Daoist Luo leaned to the side and glanced at the wooden box on the table. He sighed and said,
"Sigh, back when we were at your house, I had already told you how to prolong your life. I had already made an exception and given you the Red Snow Powder and the Minor Yang Art. However, you had no talent for cultivation. Even the most basic of cultivation methods had a problem. I don't know if I was saving you or harming you when I took you in. "
"Master Luo, you are too serious. If not for you, I would have turned into a pile of dirt. I will always remember Master's kindness of giving me a new lease of life. "Shen Luo shook his head repeatedly.
When Daoist Luo heard this, his expression relaxed. It was obvious that he enjoyed it.
"Master Luo, is there any other way? No matter how much it costs, I am willing to pay." Shen Luo said again. He emphasized the last two sentences.
"Fine, for you, I am willing to make an exception. As long as you can cultivate the Minor Yang Art to perfection within three years, I can help you ask the Temple Dean to give you the first level of the Pure Yang Sword Technique. When the time comes, we can talk about the price. However, the chances are slim. "Daoist Luo sighed and said after a moment of silence.
Within three years? Didn't Master Feng Yang say that I won't live past two years?
Shen Luo was confused, but he still thanked Master Luo.
"You don't have to thank me in such a hurry. I can tell you very clearly that I don't think this method will work. After all, with your talent, it is almost impossible for you to master the Minor Yang Art in three years. That's why I advise you to focus on recuperating and searching for spirit herbs that can prolong your lifespan. That's the right path. "Luo Shi waved his hand and reminded Zhang Xuan.
"Where can I find something that can prolong my life? Does the Temple have it? "Shen Luo couldn't help but ask.
"If the Temple had it, why would I ask you to look elsewhere? Elixirs that could truly extend one's lifespan were beyond the reach of even ordinary cultivators. Once they appeared, they would be fought over by cultivators from various clans. Ordinary people would not even be able to see them. Even if you're lucky enough to see it, you might not be able to buy it even if you sell all your gold and silver. "Daoist Luo stood up and said slowly with his hands behind his back.
"Gold and silver cannot be purchased. Why is that?" Shen Luo was somewhat puzzled.
Over the past few days, he had been relying on the Minor Yang Art and the Red Snow Powder to prolong his life, but which one of them had not been bought with silver? The two hundred taels of gold he received when he entered the monastery and the two thousand taels of silver his family sent to him every year. Which one of them was not an item to prolong his life?
"You haven't set foot on this path yet. Naturally, you don't know that in the eyes of those who have truly reached a high level of cultivation, gold and silver are no different from rocks and dead trees. Even if they need to barter, they use the legendary immortal jades. "Daoist Luo said.
When Shen Luo heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Actually, he knew about the famous celestial jade. Bai Xiaotian had mentioned it to him before. He had also read about it in some books. It was a genuine celestial coin. Not to mention that the Shen family was just a merchant in a county town, even those merchant tycoons in the state capital might not have seen it before.
"To buy a life-prolonging elixir, you naturally need celestial coins …"
Shen Luo felt a wave of helplessness in his heart. It seemed that he did not even have the last bit of financial support he could rely on.
Looking at his gradually darkening gaze, Daoist Luo's brows also flashed with a hint of pity.
As Shen Luo's mind was in turmoil, he suddenly thought of something.
The main culprit that caused him to lose so much of his vitality was that strange jade pillow. Perhaps he could find a solution from this item and thus find a way to save himself. Furthermore, he could not do anything about this jade pillow, but that did not mean that others could not as well.
This item had caused his lifespan to be greatly reduced. Even if it was a treasure, his life was more important. If there was no other way, he could use this item to exchange for some benefits from the monastery.
"Master Luo …"
After a moment of hesitation, Shen Luo finally made up his mind. He wanted to test the waters by mentioning the jade pillow.
However, he'd just opened his mouth when a droning sound suddenly resounded in his mind. A sharp sound that he'd never heard of yet almost pierced his eardrums madly assaulted him like tidewater, causing his vision to suddenly go black as he fell to the side.
Daoist Luo was stunned, but he immediately grabbed onto Chen Xi's shoulder and carried him to a chair to sit down.
While Shen Luo's head was dizzy, Daoist Luo frowned slightly as he held onto Chen Xi's wrist. His three fingers respectively held onto Chen Xi's three meridians before he held his breath and inspected Chen Xi's pulse.
After a short moment, he shook his head and let go of Chen Xi's wrist.
"Weak meridians and powerless meridians are indeed signs of backlash from a cultivation technique. The loss of vitality is not light. How exactly did you cultivate? Why is it like this? "
Cold sweat flowed from Shen Luo's forehead, and he spoke with great difficulty about his daily cultivation.
"Ah …"
However, when he wanted to mention the jade pillow again, the violent rumbling sound in his mind suddenly resounded again, causing him to let out a miserable cry.
Daoist Luo's face turned solemn as he held onto Chen Xi's back. A red light lit up in his palm, and then a warm current flowed into Shen Luo's body from his back, causing him to feel a burst of warmth. The remaining rumbling sound in his head gradually disappeared.
"What's going on? Could it be … "Shen Luo's body was also soaked in cold sweat, and his heart was in a state of panic.
However, when he had the thought of mentioning the jade pillow again, the sharp rumbling sound in his mind was louder than the previous two times, causing him to be unable to speak at all.
"What's wrong with you?" Daoist Luo also noticed Chen Xi's abnormality and asked.
"My … My body is a little weak. I think … It's the backlash from a cultivation technique …" Shen Luo said while panting. He didn't dare to think about the jade pillow again at this moment.
"Stop practicing for the next few days. Take this Red Snow Powder back. Don't take it all at once, take it three times. Otherwise, I'm afraid your body won't be able to withstand it." Daoist Luo took out a paper bag from his bosom and stuffed it into Shen Luo's hand. At the same time, his other palm glowed red again, and he patted several major acupuncture points on Shen Luo's back a few times.
"Thank you very much, Master Luo." Shen Luo recovered after a long time and hurriedly thanked him.
He didn't dare to stay any longer, and after saying goodbye to Daoist Luo, he left.
Daoist Luo watched Shen Luo's somewhat staggering back disappear outside the door. He rubbed the gold ingot in his sleeve and frowned.
"Speaking of which, this kid is a good person. What a pity … It seems that after two years, I'll have to find another disciple from a big family … "He muttered to himself. Then, he waved his sleeves, and the four doors in the courtyard all closed with a" huala "sound.
…
It was late at night, but the quiet room on the bluestone ground floor near the cliff was still lit by candlelight.
Shen Luo sat beside the table, and in front of him was the strange jade pillow. His eyes fell on it, but his gaze was somewhat erratic.
What he had encountered at Master Luo's place was too inconceivable. Shen Luo simply couldn't figure out what kind of power was preventing him from revealing the secret of the jade pillow.
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