In Lingqiu City, Zhang Yang and Chang Miaoyu were wandering the streets, looking curiously at this vibrant city.
After the two arrived at Lingqiu City, they were received by Yan Ru and Linghuai.
It is said that Lingqing is in retreat and has no time to meet with hundreds of students.
Now the two people and a group of Mohists are all arranged in Lingming Academy.
But it's not yet time to select talents for the spiritual platform, so the two of them went out for a walk first.
As actors, they have not only seen various cities, but also experienced many illusory scenes in movies and TV shows.
No matter how gorgeous the city is at this time, it will not make them feel incredible.
What makes them feel a bit dreamy is that almost everyone here has a good spell.
I saw the owner of the restaurant nearby, chanting a mantra, and pointed at the stove nearby.
I saw the flame turn into a fire spirit and climb into the iron pot, stir-fry the vegetables in a dancing manner, then return to the furnace and turn into flame again.
At the dining table, a customer was a little thirsty, but without bothering the store, he raised his hand to get a ball of water and stuffed it into his mouth.
The residents on the side saw that the corners of their homes were somewhat tattered, so they raised their hands and cast a spell to repair them.
In a medical clinic, a spirited doctor raised his hand to touch a person's leg. With a flash of white light in his hand, the bleeding wound recovered as before.
Illusive scenes can be constructed, but this vivid scene gives them a different feeling.
"Taoist Master Daoqing really applies magic to all aspects of life."
Zhang Yang said with some emotion.
"If I hadn't known that this was something real in front of me, I would have thought I was watching a holographic projection.
Maybe this is why he chose to become the king. "
"Yes, 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 differentiation. The upper class officials enjoy themselves and have fun, while the lower class people worry about food and clothing.
Life is not as good as here, it is simply a dreamlike paradise. "
The two of them stopped talking at the moment, just silently feeling the charm of the city.
"Hey, brother, that one seems to be Taoist Master Daoqing's apprentice."
When turning a corner, Chang Miaoyu pulled Zhang Yang, pointed to the front and said.
Zhang Yang looked over after hearing this and saw not far ahead.
A child who looked smart was walking towards him, carrying two baskets containing something in each hand.
There was an old woman with gray hair next to her.
As expected, it was Taoist Master Daoqing's apprentice, the boy named Lingji.
This man also had an idea. At this time, he had already seen the two of them and shouted 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 stuck in his throat.
Chang Miaoyu half-bowed to Lingji and said with a smile.
"Lingji, what are you doing?"
"Oh, by the way, you guys wait for me here first. I'll help grandma send the food back first, and I'll be back soon."
Lingji raised the two baskets in his hands and said.
"Let me help you." Zhang Yang said, reaching out his hand to take it.
"No, we're here."
An idea flashed, and he carried the basket and walked to a yard beside him, entered the door and put it in the house.
Zhang Yang didn't expect to be so close. Seeing that he had already entered, he waited outside the door.
After a while, Lingji walked out of the courtyard with the old woman's thanks.
After waving his hand to say goodbye, Lingji turned around and looked at the two of them.
"Sister, why are you here?"
"We have brought the Mohist disciples to join your master."
Zhang Yang looked at him like a little adult, bowed his hands to him and said.
"That's great. Master said before that there are too few Mohist disciples in Ling Kingdom."
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Lingji said happily: "Master will definitely be very happy to see you.
By the way, have you met Master? "
"Not yet. I heard that the Taoist priest is in retreat." 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 are studying in the Academy?"
"There was something wrong with my practice, and Master asked me to accumulate some merit.
Wenjun also wants to accumulate merit because of his cultivation. She is not far over there. Let's go find her first, and then take you to see Master. "
Lingji explained his situation, then pointed to the street beside him.
"The city of Lingqiu is very safe and nothing bad happens. We can only do small things to slowly accumulate."
"Practice always shows its strength in the subtleties."
Chang Miaoyu heard this and said to him patiently.
“In people’s lives, they often overlook some small things and often set their sights on higher and further places.
Little do we know that there are more trivial things in this world around us.
The same goes for accumulating merit. It may seem like you are just delivering something to an old lady, 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 carefully. Thinking of the old lady's sincere gratitude to him before, he couldn't help but nodded heavily.
Then they received Wenjun, who had just finished a small task, and the four of them walked towards the palace.
"Isn't the Taoist Master in retreat? We won't disturb him if we go, right?"
After Chang Miaoyu had a conversation with Wenjun, she looked at the palace door getting closer and asked.
"It doesn't matter, Master will take time to check our homework every day.
My sister and uncle are here, which is just the time for us to relax, hehe. "
Wenjun 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 his uncle along the way.
"Then aren't you the same generation as us?"
Ling Ji rolled his eyes and said, "In this case, you will be a generation shorter than Master."
"Then why is it called Sister Miaoyu?"
"Because my sister is beautiful!"
"..."
After the guard verified their identities, 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 Divine Water.
At this time, he was refining the Bright Light Treasure Flame with his innate Qi.
Indeed, this flame is forged with Zhu Guang’s energy and spirit.
Even though he removed his own imprint, he still has his aura.
What Ling Qing has to do is to refine it, leaving only a little fire, and then refining it with his own energy and spirit.
What he calls retreat means putting all his experiences on it.
In order to complete the sacrifice as soon as possible so that the way of the elements can be opened.
It's not the kind of retreat where you have to abandon all the influences around you.
There are no important figures from the hundreds of schools of thought coming now.
However, Yan Ru and Linghuai did not know the special relationship between Zhang Yang and Ling Qing, and Ling Qing had not even been involved in political affairs in the past two days.
And they are not only the Siye of Lingming Academy, but also the Situ and Sikou of Ling Kingdom.
For them to come forward to receive them can be regarded as giving enough face to the Mo family, Zhang Yang and others.
Therefore, they did not dare to disturb Ling Qing, but told them that Ling Qing was in retreat.
