Although Xu Changāan didnāt know Li Zhibaiās true power, he had great confidence in her. At least, so far, she had resolved all the cultivation difficulties he had encountered.
Xu Changāan looked at the Daoist nun in front of him in confusion.
She explained so many things about cultivation, but wasnāt the key in the Cultivation Technique to guide Spiritual Qi to open the Lower Elixir Field? Why then... did she say she couldnāt teach him?
"Is there a problem with the Cultivation Technique?" Xu Changāan asked.
Perhaps itās because ordinary people donāt need this method to open up their Elixir Field, so Li Zhibai didnāt have it.
"This is Muyu Peak. Those cultivation techniques are no longer recorded, there are no grades, but the Daoist Sect does have related things, I do know a bit..." Li Zhibaiās eye twitched slightly, a ruler flashed in her hand, then she put it away after thinking.
One who is unaware is innocent; itās hard to blame.
Li Zhibai hesitated, a difficult expression briefly surfacing in her eyes.
She suddenly realized that she didnāt quite know how to start a conversation with Xu Changāan, it wasnāt exactly shyness... just awkwardness.
If it were an ordinary woman from Muyu Peak, not to mention the Yin Yang Dual Cultivation technique, even opening with some colored jokes would be commonplace.
But Li Zhibai just secluded herself on Muyu Peak, having no real connection with Muyu Peak or the Hehuan Sect, except for a good relationship with Zhu Tongjun in Beisang City.
Actually, before today, she would have spoken freely with Xu Changāan, without thinking much of gender differences.
And that was also the image of Li Zhibai in Xu Changāanās heart.
However... today she happened to meet Yun Qian and entered a unique "Refining Heart" state, where long-suppressed memories of her teenage years surged back, allowing her to regain some lost emotions.
As a result, the person standing beside Xu Changāan became a Li Zhibai with a "girlish heart" and no emotional experience, making it difficult for her to speak about such matters to Xu Changāan now.
This was quite normal; she considered herself a senior, but precisely because of that, it was even harder to start the conversation.
Such matters, even a mother cannot pass on to her child.
At this moment, this fake Daoist nun couldnāt speak Natural Daoist Laws, and besides... feeling awkward was also a kind of ānaturalā.
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Outside, rainwater rushed across the ground, the messy pitter-patter causing Li Zhibai a bit of disorder.
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Seeing Li Zhibaiās "Celestial Beingās struggle" appearance, a small question mark floated above Xu Changāanās head.
Was it because ordinary people couldnāt use such Cultivation Technique that it was especially precious?
The teacher said it was an unrated Cultivation Technique, he also knew some.
Either itās the already eliminated "Ancient Technique," or itās a particularly precious Secret Technique, but from what Li Zhibai just said, it shouldnāt be anything particularly precious on Muyu Peak.
However, speaking again.
He was very clear about his teacherās "poverty," and perhaps indeed couldnāt afford even low-level items.
Despite his doubts, thinking of Yun Qianās cultivation, Xu Changāan said earnestly: "Teacher, I havenāt chosen the two Cultivation Techniques after opening the source... whatever you want, I can get it from the Library Pavilion."
"You havenāt exchanged them? Itās been so long since opening the source." Li Zhibai raised her head instinctively, then said: "Yes, these days the Black Stone Tower collapsed... but you donāt need to exchange in the Library Pavilion, save the opportunity for later use."
Running to the Library Pavilion to publicly exchange for an Ancient Technique of the Hehuan Sect, wouldnāt this student of hers have any face left?
"Thatās right." Li Zhibai suddenly remembered something, her eyes lit up, and her fingers traced a mysterious mark in the air, as if entwined with a few strands of soft golden thread.
Facing Xu Changāanās puzzled gaze, Li Zhibai gently pressed her fingertip against Xu Changāanās brow, and the soft golden threads smoothly drilled in.
"Teacher?" Xu Changāan didnāt move, his expression wrote "perplexed" more clearly as he met Li Zhibaiās gaze.
Li Zhibai: "..."
After a long silence, she came back to her senses.
The moment the golden threads touched Xu Changāanās skin, they disintegrated into nothingness, disappearing completely from this world.
Li Zhibai looked at Xu Changāanās brow, subtly inhaled, and said: "Your Sea of Consciousness hasnāt opened yet, has it."
"Mm." Xu Changāan nodded.
The Sea of Consciousness is the Upper Elixir Field, also called the Primordial Spirit Mansion, the Palace of Nature. Having just listened to Li Zhibaiās explanation, he naturally knew he only opened the Lower Elixir Fieldās Qi Sea, nowhere near the Upper Elixir Field.
"Teacher, what happened?"
"Nothing."
Li Zhibai waved her hand.
With her perception, she could of course sense that Xu Changāanās focused area remained undeveloped, Mingtang Palace was dark, and the entire Purple Mansion wide open without the slightest sign of cultivation, full of flaws in her eyes.
For a top cultivator, faced with the current Xu Changāan, breaking his Sea of Consciousness, extracting his Three Souls and Seven Spirits, or even destroying his Mingtang Palaceās Spirit Platform, Divine Soul would be easy.
Of course, Li Zhibai wouldnāt do such things, which is why she intended to imprint her thought into Xu Changāanās mind.
To avoid the awkwardness of speaking herself, in case he asked questions he didnāt understand... what then.
But without any warning, her magic seemed to hit an indestructible barrier, and dispersed completely clean.
"Iāve heard that you can ignore the Inner Realm of the Mingxin Realm." Li Zhibai gave Xu Changāan a complex look.