Half a day later, Wei Ling returned to the cave and walked to the door of the talisman room. Before he knocked, the door of the talisman room suddenly opened automatically.
"Come in!"
Hearing the master's voice, Wei Ling was delighted and hurried in.
After seeing his master standing behind the talisman table in the depths of the talisman room, wearing a plain Taoist robe, with slightly gray hair at the temples and a slightly tired look on his face, Wei Ling calmed down and walked towards him respectfully.
"Master, you called Ling'er in. What do you want?"
As he spoke, Wei Ling placed a palm-high white porcelain bottle and two hundred pieces of talisman paper on the talisman table.
Zhao Sheng didn't even look at him, but released his spiritual sense to scan his apprentice's body. He found that his apprentice had a rosy complexion, was in excellent physical condition, and his internal qi and blood were active, which had increased a lot compared to a month ago.
"Ling'er, come forward!"
After hearing the master's instructions, Wei Ling walked obediently to Zhao Sheng and skillfully stretched out his right hand, revealing a slender, white arm.
Zhao Sheng nodded approvingly, then extended two fingers of his right hand and pressed them on the Cunguan acupoints on Wei Ling's wrist. His spiritual power penetrated into the other's meridians and blood vessels, and flowed throughout the body with the blood, carefully sensing the other's physical condition.
After a moment, Zhao Sheng retracted his right hand, smiled with ease, and praised: "Very good, you haven't slacked off in your training this month. I am very pleased. What reward do you want this time?"
"Here I come!"
Wei Ling secretly shouted excitedly. Although her master had a cold and eccentric personality, he was extremely generous.
"Master, Ling'er doesn't dare to ask for anything else, but you might as well give me some blood refining talismans."
Wei Ling had already thought about what he wanted. The Blood Refining Talisman was the most sought-after item in the sect. It was a valuable commodity second only to merit points, and his master was the most proficient in it. Anyone who didn't want the Blood Refining Talisman was a fool.
"Um,"
Zhao Sheng casually took out a stack of blood-refining talismans and handed them to his overjoyed disciple. He then asked casually, "Ling'er, you've been practicing the Blood-Refining and Body-Forging Technique for nearly a year. Do you feel any discomfort?
Zhao Sheng didn't care about the Blood Refining Talisman at all, as he had refined a lot of it. Instead, he was very interested in Wei Ling's cultivation.
"Ling'er didn't feel anything was wrong. Her physical fitness and cultivation level improved rapidly, but her blood essence was condensing too slowly, and the blood essence pills in the sect were always out of stock.
Master, you might as well refine a few more batches of Essence and Blood Talismans. My grandfather has been urging me to do this again recently."
Wei Ling's grandfather is Wei Youquan. The Lingyun Academy he presides over is getting bigger and bigger every year. There are so many disciples that the blood refining talismans cannot be supplied enough.
Recently, messages have been sent again and again, hoping to increase the supply of blood refining talismans. As for secret techniques, spirit stones, refining materials, etc., guarantees are indispensable.
Zhao Sheng knew this very well, but he did not expect that Wei Youquan was so power-hungry that he even used his own granddaughter to improve his "performance".
"When you get back, write back to your grandfather and tell him that the supply will increase by another 10% in the second half of the year. But tell him not to keep trying to fool me with some cheap magic formulas. If you can't come up with something truly good by the end of the year, don't blame me for finding someone else to work with."
"Master, don't worry. I will definitely send a message to urge Grandpa!"
"Well, get out!"
Wei Ling retreated with a worried look on his face. Zhao Sheng packed up his things, changed into a new robe, and left the cave as well.
Moya Mountain is steep and rugged, and most of the caves of the monks in the sect are built on the cliffs. Zhao Sheng's cave is no exception. It is built on a protruding stone cliff on the sunny side of the mountain.
Walking to the edge of the cliff, the clouds below are sparse, the mountain wind is howling, and the palaces and buildings below the mountain are in full view. But from here, they seem as small as sesame seeds, densely packed, and only the size of a palm.
Zhao Sheng looked up and saw the sun hanging in the middle of the sky, releasing endless light and heat.
After thinking for a while, he took out the Spirit Fire Gourd and threw it lightly. The Spirit Fire Gourd suddenly grew to more than one person's height, and the gourd belly was as big as a water tank.
Zhao Sheng jumped onto the spirit gourd and had an idea.
The Spirit Fire Gourd flashed with light, rose rapidly, and flew towards the sun.
In just a moment, Zhao Sheng stepped on the spiritual gourd, passed through the thick clouds and mist, and broke through a thick atmosphere.
At high altitude, the sky is clear and the air is fresh, and the view is infinitely broad.
Zhao Sheng looked up and saw, against a blue backdrop, a stone pavilion with green tiles, jade pillars and octagonal sides, hanging quietly in the sky, ignoring the biting wind.
This stone pavilion is named Tandang Pavilion, which means being open and honest and having no ill intentions.
This is a public place where Guiyuan Sect's foundation-building monks often come here to conduct transactions.
Zhao Sheng smiled slightly, and the spirit gourd suddenly accelerated and flew quickly towards the stone pavilion.
More than ten miles passed in a flash and arrived at the edge of the stone pavilion. Zhao Sheng put away the magic gourd, passed through a layer of faint white light, and walked into the stone pavilion with a smile.
The stone pavilion is not big, with only a white marble table and three round stone benches beside the table.
At this time, in the stone pavilion, Gan Zhenzi, with a youthful face and white hair, sat down on a stone bench early, looking at Zhao Sheng who had arrived as promised with a smile on his face.
"Junior Brother Zhao, please sit down!" Gan Zhenzi waved to Zhao Sheng and pointed to the stone bench opposite.
Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, took two steps forward, and sat opposite Gan Zhenzi.
"Brother Gan, you asked me to come here today. Did you find out the news about Yiyuan Heavy Water?"
"Let's not talk about this for now. First, please have a taste of this tranquilizing tea. How does it taste?"
As he spoke, Gan Zhenzi waved his long sleeves, and two white jade teacups suddenly appeared on the stone table.
Then, Gan Zhenzi took out a palm-sized black wood box.
Open the lid, carefully take out two pieces of tea leaves as big as melon seeds and as green as jade, and put them into the bottom of the teacup.
After doing all this, Gan Zhenzi smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, as the saying goes, good tea goes well with good water! I heard that you have a bottle of Zixia Yulu in your hand."
"Brother Gan, you are really..."
Zhao Sheng smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed at the other party a few times, then took out the white jade bottle, tilted the bottle mouth downwards,
Suddenly, a stream of water flowed out from the bottle.
The water flow had a faint purple halo and instantly split into two water lines, falling precisely into the two teacups.
The water level in the teacup rose, and when it was eight-tenths full, Zhao Sheng immediately took the white jade bottle back.
"Junior brother, you are a bit stingy!"
Although he said this, Gan Zhenzi's hands moved quickly, and two white spiritual flames popped out in succession with a flick of his fingers.
The spiritual flame flew under the teacup, then lifted the teacup off the table and suspended it between the two of them.
Zhao Sheng's face changed when he saw this. He exclaimed in surprise, "This is... the Great Sun Spirit Fire?! Senior Brother, you're only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and you've already succeeded in refining it! Congratulations!"
The Great Sun Spiritual Fire is a type of spiritual fire from heaven and earth. Because it can be extracted from sunlight, it is one of the easiest spiritual fires to collect in the world.
Gan Zhenzi was practicing the "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Art", and Zhao Sheng didn't expect that he would practice so smoothly.
Thinking back to the fact that he hadn't even seen the appearance of one yuan of heavy water, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
"Lucky, lucky!" Gan Zhenzi looked pleased but pretended to be modest.
As he was talking, the water started to boil, and a rich tea aroma filled the pavilion in an instant.
Zhao Sheng took a sip of the tea fragrance, and his mind became clear, and his thoughts suddenly accelerated by three points.
nice one!
Gan Zhenzi waved his hand and two teacups fell down and flew towards the two people respectively.
"please!"
"please!"
Zhao Sheng took the teacup, rinsed it with Gan Zhenzi, raised his cup to signal, and drank the whole cup of tea in one gulp.
As soon as the tea went down his throat, a clear air suddenly rushed up from his abdomen, passed through his chest, abdomen, and neck, and instantly poured into his purple mansion, turning into a green spiritual rain that dripped into the boundless soul sea.
In an instant, Zhao Sheng's mind became extremely clear and his spiritual consciousness was extremely active. He rushed out of the purple palace in an instant and released it wantonly.
Seventeen zhang, seventeen zhang and two, seventeen zhang and four... It continued to grow to eighteen zhang, and the range of spiritual consciousness expanded to its limit.
"Good tea!"
After a long time, Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.
"Haha! Although the tranquilizing tea is good, the Zixia Jade Dew is also wonderful." Gan Zhenzi replied with a smile on his face.
After the two of them praised each other for a few more words, they got down to business.