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Zicomo nodded to indicate that he knew; he had heard about it from Dumbledore.

When other countries' mysterious forces came to attack, it was clearly an act of aggression.

It's normal for monks in my hometown to be hostile towards the mystical side of other countries now.

Li Xuanjian continued, "I'm not really clear about the forces in the Eastern cultivation world either, after all, our country is vast, and each region has its own characteristics."

"The more famous ones are Kunlun, Shushan, Maoshan, and Qingqiu in the Northeast. I come from the Shushan sect."

Zicomo said in surprise, "Could it be that they are cultivating immortality in Kunlun, practicing swordsmanship in Shushan, drawing talismans in Maoshan, or practicing shamanism in Northeast China?"

"Oh ho, you seem to know quite a bit about this! These are indeed the characteristics of these four major sects, though each sect also has its own traditions." Li Xuanjian pointed to the yellow talisman on his desk; he himself had some knowledge of talismans.

Zicomo thought to himself, "What does he know? He only knows this from reading novels in his past life."

I never imagined that the real cultivation world would be like this.

"What about Buddhism?" Zicomo suddenly realized that Li Xuanjian hadn't mentioned Buddhism.

"Buddhism does not have a large environment for survival in the cultivation world."

"But aren't there many temples for monks in China?"

"Those are all just for show. Most of those monks are only after money from the people and don't have any real skills. Of course, there are also truly enlightened monks, but most of them are traveling around, helping people and saving lives."

Zicomo roughly understood Li Xuanjian's meaning: Buddhist culture had already spread, and the local cultivation community in the East could not easily stop its spread.

However, Buddhist monks did not come along with the spread of Buddhism, and even if they did, they were only allowed to be born from among their own people.

"Uncle, could you tell me about Mount Shu?" Zicomo then asked.

Li Xuanjian nodded; he hadn't talked about these things with anyone in a long time.

"Our Shushan is different from your Hogwarts academy. Taoists believe in fate when accepting disciples. We open the mountain to accept disciples every once in a while."

"You wizards test children for magical abilities, but we at Shushan look at aptitude. As long as the aptitude meets the standards, they will be accepted into our sect."

"Our Taoist schools practice the internal alchemy path."

Upon hearing this, Zicomo blurted out instinctively: "Refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit to return to emptiness, refining emptiness to unite with the Dao?"

Li Xuanjian asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

“It’s recorded in the books at school,” Zicomo casually made up an excuse.

Actually, this was something he learned from reading novels in his previous life. He never expected it to be true. Is this really the unique romance of the East?

Li Xuanjian nodded and said, "I see. Let's continue. Just as you said, the path of internal alchemy is divided into these four realms. After several years of study and practice, disciples who are accepted into the sect can reach the first realm."

"When these disciples break through to the second realm, they will be sent out to train. That's how I came here."

"Shouldn't you be training on the land of China? Why did you travel so far?" Zicomo asked curiously.

Li Xuanjian sighed and said, "Alas, it's all because of my master's request. The country is worried about these overseas Chinese, so they specifically entrusted our sects to send some people out to take care of them."

“My master has seven disciples, and I was the unlucky one chosen. But thankfully, most of the people here are Chinese, and they all treat me very well. It's no different from being back home.”

“So how long are you going to stay here?” Zicomo asked.

"My master gave me ten years. He said that after ten years, a new fellow disciple would come to replace me."

"How long have you been here?"

"It's been nine years already. I estimate I'll be able to go back next summer. I can't believe I've been here for so long. When I first came here, I was a handsome young man just like you. Time really is a cruel mistress."

Zicomo looked at Li Xuanjian's rugged face, and his lips twitched.

He was very curious about what kind of butcher's knife could cut off someone with Louis Koo's looks to the level of Yan Chixia.

Besides, this isn't Louis Koo's version of Yan Chixia.

Zicomo quickly changed the subject, asking, "What about the next two realms?"

"The next two realms? Once you reach the Refining Spirit and Returning to Emptiness realm, you will be promoted to elder by the sect. At that time, you can take on disciples when the sect opens its doors to recruit new ones."

Of course, if you don't want to accept it, you can choose to cultivate in seclusion or travel around. As I just mentioned, if you want to establish your own Taoist temple, you must also reach this level.

As for the final stage of refining emptiness and merging with the Dao, it is said that only the sect leader has reached this realm, but he is elusive and I don't know much about him.

It is said that after breaking through to the Refining Void and Merging with the Dao, one's lifespan is extended by three hundred years, and one can split mountains and shatter rocks with a wave of the hand; calling one a demigod would not be an exaggeration.

"How would these levels compare to those in the wizarding world?" Zicomo continued to ask.

"The wizarding world? When I came to England, I went to the Ministry of Magic to register. Most of the people there were at my level. However, some had shallower skills, while others had deeper skills. There were also some who had refined their essence into qi, but I didn't pay attention to them."

At this point, Li Xuanjian's tone carried a hint of superiority.

Back then, he broke through to the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation stage when he was just over twenty years old, making him a genius among his fellow disciples.

Upon arriving in England, he discovered that the entire Ministry of Magic did not have a single elder, which made him feel proud of the strength of his own sect.

After listening, Zicomo seemed to be deep in thought. Even the elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic were only at the level of senior Qi Refining and Nascent Soul?

It seems that the cultivation world in the Eastern motherland is more powerful than he imagined.

Zicomo guessed that several professors at Hogwarts should be able to reach the realm of "Refining the Spirit and Returning to Emptiness," especially Professor Flitwick, the international dueling champion.

As for Dumbledore, he was probably just stuck at the peak of the Refining Spirit Returning to Emptiness stage, since he didn't look like he could live for another three hundred years.

"By the way, didn't you want to see some Eastern magic? How would you like me to demonstrate it?"

It was rare to meet a fellow cultivator, especially one practicing foreign methods. Li Xuanjian was also quite excited and wanted to show Qi Kemo the wonders of his Eastern cultivation techniques.

Zicomo thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, aren't you a disciple of Mount Shu? How about you show us how to fly on a sword?"

"The sword control technique is simple, but since we're indoors, I'm afraid it's difficult for me to use it effectively."

"It's not a big problem, uncle, don't resist. Let's go to an open area."

Zicomo held Lani's hand with one hand and put his other hand on Li Xuanjian's shoulder. He activated his Apparition skill, and the next instant they appeared in a forest.

This is a forest not far from Zikomo's house.

Upon arriving here, Li Xuanjian was stunned for a long time.

Having lived in England for so many years, he has gained some understanding of the wizarding world here.

Wasn't it agreed that junior wizards here aren't allowed to cast spells outside of school?

And this super long-distance displacement, even if he drew a teleportation talisman, he couldn't travel that far, right?

And it appears to be a directional teleportation.

You're telling me this is a little wizard who's not even fourteen?

What a fuss!

Li Xuanjian gasped and said, "Hiss! Xiao Qi, tell your uncle the truth. Are you really still studying at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, sir, I'll be starting third grade soon. Is there a problem?"

"This doesn't seem like the level of a third grader. And won't there be any problems with you performing magic outside of school?"

Zicomo waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, uncle. I can barely be considered a genius. I can still do things like shielding my eyes. Even if the Ministry of Magic finds out that someone is casting spells here, I didn't use a wand, did I? Their Flashback Charm won't find anything."

Li Xuanjian's lips twitched upon hearing this. If someone like Zicomo could only be considered a genius, then what was he?

Zicomo said he hadn't even realized that he hadn't used his wand during that long-distance teleportation.

If this were transferred to the East, it would be like drawing a talisman out of thin air; the young man in front of him might even have more profound magical power than him.

No wonder he couldn't sense Zikomo's magic power earlier. He thought Zikomo was too weak, but it turns out he was the weakling himself.

He couldn't sense the little girl next to Zicomo either. Could she be a big shot too?

Seeing that Li Xuanjian hadn't reacted for a while, Zicomo urged, "Uncle, please demonstrate quickly."

"Ah, oh, okay."

Li Xuanjian came to his senses and summoned his natal sword from his dantian with a thought.

He stepped onto the sword with a sword incantation in hand, then rose into the air, swiftly traversing the forest, even faster than Zicomo's flying broom.

You should know that Zicomo's flying broomstick was reinforced by the blacksmith Xiu Gu in the Round Table Hall.

As soon as Li Xuanjian summoned his longsword, Zicomo subconsciously activated his mental power.

Zicomo tried to probe the inside of the longsword, but he sensed Li Xuanjian's divine consciousness on it. If he forced his way in, he might injure Li Xuanjian, so he gave up the idea.

He had hoped to learn the secret of sword flight from Li Xuanjian, but his wishful thinking backfired.

Zicomo couldn't help but marvel at the profound foundation of the Eastern cultivation world and how well-prepared their protective measures were.

It seems that if you want to learn how to fly on a sword, you still have to go through the proper channels.

As for why he is so obsessed with flying on a sword?

Please! That's a kind of romance ingrained in the Chinese people.

Zicomo made a mental note of this; it seemed that he had another purpose for returning to the East besides capturing the phoenix.

He never considered having Li Xuanjian teach him. These things were likely part of the Shu Mountain's heritage, and Li Xuanjian couldn't possibly violate the rules of Shu Mountain by handing them over to someone he had just met.

When Li Xuanjian returned to his original spot, Zicomo gave him a thumbs up.

"Uncle, cool!"

Li Xuanjian felt a little uncomfortable listening to Qi Kemo's praise, after all, the person in front of him might be even more powerful than him.