vrcanaries Chapter 894 Everything Costs Money (4)
Chapter 894 Everything Costs Money (4)
Chapter 894 Money for Everything (Part 4)
According to the Baiye Baodian (a book on traditional Chinese medicine).
Spiritual energy is ethereal and elusive, pervading the universe like mist or water, or like a serpent, ever-changing...
Do you really think this is a world of cultivation?
The world is filled with countless spiritual energies; one can cultivate to become an immortal simply by breathing in and out.
Moreover, even in the world of cultivation, the source of spiritual energy is not without basis.
At the very least, there must be a spiritual vein, or even a physical form like a spirit stone, in order for vaporized spiritual energy that can be absorbed to be generated.
In other places without spiritual veins, spiritual energy remains scarce and barren. Even in cities where mortals gather in large numbers, there is not a trace of spiritual energy.
Think of this.
Han Yi looked around, his brows furrowed tightly.
It was just a large hall, exactly the same as the teleportation hall from before, except that the floor and walls were black and a thin layer of mist lingered on the ceiling.
All energy has a source.
Han Yi was somewhat skeptical that such unfounded and unpredictable energy as spiritual energy could actually exist.
Or even if it exists, it should have a physical form of support.
He looked up, frowning as he stared intently at the swirling mist on the ceiling.
For some reason, I'm fascinated by this thin layer of mist.
Han Yi always had a sense of déjà vu... as if he had seen it somewhere before.
This aura...
This feeling...
Han Yi had a sudden flash of inspiration and remembered where this inexplicable sense of familiarity came from.
When they entered the city, the strands of essence that were forcibly extracted by the essence-plundering formation seemed to be surging with such fluctuations.
"Spiritual energy... vital energy... Vital energy plundering array... absorbs the vital energy of everyone... and feeds it back into all the meridians..."
Han Yi seemed to have figured something out; a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and he felt a chill run down his spine.
He probably gets it.
What exactly was the purpose of the so-called "Essence Plundering Array," which supposedly plundered and gathered an astronomical amount of essence...?
I am afraid…...
This so-called spiritual energy is essentially... transformed from vital energy.
The gathered essence, under the influence of formations or restrictions, is completely purified, washing away all impurities and converging into pure and flawless energy, which is called spiritual energy.
Essence and vital energy are the essence of all things and the root of all life.
Spiritual energy originates from vital essence; no wonder it is regarded by the Hundred Meridians as filling the universe, giving life to all things, permeating the void, and boundless and illusory…
It is simply the original energy within a living being, merely disguised, and thus deserves such a profound description.
"The demon race...the Hundred Veins..."
Han Yi muttered to himself, suddenly gaining a deeper understanding of the Hundred Lineages of the Demon Clan.
He regards all things in heaven and earth as straw dogs, and absorbs the innate essence to secretly align with the way of heaven.
This is the cultivation system rule of the Hundred Meridians.
They plunder the essence of all living things to nourish the cultivation and advancement of those at higher levels. Having grasped this crucial point...
When Han Yi looked at the others again, he immediately made a different discovery.
The few people around them, who seemed to be engrossed in cultivation, appeared to be focused, with their eyes vacant, as if they were comprehending the cultivation method and understanding the great Dao.
In fact, with each breath, wisps of invisible, transparent mist separate from the gray fog and enter the mouth and nose through the breath.
Suddenly, the group seemed to have taken a powerful tonic; their eyes shone, their faces flushed, and they appeared to have had a sudden enlightenment.
"So... cultivation techniques... are just an aid... what truly plays a training role is this essence, no, spiritual power..." Han Yi suddenly realized, and understood completely.
Having grasped this point, he gained confidence for the subsequent cultivation of the Divine Forging Technique. "A calm mind and concentrated spirit lead to the return of Qi to its origin… harmonizing lead and mercury, cultivating both nature and life… the first stage is opening the orifices; humans have nine orifices: the Sea of Qi, the Crimson Palace, the Main Orifice… the three major life gates: the Spine Gate, the Tailbone Gate, the Jade Pillow Gate… the Yin and Yang Gates, the Yin Orifice, the Yang Orifice… and the Divine Palace… the Niwan Palace…"
Han Yi slowly closed his eyes and sat down, his breathing becoming calm. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he would almost look like a corpse.
Hiss hiss hiss...
The thin mist above, which was slowly rotating according to some kind of pattern, suddenly trembled and stopped abruptly, like a slowly flowing river.
Followed by.
Vast swaths of invisible mist formed a colorless giant python, frantically pouring into Han Yi's body.
After thoroughly understanding the essence of spiritual energy, one only needs to separate a wisp of primordial gray energy and slightly simulate the fluctuations of spiritual energy to easily mobilize the activity level of spiritual energy, attracting a large amount of spiritual energy to flow in like rivers flowing into the sea.
"Those who attain enlightenment... must begin by conquering the Qi Sea one by one, proceeding gradually, then to the Crimson Palace, the main acupoint... cultivate their spirit, and after three days proceed to the three major life-threatening stages..."
"The life-or-death matter is of utmost importance. When drawing upon spiritual energy, one must be extremely careful and cautious... As for the Yin and Yang orifices, they will naturally appear without effort... But the Divine Palace... requires success on the first attempt; if it fails on the first, it will be exhausted on the second, and it will be damaged on the third..."
Han Yi, however, ignored the changes in the outside world and recalled the contents of the two Forging God Techniques. His heart was moved, and his mind was completely immersed in them.
As a large amount of vital energy is inhaled and absorbed into the body, one becomes dazed and confused.
Han Yi's spirit soared upwards, rising into the sky like the sun. Before him stretched an endless expanse of white light, with invisible cloud staircases dotting the sky, as if a rainbow bridge spanned the heavens, connecting yin and yang, the very essence of creation. Whoosh!
Large gusts of vital energy seemed to transform into a raging wind with its own life force, and with a whoosh, they were all pulled down.
Han Yi's body remained completely still, his mind slowly ascending the cloud steps to the heavens, as silent as an old monk in meditation.
"what happened?"
The main hall on the first floor of the Tower of Babel.
Someone suddenly opened their eyes and noticed something was wrong.
"Concealing and replenishing emptiness, all enter the blue net!" He crossed his hands and performed a set of hand gestures that resembled a series of flower-like movements.
"It didn't work? How could that be!" The thin young man frowned and pulled out a small white flag from his body.
"Up and down, gathering spirit and energy, the small spirit gathering array is complete!"
He shouted sharply and suddenly shot a beam of blue light from his hand, striking the battle flag.
Swish...
The battle flags immediately stood upright, and only then did a wisp of spiritual energy begin to flow towards them.
"Qingyuan! Do you really think this is your home? Using the spirit-gathering array indiscriminately? Now I can't absorb any spiritual energy!"
puff!
The white flag lit up for only a few seconds before it was crushed by a large foot.
A fierce-looking young man stormed over, glaring menacingly at the slender boy.
"I..." Qingyuan shrank back in fright, clearly somewhat frightened.
But he quickly realized that this was the Tower of Babel, and even if the other side had a bad reputation, they wouldn't dare to do anything to him.
So he forced a response: "What does this have to do with me? Didn't you see that the Spirit Gathering Array can't attract any spiritual energy? I don't know what's wrong with me today, but I feel that the spiritual energy is thin when I cultivate."
"Still arguing with me?" The fierce young man roared in anger, his voice rising several octaves.
Their argument attracted the attention of several people nearby.
“Qingyuan is right. Something is definitely wrong with the Tower of Babel today,” someone stood up and agreed.
"Right. You feel the same way." Qingyuan said with a troubled expression, "Could it be that once we reach the Spirit Tide stage, the Holy Palace starts to restrict the amount of spiritual energy?"
“How could that be? We haven’t reached the Eternal Night period yet!” The third person denied it outright, guessing, “Perhaps… the seniors at the higher levels are experimenting with powerful spells again, causing a temporary shortage of spiritual energy. This has happened before.”
During the Eternal Night, temperatures drop in the North, natural disasters occur frequently, and people move less frequently between cities. As a result, the Essence Plundering Array obtains less essence, and the amount of spiritual energy converted will naturally be less.
The Demon Saint Palace would intervene to control the release of spiritual energy and implement quota management. "Logically, all levels of the Tower of Babel are interconnected. Even if there is less here, it should be replenished from other levels. It shouldn't be this thin after so much time..." Qingyuan wondered.
“Yes…it is indeed a bit strange…” The man fell silent, frowning in deep thought.
"Never mind. I haven't finished my daily practice and cultivation, and I'm lacking spiritual energy to aid me. I'll head back now." Unable to find a reason, Qingyuan got up, intending to return to the academy early and not waste any more time.
Within the school, there are also spirit pools that provide spiritual energy, but they are not as rich in spiritual energy as those in the Tower of Babel, resulting in a difference in the effect on cultivation assistance.
In addition, his family was quite wealthy, so he had always spent money to cultivate in the Tower of Babel.
But for some reason now, the spiritual energy in the Tower of Babel has clearly weakened considerably, so it might be better to just go back to the academy to cultivate.
The spiritual energy within the school is indeed scarce, but it doesn't cost money.
"Sigh... I have a competition tomorrow, and I want to break through one or two more levels. It's too late to go back..." The third person had no choice but to spend extra money to continue cultivating on the second level.
The higher you go in the Tower of Babel, the denser the spiritual energy becomes.
Or rather, the spiritual energy in each level of the Tower of Babel comes from the energy that seeps down from the levels above.
Therefore, the thinning of spiritual energy in the first layer does not mean that the other layers will be affected.
It's important to understand that... the target audience for the first level is disciples of the Hundred Meridians who are hovering around the Enlightenment stage. This is the level with the worst spiritual energy in the entire tower.
Of course, even the worst one mentioned here is still much better than the free spirit pools offered by many schools of thought.
The second layer of spiritual energy is more condensed and purer, making it suitable for disciples at the Soul Awakening stage with a hundred meridians to cultivate.
Therefore, many disciples who are close to breaking through will spend extra money to cultivate at a higher level in order to increase their chances of success.
For a while.
In the entire first-floor lobby, people went home or went upstairs, and in no time at all, the lobby was completely empty.
Only Han Yi remained, sitting alone in the corner, closing his eyes and meditating.
If those people who left could observe the flow of spiritual energy with the naked eye, they would be able to discover it.
The spiritual energy in the first layer... isn't gone...
A massive amount of spiritual energy, surging like a tidal wave, was moving wildly in one direction...
That location...
This was precisely where Han Yi was located.
Time passes slowly.
The yellow gems on the wall, which served as lighting, seemed to have been unaware of human activity for a long time, and one by one they slowly went out and dimmed.
The huge hall then fell completely silent.
At that moment, Han Yi heard a series of loud rumbling sounds in his ears.
The deafening roar was like thunder, vast and mighty, like a great bell, soaring straight into the sky.
As one's mind continues to rise, after ascending layer upon layer of cloud steps...
Suddenly, a blur appeared before Han Yi's eyes, and a colossal divine palace, towering to the heavens and radiating strange and magnificent light, appeared out of nowhere.
The palace was densely covered with numerous runes and patterns. All the golden runes shone slowly like stars, revealing countless profound principles of heaven and earth.