Volume 1, Chapter 14 Qingfeng’s top understanding: cultivation is equal to science.
Looking at the sign in his hand, the leading officer was stunned.
He whispered: "Xuan card."
He looked at Ye Tingmu in front of him in disbelief, his eyes wide open.
There are four ratings for Kyushu Demon Slayer.
Ranked in order: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang.
And the card Ye Tingmu gave him was the Xuan character card.
This means that the weak scholar in front of him had killed at least a third-level monster.
To be able to kill a third-order monster, his strength must at least be that of a strong man in the Qidong Realm among the three realms of mortals.
Don't underestimate this third-level strong man. He is considered a top-notch master in this remote Yecheng.
The other people also gathered together, and when they saw the Xuan card, they changed their previous contempt.
There was also a hint of awe in his eyes when he looked at Ye Tingmu.
The leading officer respectfully returned the sign to Ye Tingmu with both hands.
"So you are a Xuan-level demon hunter. Please forgive me for my ignorance and my rudeness."
Ye Tingmu took back the Xuan card, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and chuckled: "It's okay, you are kind-hearted, do you think I can go in?"
"Of course you can. Make way for the adults."
"Okay, okay, okay."
Several younger brothers beside him quickly moved the roadblocks away. They all looked terrified and stood aside with their heads bowed, fearing that Ye Tingmu in front of them would hate them for his previous ridicule.
Seeing such a huge difference in the officials' reactions, Dongfang Qingzhu looked at Ye Tingmu with even more curiosity.
She had always thought that among the five members of the Ye family, Feng He was the strongest.
Because Feng He had taken part in the previous two fights, his bravery and decisiveness were still vivid in people's minds.
But today, Ye Tingmu actually took out the Xuan card. Even a young lady like her who was not very worldly-wise could not help but look up to him.
It is said that a scholar is good for nothing, he only knows how to be a sage, and he is not even able to tie a chicken.
Talk big and let your imagination run wild.
Now it seems that Ye Tingmu in front of him is an exception. He is a 21-year-old Qidong Realm expert. Although his talent cannot be said to be top-notch, it is also excellent.
"Thank you very much."
"Sir, please be careful. If you need anything, you can come here and call us." The officer bowed to him and said.
Ye Tingmu nodded, and his favorable impression of the official in front of him increased a little.
Then he took Feng He and others into Liushu Town.
Although the sun was setting late, it was still early.
However, the houses on both sides of Willow Town were closed.
The streets are also very messy.
A gust of wind blew by.
Make a whirring sound.
The broken bottles and cans on the ground were blown away, making a ping-pong sound.
The wind chimes on the eaves were playing an even more eerie sound.
It's so tight that it's creepy.
Qingfeng subconsciously shrank his neck, his face a little frightened.
"Brother, is there a ghost in this place?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Jinghong and Guanqi on Dahei's body couldn't help but hold their hands together and looked around vigilantly.
Obviously a little scared.
After all, they are all children of five or six years old, so they are naturally afraid of these so-called ghosts.
Jinghong pretended to be calm, staring with a pair of big dark eyes, and said in a baby voice: "Don't be afraid, sister, Jinghong will protect you. I know martial arts, haha."
As he spoke, he waved his little fists.
This scene made the people nearby laugh and cry.
"Don't talk nonsense. Believe in science. There are no ghosts in this world. If you are asked to study, you will just slack off."
Although Dongfang Qingzhu is not a child, he is still a little scared when he sees this scene.
She came to Ye Tingmu's side and asked in a low voice: "What is science?"
The others also cast the same look, their eyes full of expectation.
They really don’t know what their elder brother is talking about science?
Ye Tingmu was stunned for a moment, forgetting that he had traveled through time. It would be boring to travel anyway, so he decided to give you some basic knowledge.
He just wanted to pass the time. In his opinion, there must be ghosts, immortals and Buddhas in this world, but so what? I don't believe in them.
Since you don’t believe it, you won’t be afraid, hehe.
He said lazily, "Science is the eternal, universal, and unique essence of civilization. It is a summary of the laws of material change under certain conditions based on real data."
Ye Tingmu spoke incessantly and with great interest.
The expressions of several people changed from expectation at the beginning, to doubt later, to surprise, and finally to confusion.
Even the big black bull's eyes were filled with surprise.
Ye Tingmu walked in front and continued to speak, and several people followed behind and continued to listen.
A perfect interpretation of the word.
Playing the lute to a cow.
He spoke for more than ten minutes before he stopped talking.
He turned around and looked at the group and asked, "So, now you understand, right?"
Several people looked at each other, and first nodded subconsciously, and then shook their heads frantically.
Seeing several people like this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"So you understand, or don't you?"
Qingfeng pointed with his fingers and replied, "I think I understand a little bit, just a little bit."
"What about you?"
"don't know."
"Moo~"
Ye Tingmu sniffed and didn't even understand what Guanqi was saying. It must be because what he said was too complicated.
So he patiently explained, "To put it simply, science allows ordinary people, mortals, to go up to the sky, into the earth, and into the sea. It can also make rain and call the wind. It can make mortals omnipotent. This is science, and those who master this knowledge are called scientists."
After he said this, several people suddenly understood and nodded.
"I see."
Jinghong raised her little hand.
"Brother, I understand too."
Ye Tingmu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and nodded with satisfaction. Jinghong understood, so there would naturally be no problem for others.
Language is an art, and I have a firm grasp of it. With just a few words, I can lead several people into the extremely complex subject of science.
Ye Qingfeng was also thoughtful and whispered, "So Han Paopao is a scientist."
"What did you say?" Ye Tingmu was a little confused. When did a scientist named Han Paopao appear? Why had he never heard of him?
Qingfeng said seriously, "Brother, didn't you tell me a story, The Mortal's Journey to Immortality? Do you remember it?"
Ye Tingmu was speechless. I'm talking to you about science, why are you talking to me about novels?
"Then what?"
"According to what you said, big brother, if mortals master science, they can go to heaven and earth, and even call the wind and rain, right?"
"so what?"
"Then isn't science the same as cultivating immortality? Han Paopao is a mortal cultivating immortality, so he's a scientist."
hiss~
Top-level understanding.
The others nodded, and even the big black one called out to show his agreement.
Ye Tingmu was confused. He felt like he had been talking for a long time but in vain.
But I didn't know how to refute it. What Qingfeng said was indeed correct. That was the case.
So science is equal to cultivation.
He was secretly sad, with a look of despair on his face.
He turned around and said in a somewhat depressed mood: "Keep on your way."
"What's wrong bro?"
"I'm fine."
Several people looked at him like this and looked at each other in confusion.
Jinghong didn't mind the big deal. He held his little head high, folded his hands in front of his chest, and spoke in a cocky tone.
"Hehe, Third Brother, you're done. You've made Big Brother angry."
"What does it have to do with me? I didn't do anything." Qingfeng's face was distorted and full of grievance.
Ye Tingmu secretly beat his chest. He could only blame himself for talking about science with Nima Xiuzhen.
Trust your sister's science.
Dongfang Qingzhu was a little confused at the moment. He wrinkled his nose and asked confusedly, "So, are there ghosts in this world?"
Qingfeng looked around warily and said, "I think so. What do you think?"
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