In the stone pavilion, Gan Zhenzi said solemnly: "Junior Brother Zhao, I'm going back to Dongtian City."
Zhao Sheng recalled the recent news about Dongtian City and asked tentatively, "Senior Brother Gan, are you going to take over Lingkong Academy?"
Lingkong Academy is one of the three branches of Guiyuan Sect in Dongtian City. Recently, due to insufficient number of blood and essence beads offered as a sacrifice, the previous academy master was recalled to the mountain gate, so this seat became vacant.
"That's right!" Gan Zhenzi nodded and said, "I hope you can help me. The position of deputy dean is definitely yours."
Zhao Sheng's heart moved, but he said with embarrassment: "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother, but I really have never thought about leaving the mountain."
Gan Zhenzi looked at Zhao Sheng with a sharp gaze and said thoughtfully, "Since Junior Brother is unwilling, let's not talk about this matter. But I want to ask Junior Brother for a favor now."
As the saying goes, a man who eats someone's food will be soft-hearted!
Zhao Sheng had just received a benefit from someone, so naturally he couldn't offend the other party.
"Brother, if you have something to say, feel free to speak."
"I can't take over Lingkong Academy empty-handed this time. So I hope to place a long-term order with my junior brother to supply Lingkong Academy with 2,000 blood refining talismans every year."
"That's it!" Zhao Sheng thought.
"Brother, you're joking. You're also a master of talismans. Why would you need to order blood refining talismans from me? And two thousand is far too many."
Zhao Sheng didn't lie. It would take him at least two months to draw two thousand blood refining talismans.
"My skills are no match for your extraordinary skills, Junior Brother. One thousand five hundred! No less."
"Brother, you don't know, my disciple's grandfather..."
After the two bargained for a while, Zhao Sheng had no choice but to agree to supply Lingkongyuan with 800 blood refining talismans a year, and the price was still two merit points per talisman.
In response to this, Gan Zhenzi complained repeatedly, but was very happy in his heart.
After searching around Guiyuan Sect for many times, I found that when it comes to blood refining talismans, in terms of quantity and quality, Junior Brother Zhao in front of me is second to none.
Although it was a pity that I didn't bring him to Lingkong Court, my goal for today was achieved.
At this time, Zhao Sheng said half-jokingly and half-complainingly: "Brother, you asked me to come here just for this, right?"
"Everyone knows that Junior Brother is a very busy man. How could he ask you to come in person for such a small matter? Look at this."
As he spoke, Gan Zhenzi took out a large black iron bowl from his storage bag. The bowl was filled with a layer of light colorless liquid, which looked inconspicuous.
Bang!
The black iron bowl seemed very heavy, and as soon as it was placed on the table, it made a dull sound.
Zhao Sheng was delighted when he saw this scene and asked hurriedly, "Could it be that the substance inside is one yuan of heavy water?"
Gan Zhenzi nodded and said proudly, "Lucky, I found ten drops. Is that enough?"
"That's enough for now!" Zhao Sheng was delighted and continued to express his gratitude: "Thank you for the gift, Senior Brother! I wonder what you would like to exchange for it?"
Gan Zhenzi said, "I know you are wealthy, Junior Brother. Please give me 80,000 Spiritual Stones. If the Spiritual Stones are not enough, you can exchange them for treasures of equal value!"
Zhao Sheng was stunned when he heard this, but he immediately understood that Gan Zhenzi was trying to show goodwill.
"Then I might as well take advantage of you today!" After thinking about it, Zhao Sheng readily agreed.
There is no need to elaborate on the details of the subsequent transaction.
After Zhao Sheng put away the one yuan heavy water, he asked Gan Zhenzi about various details of the "Blood Melting and Soul Refining Art".
When Gan Zhenzi learned that Zhao Sheng had not yet started practicing, he was very surprised. It had been more than two years since he started practicing, but Zhao Sheng had been able to resist the temptation and not practice this god-level technique.
Yes, that's right!
In the minds of all the immortal cultivators who have practiced the Blood Soul Sutra, this technique is simply magical.
Only those who have truly practiced it can understand how magical it is.
As for Gan Zhenzi, he had only been practicing for two years when he easily broke through the fourth level of foundation building and reached the fifth level. His spiritual awareness was also greatly improved, and the range was comparable to that of an ordinary sixth-level foundation building cultivator.
Although it felt strange, Gan Zhenzi would not refuse such a favor, so he answered all the questions Zhao Sheng asked.
Half a day later, the sun set and the sky was filled with sunset glow.
Zhao Sheng stopped talking contentedly, and then said goodbye to Gan Zhenzi.
The two of them quickly separated from Tandang Pavilion and left.
…
Three months later, a loud bang was suddenly heard in the training room deep in the cave. Wei Ling was startled and quickly ran to the quiet room and looked out.
Sudden,
The door of the training room was opened, and Zhao Sheng walked out with a rosy face.
But in contrast to his excellent complexion, his expression was extremely serious, with a hint of frustration.
Three months is enough time for a person to know himself clearly.
Um,
All ten drops of one-yuan heavy water were consumed, but in return, they resulted in hundreds of failures.
This result made Zhao Sheng deeply realize that he was not a true genius in cultivating immortals, but at best a gifted person.
Although he failed in refining the one-yuan heavy water, the practice of the Blood Soul Sutra went exceptionally smoothly.
In just one day, he easily mastered the "Blood Refining and Body Tempering Technique".
Because he had already established the foundation, the Qi Refining chapter was not difficult for him at all. After just three months, his level of skill had been elevated to perfection.
Condensing essence and blood requires a large amount of qi and blood, but at this time, a talent that Zhao Sheng almost forgot suddenly showed its prowess.
Primary Self-Healing (Ordinary Level): Depending on individual constitution, the body's recovery speed is increased by three to ten times.
After Zhao Sheng established his foundation, his body's recovery speed has reached ten times the maximum.
While others were at the same great perfection realm, they could only condense one drop of essence and blood a day, but Zhao Sheng could actually condense three drops.
Of course, the more it produces, the greater its consumption.
The amount of tonic pills and monster meat Zhao Sheng consumed every day was several times more than that of others.
However, he is wealthy and this little bit of food won't bankrupt him.
"master!"
Wei Ling observed his master's expression and knew that he was in a bad mood, but since he had run into him, he had no choice but to greet him.
"Yeah," Zhao Sheng nodded expressionlessly.
Seeing that the master did not vent his anger on him, Wei Ling was delighted and was about to bow and leave when he heard,
"What's the success rate of the Spring Breeze Rain Talisman?"
Wei Ling thought to himself that this was not good, but he had to answer his master's question, so he said in a mosquito-like voice: "Three-three is right!"
"snort!"
Zhao Sheng snorted coldly but did not scold him.
Wei Ling said she was his apprentice, but Zhao Sheng didn't care much about her.
All this was just a deal between him and Wei Youquan.
He "looked after" Wei Ling, and Wei Youquan "watched" the Jinfu Pavilion for him.
Wei Ling saw that his master was showing signs of anger, and he cursed inwardly, and immediately started to think hard.
In her nervousness, she actually remembered something.
"Master, Grandfather sent me a message a few days ago saying that the Jinfu Pavilion has been a bit unstable lately. I hope you can take some time to return to Dongtian City."
oh?
Zhao Sheng was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Did your grandfather tell you what it was?"
"Grandpa didn't say that." Wei Ling rolled his eyes and replied.
"Okay, got it!"
Zhao Sheng nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face.
After seeing this scene, Wei Ling couldn't help but feel happy, and then tiptoed out.