Chapter 21 I don’t produce water, I’m just a porter of nature Then the problem is coming.
What is good water? Xia Ming really studied this issue carefully.
In the valley where he was, there were three different types of water.
There is a small pond in front of the thatched cottage, and there are several koi carp in the pond.
Behind the thatched cottage is a mountain spring, plus the snow falling from the sky, just enough for three kinds.
The three of them have the same volume, but the spiritual energy they extract is completely different.
Spring water is the best, snow water is the second best, and pond water is the worst, it still needs to settle a little or two.
Such was the situation in the valley, Xia Ming wanted to go outside the valley to have a look.
But as soon as he walked out of the small courtyard of the thatched cottage, thick white mist would rise outside.
Within the white mist, nothing can be distinguished.
As soon as you enter the white mist, it's like a ghost hitting a wall, going round and round back to the small courtyard.
Xia Ming is not stupid either. He has never eaten pork or seen a pig running?
You don't need to think about it to know that He Niansheng has set up a formation in this valley.
Since he couldn't get out, Xia Ming had no choice but to refine the spring water.
The more you burn, the faster you get, and the more you burn, the more proficient you become.
The terrifying efficiency of boiling water made Xia Ming want to sit in the spring water and practice.
Sit in the water and say this when the time comes.
I don't produce water, I'm just a porter of nature.
Thinking of that scene, the corners of Xia Ming's mouth raised crazily.
But the moment he touched the spring water, Xia Ming immediately gave up this unrealistic idea.
It has just entered the spring month, the spring is cold, and the Qingdan Peak is unusually high. This spring will definitely not be able to sit down.
Xia Ming didn't want to leave any root causes of disease, so as not to cause trouble later.
Within a few hours, a thin layer of mist covered the bowl-shaped lower dantian of the sea.
Xia Ming estimated that the purity of his spiritual energy was only at the level of Qi Refining.
Although the purity is low, Xia Ming is fast.
Ordinary disciples practice hard for several months, but Xia Ming only boiled water for a few days.
Which one is better or worse can be known at a glance.
Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Ming used all the spiritual energy he had cultivated to replicate his spiritual roots.
The more spiritual root diodes there are, the faster Xia Ming can refine his Qi.
And Xia Ming was also very excited about that superior spiritual root.
He has already thought about it.
It condenses the word "sea".
From the east to the sea, there are hundreds of rivers, thick accumulations and thin hairs! But I have to say that there are really many strokes in the word "Hai".
Those three points alone are a waste of more than a dozen diodes. If you want to completely light up this sea character, you may need hundreds of spiritual diodes.
In other words... how can more than 100 ordinary spiritual roots be as good as one superior spiritual root? Thinking of this, Xia Ming couldn't help but secretly swallow his saliva.
too frightening.
Fortunately I cheated.
……
A few days later, the white-haired master Xia Ming came again.
After looking at Xia Ming, He Niansheng's already gloomy expression became a little colder.
With just one glance, He Niansheng could see Xia Ming's true and false intentions.
How could the fluctuations of spiritual energy at the first level of Qi training be hidden from his perception? In fact, there is not much time left for He Niansheng, and his life span is running out.
In the short term, he must help Xia Ming reach the foundation building level.
Otherwise...there is no need to leave Xizi Cangzhou!
After taking a deep look at Xia Ming, He Niansheng suppressed the raging wildfire in his heart.
He knew he couldn't rush this matter.
The bow is stretched and easy to ride, but it is not beautiful.
"Xia Ming, if there is anything you don't understand about the Dahe Qi Refining Technique, you can ask me. In addition...if you need anything, you can also tell me."
After hearing this, Xia Ming's mind became more really needs something, and the first thing he needs is the spirit stone.
For monks, spiritual stones are like mobile batteries.
It can quickly make up for the monk's Dantian deficit.
But there is a disadvantage, the spiritual stone can make up for the shortfall but cannot last forever.
When time is up, it will become nothing if not used.
After all, it is not as reliable as what you make yourself.
However, Xia Ming can continue to refine his Dantian with the help of spiritual stones.
In addition to spiritual stones, Xia Ming also urgently needs better water.
To be precise, he needs water that contains more spiritual energy.
"To be honest, Master, this disciple needs spiritual stones and various water sources containing spiritual energy."
After saying this, Xia Ming bowed respectfully again.
It was hard for Xia Ming to feel at ease with He Niansheng, the master who had come out halfway.
However, what he can guarantee is that He Niansheng will live up to Xia Ming, and Xia Ming will definitely live up to his master.
After taking a deep look at Xia Ming in front of him, He Niansheng put his fingers on Xia Ming's wrist again.
After a while, He Niansheng, whose expression did not change, left a thousand spiritual stones and three large tanks of water.
Pointing to the three large tanks, He Niansheng said slowly: "The one on the left is the cold spring water of the underground river, the one in the middle is the boiling hot spring water, and the one on the right is the water in the middle of the Baicang River. In addition, I will give you another message slip. The sect is not in peace recently. You are here If you practice seriously here, if anything happens, just call me as your teacher."
"Disciple Xia Ming, please obey your master's orders."
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Stepping out of the valley, the white mist immediately enveloped the entire valley.
He Niansheng, who was suspended in mid-air, suddenly had a strange color flash in his eyes.
Not right.
Something is wrong! Why does Xia Ming want spiritual stones and spiritual water?
It's understandable to ask for spiritual stones, but how to explain the spiritual water? The Dahe Qi Refining Technique does not require spiritual water.
Also, his spiritual roots seem to have become different...
As an alchemist, He Niansheng can even detect the changes in the flames in the furnace.
The abnormality of the spiritual roots in Xia Ming's body naturally cannot be hidden from his perception.
Gradually, an unrealistic idea came to He Niansheng's mind.
Could it be... that there is a possibility for the Hidden Spirit Root to grow further? Thinking of this, He Niansheng lost his composure.
"There must be a reason for mentioning the Hidden Spiritual Root in the soul-separating method! The Hidden Spiritual Root must hide some unknown secret! It's all that damn Jiang Xiong's fault! If it weren't for him, I would have been able to get the complete There is no need to calculate every step of the way and be afraid of hands and feet!"
How can a cultivator not have good luck? The road to immortality is long, and there are so many monsters.
The heroes of the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river.
However, there are only one or two people who are favored by destiny.
Some people died but stayed and passed on.
Even though people die, their ways still exist.
It is the existence of these inheritances that inspires generations of people to embark on the path of immortality again.
I think back then, He Niansheng also had a great fortune.
In a cave, He Niansheng discovered the inheritance of an alchemy monk.
The Danjie monk's research on the soul has reached its peak.
In the notes he left behind, he left behind a technique.
The name of this method is: planting the soul and seizing the body.
As we all know, it is the ability of Yuanying monks to seize the body and be reborn.
But this alchemy monk has embarked on a new path, and facts have proved that he was successful.
But it's a pity that when the soul-snatching body finally fell into the hands of He Niansheng, it was already much mutilated.
Because there was more than just He Niansheng in that cave.
At that time, Jiang Xiong was also there.
A friend of many years took action boldly.
(End of this chapter)
