Chapter seven hundred and fourteenth touch porcelain?
On Chang'an Avenue, Lin Ze was wearing a black shirt and wandering aimlessly on the street.
Pedestrians coming and going, vendors shouting loudly, and scattered gorgeous carriages reflect the prosperity of Chang'an City.
After coming to this world for twenty years, Lin Ze rarely spent time appreciating the beauty of this world.
He only cares about two things every day: supporting Hu Hai to rise to power, and seeking training resources for himself to improve his martial arts skills.
Apart from that, Lin Ze doesn't have many other hobbies, so he is still a virgin.
If I really had to find a word to describe it, it would probably be: a fly camp and a dog dog dog.
Just like those office workers in later generations, they squeezed onto the overcrowded subway in the morning, rushed from the suburbs to the city center for work, and took the crowded bus back home in the evening.
Completely forgetting about the life and the pleasant scenery along the way.
The deduction of the method of using the body to nourish the spirit is stuck at a key point, and Xiao Jin needs to complete the deduction.
Lin Ze, who had nothing to do, planned to leave the cold practice room for a while and go out on the street to relax and gain some insights into life.
By the way, I took the opportunity to strengthen my soul in another way.
Lin Ze did not directly copy the soul carving method given by Xu Fu. Instead, he combined his own characteristics and did something to suit his needs to speed up the carving.
After all, Xu Fu spent nearly a hundred years carving the picture of seeking immortality, but he still failed to completely succeed.
With the current increasingly urgent situation, how could Lin Ze be given a hundred years to practice?
Half an hour later, Xiao Jin's mechanical voice sounded in Lin Ze's mind: "Inform the host that the deduction of the mysterious method of body healing is completed. Is the information transmitted?"
Lin Ze stopped and replied: "Wait a minute, tell me first, how much has the soul strengthened in the past half hour?"
Xiao Jinchi paused for a moment and responded: "This time the strength of the host's soul increases every inch. The current upper limit of the host is four feet and one inch."
A smile appeared on Lin Ze's face: "So, the high-level levels of the Soul Realm have been leveled, and there will be no obstacles to advancing to the next level."
There are three thresholds in the realm of the divine soul, which are when the divine soul grows to one foot, four feet, and one foot.
These three levels are not easy to break through. Normally, many people will be stuck.
Lin Ze was lucky to say that he didn't spend too long before the checkpoint.
The first time he did it accidentally, and this time he did it deliberately, both allowed him to get through it very smoothly.
To be precise, compared to the first time when Lin Ze was passive, this time Lin Ze took advantage of Xu Fu.
The effect of actively mobilizing emotions to gain souls is much better than passively mobilizing emotions to gain souls.
"Record it, the emotional expression is more sensational, and the burst of emotions will double the effect of enhancing the soul."
Lin Ze gave Xiao Jin a special instruction.
Xiao Jin replied: "It has been recorded. Do you want to send the information about the mysterious method of body healing?"
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
After saying this, Lin Ze turned around and left the street as quickly as possible, returning to the Champion House.
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A burst of information flashed through his mind. Lin Ze reached out and used his master's power to capture a jade box. He opened the jade box, shattered a seventh-grade natural material sent by Confucianism, crumpled it into a ball, and swallowed it in one gulp.
The whole movement is smooth and smooth, done in one go.
Then the master's power flowed endlessly in Lin Ze's body, locking the medicinal power between the internal organs for them to absorb.
At the same time, Lin Ze closed his eyes and controlled his internal organs to beat at a special frequency, trying to absorb the medicinal power released by a seventh-grade natural material.
"Boom boom boom"
In the practice room, there was a constant muffled sound.
After a moment, Lin Ze suddenly opened his eyes, took a long breath, and a stream of air spurted out of his mouth.
Then, the wall of the practice room collapsed.
Lin Ze reacted quickly, and before the practice room collapsed, his master's power exploded, shaking the entire house into powder.
There was no way around it, there were still many natural and earthly treasures in the room, and Lin Ze couldn't bear to have them hit or buried by wood and rocks.
After shaking the practice room into powder, Lin Ze took back the power of the master and turned it into a shield to isolate the dust, sighing silently:
This time, the deduction of using the body to supplement the mysterious method failed, but it also succeeded.
The failure was that even though Lin Ze tried his best, he only absorbed 30% of the medicine's power, and the remaining 70% was expelled from Lin Ze's body with that breath, destroying a house along the way.
The success lies in the fact that 30% of the medicinal power that Lin Ze absorbed was transformed by the internal organs, and a trace of spiritual soul was added.
In other words, we are on the right path, but it’s just a little difficult.
Lin Ze is not worried about this. As long as the road is right and there is small progress, a road to the sky can always be built.
Lin Ze was worried about another thing: resources seemed to be insufficient.
"If I had known this, I shouldn't have left most of the seventh-grade talents to the Dao Palace."
Lin Ze looked melancholy and sighed.
"I hope Buddhism can give me a surprise."
Lin Ze turned to look at the south with a look of expectation.
Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have been very prosperous. Taoism has been visited once, and it is time to make plans to join Buddhism.
Confucianism has just shed some blood, let's wait for a few days before talking.
Of course, Lin Ze did not expect to gain too much from Confucianism and Buddhism.
After a while, Lin Ze would go to the Taoist Palace and get back some of the seventh-grade heavenly materials for his own cultivation.
Lin Ze didn't feel any burden about this. Those resources were originally his, and they were not for the Dao Palace. At most, they could be regarded as "withdrawal of capital," and it might as well be withdrawn entirely.
Well, the treasure trove under Yangxin Hall should also be put to use.
After solving the problem of cultivation resources, Lin Zedao felt a little happier.
For more than half a year, whether it was long or short, Lin Ze felt that he had to make good use of this time.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and a group of guards hurried over after hearing the sound.
Most of the guards in the Champion House are soldiers of the Sirius Army who have been injured on the battlefield but have retained a certain degree of combat effectiveness.
These people looked at Lin Ze, who was standing in the ruins, safe and sound, with a normal look on his face, showing no signs of abnormality.
"Your Majesty, do you need me to inform my servants to come over and clean it up?"
The captain of the guard bowed and reminded him warmly.
Lin Ze glanced at the ruins, swept away the power of his soul, and floated his master's power, picking out all the jade boxes buried in the ruins.
"Let someone clean it up."
Lin Ze gave the order with a calm face, took the jade box and left, heading to the study.
The house has collapsed, why stay here?
"Master Hou, there is someone outside the door who calls himself a guard in black. He has been bullied by outsiders and wants to ask Master Hou to seek justice."
Lin Ze was walking halfway when he bumped into the concierge who came to see him.
Have the people who went to South Vietnam come back?
This idea came to Lin Ze's mind and he replied: "Take them to the side hall, I will be there immediately."
"Nuo" The concierge bowed and left.
After leaving the jade box in the study, Lin Ze went to the side hall and saw several guards in black clothes. Some of them were wrapped in linen and were obviously injured.
Without waiting for Lin Ze to ask questions, the leader bowed and said, "Master Qi, we have completed all the tasks you have told us."
"This time, a total of twelve brothers were attacked by Buddhists. Ten were injured and two died. Eighteen Buddhist preaching monks were arrested. Please give instructions from the Marquis."
Lin Ze frowned when he heard this: "Two died?"
The leader of the black-clothed guards smiled bitterly and said: "Please forgive me, Lord Marquis, but two monks acted too harshly and accidentally killed two brothers."
"A generous burial, double the pension, you go get fifty military sticks, and you will be promoted to another level, will you be convinced?"
The leading guard in black breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and said: "Master Hou is fair, and I admire him."
The leader of the black-clad guards knew very well that the military stick was a punishment for his mistakes, and he was promoted to a higher level because of this incident. Overall, he did a good job.
"Please ask the Marquis for instructions on how to proceed next."
The leading guard in black didn't seem to take the matter of being slapped with a military stick to heart and asked again.
Lin Ze touched his chin and said: "Compile a document, stamp it with the seal of the black guards, send it to Buddhism, tell them that everyone will get the stolen goods, and ask them how to solve the matter."
"By the way, I would like to remind them that if this matter is not handled properly, I will regard the Buddhists as secretly planning a rebellion. At that time, hundreds of thousands of Qin troops will go south, and they will bear the consequences."
"That's all."
The leading guard in black bowed and said, "I know this, so I'll do it now."