
Unfortunately, there are no books in the Library Room that are suitable for him.
In the world of cultivation, techniques and exercises are all based on the contractual spirit that a person has.
Those with contractual spirits of weapons and beasts each had different techniques.
However, Jun Wu Xies contractual spirit did not even fall into these two conventional categories! So no matter how much he read, how much he searched through each book, he could not find a suitable spiritual energy development technique for him.
If he could not find any technique, he would not be able to inflate his spiritual energy.
Where can he find the techniques of developing spiritual energy in the form of flora? This problem is giving her a headache.
He had no hope of finding her inside Lin Palace. An idea flashed through his mind.
In the memories of this body, there was a secret place hidden deep in the depths of this Imperial Capital.
It was an underground market whose entrance was tucked away in a remote corner of the city. Many rare things that could not be found anywhere in the city would be found here, the place also had many controversial items for sale.
This is a pure barter system.
The old Wu Xie had gone there when he was dating Mo Xuan Fei. He did not even know that such a place existed even though he grew up in the city until the man took him there. He did not like the place because it was dark and gloomy.
However, that place was only his one-on-one place that occurred to him now and he needed to go there hoping to find a suitable spiritual spirit development technique.
His face was so famous in the Imperial Capital and he had to go undercover. He took a variety of herbs, ground them into powder, took the sari and mixed it into a paste as he applied it to his face and carefully shaped and changed the shape of his face.
Looking in the mirror was now a learned young man. He slightly pinched and changed his facial features to become more masculine and changed into a white robe.
Before going to the underground market, he needed to prepare a 'currency' because there ordinary silver money had no price. These days he was in the pharmacy room making various potions and poisons and still helping Jun Qing and Jun Xian recover. He took a few bottles, slipped them into his robe and slipped out of the back door in the silence of the night.
The Imperial Capital was very quiet at night and although it was his first time he had come out of Lin Palace, he followed the memories from his body towards the entrance of the underground market.
He stopped in front of an ordinary restaurant. It was a place that looked simple, no different from any other building that lined the streets, sitting at the counter was a waiter lazing around putting his head on the table, when he saw it, he said, he did not greet her and continued to laze.