The Great Elder smiled and said, "I originally thought that you would ask some questions, such as who is the Great Cultivator in this world today, and who else is the Famous Technician. A lad like you should be more interested in these things. I never expected you to ask such a question.

Ning Que put his hands on his knees and was silent for a long time before raising his head. He looked at the Great Elder and replied seriously, "Knowing who is the strongest in this world no longer makes sense to me now. They are like eagles flying in the sky with their wings outstretched, and I am like an ant crawling on the ground, full of difficulties and dangers. They will never pay attention to me, so I don't need to pay attention to them.

"So... What is the reason for you to ask about the foundation of cultivation? The elder asked, staring at him quizzically.

Ning Que replied seriously: "Those great cultivators are unlikely to appear in my life now, but if I enter Chang'an, it is possible to meet those ordinary cultivators, such as the green-clothed scholar who is a great sword saint. Since I will never be able to cultivate, the more I need to understand what cultivation is, and be clear about their fighting methods......"

"What is your purpose?" The Great Elder gradually raised his eyebrows, and he seemed excited to hear his answer.

Ning Que lowered his head and grinned. Then he raised his head and replied calmly, "If one day in the future, I am forced to fight a cultivator, what you taught me today will be of great help to me in defeating them.

"Civilians want to fight a cultivator who can change the qi of heaven and earth? And yet do you want to defeat them?

The Great Elder stared at Ning Que's eyes and muttered to himself again. He suddenly raised an eyebrow and burst into a cheerful laugh. "Wowhaha!"

The laughter gradually stopped. The Great Elder looked at Ning Que, who was slightly embarrassed, and smiled, and said, "Very bold and heroic. I like it.

Late at night, Ning Que got out of the carriage. Lu Qingchen opened the curtain and looked at the back of the young man walking away. At this moment, the singing of the Frontier Fortress faintly came, and a smile appeared on the cultivator's face.

For cultivators who have arrived in the Eastern Xuan Kingdom, even if it is only a half-finished product, in any country or city, it is worthy of respect. There is no need for them to come into contact with the common people. The Mind Master needed more time to meditate and cultivate, so every second of Lu Qingchen could be compared to gold.

However, Lu Qingchen's good impression of Ning Que was willing to sacrifice one or two nights, or even more, to chat with Ning Que about some seemingly trivial things. The old cultivator likes the calmness and self-improvement hidden behind the young man's gentle and youthful demeanor. Moreover, he enjoyed Ning Que's heroism very much, which occasionally leaked through. In fact, heroism, self-improvement, and calmness were the traits that the Tang Dynasty admired the most. This also explains why Lu Qingchen, who was born and raised in the Tang Dynasty, showed a preference for Ning Que.

What he taught Ning Que at night was a compulsory course for the southern sect of Haotian Taoism. Although this is not a top-secret course, it still cannot be shared with anyone due to the school's regulations. Anyway, he decided to teach Ning Que because he believed in one thing:

"I feel like you're going to become an extraordinary cultivator one day."

He did this, although he knew that Ning Que couldn't be a cultivator because his qi was blocked. Still, he believed that the lad would be able to embark on this arduous and arduous journey. Moreover, he sincerely hoped that Ning Que could go on at a steady pace, and go further than himself.

Old Xiuxian looked at the back of the young man outside the window as the distance decreased, and muttered to himself: "In the last stage of my life, I just blindly followed my instincts and began to do some presumptuous things. Possible... It was Haotian who inspired me to do this.

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When Ning Que returned to the rough tent, Sang Sang was already there. He asks her what the princess called her for, and as expected, he gets a vague and incomplete answer. He had long been accustomed to the incomprehension of the maids. So, they told some jokes, drank a few glasses of wine, and then roughly rinsed and washed themselves before going to bed.

The next day, the carriage, escorted by hundreds of cavalry, continued south to the capital Chang'an. For Ning Que and Sang Sang, their journey was not as boring as before.

Before nightfall, Lu Qingchen would ask Ning Que to chat with him in the carriage, and the princess would often summon Sangsang. Their humble carriage, thanks to Peng Guotao, was driven by a bodyguard. Otherwise, Ning Que would have to stage an unmanned performance.

Ning Que learned more about cultivation through the chat in the carriage. For example, he learned about the various methods that cultivators use their minds to control the qi of heaven and earth; some special items that cultivators use to strengthen their connection with heaven and earth; and the way Juggernaut condenses his vitality into an invisible rope and then ties it to a light, sharp handleless flying sword.

There are no strict standards for special items that can enhance a cultivator's connection with heaven and earth qi. For example, Haotian Taoism usually uses wooden whisks, Buddhism often uses wooden fish, and runic paper and flying swords are considered standard equipment, and few other exotic items such as pens, ink, and staves are used by some advanced cultivators.

"Those who use the power of the soul to condense the qi of heaven and earth into rune paper are called talismans; Those who compress the qi of heaven and earth into tactical formations will be named formation masters; A handful of heaven and earth qi condensed in the sword is called a sword master; A person who directly mobilizes the qi of heaven and earth through the power of the mind is named the Master of the Mind; One..."

Lu Qingchen said slowly and happily, holding a cup of weak tea in his hand and leaning against the car window.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you kidding? What would a person who condense the qi of heaven and earth into a cavity pot be called? Head of room or pot master?

After a few days of small talk, the old man and the young man naturally became familiar, and Ning Que gradually revealed other qualities, such as laziness and rudeness. He was biting his ink-stained brush and waving his right arm in a veilful skeptical expression.

Putting down the cup, Lao Xiu stared at the young man and scolded. "It's a custom, do you know what a custom is? This has been the case for thousands of years. Do you really doubt it? It just needs to be easy to remember, so please save your breath!

"Okay." Ning Que was in a fiasco in the face of a custom that spanned thousands of years. Inside the rickety carriage, he hung his wrists and stayed focused. Then he made some notes, the thick black moving freely on the snow-like rice paper.

"Regarding the fighting style of cultivators, the sword master used it is called swordsmanship, and the talisman master uses it is called Fu martial arts. I, a psychic master, of course use psychic skills. For those great cultivators who had entered the Heavenly Mandate realm, it was difficult to distinguish their skills concretely. I heard that some of the elders of the Ancestral Sect have cultivated divine skills, but I don't know the specific situation.

"These names... It's not enough. Ning Que's face stiffened slightly, he bit the tip of his pen, looked at the old man, and then said vaguely: "In my opinion, they can generally be called magic masters, because they only use magic.

The old man frowned tightly and said sternly, "How do you define the word 'magic'?"

Defeated again, Ning Que spread out his hands to show his innocence.

"Aside from the cultivators mentioned above, martial arts martial artists are the most common of all cultivators. Their perception of the Qi of Heaven and Earth may be weaker than that of other cultivator sects, but their combat power is extremely strong. In battle, the warrior's whole body can be filled with the qi of heaven and earth, and from head to toe, it is as if he is wearing a set of armor. In addition, in their daily training, they will use their Heaven and Earth Qi to stimulate their flesh and blood, creating a steely body.

"The yellowish giant at the entrance of Beishan Road, is it a martial artist?"

"Yes, but his level is relatively low. The four great generals of our Tang Empire are the best warriors in the world. If a salvo of arrows pierces their armor, it will be blocked by the vitality of their defenses. Even if the vitality of the defense is pierced, their steely bodies can prevent them from being seriously injured. In front of these powerful cultivators, it is useless for you to be proficient in archery.

These words naturally reminded Ning Que of two words - Xiahou. Then he just calmly jotted down some notes, and kept thinking about the methods he could take to deal with these strong men.

"If you choose to get close to a powerful warrior in battle, you will be killed quickly. Your relationship can be likened to the relationship between a vole and a lion. Even if you are strong, you can't get rid of them. With a flick of their wrist, they will break your neck.

"If the arrow is covered in vitality... Can it hurt a warrior? Ning Que asked seriously, and suddenly raised his head.

After thinking for a moment, Lao Xiu slowly shook his head and said, "Considering the difference between arrows and swords, very few cultivators try to wrap arrows with the qi of heaven and earth. To ensure speed, it had to be very light. Unfortunately, the vitality attached to the arrow quickly dissipated due to the interference of natural induction and the lack of inscriptions. Of course, if someone can figure out the dissipation of vitality, there is no doubt that the arrow could be a powerful long-range attack weapon.

After listening, Ning Que seemed to be thinking about something.