You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Back in the cabin in the forest, Changqing exercised day after day. In his spare time, Yu Linglong would teach him to read according to the book.

Ever since returning from the market, Grandpa Zhao has always had a frown on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

Although Changqing was curious, he didn't ask too many questions, and the days passed peacefully for half a month.

During this period, he brewed sweet potato wine according to the ancient method, sealed it in a jar, and waited for the fine wine in half a year.

One evening, when Changqing was sweating hard, he heard a quarrel in the distance.

When he listened carefully, it seemed to be the sound of Grandpa Zhao and Yu Linglong arguing.

Changqing immediately became excited.

'Dispute Terminator' is now online.

He hurried back to the farmhouse, only to find that the two had stopped arguing.

Yu Linglong's face was filled with joy, and Grandpa Zhao's frown was much more relaxed than before.

"Grandpa Zhao, Sister Linglong, what happened?" Chang Qing asked nervously.

Yu Linglong hugged Chang Qing excitedly and said, "Grandpa Zhao finally agreed to let you practice!"

Grandpa Zhao nodded in agreement.

"Is Grandpa Zhao finally willing to teach me martial arts?" Chang Qing was a little excited but then felt something was wrong.

"Hey! Wait!! Practice? Is it cultivating immortals?" Chang Qing, who had reacted, asked excitedly.

"Are Grandpa Zhao and Sister Linglong also practitioners?" Chang Qing asked curiously. Chang Qing looked at Grandpa Zhao with some hope in his eyes.

It would be strange if I wasn't excited.

After all, the method of cultivating immortals that he wanted to find was right beside him. He had wanted to go out and look for immortality before, but now it seems like a dramatic attempt to find an immortal while riding a donkey.

The two nodded and acknowledged their identities as practitioners.

Grandpa Zhao explained, "The path of cultivation is not easy. You will face loneliness, suffering, torture, and betrayal. You must think clearly."

It only took a moment for his eyes to change from wavering to firm. Changqing raised his head and his gaze was like a chisel, determined to bore through everything in the world and reveal the truth.

He thought of his mother and the mystery surrounding himself.

Changqing took a deep breath and said:

"Grandpa Zhao, I've made up my mind. I want to practice!"

Zhao Wuji nodded with satisfaction and said:

"You can't give up martial arts either. Your aptitude is too ordinary. Only by taking martial arts as your foundation can you make your foundation more solid. At least you won't fall too far behind others in the initial stage."

"My aptitude is too low... Then it must be very difficult to practice!" He looked a little depressed, but he cheered up after a few breaths.

He knew he needed to work harder to catch up.

"Okay, go and exercise. I'll teach you the basics of Taoism in the evening." Grandpa Zhao waved his hand, signaling Changqing to leave.

Chang Qing touched his head and felt that the aura of Grandpa Zhao seemed to have changed, like an old tree welcoming spring.

He shook his head, put aside all distracting thoughts, and devoted himself more fully to his martial arts training.

As night fell, Changqing couldn't wait to return to the stone house.

A sumptuous dinner was already on the table, but Changqing had no appetite.

His mind was full of questions about cultivation, and he was looking forward to Grandpa Zhao's explanation in the evening.

As if seeing the ups and downs of Changqing's mood, Zhao Wuji frowned and gave Changqing a chestnut on the head.

The chestnut hit Changqing with great force, causing her tears to come out. She held her head and looked at Grandpa Zhao aggrievedly, while Yu Linglong was laughing secretly beside her.

Zhao Wuji seemed to be fine and put the vegetables into his mouth.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, he slowly spoke: "The most taboo thing in cultivation is to be impatient. If such a small thing affects your appetite, what should I do in the future!"

“Oh, I see.” He rubbed his head, took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and wolfed down the food.

After the meal, Zhao Wuji on the side said: "Young Master, do you know why I changed my mind and taught you Taoism?"

Chang Qing looked at the stars in the sky, thought for a moment and said, "Since we came back from the market, Grandpa Zhao has been thinking about something from time to time. I guess he has been observing me since the market."

Grandpa Zhao raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "Young Master is indeed very smart. I was indeed observing you the whole time at the market. Your attitude towards people was flawless, and your wonderful ideas, like the soap, all showed your extraordinaryness."

"Although I don't know where your soul came from, these characteristics make me see your potential. Therefore, I decided to go against the original intentions of the mistress and myself and take you on the path of cultivation."

Chang Qing's heart moved, and he asked, "Grandpa Zhao, what is my life experience?"

This question had been buried in his mind for a long time, and now he finally had the chance to ask it.

Grandpa Zhao was silent for a while, as if he was weighing something.

But in the end, he shook his head and sighed: "I can't tell you your life story yet. You know, your life story is not just a mystery, it also carries a heavy responsibility. It's too early for you to know this now."

Although Chang Qing was somewhat disappointed, he also understood Grandpa Zhao's caution. He nodded to show his understanding.

At this time, Grandpa Zhao changed the subject and asked, "Young Master, what do you think cultivation is?"

Chang Qing thought for a moment and replied, "Is it the process of sensing energy, absorbing it into the body, strengthening oneself, and achieving eternity?"

He tried to explain the practice in terms of understanding from the perspective of past lives.

Grandpa Zhao nodded in agreement: "This statement is not wrong. So, what is Tao?" he continued to ask.

Chang Qing thought for a moment and replied: "Tao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things. Therefore, Tao is the foundation of all things."

Grandpa Zhao's eyes flashed with admiration.

Zao Wou-Ki expressed his understanding:

"The Tao is everywhere, no matter how big it is outside or how small it is inside. The Tao seems to not exist, invisible and intangible. The Tao is the law. When the Tao exists and the law exists, the world comes into being. The world follows the Tao and keeps moving."

His words were profound, causing Changqing to fall into deep thought.

Then, Grandpa Zhao patted Changqing's shoulder gently and said:

"Observe the creation of heaven and earth, know the creation of all things, see the beginning and end of yin and yang, experience life and death to achieve immortality!"

“This is cultivation.”

His words were like a ray of morning light, clearing away a corner of the fog in Changqing's heart. They were also like a heavenly sound, echoing in his heart, giving him a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Changqing remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

He took a deep breath after a long time, a bitter smile showing on the corner of his mouth. This sentence contained too much information, which was too profound for him to understand yet.

"How can I comprehend the great principles of the universe in such a short period of time?" He sighed, not rushing for success.

After washing up, Changqing returned to the stone house.

Grandpa Zhao sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through the book he had taken out of the coffin.

Seeing Changqing coming in, Grandpa Zhao handed him the book and said, "Starting tomorrow, I will translate the contents of this book, and you can practice according to the mental method above."

Chang Qing asked curiously: "Grandpa Zhao, do you recognize the words in this book?"

Grandpa Zhao nodded and said, "This book was left by the mistress, and the characters are from there. If you want to learn, I can teach you later."

He said and yawned.

"Go to sleep quickly. Tomorrow will be the beginning of your formal training. Get enough rest. Let Yu'er teach you some things about cultivation tomorrow." Grandpa Zhao instructed.

Changqing responded, covered himself with the quilt and lay down.

Perhaps he was too excited to hear that he could become an immortal, and he barely closed his eyes until the sky began to brighten.

In his dream, he seemed to see the starting point of his spiritual practice, and a new world full of unknowns and adventures was opening its doors to him.