The old Daoist Zuo Liang was quite an interesting fellow.
"Young friend, since you're out seeing the world too, why not head to the Capital City with me? Once you're there, the methods people display are far more exciting than martial artists showing off their tricks."
He said this because he had noticed the young man in fitted martial attire sleeping off to one side. Rather embarrassingly, Lu Qing still did not know that young man's name, whereas he had learned the scholar's.
"Sounds good. I wanted to broaden my horizons anyway."
Old Daoist Zuo Liang smiled. "There are still plenty of extraordinary people in this world."
"Though people like us have lineages with names of their own, we can't compare with those prestigious orthodox schools. At most, we practice insignificant little arts."
"What makes you say that, Daoist Zuo?"
Although they had met barely a quarter of an hour ago, they were gradually relaxing as they chatted.
For one thing, Lu Qing had a clear conscience and a pure aura, which unconsciously put others at ease. Such an upright aura was especially compatible with the "righteous path" of people like Old Daoist Zuo Liang.
Naturally, he took Lu Qing for one of his own kind.
For another, Lu Qing did not think any danger would arise here, though he still had to cultivate.
Old Daoist Zuo Liang began slowly, "There's something you don't know, young friend. Though you're a rogue cultivator, strictly speaking, so am I. I usually cultivate with a few friends, and I happen to have a sect lineage, that's all."
"We've only mastered a few minor arts."
"Those prestigious cultivation schools have far more complete systems than ours. Several of their elders have even served as Grand Celestial Masters of the Dynasty."
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