One night passed, and when Ximen Qing came back excitedly the next morning to raise money, he was instantly shocked when he saw the scene in the training room. Wang Haotian fell weakly in a pool of blood, his figure was obviously thinner, and his body was covered with knots. There were scabs, and the surrounding walls were dyed red with blood. If Ximen Qing hadn't felt that Wang Haotian was still breathing, he would have thought that Wang Haotian was dead.
Wang Haotian opened his eyes when he heard the noise, looked at Ximen Qing and joked weakly: "Where did Brother Ximen go to pick flowers again? He didn't come back all night." At the same time, he stood up slowly and started to clean the scabs on his body. The new skin that had fallen off was revealed again, and it seemed that the strength had increased. He clenched his fists and felt a little stronger, which showed that he could practice this technique. I decided to take time to practice once a day from now on. Although the pain is unbearable, my strength can grow a little bit every day. Little things add up, and quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.
Ximen Qing stared at everything that happened with his eyes wide open. He was obviously "scared" and forgot to answer Wang Haotian's question.
Wang Haotian then said: "What are you thinking about? Just wash me up. How can you get out with blood all over your body?"
Ximen Qing replied blankly, "Okay...Okay" and used the water spell to remove dust to clean Wang Haotian's body and the blood in the room.
"Where is your spiritual dining hall in Xiaoyao Peak? Take me there quickly." Wang Haotian suddenly grabbed Ximen Qing's arm and asked eagerly.
"At the foot of the mountain, let's go... let's go, I'll take you there right now." Ximen Qing replied hesitantly, obviously not having recovered yet.
When he arrived at the entrance of the spiritual food hall, Wang Haotian rushed in without queuing and jumped to the front. He urged the handyman selling spiritual food at the window: "Hurry up and bring me fifteen spiritual rice packages." Most of the Xiaoyao Peak disciples queuing up behind him had never seen him, only a few of them had seen him yesterday beside Ximen Qing. At this moment, when they saw someone jumping in line and not being a disciple of this peak, they all started to curse. Wang Haotian turned around and yelled loudly:
"You're all looking for death, right? I'm here to buy food for my brother. My brother Ximen Qing is right at the door." Wang Haotian pointed at Ximen Qing who had just entered the door. Ximen Qing just entered the door and saw what happened. He cursed in his heart, "You bastard is still the same, my reputation is bad." Xiaoyao Peak disciples also turned to look at the door. When they saw that Ximen Qing was at the door, everyone looked down. The head is silent.
After quickly finishing the 15 snacks, he burped and joked to Ximen Qing, "Let's go, Senior Sister Ximen, let's go to the old place."
Today's work started again. At this time, both of them were sitting cross-legged next to the boiler practicing. Ximen Qing finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Boy, was the body training technique you practiced this morning? You do it every time you finish practicing." Is that what it looks like?”
"Well, yes, you discovered all this." Wang Haotian didn't make any secrets. After all, he would have to practice in his practice room every day from now on, and he would have to ask him to help clean it.
"I asked you why your body is so hard and your physical strength is so strong. It wouldn't be surprising if you use this kind of technique."
"By the way, how was the financing last night? Did it go well?" Wang Haotian asked as he remembered this.
"It's not bad. After all, my reputation as the number one in Xiaoyao Peak's outer sect is worth something. I have raised a total of 600,000 spiritual stones and 50,000 contribution points. In this storage bag, you can count it." Ximen Qing answered as he Throw Wang Haotian's storage bag and identity badge.
Wang Haotian took all this and thought secretly, "Now that I have enough contribution points, I can go to the Sutra Library to find the answer to the gray essence liquid. I have enough spiritual stones to practice. I will absorb the spiritual stones in the morning to improve my cultivation. I’ll go to the Sutra Library to read in the afternoon, and go back to practice in the evening.”
Thinking of this, Wang Haotian said to Ximen Qing, "Senior Brother Ximen, I have one more thing to ask for your help."
When Ximen Qing heard Wang Haotian asking for help so politely, he knew that something must be up to him, but he still said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"
"It's not a big deal. I just need to go to the Sutra Library to read every afternoon. Can you help me with the water-carrying work? Of course you won't let it go to waste. 1,000 spirit stones a day will be paid for your hard work." Wang Haotian said.
"Is this the purpose of your kid's making so many contributions? You go ahead, I'll do it for you." Ximen Qing agreed decisively. Wang Haotian had originally prepared a series of follow-up lies, but who knew that Ximen Qing was acting abnormally today. He readily gave money to others and agreed to help readily, leaving him completely confused.
In the world of cultivation, there are usually five points that determine a person's upper limit: talent, perseverance, character, wisdom, and opportunity. Although he had inquired about talent, Wang Haotian's entry test was for low-grade talent, but was it really as simple as it seemed? He is not necessarily an opponent in the foundation building stage. Is this called a low-grade talent? In terms of perseverance, he saw that he was practicing body training techniques while lying in a pool of blood today. He didn't need to ask more questions. How many people dared to practice such techniques. In terms of character and wisdom, needless to say, it is like the reincarnation of an old monster, calculating every step of the way. From the moment I met him to now, I am completely at a disadvantage and being manipulated at every step. He just seems particularly cunning and rogue sometimes. Opportunities, everyone has their own opportunities, and Wang Haotian obviously has many more opportunities, but these are all secrets.
Since Ximen Qing saw the scene in the training room this morning, he has been thinking about it in his mind. At this moment, he finally made up his mind to bet on Wang Haotian in the future. Maybe it will come true in the future. The previous bet was on the sect’s number one saint, Dugu Baitian, who was extremely gifted with five spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and was able to establish the Dzogchen realm. However, he was too arrogant and domineering, as if the whole world was centered on him, and he was too strong in his actions. Easy to break, good at rubbing and undefeated.
There are millions of books in the Sutra Collection Building, with a total of ten floors. The first floor has all kinds of books, including records of various major events in Cangxuan Star, geographical conditions, distribution of monsters, origins of demon sects, historical records of various kingdoms, etc. There are even martial arts and light kung fu in the secular world included in it. The second and third floors are books on cultivation such as the disciples’ experience in practicing skills and spells during the Qi refining period.
The fourth and fifth floors correspond to the foundation building period. Due to the birth of divine consciousness, everything above the fourth and fifth floors has become a jade slip record.
The sixth and seventh floors correspond to the golden elixir, the eighth and ninth floors correspond to the Nascent Soul stage, and the tenth floor is the headmaster's residence, and contains the sect's most powerful magical power, the low-level heaven-level "Cangxuan World-Destroying Fist". Each book or jade slip has corresponding contribution point requirements. Once the contribution points are paid, the ban will be automatically lifted, thereby gaining full reading power. The contribution points of books on the first level are generally two or three contribution points. At this moment, Wang Haotian was immersed in the ocean of first-level books, and after reading one book, he would move on to the next one.
