blood contract

Hearing this information, Lingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that the problem was that she did not enter according to the wooden sign indicating the entrance, which was why she made such a fuss.

This time she showed all the venues of Tianzi Wooden Pai, including chess, tea, wine, weapon, alchemy, formation, talisman... there are many types.

It is indeed a hundred schools of thought contending!

Lingling was still undecided about where to go. After a while, he planned the route and decided to visit the Tingxue Hall first.

Following the instructions on the wooden sign, it was easy to find the animal cart, got on the animal cart, and went to the Tingxue Hall.

Most of the people who come to the Ting Academy are newcomers to the Hundred Schools of Thought. The venue is very large, semicircular in shape, trapezoidal up and down, with blue-gray stone steps, and tables and chairs on fixed stone platforms. It can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

There are two pieces of white brocade hanging on the left and right sides of the podium in the venue, one with graphics and the other with text.

Weapon refining inscriptions and ancient inscriptions.

The former Lingling was not interested, but she was quite interested in hearing different explanations of Taikoo Wen.

She deliberately found an inconspicuous seat at the back and sat down, where she could see every corner of the venue.

As she expected, it was boring when talking about the inscriptions, and many young monks even admitted their mistakes. When it came to the ancient text, the general idea was that it was the origin of the universe and the foundation of all things. What is the Tao that one cultivates, what is the "Tao", etc.

The young monks in the audience knew very little, and the desire for knowledge was shining in their eyes. In order for these young monks to understand, the master on the stage explained in a simple and easy-to-understand manner, which also made Lingling gain new insights from it. A lot.

After listening to the lesson, she put away her notes with satisfaction, checked her next destination, quickly walked out of the venue, and took the beast cart to the Ancient Inscription Hall.

There were not many people in the ancient inscription hall, so Lingling put away her hat and looked at each artifact carefully. If there were unique inscriptions, she would draw them and record them and annotate them.

"Can I see your notes?" An old man's deep and powerful voice came from behind.

Lingling turned around and saw a thin man with a smile on his face, with messy white hair hanging loosely. He was wearing a plain robe that was still somewhat empty, and there were obviously a few ink stains on the sleeves and body.

It is strange to meet such a sloppy old man at such a celebration.

Lingling bowed to the old man without paying attention, and handed over his notebook. Without saying anything, he continued to look at the inscriptions engraved on the utensils.

"Well, the annotations are good and comprehensive... Oh! This annotation is new... This one is a bit biased... Well, this is good..." The old man said to himself as he flipped through it. Unknowingly, I had finished reading Lingling's notes. It seemed a little unsatisfactory, so I asked: "I haven't finished the notes yet. Is there another one?" As he said that, he stretched out his hand and waited for the girl to take one. Give it to him.

Lingling looked at the little old man, frowned, and said, "Just be content. What else do you want after reading this book?"

Hearing this, the little old man was obviously stunned.

Lingling stretched out her hand and waited for the little old man to return her hand-tied notes to her.

The little old man laughed and said, "Others are hoping that I can give you some advice, but you, my little one, won't give it to you. Do you know who I am?"

Lingling felt that the little old man relied on his elders and tried to suppress him by respecting his elders.

She narrowed her eyes and said with a smile on her face, "You are so strange, old man! Do I have to know you?"

The little old man was not angry, and said with a smile: "Your spiritual veins are damaged, so you want to do something in the inscription. I can help you."

"Oh!" He could immediately tell that her spiritual veins were damaged, and the old man was by no means an ordinary person. Lingling rolled his eyes, took the hand stick, and drew a strange symbol on it. To outsiders, it looked like a little person drawn by a child.

Lingling handed it to the little old man, "If you can always answer it, I will show you another notebook."

The little old man took it over and looked at it with disdain. At this glance, his pupils narrowed suddenly and he said in a trembling voice: "Baby, where...where did you see it?"

I was waiting for the old man to give me an answer, but unexpectedly he asked me about it.

"Tch, I can't answer, but you have the nerve to say that you can help me." Lingling took away his notebook and turned around to leave.

"Oops!!! Knocked over someone!" The little old man lay on the ground, hugged her feet, and groaned feebly: "If you don't tell me today, you can't go anywhere."

A word suddenly flashed in Lingling's mind - touch porcelain!

Before the situation gets serious, you must be more ruthless than him to deal with a cheating person.

Lingling's knees weakened and she knelt on the ground, her eyes red, looking pitiful, "Help! It's indecent!"

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a sloppy little old man with a nymphomaniac is relying on a cute little girl with long legs.

The little old man suddenly realized that the trick he had tried so many times before had hit a rough patch today and no longer worked.

With such a call, the little old man stood up in a hurry. He wanted to save his own face before his identity was recognized by others.

In just such a blink of an eye, Lingling dodges and slips away!

The little old man was left messy in the wind.

The girl doll is quite a person!

Lingling quickly walked out of the venue and took the beast cart to the next location - the weapon refining hall.

The Weapon Refining Hall, as the name suggests, is used to refine weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual weapons. The main material is selected, different auxiliary materials are added, and flames of different temperatures are used for forging, extruding, hammering, cooling, polishing, trimming, grinding, and inlaying over and over again.

A good weapon maker must be excellent in all aspects. Not only must he be familiar with various materials, but he must also have an understanding of the properties of the materials. Different materials have different forging methods, quenching methods, and changes when adding auxiliary materials. Finally, different methods of planing and shaping, cold forging or hot forging, and quenching changes must be used, and the aesthetic ability with a sense of the times must be adopted.

Here Lingling saw Xiao Yisong. He was sitting in the front row, listening attentively to the explanation of the weapon refiner. From time to time, he asked the master questions that he did not understand. After the master clarified his doubts, he carefully wrote annotations.

After the master of weapon refining has finished explaining, he will personally demonstrate a simple process of refining the weapon, allowing students to observe intuitively and deepen their impression.

After it was over, Xiao Yisong stayed there to record his thoughts. Lingling walked out of the venue and suddenly saw Xiao Yue sitting in the pavilion next to the venue, secretly wiping tears.

"Why are you crying here? Who bullied you?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Yue suddenly raised her head and saw Lingling, who had lifted half of her scarf, smiling at her. The sense of intimacy and trust made her couldn't help but throw herself on Lingling and burst into tears.

"You're such a heartless person, you just left me and left. Do you know, I've been having such a hard time during this time!"

"..." Lingling.

well! Why do these words sound so chattering!

"Xiao Yue, it's strange for you to say this. Why do you mean I abandon you? I..."

"Just leave me behind, I've been looking for you... ugh..." Xiao Yue didn't wait for Lingling to finish her words and blamed her for 'leaving without saying goodbye'.

The cry attracted the attention of the passing monk. Some people accused the two of being inappropriate for having an affair in broad daylight, and some people looked at Lingling with the word 'scumbag' written all over their eyes.