Ling Yun didn't really care about festivals, unless it was a special day that would be of great help to his cultivation.
For example, the Dragon Boat Festival and the Double Ninth Festival were the days with the most Yang energy.
Another example was the Ghost Festival, which was the day with the most Yin energy. Of course, there was also the Qingming Festival, which was the first day of the tenth lunar month.
There were also the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Lantern Festival, which were full moons, as well as the fifteenth lunar month.
The Huaxia people gave these traditional festivals a strong traditional meaning, which was why they were called "festivals" to commemorate them.
However, Ling Yun valued these traditional festivals because of the changes in the sun, moon, and stars, as well as the Yin and Yang energy of heaven and earth. On this planet that was lacking in spiritual energy, these special days could allow him to achieve twice the results with half the effort.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that if Ling Yun's usual cultivation was like a "vegetarian", then these days were like "meat" to Ling Yun, and they were all sumptuous.
As for Ling Yun's way of celebrating the festival, it was simple. He cultivated like crazy!
Even if he had to go out and fight, he would wait until he was done with his cultivation — for example, the Demon Subduing Festival on the Mid-Autumn Festival.
This was Ling Yun's attitude towards the traditional festivals of Huaxia.
As for foreign festivals such as New Year's Day, Valentine's Day, April Fool's Day, and Father's Day, he didn't care about them at all. He found them annoying.
Could festivals that weren't helpful to cultivation be considered festivals? Nope!
Even though Christmas was the Western New Year, it was nothing in Ling Yun's eyes.
However, there were a few things that reminded him of it.
First, Ling Yun's five Blood Clan slaves, Edward and Paul, told him that they had been in Huaxia for half a year and hadn't gone back yet. However, they still had some matters to settle in America and wanted to go back before Christmas.
"So you're homesick?"
Ling Yun cracked a joke in the face of the two Blood Clan's sincere and expectant gazes. Then, he nodded his head in agreement.
Who didn't eat dumplings during the New Year?
Ling Yun wasn't worried that they would take the opportunity to escape. Their lives were in Ling Yun's hands. Even without the master-servant relationship, they wouldn't escape and never return.
The Earth Emperor's Book, the Black Yellow Immortal Spiritual Energy released by the Ghost Divine Willow, the Ling Family's Black Yellow Sutra, and most importantly, Ling Yun's blood were all too important to the five major Blood Clans.
"How about this, the five of you can go back together so that you can look out for each other. Otherwise, you'll be captured by your Blood Clan big shots like last time in Qingshui City. If that happens, I'll have to take action again …"
Thus, on the night of the 23rd, the five great Blood Breed slaves who had been free "sandbags" in the Ling Family Martial Arts School for more than a month left together and headed straight for the East Sea.
The East Sea was the Pacific Ocean. Now that the five major Blood Breeds were powerful enough, they decided to fly over the Pacific Ocean instead of taking a plane.
After they talked about the plan to return to China, Ling Yun's interest was piqued. He wanted to personally bring them across the ocean, but he quickly dismissed the idea.
There was nothing to do there, but after sending them off, they would have to immediately cross the ocean and come back, which was equivalent to a wasted trip and a waste of spiritual energy.
Therefore, the five Blood Clans were allowed to leave China and return to America. This let Ling Yun know that Christmas was coming.
Another thing was the overwhelming amount of text messages on Ling Yun's phone, as well as various messages on VX Moments.
"Christmas is coming, it's so lonely being alone in Qingshui City …"
This was posted by Xue Meining. Obviously, there was a hidden meaning behind her words.
There were many people who liked the post, and at the same time, there were many similar replies.
"Christmas is coming, it's so lonely being alone in the mountains …" Miao Xiao Miao:
"Christmas is coming, it's so lonely being alone in Hong Kong …" Murong Feixue:
"… Alone in the Flaming Mountain …" Cao Shanshan:
…
Ling Yun scanned through his Moments as fast as he could, as well as all sorts of text messages. He also selected the important ones to reply to.
Then, he threw his phone back into the Great Void Ring.
Thus, the whole world was peaceful.
He broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to take it out again.
At seven o 'clock in the morning of the 24th, Ling Yun ended his cultivation in the sky and appeared in the plaza of the Ling Family Martial Arts School.
At this moment, there were more than a hundred people in the plaza in front of Ling Yun. They were all sitting cross-legged, cultivating hard.
Among these people, most of them were naturally Ling Yun's seventy-two disciples and the Ling Family's thirty-six men of sacrifice. In addition, there were Cui Lao, Ling Yong, Ling Feng, Wang Chongxiao, Li Piaoyang, and so on.
As for Ling Xiu, Ling Xue, and Ling Li, the three of them hadn't been here for seven to eight days. That was because the things that Ling Yun taught them in school were no longer of much help to them.
Ling Yong and Ling Feng's realms weren't inferior to Ling Xiu's, so it was the same for them. However, they had been staying in this martial arts school for the past month and rarely went home to rest.
There were many reasons.
First of all, these two fellows weren't interested in Ling Yun's four secret arts, alchemy, forging weapons, talismans, and formations.
Secondly, compared to cultivating in the Ling Family, they preferred the cultivation atmosphere in the martial arts school. There were people breaking through every day, and it was lively.
Most importantly, they found people who were both teachers and friends. This period of time was extremely helpful to their cultivation.
Ling Yong found Wang Chongxiao.
Ling Feng found Li Piaoyang.
Just like his name, Wang Chongxiao was a heroic and domineering person. He was also a straightforward person, which suited Ling Yong's temperament very well.
Li Piaoyang, on the other hand, was once a genius in the Sword Dao. He was now the chief guardian of the Lingyun Sword Sect. Since Ling Feng was obsessed with the Sword Dao, the two of them naturally hit it off.
In fact, after more than a month of intensive lectures, there wasn't much that Ling Yun could teach. After all, whether it was Ancient Martial Arts or Cultivation, the master led the way, and the cultivation was up to the individual.
Only Ling Yun, who had reached the Tribulation Passing Stage before, could grasp the knowledge of cultivation, including various theories and techniques. Coupled with his experience, he was able to explain the profound in simple terms for such a long time and in such a comprehensive manner.
If it were someone else, they would have emptied their cultivation insights in a few days.
Moreover, at the beginning of the lecture, Ling Yun had already instructed Cui Lao to make a complete recording so that the Ling Family could view it at any time.
The Ling Family here naturally referred to Ling Lie, Ling Xiao, his wife, and Ling Yue.
Due to their status, it was impossible for them to attend classes at the Ling Family Martial Arts School. Moreover, it was impossible for Ling Yun to lecture these elders every day at home. Therefore, Ling Yun used such a compromise.
Since there was such a good technological method in this world, why not use it?
"Everyone, stop practicing for now."
After Ling Yun appeared, he immediately called everyone out of their state of cultivation.
"I have something to say to everyone.
"After more than a month, I've told you all what I should have told you and given you all pointers that I should have. I've also given you all pointers."
"This kind of thing will only happen once. In the future … I think it won't happen again.
"After all, it's Cultivation. Once you get started, you'll have a suitable technique to practice. How far you can go after that depends on yourself."
Ling Yun announced the end of more than a month of intensive lectures and pointers. Without saying anything else, he changed the topic.
"I heard that today is Christmas Eve, tomorrow is Christmas, and in a few days, it will be New Year's Day.
"Therefore, I want to take this opportunity to give everyone a holiday. A total of … hmm, let's make it seven days. You can do whatever you want, but you're not allowed to stay in this martial arts school anymore."
After Ling Yun finished, he looked at everyone's reaction.
"Ah!"
"A … holiday?!"
"Isn't it just a stupid Christmas? What's so good about a holiday? I'm so close to breaking through to the mid-stage of the Xiantian Realm …"
"That's right, breaking through is still the most enjoyable thing to do. I don't know where to go when I suddenly have a holiday."
"I don't know what to do either … but Master said that we're not allowed to stay in this formation …"
The ones who had the most intense reaction were naturally the 72 disciples of Ling Yun. They had improved too much in the past month and had long tasted the wonders of cultivation. They simply couldn't bear to leave this state of cultivation where they were constantly improving.
"Stop!"
Ling Yun's Mystical Dragon Howl interrupted everyone's discussion.
Then, he smiled and cleared his throat. "I'm going to Qingshui City now. Do any of you want to go back with me?"
"What!"
"Master is going back to Qingshui City?"
"Then I understand. We definitely have to go back together. Haha, it just so happens that I'm homesick."
…
"Since that's the case, let's go!"
Ling Yun laughed when he heard that. He gave Cui Lao and the rest a look and secretly instructed them through telepathy. Then, he waved his hand.
First, a huge force lifted all seventy-two disciples up. Ling Yun brought them up five hundred meters into the air.
"I'll bring you guys to experience what it is like to fly in the air."
Ling Yun saw that his disciples would be able to enter the Qi Cultivation Stage in at most a year. By then, he would have already entered Kunlun. Therefore, he decided to bring them to experience it first.
Whether it was flying on a sword or in the air, being able to fly would always be the biggest difference between cultivators and mortals.
Along the way, Ling Yun talked and laughed with everyone. He tried his best to slow down his flying speed, but it only took him ten minutes to reach the sky above Qingshui City.
"So … so fast!"
When they saw the familiar bustling city below them, Lv Wenlong, Luo Yucheng, and the rest were completely dumbfounded.
That was a distance of more than a thousand kilometers. It would take more than an hour for a plane to travel, and that was only considering the time spent in the air.
In the end, Ling Yun brought them there in less than ten minutes?
"This is the slowest."
Ling Yun smiled as he replied to everyone. In his heart, he thought that this amount of time was more than enough for him to cross the Pacific Ocean and make a return trip to America.
Of course, he had to fly at full speed.
He randomly found a secluded spot in the suburbs to land. Then, he reminded them, "Now, you guys know the rules. You can only use what you've learned if you meet an enemy of similar strength. Otherwise, you have to act like an ordinary person. "
Everyone nodded solemnly. This was a big rule of the Ling Family. There was no need for Ling Yun to specifically remind them.
"Then, everyone can disperse here. Go home and have a good rest. Spend some time with your parents. You guys can return to Beijing on your own in seven days."
Ling Yun waved his hand, signaling for them to disperse and return home.
Boom!
Then, Ling Yun released his Divine Will. Within a radius of a hundred kilometers, the entire Qingshui City was like an exquisite sand table. Everything was clearly reflected in Ling Yun's mind.
All the useless information and things that he didn't want to see were directly filtered out.
The next moment …
Qingshui Lake.
Qingxi District Mansion Number One.
Qingshui Wharf Mansion Number Nine.
Qingshui High.
Ling Yun Corporation.
Ordinary People's Clinic.
Linjiang Road, New Jiangbei City …
…
Zhuang Meifeng, Xue Meining, Yao Rou, Liang Fengyi …
They were either eating breakfast, reading in the morning, cultivating, or sleeping soundly …
Their faces and smiles were all reflected in Ling Yun's heart in an instant, and he could see them clearly.
Ling Yun observed for a moment, then looked up at the sky and pondered.
A figure walked out from Ling Yun's body and left for Qingshui High.
Then, another went to Yao Rou's mansion.
The third went to Ling Yun's private hospital.
He had no choice. Time was of the essence.
After his three Yin God Dharmakayas left, Ling Yun chuckled and arrived at the Ling Yun Corporation in a flash.
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