Yu Jing.
Imperial Ancestral Land, Candle Dragon Hall.
The place had already changed dramatically.
The original numerous oil lamps had all been removed.
The copper coffin was also gone.
The entire Great Hall was filled with many blooming flowers, and even around Candle Dragon Hall there were numerous flowers.
These were not ordinary flowers, but Spiritual Flowers cultivated by special means.
Any pot of Spiritual Flowers, among the common folk, would be enough to make many martial artists fight to the death.
Yet here, they were everywhere,
simply because the Empress Dowager liked them.
In the hall, a beautiful woman in palace garb sat poised on the elaborate and precious gilded throne.
She closed her eyes, dots of strange Spirit Light emerged from the numerous Spiritual Flowers, converged, and were absorbed into her body.
After a long time, she opened her eyes, her eternally youthful and peerless face seemed even more radiant.
"Still missing a little bit."
She sighed softly, then picked up a rusty copper mirror.
As she looked into the copper mirror, a furry face appeared in it...
...
Chen Bell Platform.
Li Qian was playing around with Little Black.
After some time of being fed medicine, Little Black’s size had changed a bit, but what changed the most was its body strength.
He basically determined that Little Black could promote the absorption of the medicine during its frequent flying activities.
However... over time, there would still be medicine sediment, causing its size to grow.
The only way to change this situation was through cultivation, to digest the sedimented medicine through cultivation.
Little Black was just an eagle, not a human, how could it know cultivation.
Unless Little Black could walk the path of Demon Transformation.
But... how to transform into a demon was unknown.
Probably only the dead wolf demon in Taiping Sacred Cave knew.
Of course, those books in the Black Iron Ring might contain Demon Transformation techniques.
But he couldn’t understand them at all right now.
Suddenly he remembered the page of demon text he gave to Elder Gu, wondering how the elder was deciphering it?
This Elder Gu was very old and not among the recalled retired elders.
Thinking of this, Li Qian decided to make a trip to Lijian City.
After training at the bell platform, he descended the mountain.
Little Black followed him all the way, soaring in the air, sometimes swooping down to grab Li Qian’s clothes with its claws, only to have Li Qian catch its claws.
Little Black flapped its wings noisily.
Once Li Qian let go, it flew out again, tirelessly.
Li Qian first went to see Li Mo.
Li Mo was already eleven or twelve years old, tall, and had changed considerably since childhood.
The past few years, Li Mo had been studying in a private school in Lijian City.
Though still silent and prone to daydreaming, he was much better than before when he would cry and throw tantrums, unable to control his emotions...
"Uncle Qian, I want to participate in Divine Sword Sect’s entry-level test."
Li Mo came running and grabbed Li Qian’s hand.
"Sure, let Ning Mom take you when the time comes."
Li Qian nodded in agreement.
Li Mo’s age was suitable for participation.
Actually, he appraised Li Mo’s root bone, which was quite good, so becoming an Inner Sect Disciple through the entry test should pose little challenge.
Moreover, Li Qian had taught him Sword Stabbing Fist three years ago, urging him to practice it daily.
"Show me your Sword Stabbing Fist, let’s see how you’ve progressed."
Li Qian said.
The page of demon text lay on the table. freewebnøvel.com
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