Half a day later, Wei Ling returned to the cave and walked to the door of the Fu Room. Before he could knock on the door, the door of the Fu Room suddenly opened automatically.
"come in!"
Hearing the master's voice, Wei Ling felt happy and walked in quickly.
After seeing the master standing behind the talisman table in the depths of the talisman room, wearing a plain robe, with slightly white temples and a slightly tired face, Wei Ling calmed down his emotions and walked forward respectfully.
"Master, you asked Ling'er to come in. What are your instructions?"
As he spoke, Wei Ling placed a palm-high white porcelain vase and two hundred talisman papers on the talisman table.
Zhao Sheng didn't even look at it, but he used his spiritual consciousness to scan the disciple's body and found that his face was rosy, his body was in excellent condition, and his qi and blood were active and had increased a lot compared to a month ago.
"Ling'er, come forward!"
After hearing the master's instructions, Wei Ling walked up to Zhao Sheng obediently and skillfully stretched out his right hand, revealing a delicate green-white arm.
Zhao Sheng nodded approvingly, then stretched out two fingers with his right hand and pressed on the Cunguan point on Wei Ling's wrist. The spiritual power penetrated the opponent's meridians and blood vessels, and flowed throughout the body with the blood, carefully sensing the opponent's physical condition.
After a moment, Zhao Sheng took back his right hand, smiled with a relaxed expression, and praised: "Very good, you have not slackened in your practice this month. I am very happy to be my teacher. What reward do you want this time?"
"coming!"
Wei Ling secretly shouted excitedly that although her master had a cold and eccentric personality, he was extremely generous with his actions.
"Master, Ling'er doesn't dare to ask for anything else. You might as well reward some blood refining talismans."
Wei Ling had already thought about what he wanted. The blood refining talisman was the most sought-after item in the sect, second only to merit points, and his master was the best at it. He would be a fool not to use the blood refining talisman.
"Um,"
Zhao Sheng casually took out a stack of blood refining talismans and handed them to his overjoyed apprentice. At the same time, he asked seemingly casually: "Ling'er, you have been practicing the "Blood Refining and Body Training Technique" for nearly a year, but do you feel any discomfort?
?
Zhao Sheng didn't care about the blood refining talisman at all. He refined a lot of these things. On the contrary, he was very concerned about Wei Ling's cultivation.
"Ling'er doesn't feel anything is wrong. His physical fitness and cultivation have improved very quickly, but the essence and blood condensation is too slow, and the sect's essence and blood pills are always out of stock.
Master, you might as well refine a few more batches of essence and blood talismans, my grandfather has been urging me recently."
Wei Ling's grandfather is Wei Youquan. The Lingyun Academy he presides over is getting bigger and bigger every year, with so many disciples that it can't supply enough blood refining talismans.
Recently, I have received messages again and again, hoping to increase the supply of blood refining talismans. As for the guarantee of secret techniques, spiritual stones, refining materials, etc., they are indispensable.
Zhao Sheng knew this very well, but he did not expect that Wei Youquan was so greedy for power that in order to improve his "performance", he would even take advantage of his own granddaughter.
"When you go back, write back to your grandfather and say that the supply in the second half of the year will be increased by another 10%. But tell him not to fool me with some bad street tricks. If you can't come up with something really good at the end of the year, don't
Blame me for substituting someone else to cooperate."
"Master, don't worry, I will definitely send a message to urge grandpa!"
"Well, you go out!"
Wei Ling withdrew with a worried look on his face. Zhao Sheng put away his things, changed into a new set of robes, and left the cave.
Moya Mountain is steep and precipitous. Most of the monks' caves in the sect were built in the cliffs. Zhao Sheng's cave was no exception. The cave was built on a protruding stone cliff on the sunny side of the mountain.
Walking to the edge of the cliff, the clouds and fog are sparse below, the mountain wind is howling, and the palaces and buildings under the mountain are all in sight. But from here, they are as small as sesame seeds, densely packed, and the area is only the size of a palm.
Zhao Sheng looked up and saw the sun hanging in the sky, releasing endless light and heat.
After thinking about it, he took out the spirit fire gourd and tossed it gently. The spirit fire gourd suddenly grew to the height of a person, and its belly was as big as a water tank.
Zhao Sheng jumped on the spiritual gourd with a thought in his mind.
The brilliance of the spiritual fire gourd flashed, rose rapidly, and flew towards the sun.
In just a moment, Zhao Sheng stepped on the spiritual gourd, passed through the thick clouds and mist, and broke through the atmosphere.
Up high in the sky, the sky is clear and the view is infinitely broad.
Zhao Sheng looked up and saw, against a blue background, a stone pavilion with green tiles and jade pillars and eight corners, ignoring the biting wind, quietly hanging high in the sky.
The name of this stone pavilion is Fangdang Pavilion, which means frankness and no malice.
This is a public place where the foundation-building monks of the Guiyuan Sect often come here to conduct transactions.
Zhao Sheng smiled slightly, and the spirit gourd suddenly accelerated and flew towards Shiting.
More than ten miles passed by in a flash, and when he arrived at the stone pavilion, Zhao Sheng put away the spiritual gourd, passed through a layer of faint white light, and walked into the stone pavilion with a smile.
The stone pavilion is not big, with only a white jade table and three round stone benches beside the table.
At this time, in the stone pavilion, the childlike and crane-haired Gan Zhenzi sat on a stone bench early, looking at Zhao Sheng who had arrived as promised with a smile.
"Junior Brother Zhao, please sit down!" Gan Zhenzi waved to Zhao Sheng and pointed to the stone bench opposite.
Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, walked forward in two steps, and sat opposite Gan Zhenzi.
"Senior Brother Qian, you invited me here today, but did you find out about One Yuan Heavy Water?"
"Without talking about this, let me first ask my junior brother to have a taste of this Ningshen tea. How does it taste?"
As he spoke, Ganzhenzi waved his long sleeves, and two white jade teacups suddenly appeared on the stone table.
Then, Gan Zhenzi took out a palm-sized black spirit wood box.
Open the lid, carefully take out two pieces of tea leaves as big as melon seeds and as green as jade, and put them into the bottom of the tea cup.
After doing this, Gan Zhenzi said with a smile: "Junior Brother Zhao, it is said that good tea goes with good water! I heard that you have a bottle of Zixia Jade Dew in your hand."
"Brother Qian, you are really..."
Zhao Sheng smiled, stretched out his hand and tapped the other person a few times, then took out the white jade purification bottle, with the bottle mouth slanting downwards.
Suddenly, a stream of water leaked from the mouth of the bottle.
The water flow had a light purple halo, split into two water lines in an instant, and fell accurately into the two teacups.
When the water in the teacup rose and it was eighty percent full, Zhao Sheng immediately put the white jade bottle back.
"Junior brother, you are a bit stingy!"
Although he said this, Ganzhenzi's hand movements were not slow, and two white spiritual flames popped out in succession with just one finger.
The spirit flame flew to the bottom of the teacup, then lifted the teacup off the table and hung it between the two of them.
Zhao Sheng's face changed when he saw this, and he said in surprise: "This is... the Great Sun Spiritual Fire?! Senior brother, you are only in the middle stage of foundation building, and you have successfully refined it! Congratulations!"
The Great Sun Spirit Fire is a type of heaven and earth spirit fire. Because it can be extracted from sunlight, it is one of the easiest spiritual fires to collect in the world.
Qian Zhenzi practiced the "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Technique", and Zhao Sheng did not expect that his practice went so smoothly.
Recalling that he didn't even see the appearance of Yiyuan Heavy Water, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
"Lucky, lucky!" Gan Zhenzi said with a proud face, but pretended to be humble.
As he spoke, the water began to boil, and a strong aroma of tea suddenly filled the stone pavilion.
Zhao Sheng took a sip of tea, his spirit became clear, and his thoughts suddenly accelerated by three points.
nice one!
Inchi Mako waved his hand, and the two teacups fell and flew towards the two of them.
"please!"
"please!"
Zhao Sheng caught the tea cup, rinsed it dry, and then drank the whole cup of tea in one gulp.
As soon as the tea was drunk, a stream of fresh air suddenly rushed up from the abdomen, passed through the chest, abdomen and neck, and instantly poured into the Zi Mansion, turning into a blue spiritual rain and dripping into the boundless sea of souls.
In an instant, Zhao Sheng's mind was extremely clear and his consciousness was extremely active. He rushed out of the Zi Mansion in an instant and released it wantonly.
Seventeen feet, seventeen feet two, seventeen feet four...it grew until it was eighteen feet away, and the range of the consciousness expanded to the limit.
“Great tea!”
After a long time, Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed with surprise.
"Haha! Although Ningshen Tea is good, Zixia Jade Dew is also wonderful." Gan Zhenzi replied with a smile on his face.
After the two complimented each other a few more times, they got down to business.