After three hundred years of cultivating immortals, he suddenly discovered that he was a martial arts man Chapter 28: The countryside is first-class, I can't make any waves
Chapter 28: The countryside is first-class, I can't make any waves
"Never found it." The young monk shook his head and said, "The Li family has probably lost the secret book."
"Yes." The county magistrate nodded and said, "More than a hundred years ago, Feixia Swordsman dominated the Lu County martial arts world, but his descendants ended up like this. It's really sad.
"It's in vain that I deliberately made a cautious plan and sent someone to pretend to be a bride to investigate the truth. It's really a waste of effort. When Master Wang arrives, I will destroy the Li family."
"Your Majesty, I heard that the Feixia Sword Head was taught by an expert from the Xianxia Sect. Is this true?" the young monk asked.
"Who can tell whether the rumors are true or false?" The county magistrate smiled and said, "Your Lotus Temple has been inherited for thousands of years, so you should know a lot of things. Why do you need to ask me?"
"Master never lets me ask about Xianxia Sect." A trace of gloom flashed in the young monk's eyes, "By the way, there is a first-rate master from out of town who wants to help the Li family inexplicably. I have put him on death row.
.Do you have any instructions from the county magistrate?"
"Where can there be any inexplicable help in this world? This person must have some purpose or come to repay his kindness." The county magistrate sneered: "Maybe he has clues to the "Secret Book of Feixia Sword Head" in his hand, give it to me
Tortured!"
"Yes!" the young monk nodded.
Wow!
At this moment, the fishhook in the county magistrate's hand moved. He looked happy and hurriedly closed the rod. He saw a big fish jumping and biting the hook.
"Hahaha, silly fish." The county magistrate laughed, threw the fish into the bucket at hand, and then asked, "One more thing, the king's army is coming, and we need to replenish food and grass here. I asked you to go there before
Who is the richest person in the county? Do you have any clues?"
"We already have an idea of a man named Zhao Guang." The young monk said, "This man was originally from Yanshan County. He lived here because he did not want to join the King's Master. He openly engaged in business, but secretly made a living by robbing tombs and accumulating money.
A huge amount of wealth."
"Okay! I have only been in office for three months, but I didn't know that there was such a wealthy person in the city." The county magistrate laughed loudly and said: "I am from Yanshan County but I don't join the king's division. It's really hateful. There will be a meeting in the city tonight.
Like robbers, Zhao Guang’s family will surely become the primary target, what a pity!”
"I understand." The young monk nodded.
"Tsk tsk." The county magistrate put down the fishing rod, stood up, looked at the young monk, and said with a smile: "Little Master Huishi, you are a monk, how can you agree so readily to such evil things as murdering people and stealing goods, torture and torture?"
"Amitabha." Monk Huishi clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and said calmly: "My Buddha is compassionate and cannot bear to see the suffering of the world, so the king master raised the flag of righteousness to help the world. These are all necessary things for righteousness. What the young monk did is all in
Fulfill my Buddha’s will.”
"Hahaha! Okay, okay! Okay!" The county magistrate smiled very happily and patted Monk Huishi on the shoulder, "Then first find out the "Secret Book of Feixia Sword Head", which contains the secret of the interior.
This treasure book is a must-have for the Buddha’s compassion to shine on the world!”
"The young monk will go to death row to interrogate that person next." Monk Hui Shi smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lord County."
"Go ahead." The county magistrate waved his hand and said with a smile, "How about I give you some helpers? After all, you are a first-class expert."
"No need." Monk Huishi shook his head and said, "He is just a first-class warrior in the countryside. He cannot cause any trouble."
"Then I'll just wait for the good news." The county magistrate nodded and smiled, then sat down again, hung up the bait, and put out the fishing pole.
…
The ancient death row was a place where just living in it would make people feel hopeless.
It was dark and damp, with no light, and even the floor in the cell was arc-shaped, making it impossible for the prisoners to lie flat or stand firm, and they suffered.
In addition, the sanitary conditions are also extremely poor, or there are no sanitary conditions at all, and the fishy smell is everywhere.
After Cui Heng arrived here, the expressions on the faces of the people he saw were only numbness.
It's lifeless, like hell.
But a place like this actually brought him quite a surprise.
You can convert currencies here!
"Transform!"
Cui Heng issued instructions to the system.
【Currency +12】
Not too much, but not too little either. He had only converted less than 5 points in one day in Xiangxi Town.
In addition, Cui Heng also felt that his golden elixir spirituality was being affected again, but it was different from the fear and joy he had felt before.
This time it was extreme despair and sadness, to the point of numbness.
The seven human emotions are joy, anger, sadness, fear, love, evil, and desire.
According to his guess, if you want to be simple and spiritual, or even come alive and turn into a Nascent Soul, you probably need the ultimate seven emotions to stimulate the golden elixir, thereby giving birth to spirituality.
The previous fear and joy were just a little bit of spirituality drawn by external emotions, which was far from enough.
But in this death row, the despair and sadness were almost intense to the point of being real. Cui Heng clearly felt that his golden elixir spirituality had increased a lot.
If compared to numerical values, the previous fear might have been only 0.001, and the joy might have been 0.005, but now the sadness in this death row has reached at least 0.1.
However, in the end, this can only be regarded as a small level of accumulation, and it cannot stimulate the true birth of spirituality at all.
"Great joy, great anger, great sorrow, great fear, great love, great evil, and great desire, these should be the key nodes for the golden elixir to breed spirituality, but such extreme seven emotions may be difficult to find in the world."
Cui Heng secretly thought in his heart, gaining a little more understanding of his next path of cultivation.
"Young man, why were you arrested?" At this moment, an old man from the cell next to Cui Heng suddenly came over.
The old man looked to be sixty or seventy years old. His clothes were in rags, his hair was unkempt, his body was covered with filth, and his hands and feet were chained with a finger-thick iron chain. He was obviously a felon.
"Surrender yourself to commit murder." Cui Heng said with a smile, looking at the old man, "Where are you, father-in-law?"
"The whole family was destroyed. I hacked to death thirty-one members of my master's family." The old man grinned, as if he was saying something extremely ordinary. Suddenly he changed the topic and said: "I have a martial arts here, I will protect you."
To become the best in the world, do you want to learn?"
"What does it mean to be the best in the world?" Cui Heng asked with a smile.
"Beyond the innate, the inside view of success, endless life, the world's best!" The old man's eyes stared straight at Cui Heng, "Now the world is in chaos, and all the heroes are vying for the throne!
"If you can become the most powerful person in the world and raise your arms, you might be able to separate yourself and become king, or establish a sect and call yourself the ancestor!"
Bang!
Suddenly, the sound of the cell door chains clanging was heard, and a jailer walked in.
The jailer glanced at the old man with disdain and sneered: "Old Zhang, are you selling your bullshit Xianxia secret book again? If you really want to be the best in the world, why are you being locked up here? It's all bullshit!"
"Humph, you don't understand at all. I risked my life to steal this from the Xianxia Sect fifty years ago!" The old man looked like you don't know what he's selling.
"You've been on death row for twenty years and you're still very persistent!" the jailer sneered, then opened Cui Heng's cell door and shouted sternly, "Boy, get out, our boss wants to see you!"
But Cui Heng seemed not to have heard anything. He stared at the old man and said in a deep voice: "You just mentioned the ruins of the Xianxia Sect. Which Xian and which Xia are they?"
"You young man talks so strangely." The old man chuckled and said, "Do you even need to ask? Of course it is the fairy of gods, the Xia of Caixia. Even though the mountain has been closed for hundreds of years, Xianxia is still revered as the number one martial arts sect.
Pie!”
"Boy, you're deaf, aren't you!" Seeing that he was being ignored, the jailer felt so humiliated that he rushed over and raised his hand to slap Cui Heng.
Cui Heng turned his head and glanced at the jailer lightly.
The jailer buzzed and flew backwards, hit the wall of the cell hard, and was sealed in. He was unconscious on the spot, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Other jailors noticed the movement here, came over to take a look, and immediately shouted: "Someone wants to escape from prison, come here, come here!"
The entire death row became noisy.
Cui Heng turned a deaf ear to all this and still looked at the old man and said, "Tell me about the Xianxia Sect."
"..." The old man was stunned, looked outside, then looked at Cui Heng, swallowed, grinned, "Okay!"