Duan Lin walked out of the house and Song Qingjian, who was guarding in the yard, immediately came to meet him.
Glancing at the jade slip in the boy's hand, he raised his eyebrows, "Entry-level mental method?"
He smiled and said, "Congratulations, Junior Brother Duan, for officially starting your cultivation."
Duan Lin didn't even move his lips, he just nodded lightly, walked past and went straight into the house, but soon he couldn't hold it anymore because he couldn't read.
Ethan Fang realized belatedly that his young apprentice was illiterate, so he came over in his long robe and explained and translated word by word.
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