The road is vague

Chapter 33 Lu Family Puppet

As Li Mo asked the questions in his mind about the twelve sacred mountains of Qian Kingdom, Lu Cuicui smiled and answered them immediately.

"It's no secret."

She explained it in detail.

"Our Great Qian Nation follows the Way of the Elders, which evolved from the Six Arts Sect. However, with the exception of the Spiritual Eye Sect and the Holy Tripod Sect, which insist on developing and intensively studying the Six Arts, the other sects are all based on the Six Arts Sect, with fine divisions, focusing solely on the research of a single skill, with the other skills being merely incidental."

Lu Cuicui pointed out the details one by one.

"Among them, there are sects that specialize in Yin and Yang magic, namely the Fenghuo Sect and the Xuanbing Sect. There is the Jinmu Sect that specializes in alchemy, the Tianfu Sect that specializes in talisman making, the Baibao Sect, Qianbian Sect, and Wanjian Sect that specialize in weapon refining, the Shenji Sect and Guilei Sect that specialize in puppetry, and the Daowen Sect that specializes in rune formations. Some people also say that the royal military is also considered a sect. The Qian Kingdom still has thirteen major sects, but this is not generally recognized."

Li Mo finally had a rough idea of ​​the cultivation world of Daqian Kingdom.

Muzhou is generally under the jurisdiction of Lingmumen.

The disciples of Lingmu Sect basically all come from Muzhou. There are twelve sects like this in Qian State, and there is also a secret military department. Only in this way can it become one of the six major countries in the Central Plains.

Lu Cuicui sighed.

"After thousands of years of development, our Lingmu Sect was once considered one of the more powerful sects in the Qian Kingdom. Unfortunately, during the century-long war with the Lu Kingdom, two of our Nascent Soul cultivators perished one after another. Among them was the fearsome late Nascent Soul cultivator, the All-Knowing Master. Otherwise, our sect wouldn't be in such a state right now."

"Ugh."

Li Mo couldn't help but feel regretful. After he came to Lingmumen, he had heard many people say similar things.

The rise and fall of Lingmu Sect all happened in a battle thirty years ago. In that battle, not only one late Nascent Soul cultivator was killed, but also a large number of the sect's elite and outstanding disciples.

As a result, from then on, the Lingmu Sect had no successor, and the instigator of all this was the monk from the Zaizao Sect of the State of Lu.

"It is said that once his spiritual eyes are opened, he can clearly see the general situation of the world and the spiritual veins of all things, and no demons or monsters can hide. He was one of the cultivators with the greatest hope of advancing to the Divine Transformation Stage in the Qian Kingdom. However, he was ambushed and killed by the True Man Huitian of the Zaizao Sect in the Lu Kingdom. Now, only the leader, True Man Qingling, is struggling to hold on."

The two sighed in silence and expressed regret.

"Don't put all your eggs in one basket."

The Lingmu Sect suffered heavy losses in that battle. Afterwards, the Sect Leader, Qingling Zhenren, had to select two personal disciples and try his best to cultivate a Nascent Soul cultivator to take charge of the situation in the shortest possible time.

Chen Shouyi and Sima Fu thus came to power and launched an all-round struggle.

After a long time.

Lu Cuicui swept away the haze in her heart and shook her head as if the sky had cleared up after the rain. These things should not be borne by them, the disciples in the Qi training stage.

"Forget it, let's not think about that. The most important thing for us now is to work hard on our own. If we always rely on the help of our ancestors, we will end up accomplishing nothing. By the way, Li Mo, are you interested in puppetry?"

"this?"

Li Mo looked at the rough little dog that kept doing somersaults in front of him and asked tentatively, "Would you like to teach me?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Cuicui smiled and nodded.

"No problem, if you're interested."

Li Mo still found it hard to believe that he would encounter such a good thing, and he couldn't help but confirm it again.

"Is it free?"

"Of course!"

After getting Lu Cuicui's affirmative answer, Li Mo was immediately surprised. He naturally would not refuse. After all, it was free, and it would never hurt to know more.

At the same time, he also looked at Lu Cuicui with admiration.

"That's great, I'd certainly like to learn."

Upon hearing this, Lu Cuicui chuckled, looked around, and pointed to the pavilion a few dozen feet away.

"Let's go to the pavilion over there. I'll explain it to you slowly. I've been learning from others since I was little, but today I can finally be a teacher."

In general.

A puppet, no matter what form it appears in, can be divided into five elements.

They are the control department, energy department, combat department, mobility department, and survival department.

In addition to the control of the spirit, the energy of the spirit stone, the destructive device of the combat unit, and the basic materials of the survival unit, the mechanical skills used by the puppeteer to refine the puppet and the combat skills used to control the puppet are also crucial in determining the strength of the puppet.

Lu Cuicui spoke eloquently for nearly an hour before Li Mo finally understood the basic knowledge of puppetry.

The Lu family's puppetry is good at making so-called animal-shaped puppets.

This type of puppet often has a single powerful function, but its performance can often be seen through by the enemy.

He thought of the wooden oxen and flowing horses he had seen in Anle City and couldn't help but ask, "So, those wooden oxen and flowing horses also rely on spirit stones as their power?"

"of course."

After receiving Lu Cuicui's affirmative answer, Li Mo then asked, "Then their controlling spirits are the souls of cattle and horses?"

Lu Cuicui pretended to be thinking.

"Well, that's not certain. It could be the spirit of some other animal, but the animal would have to be docile in life. Otherwise, it would need some rituals to remove its wildness, or a cultivator could cast a spell to control it."

Li Mo nodded.

He then asked how long it would take him to reach Lu Cuicui's current puppetry skills if he started from scratch.

Lu Cuicui sighed and smiled.

"I don't know either. Sometimes I wonder if I really don't have any talent for puppetry. I've been learning since I was ten, and it's been five years, but I can only reach this level. As my cousin said, I lack a sense of the overall situation and always get caught up in certain details."

Having said that, she sighed helplessly with some frustration.

"However, I have a cousin who I heard started learning puppetry at the age of twelve. Within three years, he was able to independently create beast-shaped puppets. Their strength was enough to compete with third-rate masters in the martial arts world. His family regarded him as a genius puppeteer. During his three years of training at the training hall, he was accepted as a disciple by a Jindan ancestor of the family, and he won first place in the final examination of that year."

Lu Cuicui's tone was full of admiration and envy.

Hearing this, Li Mo couldn't help but ask tentatively, "Cousin you're talking about, isn't he called Lu Song?"

"what?"

Lu Cuicui was surprised and asked, "How did you know?"

Li Mo briefly talked about his experience as a gatekeeper at Jubao Hall last month, but he did not mention Lu Song's embarrassment to Wang Zhu.

Upon hearing this, Lu Cuicui couldn't help but nodded and smiled.

"Yes, that's him. In fact, he's only 24 years old this year. When I was little, he often took me everywhere to play!"

At only twenty-four years old, he was already a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage.

Even if this was due to the strong support of the Lu family, Lu Song would not be an easy person to deal with as he was able to successfully build his foundation at this age.

If Wang Zhu wants to wait for an opportunity to take revenge, he will have a long way to go.

Looking at the sweet smile on Lu Cuicui's face, Li Mo really couldn't connect her with Lu Song.

The time came to the afternoon.

Li Mo and Lu Cuicui arrived at the kitchen of the training hall on time, ready to complete the task of preparing the afternoon meal. It was still simple food, but the vegetables boiled in plain water had a different taste.

Fortunately, no one on Qingming Mountain would complain about this.

Because anyone who complained had already been reprimanded by the uncles in the Enlightenment Hall for indulging in food and drink. Time passed day by day.

Li Mo felt that every day in the training hall was very fulfilling.

Whenever Master Chen Rong came to the training hall to give a sermon, he would go and listen carefully, using all his contributions to learning the basics of alchemy.

During his rest time, he would practice martial arts with Ma Ling, Niu Li and Yang Guang to cultivate his sentiments, or listen to Lu Cuicui explain puppetry.

After a long time.

Li Mo lamented that he seemed to have not seen Lu Tianyou for a long time.

He could occasionally see Wang Feng, Zhu Yidan, Zhao Xiaonan and others, but they were all busy with their own things. Lu Tianyou didn't know what was wrong with them, as they couldn't even eat on time.

He looked around several times but didn't see his good friend, which made him a little worried.

So when he had some free time that day, he came to the door of Lu Tianyou's dormitory according to his previous memory.

"Tianyou, it's been so long, what have you been busy with?"

Hearing this, Lu Tianyou sat up from the bed. When he saw that it was Li Mo, he immediately lay down again with a sad face, looking decadent and in great pain.

"I'm heartbroken, woo woo."

Li Mo couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Why, you, the heart-burning arsonist, also have your moments of misstep. Is it that Miss Ye?"

After Li Mo entered the room, he cleaned up the room for Lu Tianyou while talking, because he really couldn't stand the mess in the room, and there should at least be a bottom line.

Seeing this, Lu Tianyou seemed a little embarrassed. He sighed and stood up to clean up.

"Her name is Ye Yimeng."

"Ok, I know."

After hearing Li Mo say this, Lu Tianyou covered his head.

He looked like he was deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself, and was seeking death. He was completely different from before.

"Do you know what I've been through? I, Young Master Lu, have always been a person who walks through flowers without getting a single leaf on me. When have I ever been so serious about a woman? I'm willing to give her everything I have, even my life!"

After a brief high, Lu Tianyou fell into depression.

"In the end, she didn't even want to look at me. And that bastard named Ye Xunhuan actually dared to threaten me. When has my eldest son, Lu, ever suffered such an injustice..."

Li Mo rolled his eyes.

"I advise you to be more open-minded. I heard from Wang Feng that the identity of that female cultivator is not ordinary. You'd better not provoke her, otherwise you will get into trouble."

Then he joked, "This is retribution for your previous two-timing. I saw Guo Hongjuan with a second-year disciple from the Advanced Training Hall some time ago."

Lu Tianyou no longer cared about Guo Hongjuan.

Now he only has Ye Yimeng in his heart. He is shrouded in a decadent and greasy mood, and there is no trace of his former unrestrained nature.

Li Mo was a little helpless.

History is really a cycle. Lu Tianyou at this moment is no different from Shi Yazhou back then, except that he is in the situation and cannot see clearly.

I just hope that this experience won't cause too many negative changes in his youthful character.

After bidding farewell to Lu Tianyou, Li Mo wrote a sign by hand saying that he wanted to spend spirit stones to learn thunder magic, and stood in the hall of the training hall waiting for an opportunity.

There were a few other people like him who were waiting silently, all of them were first-year disciples.

Li Mo's luck is pretty good.

At noon, a female monk stood in front of him.

The female cultivator had her hair combed into a bun, a string of jewel ornaments hung on her forehead, and her skin was wheat-colored. She looked at the sign in front of Li Mo.

"It's a low-level spell called Palm Thunder. If you have the second level of Qi training, you can barely cast it once. Its advantage is its immense destructive power, but its disadvantage is that it requires a close combat. It costs five spirit stones to learn, and you can master it in about seven days at the shortest, or half a month at the longest. I guarantee you'll learn it."

Li Mo was moved when he heard this.

He has martial arts skills and body movements, so it is not a big problem for him to use palm thunder at close range.

However, the price of five spirit stones asked by the other party was indeed a bit high. The price he offered was three spirit stones. After all, it was just a low-level and elementary spell.

"Four spirit stones."

After hearing this, the female cultivator hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed and signed the document.

"Shen Yun."

Li Mo silently repeated the other party's name in his mind, then paid four spirit stones and agreed on a teaching time.

This was equivalent to spending forty taels of silver at one time. Li Mo couldn't help feeling a little sad, but when he thought that he would soon be able to master real magic, the excitement in his heart gradually overcame his reluctance.

Just a few days later.

Li Mo mastered the low-level spell of Palm Thunder through his spiritual eyes and his own understanding.

On the open space of the training ground at the foot of Qingming Mountain.

Accompanied by rumbling thunder, Li Mo gathered all his magic power in the palm of his hand, forming a green thunder ball the size of an egg, and continuously spreading rolling thunder light in all directions.

With Li Mo's current magic power, he can only barely release palm thunder once, and the time he can maintain it is very limited, about ten breaths.

So he jumped up and rushed towards the huge rock in front of him as fast as he could.

Just listen to the sound of "boom"!
A half-foot-deep crater appeared on the boulder, and dense cracks spread out like a spider web, extending about two feet outward from the crater.

Shen Yun walked over and nodded with satisfaction after seeing this scene.

"You have a high level of comprehension, but your magical power is lacking, and your proficiency needs further refinement. The power of your palm thunder is enough to pose a huge threat to low-grade defensive magic tools. You may find it useful during your first-year year-end assessment. How about this, our agreement ends here?"

"it is good."

Li Mo looked at his masterpiece and showed an excited expression.

From this moment on, he officially became a cultivator and mastered the so-called immortal methods.

Shen Yun nodded and left, but halfway through, she stopped again.

"If you want to learn other lightning spells before your year-end assessment, you can come to me anytime. Here is my address."

"it is good!"

Li Mo watched the other person go away.

Palm Thunder is indeed the most destructive type among low-level primary spells. Although it has the defect of needing to be cast at close range, with Li Mo's cultivation level of only the second level of Qi training, it can actually cause such great destructive power, which has far exceeded his expectations.

The sword energy unleashed by Jiujiang Leilong Taishou had really made him envious for a long time.

But from Li Mo's current perspective, it is nothing more than that, and he will soon become stronger!

"After a while, when my proficiency improves and I reach the third level of Qi training, and my magic power becomes deeper, I shouldn't have to struggle to cast Palm Thunder anymore."

At this moment, since his magic power had been exhausted, he had to go back to the mountain to restore his magic power.

(End of this chapter)