Nonsense! How could my adopted son be a villain?

Song Nanchu felt a sense of doubt, but then he remembered that Xu Lingguang's aptitude was indeed mediocre before he became the sect leader of Qingyu Sect. It was not surprising that it took him decades to reach the Qi Induction and Foundation Establishment stage. He could only patiently say, "I am about to leave Ailao Mountain. Before I leave, I can take you a few times. Whether you can learn it or not depends entirely on yourself."

Xu Lingguang nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay, you teach me first."

Then, belatedly realizing what he had said, he asked in surprise, "You're leaving?" After spending so much time together, he actually quite liked Song Nanchu. Even if they couldn't be a loving teacher and student, it would be nice to be friends.

Moreover, if Song Nanchu leaves, he will be all alone here.

Xu Lingguang wasn't good at hiding his emotions, and a hint of reluctance appeared in his eyes: "Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, has it?"

"That's about it, and I have other things to do."

Song Nanchu was eager to leave as soon as possible, to sever the friendship that had grown up over the past month. He calmly said, "All good things must come to an end."

Xu Lingguang sighed and said, "That's true."

He hung his head for a while, then cheered up and pulled Song Nanchu, saying, "Then you'd better hurry up and teach me how to practice this, otherwise when you come to see me next time, I might already be dead."

Song Nan moved his mouth as if to say that he would not come again, but under Xu Lingguang's gaze, he ultimately said nothing, only saying with a blank face, "Sit down cross-legged, and I will guide your spiritual energy first."

Xu Lingguang sat down cross-legged as instructed. Seeing Song Nanchu sitting down opposite him, he asked somewhat nervously, "What else do I need to do?"

"Stretch out your hand, palm up."

Xu Lingguang obediently extended his hand, but just as Song Nanchu was about to put his palm together with him, he quickly withdrew his hand, clenched his fist, and asked hesitantly, "Will it hurt? I... I want to be mentally prepared."

Song Nanchu: "..."

No, reach out your hand.

"Oh." Xu Lingguang smiled, then stretched out his palm with a look of grim determination and closed his eyes.

The expected pain did not come. A cool and gentle spiritual energy emanated from his palm, slowly circulating along his spiritual meridians, gradually soothing the hidden pain inside his body.

Whether it was psychological or not, Xu Lingguang even felt that his mind was clearer.

He secretly opened one eye to examine Song Nanchu. Song Nanchu noticed and frowned, scolding, "Close your eyes, calm your mind, and pay attention to how my spiritual power is circulating."

"Oh." Xu Lingguang quickly closed his eyes, muttering to himself with dissatisfaction, "Who is the master and who is the disciple?"

But since he needed someone's help, a true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm, so he decided not to argue with Song Nan.

Song Nan painstakingly helped Xu Lingguang smooth out the chaotic spiritual energy in his body. By the time he finished, he was slightly sweaty at the temples, and his body, which had been recovering quite well, was starting to feel weak again.

On the other hand, Xu Lingguang's high fever subsided, his complexion returned to normal, and he was overjoyed, looking as if he wanted to get up and jump around immediately.

If Zhou Fuying knew, she would surely make fun of him.

Using spiritual power to guide someone's spiritual veins is extremely dangerous for both parties. Xu Lingguang is unaware of the danger due to amnesia, while Xu Lingguang knowingly walks into danger. If Xu Lingguang has any ulterior motives, he could easily be ambushed and severely injured at this time.

But he did it anyway.

Song Nan lowered his eyes listlessly and patiently explained the key points of the cultivation technique to Xu Lingguang again. After that, regardless of whether Xu Lingguang understood or not, he transformed back into his original form and slowly climbed up the pillar to the roof beam, looking as if he no longer wanted to pay attention to Xu Lingguang.

Xu Lingguang wisely stopped bothering him and instead focused on studying the cultivation techniques that Song Nan had taught him.

It turned out that his body was indeed originally a powerful one. Following Song Nan's advice, he tried to slowly circulate the much more docile spiritual energy within his body, and he actually succeeded.

It's a very strange feeling that can't be accurately described in words; only those who have experienced it firsthand can understand.

Having made a good start, Xu Lingguang regained his confidence and calmed his mind to continue circulating his spiritual energy.

……

Because he started practicing the cultivation technique, Xu Lingguang felt that his physical condition was much better than before, and even walking became easier.

Although Song Nanchu said that this only relieved his pain and did not cure the root cause, he was still very happy.

The only thing that upset me was that Song Nan was leaving.

Xu Lingguang was actually a little reluctant to leave. He had suddenly transmigrated to this world, where he was unfamiliar with everyone and everything. The people he spent the most time with were his three apprentices. Although everyone had their own ulterior motives at first, they had developed some genuine feelings for each other after spending so much time together.

However, Xu Lingguang was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

Song Nan didn't say where he was going, only that he wouldn't be returning to Qingyu Sect for the time being. Xu Lingguang gave a muffled "oh" and silently saw him off from Ailao Mountain.

He followed Song Nan for a long time, but in the end Song Nan turned back and said, "All good things must come to an end. Go back now."

Xu Lingguang stopped seeing him off and stood there forlornly watching him transform into a black-scaled python, gradually disappearing into the shadows of the grass and trees.

Xu Lingguang returned home dejectedly. Looking at the two pheasants strolling freely in the yard, he picked them up, stroked them, and said, "From now on, it's just the two of us left to depend on each other."

*

Life without one person does feel much colder and more lonely. Xu Lingguang is actually a person who loves liveliness. He doesn't like being the center of attention, but he likes the feeling of being surrounded by liveliness, which makes him feel less lonely.

However, everyone is an adult and must learn to live alone and adapt to loneliness. So after seeing Song Nan off, Xu Lingguang began to think about finding some work to do.

He spends most of his time cultivating himself and a small portion of his time wandering around the mountains.

The Ailao Mountains are vast, and even though he wandered around aimlessly, he only explored a small part of the area.

Beyond those layers upon layers of tree shadows lies a more distant and expansive land, where flowing clouds shroud the deep green tree shadows, inspiring both longing and hesitation.

Xu Lingguang valued his life highly and dared not venture too deep into the mountains. However, he would occasionally stand on high ground and gaze at the clouds and mist, thinking that if there really was a Chenghuang in the Ailao Mountains, it must live there.

Xu Lingguang gazed into the distance for a while, then bent down again and carefully dug up the ginseng.

Indeed, after wandering around for a while, he discovered ginseng in the mountains.

He might not recognize other medicinal herbs, but he could easily identify ginseng.

During this time, he focused on cultivation and indeed felt much healthier. However, Song Nanchu's promise of a two-month period before leaving made him somewhat worried. He didn't want to sit idly by and wait for his death, so he decided to go into the mountains to find something valuable. He planned to sell it along with the spirit stones when he came down the mountain to get money and then find a good doctor to treat his illness.

Xu Lingguang was always very efficient. He carefully wrapped the ginseng he had dug up in a cloth and put it in his homemade basket. He then went back to get a water bottle and some dry food, put the chickens back in their coop, and provided them with food and water. He then went down the mountain with high spirits.