Chapter 6 Artificial spiritual roots, Chen Changsheng’s unexpected gain
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Yi Zhi Liu Lian 3 Hao
Wipe off the blood and sew up the scattered pieces of flesh.
Take off the tattered clothes and put on a brand new shroud.
Chen Changsheng slowly arranged the remains of the corpse in front of him, doing every step meticulously and seriously.
Half an hour later, the appearance of the deceased had been roughly restored, and even the teeth scattered around were found by Chen Changsheng one by one.
After doing everything well, Chen Changsheng patted the animal skin bag on his waist with his right hand.
A fine coffin appeared in front of him.
After placing the body in the coffin, Chen Changsheng began to use his compass to search for the Feng Shui treasures around him.
Digging the earth and digging the pit, carrying the coffin for burial, Chen Changsheng was busy for two hours even with the help of a young monk.
But when erecting the monument, Chen Changsheng stopped what he was doing.
"Young monk, when setting up a monument, you need to know the name of the deceased, and you also need to write the name of the person who erected the monument."
"What's his name?"
Hearing this, the young monk clasped his hands and said, "This benefactor is the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect, nicknamed the Blood Demon Ancestor. No one knows his specific name."
"As for the person who erected the monument, the donor can handle it himself."
"The young monk is restricted by the sect's rules and cannot erect a monument for him."
Faced with this answer, Chen Changsheng smacked his lips, and then wrote on the tombstone.
"The blood demon ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect is buried here - the mourner."
Looking at the words on the tombstone, the young monk wondered: "Donor, is your nickname "The Undertaker"?"
"Yes!"
"I sell coffins. I specialize in collecting corpses and burying them. What am I if I'm not a mourner?"
After saying that, Chen Shengsheng turned around and left, waving his hand at the same time.
"I've finished my work, let's go ahead."
"If this happens again in the future, remember to come to me."
Looking at Chen Changsheng's back, the young monk tilted his head and thought for a long time.
Because this was the first time he met such a strange person.
There is an indescribable feeling about this person.
......
Linglong Town.
After Chen Changsheng returned to his coffin shop, he immediately closed the door, and then looked curiously at the tooth in his hand.
This tooth was found on the blood demon ancestor.
At first glance, it looks no different from ordinary teeth, but if you look closely, you can find that there are some small patterns carved on it.
If Chen Changsheng hadn't sorted out the remains of the Blood Demon Ancestor, Chen Changsheng wouldn't have thought that the teeth could be manipulated no matter how hard he tried.
After looking at it carefully, Chen Changsheng groped his chin and murmured.
"It looks like it should be a storage type formation pattern. The Blood Demon Ancestor has put so much thought into it, so the things inside are probably not simple."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng waved his right hand, and more than ten thick books suddenly appeared in front of him.
These books are all related to formations.
Chen Changsheng's cultivation talent was extremely bad, and it took him 50 years to barely reach the third level of Qi training.
For those geniuses, this state can be reached in a meal at most.
After confirming that he really had no talent for cultivation, Chen Changsheng began to shift his attention to formations and alchemy.
After all, these things can be accumulated, and Chen Changsheng likes things that take time to accumulate.
Lighting an oil lamp, Chen Changsheng began to study the tooth formation method.
Although Chen Changsheng only learned some basic formation knowledge, even though the formations laid out by the Blood Demon Ancestor were very clever.
But all this is not a problem for Chen Changsheng, because Chen Changsheng has a long life.
If it doesn't work for one day, it will be a month; if it doesn't work for one month, it will be a year.
As long as Chen Changsheng does not give up, the formation on these teeth will one day be erased by Chen Changsheng.
......
Three months passed quickly, and Chen Changsheng had hardly left home during these three months.
Fortunately, almost no one paid attention to his coffin when it was being paved, otherwise it would have attracted other people's attention.
"Whoo~"
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then moved his somewhat stiff body.
It took three months for Chen Changsheng to finally destroy the formation left by the Blood Demon Ancestor.
"Pseudo spiritual roots?"
Looking at the names of the books in his hands, Chen Changsheng's face was filled with confusion.
Spiritual roots are the foundation of a practitioner and the standard for measuring a practitioner’s talent.
The most common among them is the Five Elements Spiritual Root, which is divided into low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade and top-grade.
The best spiritual roots are the top cultivation talents. In addition, there are some strange spiritual roots.
These supernatural spiritual roots are equally powerful, but it depends on the situation.
But among the many names for spiritual roots, I have never heard the term pseudo-spiritual roots!
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng suddenly became interested, because he likes to learn things he doesn't know the most.
"Interesting, I want to see what this pseudo-spiritual root is."
After muttering something, Chen Changsheng opened the first page of the book.
As the words on the book came into view, Chen Changsheng discovered that the book was not some kind of skill or secret technique.
To be precise, this is just an autobiography, which records the life practice of the Blood Demon Ancestor.
The talent of the Blood Demon Ancestor is not good, and his talent can be regarded as the lowest level in the world of cultivation.
The spiritual roots he possesses are five elements mixed spiritual roots, and the quality of the spiritual roots is extremely poor.
After struggling for many years in the Qi refining stage, the Blood Demon Ancestor came up with such an idea.
Since spiritual roots exist, can the quality of spiritual roots be improved through acquired cultivation?
After having this idea in his mind, the Blood Demon Ancestor immediately started the experiment.
But after all, this is an idea that is almost a fantasy, and the Blood Demon Ancestor does not dare to explore it in himself.
So, the Blood Demon Ancestor began to experiment on living people.
As more and more people died in his hands, he really figured out some ways to deal with spiritual roots.
Spiritual roots cannot pass through elixirs, exercises, formations...
All the methods currently known to cultivators can improve the quality, but swallowing the spiritual root by the spiritual root can improve the quality.
After discovering this secret, the Blood Demon Ancestor truly started his counterattack.
After devouring many practitioners who were weaker than him, the blood demon ancestor's spiritual root quality also improved.
In this virtuous cycle, the blood demon ancestor became stronger and stronger, and finally became a powerful person.
But later on, there seemed to be problems with this method of the Blood Demon Ancestor, and his crazy killing also attracted encirclement and suppression from other sects.
Seeing this, the autobiography of the Blood Demon Ancestor came to an abrupt end.
"Tsk tsk!"
"This Blood Demon Ancestor is really a talent!"
"He can figure out such weird methods."
With that said, Chen Changsheng took the books back into the system space.
"System, do you think it is possible to realize the artificial spiritual roots mentioned in the book by the Blood Demon Ancestor?"
"In the second half of this autobiography, the theory of artificial spiritual roots appears many times, and there are also many assumptions about the blood demon ancestor."
"I think it makes sense."
Take off the tattered clothes and put on a brand new shroud.
Chen Changsheng slowly arranged the remains of the corpse in front of him, doing every step meticulously and seriously.
Half an hour later, the appearance of the deceased had been roughly restored, and even the teeth scattered around were found by Chen Changsheng one by one.
After doing everything well, Chen Changsheng patted the animal skin bag on his waist with his right hand.
A fine coffin appeared in front of him.
After placing the body in the coffin, Chen Changsheng began to use his compass to search for the Feng Shui treasures around him.
Digging the earth and digging the pit, carrying the coffin for burial, Chen Changsheng was busy for two hours even with the help of a young monk.
But when erecting the monument, Chen Changsheng stopped what he was doing.
"Young monk, when setting up a monument, you need to know the name of the deceased, and you also need to write the name of the person who erected the monument."
"What's his name?"
Hearing this, the young monk clasped his hands and said, "This benefactor is the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect, nicknamed the Blood Demon Ancestor. No one knows his specific name."
"As for the person who erected the monument, the donor can handle it himself."
"The young monk is restricted by the sect's rules and cannot erect a monument for him."
Faced with this answer, Chen Changsheng smacked his lips, and then wrote on the tombstone.
"The blood demon ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect is buried here - the mourner."
Looking at the words on the tombstone, the young monk wondered: "Donor, is your nickname "The Undertaker"?"
"Yes!"
"I sell coffins. I specialize in collecting corpses and burying them. What am I if I'm not a mourner?"
After saying that, Chen Shengsheng turned around and left, waving his hand at the same time.
"I've finished my work, let's go ahead."
"If this happens again in the future, remember to come to me."
Looking at Chen Changsheng's back, the young monk tilted his head and thought for a long time.
Because this was the first time he met such a strange person.
There is an indescribable feeling about this person.
......
Linglong Town.
After Chen Changsheng returned to his coffin shop, he immediately closed the door, and then looked curiously at the tooth in his hand.
This tooth was found on the blood demon ancestor.
At first glance, it looks no different from ordinary teeth, but if you look closely, you can find that there are some small patterns carved on it.
If Chen Changsheng hadn't sorted out the remains of the Blood Demon Ancestor, Chen Changsheng wouldn't have thought that the teeth could be manipulated no matter how hard he tried.
After looking at it carefully, Chen Changsheng groped his chin and murmured.
"It looks like it should be a storage type formation pattern. The Blood Demon Ancestor has put so much thought into it, so the things inside are probably not simple."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng waved his right hand, and more than ten thick books suddenly appeared in front of him.
These books are all related to formations.
Chen Changsheng's cultivation talent was extremely bad, and it took him 50 years to barely reach the third level of Qi training.
For those geniuses, this state can be reached in a meal at most.
After confirming that he really had no talent for cultivation, Chen Changsheng began to shift his attention to formations and alchemy.
After all, these things can be accumulated, and Chen Changsheng likes things that take time to accumulate.
Lighting an oil lamp, Chen Changsheng began to study the tooth formation method.
Although Chen Changsheng only learned some basic formation knowledge, even though the formations laid out by the Blood Demon Ancestor were very clever.
But all this is not a problem for Chen Changsheng, because Chen Changsheng has a long life.
If it doesn't work for one day, it will be a month; if it doesn't work for one month, it will be a year.
As long as Chen Changsheng does not give up, the formation on these teeth will one day be erased by Chen Changsheng.
......
Three months passed quickly, and Chen Changsheng had hardly left home during these three months.
Fortunately, almost no one paid attention to his coffin when it was being paved, otherwise it would have attracted other people's attention.
"Whoo~"
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then moved his somewhat stiff body.
It took three months for Chen Changsheng to finally destroy the formation left by the Blood Demon Ancestor.
"Pseudo spiritual roots?"
Looking at the names of the books in his hands, Chen Changsheng's face was filled with confusion.
Spiritual roots are the foundation of a practitioner and the standard for measuring a practitioner’s talent.
The most common among them is the Five Elements Spiritual Root, which is divided into low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade and top-grade.
The best spiritual roots are the top cultivation talents. In addition, there are some strange spiritual roots.
These supernatural spiritual roots are equally powerful, but it depends on the situation.
But among the many names for spiritual roots, I have never heard the term pseudo-spiritual roots!
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng suddenly became interested, because he likes to learn things he doesn't know the most.
"Interesting, I want to see what this pseudo-spiritual root is."
After muttering something, Chen Changsheng opened the first page of the book.
As the words on the book came into view, Chen Changsheng discovered that the book was not some kind of skill or secret technique.
To be precise, this is just an autobiography, which records the life practice of the Blood Demon Ancestor.
The talent of the Blood Demon Ancestor is not good, and his talent can be regarded as the lowest level in the world of cultivation.
The spiritual roots he possesses are five elements mixed spiritual roots, and the quality of the spiritual roots is extremely poor.
After struggling for many years in the Qi refining stage, the Blood Demon Ancestor came up with such an idea.
Since spiritual roots exist, can the quality of spiritual roots be improved through acquired cultivation?
After having this idea in his mind, the Blood Demon Ancestor immediately started the experiment.
But after all, this is an idea that is almost a fantasy, and the Blood Demon Ancestor does not dare to explore it in himself.
So, the Blood Demon Ancestor began to experiment on living people.
As more and more people died in his hands, he really figured out some ways to deal with spiritual roots.
Spiritual roots cannot pass through elixirs, exercises, formations...
All the methods currently known to cultivators can improve the quality, but swallowing the spiritual root by the spiritual root can improve the quality.
After discovering this secret, the Blood Demon Ancestor truly started his counterattack.
After devouring many practitioners who were weaker than him, the blood demon ancestor's spiritual root quality also improved.
In this virtuous cycle, the blood demon ancestor became stronger and stronger, and finally became a powerful person.
But later on, there seemed to be problems with this method of the Blood Demon Ancestor, and his crazy killing also attracted encirclement and suppression from other sects.
Seeing this, the autobiography of the Blood Demon Ancestor came to an abrupt end.
"Tsk tsk!"
"This Blood Demon Ancestor is really a talent!"
"He can figure out such weird methods."
With that said, Chen Changsheng took the books back into the system space.
"System, do you think it is possible to realize the artificial spiritual roots mentioned in the book by the Blood Demon Ancestor?"
"In the second half of this autobiography, the theory of artificial spiritual roots appears many times, and there are also many assumptions about the blood demon ancestor."
"I think it makes sense."
