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Chapter 15

Words:2909Update:22/06/18 01:14:41

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Cultivation methods, incantations, and the like were all illusory and did not cost a single cent to exchange for.

However, things like magical items and blood were different.

Therefore, if he wanted to exchange for a physical item and bring it to the Dazhou World, he would definitely have to pay a higher price.

"From this, I can see that the Main God's Temple is still in a spiritual space and is in the process of transforming into a physical object. It's still in the early stages... There's still a long way to go..."

Wu Ming glanced at his status.

"Reincarnator Serial Number: Gengshen 69"

"Name: Wu Ming"

"Cultivation: Tier 5 Physical Body Stage, Vital Energy"

"Equipment: None"

"Title: Main God's Apostle"

"My stats are really almost blank..."

Wu Ming sighed and immediately raised his voice. "Main God's Temple, pay 100 Minor Merit points to exchange for a chance to comprehend the Spirit Turtle Qi-Fostering Art!"

"Ding! Detected that Reincarnator possesses the mental cultivation method of the Spirit Turtle Qi-Fostering Art. Requirements are met! 100 Minor Merit points consumed. Comprehension begins! "

A white pillar of light fell and enveloped Wu Ming.

Almost instantly, he found that 100 of his 750 Minor Merit points had been deducted, leaving him with only 650.

Of course, the pain only lasted for a moment. Then, Wu Ming's consciousness became dazed as if he had returned to the ancient times.

Beside the river, the plants towered into the sky, blocking out the sun and the moon. Everything around him was so tall, as if he had arrived in a country of giants.

In the depression by the river, a shell-shaped hill suddenly shook and let out a roar that sounded like a dragon or an elephant!

"Rumble! Rumble! "

As the mountain rocks rolled, a large amount of moss fell off, revealing a unique tortoise shell pattern. Four incomparably thick tortoise legs covered in scales, webbed between the toes, and sharp claws stretched out. The entire small mountain suddenly stood up, transforming into a savage divine beast!

"This... there are patterns of flying serpents on its back. Water and fire complement each other, and the sun and moon are in harmony. This is the Ancient Black Tortoise!"

Wu Ming was extremely shocked. This scene was deeply engraved in his heart.

In the next moment, he returned to the space of the Main God's Temple, which made him realize that everything he had just seen was just an illusion!

But with just a glance, it was enough for him to firmly remember that desolate and ancient aura in his heart.

"Although the Divine Turtle's lifespan is long, there is still an end to it. The Soaring Serpent rides the mist and eventually turns to dust …"

Wu Ming muttered. He felt a strand of sorrow surge into his heart, and it caused him to be filled with the feeling that life was too short. Thus, he sighed with emotion towards the mortal world that was like a dream, and he was enlightened to pursue transcendence!

In this state of mind, the Qi dynamic on his body unknowingly changed. The original Qi circulation route of the Turtle Breathing Skill changed and became even more profound and serene, with a sense of zhending.

Tranquility from nothingness, stability from nature, and spirituality from ignorance. This is true stability!

With that, not only had he completely grasped the basics of the Spirit Turtle Nourishing Qi Art, but he had even entered a profound state.

[Spirit Turtle Qi Nourishing Art (rudimentary)]

After who knew how long, Wu Ming looked at the notification that had appeared on his personal stats panel. He sighed emotionally, "Wu Qing said that the Spirit Turtle Qi-Nourishing Art is derived from daoist techniques. Sure enough, there's something to it … The main divine hall really is honest with its customers!"

Originally, with his talent, even if he worked hard on the Spirit Turtle Nourishing Art, it would not be something that could be achieved overnight to grasp the basics of the Spirit Turtle Nourishing Art.

After all, just identifying the acupoints and circulating Qi and meridians required extreme caution! There was no room for error. Others, even if they were extremely talented, had to be careful and only dared to practice it after they had perfected it.

Based on this progress, even if Wu Ming had previously cultivated the Turtle Breathing Skill, it would have taken him at least a hundred days to grasp the basics.

How was it like now?

After just one moment of enlightenment, Wu Ming felt that the True Qi in his body had been completely transformed. Not only that, but his breathing was long and steady. It was almost instinctive. It was the embodiment of extreme familiarity with martial arts!

"With this step, I've saved at least half a year's worth of effort!"

Wu Ming was very satisfied. He flipped through the dazzling list of items, especially the shaman techniques and daoist techniques. He felt that it was quite a pity to break it.

"Since Wu Qing said that she wanted me to enter the Daoist Temple, she clearly has some confidence even though she was eliminated once … Since that's the case, I can't practice other techniques anymore. While it's a small matter if my aura isn't pure during the test, if I'm mistaken for a spy from another sect, I won't be able to clear my name even if I jump into the Yellow River …"

He would not set his sights on the Main God's Temple if he could obtain what he obtained from the Dazhou world. That was the general rule that Wu Ming had set down.

For example, he had obtained the Spirit Turtle Nourishing Art from Wu Qing and a low-grade arcane artifact, the Dark Gold Hoop. That was almost a thousand merit points.

"I still need to preserve the merit points. Unless I have no other choice, before the dungeon quest, or when everything is ready, I can't use it recklessly!"

Wu Ming flipped through the list of items.

He had True Sight, so he naturally did not look at the missing items. Even so, the Main God's Temple was more than enough to satisfy him.

"With such a powerful weapon in hand, what Dao can't I cultivate?"

The more Wu Ming flipped through, the more confident he became.

The poor study the arts while the rich practice the arts. If one wanted to cultivate spells, wealth, companionship, method, and land were essential. Among them, the most important was wealth!

Although he could not directly exchange for it, Wu Ming still flipped through a lot and understood some things.

Even some of the lowest level magic arts required all kinds of strange materials to successfully cultivate.

Things like iron core, gold essence, and silver amber were all child's play. It was the materials for some unorthodox techniques that gave him a headache.

For example, the Yin Binding Rope daoist technique needed to collect the fetal hair of female infants of yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin day, and it even needed the hair of 49 different female infants!

There was also the Mourning Door Nail, which required iron nails that had been buried for more than a hundred years. There were even requirements for the cause of death, birth chart, and even the eight characters of the coffin owner!

There was also the top-grade cinnabar, talisman paper that had been processed for more than six or seven years, and elixirs that were decades or centuries old.

In any case, there was nothing that one could not think of. There was nothing that one did not need for cultivation!

Such materials were not something that could be bought with money. Wealth and influence were indispensable!

"No wonder Wu Qing wanted to enter the Daoist Academy. Leaving aside the impartation of Daoist techniques, just the miscellaneous equipment alone... is not something a small Wu family can provide..."

Wu Ming rubbed his eyes. "But... there are all these materials in the Main God's Temple. As long as you have enough merit points, you can exchange for as many as you want! With such a great advantage here, it would be a waste not to properly plan it... but... "

Wu Ming thought of another troublesome aspect.

Since the Main God's Temple charged for bringing in items, there was no reason that it would not charge for taking them out.

According to the Main God's Temple's unscrupulous practice of exchanging merit points twice, it would be unreasonable not to collect money from both sides this time!

In other words, the items exchanged could only be used in the Sovereign Space. What if he wanted to take them out for trade? Hehe... just the tax alone would be enough to make you vomit blood!

"What a pity... what a pity..."

Wu Ming was instantly depressed. "If my authority could remove this layer of exploitation, I would probably be able to make a fortune just by reselling resources..."

...

"... Suddenly, a madman sharpened his blade at night, and the Emperor Star swayed high in the sky. From now on, there is no need to be stingy when it comes to killing... "

In the study, Wu Ming held a book in his hand, a dazed expression on his face.

On the title page of the ancient book, the words "Historical Essays, Volume Seven" were particularly eye-catching.

Since he had come to Dazhou, he could not ignore the history books. The Wu family was a rich family, after all. Even if the previous wastrel was ignorant and incompetent, there were still a few books in the study to decorate the facade.

Now, it was all Wu Ming's gain.

"... After Xia Dynasty, there was the Shang Dynasty. The last Shang Emperor was tyrannical, and the founder of Dazhou took advantage of the situation and established the Central Plains. It has been two hundred and seventy years since then..."

"In the seventh year of Yongping in Dazhou, during the reign of the Spirit Emperor, there was a drought in the capital, and the wilderness was thousands of miles wide. A rebel, Huang Jie, took advantage of the drought and wreaked havoc in the capital, forcing the Spirit Emperor to move the capital. Not long after, he died of fear... This person lasted for seventeen years before peace was restored, and history called it the Yongping Rebellion... Since then, the Dazhou Empire has been declining, and several emperors have died in less than three years.

Wu Ming covered the book and sighed. "Without a ruler, the empire is declining day by day. There are powerful officials inside, and outside, there are vassals, military governors, and disasters … The rise of the Hundred Schools of Thought is really the rhythm of chaos... No wonder I have to live in a fort...

"However, whether the world is in chaos or not has little to do with a small shrimp like me. More importantly, why does this poem by Huang Jie sound so familiar?"

Wu Ming knocked his head and put down the book speechlessly. He was ready to go to the training field.

"It still sounds familiar... Are there many transmigrators in this world?"

Wu Ming's eyes were dazed, and suddenly, he felt something in his chest.

"Ouch!"

The girl cried out in pain, and then there was the sound of a cup falling to the ground.

"I deserve to die! I deserve to die! "The girl in the light green dress was frightened and apologized. Wu Ming was stunned.

"Hmm? Miss Xiuyun, it's you! "

Wu Ming recognized the girl in front of him. It was Li Xiuyun, the girl he met last time.

Back then, he was afraid to see her, so he hid in the study. However, when Wu Ming came back, he naturally did not stand on ceremony with Li Xiuyun. He directly threw her out of Wu Ming's bedroom and took back Wu Ming's' territory '.

Ever since then, Wu Ming rarely saw her, and he had no idea where she was sent to.

From the looks of it, her situation wasn't too good.

"Get up!"

Wu Ming stretched out his hand to help her up, but when he saw the other party's frightened gaze, he retracted his hand resentfully.

"Miss Xiuyun... I'm sorry, I'll order someone to send you home right now!"

Knowing that the other party was intentionally avoiding him and was extremely afraid of him, Wu Ming said.

"No! No! I won't go back! Young Master Ming, please spare my life! I'm willing to do anything, so please don't chase me away! "

Unexpectedly, when Li Xiuyun heard that he would send her home, she became even more afraid, and her body began to tremble.

Wu Ming even suspected that the other party would pounce on him and hug his legs. Curious, he asked, "What's going on? Tell me! "

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