A life of clearness

Chapter 43 Mang Fang
He looked up at the densely packed exposed spiritual stones above his head. They were of excellent quality. If they were mined and processed, they would be top-grade spiritual stones. This was only the exposed part. Hidden deeper inside was most likely a complete spiritual stone vein.

Even a cultivator who is half a step away from becoming a god would be envious of such a huge fortune.

Not to mention Yun Tong. This place is almost a secret known only to him. Of course he wants to unlock this restriction and become rich overnight.

Rong Qing walked around the quiet room, observing all the exposed restrictions.

"With such a large amount of spirit stones as support, this restriction can operate for tens of thousands of years without any accidents." Rong Qing couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

To lift the ban, one method is to break it violently, and the other is to do it gradually.

The one who can break this ban by himself must be at least in the late Nascent Soul stage, there is no doubt about that. If he chooses to take it slowly... the amount of spirit stones he needs to spend is also extremely terrifying.

So Rong Qing observed it once and stopped thinking about it. She sat cross-legged on the cushion in the middle of the quiet room.

After sitting down, he did not start practicing directly, but took out pieces of talisman paper from the storage ring and condensed restrictions on the ground.

The seemingly chaotic lines are connected into a perfect pattern after completion.

After Rong Qing pinched her fingers and cast out the talismans one by one, they lingered around her with invisible waves.

After all, it was someone else's territory, Rong Qing didn't dare to be so careless as to start breaking through the realm. The restrictions and talismans were just the outermost defense.

She covered herself with a snow-white hooded coat. The black embroidery on the sleeves and collar seemed to be solidified. Ordinary monks did not know the trick, and did not know that the embroidery could suddenly explode and hurt people.

The same applies to the inner garment that is hidden inside the outer robe.

At this point, Rong Qing took a deep breath and immersed herself in cultivation.

After all, she was a cultivator who had reached the half-step transformation into a god. It was not difficult to break through to the foundation-building stage. Moreover, foundation-building was indeed her most serious stage. At that time, she still had great enthusiasm for cultivation. The loss of fighting spirit was a matter of later time...

The three main sutras of Puyu, Xiugong and Beique, which correspond to Rong Qing's three spiritual roots of gold, wood and earth, are the ones she is most familiar with and closest to. The pure spiritual energy from the unknown land first changes here.

At the same time, the invisible barrier in the body began to loosen gradually.

Since the three main meridians changed, it was far from the end. If it were other cultivators, this might be considered a breakthrough. But she was different. The spiritual energy required to fully open the meridians doubled in the later stages.

The spiritual energy that fell from the top of his head was like a waterfall. This was because it was as if an insatiable whale had swum into the quiet room, and the abundant spiritual energy was almost instantly swallowed up. The huge spiritual energy gap caused the spiritual energy on the spiritual stone vein to burst out through the restriction crazily.

Doing it over again would even allow Rong Qing to make up for some of the regrets she had when she was building her foundation.

After nearly a day, the speed at which she was drawing spiritual energy slowed down. Rong Qing slowly opened her eyes.

The state of mind suddenly rose to a new height, and at that moment, the sound of flowers blooming could be heard.

The pure and harmonious spiritual energy circulated in Rong Qing's body. The speed of circulation was not fast. When it was really fast, it was often the moment when the monks fought. It can be said that all the training and efforts of the monks were reflected in the moment between life and death.

During the foundation-building period, Rong Qing did not feel any joy. This only meant that she had more confidence to face the group of ghost-faced monks and... the people from Baishi Temple.

"Although we are cooperating now, we can become enemies at any time," Rong Qing thought.

The ten-day agreement with Yun Tong was only one day away, and Rong Qing was not in a hurry to go out. She took this opportunity to absorb more spiritual energy. She had too few spiritual energy pills. In the ever-changing battlefield, this was simply a drop in the bucket. Now that there was such a place to breathe in spiritual energy, she was of course not polite and tried her best to absorb as much as she could. At the same time, she finally took out the Book of All Things stored in the storage ring. And something that looked like a golden nail also appeared in her hand.

It is exactly "Mang Fang".

It's not that Mang Fang cannot be produced in this world, but the quantity produced is limited. Not only is it expensive, but if there is no channel, there is nowhere to buy it even if you have spirit stones.

Rong Qing only had two in her hand. If she used one, there would be one less.

"If there wasn't one left, I wouldn't dare to gamble." Rong Qing said helplessly, no longer hesitating. She concentrated her spiritual power on the mangfang, and its golden color suddenly deepened, and then turned into a pool of liquid and merged into the book.

Rong Qing saw that the restrictions inside the Book of All Things were melting away very quickly, just like snow water meeting the sun. Mang Fang was also disappearing.

Generally speaking, after the restriction is lifted, there are still some remnants of Mang Fang, but they have become complete waste.

But this time, it was obviously not as simple as Rong Qing thought.

Mang Fang was indeed rapidly dispelling the restrictions within. But after one layer was dispelled, there was another layer, so dense that it seemed bottomless.

She couldn't help but feel relieved...she was originally full of confidence, but now she no longer had such thoughts.

Rong Qing watched helplessly as the Mang Fang shrank from half to a quarter, then to a tenth, until it completely disappeared.

She gasped and looked at the ordinary book of everything on her lap as if she were looking at a monster.

"I ate one Mang Fang, but it still can't be solved. Are you going to use my last one?!"

Rong Qing's first reaction was unwillingness.

Mang Fang is an extremely rare item. Just because it can dissolve restrictions without causing the restrictions to react, it can attract countless cultivators. Rong Qing is taking a gamble by using up a Mang Fang.

Use another one? If the ban can be lifted, that would be the best. If not, Rong Qing asked herself if she could afford it.

As the color of her pupils became darker, Rong Qing used the pupil technique of detecting the prohibitions to the extreme.

From what she saw, the originally huge and dense restriction now only had a thin layer left. But even though most of it had been eroded by Mang Fang, the remaining thin restriction was still functioning as if it were a whole. At least, its core was still intact. In other words, it was so advanced that only this little bit remained, and they were still connected to each other, achieving a protective effect.

"Undoubtedly, I lost a Mang Fang. But from another perspective, this also proves one thing, that is, the secret behind this thing is definitely not simple." Rong Qing's frown gradually relaxed. "Since it has proved that it has more than one Mang Fang's value. I should go and unlock this restriction. Keeping Mang Fang as a trump card is just for this moment.

"If we stop here, the used Mang Fang will be a huge waste. At this point, Rong Qing directly took out the last Mang Fang. After nailing it into the book, his spiritual consciousness was observing the situation of the Mang Fang's release without any relaxation.

"Ninety percent... seventy percent..." She silently calculated the remaining amount of Mang Fang. The restriction was dissipating very quickly, but in Rong Qing's eyes, Mang Fang was also dissolving at a speed that made her heart ache.

"Thirty percent...ten percent...shit!"

When the pupil technique was used to this extent, Rong Qing could clearly see the last drop of Mang Fang disappear.

"It's already two Mang Fangs." Rong Qing murmured, with more disbelief than anger. "I don't believe you can still self-destruct after this. As long as you don't self-destruct, I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

This is not over yet! !
(End of this chapter)