Traveling Frog: Burning Fruit at the Start

Lu Ming's face was calm. He was very confident. Under such terrifying pressure from him, Liu Xia would never dare to tell lies.

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

His face was pale, showing a somewhat painful expression.

"I...my...talent...is SS level..."

Liu Xia moved her mouth with difficulty and said something.

"Who discovered your talent?"

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

In an instant, the terrifying pressure disappeared immediately.

Liu Xia, who was 'free', gasped for air and was covered in sweat.

Song Ling'er's eyes were full of surprise. She had no idea what happened just now.

"Why are you sweating so much all of a sudden?" she asked Liu Xia with concern.

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

"I have a general understanding of your situation. The hospital plans to start the special training in three days. You just need to be prepared in the past few days."

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

After leaving the office, Song Ling'er realized what she was doing and shouted loudly:

"You...you just said that your talent is SS level?!"

"Shhh!!"

Liu Xia quickly covered Song Ling'er's mouth and told her not to speak so loudly.

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

After Liu Xia let go, Song Ling'er whispered: "Do you know who Lin Muqing is?"

Liu Xia naturally knew this name, but he still looked at Song Ling'er with doubtful eyes.

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

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

"Your boy is ready to fly. He has the guidance of the dean, the favor of the deputy dean and the teaching director, and he is very talented."

“The future is promising!”

Looking at Song Ling'er's caring gaze that looked like a junior, Liu Xia always felt a little weird in her heart.

After bidding farewell to Song Ling'er, Liu Xia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Lu Ming put pressure on himself just now, he actually didn't put much pressure on Liu Xia, far less than Meng Shanhai.

Therefore, he deduced that even though Lu Ming was at the SS level, he was probably just getting started.

In order to cooperate with him, he first forced his forehead to sweat, and at the same time, he also pretended to be afraid, spoke tremblingly, and showed his fear of pressure.

Recalling his performance just now, Liu Xia couldn't help but give herself an Oscar.

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

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

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

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

Hearing this, Liu Xia once again confirmed that this old man had a good background.

Because not many people know about the special training, the old man can say it casually, which explains the problem.

"Old man, I have something to ask you. I'm not sure if it's okay."

Even though they knew that the other party should have an extraordinary status, no one made this relationship clear, so Liu Xia still talked to the old man in the more casual manner before.

"Tell me about it," the old man replied.

Liu Xia hesitated for a moment, then slowly spoke.

"Do you know the first generation?"

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

"Why are you asking that question?"

The old man didn't directly answer "I know" or "I don't know". Instead, he directly asked a rhetorical question.

Liu Xia didn't intend to hide it, so he briefly told the old man about his encounter with Mr. Chu.

For some key information, he skipped it.

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

"The art of lightning control should be taught by the Heavenly Master."

Tianshijiao?

Liu Xia, who has sensitive hearing, caught the word instantly.

In Liu Xia's previous life, Tianshi sect belonged to the Taoist leader, and was occasionally mentioned in some news.

I didn’t expect that the Celestial Master Sect exists in this world.

"Since you're here, we won't cook tonight's meal!"

"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!"

The sun sets in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines through the windows on the tables in the library, making the scene peaceful and comfortable.

There were four plates of food on the table, and the middle seat was still empty.

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

"Old man, it's time to 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 it, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, the food on Liu Xia's table was very to his liking.

"It would be perfect if there was a bottle of wine."

After Liu Xia put the soup on the table, he said casually.

Boom!

A hard object hit the table directly.

"I have wine, old man. Let's just have two drinks today."

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Liu Xia changed the topic at this time and finally brought it to the first generation.

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

"The first generation, those were the first batch of awakened humans in the early stages of spiritual energy recovery."

In ancient times, human beings initially only recognized one concept called science, and despised the theories of ghosts and gods.

Until the spiritual energy revived and ferocious beasts invaded, the scientific weapons they had always relied on were useless under the claws of the ferocious beasts.

When mankind was about to be destroyed, a group of people with special abilities stood up.

They can use swords to control thunder, and mountains and rivers can collapse and rivers can be cut off in a flash. It is precisely because of their appearance that they have bought a lot of precious breathing time for human survival.

As the spiritual energy continued to become stronger, some people among humans began to gain the ability to awaken, and they gradually became the main force in resisting the ferocious beasts.

Those who were able to resist the ferocious beasts and buy time for mankind were called the first generation by those who came after them.

"Are these first generations the ascetics of the old era?"

According to Liu Xia's guess, these people may have their own cultivation methods, but they are unable to make great progress because of insufficient spiritual energy in the old era.

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

The old man cast an approving look at Liu Xia.

"I didn't expect you even knew about it as a cultivator? It seems that I still underestimate you."

"You are right, those people are the ascetics of the old era."

"And this Tao is not just Taoism, but also Confucianism, Buddhism, etc. It's just that everyone is collectively called Cultivation Tao."

This answer can be regarded as filling a large gap in Liu Xia's historical understanding. If this line of thinking continues, the middle-aged man he saw in the scroll should be the first-generation ascetic.

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 was completely frozen.

He looked at Liu Xia with a very complicated look.

"Where did you know that?"