Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

"I haven't found it." The young monk shook his head and said, "Most of the Li family has indeed lost the secret book."

"Yeah." The county magistrate nodded and said, "Feixia's sword head dominated the Lu County martial arts more than a hundred years ago, but his descendants are so wasteful, it's really embarrassing.

"In vain, I deliberately and cautiously made a game, and sent someone to pretend to be a bride to investigate the truth. It was a waste of effort. When Master Wang arrives, I will destroy the Li family."

"Xianzun, I heard that Feixia's sword head has been instructed by experts from the Xianxia School, is it true?" the young monk asked.

"The rumors in the rivers and lakes are true or false, who can tell?" The county magistrate smiled and said, "You Lotus Temple has been inherited for thousands of years, so you should know a lot of things, why ask me?"

"Master never let me ask about Xianxia Sect." The young monk's eyes flashed with gloom, "By the way, there is a first-class expert from other places who wants to help the Li family inexplicably. I have put him on death row and imprisoned him. What instructions does the county magistrate have?"

"Where is there any inexplicable help in this world, this person must have a plan, or come to repay his gratitude." The county magistrate sneered: "Maybe he has the clues of "Feixia Swordshead Secret Guide" in his hand, give me Torture and torture!"

"Yes!" The young monk nodded.

Whoops!

At this moment, the fish hook in the county magistrate's hand moved, and he looked happy, and hurriedly closed the rod, only to see a big fish jumping around and biting the hook.

"Hahaha, silly fish." The county magistrate laughed, threw the fish into the bucket at hand, and then asked, "There is one more thing, Master Wang is coming, you need to replenish food and grass here, I asked you to go earlier. Who is the richest person in Cha County?

"I already have a face, it's a person named Zhao Guang." The young monk said, "This person was originally from Yanshan County, because he didn't want to join Master Wang and lived here. enormous wealth.”

"Okay! This official has only been in office for three months, and I didn't know there was such a rich person in the city." The county magistrate laughed and said: "This is from Yanshan County, but I don't belong to Wang Shi. It's really hateful. Tonight, there will be a meeting in the city. Entering the robbers, Zhao Guang's family will be the primary target, what a pity!"

"I understand." The young monk nodded.

"Tsk tsk." The county magistrate put down his 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 murder and torture?"

"Amitabha Buddha." The monk Hui Shi folded his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and said with a calm expression: "My Buddha is merciful and cannot bear to see the suffering of the world, so Master Wang raised the banner of righteousness to help the world. These are all things that must be done in righteous actions. Practice my Buddha's will."

"Hahaha! Good, good! Good!" The county magistrate smiled very happily and patted the shoulder of the monk Hui Shi, "Then find out the "Secrets of Feixia Swordshead" first, this contains the mystery of the interior scene The collection is a must for the Buddha's compassion to illuminate the world!"

"The little monk will go to the death row to torture that person." Monk Huishi said with a smile, "Xianzun can rest assured."

"Go." The county magistrate waved his hand and said with a smile, "Would you like me to give you some helpers, after all, you are a first-class expert."

"No need." Monk Hui Shi shook his head and said, "It's just a first-class warrior in the countryside, and he can't make any waves."

"Then the official will wait for the good news." The county magistrate nodded and smiled, then sat down again, hung up the bait, and set out the rod for fishing.

……

The ancient death row was a place where people would feel hopeless just living in it.

It was dark and damp, and there was no light. Even the floor in the cell was arc-shaped, making it impossible for the prisoner to lie flat or stand firm, and suffered a lot.

In addition, the sanitary conditions are also extremely poor, or there is no sanitary conditions at all, and the stench is everywhere.

After Cui Heng came here, the expressions on the faces of the people he saw were only numb.

Lifeless, like hell.

But such a place actually brought him a lot of surprises.

Currency can be converted here!

"Transformation!"

Cui Heng gave instructions to the system.

【Currency+12】

It's not too much, but it's not too little. Before, in Xiangxi Town, he only converted less than 5 points a day.

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 felt before.

This time it was extreme despair and sadness, to the point of numbness.

The seven human emotions are joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hatred, and desire.

According to his guess, if you want to be simple and full of spirituality and even turn into a Nascent Soul, most of them need the ultimate seven emotions to stimulate the golden core and give birth to spirituality.

The previous fear and joy were just a little spirituality drawn by external emotions, which was far from enough.

But in this death row, the sadness of despair was almost so intense that Cui Heng clearly felt that his golden elixir spirituality had grown considerably.

If compared to numerical values, the previous fear may be only 0.001, the joy may be 0.005, and now the sadness in this death row has reached at least 0.1.

However, after all, this can only be regarded as a small amount of cultivation, 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 Jindan to nurture spirituality, but such extreme seven emotions are probably hard to find in the world."

Cui Heng secretly said in his heart that he had a little more understanding of his next cultivation path.

"Young man, why did you get caught?" At this moment, an old man in the cell next to Cui Heng suddenly came over.

The old man looked to be in his 60s or 70s. His clothes were ragged, his face was unkempt, his body was full of filth, and his hands and feet were chained with a thick chain of fingers. It was obviously a serious crime.

"Surrendered to kill." Cui Heng smiled and looked at the old man, "How about you, old man?"

"Destroyed people, I hacked to death my master's entire family of thirty-one people." The old man grinned, as if saying something extremely ordinary, and suddenly he changed the subject: "I have a martial art here, protect you Become the top of the rivers and lakes, do you want to learn?"

"Why are the rivers and lakes at the top?" Cui Heng asked with a smile.

"Beyond the innate, the success of the inner scene, the endless life, the rivers and lakes are the best!" The old man's eyes stared straight at Cui Heng, "Now the world is in chaos, and the heroes are competing!

"If you can become the top of the rivers and lakes, and raise your arms, maybe you will be able to separate one side, split the soil and become a king, or establish a sect and call yourself an ancestor!"

Boom!

Suddenly, the sound of the chains colliding in the prison door sounded, and a jailer walked in~www.wuxiahere.com~ The jailer gave the old man a contemptuous look, and sneered: "Old Zhangtou, you are selling your **** Xianxia again. The secret? If you really want to be the best in the world, why are you locked up here, it's all bullshit!"

"Hmph, you don't understand at all, I stole it from the Xianxia faction fifty years ago at my own risk!" The old man looked like you didn't know the goods.

"You're persistent enough to sell on death row for 20 years!" The jailer sneered, then opened Cui Heng's cell door and shouted sharply, "Boy, get out, our boss wants to see you!"

But Cui Heng looked at the old man as if he hadn't heard it, and said solemnly, "You just said Xianxia School, which Xian and which Xia is it?"

"You young man is so strange." The old man smiled and said, "Why don't you ask? Of course, it is the fairy of the gods, the Xia of Caixia. Even if the mountain is closed for a hundred years, it is still respected as the supreme sect of the martial arts, Xianxia. Pie!"

"Boy, you're deaf, aren't you!" Seeing that he was ignored, the jailer felt a great humiliation, so he rushed over and raised his hand to slap Cui Heng.

Cui Heng turned his head and glanced at the jailer lightly.

The jailer flew out with a hum, slammed into the wall of the cell, and stamped it in. He was unconscious on the spot, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead.

The other jailers noticed the movement here, came over to take a look, and immediately shouted, "Someone wants to escape, come here, come here!"

The entire death row became noisy.

Cui Heng turned a deaf ear to all this, turned his head to look at the old man again, and said, "Tell me about the Xianxia School."

"..." The old man was stunned, looked outside, then looked at Cui Heng, swallowed, and forced a grin, but it was uglier than crying, "Okay!"