Cui Jiu had been trying desperately to memorize things, until his head was spinning.
In the end, Bai Qingqing said that this process would not be required in the future and there was no need to bother remembering it.
I almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
But daring not to complain, he could only take a deep breath and humbly say, "Sir, could you please speak a little slower?"
"A bad pen is worse than a good memory," Bai Qingqing said, glancing at Cui Jiu.
"Huh?" Cui Jiu didn't understand.
“This is your first time encountering something like this. Even if I explain it slowly, you might not be able to remember everything,” Bai Qingqing said.
"Then, what should we do?" Cui Jiu asked anxiously, sweat beading on his forehead. "Please advise me, sir."
"Didn't I just say that a bad pen is worse than a good memory?" Bai Qingqing said helplessly, "If you write it down in black and white and look at it from time to time, you'll remember it, right?"
This brain of his is, more or less, somewhat... worrisome.
“What you say is right, sir.” Cui Jiu’s eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly rummaged through his spatial storage for paper and pen.
Like a student listening attentively in class.
His eyes revealed a clear folly.
Bai Qingqing pursed her lips, then deliberately slowed down, explaining everything in detail.
Since this was Cui Jiu's first time encountering these things, his understanding was naturally slower.
However, things went more smoothly as we progressed.
By the time Bai Qingqing finished explaining the electronic version of the Book of Life and Death, more than half a day had passed.
Bai Qingqing was so bored talking that her mouth was practically dry.
I've never had this much trouble even when I had a full day of classes at Tianyuan Academy.
Bai Qingqing took out a bottle of tea from the system space and gulped down a few mouthfuls.
The aroma of tea fills the air the moment the lid is opened.
With each breath, Cui Jiu felt a surge of spiritual energy flow into his spiritual meridians, instantly advancing him to a minor realm.
What kind of tea is this?
You can get promoted just by smelling a scent?
That's incredible.
Seeing Cui Jiu staring at her expectantly, Bai Qingqing took out a bottle and tossed it to Cui Jiu: "Homemade jasmine honey tea, tastes good, try it."
Cui Jiu caught it in a flurry of activity.
This precious tea, whose aroma alone can elevate one's cultivation to a higher level, is just given to me like this?
Cui Jiu pursed her lips, somewhat incredulous.
"Try it, it tastes good," Bai Qingqing said again.
"Oh, okay. Thank you, sir." Cui Jiu hurriedly opened the lid, and the aroma of tea immediately wafted out.
Cui Jiu quickly took a deep breath.
Such precious tea aroma cannot be wasted in the slightest.
After taking two deep breaths and raising his cultivation level by one small step, Cui Jiu carefully took a sip.
The tea has a sweet and refreshing aroma, making it very pleasant to drink.
Most importantly, with just one bite, he had already advanced to the peak of the ninth level of the Half-Step Immortal Realm.
There is still some left.
However, because there are no Heavenly Laws, it is impossible to advance further.
If he possessed the complete laws of Heaven, Cui Jiu felt that this one bite would be enough to stabilize him at the second or third level of the Immortal Realm.
What a pity.
“Look at those notes often and practice more. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask me,” Bai Qingqing added.
"Thank you, sir." Cui Jiu pursed his lips, looking at Bai Qingqing with some hesitation.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Bai Qingqing asked.
"My lord, may I add your communication stone?" Cui Jiu asked this question with great trepidation.
"Add Wukong, and have him relay any messages to me," Bai Qingqing said.
She doesn't usually use the Transmission Stone and the Transmission Stone.
If anything happens, everyone contacts her through Wukong.
As she spoke, Bai Qingqing opened the door and called out, "Wukong, come in for a moment."
"Coming!" Wukong immediately ran over: "Master, you were looking for me?"
"Add his teleportation stone," Bai Qingqing said. "If he needs to contact me in the future, please pass on his message."
"Yes, Master." Wukong nodded, took out his teleportation stone, and exchanged teleportation tokens with Cui Jiu.
"You can familiarize yourself with the Book of Life and Death here. I need to go to the Black Mist Forest now," Bai Qingqing said.
“Master, I’ll go with you,” Wukong said.
"You stay here quietly and keep an eye on them so they don't cause any trouble. I'll be back soon," Bai Qingqing said gently.
"Yes, Master, don't worry." Wukong nodded obediently.
"Sir, are you looking for the door in the Black Mist Forest?" Cui Jiu asked.
"Yes." Bai Qingqing nodded.
“My lord, I know where it is, and I can take you there. But we’ll have to wait until the riot in the Black Mist Forest has subsided,” Cui Jiu said.
"A mere riot, nothing to brag about." Bai Qingqing waved her hand. "I know the exact location; you don't need to lead the way."
"My lord, that riot is very fierce. If we get caught in the black mist..."
"It's alright." Bai Qingqing waved her hand again.
Cui Jiu wanted to say a few more words of advice, but Wukong interrupted him: "Master, then please come back soon."
joke.
It's just a wisp of black fog, just a riot.
Even when they see the owner, they have to go around him.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Qingqing, Wukong, and Cui Jiu came out of the sand house, and Mo Qianxue hurriedly went to greet them.
"My lord, have you finished talking with Cui Jiu?" Mo Qianxue blinked and asked.
She was in agony, feeling like her heart was being torn apart, but she didn't dare ask.
That was pure agony.
"Mm." Bai Qingqing nodded. "Thank you for the sand house."
"You're too kind, sir," Mo Qianxue said hurriedly. "What are your plans next, sir?"
“Let’s go to the Black Mist Forest,” Bai Qingqing said. “Wukong and the others will have to stay with you for a while. Please forgive us for any inconvenience.”
“You have been kind to me, and I should repay you. This is just a small matter, and I won’t bother you,” Mo Qianxue said.
She had originally intended to remind people that there was a riot or something.
But then he suddenly remembered Wukong's words about "above the gods," and instead lit a row of candles for those beings in the Black Mist Forest.
"Alright, I'll be right back." Bai Qingqing took a step forward and disappeared from everyone's sight the next second.
Wukong explained something to the others, then looked at Mo Qianxue: "Miss Mo, I have something to say to you, please come over."
Mo Qianxue nodded and followed Wukong a few steps inside.
Wukong casually erected a barrier, blocking the sight and hearing of outsiders.
Mo Qianxue looked at the barrier with curiosity.
After watching for a while, she realized that the barrier that Wukong had casually set up was far superior to the jade disc barrier left by her grandfather.
It truly lives up to its reputation as Miss Bai's spirit pet.
"Miss Mo, I'd like to ask, what is Mo Liang to you?" Wukong asked.
Mo Qianxue's eyes widened immediately: "You, how did you know?"
“That was my Mo family’s ancestor.”
"He has been gone for millions of years."
"If it weren't for the family genealogy being passed down through generations, I probably wouldn't have known either."
Mo Qianxue pursed her lips, looked up at Wukong, and asked uncertainly, "Great Sage, do you... do you know my ancestor?"
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