That night, Shuihengyuan
As if they were back a year ago, Caiyun and Zhao Yueer gathered next to Yang Zhen and listened to his stories.
What he is talking about now is [Nie Xiaoqian] from "Liao Zhai". This kind of story with ghosts and love, the two little girls listened with gusto, and their beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance.
"...A few years later, Ning Caichen passed the Jinshi examination and Nie Xiaoqian also gave birth to a boy, who later grew into a swordsman who slays demons and slays demons with unparalleled chivalry!"
After the story was told, Zhao Yueer remained silent for a long time, seeming to still be recalling the parts of the story.
Suddenly, the little girl hugged Yang Zhen fiercely and whimpered:
"Brother Shitou, I don't want to go to the sect. Once I get there, no one will tell me stories."
Yang Zhen patted the little girl's weak and boneless shoulders and comforted: "It doesn't matter! One year will pass quickly. One year later, I will go to the sect to find you, and I will tell you every day!"
"Really!" The little girl's eyes sparkled: "It's a deal! Don't lie!"
"It's a deal!" Yang Zhen nodded vigorously.
"But you can't even draw Qi into your body now!" The girl's eyes darkened: "You are just trying to coax me, you liar!"
"Well..." Yang Zhen didn't know what to say, so she could only pat her chest: "Believe me, I will definitely be able to enter the sect!"
Zhao Yuer'er stared at him blankly, with two big words written on her face: Don't believe it!
No wonder she didn't believe it. This was like a scumbag who was ranked first or second in his grade and boasted in front of his female classmates that he could go to Peking University and Tsinghua University.
Who would believe it!
Caiyun covered her mouth and smiled: "Xiao Langjun, I don't know how to practice. But I believe that since you can enter the school, you must have the qualifications. So I think, you haven't started yet, maybe you made some mistake. The lady said that since she is at home these days, she wants you to practice with her. She has been worried about you, but you are a boy and it is not easy for her to tell you..."
Yang Zhen was inexplicably moved. Looking at the little girl's white jade-like cheeks, she nodded seriously.
…
Zhao Yueer did what she said. Early the next morning, it was still dark outside. She had already put on her training clothes and was waiting outside Yang Zhen's door.
Yang Zhen dug dirt in space for another hour or two last night. He plans to build a small lake and put a small boat in it. Not only can he swim and row, he can also plant some water-type spiritual plants. It can be said that he kills two birds with one stone.
Under Caiyun's repeated urging, he cheered up and got dressed, and the three of them walked towards the spiritual veins on the mountain together.
There are some pavilions scattered beside the spiritual veins, which use formations to draw out the spiritual energy. They are used as places for some low-level monks to practice.
Yang Zhen found a pavilion and sat down on the futon, but Zhao Yue'er did not find another pavilion to practice, but stood beside him.
The little girl's face was serious as never before: "I will watch you practice today."
Yang Zhen had no choice but to close her eyes slightly and start pretending to do it according to the requirements of "Yunxiao Qi Jue".
He now claims to have sensed the wood spiritual energy, but is unable to capture it and introduce it into his body.
Zhao Yuzhu was also stuck at this step.
After a while, the little girl's soft and melodious voice sounded: "Have you sensed the spiritual energy?"
Yang Zhen nodded.
"Don't be nervous," the little girl said with great patience: "While sensing the aura, look at the spiritual roots inward. Relax your whole body, just like breathing normally. Don't go out of your way to catch the aura, the aura is very good, and they will come to you on their own. "
Generally speaking, the exercises are not explained in such detail. They are learned by the students themselves or passed on by word of mouth from the teachers.
Yang Zhen sighed inwardly, and instead of looking inside the spiritual root, she quietly put it away.
An hour passed.
Zhao Yue'er had been standing by her side. Seeing that he was making no progress, the little girl's mouth slightly pursed, looking a little aggrieved. Yang Zhen looked at her secretly, feeling ashamed and warm in her heart.
…
During this spring break, not only Zhao Yue'er but also Mammy were concerned about Yang Zhen's cultivation progress.
On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Zhen, who was coding in the courtyard, received a message from Caiyan that her mother-in-law wanted to see him.
Caiyan was dressed in red clothes and looked very festive. She had just married Zhao Gui a year ago, and she still had a hint of shyness as a first-time wife on her face.
Yang Zhen came to Grandma's living room. In addition to Grandma, Qin Wan and her daughter, there was also Chief Yuan Chengshan in Taoist robes.
Chief Yuan Shan came to Zhao Mansion to pay New Year's greetings. The Zhao Mansion also gave a warm welcome to the mountain chief who had taken care of Zhao Yue'er for a year.
Grandma took a glance and saw Yang Zhen coming in. She waved to him to come to her side.
She grabbed Yang Zhen's hand and said to the old man next to her:
"Chief Yuan Shan, this kid of mine has been practicing for a year, but he can't even draw Qi into his body. What's the reason?"
Yuan Shan sighed and put down the tea cup in his hand: "Perhaps the spiritual root is too short and has insufficient adsorption power to capture enough spiritual energy."
This answer was expected by grandma, and she continued: "In that case, can you put this child in the Yimu Spirit Gathering Formation, so that he is surrounded by wood spiritual energy. He has pure wood spiritual roots, and he is in such a situation. In such an environment, spiritual energy absorption should be successful."
As mentioned before, at the beginning of cultivation, monks absorb the corresponding part of external spiritual energy through a certain spiritual root in the body, and finally capture the entire spiritual energy.
If this aura is completely an attribute, what will be the effect of adsorption?
Of course it is several times, even dozens of times stronger!
However, neither the sect nor the family encourages monks to take this shortcut at the beginning of their cultivation. In addition to being costly, doing so may also cause the monk's spiritual roots to become "delicate". In the future, he can only absorb pure spiritual energy of a single attribute, but cannot absorb the spiritual energy that exists in the world of immortality.
This is just like people nowadays, whose appetite is accustomed to cooked food. If one day they eat raw meat, they may suffer from stomach upset and indigestion.
However, since Yang Zhen's practice for a year has no effect, Grandma thought, this is the only way, first introduce the Qi into the body, and then slowly think of ways to improve it!
Yuan Shanchang was surprised: "Is this really the case? Once the Yimu Formation is activated, it will last for at least an hour, and the consumption will be calculated in terms of medium-grade spiritual stones. The price..."
He tilted his head slightly towards Yang Zhen, his meaning was obvious, is this child worth spending such a high price?
Grandma did not answer, but took out a jade box: "One hour at a time, ten middle-grade spiritual stones. There are a total of one hundred medium-grade spiritual stones here. I will reserve ten times first."
Yuan Shan's eyes are about to pop out, there are hundreds of middle-grade spiritual stones!
He only offers 180 spirits per month, which is less than two medium-grade ones. These 100 middle-grade coins are almost his five-year salary!
He couldn't help but look at Yang Zhen carefully. Entrusted by the Zhao family this year, he certainly took great care of Zhao Yue'er. He doesn't pay much attention to the rest of the Zhao family, including the one in front of him who is said to be an adopted son.
However, looking at Taoist Master He Jing's intentions today, this boy named Yang Zhen holds a lot of weight in her heart!
"Okay!" He replied solemnly, reaching for the jade box.
"Wait a minute!" Yang Zhen shouted hurriedly.
