"...What do fellow Taoists mean?"
Rong Tuo endured the numbness on his scalp and asked.
"It's easy to talk. I only have three conditions. First of all, if Tong Gaolu dies, I won't take any of the worldly goods, but his Qiankun Bag and other cultivation materials should belong to me."
Chen Heng raised a finger and said, "But if it's something like a Taoist classic, I can allow my fellow Taoists to make a rubbing. How about that?"
Rong Tuo and Rong Xuantao looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded subtly.
"For this second one, I still need two thousand talisman money, which will be enough to use up the fetal breath. The Rong family has been in the country for more than three hundred years. I guess these small coins are not taken lightly, right?"
As soon as this statement came out.
Rong Tuo and Rong Xuantao both shook their heads at the same time and waved their hands repeatedly.
Talisman money is painstakingly forged from void spiritual energy, and is the most comprehensive "yuan" among the 129,600 kinds of spiritual energy. It can not only restore fetal breath and true energy, but is also used as currency in daily transactions.
As for Jindan Yuanshen Zhenren, what they use is also called "dharma money", which is a level higher than talisman money.
Two thousand talisman coins——
For monks who participate in ordinary Qi training, this number is enough to make their Qi training breakthrough and reach a higher level.
The money that Chen Heng paid to go to Diyuan was only 800 talismans and two bottles of Xiaobaiyang Pill, which came from the private money of the leader of the Xuanzhen sect... For an ordinary cultivator family, two thousand talisman money is indeed a lot of money. That’s a huge amount.
"Fellow Taoist, you think too highly of me, the Rong family! The Southern Territory is originally a poor land with little ingenuity, and the Rong country is no more than a small country like Zuer, so how can we let out all this blood?"
Rong Tuo murmured: "Can you reduce it a little?"
"This transaction is something that comes and goes. If you want to make more cuts, you might as well speak up." Chen Heng smiled.
Rong Tuo hesitated for a long time, and then tentatively said a number. He was willing to save more money for the Rong family, but he was worried that if he cut too much, Chen Heng would get angry and beat him to death.
The two sides struggled for a few more times, but Rong Tuo finally gave up first and gave a bitter smile.
"Let's not mention this second right. We can discuss it in detail later. Fellow Taoist, you might as well speak first and talk about your third condition."
"third……"
Chen Heng's eyes moved slightly, like a rugged lake under the warm sun. It was hard to tell whether it was still or moving, and he said:
"This mortal spirit is filthy and scattered, and it is difficult to gather it together. I wonder if I can use your 'Jade Cell Mother Pond' to use it?"
Although his voice was calm, it was like a thunder, causing Rong Tuo and Rong Xuantao to suddenly change their expressions and take a few steps back.
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Rong Tuo's voice did not hesitate and he said categorically: "That 'Jade Cell Mother Pond' is the foundation for the Rong family's survival. Fellow Taoist, please change it!"
Chen Heng was not surprised to see such a reaction and just chuckled.
There are as many as 129,600 kinds of spiritual energy in this world, which are combined into one element. The amount is also different, and the spiritual cave is the ultimate in the world.
Its whale swallows the void and encapsulates five colors. It is the ultimate treasure basin for gathering spiritual inspiration and a subtle place for immortals to practice Qi and lift the clouds.
And under the spiritual cave, there are spiritual veins.
The levels of spiritual veins are divided into A, B, C, D, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui, which coincide with the number of the ten heavenly stems.
And under the spiritual veins is the "Jade Cell Mother Pool".
Although it is also a place for gathering spirits, it is not a natural thing, but a man-made thing.
Use jade essence, agate, Xuanying, Ziying, Yunfu and menstrual milk as the foundation, raise the fire and seal the furnace for three years. After the yin is stored, the yang will be regenerated. Absolute thoughts are used to raise the fire, feed the new qi above, and release the old qi below. Pekoe can transmit light for a distance of three feet. It was turned into a "mother pool of jade cells" after it was opened and held by an alchemist.
The place where spirits are gathered - Spirit Cave, Tenth Level Spiritual Veins, and Jade Cell Mother Pool.
Although this "Jade Cell Mother Pond" is ranked last and is a man-made creation rather than a gift from God, it is more or less capable of absorbing spiritual energy.
It can melt the surrounding spiritual energy into a pool, and breathe in and out the breath continuously, so that people can practice Qi.
It's just not comparable to the Ren-level spiritual veins, and even the inferior Gui-level spiritual veins are better than it.
Countless casual cultivators from all over the world who do not have spiritual veins are trying their best to build a "Jade Cell Mother Pond" to use as a heirloom after their death.
This "Jade Cell Mother Pond" of the Rong family was created by the founding ancestor of the People's Republic of China. It has been passed down for more than 300 years and has nourished many Qi practitioners of the Rong family.
When he heard that Chen Heng wanted to enter his "Jade Mother Pond" to practice, regardless of whether he was a disciple of a major sect or not, Rong Tuo's first thought was to refuse.
"I only need to practice for seven or eight days, so I won't use it more."
Chen Heng looked calm and said: "In these short few days, apart from the time of collecting qi, how many hours can I practice?"
When he said this, even Rong Tuo, who was originally resolute, hesitated, and Rong Xuantao on the side was even slightly moved.
like……
Does that make sense?
You need to know that when practicing Qi Shi, the most tedious thing is to select and sift from 129,600 kinds of spiritual energy.
The matter of collecting qi, practiced in one day, often takes 70% to 80% of the effort, and even for the more stupid, it takes 90%.
Sitting hard for a whole day and practicing only a few strands of fetal breath growth, it would be better not to practice at all.
"Is it just the seventh or eighth day? This is actually..."
Rong Tuo hesitated even more, and he frowned secretly. While he was undecided, another strong wind howled outside the palace, and a ray of light instantly fell into the palace, illuminating the whole room a bright red, like wild fire.
Standing in the red light was a heroic young man, dressed in rich clothes and wearing a sword at his waist. He was very generous and heroic.
He first looked at Chen Heng, his brows showing a bit of suspicion, but after all, the city was deep and he concealed it well, and he even smiled and nodded at Chen Heng.
"Fellow Taoist, please look, this is my Rong family's Qilin'er!"
The appearance of this young man made Rong Tuo breathe a sigh of relief. He quickly took his hand, changed the topic, and introduced Chen Heng.
In the conversation, Chen Heng also learned that the young man's name was Rong Jin, and he was the current prince of Rong State. His cultivation level had reached the fifth level of Qi training, and he was proficient in all arts, arts, and military affairs.
Rong Jin didn't say much. He only waited for Rong Tuo to finish his introduction before he smiled and greeted everyone to sit down. Not long after, he suddenly raised his wine bottle and saluted Chen Heng from a distance.
"I heard that my brother is a disciple of a great sect. When I saw him today, he turned out to be very majestic and majestic."
He handed the wine bottle to Chen Heng and said, "Please have a glass of thin wine!"
Rong Tuo laughed naively and did not agree. Rong Xuantao lowered his head and said nothing.
Looking at the wine bottles flying towards the sky, Chen Heng became aware that he was going to test him.
There are two types of fighting methods: literary fighting and martial fighting.
This wine bottle belongs to the Yadou category. There is a fetal breath of Rong Jin hidden at the bottom of the wine bottle. If you cannot subdue the fetal breath when holding the wine bottle, the cup body will burst and the wine will overflow in an instant. A big embarrassment in front of everyone.
Chen Heng was not afraid. He only stretched out his hand from the wide sleeves of his robe and held it in his palm.
Generally speaking, the next step should be to use your own Qi to subdue and disperse the fetal breath. This is not only a test of the quality of Qi Qi skills, but also a lot of consideration of the movement of the fetal breath.
If you use more force, the wine will flow out; if you use less force, the cup will be closer to your chest, it is both indecent.
But just when Chen Heng was about to release his fetal breath, his mind suddenly changed, and an inexplicable force arose in his body.
Under this shot, Rong Jin's fetal breath was like a mud cow entering the sea. After all of it entered the body, there was no more movement.
"Wait a minute, the zodiac sign of 'Taishi Yuanzhen'...can it still be like this?"
Chen Heng was also shocked, but he realized that the fetal breath was quietly staying in his body, like the spiritual energy collected in the past, it could be refined at any time.
The tail of his eyebrows raised slightly, showing a bit of joy.
"It seems that we have found another way to increase the fetal breath."
While his mind was spinning, Chen Heng kept moving.
He caught the wine bottle, smiled slightly, and stood up. His clothes were flowing, and he looked like he was out of the ordinary.
"Although this wine is good, it lacks the alcohol content. In order to be polite, I would also like to toast a few fellow Taoists."
Chen Heng smiled casually, waved his sleeves, and the faces of the people facing the case suddenly changed.
