Yan Ru and Ling Huai.

Lingqing is said to be in retreat and has no time to meet students from hundreds of schools.

Now the two of them and a group of Mohists are arranged in the Lingming Academy.

But now it's not time to select talents at the Lingtai, so the two of them came out for a walk first.

As actors, they have seen all kinds of cities, not to mention all kinds of illusory scenes in film and television.

No matter how gorgeous the city is at this time, it will not make them feel incredible.

What makes them feel a little dreamy is that the people here basically know one-handed spells.

I saw the owner of the restaurant next to him, chanting a mantra, and pointing at the stove beside him.

The flame turned into a fire elf and climbed into the iron pot, danced and stir-fried the vegetables inside, and then returned to the furnace to turn into a flame again.

At the dining table, a guest was a little thirsty, and without bothering the store, he raised his hand and stuffed a ball of water into his mouth.

The residents on the side saw that the corner of their house was a little tattered, so they also raised their hands and cast a spell to repair it.

In a medical clinic, a hale and hearty doctor raised his hand to caress a person's leg. With a flash of white light in his hand, the bleeding wound recovered as before.

Unreal scenes can be built, but this vivid scene gives them a different feeling.

Daoist Daoqing has really applied magic to every aspect of life.

Zhang Yang said with some emotion.

If I didn't know that this is something real in front of my eyes, I would have thought I was looking at a holographic projection.

Maybe that's why he chose to be the king.

Yes, although Linzi in Qi State is much more majestic than Lingqiu City.

Chang Miaoyu nodded and agreed: But there is a strict hierarchy and serious class divisions. The upper class officials enjoy pleasure, while the lower class people worry about food and clothing.

Life is not as good as here, this place is simply a dreamlike paradise.

At the moment, the two of them stopped talking, just silently feeling the customs of this city.

Hey, brother, that seems to be the apprentice of Taoist Master Daoqing.

When turning a corner, Chang Miaoyu raised her eyebrows, pointed to the front and said.

Zhang Yang heard the words and looked over, and saw not far ahead.

A child who looked smart was walking towards him with two baskets containing something in each hand.

And next to it was an old woman with gray hair.

Sure enough, it was Daoqing Daoist Priest's apprentice, the boy named Lingji.

This person also had an inspiration, and he had already seen the two of them at this time, and exclaimed in surprise.

Sister Miaoyu! Uncle Zhang Yang!

Zhang Yang opened his mouth when he heard the words, but the words he wanted to say hello were blocked in his throat.

And Chang Miaoyu half-bowed and said to Lingji with a smile.

Lingji, what are you doing?

Oh, by the way, you wait for me here first, and I will help the old lady send the food back first, and I will be right back.

Lingji raised the two baskets in his hands and said.

I'll help you. Zhang Yang said as he was about to reach out to take it.

No, it's here.

With a flash of inspiration, he took the basket and walked to a yard beside him, entered the door and put it in the house.

Zhang Yang didn't expect it to be so close. Seeing that he had already entered, he waited outside the door.

After a while, the inspiration came out of the courtyard amidst the old woman's voice of thanks.

He waved his hand to bid him farewell, and turned around to look at the two of them.

Sister, why are you here?

We brought Mohist disciples to join your master.

Zhang Yang looked at him like a little adult, and said to him arching his hands.

That's great. Master said before that there are too few Mohist disciples in Lingguo.

Lingji said happily: Master will be very happy to see you.

By the way, have you seen Master?

Not yet, I heard that Taoist Master is retreating. Chang Miaoyu shook her head, and then asked him.

Why do you have time to run around on the street? I see that children as old as you go to school in the academy?

Something went wrong in my practice, and the master told me to accumulate some merit.

Wen Jun needs to accumulate merits because of his practice, so he is not far from there. Let's go find her first, and then take you to see Master.

Lingji talked about his situation, and then pointed to the street beside him.

Lingqiu City is very safe, and there is nothing bad. We can only do small things and accumulate slowly.

Cultivation always sees kung fu in the subtleties.

Chang Miaoyu heard this and said to him patiently.

In people's lives, they tend to ignore some small things, and often set their sights on higher and farther places.

As everyone knows, there are more trivial matters in this world.

The same is true for your merits and virtues. It seems that you are just giving things to the grandmother, but if you think about it carefully, read it.

You will discover the preciousness of life and the sparkle in the ordinary.

Well, I understand, Sister Miaoyu.

Lingji listened very seriously, thinking of the old grandma's sincere thanks to him before, he couldn't help but nodded heavily.

Then they received Wen Jun who had just finished a small matter, and the four of them walked towards the palace.

Isn't the Taoist priest in retreat? We won't disturb him if we go?

After Chang Miaoyu had a conversation with Wen Jun, she looked at the palace gate that was getting closer and asked.

It doesn't matter, Master will take time to check our homework every day.

My sister and uncle are here, just for us to relax, hee hee.

Wen Jun took Chang Miaoyu's hand and said.

I said can you two call me brother?

Zhang Yang couldn't help but listen to the two talking about each other along the way.

Then aren't you from our generation?

Lingji rolled his eyes and said, In this way, you will be a generation shorter than Master.

Then why is it called Sister Miaoyu?

Because my sister is beautiful!

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After the guards verified the identities of the two, the four of them walked towards the observatory while talking.

On the observatory, Ling Qing was indeed in retreat.

Now with Ji Yan's help, he has collected enough Sanguang Shenshui.

At this time, he was re-cultivating the Bright Light Flame with his innate qi.

Indeed, this flame was forged by Zhu Guang's energy and spirit.

Even if he removed his own brand, he still has his aura.

What Lingqing has to do is to refine it, leaving only a little spark, and then re-sacrifice it with her own energy and spirit.

His so-called retreat means putting all his energy on it.

In order to complete the sacrifice as soon as possible, so as to open the way of elements.

It's not the kind of closed-door practice where you must abandon all the influences around you.

Now there are no important figures from the hundred schools of thought.

But Yan Ru and Ling Huai didn't know about Zhang Yang's special relationship with Ling Qing, and Ling Qing didn't even care about political affairs these two days.

And they are not only Siye of Lingming Academy, but also Situ and Sikou of Lingguo.

It can be regarded as giving face to the Mo family, Zhang Yang and others if they come forward to receive them.

Therefore, they didn't dare to disturb Lingqing because of this, they just told them that Lingqing was retreating.