Cultivating the Tao: Beginning with Meditation and Liver Experience

Chapter 84 The happiness of having a full meal, the heartache of the old man! (seeking subscription)
There is a saying that when people scare people, they scare people to death, and if they scare themselves, they will even kill people.

After Xu Yan finished reading the Martial Saint's Practice Handbook in his hand, his whole body suddenly became ill.

I always feel that there is something wrong with the aura of this world, and I suspect that there are huge hidden dangers in my spiritual cultivation.

So much so that... this night, he returned to sleep in his bedroom on a rare occasion. He didn't stay up late to cultivate immortals, swallow moonlight, and condense mana as usual.

He meows.

So scary.

Before he really figured out the situation of aura, he wasn't going to raise his perception level.

Anyway, with his current spirit strength and mana accumulation, it is enough to deal with most of the demons and ghosts. There is no need to joke about his future in practice just because he is greedy for a night of practice.

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The next day, early morning!
It's not yet dawn.

Xu Yan had already got up from the bed, stretched comfortably, and then started his daily morning exercises.

Taking medicine, stance, punching, breathing...

Half a year is like a day, even if it is windy, rainy, cloudy and thunderous, there has never been a break.

Of course, this is not to say how self-disciplined Xu Yan is, but because the increase in strength is really fascinating.

Especially in the process of practicing martial arts, every minute and every second, various martial arts inspirations emerge like a tide, which makes him feel the pleasure of solving problems suddenly.

It's like solving a difficult math problem because of a burst of inspiration in school.

The wonderful pleasure of suddenly realizing it and the sense of accomplishment are definitely more fascinating than the inspiration of a certain moment.

Practice makes people fascinated, and practice makes people happy.

That's why Xu Yan loves practice, which makes him happy and addicted.

"As expected of the Blood Marrow Pill taken by the Martial Saint, the medicinal power is really strong!"

Half an hour later, Xu Yan finished his stance, feeling the strength of Qi and blood in his body, as well as the increase in physical strength, he couldn't help but give a big praise.

It is worthy of being the blood marrow pill taken by Wu Sheng. Compared with the high-grade Qi and blood pill he usually uses, it is completely different.

In terms of qi and blood content, one pill is better than six pills, even the quality of qi and blood in the elixir is far higher than that of top-grade qi and blood pills, which greatly shortens the time for refining qi and blood.

However, such a Blood Marrow Pill is more than six times more expensive than the top-grade Qi and Blood Pill in terms of price.

Without a certain relationship and channels, you can't buy it even if you want to.

From this, we can know how expensive it is to cultivate a strong martial artist.

Even if a Martial Saint takes one Blood Essence Pill per day, it would cost 5 to 50 taels a month, and [-] taels a year.

That's not counting other costs.

If you count the daily diet, medicinal diet, and other cultivation resources, etc., if you want to maintain the cultivation of a martial saint, it may cost several million to tens of millions of silver a year.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for small and medium-sized forces to cultivate martial saints.

It's not just because of the lack of corresponding martial arts skills.

More importantly, even if you are lucky enough to cultivate a strong martial artist, you still can't afford it.

Of course, if you say that your family’s Martial Saint does not take medicinal food, nor does he use pills for cultivation, but relies entirely on ordinary food to maintain his body’s needs, and is self-sufficient through hunting, eating grass and milk.

Then pretend that Xu Yan didn't say anything.

After a while, the sun rose from the east.

Xu Yan hesitantly refined a burst of rising sun purple energy, and then he calmly finished his morning exercise and started to eat breakfast.

Take it after breakfast.

He was not in a hurry to go to the palace, but walked quickly towards the courtyard where the old man was.

no way.

If he can't figure out the problem of spiritual energy as soon as possible, it's no wonder he can practice with peace of mind.

And the question of aura.

The only one he can consult is the old man.

Who told him that among the people he knew, the old man had the highest cultivation and the highest status.

If even the old man can't answer his doubts, he really doesn't know who to ask.

"coming?"

It seemed that he expected Xu Yan to come. After seeing Xu Yan, the old man was not surprised at all, but greeted with a smile, "You came just in time, let's have dinner together."

"If there is any problem, we can talk about it after breakfast!"

At this time, the old man was sitting alone at the dining table, with all kinds of meals in front of him.

Beside him, there was an empty seat, and there was a pair of spare bowls and chopsticks on the table, obviously for Xu Yan.

"Thank you grandfather, grandson is just hungry."

When Xu Yan heard the old man's greeting, he was not at all polite, and sat directly next to the old man, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to eat and drink.

It can only be said that the old man's breakfast is richer than his usual breakfast, not at 01:30.

In terms of price, the difference is more than a thousand times a hundred times.

Because the breakfast that Xu Yan ate was a real breakfast, at most some common herbs were added to it to replenish energy and blood.

And the old man's breakfast is a spiritual feast.

Still eight plates and eight bowls.

Every dish is carefully cooked by Ling Chef.

A breakfast meal is almost worth two blood marrow pills.

The most important thing is that Qi Xue Pill needs to stand up and move blood to refine it. If you eat too much, you will have erysipelas and drug resistance.

The spirit feast does not need to be specially refined at all, it can be directly transformed into the essence of five grains, which can be absorbed and digested by the body, just like eating whole grains, and its toxicity and drug resistance are several times weaker than those of pills.

This is no wonder, the real rich and powerful eat spiritual banquets three times a day, instead of sacrificing pills to practice.

"Such a spiritual banquet is calculated at a price of 3000 taels, three tables a day is 1 taels, and 360 five days a year is 3605 million taels."

"Based on the purchasing power of one tael of silver in this world, it is equivalent to 500 yuan in the previous life."

"Then one year is [-] billion!"

"Good guy, really good guy, is this the life of a rich man?"

"Eating alone in a year alone consumes [-] billion yuan. If other cultivation resources are counted, a peak Martial Saint will definitely be able to spend [-] billion yuan a year."

While eating the spiritual feast, Xu Yan silently calculated the cost of three spiritual feasts a day in his heart.

Finally came to a conclusion.

Can't afford it.

I really can't afford it!

How many people in the world can afford such a way of eating?
Thinking about it again, my cousin, Xu Ce, the eldest grandson of the Dingyuan Houfu, can have a feast with the old man every day, while I drink goji berry and millet porridge in the courtyard for less than five taels of silver. meals.

He was instantly ill.

Damn, if he knew the difference between the eldest grandson of the Hou family and the ordinary grandson, he would have to fight for the position of heir to the Hou family.

It's not like now, the poor can't even get 100 taels of silver.

It really disgraced the martial saint and strong man.

The old man didn't know what was in Xu Yan's heart, let alone that the feast he specially prepared for Xu Yan caused Xu Yan to have such a misunderstanding, mistakenly thinking that it was his daily meal standard.

soon.

A spiritual feast was swept away by Xu Yan and the old man like a storm.

After all, the food intake and digestion ability of warriors are not blown out.

Every person who practices martial arts is a big-bellied man, and he can't eat a few catties in one meal. If he eats dozens of catties of meat, he can't eat well at all.

Among them, the martial arts master is the best among them. With ordinary ingredients, they can often eat a whole cow of three to five hundred catties in one meal.

Well, it is the whole cow, including the skin, bones and meat, which can be swallowed together.

Therefore, waiting for a spiritual banquet at the table is nothing to the two martial sages. They have already eaten it in less than a cup of tea, and there is not even soup left.

full.

Really full.

Xu Yan touched his belly, his face was full of happiness.

This was the first time he had eaten enough in the past two or three months.

After all, in the palace, all the food is eaten in a big pot.

It is impossible for the chef in the imperial dining room to give you three whole cows for you to eat every day, let alone make you a spiritual banquet and spiritual rice.

So after Xu Yan succeeded in body training, he really didn't eat enough in the palace. He usually stuffed his stomach and ate half full, and the rest was supported by pills.

Today, with five large bowls of Lingmi, after the first half of the feast, I can finally feel the feeling of fullness.

not easy.

It's really not easy.

Xu Yan was filled with emotions, and once again he was determined to leave the palace.

Well, even if it is to have a full meal, you have to apply for a foreign transfer and leave the imperial palace.

Seeing this scene, the old man couldn't stop feeling distressed.

Because he is also a warrior in the realm of martial saints, or a warrior at the peak of martial saints, he knows better than anyone else the difficulty of breaking through the realm of martial saints, and the huge daily consumption of maintaining a martial saint.

This consumption is definitely not enough for the 100 taels of silver that the Hou Mansion distributes to ordinary disciples every month.

See how they starve their grandchildren.

No wonder it's been half a year since he broke through as a Martial Saint, and his cultivation level hasn't improved much, just like he just broke through.

Feelings are hungry.

The old man was complicated in his heart, and secretly decided that when the family was separated, he must give his grandson more property and cultivation resources, so as not to delay his cultivation talent due to lack of cultivation resources.

You can't affect your own immortal seed just because of some money.

Of course, even though the old man had already made a decision in his heart, there was no change on his face, but he said indifferently: "You came today, but you have doubts because of reading the Martial Sage Handbook?"

"Grandfather is wise. My grandson read the ancestor's handwriting carefully yesterday. After gaining a lot, there is a problem that I can't understand. I hope my grandfather can solve the problem."

"What's the problem, let's talk about it!"

"It's like this grandfather, grandson read the handbook, and saw it mentioned in the handbook that if a warrior wants to break through the realm of immortality, he must understand the small world of the body, use the mighty power of the sun, moon, and stars to strengthen himself, cultivate the gods in the body, and finally open the door of life and death , through the bridge of heaven and earth, super holy and immortal."

After Xu Yan finished speaking, he looked straight into the old man's eyes and asked, "May I ask grandfather, is the power of the sun, moon and stars related to the aura and essence of the sun and moon that the monks of the immortal way breathed out?"

(End of this chapter)