Travel Frog: Start Burning Fruit

Lu Ming's face was calm, he was very confident, under such terrifying pressure from himself, Liu Xia would never dare to tell lies.

Sure enough, as the coercion continued to increase, fine beads of sweat began to appear on Liu Xia's forehead.

His face was pale, showing a somewhat painful expression.

"My... my... talent...is SS rank..."

Liu Xia moved his mouth with difficulty, and uttered a word.

"Who discovered your talent!"

"One...an old man named Lin Muqing..."

In an instant, the terrifying coercion disappeared immediately.

Liu Xia, who got the 'freedom', was panting heavily and sweating profusely.

Song Linger's eyes were full of surprise, she had no idea what happened just now.

"Why are you sweating so much suddenly?" She asked Liu Xia with concern.

"It's just a little hot." Liu Xia replied panting.

"I already have a general understanding of your situation. The academy plans to start the special training in three days. You just need to prepare for it in the next few days."

Lu Ming waved his hand, allowing the two to leave.

After leaving the office, Song Linger came to her senses and shouted suddenly:
"You...you just said that your talent is SS rank?!"

"Shhh!!"

Liu Xia hurriedly covered Song Linger's small mouth, telling her not to speak so loudly.

Only then did the latter realize that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately signaled Liu Xia that he understood with his eyes.

After Liu Xia let go, Song Linger whispered, "Do you know who Lin Muqing is?"

Liu Xia naturally knew the name, but he still looked at Song Linger with puzzled eyes.

"Lin Muqing, that's the dean of our Huaqing College!!"

Liu Xia immediately cooperated with a surprised expression, and his tone was exaggerated, "No way? That old man is actually the dean?!"

"Your boy is preparing to fly. He is guided by the dean, favored by the deputy dean and the teaching director, and he is very talented."

"The future is promising!"

Looking at Song Ling'er's caring gaze like looking at a junior, Liu Xia always felt a little weird.

After bidding farewell to Song Linger, Liu Xia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Lu Ming put pressure on himself just now, the pressure on Liu Xia was actually not that great, far inferior to Meng Shanhai.

Therefore, he infers that even if Lu Ming is at the SS level, he should be just getting started.

In order to cooperate with him, I first forced myself to sweat on my forehead, and at the same time pretended to be afraid, trembling when speaking, showing fear of coercion.

Recalling the performance just now, Liu Xia couldn't help but want to give herself an Oscar statuette.

There are still three days, Meng Shanhai also reminded himself, try not to leave the academy.

Liu Xia found that he had nowhere to go, so he could only go to the library.

Seeing Liu Xia appearing at the door, the old man froze for a moment.

"Why are you here? Aren't you going to go to special training?"

Hearing this, Liu Xia once again confirmed that this old man has a lot of background.

Because of the special training, not many people know about it, and the old man can say it casually, which is very telling.

"Old man, I have something to ask you, I don't know if it's okay."

Even though he knew that the other party should be of extraordinary status, but no one pointed out this relationship, Liu Xia still talked to the old man in a more casual manner before.

"Tell me about it." The old man replied.

Liu Xia hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Do you know the first generation?"

Now it was the old man's turn to be silent.

"Why are you asking this question?"

The old man didn't directly answer "know" or "don't know", but instead asked a rhetorical question.

Liu Xia didn't intend to hide anything, so she briefly told the old man about her encounter with Mr. Chu.

For some key information, he just skipped it.

After listening to Liu Xia's words, the old man muttered to himself.

"The technique of controlling thunder should be taught by a celestial master."

Heavenly Master?
Liu Xia, who has a keen hearing, caught the word in an instant.

In Liu Xia's previous life, Tianshijiao belonged to the leader of Taoism, and it was occasionally mentioned in some news.

I didn't expect that there is also the existence of Tianshijiao in this world.

"Since you're here, I won't be cooking dinner tonight!"

"As a reward, old man, I will tell you the story of the first generation."

Liu Xia immediately agreed, and then took the initiative to walk towards the kitchen.

"Old man, it's a deal!"

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun falls on the desks in the library through the windows, creating a peaceful and pleasant picture.

There are four dishes on the table, and the middle seat is still empty.

At this time, Liu Xia's voice came from the kitchen.

"Old man, let's eat!"

As he spoke, he slowly walked out of the kitchen with a large bowl of soup in his hands.

"coming!"

The old man sniffed, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, Liu Xia's dish is very suitable for him.

"If there is a jug of wine, it will be perfect."

After Liu Xia set out the soup, she said something casually.

Boom!
A hard object hit the table directly.

"I have wine, old man. Today we will have two glasses."

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

At this moment, Liu Xia changed the topic and finally brought it to the first generation.

The old man picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.

"The first generation, that was the first batch of awakened humans in the early days of spiritual recovery."

In ancient times, human beings initially only recognized a concept called science, and they despised those ghosts and gods.

Until the revival of spiritual energy appeared and fierce beasts invaded wantonly, the scientific weapons they had been relying on had no effect under the sharp claws of fierce beasts.

When human beings were about to be destroyed, a group of people with special abilities stood up.

They can control the thunder with their swords, and the mountains and rivers will collapse and the rivers will stop flowing.It is precisely because of their appearance that many precious respite time have been won for human survival.

As the aura continued to grow, some humans began to gain the ability to awaken, and they gradually became the main force against the beasts.

Those who resisted the fierce beasts and bought time for humans at the beginning were called the first generation by the later generations.

"Are these first generations the monks of the old age?"

According to Liu Xia's guess, these people may have cultivated their minds themselves, but they couldn't make great progress because of the lack of aura in the old age.

When the aura is revived, these people are the first batch of beneficiaries.

The old man gave Liu Xia an approving look.

"I didn't expect you to know even a monk? It seems that I still underestimate you."

"You are right, those people are monks from the old days."

"And this way is not only Taoism, but also Confucianism, Buddhism, etc. It's just that everyone systematically calls it Taoism."

This answer can be regarded as filling a large part of the gap in Liu Xia's historical cognition.If he followed this line of thought, the middle-aged man he saw in the picture scroll should be the first generation of ascetics.

Immediately, Liu Xia asked another question.

"Has the history recorded in the book been deliberately deleted for hundreds of years?"

As soon as these words came out, the old man froze completely.

He looked at Liu Xia with a very complicated look.

"How did you know that?"