Bai Qing put away the fluffy wolf tail and hit the coachman on the forehead. The coachman shook a few times, coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm, and woke up suddenly.
"Let's go, continue on our way."
Bai Qing told the driver to continue driving, and had no intention of continuing to chase the wolf girl. She had no extra spiritual power to waste now.
The driver had no choice but to hurry on, looking in both directions while driving. Fortunately, there was a spiritual formation set up by Bai Qing on the carriage, so the night passed without any evil spirits intruding.
It was just dawn when Xu Zhiyi woke up in a daze. Instead of rubbing her eyes, she rubbed her waist first. Apparently, sleeping on the hard carriage floor was not comfortable.
"morning."
Bai Qing said hello to Xu Zhiyi calmly, still playing with the thick wolf tail in her hand. She carefully brushed away the hair on the tail, pulling out some wolf hair from time to time.
Xu Zhiyi seemed a little afraid of Bai Qing, opening and closing her mouth. After hesitating for a while, she pursed her lips and then spoke.
"Bai...Sister, morning..."
Bai Qing noticed something strange about her and asked proactively: "Do you think I'm too cruel to those refugees?"
While Bai Qing was speaking, her hands didn't stop. She gathered the selected wolf fur into a cluster, took out a slender and smooth purple bamboo tube from the storage bag, and fixed the gathered wolf hair on the bamboo tube. One end.
"Yes... I think maybe it doesn't have to be so rough..." She clenched her fists and decided to speak out her true thoughts.
Bai Qing didn't say anything else, she just focused on carving spiritual inscriptions on the pen barrel.
After a while, she handed the prepared langhao small regular script to Xu Zhiyi and said, "See if the weight is appropriate."
"This is it?" Xu Zhiyi looked at her with some confusion.
"The talisman pen, elixirs, talismans, formations, and weapons are all the basic skills of my Lantau disciples. If you want to get started, you will naturally need a good talisman pen."
"Ah, actually I haven't decided what I want to learn yet. Maybe I would like Alchemy Dao more than Fu Dao?"
"I'm not asking you to choose. You must learn these four basic skills and be proficient in them." Bai Qing said sternly.
"You have to be proficient?!" Xu Zhiyi was so shocked by these words that she couldn't help but raise her voice a bit.
Lin Xixue was disturbed by the sound and naturally woke up.
Seeing that she had woken up Lin Xixue, Xu Zhiyi said guiltily: "Ah, sister Lin, I've disturbed you. I'm sorry. I feel like your face is getting worse. Do you want to take a rest?"
Lin Xixue squeezed out a wry smile and said, "It's okay. Actually, I don't need to sleep. I can't explain why my face looks so bad for a while, but overall it's not a serious problem."
"But your face is really pale, and the dark circles under your eyes seem to be getting heavier." Xu Zhiyi didn't seem to believe what she said.
"It's really okay. You see, I'm talking very energetically now. You can talk about your own business and don't worry about me."
"Sister Bai, is Sister Lin really okay now?" Xu Zhiyi turned to ask Bai Qing's opinion.
"Well...topics related to evil spirits are really taboo in this sect, so I don't know exactly what state she is in at the moment..." Bai Qing couldn't explain clearly.
"Okay... Sister Bai, you just said that you need to learn elixirs, talismans, formations, and weapons, and even master them. Wouldn't that delay your practice?" Xu Zhiyi brought the topic back.
Bai Qing looked at Xu Zhiyi in surprise and asked, "Did any of your ancestors have monks who left behind some ancient books?"
"Haha..." Xu Zhiyi smiled awkwardly and said nonsensically: "There is an uncovered book at home. From what I saw on it, I thought it was just a book of stories about ghosts and ghosts."
"You are right. Just a thousand years ago, monks still chose one of the four paths. Some even did not study such miscellaneous studies at all. There were also many people who devoted themselves to pursuing the path."
"It's just that the heaven and earth changed and evil spirits emerged. From then on, there were very few people with spiritual roots in the world."
"If a thousand years ago, there was only one person in a hundred who had spiritual roots, then now, there is probably only one person in a hundred thousand who has spiritual roots."
"So few! How many disciples are there in the Lantau Mountain Sect?" Xu Zhiyi was frightened by these words.
"The entire sect, from the Supreme Patriarch to the direct disciples, has a total of sixty-five people."
Lin Xixue sat aside and was also stunned by this number. She understood that Lantau Mountain was a secluded place and it was normal for there to be not many disciples, but at least a few hundred people should be there.
However, there were a total of sixty-five people up and down, which was really an exaggeration.
But Lin Xixue is even more puzzled. The Taoist tradition of Lantau Mountain has declined to this extent. Why should we continue to be conservative and self-proclaimed when we should be opening the gates widely to attract new blood?
Although there are fewer people with spiritual roots, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and there will always be more people joining the wide open gate.
Xu Zhiyi didn't think so much, she asked: "So why are there fewer people with spiritual roots, but they have to learn all these miscellaneous subjects?"
"Although there are fewer people with spiritual roots, we have discovered a pattern. All the people with spiritual roots in the Southern Cang Realm today are all cultivation geniuses with special physiques who have been favored by heaven."
"So, even if you are practicing the Four Paths, you will never delay your normal practice."
Lin Xixue secretly took a breath, this Bai Qing really couldn't stop talking, and the things she said became more and more outrageous.
In other words, in this world, one either has no spiritual roots, and once one has spiritual roots, he must be a practicing genius with a special physique.
There are only two extremes: genius in cultivation and inability to practice. There is no middle state at all.
No wonder when Bai Qing tested Xu Zhiyi's spiritual roots yesterday, he found out that he had Gengjin body and Zhijin spiritual roots, but he only said that he looked like a middle-aged man.
But why did the world undergo such astonishing changes after the emergence of evil?
She expressed her doubts, but Bai Qing just shook her head and said, "We just discovered such a phenomenon. As for the reason, I really don't know."
Lin Xixue sighed, and she was not surprised by Bai Qing's answer. How could Bai Qing, an ordinary disciple of the Immortal Sect, master this kind of secret that might involve the origin of changes in the world?
The carriage continued to move forward, and it was already noon in the blink of an eye. Suddenly there was a muffled "Puff" sound outside the carriage.
Xu Zhiyi lifted a corner of the curtain and saw that there was no grass growing in the bare mud. In the vast expanse, there were only a few children digging dirt on the raised mound, and there was a fire beside them.
"Sister Bai, what are they doing?"
"Dig Guanyin soil."
"Guanyin soil?"
"It's the sticky soil used to make pottery. It's boiled in water to make a paste. It can fill your stomach. You won't feel anything after eating it. It's just very bloated and uncomfortable."
"Sister Bai, you are a disciple of the Immortal Sect, but you still know this?"
Bai Qing's eyes dodge for a moment, then returned to normal: "There is Langhuan Pavilion inside the door, which contains the world's collection of books. I know it is not surprising."
"So that's it. It turns out that there are such secular books in the Immortal Sect. I will also read it when I get started."
When Bai Qing heard this, her face became a little stiff.
"Don't look at it. There's nothing interesting to see. It's the life of the refugees. Guanyin soil, earthworms, grass roots, bark and leaves are mashed to make porridge. The leaves are very bitter and the bark will scratch your throat. The Guanyin soil is very swollen. It's nothing. Meaning."
"Of course, maybe you have read in ancient books that the land is thousands of miles long, and people change their sons to eat!"
After Bai Qing said this, she took a deep breath, pressed her lips into a line, and closed her eyes tightly...
