I have to say that those who practice the Fa seem to have very good artistic talents.

Sun Heng's small courtyard is built on the mountain, with heavy eaves stacked on top of each other, exquisite and elegant, and the elegant posture of volleying in the air is better than seeking a fairy view.

As for the structural instability of the house, it is not a problem for them.

After a few spells, the rock becomes much stronger, and what can't be supported can be supported.

The stone surface of the small courtyard is as smooth as a mirror, the bamboo chrysanthemums are planted under the wall, the wall is full of vines, the fragrance is fragrant, and the birds are singing softly, but it creates a peaceful atmosphere in this treacherous place.

The five-story attic that Sun Heng asked for also stood in the middle.

The pavilion as high as seven or eight zhang, the eaves pick the pillars, the green tiles are like washing, after a period of wind and rain, it is more of a sense of stability and heaviness.

On the top floor, a screen is stretched across the center.

Several jade cases were placed around at random, and all kinds of books and martial arts cheats on the jade cases were messily opened and stacked, and they were in a mess.

Sun Heng wore his long hair and lay on his back on a recliner, his body undulating back and forth with the swaying of the chair.

This is a recliner made by himself based on the memories of his previous life, with a unique shape, which amazes the people of Hanshan Dao.

Of course, only he knows how much of this is exaggerated and deliberate.

At this time, Sun Heng's eyes were a little bloodshot, his spirit was tired, and his clothes were not as good as in the past, and he was almost like two people from his previous image.

"Mr. Sun. ”

The Hanshan Daoist stood by the stairs with a respectful face, and stood with his hands tied: "The pills that can be used for the cultivation of innate masters are already scarce, and the late congenital ones are even rarer, and only Yuanshan and the capital are supplied. Because the following Dengxian Division was not needed, it had long been abandoned. ”

"However, the innate cultivation of the divine soul, some of the elixirs that those of us who cultivate the Fa to strengthen the divine sense, can also be used. ”

As for Sun Heng's identity, a few months have passed, and the people of Hanshan Dao have almost some understanding.

After all, there are so many masters in the late stage of innate in the world, and although the Yuanshan Mountain is far away, the name of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Snake Caves is still recorded in the Dengxian Division.

However, even if he knew Sun Heng's origin, he had no heart to resist at this time.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing this, Sun Heng was lying there and nodded expressionlessly, he was reluctant to leave Yuanshan at the beginning, and this was largely the reason.

Then he asked, "Where is Danfang?"

"There are a few Danfangs. ”

Hanshan Daoist said, "It's just ...... , there are no people who have alchemy. ”

"People who don't have alchemy!"

Sun Heng's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "What does this mean? Could it be that your pills are all sent from the capital, and you haven't refined them yourself?"

"Of course not. ”

Hanshan Daoist smiled bitterly: "But most of the alchemists are cultivators, and the pills they refine are usually taken by us, and they usually refine some healing pills commonly used by martial artists, which can be used for cultivation, but they are not very refined." ”

"If they try to refine the elixir they need again, I'm afraid it will be a lot of waste. ”

Sun Heng closed his eyes and sighed softly.

No matter how rich he was, it was impossible for him to waste so much to support an alchemy master to refine the pill.

You must know that every alchemy master often has to cite the power of a sect or several counties to cultivate the Fa in order to achieve something.

But martial arts cultivation, after the innate level, becomes more and more difficult.

If he didn't use the pill, according to Sun Heng's estimate, it would take twenty years at the earliest, and he would be able to cultivate his true qi to innate perfection!

This is because of his deep background!

Although Sun Heng is young, he is cultivating top-notch exercises.

In the inner qi realm, there are nine orbs to purify the inner qi, and the thousand-year-old Jiaozhu provides energy.

In the innate realm, there is even a huge amount of poison in the Ten Thousand Poison Beads that can be refined, and before the late innate stage, there is a smooth road.

It can be described as a profound foundation and extraordinary opportunities!

However, in the late stage of congenital development, true qi not only requires a massive amount of accumulation, but also consumes a little bit of mental energy to condense.

The purer the true qi is condensed, the stronger the strength will be.

According to Jiang Li's essays, only in this way can true qi be finally transformed into mana.

Or, try to storm the supreme grandmaster realm of the martial arts.

At this point, whether it was Gu Nerve or Vajra Immortal Divine Skill, he had already cultivated to the pinnacle, and there was no help for him anymore.

As for the things that strengthened the power of the divine soul, he had also taken them in the deep mountains.

Maybe it was because he was a human being in two lives and devoured the soul of the fierce ape, Sun Heng's divine soul was strong, and those pills had little effect on him.

"That's it!"

Sighing, Sun Heng waved his hand lightly: "Leave the Dan Fang behind, and try to collect the medicinal materials needed on it first." ”

"Yes!"

Hanshan Daoist nodded, and immediately took out a few pieces of paper full of himself from his arms and put them on the jade case.

"Then, I won't disturb Mr. Rest, and I'll leave. ”

"Hmm. ”

Sun Heng nodded, and when the other party was about to leave, his eyes opened again, and he suddenly spoke: "Wait a minute!"

"What else does the gentleman have to say?"

The people of Hanshan Road paused.

"I know a person, his name is Mingyu Daoist, and he is good at refining pills, especially those used by martial artists. ”

Sun Heng sat up straight from the recliner and said in a condensed voice: "As far as I know, his years of service in the army have arrived, and it is very likely that he has returned." ”

"Oh!"

Hanshan Daoren's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Then where is this Mingyu Daoist from?"

"A native of Dongyang Mansion. ”

Sun Heng's tired face brought out a slight smile: "You go to Dongyang Mansion, I will write a letter in my hand, if he is there, I will hand it over to him and invite him to come here." ”

"Yes!"

Hanshan Daoren nodded.

Immediately, Sun Heng straightened up, took a piece of paper on the jade case on the side, wrote a letter with a pen, and handed it to the other party.

Not long after the Hanshan Daoist said goodbye and left, another person slowly stepped onto the stone building.

"Miss Meng, you're here. ”

Seeing the visitor, Sun Heng couldn't help but smile lightly, and the tense expression on his face was slightly relaxed.

"You might as well call me Qiushui. ”

Meng Qiushui lifted the cloak and hood on his head and shook his head lightly: "The word girl, I really can't afford it now." ”

After a period of change of mind, Meng Qiushui was already repeating the posture of the year in front of Sun Heng at this time.

And during this period of time, their business house no longer has troubles, there are fewer trivial things, and her spirit and appearance have become a little more vigorous.

She nodded at Sun Heng and said, "You really want to sell the innate exercises?"

This time, she came because she received a letter from Sun Heng, in which she said that there was an innate method for sale.

The martial arts in the world are cut off, the innate exercises are extremely rare, and each one is worth a lot of money, so she naturally has to come to this kind of thing in person.

"Yes. ”

Sun Heng nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed to the book and picture album on the jade case: "You can take a look at it." ”

"Huh?"

His casual attitude made Meng Qiushui look surprised, and then bent down and picked up a book from the jade case to look through.

"Five poisonous palms?"

"The toxicity of the five kinds of mutual restraint enters the body, and the palm is poisonous, killing people invisibly, and the toxicity can cause the death of the master in the middle of the congenital stage......"

"It's really the kung fu of an innate master!"

Meng Qiushui's eyes flickered, and he bent down again, taking a picture scroll and unfolding it.

The three-foot-long scroll depicts the realm of the river, with rapid currents and undulating waves, as if you are in the scene.

And in the corner of the scroll, mark these small characters.

"Hundred veins and water tricks!"

"Innate artistic conception!"

"Hoo ......"

Meng Qiushui's wrist trembled, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and let out a long breath before suppressing the excitement in his heart.

After a long time, she opened her eyes and scanned the scattered books and picture scrolls on the jade case, and said in a condensed voice: "Sun Heng, these can't all be innate exercises, right?"

"It's not. ”

Sun Heng shook his head, which also made Meng Qiushui breathe a sigh of relief.

"But most of them. ”

“......”

Meng Qiu's sailor tightened his hands, and after a pause, he smiled bitterly and said, "You are really unexpected." ”

"However, do you really plan to sell all these innate exercises?"

Between the words, there was a thick incredulity.

As far as she knew, among the innate masters in the nearby county capital, one person could only know one or two innate exercises at most.

And in order to prevent people from seeing the flaws and deliberately targeting, they will never sell to the outside world.

On the market, you may not be able to see an innate kung fu for sale in a few years.

And now, I'm afraid there are more than a dozen exercises here!

"Hmm. ”

Sun Heng nodded and said, "Except for a body refining kung fu that can be cultivated to the middle innate stage, the others are nothing. ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the pill left by the Hanshan Daoist, and said, "These cheats, you can help me change them to the medicines I need here, or the pills and prescriptions that can work for me." ”

"No problem. ”

Meng Qiushui nodded, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, but he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart: "How can you have so many innate exercises?"

"Of course, I'm just asking, you don't have to answer. ”

"It's okay!"

Sun Heng shook his head, waved his hand to disperse the screen behind him, stretched out his hand and pointed, and said, "These kung fu are all obtained from it." ”

"It?"

Meng Qiushui followed Sun Heng's fingers and looked, but saw a picture scroll hanging there, gently swaying with the wind.

In the center of the picture is a white-haired old man, with a clear face texture, a long robe fluttering, and standing with his hands conceited.

The old man's face was wrinkled, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked like an ordinary old man, and there seemed to be nothing special about him except that he was extremely real.

But Meng Qiushui looked at it for a moment, but his eyes gradually became obsessed with it, as if the way of heaven and earth was all in this picture scroll.

"Ahem!"

A light cough interrupted Meng Qiushui's understanding.

Her body shook, and then she realized that her mind was clouded, and she was actually in a state of mental exhaustion.

"That'...... What's that?"

She turned her head and reached out to hold the stone pillar beside her, not daring to look at it again.

"A self-portrait of a martial arts master. ”

Sun Heng waved his hand, and the screen was in the center again: "Moreover, this person is by no means an ordinary martial arts master!"

Meng Qiushui nodded in agreement.

At that glance just now, she actually saw all kinds of wonderful martial arts in that portrait, and each of them had reached an unbelievable realm.

No wonder Sun Heng can get so many exercises, I'm afraid that if he often looks at that painting, he has a slight gain, which is an innate martial art.

It's just that it's too mentally draining, no wonder his spirit isn't very good today.

"Heh......"

With thoughts racing in his mind, Meng Qiushui shook his head, forced a trace of spirit, and said: "Speaking of which, I know a lot of innate exercises, but this is the first time I have seen myself as the true form of the exercises. ”

The so-called true appearance refers to the manifestation of the perception of innate artistic conception.

For example, the golden Buddha of King Kong is not bad, the portrait of the cloud dragon that changes nine times, and the hundred veins of the water trick placed on the jade case just now.

These exercises are all to manifest the artistic conception into a virtual scene, which is used to be perceived by others.

And using himself as his true appearance, even Sun Heng seems to have never seen it.

At that moment, he smiled and said, "Don't say it's you, I'm ...... too."

"True to nature?"

When the words came to his mouth, his expression suddenly froze, and then his eyes gradually bloomed: "Yes, why can't you use yourself as your true appearance? No matter how good others are, it is better to know yourself!"

His body trembled, his eyes swayed, and he was almost uncontrollable.

"Sun Heng?"

Meng Qiushui whispered on the side: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Sun Heng shook his head again and again: "It should be said that I am very good, unprecedentedly good!"

In other words, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter spread throughout Xiaohan Mountain, and the meaning of comfort was unmistakable.

"Thank you, Qiushui!"