On a snowy morning, Liu Xing left.
There was no farewell.
The real farewell was this kind of farewell…Usually, those who left with great fanfare would not be the real farewell.
A silent parting was the real parting.
There was no sound when he came, and no sound when he left.
She stepped on the morning snowflakes and left this place.
Perhaps to her, this period of time was just a fork in her life's journey. No matter what, she had to go back.
Back to the place where she belonged.
The white fox was the first to discover this because she was planning to have a snowball fight with Liu Xing that morning. When she opened the door, she found that Liu Xing had already left.
He searched the entire room but did not find her.
"There's no need to look for her. She has already left!”
The old turtle Wang Cai said lazily.
Su Fu was stunned for a moment." Leave? Where did she go?"
"Naturally, she went back to the place where she belonged!”
"She doesn't belong here."
When Liu Xing left, Tang Jiu was sitting on a roof not far away. He watched her leave and said quietly," I don't have anything to give you. If I do…I wish you a safe journey!"”
"Then I wish you the best of luck for the rest of your life.”
To Tang Jiu, parting had long become love.
The eldest senior brother, Senior Sister Ling Yun, and the previous sect master whose name was unknown.
Let's just call him Passerby A!
Tang Jiu had also noticed that the manual Liu Xing had copied was a middle-grade mystic cultivation technique.
For Tang Jiu, this was the most suitable cultivation method for him at this stage.
If one's cultivation was low to begin with, but they had to cultivate that kind of high-level cultivation technique, it would be like a child swinging a huge rock. They would not be able to move it at all.
On the other hand…if one's cultivation base was high enough to cultivate a low-level cultivation technique, it would be as easy as an adult playing with a small stone.
Therefore, Tang Jiu was at the right stage to cultivate this mystic cultivation technique.
The name of the cultivation method was unexpectedly exactly the same as the cultivation method Tang San cultivated in Douluo World.
Mysterious Heaven Skill.
At first, Tang Jiu didn't notice any difference between this cultivation technique and other cultivation techniques. After practicing for a few days, Tang Jiu finally realized how magical this cultivation technique was.
The spiritual energy in his body circulated and did not dissipate.
It was as if he had installed a millet air conditioner in his body, providing him with a steady stream of spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy was like thunder, and it would emit a terrifying aura when it was still and moved.
At this time, Tang Jiu didn't know that although this Mysterious Heaven Skill was only a mystic level cultivation method, it was indeed a method that the Great Tang's Liu family didn't pass down.
It was said that this cultivation technique was given to the Liu family's ancestor by a Bodhisattva 10,000 years ago to repay the Liu family's life-saving grace.
It was extremely difficult to cultivate. One had to have a correct temperament and not have a trace of evil thoughts in order to cultivate successfully.
Liu Xing had also tried to cultivate Mysterious Heaven Skill, but her desire was too strong, and her heart's devil was hard to get rid of, so she couldn't cultivate it successfully.
It was also because they had spent some time together that Liu Xing realized that this cultivation method was very suitable for Tang Jiu. It was practically tailor-made for him.
Hence, he gave this cultivation technique to him.
He hoped that he could bring Mysterious Heaven Skill to greater heights.
"Phew…"
"Phew…"
Inhale, exhale…
As usual, Tang Jiu sat on the roof and cultivated.
The ice and snow around them gradually melted.
The spring breeze came out.
The warm spring seemed to have returned.
He continued cultivating.
Until a week later.
Tang Jiu slowly opened his eyes, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated.
Mysterious Heaven Skill improved a bit.
This cultivation technique was very strange. It could not be cultivated too quickly or too slowly.
It had to be neither fast nor slow.
It perfectly explained what haste makes waste.
Only by calming down could he continue to improve.
Very quickly.
The summer of the second year came.
In this year, a major event occurred in the town.
On that day, a strange young man was added to the town.
For the ordinary people in the town, increasing the population was not a big deal.
However, from that day onwards, the youth was like a dazzling meteor that tore through the sky of the entire land of the Nine Prefectures.
The youth's name was Song Changling, the Great Zhou Emperor's nineteenth son.
For some reason, he only brought one follower.
Soon, Song Changling heard about Tang Jiu. He had seen many cultivators, but this was the first one like Tang Jiu.
Tang Jiu didn't cultivate to fight for power. In his words, he cultivated to have a place to settle down in this chaotic world.
Moreover, he also liked to cultivate.
Other than cultivating, he often went to play chess with the elders in the town and talked about life.
Occasionally, he would go back to the old pagoda tree to tell stories to the children, fish in the river, and go out for walks in the wild.
When he saw the rows of willow trees by the river, Song Changling would say," There are so many willow trees.”
Tang Jiu said," I don't know who carried the fine leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.”
Encountering the afterglow of the setting sun, a lone wild goose soared.
"There's a wild goose here. Why don't we shoot it down and make a stewed wild goose?" Song Changling said.”
Tang Jiu said,"The sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky."”
Song Changling was silent.
Tang Jiu said," Life is a long journey, and there will come a time when people will run out of words!”
Song Changling admired Tang Jiu more and more.
He ran to the school whenever he had something to do.
He realized that most of the students in the school were poor students. Tang Jiu taught them all kinds of knowledge…
While it was lively and interesting, it would also impart some enlightening knowledge.
Once, Song Changling hid in the window and listened to Tang Jiu discuss the way of governing the country. After class, he couldn't help but look for him." Sir, what do you mean by putting the people first, the country second, and the monarch second?”
Tang Jiu knew Song Changling's identity.
He also knew that most of the princes who could come to such a place were sent here and were not favored.
If he really became the ruler of a country in the future, perhaps he would understand that this was a good thing.
It was a blessing in disguise!
Everything had two sides.
Tang Jiu cleared his throat." Since ancient times, the emperors who put the people first and the people as the foundation are all emperors who have lived through the ages.”
"The monarch is light but the people are heavy."
" This is the best way to construct a King's Way. After years of conquering, the population will be wiped out in the flow of war, and those who win the hearts of the people will win the world.
Therefore, the final solution was to raise the people and strengthen the army, and store wealth among the people.
In this era of changing dynasties, the common people's feelings for the country would be much more indifferent. What they really cared about was how much land they had.
The best way to avoid land annexation and aristocracy was to let the people unite under a relatively loose policy.”
Song Changling stared at Tang Jiu in a daze, as if he had discovered a new continent.
That night, the two of them chatted and stayed up all night.
"Alright, if we continue chatting, my throat is going to smoke.”
Su Fu interrupted their conversation." Alright, alright. It's time for breakfast.”
That night.
Song Changling took the initiative to reveal his identity to Tang Jiu on the roof.
Tang Jiu smiled but didn't say anything.
Song Changling found it strange that he was not surprised by his identity. He said," Please help me, sir."”
" Help you?" Tang Jiu raised an eyebrow. How?"
"Now that the six countries of the Central Plains are entrenched, the Great Zhou is weak. Please come out and help me.”Song Changling bent down to carry his luggage.
" It's a pity that I don't have that ability," Tang Jiu said.”
"Sir, you don't have to be humble. With your talent, wouldn't it be a pity to return to the mountains? Wouldn't that be burying the talent?"
At this moment, Song Changling's clear eyes were filled with yearning for a better life in the future.
Tang Jiu smiled faintly and shook his head without saying anything. He turned around and left.
Song Changling wanted to reach out to stop him, but he did not do so. He only sighed.
"I can't listen to those vague words. If one day you really become the emperor and come to pick me up in a jade carriage, perhaps I will consider leaving the mountain.”
Just as Song Changling was at his wit's end, Tang Jiu's voice sounded.
Clenching his fists tightly, he looked up at the moonlight above his head. A glimmer of light flashed across his eyes. When he turned around, Tang Jiu had already disappeared.
Then, he bowed in the direction Tang Jiu had left.
"If I can get Mister's help, I will definitely unify the world and treat the people well…"
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