Chapter 280 This is my choice
Chapter 280 This is my choice
"Can I choose none of them?"
"Of course I can. I made that clear from the beginning. I can let you leave at any time, but are you sure? I will only help you once. Once you leave, you will never have the chance to come back here again."
Zhong Ming replied calmly, "Yes, I must seize this opportunity, which may be the only one I have in my life. I will not make a hasty choice just because it is partially compatible."
Perhaps it was the fearlessness of youth, or perhaps his weakness prevented him from considering whether he might offend the other party; Zhong Ming acted with extreme decisiveness.
Because his will was extremely firm.
He rejects any detour that deviates from his path, even if it would take him further or only make him take a longer route to his destination.
After this thought arose in Zhong Ming's mind, the entire palace vanished instantly.
In an instant, he lost all support. A feeling of weightlessness came over him, and he began to fall uncontrollably. His soul seemed to be dragged and stretched under the powerful gravity, and finally crashed into the earth.
"boom!"
A thunderous explosion rang in Zhong Ming's ears, startling him awake to find his back soaked in cold sweat.
His chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath.
He knew without opening his eyes that he was still in the place where he had fainted, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep.
The pain in his soul completely disappeared; the only assistance he received from the spirit of the treasure vault of the Chen family dynasty ended there.
Zhong Ming immediately took out some food and water from the storage stone dentures to eat, partly to calm his nerves and partly to calculate how long he could survive here.
The food we got from the medical room wasn't much and didn't taste good, but at least it was nutritionally balanced and helped us recover well.
"I wonder if eating more will relieve my dizziness and headache," he muttered to himself.
'Lying down is quite comfortable.'
He opened his eyes and couldn't help but look up at the starry sky.
There are countless treasures there.
If the different kinds of plants on the grassland represent different kinds of "books," then what about the different colors of stars...?
He glanced at it casually, then his whole body trembled.
While ordinary, cool-colored stars may indeed contain powerful and mysterious magical artifacts or even spiritual treasures, some golden stars contain wondrous objects.
The yellow star that Zhong Ming saw almost made him want to redeem it immediately.
"A Soul-Suppressing Stone? If refined and stored in the sea of consciousness, it can withstand large-scale soul attacks and protect the divine soul?"
Zhong Ming's mouth was watering, and he kept slapping his thigh, "Why isn't the refining method written here? Where is the refining method?!"
He almost started cursing, as if he were accusing unscrupulous merchants of selling the amenities separately.
"Damn it, I hope you buy a toilet but don't get a toilet seat, buy a drawer but don't get a handle, and buy a prosthetic leg but don't get a corrugated lid!"
Zhong Ming walked along, cursing and swearing, just like a nagging shrew.
However, he was still very happy inside. "Luckily, I didn't listen to that spirit, otherwise I would have missed it."
He made up his mind that if he still couldn't find anything better, he would choose this one after he ran out of food.
Time passed second by second. At first, Zhong Ming could roughly judge the time, but there was neither sunrise nor sunset, nor changes in temperature. Gradually, he could no longer judge the passage of time.
Sometimes he would lie on the ground to sleep because he felt that when night fell, he would not know how long he had slept. His physiological functions began to become disordered. The spiritual energy here all belonged to its owners and were the spirits of the treasure vault. He could not absorb it, so naturally he could not cultivate.
Passing by one barley plant after another, Zhong Ming showed great patience and planning skills. In the end, he began to use food portions as a basis for judging time.
Oh, by the way, spirit of the treasure vault, do you mind if I urinate or defecate anywhere?
Um.....
Judging from the fact that the holy light turned into a scorching, menacing sunbeam burning his skin, he must have been bothered by it.
'Sigh, I never thought my storage bag would one day contain excrement and urine. Luckily, I still have the storage bag strapped to my hand. If I had put storage stones and dentures in it...'
Zhong Ming felt nauseous just thinking about that scene.
He grew weaker and weaker, and sometimes he would get very tired while walking. Eating food did not seem to relieve his physical fatigue. He did not expect that his physical body would collapse first in this strange space.
Finally, he took a step, but his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.
It was at this moment that he opened his eyes and saw a "barley" plant swaying in front of him.
"The Mysterious Heavenly Meridian Suppression Technique is an auxiliary technique. After cultivation, it allows the placement of suppressing objects within the meridians, much like a high-ranking official overseeing an entire meridian..."
Zhong Ming was so shocked that he hadn't even finished listening to the introduction that he was completely stunned. The introduction listed many different kinds of items that could stabilize the meridians, such as a sword that could clear the meridians and help break through to higher realms, just like the sword technique introduced by the Dao Yuan Array. There was also a stubborn rock that could seal the breach when the meridians were damaged, and a green lotus that could nourish the meridians and stabilize the mind when it swayed.
Calm your mind!
Zhong Ming finally found a method of refining, or one of them.
If I refine the Soul-Suppressing Stone into a meridian-suppressing object, wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?
The human body has twelve meridians, plus the eight extraordinary meridians and one's own dragon vein, which can conservatively be estimated to accommodate twenty-one meridian-suppressing objects.
Moreover, it's not useless once it's put in; it can be taken out. However, there are limitations to a single meridian-stabilizing item; it can only appear at the end of the meridian it's located in.
The ends of meridians are mostly in the toes, fingers, and other similar areas.
Zhong Ming began to carefully read the advantages and disadvantages of the "Mysterious Heavenly Meridian Suppression Technique". The disadvantage was that there could only be one meridian suppression stone for each meridian. Naturally, the effect of this meridian suppression stone could not spread to all the meridians in the body.
In this case, the sea of consciousness is located behind the Baihui acupoint. Theoretically, there are six meridians passing through the Baihui acupoint. Among them, the Soul-Suppressing Stone is best placed in the Du meridian.
Twenty-one treasures must be incredibly expensive, and replacing them would require a lot of effort.
However, Zhong Ming decided to choose it. It truly met his requirements of breaking through to a higher realm as quickly as possible, protecting his soul, and also having growth potential—it was a meridian-suppressing artifact, after all...
Never mind, we'll deal with it later.
There are plenty of treasures in the sky.
Zhong Ming looked up at the sky, wondering if those treasures that could grow could also be used as items to stabilize the meridians.
You're asking if magical artifacts can suppress pulses? I used the Myriad Soul Banner to suppress my pulses... oops, I mean, the Spirit Retirement Home. After using it to suppress my pulses, can it still be used and continue to grow stronger?
He didn't know that he would only get the answer after confirming that he had chosen this technique, obtained all the information, and left this world.
"This is it, Lord of the Treasury? I choose this one." Zhong Ming pointed at the "barley" and shouted to the sky.
"If you're sure, then pull it out." The reply echoed loudly throughout the land.
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