Comprehension Ability: I Come From the Great Emperor Family-Chapter 74 - 73: Communication, Injuries, Dao Talisman!

Fifty miles outside Cyan Mountain Village, in front of the temple.

After safely escorting Chang Qing, Su Zian waved his hand and took out a jade talisman.

A small ’Su’ character was inscribed on it.

"This is..."

Chang Qing took the jade talisman, curiously examining it.

"A communication charm used among cultivators."

Su Zian chuckled, "You’re about to step into cultivation, and this is indispensable."

"My spiritual sense for communication has already been imprinted inside. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can directly tell me."

Upon hearing this, Chang Qing became very interested, held the jade talisman, and closed his eyes to feel it.

Though he hadn’t started cultivating yet, after having been unconscious, he could sense some things from the outside world.

Indeed, he could clearly perceive the shining dots inside the communication charm, though oddly, there were two dots.

One had Su Zian’s strong presence, while the other felt unfamiliar.

"Did you sense it?"

Su Zian smiled mysteriously, "That person is my elder brother, you can call him that as well."

"You can call me or him if you encounter trouble."

"He’s quite busy now, but he’ll come to see you when he has time. Remember to ask him for a gift when you meet."

Thinking of this, Su Zian wanted to laugh.

Su Moyan is very proud, proud to the bone.

If his gift is a vast, original Sword Sun,

then Su Moyan’s gift must absolutely surpass his.

Being the elder brother, how could his gift be less than the second brother’s?

That is something Su Moyan could never accept.

But as luck would have it, Su Zian’s gift seemed like a Sword Sun, but it was accompanied with the Great Emperor’s Mausoleum and ancient inheritance!

If all of this were counted in, the gift would be terrifyingly grand.

Not to mention the domain master’s son, even a domain master would be left in the dust.

"Although I might get beaten by my father, it’s worth it to see the elder brother humbled."

The thought of that scene instantly brightened Su Zian’s spirits.

As for whether Su Moyan would present a more valuable gift than his, he hadn’t even considered it.

It was simply impossible!

"Chang Qing, the future is long, let’s go."

After a brief conversation, Su Zian did not linger. With a hearty laugh, he ascended into the sky, disappearing in an instant.

...

"Second brother... elder brother."

Watching Su Zian’s departing figure, Chang Qing sighed inwardly.

It seems that not all in the Su family are poor relatives; there are indeed a few outstanding individuals.

"In the future, I will also become an immortal flying through the skies, bringing glory to my parents!"

With determination in his eyes, Chang Qing saw the daylight breaking over the horizon. He decided not to rest, turning toward the temple and shouting,

"Uncle Fu, let’s go."

There were only three days left until the commencement at Little Immortal Sect, better to set off early to avoid any mishaps along the way.

As his voice faded, Uncle Fu and Xuan Qingzi walked out of the temple one after another.

"Master, please wait a moment, cough... I’ll go fetch the horse."

Uncle Fu said with a cheerful smile, but the severe injuries he suffered recently were not easily healed, and he couldn’t help but cough twice.

Chang Qing cast a curious glance at Uncle Fu.

"Could it be the cold caught from traveling day and night?"

"It must be. Uncle Fu is getting on in years; his body doesn’t compare to a young man’s. It’s time to take care of him."

Chang Qing mused to himself.

Originally, he had lost confidence in that Celestial Doctor secret scroll, given that Uncle Wen Lin hadn’t been cured.

Yet recently in the ruins, the Nine Profound Needle Technique worked wonders for him, reigniting his desire to learn.

"How fruitful was your endeavor?"

While Chang Qing was pondering, Xuan Qingzi approached with a smile and asked.

Uncle Fu had returned earlier and conveyed his thanks on behalf of the Su family, while also briefing on Chang Qing’s current situation.

Xuan Qingzi wasn’t too surprised by this; it was not unexpected for Chang Qing to have some background.

But what intrigued him was the education methods of the Su family.

"Raising through hardship..."

Looking at the oblivious Chang Qing, Xuan Qingzi’s face showed a quirky smile.

It was uncertain how Chang Qing would feel upon learning the truth.

"The gains were quite average overall."

Chang Qing responded with a smile, "But my constitution has improved significantly; entering a small sect should be manageable."

He looked at Xuan Qingzi, "Are you also planning to join me?"

"Little Immortal Sect, of course, I want to take a look."

Xuan Qingzi’s eyes held a hint of anticipation, "It should be quite grand, right?"

Created by the Domain Master, with legends of the ancient stone carvings setting the scene.

The prodigies heading there must be innumerable.

"Grand?"

Chang Qing was puzzled, not understanding what was grand about a little-known sect.

But he didn’t inquire further, instead, he asked hopefully, "Would you still be able to continue teaching me Dao script?"

After studying for some time, Chang Qing grew increasingly fascinated with the Eight-Treasure Compass.

His curiosity about the mighty Buddhist techniques recorded on it grew stronger.

"Naturally, I can."

Xuan Qingzi looked at Chang Qing with a smile in his eyes.

Not to mention Chang Qing’s request for teaching, even if Chang Qing hadn’t shown interest, he would find a way to teach.

For someone who could rejuvenate the Dao, as long as they wished to learn, there was nothing he wouldn’t strive to teach, not merely a few Dao scripts.

"Then I thank you, Daoist Master." Chang Qing smiled and bowed respectfully.

"Master, cough... the carriage is ready."

At this point, Uncle Fu’s voice was heard.

"Uncle Fu, are you feeling unwell from a cold?"

Seeing Uncle Fu’s not-so-good complexion, Chang Qing hesitated,

"I’ve learned some medical skills. If it’s getting hard to bear, I could take a look at you first."

Although he had gained some confidence in the Celestial Doctor secret scroll, he didn’t boast too much.

The experiences of failure made him much more cautious in this regard.

"Haha, it’s nothing, it will pass in a few days."

Uncle Fu waved his hand with a smile, but inside he sighed.

The wounds from the Great Saint weren’t easily treated; it might take several years to completely recover.

Thankfully, the Su family provided plenty of alchemical elixirs, allowing him to avoid lasting ill-effects.

"Chang Qing has studied medicine?"

Xuan Qingzi asked curiously.

Medicine had been lost with time, and since Alchemy Dao flourished, few practiced medicine.

"Just some mountain lore and superstition, no formal guidance, self-studied." Chang Qing replied with a casual wave.

Xuan Qingzi pondered Chang Qing’s ordinary life experiences and was instantly enlightened.

Presumably, he had come across a physician and inadvertently learned some basic medical skills.

Thinking this, he didn’t give it much thought.

...

The group boarded the carriage, heading directly toward Little Immortal Sect along the official road.

Along the way, Chang Qing was not idle, diligently studying Dao script, corresponding it with the Buddhist scriptures on the compass.

Xuan Qingzi, while teaching, grew increasingly astonished.

Dao script was complex, a hundred times more difficult than ordinary script.

Not only were the characters intricate, but profound truths were embedded within.

Although not as challenging as the entry-level script of Confucian Dao, it was not simply learned.

Back when he learned Dao script, he practiced day and night for three months.

But Chang Qing...

Two days!

In just two short days, Chang Qing mastered all the Dao script and could write it proficiently.

The elegance and beauty of his characters even surpassed many prodigies in the Dao sect.

This left Xuan Qingzi near despondent.

"This talent..."

Watching Chang Qing study earnestly, Xuan Qingzi sighed inwardly,

"It doesn’t even inspire a sense of competition."

There were people who once expressed such sentiments toward him, but he felt nothing special then.

Now, facing a prodigy who exceeded him by more than one tier, he deeply felt that helplessness.

Meanwhile, Chang Qing remained oblivious to Xuan Qingzi’s thoughts.

After mastering all the Dao script, he immediately began correlating them, deciphering the Buddhist patterns on the Eight-Treasure Compass.

In just a moment, his eyes lit up,

"I’ve succeeded!"

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