Chapter 32: Penetrating Mysterious Light
Xu Heng was slightly shocked.
Seeing his expression, the old Taoist knew that he had heard what he heard. Then he smoothed his short beard and said, "I have a cave outside the city. Although it doesn't have much spiritual power, it is much better than the one in Yingzhou City." "
"Junior brother, if you don't mind, just come to my place to practice."
Xu Heng was thoughtful, but what he was thinking about was not going to stay and practice in an old Taoist place, but thinking about spending more time inquiring about the Pengxuan Sect Dharma Assembly and even the location of Qixia Island.
On the road of spiritual practice, there are really taboos everywhere. If you don't get the true teaching, you will fall into a trap if you are not careful. Xu Heng cannot always rely on luck to get advice from others.
"Thank you, senior brother, for waking me up." Xu Heng changed his title for the first time and solemnly thanked him, but he still chose to reject his proposal.
After all, it was uncomfortable to live under someone else's roof, not to mention that he and Changsun Laodao were not really that familiar.
Of course, it was obviously impossible to just find an inn to stay, but Xu Heng saw that there were also places where people could stay in that city. He didn't know the reason at first, but now it seems that if there is a need, there is a solution.
Obviously, it is a place for practicing for casual practitioners. Although it can be expected that the fees will not be low, Xu Heng naturally will not be stingy with money for the sake of his own practice.
Seeing this, the old Taoist no longer pressed, but after thinking about it, he added: "Those places of practice are also the property of the owners. I have some friendship with the people who run them. When you went there, it can be said that I introduced them."
"In this case, I would like to thank you, senior brother." Xu Heng cupped his hands, put away the elixir bottle and medicine, and said goodbye to the old man.
He still remembered the place where he lived, and it was not far away. He walked out of the store and headed towards that place. Before he had gone far, he heard a noise in front of him, and then the crowd faintly retreated. , seemed to make a way, and saw a monk in robes walking out of it.
This monk in robes, who looks to be in his forties or fifties, carries an ebony sword case on his back. He walks with a high profile and doesn't care if anyone is blocking his way. The others also move out of the way knowingly. Not only does he not feel dissatisfied, he also has a lot of joy in his eyes. The color of envy.
Xu Heng was slightly startled, and soon he realized the identity of this person and finally confirmed it completely.
In this complex world, he always tried his best to maintain the perception of his spiritual thoughts, but he did not expect to feel a golden light shining brightly on top of this monk in monk's clothing.
After the monks penetrate the bridge of heaven and earth, the inner heaven and the outer heaven and earth will intersect. If it is not concealed, the magic power in the body will interact with the outside world, and a brilliance will appear above the heaven gate, which is the so-called "mana power mysterious light".
The mysterious light is generated by the interaction between magic power and the outside world. In a sense, from the mysterious light, one can see the strength of a monk's magic power and even his Taoist skills.
Therefore, many times, Xuanguang monks will not reveal Xuanguang easily. Of course, this also varies from person to person.
It seems that this monk in robes unabashedly shines the mysterious light through his head, revealing his identity as a mysterious light monk.
But Xu Heng didn't know why, but a thought came to his mind: "This Xuanguang monk... doesn't seem to be very strong."
The monk in monk's clothing walked towards Xu Heng. Xu Heng calmly took a step back and made way for him. He watched as he also entered the Changsun Laodao shop. Then he turned around, his face still filled with emotion. think.
When Xu Heng was in Taiguang Mountain, the people he came into contact with, such as Chen Taiji and Ling Lingxiu, were all people who had at least cultivated magic powers, but they didn't like to show off their landscapes. Therefore, in fact, Xu Heng had never seen the mysterious light coming out of the body. appearance.
But a book he flipped through in the library of Qimingyuan said that Xuanguang monks, with a little bit of skill, can penetrate the Xuanguang light three to five feet high. If the Taoist law is violent in nature, even the Qi Lianqi monks can't sense it with their spiritual thoughts. To be hurt by it. Although this monk in monk's clothing showed great brilliance, he obviously did not achieve the "slightly meritorious deeds" mentioned in the book. Xu Heng felt it with his mind, but he could faintly sense a golden nature, but he could not say that he was hurt by it. , not even a little discomfort occurred.
It seems that the Ninth Level Bridge of Refining Qi, which connects heaven and earth, has weak magic power and a weak foundation. It is indeed not a lie.
Xu Heng shook his head, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then walked away. Soon he arrived at the divination place. When he looked for a person who looked like a manager, he asked, but he was already too late!
The steward folded his hands and said: "Recently, there have been many monks coming and going in Yingzhou, and the place where spirits are gathered is rarely in demand."
Xu Heng pondered: "Is there really no room left? I can increase the fee."
"Fellow Taoist is not the only person who spends a lot of money. I really can't help it. Otherwise, who would want to shirk the business?" The steward said with a smile: "The quiet room for practice is not in short supply. If you need it, Taoist friends, today I've made a reservation and it will be available tomorrow."
Xu Heng could only do this, but suddenly he remembered what the old man said, so he brought out his name for a try. Unexpectedly, the steward was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face suddenly became more sincere:
"It turned out to be a distinguished guest introduced by Alchemist Changsun? Fellow Taoist, you have already said so. We also have several residences specially reserved for distinguished guests in our house. Fellow Taoist, you can take a look."
The steward took out a thin book and unfolded it. It turned out to be a map, and the entire Yingzhou was included in it.
He pointed on the map and said: "These places, some are quiet, some are convenient, are the best places to gather spirits. What do you think, fellow Taoist?"
Xu Heng didn't pay much attention to this. He took a few glances and chose a quiet place. The steward immediately called someone to take Xu Heng there. Xu Heng wanted to ask about the rate, but he only said: "Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious. It’s not too late to talk after you’re satisfied.”
Seeing this, Xu Heng had no choice but to agree. He turned left and right with the subordinates he summoned, and then left Fangshi through another exit. He walked through a long street and arrived in front of a lakeside pavilion.
Xu Heng looked at it silently for a few times and realized that the layout around the pavilion, including every plant and tree, and even the position corresponding to the lake, all had their own meaning.
When he was looking through the collection of books, he also came across some books about Kanyu Feng Shui, Qimen Dunjia, and even the methods of formation. Although he didn't study them deeply, he could still see some of them.
Presumably these arrangements exist for the purpose of gathering spiritual energy. Of course, these should be only secondary. The real main purpose is either the spirit gathering formation or restriction, or the means of extracting spiritual energy from the spiritual mines...
But this is not what Xu Heng can know.
Xu Heng said without any further hesitation: "Let's just stay here. How much does it cost?"
The man smiled and replied: "The lease starts in January, and the monthly fee is one French coin."
Magic money... can provide Xuanguang monks with magic power, how can it be compared with a simple spirit gathering money?
However, this is how business is. Xu Heng didn't say much. He flew out a French coin with a snap of his finger and entered the pavilion.
(End of chapter)