A storm slowly gathered around the Phoenix City that seemed to be extremely calm.
However, this tempest did not seem to have any effect on the courtyard of the Ling Family.
The situation within the courtyard of the Ling Family was changing every single day. However, only a few people were able to see the changes.
As for Ling Duoqing, who changed the most, only a few people could tell that Ling Duoqing had already reached the third stage of Qi-cohering Stage. As for the others, no one could tell.
On this day, as usual, Ling Duoqing woke up and everyone went to the courtyard to quietly listen to Tang Shiyun's class.
However, just as the class started, a stumbling figure ran out from the back garden and shouted excitedly: "Young Master, I finally did it! I finally gave birth to the three-thousand-year-old Heavenly Spirit Bamboo!"
Ling Duoqing waved his hand, cutting off Mi Lai's voice so that she wouldn't disturb Tang Shiyun's class.
Then, he reached out his hand to support Mi Lai, who was barely standing on her feet, and said, "I got it! "Have a good night's sleep ??"
Before he finished, he stopped because Mi Lai had fallen asleep on his body.
Others might not know, but he was clear about the situation.
In order to give birth to the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo, Mi Lai had been operating the Spring and Rain Form non-stop for the past five to six days. She did not rest even for a moment.
Seeing that Mi Lai had fallen asleep due to exhaustion, he turned around with Mi Lai in his arms and walked her to his room.
After settling Mi Lai down, he calmly walked into the courtyard and quietly listened to Tang Shiyun's lecture.
Two hours later, Tang Shiyun finished her lecture. When Tang Shiyun finished her class, Ling Wantine immediately ran over to Ling Duoqing excitedly and asked, "Dad, can I start cultivating now? I heard what Mi Lai said just now. The Heavenly Spirit Bamboo has matured! "
This was because she had heard Ling Duoqing say many times that if she wanted to cultivate, she had to wait for the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo to mature.
Ling Duoqing nodded and said: "You can cultivate now, but you weren't paying attention when you listened to the lecture just now!" However, you're still young, so it's normal for your heart to be unsteady. "
Ling Wantine couldn't care less about what her father was saying. She looked at Ling Duoqing expectantly and asked, "Dad, what should I do now?"
Ling Duoqing laughed, "You can't do anything now. Although the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo has matured, it has yet to be made into something suitable for you!"
"Then go dad quickly, what are you waiting for?" Ling Wantine quickly held Ling Duoqing's hand and pulled him towards the back garden.
Ling Duoqing let Ling Wantine pull him to the back garden with a smile.
The Heavenly Spirit Bamboo that was surrounded by a few stalks of spirit medicine had already grown to the size of a bowl. As for its height, it was at least fifteen meters tall.
"Why aren't you letting me go?" Ling Duoqing asked, "If you won't let me go, how can I help you make things?"
Ling Wantine quickly let go of Ling Duoqing and stared at him with her big eyes, trying to see what he was going to do.
Ling Duoqing walked to the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo's side and pulled out the seven to eight stalks of spirit medicine around the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo.
These few stalks of spirit medicine were the same as the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo, they were similarly three thousand years old and were all extremely precious.
After pulling out these seven or eight stalks of spirit medicine, the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo's aura was immediately released. After that, a fatal attraction spread out, and all sorts of poisonous snakes and mice and ants swarmed towards the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo.
Heavenly Spirit Bamboo could be seen everywhere, but because of their characteristics, they were too enticing to be eaten by bugs, and they were not growing at all. Furthermore, in the eyes of many, Heavenly Spirit Bamboo were not important things, and no one had ever cared about them.
Right now, Heavenly Spirit Bamboo with the power of three thousand years would naturally have a fatal attraction to other living creatures.
The first to arrive were all sorts of flying creatures.
After the flying beasts reached the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo, they immediately pounced towards it. This was because as long as they swallowed the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo, they would naturally be able to obtain a trace of dark energy from the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo. This dark energy was very important to the evolution of other creatures.
Just as these flying beasts were about to pounce on the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo, the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo's body trembled slightly. Like sharp swords, it killed all the flying beasts nearby.
"Alright, I know how powerful you are!" Ling Duoqing muttered and then pressed his hand on the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo's body.
When Ling Duoqing pressed his hand on it, the fragrance that the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo was emitting disappeared completely.
After losing its target, the Bug and Rat Ants immediately fell into chaos.
Ling Duoqing didn't pay attention to these situations at all. Instead, he grabbed the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo with both of his hands and pulled it out of the ground.
Then, he held onto the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo with both of his hands, suppressing something from the top to the roots.
After suppressing them for an hour, he finally suppressed them to the root of the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo. Then, he used both hands to form a seal and tied a knot, as if he was binding something.
Following that, Ling Duoqing's hands were like blades, slicing the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo's bamboo body into a few small sections that were one meter long.
After collecting these small pieces of bamboo shoots, Ling Duoqing looked at the remaining bamboo shoots and said lightly: "I'll put you away for a while, I'll deal with you when the time comes!"
The roots of the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo moved and entangled together, looking extremely unhappy.
Ling Duoqing didn't care about it. He took the tangled bamboo and put it into the Space Ring.
"Father, is this all?" Ling Wantine asked, flabbergasted.
"Don't worry, I just finished preparing the ingredients. Let's go to the front yard now." Ling Duoqing laughed.
He brought Ling Wantine to the front yard and sat down. Then, he took out two pieces of bamboo and cut them into thin pieces with a knife.
Then, he began to weave thin pieces of bamboo into the skeleton of a kite.
However, this skeleton looked a little strange. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like a bird.
"Dad, you made such a thing after all this time?" Ling Wantine said speechlessly.
"That's right!" Ling Duoqing raised his head to look at the sky, turned around and said to everyone, "I feel that tomorrow is a good day. You've been training at home for so long, but you haven't gone far. How about tomorrow we go out and play kite?"
Of course the others were cheering loudly, but only Ling Wantine said indignantly, "Father, what about me?! You don't care about my cultivation? "
Ling Duoqing patted Ling Wantine's head and said, "Playing the kite is the begi
ing of your cultivation. Go to bed early tonight, if not ?? "Hum, hum, hum!"
Otherwise, Ling Duoqing didn't say what was behind it.
Ling Wantine, on the other hand, felt that it was extremely strange to be able to train by herself just by releasing a kite. She had always felt that it was a bit mysterious.
However, after looking at her third brother and fifth sister lying on the ground, she felt that this was not an impossibility.
In any case, their father was a weirdo, so there might be a reason behind it.
After comforting Ling Wantine, Ling Duoqing took out another piece of bamboo and cut off a thick piece of bamboo.
Then, after a moment of polishing, he sharpened the bamboo so that it looked like a sword.
After the bamboo sword was made, Ling Duoqing gestured a bit. Then, he raised the bamboo sword, looked at the sky and said: "Are you going to come down by yourself, or should I cut you down?"
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