HCB Chapter 165 Mahayana Ritual 23
Chapter 165 Mahayana Ritual 23
Chapter 165 Mahayana Ritual 23
After listening to Wen Sishu's request, Cheng Jiu thought about it carefully: "I haven't practiced it either, but don't worry, Senior Brother Wen, I'll study it later."
She paused, her tone hesitant, "If I could take their pulses, I would be more confident."
After listening to Cheng Jiu's words, Wen Sishu said, "There's no problem with my brother, but the eldest princess..." Wen Sishu's tone was hesitant. Surely no one wants their fertility questioned!
“It’s okay, your brother will do too!” Cheng Jiu affirmed.
After all, the other party has two sons and a daughter, so they should be capable of having children. However, even if they are the other party, neither of the two children are theirs.
This is the world of cultivation, and one-sided conception is not impossible. However, it is still necessary to understand the other person's physical condition, otherwise, the medicinal properties of the pills refined may be too strong, which would be bad.
"Then I'll go call my brother over!" Wen Sishu said impatiently after hearing Cheng Jiu's agreement.
He ran out as soon as he finished speaking, clearly to call for help.
"It's rare to see him so impatient," Yingyue said with amusement.
Meanwhile, Wen Sishu waved to his elder brother. When Wen Siyan saw his younger brother running over, his eyes lit up. Had the matter he had asked for been settled?
"Yanqing." The eldest princess asked in a puzzled tone. Hadn't they just caught up? Why had she come looking for her again?
Wen Siyan certainly wouldn't tell the eldest princess that he questioned her fertility. After all, she was his wife, and without a daughter, he didn't want to affect his image in her eyes.
"Perhaps the matter that my family asked me to ask my younger brother to handle has been settled. Please forgive me, Your Highness, and allow me to leave temporarily." Because of his joy, Wen Siyan's handsome and gentle eyes lit up with happiness, like a delicate lily in full bloom.
The eldest princess was momentarily stunned. After a while, at the other's call, she reached out and stroked his face, her eyes filled with doting affection: "Alright, go ahead, don't keep your little brother waiting!"
Wen Siyan stood up and walked gracefully toward Wen Sishu. The eldest prince of the Wei Dynasty, who was standing next to her, watched as the other party's lord walked toward a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect again and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "Princess, I wonder where the lord is going? It seems that he and that disciple are very familiar with each other."
Upon hearing this, the eldest princess smiled slightly: "To be honest, Your Highness, that disciple is the younger brother of the Emperor. The two of them have something to discuss."
Upon hearing this, the eldest prince of the Wei Dynasty couldn't help but feel envious. With the support of a disciple of one of the five major sects of considerable status, it seemed that the future empress's status was secure.
However, one cannot help but feel some sympathy. Since he is the younger brother of the emperor, he is not a member of the royal family. If such a disciple fosters the appetite of the other family, it may become a thorn in the side of the royal family in the future.
But that's a matter for the future. His future throne is not yet secured. Thinking about it now, it's probably just needless worry. If something unexpected happens in the future, he'd be worse off than her.
With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, the eldest prince of the Wei Dynasty did not utter a sound to ask. Looking at the princess consort beside him, he felt relieved and filled with delight at the sight of her. Ah, seeing a beautiful woman always makes one feel good.
The Crown Prince's wife, who was standing next to him, glared at him when she saw him looking at her. "We're at a banquet. Watch your image."
The eldest prince of the dynasty, his chubby face now filled with docility, sat upright, no longer daring to be as bold as before. The beauty was indeed lovely, but if only she could change her temperament. However, this was just a thought; after all, if she were truly a gentle beauty, he probably wouldn't have fallen in love at first sight.
The eldest prince of the Lin Dynasty, who was standing nearby, listened to the conversation between the two and said with disdain, "A sycophantic scoundrel, afraid of his wife!"
The two people next to him: "..."
The eldest princess cleared her throat and casually said, "I heard it all in the Qiongyun Dynasty. I heard that the Empress of the Lin Dynasty has displeased the Empress Dowager again! The prince must be in a difficult position, caught between his mother and grandmother."
“That’s true. I heard from my mother that when Empress Xuan danced, she captivated the capital. Her fame was also known throughout the Wei Dynasty!” the eldest prince of the Wei Dynasty replied with a smile.
"..." Although the eldest prince of the Lin Dynasty remained expressionless, he clenched his fist slightly over the wine glass in his hand.
"Your Highness!" The Crown Princess sensed that the person beside her was not in a good mood and spoke with concern.
"Shut up, this is none of your business!" The eldest prince of the Lin Dynasty said coldly.
"Yes!" The beautiful woman beside him replied obediently, not daring to refute him in the slightest.
Feeling the softened attitude beside him, the eldest prince of the Lin Dynasty felt his anger subside slightly and regained his serious and dignified demeanor.
They seemed completely unconcerned.
But the one who understands you best is always your rival, even though the eldest prince of the Lin Dynasty was born to the empress.
However, this empress came from a less than honorable background, and the way she gained favor was also dishonorable. Naturally, she could not gain the approval of the powerful empress dowager, who came from a prestigious family.
However, the emperor of the Lin Dynasty insisted on making her empress, but the empress dowager's power was not weak either. Although she was nominally the empress, she did not actually have the power of an empress.
So it was an awkward situation. The eldest prince of the Lin Dynasty, born under such circumstances, seemed noble, but in reality, he had flaws. This was unbearable for him, who always thought highly of himself, but he had no choice but to face his origins.
In particular, although his father, the emperor, nominally only loved the empress, he had no shortage of concubines in the harem. With the support of the empress dowager, he had children one after another.
The concubines of high rank all had princes under their command, but he only had one legitimate son, while his brothers all had the support of their families.
His future path to the throne was actually not stable, at least not as stable as the two guys around him, which was what he found most unacceptable, especially since he believed himself to be better than the two of them.
In reality, however, these two men felt that the other was not worthy of sitting at the same table with them. Of course, this was only one person's opinion; the other two did not think so at all. After all, it was a competition for the throne of another country, and how could they possibly influence it?
They just genuinely dislike him, and they'd be happy to kick him when he's down whenever possible.
On the other side, Cheng Jiu successfully took Wen Siyan's pulse. It was truly miraculous; he had heard of men giving birth, but had never seen it in person. Cheng Jiu had once been curious and wanted to take Wen Sishu's pulse, but the other party was extremely resistant to it, so Cheng Jiu did not force him.
And now she's run into him?
Cheng Jiu didn't actually get involved with Wen Siyan. He was indeed a very proper young master from a prominent family, although he was very poised and generous when he first met them.
However, the interaction between the two, such as Cheng Jiu taking the pulse, seemed quite shy.
Too shy, Wen Sishu finally took out a handkerchief, placed it on the other person's wrist, and took their pulse through the handkerchief.
After the wood elemental energy passed through the other person's body, Cheng Jiu roughly understood the principle of male procreation in the mortal world.
In the terms of the cultivation world, this is where yin and yang intertwine and converge, giving rise to life. And within the other person's abdomen, there's a spot filled with yang energy—not fierce, but rather gentle like warm sunshine. It seems very suitable, cough…
So, in order to conceive, the other person's yin energy needs to be increased to reduce the erosion of yin energy by yang energy, making it easier to conceive.
But all of this is based on the premise that the other party also has the ability to have children, and Cheng Jiu has to consider that the other party currently has no ability to have children.
As for whether it will be a boy or a girl, Cheng Jiu has no clue yet. She plans to try several methods, and surely one of them will be able to fulfill the other party's wish.
The first assumption is that the other party is fertile, and the effect of the elixir is to reduce the yang energy in the other party's body during intercourse, making it easier for yin energy to combine.
As for how much to reduce the risk of conceiving a daughter, prepare two kinds of pills. One is to have more yang energy and wait for the other party to provide yin energy. The other is to temporarily convert the yang energy into yin energy and then convert it back into yang energy for nourishment after the process is over.
Another approach is to assume the other person is infertile and directly copy their yin energy to conceive.
The effects are the same as the two hypothetical scenarios above: one with more Yang energy and the other with more Yin energy.
Cheng Jiu's brain was racing, and he was already thinking about the ingredients for refining this kind of pill. Was this reasonable? Darwin must be turning in his grave.
It's alright, the cultivation world isn't under Darwin's jurisdiction.
She withdrew her hand, and Wen Siyan withdrew his hand as well, his face still flushed: "How was it?" he asked expectantly.
"No problem, I will try my best to refine the pills before going to the Demon Realm, and then have Senior Brother Wen send them to you." Cheng Jiu's tone was confident, as the necessary medicinal materials could be exchanged at the Medicine Peak.
"Thank you very much!" Wen Siyan said, her voice tinged with excitement.
This has almost become a source of anxiety for him. The main reason is that he feels heartbroken when he thinks about how he will help his wife ascend the throne in the future, and the throne will not be his child's.
This is absolutely unacceptable. What happened to queens and emperors who had no children? There are countless examples to follow.
"I will definitely prepare a generous gift to express my gratitude when we return to the Qiongyun Dynasty!" Wen Siyan said with certainty and gratitude.
"You're welcome, it was nothing!" Cheng Jiu did not refuse the other party's gift of thanks. As he always said, alchemists never work for free. If they did work for free and lowered the status of alchemists, that would be a sin.
Seeing the lingering blush on the other person's face, Cheng Jiu suggested, "You can sit here for a while; it's still quite a distance from the banquet."
The other person was too shy. It was a serious matter, but his appearance made it easy for people to misunderstand.
Wen Siyan was stunned for a moment upon hearing this. When she realized what was happening, her cheeks flushed red, and her ears turned bright red as well, like a shy shrimp: "Thank you for reminding me, young lady."
Cheng Jiu and Yingyue did not linger, after all, who knew what taboos the Qiongyun Dynasty might have, especially since the other party was already married.
Wen Sishu sat beside her brother to keep him company. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to the eldest princess if she left him there. Some things should be avoided if possible.
After walking quite a distance, Li Weixin's eyes lit up: "So this is what men from the Qiongyun Dynasty are like. They don't seem as weak and frail as the rumors say."
"Senior Brother Wen's brother is much better looking than Senior Brother Wen!" Gong Yu exclaimed, not only in appearance, but especially in his extraordinary temperament.
Li Weixin silently moved away from the other person: "You noticed this?"
Gong Yu watched the other person walk a few steps away, his eyes filled with confusion: "Otherwise what? What else could you possibly notice? Aren't they all just two eyes, a nose, and a mouth?"
Gong Yu didn't understand what else one could look at when meeting someone for the first time besides their face.
Li Weixin silently moved back. Looking at his simple-minded appearance and words, Li Weixin couldn't help but curse himself for being so filthy. He should really avoid reading those kinds of weird novels.
Li Weixin thought to himself as he silently collected the storybooks about his master and Daoist Lu Yan.
It's all Master's fault, otherwise he wouldn't have had these thoughts.
Cheng Jiu and Ying Yue looked at him with disdain. When Li Weixin met their gazes, he raised his hands in a gesture of begging for mercy.
Neither of them held onto the matter, not wanting to taint Gong Yu, this simpleton, with their impure thoughts, as that would make them feel guilty.
"Senior Brother Gong Yu, let's go back quickly! It's getting late, and the sermon is about to start. Let's go to the dojo and line up to reserve a spot." Cheng Jiu changed the subject before Gong Yu could think too much about it.
"Okay, let's go quickly! I want to get a good spot for my brother too!" Gong Yu didn't think much and pulled Cheng Jiu towards the place where the lecture was being held.
Seats are limited, and even if they are the personal disciples of the two masters, they still have to fight for them. Apart from those invited guests, the sect will reserve seats for them in advance, which are considered top-class seats.
However, the best spots were still available, and they were in high demand. Not only were they vying for them, but disciples from the sect were also eyeing these spots.
The opportunity to hear the Great Vehicle Immortal Lord personally preach is one that cannot be missed. It is open to all disciples of the sect, including outer disciples. It depends entirely on one's ability, regardless of status, only on strength.
In this respect, Cheng Jiu's disciples did not have much of an advantage.
According to Qin Che, there are 9,999 futons available this time. The ones closest to the head are of course the best, while those at the back are not so good.
Guiyuan Sect's main idea is to create a balance between unfairness and fairness. For example, even disciples of Immortal Lords cannot occupy the best seats at the front. If disciples of Immortal Lords can occupy these seats, then can the disciples of other elders also occupy them?
That's definitely possible, but that would mean less would be allocated to the outer sect members.
The treatment of outer disciples and inner disciples is already vastly different, and excessive unfairness is certainly unacceptable.
Therefore, the sect leader who proposed this rule was annoyed by those Immortal Lords, Venerable Lords and Elders who used connections to gain entry. All the available positions were taken up, and they didn't even give the outer disciples a sip of soup.
This is unacceptable. We should simply cancel the special privileges granted to the Immortal Lord's personally taught disciples.
If even the Immortal Lord's personal disciples cannot receive special treatment, how can others have any face?
This led to the unusual scene of Guiyuan Sect vying for positions.
However, if the Immortal Lord's personal disciples are accepted too late or are too weak, it will result in the ridiculous scene that none of the Immortal Lord's personal disciples can enter the venue.
To avoid this situation, the sect would notify the Immortal Lord's personal disciples in advance of the place where the sermon was to be held, so that they could arrive at the dojo in advance. Even if their strength was weak, at least those who arrived at the back could still get a taste of the soup.
As for the best position, it still depends on strength. In a battle of strength, inner disciples have the advantage, but outer disciples can also get a share.
To avoid being followed by disciples, the four of them acted very discreetly.
The location of the dojo was set up rather casually so that those with keen eyes and ears wouldn't know.
The prayer cushions in the cushions were all placed one by one by the sect leader's personal disciples, without allowing anyone else to do it.
Of course, the advantage is that these direct disciples all know where the place is.
When Cheng Jiu and his group arrived, they saw four unfamiliar senior brothers and sisters lining up.
Upon seeing the four people, the other party politely greeted them: "Two grandmaster uncles! Junior Sister Ying, and this junior brother from the Dragon Abyss Sect."
This time, the training ground is set up in an abandoned palace. Although it is called abandoned, the facilities are actually quite complete. It is said that it was once the training ground of a celestial lord. After he ascended to heaven, he had no disciples and no one to inherit the throne, so the palace was abandoned here.
Now, during the Mahayana ceremonies and sermons, the sect leader has been assigned to this location.
The four listened as their senior brothers and sisters complained, "You have no idea how desolate this place was when we first arrived. We cleaned it all ourselves."
This complaint brought them closer together, and one of the senior brothers patted his chest and assured, "Grandmaster Uncle, junior sisters, don't worry about following us. We'll definitely get you good seats!"
"Thank you, senior brother!" The four of them responded politely, expressing their gratitude. This senior brother was truly a kind and helpful person.
The four senior brothers and sisters were extremely envious of how well-behaved the children were; other people's junior brothers and sisters were all so well-behaved.
Then, remembering their junior brother's pathetic state, the group felt a pang of heartache.
Junior sister, junior brother is always better than other people's!