Chapter 266 Fighting for Food with Xiao Yan

Cheng Jiao could understand what Jing Wei said.

The Soul-Restoring Pill was only used in ancient times to restore spiritual power. Now it is used to condense spiritual power and has no effect on the breakthrough of realm.

However, with his spiritual power, Jingwei can at least exert his current strength.

After Jingwei finished speaking, Cheng Jiao took out another pill of Huiling Pill and put it in Jingwei's hand.

"Keep it as a backup."

Jingwei did not refuse and took it away. Only with strength could he better protect Chengjiao and their home.

Under Jingwei's gaze, Cheng Jiao took out another pill. Compared to the Huiling Pill, this pill was rounder, with some clarity and fragrance, and was obviously not an ordinary item.

Cheng Jiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Jingwei, help me protect the law."

Jingwei immediately responded: "Okay!"

She knew that this pill was extraordinary, which made Cheng Jiao more serious.

Cheng Jiao gathered his energy and concentrated his mind, then swallowed the marrow cleansing pill.

After a little refining, all the hairs on the body opened up.

Cheng Jiao was surrounded by a shroud of white gas.

Strands of imperceptible black impurities were constantly being eliminated from the body.

However, Jingwei, who was protecting Cheng Jiao, was shocked. This scene seemed like he was possessed and was forced to disperse his power.

If Jingwei had not noticed that Cheng Jiao's breath had not weakened, he would have been ready to become Cheng Jiao's cauldron and bear the price of Cheng Jiao's near-death insanity.

Time passed bit by bit.

In Jingwei's perception, Cheng Jiao's breath became somewhat illusory, yet particularly real.

This is?

Jingwei vaguely felt that something between heaven and earth seemed to be flowing into Cheng Jiao's body.

Very familiar, is it... spiritual energy?
Jingwei carefully identified that it was indeed from the same source as spiritual power, but compared to the spiritual power condensed by others, spiritual energy was not only small in quantity but also scattered, and needed to be condensed by mental power.

Cheng Jiao opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a thin and long white thread, making the slightly warm room cool.

Jingwei's phoenix eyes sparkled, "Sir, how do you feel?"

Cheng Jiao did not answer, but looked inward at his own situation.

Everything inside the body seemed to have turned into images and pictures, displayed one by one in front of my eyes.

He could clearly hear the sound of blood flowing in his body, as well as the changes in his periosteum, tendons and bones caused by the beating of his heart.

Hold your breath and concentrate, expand your soul's perception, and be able to sense the spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth.

Very few. Very little.

Even if he tried his best to capture the spiritual energy and devoured it all, he could not condense even a trace of spiritual power.

If you want to gather some spiritual power, it will take at least years.

The skin was covered with a layer of gray-black impurities, which made Cheng Jiao feel a little uncomfortable.

He slightly exercised his internal energy and manipulated his spiritual energy. In the blink of an eye, the impurities on his skin gathered on his fingertips and formed a black mud ball.

Cheng Jiao snapped his fingers and expelled the impurities from his body and threw them outside.

“Very good, refreshing.”

As he spoke, he took off his clothes that had some smell to them.

Jingwei quickly took out new clothes.

There were many clothes that Cheng Jiao often wore in her room.

While changing Cheng Jiao's clothes, he also checked his bones.

There was an uncontrollable joy in Jingwei's beautiful eyes.

"This is... the body without leakage."

Cheng Jiao wasn't sure whether he had this physique.

The body has now reached a state of high coordination and balance, without any stagnation or obstruction, Qi and blood flow smoothly, and the mind is extremely pure, like a mirror.

He expressed his feelings.

Jingwei listened carefully, "I have discussed this with Bailuan. This physique is unique to celestial beings. Use spiritual power to cleanse the body and slowly transition to a spiritual body that is more suitable for accommodating spiritual power."

Cheng Jiao said happily: "This marrow cleansing pill is indeed a precious medicine. Now as long as I reach the realm, I will be a genuine celestial being."

Jingwei smiled gently, and was happier about Cheng Jiao's growing strength than her own.

After being happy, Jingwei said seriously, "Master, you are advancing too fast. You'd better not rush to break through the Heavenly Man Realm."

Cheng Jiao knew that his improved strength was basically dependent on the panel.

"Yes, I know. So, I plan to start practicing again."

Jingwei was surprised and asked, "Renovation? Why?"

Cheng Jiao sighed, "You can see that my current strength is basically built up by external forces. When I meet someone who is not as strong as me, I will naturally be invincible. Once I meet someone who is stronger than me, I will be powerless. Moreover..."

He expressed his biggest concern, "If you want to break through to a higher level, you can't do it without a solid foundation."

Jingwei couldn't help but nod his head. This principle was very simple.

"But in this case, you will need to disperse your energy before you can start over."

It’s not that no one has thought about practicing again, but they were all dissuaded by the dispersal of their skills.

It's hard for anyone to bear that feeling of loss.

How can we rebuild the strength we have improved with so much difficulty over the years just by rebuilding it again?

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "No problem. After it disperses, I can start practicing with my spiritual power."

Jingwei subconsciously asked, "Do you want to follow the path of an ancient Qi cultivator?"

Cheng Jiao nodded: "That's right, I have no shortage of spiritual energy, wouldn't it be perfect to use it for cultivation?"

Jingwei had no objection to this. Compared with internal strength, spiritual power would undoubtedly bring greater improvement to oneself.

After Cheng Jiao finished speaking, he closed his eyes and slowly mobilized the internal strength in his body.

Under his mobilization, the internal force in his body quickly gathered in his palms.

Cheng Jiao slowly opened his eyes and swung his palm towards the void.

The air vibrated slightly, but there was no abnormality.

But Jingwei could feel that Cheng Jiao's breath suddenly dropped at this moment.

That palm strike seemed ordinary, but in fact it was internal force and innate internal energy that were sent out of the body together.

At this time, Cheng Jiao's body was empty. Only a small amount of spiritual power was wandering in his body, but it was difficult to fill the gap left by the disappearance of his internal strength.

Cheng Jiao took a deep breath, took out a pill of Huiling Pill and swallowed it.

Not for improving strength, but just to relieve the emptiness in the body.

After a long time, Cheng Jiao absorbed some of the spiritual power in the Huiling Pill.

If the amount of internal force is used as the standard, he has just entered the innate realm.

But he can unleash the combat power of a grandmaster.

This may be the difference between cultivating immortals and cultivating martial arts.

Cheng Jiao paused and continued to practice.

"Jingwei, which martial arts do you think I should practice?"

He has never properly practiced internal force techniques. Although internal force is the basis of the martial arts world, it focuses more on attacking.

In other words, those who use swords tend to focus more on practicing swordsmanship.

As long as the swordsmanship is strong enough, a Grandmaster can kill a Grandmaster in seconds.

In the arena, the mainstream is divided into levels——

If internal strength is the main factor, then it is divided into innate, master, and grand master.

If the focus is on attack, it is divided into second-rate, first-rate, and top-notch.

Some masters, even without high internal strength, can still rank among the top.

Jingwei looked at Cheng Jiao with her beautiful eyes and said thoughtfully, "Among all the schools of thought, the only ones that have a close relationship with the ancient Qigong practitioners are the Taoists and the Yin-Yang School.

Taoist techniques tend to follow the laws of nature, while Yin-Yang techniques tend to seek quick success and instant benefits, with the goal of reaching the limit of heaven and man.

So, even though Yan Fei and you have a good relationship, I still suggest that you go to Taiyi Mountain."

Cheng Jiao pondered. Taiyi Mountain, later known as Zhongnan Mountain, was near Xi'an. It belonged to the Qin State during this period. In addition, the Taoists were close to the Qin State. If he personally visited the mountain, it would not be difficult to obtain it. As for the Yin-Yang School's skills, even if Jingwei did not remind him, he would not dare to practice. Everyone knew that those who had achieved success in Yin-Yang School were all normal people.

"Does Taoism have any ancient Qigong techniques?"

Jingwei shook his head slightly: "I don't know. The internal force techniques that we practice nowadays are evolved from the techniques of ancient Qigong practitioners. It has been nearly a thousand years since then. Even if they still exist, they are probably fragments."

It’s a pity for Cheng Jiao. If he could directly practice the immortal cultivation technique, it would be perfect.

I heard from Yan Fei that there are many such incomplete versions in the Yin-Yang School, and Ehuang, Nuying, Xiangjun and Shun practiced the three sets of exercises in the incomplete versions.

This turntable doesn't have any power, it's so difficult to draw a skill.

He didn't have high requirements, just a technique that could build a foundation would be enough.

It was already afternoon and Cheng Jiao was in no hurry to leave.

After a brief breathing exercise, he began to practice beside Jingwei, preparing to absorb all the spiritual power in the Huiling Pill.

Jingwei silently protected Cheng Jiao, and occasionally when Xiaoyan woke up, he would rush to take care of her.

He didn't care that Cheng Jiao was beside him. He lifted up his clothes and held Xiao Yan to feed her.

Just like that, the sky gradually darkened.

When Cheng Jiao finished absorbing the spiritual power in the elixir, he happened to see Jingwei feeding Xiao Yaner for the second time.

Jingwei, who was feeding Xiaoyaner, blushed.

I couldn't help but turn my back.

Cheng Jiao walked behind Jingwei with a smile, put his arm around Jingwei's waist, and sat down on the edge of the bed together.

Whispered beside Jingwei's crystal earlobe.

"How is Xiaoyan'er's health?"

Jingwei held Xiaoyaner in his arms and fed her, with a hint of sadness between his brows.

“It’s not optimistic. It may be worse than I thought.”

Cheng Jiao hesitated and said, "How about trying to use spiritual power?"

Jingwei shook his head repeatedly: "No, Xiaoyan is too young, and her meridians are not yet formed. Whether it is internal force or spiritual force, it will do her no good. We can only wait until she is older and seek treatment from a famous doctor."

"Well, I'll go find the doctor when the time comes."

Cheng Jiao groaned.

If I am correct, Duanmu Rong and Nian Duan are now in Jinghu Medical Village, and Jinghu Medical Village is located in Taihu Lake, which is Suzhou in later generations and belongs to the ancient Yue Kingdom.

It is extremely far away from the State of Qin, at least three thousand miles away.

Jingwei nodded silently, she believed that Cheng Jiao could do what he said.

Soon, Jingwei felt unwell.

I never expected that Cheng Jiao would be so shameless as to snatch food from Xiao Yaner.

Jingwei was half leaning on the bed, looking at Cheng Jiao and Xiao Yaner in his arms with gentle eyes.

Although it was very uncomfortable, I was very happy.

After Cheng Jiao quenched his thirst, there was a knock on the door.

"Sister Jingwei, is the young master here?"

Jingwei quickly straightened his clothes.

Her eyes were slightly wide open, her pretty face was flushed with red, and she was full of charm.

Cheng Jiao chuckled and said, "Why are you shy? It's not the first time."

Jingwei was helpless. Although it wasn't the first time, but with Xiaoyan'er, this was too...

The door was opened by Jingwei, and Ali saw that Jingwei's face was flushed and her eyes were full of spring.

"Oh, Sister Jingwei, are you and Young Master Zheng..."

Cheng Jiao coughed softly behind Jingwei: "Ah Li, what do you want from me?"

Jingwei hugged Xiaoyan and dodged to the side, wanting to disappear right there.

Ali curiously glanced at Jingwei beside him, feeling inexplicably excited.

"There is someone claiming to be a disciple of the Yin-Yang School, who sent an invitation, saying that the Moon Goddess of the Yin-Yang School wants to invite you to the Hundred Family Palace for a chat."

Cheng Jiao understood clearly.

"I see. Get the carriage ready. I'll be there in a moment."

If the Moon Goddess hadn't sent someone to invite him, he would have forgotten about it.

Cheng Jiao glanced at Jingwei and it seemed that it would be difficult for him to eat a few more bites.

I simply followed Ahri and went to see what the Moon Goddess was preparing to do.

After Cheng Jiao left, Jingwei breathed a sigh of relief.

What would Yan'er do if she was eaten by Cheng Jiao again...

It was still Zhuan Po Mie Hun who was driving the car, but Cheng Jiao did not continue to make the two sisters tremble. Instead, he closed his eyes and began to conserve his energy.

When the Moon Goddess invited him to go to Baijia Palace at night, he knew something was wrong just by moving his toes.

I just don't know whether he is trying to seduce me or has other intentions.

Soon, the carriage stopped.

Zhuan Po, with a cold face, whispered outside the car: "Sir, we have arrived at Baijia Palace."

Next to Zhuanpo, Miehun, who was equally cold, had a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Jiao didn't ask her and her sister to come in along the way.

In the morning, I sent Cheng Jiao to the palace. Just by scolding Cheng Jiao a few times, he was rewarded with some spiritual power, and his cultivation level increased significantly.

I thought the opportunity would come again tonight.

As a result, Cheng Jiao seemed to have entered sage mode and was indifferent to the two sisters.

Cheng Jiao got off the carriage and casually said, "You guys wait here first."

"Here!"

Turn your soul and destroy your spirit, then bow your head and respond to the order.

Cheng Jiao turned around leisurely and walked into Baijia Palace.

There was a female disciple wearing Yin-Yang Taoist robes waiting. When she saw Cheng Jiao coming, she respectfully took Cheng Jiao to the main hall.

When Miehun saw Chengjiao coming in, he said calmly, "Sister, you also received the spiritual power from the young master today. It can not only make up for our foundation, but also improve our cultivation."

Zhuan Po heard it and said indifferently: "I know."

Miehun was a little angry at Zhuanpo's unmoved look.

"Zhuan Po, do you know what this means? If you can be with us every day, we can not only become the best, but also hope to become the legendary celestial being!"

Zhuan Po looked at his sister who was angry but still expressionless.

"Sister, don't be impatient. You can't be impatient. Instead of rushing to get these, why not find a way to become the young master's woman? In this way, will you still lack spiritual power?"

Compared to the impatience of the Soul-Destroying, the Soul-Turning is undoubtedly much calmer.

Seeing that Miehun was about to say something, Zhuanpo continued, "You also saw in the mansion how the young master treated Jingwei and Liwu. Now we are just the young master's slaves and have no right to ask for anything."

Miehun remained silent and said coldly: "Sister is right, I understand."

Zhuan Po nodded slightly and said coldly, "That's good. We have plenty of time. There's no need to rush."

For them, there is no shame in using their bodies to serve their husbands.

On the contrary, I think it’s really great.

As long as it can exchange for the power you want, everything is worth it.

They have been in Luowang since they were young, and in order not to be eliminated, they have been overdrawing their potential in practice.

That is how they survived and could ruthlessly kill their peers instead of being killed.

It can be said that the number of targets they killed during their missions was less than the number of "companions" they killed.

Their hearts have long been numb.

The only thought is to pursue power, stronger power.

This is the meaning of their lives.

(End of this chapter)