Qin Tiexin sat alone in the room for a while, picked up the tea cup and drank the last sip of tea. The tea was slightly cold, but the medicinal power was still spreading warmly in Dantian.
He actually didn't think the price quoted by Ling Shuyao was outrageous.
"Mount Sumeru King Fist" 50,000 Spirit Stone, Sumeru Sect's only orthodox copy, repaired to the Nascent Soul Realm, would only be more expensive in Azure Xuan Region's auction house.
"Skanda Demon-Subduing Vajra Technique" 20,000 Spirit Stone in five-year installments, 4,000 a year, is indeed a good deal for a serious monk. But his needs do not match these things at all. He only needs a few "pretend" books to get started, and he can use them at critical moments to prove that he is a monk.
If he were standing here as Qin Tiexin now, he would seriously consider acquiring some practical martial arts back home, but unfortunately he can't do that now.
After about a stick of incense, the knock on the door rang again.
"Please come in."
Ling Shuyao opened the door and came in. There were two new Jade Slip on the wooden plate in his hand.
These two pieces look exactly the same. They are both standard-sized pale white jade stones. There are no golden scriptures wandering on the surface, and there is no bronze Heaviness texture. They are clean and unremarkable.
She first inserted the first one into the groove. The light screen lit up, and a monk was practicing boxing on the screen. Both fists were fired alternately, and blurry shadows appeared on the fists. On one fist, there was a faint outline of a Azure Gold-colored dragon head, and on the other fist was a red-gold tiger head outline.
The low roar that explodes in the air when punching is the resonance caused by the spiritual power on the fist stirring up the air. There are four movements in the whole set of boxing techniques. Each type has the power node and spiritual power route marked in the lower right corner of the screen. They are all progressing and progressing.
""Dragon-Subduing Tiger-Taming Fist" can be used up to Foundation Establishment Late Stage." Ling Shuyao pointed at the boxing frame in the screen, "When the two fists alternate, it can form a continuous burst of fist rain. The dragon head fist breaks the body protection True Qi is stronger, and the tiger head fist has a stronger impact. After one set, it can shatter the body protection aura of a monk of the same level into three to four layers."
She paused for a moment, but her tone remained unchanged. "The disadvantage is that all moves are offensive and there are no defensive actions. Once the fight starts, you must defeat the opponent before your spiritual power is exhausted. Either you fall or the opponent stops. There is no third possibility."
"This one is eight thousand."
After speaking, she replaced the second Jade Slip into the groove.
The scene switched, and a monk held an eyebrow-level stick and rotated rapidly. The whole body of the stick turned into dark gold, and dense Sanskrit fire patterns flowed on the surface. The shadow of the stick was continuous like a windmill, and the entire body within three feet was covered by a golden stick curtain.
The monk's eyes were wide open, and he let out a short roar. He looked like a madman, but the annotation in the lower right corner of the screen was clearly written, and he always maintained a ray of clarity in his heart.
""Mad Demon Staff" can be used up to Foundation Establishment Late Stage. When the stick screen rotates, it can sweep out seven to nine sticks per breath, which is suitable for use when there are many enemies or when being besieged. In Buddhism, this method is often used as the basis of the 'monastery protection stick array'. Three to five monks dance sticks at the same time, and the stick screens are staggered to form Iron Wall."
She added the shortcomings as usual, "Spiritual power is consumed very quickly. Foundation Establishment Middle Stage can only last about thirty breaths when used at full strength. Moreover, the stick technique is widely opened and closed, and there is an obvious back swing and stiffness when closing the move, making it easy to be attacked by surprise. In addition, this stick technique is highly ornamental, and sparks fly when struck. It is often used as the finale of monks' martial arts performances after Buddhist rituals. It is both ornamental and practical."
"This one costs six thousand."
Qin Tiexin After listening to the introduction, the silence lasted longer than the previous two books.
"Dragon-Subduing Tiger-Taming Fist" has eight thousand, and "Mad Demon Staff" has six thousand. They are all practical martial arts of Foundation Establishment Late Stage. Details such as defense gaps and stiffness in closing are all explained clearly.
Ling Shuyao is indeed trying her best to help him find suitable martial arts, which he can feel. But the more serious she is, the hotter his face becomes. It's not that he doesn't need good martial arts, he doesn't intend to spend a lot of money at all. A real monk's eyes may shine when faced with these inheritances, but he, a fake monk, just wants to find a few entry-level books worth one or two hundred Spirit Stone to make do with.
Qin Tiexin's face turned slightly red. He put up one hand and said in a calm voice, "Good. The poor monk does want to buy martial arts, but..." He paused and quickly organized his words in his mind, "What the poor monk needs is not these advanced inheritances. Just something simpler and more basic, no matter the grade, can be installed... can be used for daily practice."
He stopped the words "pretend" on his lips.
Ling Shuyao completely stopped what she was doing. She put the wooden plate on the table, put two Jade Slip next to it, and raised her eyes to look directly at Qin Tiexin.
"Master," her tone was still polite, but her tone was much straighter than before, "What kind of martial arts do you need? Is it the wrong type or the price is inappropriate? If you think it is expensive, I can go to our boss to discuss it." Her naturally charming eyes became serious at this moment, instead of being charming, showing a capable and neat energy, "Spirit Stone is easy to get, but suitable martial arts are hard to find. Master, don't be embarrassed to speak up."
Qin Tiexin glanced at her, and the feeling of being cheated was greatly diluted by her sincere attitude of "I really want to help you choose."
He was silent for two breaths, then put down the tea cup and said "the truth".
"That's good. The poor monk is going out this time without much trouble. All the things recommended by the benefactor are good martial arts, and the poor monk is not ignorant of the goods." He put up a palm with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and his face was still red, "But the poor monk has in his bag. Spirit Stone is only a thousand dollars, so I really can't afford that kind of inheritance. What a poor monk needs is just a few basic entry-level martial arts, regardless of appearance, even if it's a broken copy, it doesn't matter. It's enough to be able to practice daily and cope with some ordinary situations."
Qin Tiexin After saying those words, the atmosphere in the room subtly solidified.
Ling Shuyao stood there, still holding the two Jade Slip in his hand. His expression did not change much, but the confusion in his eyes became complicated.
After five years of doing business, she has seen people who are dissatisfied with the price, people who are picky, people who deliberately push the price back and forth, and people who deliberately delay time to get close to her, but the one-armed monk in front of her does not belong to any of the above.
Ling Shuyao is 80% sure that the Spirit Stone in his hand is enough, and the recognition of several martial arts is also true, but he really does not intend to spend more than one thousand Spirit Stone.
After Qin Tiexin said the words "I only have more than a thousand Spirit Stone in my pocket", I felt like I couldn't bear it on my face. He put up a palm with one hand, nodded slightly towards Ling Shuyao, and performed a Buddhist salute.
Then, he propped up the table with one hand and stood up, reaching for the iron rod leaning against the corner. "Thank you, the donor has taken the trouble. After bothering the donor for so long, the poor monk has become uneasy. Since the poor monk has little money and is not worthy of your store's good martial arts, he will not delay the donor's business."
He turned around, already holding the iron rod in his hand, and took a step towards the door.
Ling Shuyao looked at his back, his body was already moving before his mind could react.
"Master, wait a minute."
She took a step forward, her movements were faster than she expected, put her hands on Qin Tiexin's left shoulder, and pushed him back onto the chair. Her usually lazy and charming eyes were now a bit wide, showing an unusual eagerness and even a trace of panic.
He didn't have much strength, so Qin Tiexin didn't resist at all. He followed her strength and sat back down. He just turned his head and glanced at her after sitting down, with doubts in his eyes.
Only then did Ling Shuyao realize what she had done. She looked down at her hands, and then at Qin Tiexin who was pushed back into her seat. A thin layer of red burned on her face.
Imperial Dao Arts Workshop's rules are that you must not behave unreasonably towards guests. This is the bottom line written on the first page of Jade Slip's employment. She has worked here for five years and has never even touched a customer's sleeves. Today she made an exception, and she made it without any reason.
Qin Tiexin sat on the chair, looking up at the female nun in front of her who suddenly became mute. Her face turned red from her cheeks to her ears, and the mature charm that she had just now was shattered, and she became like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
He didn't quite understand what happened, so he just asked subconsciously.
"Donor... but you need a poor monk to pay for tea?"