Chapter 99 Ordinary Spiritual Roots
When Mo Juren was looking for someone to possess in Jingzhou, he and Yu Zitong simplified the Changchun Gong into a few simple introductory techniques in order to quickly test whether those boys were suitable for this type of technique.

At this moment he suddenly thought of a solution. If he practiced these five basic techniques one by one until he reached the stage of sensing spiritual energy and then stopped, wouldn't he be able to quickly identify the attributes of his own spiritual roots?
It may take a month or two for those boys who have never practiced to sense the spiritual energy, but for a Qi-refining cultivator like Mo Juren, as long as he has mastered the technique, it actually does not take that long to sense it.

Do it as soon as you think of it. In the following time, Mo Juren tried out the five basic techniques in front of him one by one according to the simplified method of Changchun Gong, testing the spiritual energy he could sense one by one.

This method really worked, and when he finally got the result, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

It turned out that his spiritual roots were gold, fire, and earth, and he had no sensitivity to the wood and water spiritual energy.

According to Master Jin Guang, the three spiritual roots are the most common spiritual roots, but they are much better than those pseudo spiritual roots with four attributes.

It’s okay to be ordinary. As long as there are enough resources, even ordinary spiritual roots can achieve a cultivation speed that surpasses ordinary people. Mo Juren still has this confidence.

He also recorded the way he tested his spiritual roots. When he returned home in the future, maybe he could help test the women in his family to see if any of them were the kind of people who could cultivate immortality.

The three days were soon up. Mo Juren actually had a lot of things he wanted to do, such as studying his new spells. There were many things in his storage bag that he didn't know how to use, and he wished he could stay in seclusion here for three to five months.

However, his rumbling stomach reminded him that it was time to stop here. A cultivator who had not yet reached the late stage of Qi Refining could not practice fasting, and could not practice in seclusion for a long time.

Mo Juren walked out of the small building and returned the opened talisman to the managing monk.

The monk in charge was a very kind man. He smiled and said to Mu Juren,

"This fellow Taoist should be here to practice in Tainan Market for the first time, right?"

"Oh? Why did you say that?"

"Generally, independent cultivators rent a practice room in groups of three or five. Few Taoists are so wealthy that they can rent an entire building by themselves. If you plan to rent it for a long time, we can give you a discount.
"Haha, it's not necessary for now. But the layout of your training rooms is really good. It not only provides good protection, but also has the effect of improving spiritual energy."

"Of course. These training rooms are the foundation of the entire Tainan Market. They are one and the same as the protective formation outside. They belong to the same formation. They were painstakingly built by the founder of our market."

"Could it be that you are talking about Immortal Qingyan?"

The managing monk said with a hint of pride,
"Of course. It was the work of my master, Master Qingyan, and another senior, Long Yu..."

Perhaps because this job was relatively leisurely, the amiable management monk chatted with Mo Juren for a while.

Seeing that he still had voice transmission talismans for sale there, which were used to enter and exit the market, Mo Juren bought a dozen of them. Next time he came, he wouldn't need to find someone to lead the way.

At this time, a monk with a rather dignified appearance came out from the inner room, and the managing monk hurriedly bowed and greeted him,

"Greetings, Senior Brother. What are you doing here?"

The monk called the eldest brother started talking to the management monk in a low accent. It turned out that he came to inquire about the recent rental situation of the training room. Mo Juren saw this and took his leave. He bowed and left.

After practicing for three days in a row without running out of water, Mo Juren came to a restaurant not far from the practice room, opened a table, ordered some food and wine, and started eating and drinking.

The restaurants in the market town are different from those in the secular world. The menus inside are all filled with spiritual things, such as spiritual rice, monster meat, dishes made from spiritual herbs, wine brewed from spiritual springs, etc. In addition to filling the stomach, they can also provide a tiny amount of spiritual energy.

However, most people still had one or two dishes on the table. Mo Juren did not treat himself badly and served five or six dishes in a row, which made others envious.

Mo Juren remained indifferent. He sat down and began to eat and drink to his heart's content. After he was full, he sat there and listened to the various news discussed by everyone, like a leisurely rich young man.

After a while, there was a loud noise coming from the street outside the restaurant.

Someone immediately shouted that it turned out to be a group of beast-hunting monks returning with spoils.

They were putting the prey they had obtained this time up for auction in the bluestone square, which caused a stir among the crowd.

Mo Juren walked out of the restaurant after having a full meal and a few drinks. He saw seven or eight dusty monks standing in a row, throwing all kinds of spirit beasts and demon beasts they had killed at their feet, ready for people to choose.

Although Mo Juren didn't recognize any of these spiritual beasts, the cultivators watching seemed quite enthusiastic and started bidding one after another.

The monks who were selling the animals would cut off a hind leg, break off a horn, or cut off a body of fur according to the buyer's requirements and deliver them on the spot in exchange for spirit stones, which seemed to be quite expensive.

These monsters look a bit like black bears and wild boars. Each one looks very heavy, and several hundred kilograms of meat alone can be cut into pieces.

Seeing Mo Juren approaching, a rough monk in a half-jacket called out to him,
"My fellow Daoist, the beasts we captured today are all strong first-level spirit beasts, including the Spirit Devouring Bear and the Silver-tailed Wolf. Are you interested in getting some of them?"

Seeing that Mo Juren smiled but did not answer, he continued,
"These are all very nutritious meats that have extremely strong Qi and blood. They have special effects on body training. I see that you are strong and healthy, so I believe you must have some pursuits in physical fitness. Why don't you try some and you will know the secrets."

Mo Juren became interested when he heard it. He had not worked hard on body training for many days. It was extremely difficult to break through the fifth level of Elephant Armor Skill, which was a stage of refining internal organs. He was determined to rely on absorbing the yellow light of the mysterious porcelain pieces, but he was afraid that it would trigger yang excess and lead to obsession.

After hearing what the rough monk said, he asked,
"Is there anything particular about eating this beast meat? How to preserve it? How much does it cost?"

"It doesn't matter, just eat it. But it tastes better if you cook it first. Just throw it into the storage bag and it won't go bad. I'll cut 20 kilograms for one spirit stone. How about that? How much do you want?"

The price was not expensive, so Mo Juren immediately bought a hundred kilograms of Soul-Devouring Bear thigh meat and put it in the storage bag for later use, and would try the effect when he had time.

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