"Spiritual roots?"
Su Qin had a look of confusion on his face, "What is this?"
"I don't know." Mr. Fang answered directly, "I just heard the ancestor of the Zhang family say this casually, so I don't know what spiritual roots are... But seeing the loneliness on the face of the ancestor of the Zhang family at that time, he definitely didn't. .”
Speaking of this, Mr. Fang glanced at Su Qin up and down, "What, you want to become an immortal?"
"Of course I want to become an immortal. Who doesn't want to become an immortal?" Su Qin said confidently.
Hearing what he said, Mr. Fang was stunned, and suddenly sighed with a lonely look on his face, "Yes, who doesn't want to cultivate immortality! Who doesn't want to pursue immortality!"
'I just want to cultivate immortality and don't want to pursue immortality. '
Su Qin chewed dried small fish in his mouth. He wanted to become an immortal because he wanted to protect himself. He didn't want others to override him or let others take advantage of him.
Now that he is immortal, he has the ability to live forever, but he has no ability to protect the Tao. If someone discovers the secret, might he become Tang Monk's flesh?
Except for him, everyone else who cultivates immortality is probably like Mr. Fang, mostly for the sake of immortality.
Mr. Fang is already in his fifties. The wrinkles on his face have become more and more numerous in the past two years, making him look old. He may not have many more years to live.
The more people reach such a time, the more they cherish their lives and the more they yearn for immortality.
Mr. Fang picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Su Qin knew that he was in a bad mood at this time and poured him wine silently.
At the same time, I was thinking about spiritual roots.
'It sounds like you have to be born with this spiritual root. If you don't have it, you won't be able to become an immortal even if you cultivate to the innate level. '
"It's just that I don't know how to detect whether I have this spiritual root. The ancestor of the Zhang family actually said that he doesn't have it. Then he should have a way to detect it...The Zhao family should also have it...But don't think about it, they will definitely not tell outsiders."
"So I still have to wait until I am born before I can seek for it... I don't know if I have spiritual roots."
'What if... I don't have spiritual roots? What should I do if I can’t become an immortal? '
When Su Qin thought of this, he suddenly felt a little heartbroken and his face was depressed. He also poured himself a glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Huh? You kid... I am depressed because of my declining years, old man. You kid is less than twenty years old, why are you so depressed?"
Seeing Su Qin like this, Mr. Fang was instantly unhappy.
"So what, if you can't seek immortality, you will still be nothing but loess after a hundred years."
"Yes... a hundred years later, it will be nothing but nothing... For example, the ancestors of the Zhang and Zhao families were the proud sons of heaven when they were young. They made a great name in the world. They can be said to be high-spirited and glorious... Isn't it still the case now? Like me, I am getting old!"
Thinking that such people would end up like him, Fang Lao suddenly felt much better.
This person is afraid of comparison.
If someone who is better than you is in the same situation as yourself, you will feel very balanced in your heart; if someone who is worse than you is in the same situation as yourself, then you will think: Why?
Su Qin was not a person who liked to feel sad, so he quickly adjusted his mentality.
There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and it will be straight when the boat reaches the bridge. Let’s talk about it then.
After adjusting his mentality, Su Qin immediately remembered the purpose of coming here, and took advantage of Mr. Fang's good mood to ask:
"Mr. Fang, do you have any decoction that is more effective than Zhuihun Powder? As for the loss of life span, it's okay even if it's more, as long as it doesn't damage the foundation of martial arts."
Mr. Fang suddenly glared and almost fell down from the recliner.
"You kid!" Mr. Fang stood up, pointed at him and cursed: "You kid has lost your conscience just to make money, right... That's a life-threatening thing! You kid cherish your own life, and you won't take other people's. It’s your destiny, isn’t it!”
Mr. Fang took it for granted that Su Qin wanted to resell such medicine.
Seeing Mr. Fang being so excited, Su Qin knew that there must be some.
So he wiped the saliva off his face and said with an innocent face: "Mr. Fang, you have wrongly blamed me... This is what the guest requested. If he wants it, then I will ask for it."
Mr. Fang's face was uncertain, as if he was hesitating, and finally sighed:
"That's all...I'm going to die old man, so I can save some savings for my unfulfilled son."
Su Qin also heard him mention Fang Lao's son.
According to what he said, the unfilial son had no interest in inheriting his proud medical skills. He loved practicing martial arts when he was young, but unfortunately he had no talent, could not understand the true meaning, and could not become a martial arts master, so he gave up.
Later, he became addicted to poetry and songs, and wanted to become a literati. No matter how hard he tried to persuade him, he went to a brothel with a few literati who claimed to be romantic talents. A good poem comes to compete for the title of oiran.
Su Qin's plan has been made. If Mr. Su doesn't agree, he will take action from his son.
poetry? He has plenty! And they are all good poems that have been passed down through the ages!
But since Mr. Fang agreed, there is no need to go to so much trouble.
Mr. Fang stood up from the recliner and walked towards the inner room with his waist hunched over. He seemed to have grown much older.
When he came back, he had several packets of powdered medicine in his hand.
"This is the 'Life-Destroying Powder'. The effect is the same as that of the Hun-Zhui Powder. The only difference is that the energy and blood increased during martial arts training is twice that of the Hun-Zhui Powder... But, the negative effect is indeed three times that of the Hun-Zui Hun Powder. One pack is enough. Three years of life!”
Mr. Fang put his life on the table.
"A pack has a lifespan of three years, no wonder it's called Life-Destroying Powder!" Su Qin picked up a pack and opened it and looked at it. He found that the Life-Destroying Powder was similar to the Soul-Zhuihun Powder. He guessed that two or three types of Life-Destroying Powder were added to the Soul-Zhuihun Powder. medicinal materials.
Su Qin directly ignored the negative effects. The cultivation effect was twice that of Zhuihun Powder. Although Su Qin still felt it was a bit low, it was acceptable.
'I just don't know what the training effect of the Baiqin ointment in the martial arts school is. '
Baiqin ointment is the supporting secret medicine of the Guoshanquan bone-refining method, and it costs fifty taels per serving!
However, Su Qin didn't dare to go in and buy it. He hadn't entered the martial arts gym for two years to buy snow ginseng ointment to assist in his training. How could he explain that he had already refined his bones if he bought Baiqin ointment now?
At that time, in the eyes of people in the martial arts hall, he has not used secret medicine to assist his training for two years, and he is still refining his bones! This is simply a martial arts wizard who is not inferior to Zhao Yunlong and Zhu Qiang!
At this time, Mr. Fang spoke again:
"But I didn't prepare so much Duiming Powder before, so I only have these few packs in reserve. Now I can't give you hundreds of packs like I did with Soul-Chasing Powder."
Mr. Fang drank old yellow rice wine and chewed dried fish, "You can come back in the afternoon and I will almost prepare the recipe, but the price of this life-threatening powder..."
He glanced at Su Qin and said, "For the sake of our friendship, a pack of fifty yuan...don't think it's expensive, the cost of the medicinal materials inside is not much lower than this."
'I believe you ghost! '
Su Qin rolled his eyes in his heart, but didn't think much about it.
In his opinion, the Death-Destroying Powder is twice as fast as the Soul-Chasing Powder, and the price is definitely worth it.
