bookrandom Chapter 24, number 9!
Chapter 24, number 9!
'It seems he has no intention of continuing to communicate with me.'
Thinking this, Zhong Ming slowly moved towards his "room".
Then came a voice from behind: "Don't forget to pay your rent." After that, there was no further sound.
The burly man next door started his mining spree again, and Zhong Ming really wanted to take a nap. It seemed like all the nightmares would disappear after he woke up in a comfortable bed.
Unfortunately, he was no longer a seven-year-old child, and there was no soft bed here.
He removed a stone, signifying that he had entered a state of seclusion. His weak body lay on the hard stone bed, cold... but at least he was not alone.
The noise from next door is too loud!
Zhong Ming sat cross-legged and began circulating his internal energy, hoping that the "Body Refining Technique" would indeed have some effect on body refining.
After the spiritual energy was completely refined, it became his own spiritual power. At this moment, there was a spiritual power swirling in his dantian. Zhong Ming was no longer a rootless duckweed, a pitiful child without a spiritual seed who had to rely on the dragon vein to gain momentum.
As he carefully recalled the contents of the jade slip when he first obtained the cultivation technique, he suddenly remembered an important detail.
Does this technique require connection with a spiritual artifact when it is activated?
Looking around, all he could see was that bronze hoe.
Desperate, Zhong Ming grabbed the end of the hoe with one hand and the blade with the other, and began to circulate his internal energy.
The spiritual energy surged from the dantian, rising to the chest and then flowing along the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin from the chest to the fingers. Logically, it should have left along the Large Intestine Meridian of Hand-Yangming on the back of the hand, but under Zhong Ming's control, the spiritual energy flowed from the fingertips into the hoe.
Following the hoe's winding and stumbling path to the end of the handle, I rejoined the Great Circulation from the fingertips of my other hand.
The spiritual energy in both hands exchanges with each other, and then completes the Great Circulation.
At that moment, a realization dawned on Zhong Ming.
This is the power of the technique that Master Tianfeng passed on to me; it's like an extra major meridian appearing out of nowhere.
No, not only that.
This technique involves a clever method of refining a spiritual artifact, allowing the "spiritual artifact" (although this hoe is a failed attempt) to be incorporated into one's own Great Circulation!
When people cultivate Taoism normally, they circulate the Great Circulation through the twelve meridians. Broadly speaking, the twelve meridians are the three Yang meridians of the hand, the three Yin meridians of the hand, the three Yang meridians of the foot, and the three Yin meridians of the foot, totaling twelve.
The three Yang meridians and three Yin meridians of the hand are actually three pairs. If we use the detailed teachings of Maoshan Taoist Temple, when the circulation occurs, it will pass through the fingertips three times.
This magical artifact went through the Great Circulation three times in one cycle involving all twelve meridians. Doesn't that mean it's equivalent to three major meridians?
Due to the level of weapon crafting, the mysterious patterns on this hoe are much wider than meridians, allowing it to be filled up all at once. When circulating the Great Circulation, the first time it passes through, it clears the path, and the second and third times, it "carefully scavenge" spiritual energy along the way.
It truly is a Taoist art that reaches to the heavens.
Zhong Ming discovered that the characteristics of the spiritual artifacts in this cultivation technique were extremely similar to those of the dragon veins. Both of them absorbed spiritual energy on their own and slowly accumulated it inside the spiritual artifacts (dragon veins), and then Zhong Ming absorbed it by circulating the cultivation technique.
No wonder my master passed on this technique to me!
This means that if Zhong Ming wants to properly cultivate the Body Refining Technique, he needs several spiritual artifacts to take turns using them, and he also needs to nourish them with spirit stones in his daily life.
Bury the spiritual artifact in a pile of spirit stones. Once the spiritual energy fills the mysterious patterns inside the artifact, cultivate and absorb it. Then put it back to absorb spiritual energy again.
or.....
Zhong Ming had a bold idea: if he engraved a restriction on the spiritual artifact that could absorb spiritual energy, wouldn't he be able to directly absorb all the surrounding spiritual energy into his spiritual artifact when he circulated his cultivation technique, and then use it as meridians to provide spiritual energy to his body?
This is a path of cultivation that allows one to progress by leaps and bounds in a day. No wonder my master was so confident in accepting me as his disciple, and he wasn't afraid at all that I would never catch up with Gao Jin in this lifetime.
Thinking of this, Zhong Ming was filled with fighting spirit. After practicing the technique for about two hours, the abnormal spiritual energy in his flesh and blood was basically exhausted. The remaining fragments were too deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, and it would probably take until the next rebirth to completely remove them.
Most importantly, so far, no malicious intent has been found in the spiritual energy of the universal bodhisattvas.
The bell tolled for a moment, and suddenly I felt the world expand.
and many more! ! !
The world could be even wider!
My hands are holding a magical artifact, and I also have two feet!
If you connect your feet with spiritual energy, wouldn't that be equivalent to having three more major meridians?
Alas! I can actually circulate the energy through all nineteen meridians!
The old Taoist priest's image has become much more imposing.
Zhong Ming was so happy that he suddenly stood up.
"Ouch, my back hurts."
The flesh and blood around the dragon vein haven't fully healed yet, but we can start working now.
After eating a little something and swallowing a few mouthfuls of dry rations, he carried his large hoe and headed deeper into the mine.
Even now, he still doesn't understand why they didn't give him a pickaxe, but a hoe instead.
When we arrived, there was a loud rumbling sound next door, with a strong rhythm, but the frequency was frighteningly fast.
Zhong Ming calmed himself down and used the spirit-detecting technique to pinpoint the location of a spirit stone. It was very close to him, vaguely about six inches deep at chest height.
Come on, we must dig you out today.
Zhong Ming swung his hoe, but having learned from his previous experience, he immediately dodged to the side. The hoe bounced back to the ground with a clang, leaving a sizable pit in the rock wall, even deeper than the last one.
The bronze-colored hoe was completely unharmed; it truly is made of top-quality material.
Enough talk, let's get started!
.......
"Rent is here! Rent is here!"
Senior Wang wandered through the mine tunnels like a ghost. His voice wasn't loud, but it could be clearly heard in every circular room in the tunnels. Only the places where the spirit stones representing seclusion had been removed were perfectly soundproof.
The old man's body moved like a stiff machine, step by step, to the edge of the bell-ringing mine tunnel.
Upon opening the door, I saw the young man standing timidly to the side, his hands clasped to his chest.
"Hmph, didn't find any spirit stones?"
Senior Wang's tone immediately turned sour.
At that moment, a huge head emerged from the adjacent mine tunnel. It was time to renew the fee for the ten days that had been paid in advance.
Zhong Ming said somewhat embarrassedly, "Senior Wang, this... um... how do we calculate the price for items that aren't in very good condition?"
The old man scoffed, "How bad can a low-grade spirit stone be? Can it get any worse?"
Zhong Ming slowly opened his clasped hands, leaving Senior Wang speechless.
You almost got split in two by the spirit stone, and you're practicing splitting Mount Hua here?
"Come on, give it to me. I'm only doing this once, so don't do it again!"
The old man was quite kind in this respect. The spirit stone had only been split open not long ago, and its spiritual energy had not dissipated much. Since he cultivated every day anyway, he could use this stone today and just hand it over out of his own pocket.
"Thank you, thank you, Senior Wang. Senior Wang is so magnanimous, Senior Wang's spirit is boundless..."
Zhong Ming immediately presented the spirit stones with both hands.
The old man took the spirit stone and was about to put it in his pocket when he felt it and realized something was wrong.
Normally, the cut surface is smooth and flat after excavation. Why is this stone so rough? Could it be...?
"You brat, didn't you infuse your magical artifact with spiritual power while mining?"
"Huh? Isn't my hoe a failed product? Does it need spiritual energy infused into it?"