"I don't know if God is favoring me this time. I asked me to find two silk grasses, otherwise it would be really hard to bear if my pockets are empty!"

Outside Haidai City, there is Jiuyan Mountain. According to legend, nine heavenly geese live here and are named after it. They are rare inhabited.

A few days ago, Jing Shifang and two mates in the outer courtyard were injured. In addition to the medicine money, he also bought a few kilograms of fat beef to nourish the qi and blood. He usually ate clear soup, coarse rice, mixed grains and steamed buns, and it is rare to see meat food. This body is nutritious, not to mention the disciples of aristocratic families, even the children of ordinary wealthy families are incomparable.

The cost of this passage has already made the hundred pieces of money he has saved to spend half of it, and it hurts so much.

It is also a helpless move to come to Jiuyan Mountain to find silk grass. It is the time to develop and grow the body and sprint to the second level of body refining. If there is nutrition and lack of qi and blood, leaving hidden dangers, it will be troublesome.

Being poor in literature and wealth in martial arts, famous sayings.

A silk grass, at least thirty pieces of waste money, and a good quality of 50 pieces of branches and leaves can be used. This is a huge sum of money for the ten directions.

He lost his parents since childhood, suffered from bullying and contempt, and lived in poverty, which made Jing Shifang's mental age much older than his actual age. In order to earn more living expenses, he often appeared in Jiuyan Mountain. He had been familiar with several roads entering and leaving the mountain, and was almost as good as hunters next to the mountain.

It was the hottest season. I set off at dawn and rushed to the bottom of Jiuyan Mountain. It was already sunny and covered with sweat stains on my back.

Jing Shifang held a whistle stick in his hand and picked it out from a corner of the granary for unknown periods of time. His body was dark and heavy in his hand, weighing more than eight kilograms.

He asked the car shop and horse man to see it. It was made of black-scale wood that is more than thirty years old. It is also a good weapon for the lower-level warriors.

Any weapon shop in the city, such a brand new stick will cost more than a thousand yuan. Even if it is depreciated, it is far from what the world is qualified to covet. The pearl is secretly invested and no one can tell the goods, so it is cheaper.

Jiuyan Mountain is not a pure and good place. The ferocious beasts and those hunters and herb collectors with the same purpose are more dangerous than the other. Even if they are not very good at it, they must hold the whistle stick in their hands. The monsters that only exist by word of mouth are too far away and do not take them in their hearts.

If I really encounter a monster, I would rather consider how to die to be more decent. Shifang thought in his heart.

The silk grass is the main material for refining top-grade healing pills. It has miraculous effects on trauma of swords and guns and stop bleeding. The Jing family has not been well experiencing elixirs in the path, but it also has a large-scale pharmacy.

Even if such a big family is not for the sake of business, it is a big number of internal use, and it is impossible to rely entirely on the outside world.

When Jing Shifang was in good fortune, he once picked four silk grasses, but today he obviously didn’t have such good luck and he got nothing after a long time.

"The sun is too poisonous, let's talk about it for a while."

The weather is hot and Jing Shifang is already sweating profusely. The sweat flowing from his back is dried by the burnt sun and then wet, which condenses a layer of white salt frost.

This cave was discovered when I went back to the mountain. It was covered by a pile of half-man-high thatched grass, and even the hunters at the foot of the mountain could not find it.

He bent down and crawled in, reached out and fiddled with the thatch a few times, blocked the hole again, and looked like a rock wall from the outside.

"If I follow the steps and have not been in seven or eight years, I am afraid I will not be able to enter the house. I will achieve a small success in body refining. This is too slow!"

The five levels of body refining, the qi and blood are harmonized, the hardness and softness are combined, and the power is possessed by a thousand pounds of divine power when raising hands. A dozen ordinary men can easily clean up, so they can truly reach the state of entering the house.

In the Jing family, the fifth level of body refining is also an obvious watershed. On top of it, the ones are in charge of the affairs and hold power. The treatment and status they enjoy begin to be very different from ordinary servants. If they can go further, they will be no different from the treatment of the common disciples in the clan.

Seven or eight years are still the premise for everything to go smoothly. The later it goes, the more obvious the bottleneck you encounter when you advance, and it is normal to stay on the first level for several years.

However, if you have no money, the slower you practice; and the lower your cultivation level, the less resources you can get from the clan.

This is simply an unsolvable vicious cycle. Those who are lowly born can only break out of this cage with their qualities and talents.

But so far, except for the talent in practicing martial arts, Jing Shifang has not shown any cultivation qualifications that are different from ordinary people. He had to wait until he was thirty to barely achieve a small body. For other servants, it was already a great blessing for his ancestors to appear and have no complaints in this life, but it was not satisfactory to him.

After the most prosperous and prosperous qi and blood, I failed to achieve certain basic results. Even if I could have adventures in the future, this development would be limited.

Jing Shifang was upset, stood up and strode, and punched the stone wall beside him, venting his anger.

Bang!

The stone wall was actually penetrated by a punch, rolling down large pieces of gravel, revealing a hollow stone layer.

Jing Shifang's heart moved, and his first reaction suddenly took two steps back. How could his power break through the stone wall with one punch? It was possible that there were cracks or the place was particularly weak.

Could it be that the cave will collapse, which will cause such a phenomenon?

"Huh? Why is there a broken book in it? Is it a martial arts secret?"

In the dark sight, Jing Shifang saw a strange look in the stone wall at a glance, his heart pounding, and he thought of this possibility. Such legendary things are most likely to be spread. It is said that the ancestor of the Jing family who revived the family in Haidai City was because of the legacy of his predecessors that he soared into the sky and made his debut.

He reached out and pulled it into the stone layer, and a thin volume of scriptures appeared on his palm. The paper was soft and smooth, like silk.

On the title page, there are a few big words about dragons flying and phoenix dancing, "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Prajna"!

I quickly flipped through it, and there were only more than ten pages. It was indeed a profound technique, as well as illustration notes and small-character comments on the blanks of the page. This powerful small calligraphy with a powerful hand was obviously added later, and it should be the work of the previous owner of this book, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna Prajna.

Kashyapa Tantric Buddhism, the magical power of the sect!

Jing Shifang had never heard of Kashyapa Tantra before, but his tone was so big that it should be a master of the mind, at least it was much better than the Bailu Heart Sutra he practiced now.

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As a basic body tempering technique, the Bailu Heart Sutra is superior to the Central Plains and Peace, and is far from being included in the grade, which means it is not a true martial arts technique at all.

Jing Shifang flipped over and over again, and after a long time, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and carefully hid the scriptures close to his chest.

In the hollow stone layer, there is also a letter and a pill sealed by beeswax, the size of a longan. When you hold it, a smell of sandalwood wafts out. You can vaguely see the jade-like elixir.
Chapter completed!