Chapter 147 - A Disappointing Searching For Cultivation Recipes

After Fei Hong was surprised by the condition of the place, he walked around the house and started to read the books, one by one, from the bookshelf. 

When he opened the first book, he followed silently and said: "In the dantian, gather the acupoints of Yin; the book of the Shutianshu, the gate of the sun... Is this?"

The more he read, the more he felt that something was wrong with what he was reading, and he returned to the book cover to take a look: "The cave of heaven and earth..."

By the heavens, wasn't this the place to put pill recipes and utensil recipes? Why was there a book explaining the acupuncture points of the human body? 

Fei Hong threw the book in his hand away and smiled bitterly. Immediately after reading one book after another, when he finished going through the second bookshelf, he was about to collapse. 

What was this? After reading two bookshelves, except for some books on the human body, there were only prescriptions for some common medicines in the mortal world. Were there any pill recipes that could improve mortal cultivation? 

"Nephew, one hour is up. How about you hand in the gold coins first?" Outside the door, the voice of Uncle Zhang rang out. 

Fei Hong couldn't help feeling a little disgusted by the sound. He turned to look at the two bookshelves that he hadn't read yet, and gritted his teeth. He went out and took out two gold coins and handed them to the old man. "Uncle, nephew hasn't read anything yet, please let me read for a while. "

There was money to be made here, how could old man Zhang refuse such opportunity. He smiled, and took the two gold coins. "Okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore!"

Seeing the content back of the old man, Fei Hong couldn't help having the feeling of going up and bite him. 

Turning around, he returned to the front of the two bookshelves. This time, he turned the books much faster. But when he went through the books on the third bookshelf again, he didn't find what he wanted. Fei Hong couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and looked at the last bookshelf. The last bookshelf was empty, with a few books cluttered in it, which seemed to be things no one wanted.

Fei Hong shrugged, thinking that all the gold coins he had paid couldn't be spent in vain. He would just read them anyway. So he walked over to the last bookshelf and took out a book. He was shocked when he flipped through it!

What was recorded in this book turned out to be the refining method of the spring of life! Could the spring of life be refined? Fei Hong didn't believe it himself, but after reading the base material for refining the spring of life, he completely believed it. Why couldn't it be? Wasn't the spring of life on the iceberg also transformed from what is written on it?

According to the recipes, the spring of life was the lotus water produced by the iceberg holy lotus. Because this lotus water contained the seeds of the iceberg holy lotus, the seeds must rely on this drop of lotus water to grow, so it was named the spring of life.

However, the number of this iceberg holy lotus was very small, and it was also protected by a low-level monster called the "minor lotus beast". It was quite difficult to obtain it.

What is written in this book was how to cultivate the iceberg holy lotus, and then get the lotus water it produced.

"Hehe, this book was really amazing." Fei Hong said with a wry smile. 

If it was so easy to care for, would the spring of life be so valuable? But after thinking about it, he had the cyan bead in his hand, which was really not certain. That was saying, the seed of the iceberg holy lotus, who had it? 

This had to be a joke. That kind of seed was in the spring of life. If there was a seed, then there was spring water. Why would he need seeds when there was spring water? Fei Hong, who had come to his senses, threw the book on the table: "Who wrote the book? Someone who had nothing to do when he was idle?"

Fei Hong felt a little better after scolding, and picked up another book to read. What was recorded in this book was a kind of pill, called "Foundation Pill", the effect was not as good as Soul Foundation Elixir.

He put down the book, scolded a few more words in his heart, and hastily read the rest of the books. After a while, het found that there was not a single pill that he could use.

Fei Hong gritted his teeth and looked around with a sad expression. He took the book of the fountain of life in his hand and walked out. When he arrived at the door, he handed the book in his hand to Old Man Zhang: "Uncle, please give the disciple a copy of the rubbing of this book."

"Oh?" Old man Zhang exclaimed, twitching his fingers as his feet dangled on the table: "This, nephew, we have rules..."

Fei Hong didn't know what Old man Zhang meant. So, he endured the pain, took out a gold coin from his arms and handed it over.

The old man Zhang hurriedly took the gold coin, found a rubbing from the bookshelf behind him and handed it to Fei Hong.

"Uncle Master, this disciple has a question he would like to ask Uncle Master." Fei Hong took the book and said respectfully.

"Come on!" The old man Zhang originally wanted to receive a silver coin, but he didn't expect that this kid would give him a gold coin as soon as he made a shot. If he took more from others, he could answer any question.

"Our Lingxiu Mountain is a famous sect, why are there so few pill recipes and nothing on Chi Cultivation? I checked the shelves for more than an hour, and only saw a few tasteless pill recipes, but I have never seen one that is about cultivation."