Jiang Liu followed Chi Song to the Treasure Pavilion, and looked at the empty Treasure Pavilion, Jiang Liu was stunned.

"This is our Treasure Pavilion?" Jiang Liu's voice unconsciously raised a few degrees.

"Well, it's true, it's a little less, but it's all commemorative treasures. Akamatsu said with some embarrassment.

Jiang Liu really wanted to see something in the other party's eyes, and let him know that even if they emptied the Treasure Pavilion, it would be better than being so poor. As a result, Jiang Liu was disappointed, and he really didn't lie at all.

Looking at the entire treasure pavilion, there are only 4 items that can be seen, a piece of wood, a black silk soft armor, a Buddhist bead, and a Zen staff. The rest were completely devoid of any spiritual items, and they were like miscellaneous items in the eyes of Jiang Liu.

"Abbot, let me introduce to you, this wood is lightning strike wood, which has the effect of driving away ghosts and evil spirits, and it is only 3 years after a little shorter, and it is cut from the back mountain. Silver silk soft armor, weighing 81 pounds, can block the power of the acquired master 2 percent, and the Xuan level 2 products. This Buddha bead was left by the previous generation of abbots and masters, and contains a trace of Buddha nature. This Zen staff is the pinnacle of the Xuan Rank magic weapon, and it is also left by the previous generation of abbots. Akamatsu said with a slightly embarrassed introduction.

All magic weapons and exercises are divided into heaven, spirit, earth, mystery, and mortal levels, of which each level is divided into three grades, and the three grades are the largest. Of course, Jiang Liu guessed that there would definitely be higher immortal weapons and so on, but it had never appeared in the human world.

"Isn't it the Hongfu Temple of Nuoda that has such a little family background? Don't you have any robes? What about the money for all these years? I have to buy a bunch of them. Jiang Liu shouted, he was already a little unable to suppress his anger.

"The old man once held a robe, and the Zen staff were all first-grade ground-level magic weapons, but the abbot passed away, so he naturally went into the ground with this. As for the incense money, 9 into 9 have been handed over to the imperial court, and the remaining little is reserved for our daily use. Akamatsu said with a wry smile.

Damn! Jiang Liu couldn't help but burst out with a foul language.

The incense money 9.9 is handed over, and the feeling is that he is a pure part-time worker, and the river has a feeling of being on a thief ship, which is not the same as the Pure Land Temple.

The Pure Land Temple is up and down, all of which are in the temple, and Master Faming is in charge alone, and the feeling of the sect is ah. This can't be compared at all, I have resigned from the young sect master and come here to be a civil servant.

The most important thing is that there are only two decent earth-level magic weapons. These mundane things have been buried with them, and they will be taken away when they die, and they will not be passed on to future generations. The rivers now want to rob the tombs.

"How much money is left in the temple. Jiang Liu asked.

"642 taels and 56 wen!"

Hearing this number, Jiang Liu breathed a long sigh of relief, fortunately, at least you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, you must know that you can buy a bucket of rice for five cents, and there are only 36 people in the whole temple together.

"That's half a year's expense. Akamatsu said slowly.

Damn! You let me go! I don't want to see you! Jiang Liu really wanted to take Chi Song away directly, and he didn't want to listen to him anymore, it was too annoying.

Jiang Liu's face is now full of resentment, the so-called inappropriate home, I don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. Now he is the abbot of Hongfu Temple, the biggest head, and the whole temple manages him, and the expenses are also one of them.

I wanted to eat more and buy more meat, but I was growing my body. But now, some people can't afford meat, and you must know that meat is dozens of times the price of rice.

This is not at all the same as imaginary happiness. Master Faming, you pit me, don't you dare to twist me head-on, and twist me out of the temple on the side!!

Jiang Liu took the silver silk soft armor and the Zen staff and left the Treasure Pavilion directly and returned to his room.

Jiang Liu, who returned to his room, looked at the silver silk soft armor, and didn't know what material it was made of, it was so heavy and impractical, and it completely lost the effect of the inner armor.

This is probably the reason why it has been passed down. Jiang Liu just took a fancy to it, and he could train with weights for himself.

Jiang Liu was so anxious about the magic weapon, mainly because he wanted to improve his strength.

Cultivation can use mysterious small stones to help oneself take some shortcuts, then you need a lot of gray qi.

Jiang Liu also thought about slaughtering a large number of ordinary beasts, although the gray and white aura of ordinary beasts is not large, but quantitative changes cause qualitative changes. For his current strength, he is absolutely invincible to slaughter ordinary beasts.

In the face of the gray and gray gas at his fingertips, it was difficult, difficult to refuse this temptation, but he was resolutely rejected by Jiang Liu. This is inconsistent with his heart of cultivation, he is not a person who kills indiscriminately, he has never killed snow rabbits before before, just to fill his stomach, this is the law of natural survival.

So if you want to get the gray qi, there is only one way, go to all over the place to destroy those evil monsters and ghosts. Or in the midst of the wilderness, they always maintain this hostility towards the human race, and regard the human race as a demon beast that feeds on blood.

Jiang Liu thought about it, and if he couldn't do it, he went to Jinshan Temple in Hangzhou, found his uncle Fahai, and mixed with him. Fahai was also from the Pure Land Temple at the beginning, and he was still his own master and disciple of Faming. When the time comes, as Fahai subdues demons all the way, it is estimated that his gray and white qi will have to be counted to be soft.

After thinking about the future for a long time, Jiang Liu waved away the cluttered thoughts in his mind. Everything returns to its essence, preparing to cultivate, and improving one's strength is fundamental.

Jiang Liu took out the Yijin Sutra from his bosom and began to look at it, studying it carefully. Although Jiang Liu saw many of the exercises in the Yijin Sutra, Jiang Liu did not dare to practice rashly.

There are three differences in martial arts practice, poor physique, poor food, and poor practice. Either one can inflict covertly fatal wounds on the body.

Of course, if there is an immortal method, it will be different, and the way of direct qi cultivation does not seem to exist in the entire Datang. Jiang Liu himself didn't have it, so he could only slowly explore this.

Jiang Liu took out the 10-year-old orange peel, directly tore off one-third, and then brewed it in tea.

In an instant, a faint fragrance in the tea came to the nose, and the spirit of the smell improved a lot.

While drinking tea, Jiang Liu began to study the Yijin Sutra.

After studying it thoroughly, I learned to compare it according to the diagram of the Yijin Sutra. This diagram is extremely difficult to describe, and many of them are anatomically violated. But these postures seem to exercise the body greatly, exercise every muscle of the muscles, and stretch the tendons.

Jiang Liu repeatedly studied it for several hours and confirmed that it was correct. Drinking all the tea in the cup in one gulp, he began to come to the courtyard to cultivate.

Jiang Liu struck a strange posture and stood on the pile, which was a starting gesture. Jiang Liu began to practice continuously according to the boxing method above the Yijin Sutra, posing in various strange postures.

It is difficult to move like this, and sometimes the whole body is in pain when he poses in a pose, and Jiang Liu can only grit his teeth and persevere.

These are all cultivation methods in the Yijin Sutra, which can exercise various muscles and organs of the whole body. There is also this method of breathing, which cooperates with cultivation.

At first, the river could only barely maintain that breathing method when it was standing still, but occasionally it made mistakes. With continuous practice later, I was able to keep a little breath in the middle of the exercise.

Throughout the night, Jiang Liu was constantly studying and cultivating the Yijin Sutra.