novel-bin Chapter 95, Yin Ruins Temple
Chapter 95, Yin Ruins Temple
Chapter 96, Section 95: The Temple of Yin Ruins (Fifth update, please subscribe!)
"I need a quiet room."
Having obtained the three spiritual items, Ren Qingshan and the maid beside him laughed and said that since they were worth nearly 300,000 taels, it would be best to refine them as soon as possible.
The Five Directions Divine Court Scripture contains corresponding refining methods.
It is not a one-time refinement, but rather it is incorporated into the body, enveloped by true qi, and its spirituality is slowly absorbed.
"Yes, Mr. Ren, please follow me."
The waitress smiled politely, took light steps, and led the way.
Telling Ren Yaowu to wait, Ren Qingshan followed her up to the fourth floor, his gaze sweeping over her rounded buttocks: "You guys should also have combat techniques for the Visceral Realm here, right? How much silver?"
"They are slightly more expensive than the Five Elements spiritual items, especially the Lung Qi Method and the Heart Method. The Lung Qi Method costs around 150,000 taels, and the Heart Method generally costs 200,000 taels."
Ren Qingshan remained expressionless — Excuse me.
Also, your figure is just average.
He led him to a quiet room, closed the door, and had Ren Qingshan sit cross-legged. Following the method recorded in the scriptures, he carefully wrapped the three spiritual objects with his true energy and put them into his mouth one by one.
The White Emperor's Marrow has a slightly strong taste upon entering the mouth, like a strong liquor. A sharp metallic sensation quietly arises, which is firmly enveloped by true qi and blood. It first sinks into the dantian, and then travels through the meridians of the whole body. After that, the "foreign object sensation" gradually disappears and settles at the Zhongfu acupoint next to the lungs. This is the Mu acupoint of the lungs, the place where lung qi gathers.
Phoenix crystal has a warm and smooth texture upon entry, and its fiery properties are gentle and restrained. It also circles around the heart and resides in the "Shenfeng" acupoint, a place where the mind and spirit are sealed.
The magnetite has no taste; it feels like swallowing a stone. After passing through it, it stops at the "Zhangmen acupoint," the tomb of the spleen, and the filth meets at Zhangmen.
Ren Qingshan used his true energy to seal the three spiritual objects tightly.
The five elements have not yet come together.
We can only grasp its meaning for now, but cannot refine the Qi at this time.
Even so, Ren Qingshan still felt a strange sensation instantly.
My throat feels slightly itchy, I want to sing, and my lungs feel full of energy.
A slight heat rose in my heart, and all sorts of random thoughts and desires surfaced, making me extremely restless. I wanted to fight, and I wanted to listen to music in a brothel.
A lively temper and greatly enhanced digestion lead to a craving for food, as if one could devour a whole cow.
"Hallucinations, all of them are illusions."
The Five Directions Divine Court Scripture records this situation, but Ren Qingshan remained calm—the five elemental spirits are all external objects, so let them know who the true master of this body is.
"Sixth Uncle, eat slowly, be careful not to choke."
Half an hour later, at a restaurant, Ren Yaowu stared in disbelief as his sixth uncle devoured more than a dozen steamed buns, two roast chickens, and three catties of beef, yet still seemed unsatisfied, as if he had been starving for a long time.
Without even glancing at him, Ren Qingshan ate heartily, merely pointing to the plate to indicate that more should be added. Ren Yaowu had no choice but to get up and order from the waiter.
After eating two more chickens and three pounds of beef, Ren Qingshan finally stopped, and the intense hunger was slightly relieved.
Eat until you are 30% full.
It seems that I will have to maintain this amount of food for a while, and my body will gradually adapt to the spirituality before returning to normal.
Mmm—it smells so good!
He has a strong temper and enjoys eating everything.
Dusk was falling outside the gate, but the city was brightly lit. The capital city never sleeps, and there is no curfew in the outer city.
The streets were still bustling with people, even more so than during the day, and the women were dressing more daringly.
Where did this come from? Sanlitun?
Ren Qingshan turned to Ren Yaowu and said, "You go back to the inn. I'll walk around by myself."
Ren Yaowu's facial muscles twitched slightly as he weakly asked, "Sixth Uncle, are you perhaps going to a brothel?"
"Of course not, I'm just digesting."
"Then—I'll go with you."
"roll!"
Ren Yaowu left, turning back every few steps. The inn room had already been booked, not far from the Baibao Chamber of Commerce. He originally wanted to save money and only book one room, but his sixth uncle insisted on booking two.
Watching his nephew's retreating figure, Ren Qingshan made sure he was completely gone before turning around and merging into the bustling, sleepless city.
Ahead was a huge square, where a theatrical troupe had set up a stage to perform, their voices wailing and clattering; street performers were jumping through fire hoops, walking on high ropes, and doing sword dances; and there were all sorts of food stalls hawking their wares.
Ren Qingshan was burning with rage. He looked around and turned away without a second thought.
This is not the place I'm looking for.
Crossing the square, a huge temple suddenly came into view, dark and in stark contrast to the bustling square.
A gust of cold wind blew by, making me feel chilly, but it seemed to calm the restless and agitated feeling in my heart.
Ok?
As if possessed, Ren Qingshan walked toward the temple—like instinct and air conditioning rushing together on a hot summer day.
He hadn't walked far when he saw the stone tablet at the entrance, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.
Yin Ruins Temple.
The inscription records: The previous dynasty of the Great Zhou was the Great Yin. Because the ruler was tyrannical, waged wars without restraint, favored treacherous officials, and indulged in wine, women, and meat, Emperor Wu rose up in rebellion, attacked the tyrannical Yin, and after 28 years, the Zhou Dynasty was established.
Later, the Yin Ruins Temple was built in the bustling city to demonstrate the glorious legitimacy of the dynasty and to show that the country was rightfully obtained.
cow.
Ren Qingshan instinctively felt a sense of goodwill towards the Zhou Dynasty, while the inscription on the stone tablet sparked a series of thoughts.
The Yin Dynasty was associated with the element of water, while the Zhou Dynasty was associated with the element of earth. Earth overcomes water, which further demonstrates the legitimacy of the Zhou Dynasty's rule and is a fundamental principle of the universe.
Perhaps due to his intense inner fire, Ren Qingshan's mind was extremely active at this moment. He thought about how he felt calm here, wondering if there was some kind of aquatic spirit inside.
Water belongs to the kidneys. When the kidney qi is strong, the heart and kidneys interact, and the evil fire naturally subsides.
However, what kind of aquatic spirit could be so powerful that it could affect me from this distance?
Could it be because of the Earth Book?
The Earth Book—it must belong to the Earth element. Could it be related to Emperor Wu of the Zhou Dynasty?
And, if I were to rashly enter the Yin Ruins Temple, would I be regarded as a traitor to the previous dynasty?
A multitude of thoughts surged through him, but Ren Qingshan's sharp Adam's apple bobbed as he suppressed his curiosity with immense willpower. He took one last deep look at the black wall, then quickly turned and left.
go!
go!
If you want to find aquatic spirits, just spend some money and put in some effort. Why take such a big risk?
This is the capital city; at the slightest disturbance, countless experts could emerge.
Moreover, there may have been masters from the Zhou Dynasty in this Yin Ruins temple, and the existence of this temple itself may well have been motivated by a desire to fish.
Don't lose the Earth Book before you find the water-related spiritual object! You might even lose your head!
They walked faster and faster, feeling like the wind was blowing under their feet.
A patrol of guards appeared ahead. Ren Qingshan strode over and asked immediately, "Excuse me, where is the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau)?"
The soldier holding the long-handled broadsword twitched slightly on his face. In his more than ten years of patrolling, this was the first time he had seen such a bold and reckless man. After a few moments of hesitation, he pointed to the west: "Go straight, pass three intersections, and turn right."
The words had barely left his lips when he vanished as if a gust of wind had swept through.
The sergeant chuckled, "Did you take medicine? Why are you so hot-tempered?"
A soldier next to him teased, "It must be getting hot and humid, probably because it's almost summer. He has a regional accent, so he must have just arrived in the capital—but the Jiaofangsi isn't over there."
"Haha, that's the Hu Ji Pavilion over there. You lowly people only deserve to play with Hu Ji."
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