Yu Sha

In the underground palace.

Chu Weiyang put his feet on his feet and leaned most of his body on the body of the purple toad alchemy furnace. He only exerted a little force and was covered in dust. With such reluctant exertion, he slightly pushed open the top cover of the alchemy furnace on the back of the purple toad. A seam.

In an instant, the thick dust and smoke were almost swirling, wrapped in a gust of wind, and about to cover the head and face with a hood.

Already prepared in his heart, Chu Weiyang held his breath and concentrated, turning his head to avoid the gust of wind.

At the same time, the white jade poisonous snake on the wrist was buzzing happily like a joyful child.

Looking at the basket again, Steward Ma couldn't call out for a while. The Steward's face was twisted awkwardly, his eyes were not eyes and nose, and his hand on the edge was loosened, and he hurriedly stopped before the poisonous wind swept over. He fell into the basket in embarrassment and carefully avoided it.

Nearly ten breaths of time passed, and even the ashes and dust blown up by the corners of the underground palace slowly fell down. Only then did Chu Weiyang lean forward and look into the Purple Toad Pill Furnace through the gap.

Behind Chu Weiyang, Steward Ma leaned out while supporting the edge of the basket again.

Just looking at his expression, he seemed to be even more impatient than Chu Weiyang.

"How's it going? What's in the alchemy furnace?"

Chu Weiyang's brief silence was what responded to Guan Ma.

Then, Chu Weiyang took out the long sword from his waist, and used the sword edge as a spoon to poke into the purple toad pill furnace. Then, Chu Weiyang just took it. When he pulled his hand back, the sword he was holding flatly Above the front is a handful of black sand.

When you look closely, you can see that the muddy sand is very dry and loose, but it seems that due to the original quality of natural materials and earthly treasures, even if it has turned into such fine sand, it still has very good viscosity, and when mixed together, it is indistinguishable. each other.

And the black color is more pure and frightening, especially in this dark underground palace, it is more like swallowing up the only light.

Only by sniffing it gently can you feel the colorless and odorless poisonous energy dissipating from it.

In the past, it may have been countless strange immortal treasures, or it may have been the supreme elixir fire of the highest grade. In this purple toad elixir furnace, a group of heroes gathered together, reflecting each other, resonating with Tao and Dharma, intertwined with Qi. Reasonable.

It might be an unimaginable essence of elixir, a poisonous path, or an extremely high achievement of a certain path.

The round treasure pill should be as bright as glass, and the deep texture on it should be as beautiful as cloud seal and thunder patterns.

But now nothing can be seen. The beauty of the past has now disappeared, and everything has returned to dust. The treasure has been fermented over the years, corrupting into a black mud, exuding a violent toxicity that ordinary people cannot bear.

At least at this moment, Steward Ma, who was leaning on the edge of the basket, curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

Well, he was willing to admit it. From the very beginning, Steward Ma had disdain for the poisonous method. Now, this ball of medicinal mud is probably like scum in his eyes, and it should not appear in front of a great Jindan master. The monk's natal magic weapon remains in the shed.

This seems to be some kind of blasphemy related to interest and preference.

But at this moment, Chu Weiyang could no longer care about such idle things as arguing with Manager Ma. He took out an empty porcelain bottle from the Qiankun pouch and carefully scraped the medicinal mud on the sword edge into the porcelain bottle bit by bit. Seal in medium.

In the end, only a small piece of medicinal clay the size of a small fingernail was left on the edge of the bottle, and then fed little by little to the White Jade Viper.

But even though it was just such a small piece, the Jade Snake happily devoured it little by little. Before it had even eaten half of it, it felt as if it was sleepy after eating a lot of food. It spat out the snake's message slightly, and even the buzzing sound seemed to be full of excitement. With a hint of laziness, he curled up on Chu Weiyang's wrist.

But as a breath of time passed, the skin of his wrist clung to the white jade-like scales, and Chu Weiyang could clearly feel the gradually growing aura of the white jade venomous snake.

Very weak changes, but stable and clear.

Because of this, Chu Weiyang smiled with satisfaction, then inserted the sword deep into the Purple Toad Pill Furnace, and carefully scraped away the mud accumulated on the walls and bottom of the furnace bit by bit.

This delicate work was a waste of time. After a long time, Chu Weiyang filled eight large bottles, almost using up all the empty bottles on hand, and then combed out the mud in the alchemy furnace.

Originally this was the ultimate goal at the beginning of this trip, but when Chu Weiyang supported his waist, took a few steps back, stood next to Manager Ma, and looked at the Purple Toad Pill Furnace with him again, the young man's thoughts Can't help but become active.

But he seemed to have guessed what Chu Weiyang was thinking. Before he could speak, Manager Ma shook his head and said.

"Don't bother!"

"Why do you think the three of them didn't even think about it just now?"

"How many years and years have not destroyed the relics of the magic treasure of life, just for people like you and me? Stacked up no more than a stone high, it means that all the energy and spirit have been exhausted. You have scratched the next Even if you apply a layer of paint, God is being unreasonable.”

"For monks who are under the Golden Core realm, this thing is a treasure that cannot be used. No matter how beautiful it is, it cannot be used at all."

"But for the golden elixir monks in the same realm, unless they are on the same path, they are no different than poison!"

"The orderly overlapping of various precious materials, the strange interweaving and resonance of the spiritual materials that are smelted into a seamless whole, all deeply contain the spirit and spirit of a great monk, and contain the aftertaste of Taoism. !”

"I have never heard of anyone who could become a great Golden Elixir cultivator by purely imitating another person!"

"As for simply refining this alchemy furnace and tempering it into the purest treasure material and the alchemy of countless mountains and mountains, if you don't have the ability to reach the peak of the golden elixir realm, you are just asking for trouble if you try."

"Looking up the mountain and running to death, don't worry about this. While the cause and effect is still there, while the energy and energy are still sufficient, focus more on meditation and forget to obtain the Dharma. This is the correct truth!"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang nodded.

He has never been a very stubborn person.

Because, Chu Weiyang calmed down and looked at the behemoth outline of the Purple Toad Pill Furnace.

In the vast sea of ​​​​mind, it seems like a sunrise and a hibiscus, suspended in the world!

The seal with the word "purple" soars into the sky, illuminating the whole world!

The next moment, the sinuous and rugged outline of the purple toad was all reflected in the colorful world under the high sun.

Ancient seal characters flowed towards Chu Weiyang's mind one after another.

After a while, Chu Weiyang slowly opened his eyes.

"Secret Excerpts from the Essential Purposes of Wan Ling Yuan Ben's Lords, Ministers, and Envoys"

Under the gaze of Manager Ma, he suddenly laughed.

"Hey, this is... interesting!"

"It's interesting!"

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Another long while.

The underground palace is somewhat dark and I don't know the meaning of the cold and heat day and night.

Under the dim firelight, there was a lonely person in the basket, Steward Ma. He seemed to be taking a nap while holding the edge of the basket, but the hand that was hanging down and shrunk in the sleeves of his robe was always connected to the fingers of a sword and was covered with mud. There seems to be a strong sword intent in the gaps between his fingers, like a dormant beast, waiting for a fierce and decisive blow!

In the long silence, the sound of neither light nor heavy footsteps sounded from the corridor, followed by the sound of dragging from far to near.

The fine dust on the ground rose high with the incoming wind. In the hazy mist, the outline of the figure walking out of the darkness gradually became clear.

Chu Weiyang glanced at Manager Ma who became nervous for no reason.

The young man's eyes seemed a little surprised, but he did not ask.

Because Chu Weiyang felt that although Guanshi Ma's reaction was a bit strange, it was probably normal for people who had been tortured by pain for a long time to have such strange reactions.

More than these, what Chu Weiyang wants to solve is the hunger that goes hand in hand with pain, or even outweighs it.

In some situations, these two feelings are even common.

Taking off the torch, Chu Weiyang lit the dead branches and set up a bonfire, then pulled out the clean long sword and burned the water stains on the sword's edge under the flames.

Then, Chu Weiyang first placed a pot made of square gravel on the bonfire, then lifted up a flat stone slab and placed half of the bison fan across the stone slab.

Chu Weiyang seemed to be having another feast.

Just looking at the posture, it seems that it is much more refined than the past, where he drank raw hair, drank blood, and chewed it raw.

Draw the sword and cut the flesh.

Perhaps because he was too eager, Chu Weiyang even brought some sword intent when he drew his sword. Looking carefully, the swords appeared one after another, like dense thunder intertwined, like a continuous spring rain.

Of course, Steward Ma could see the changes in the sword intent most clearly. Seeing that the Six Right Sword Intent was being wasted in this way, Steward Ma chewed his teeth and hesitated several times, but he allowed the slices of meat to pile up into a hill. Manager Ma just curled his lips and was sulking to himself, but didn't say anything else.

Half of the meat is sliced.

Chu Weiyang first threw a few large bones into the stone pot.

Seeing that water vapor gradually began to evaporate under the bonfire, Chu Weiyang opened the Qiankun bag and neatly placed the herbs just picked from the sea of ​​trees on the side of the stone slab.

The herbs were colorful, and Chu Weiyang either picked up a bunch, chopped them into fine pieces and sprinkled them into the stone pot of bone soup, or watched the heat for a while and threw the whole handful into the pot.

For some, Chu Weiyang kneaded out the elixir juice and applied it carefully and evenly on the sliced ​​meat.

Wait for Chu Weiyang to prepare these in an orderly manner.

A peculiar aroma has already wafted out from the gurgling and boiling bone soup. It has the unique fragrance of bone soup and the elegant aroma of some kind of medicinal herbs.

The intertwining of these two harmonies caused Chu Weiyang's stomach pill cauldron to roar with hunger, almost like thunder.

Picking up the chopsticks cut from tree branches, Chu Weiyang saw the right moment. When the stone pot was boiling at its peak, he took out a few large bones and discarded them. Then he threw all the small mountains of meat into the pot.

After only waiting for a while, Chu Weiyang moved the stone pot away from the bonfire, holding the chopsticks in one hand, and looked at Manager Ma beside him with a smile.

He seemed very happy.

"How about it?"

Manager Ma seemed not to understand. He raised his eyebrows and asked.

"How about what?"

Chu Weiyang pointed to a pot full of fresh soup mixed with sliced ​​meat and magical herbs.

"I'm asking, how do you like this pot of soup?"

""Secret Excerpts of the Essential Edicts of the Lord, Minister, and Envoy of Wanling Yuan Ben" is the method I just visualized from the great monk's Taoist aftertaste. Well... it's not a practice method, it's not even a supplementary secret method... How should I put it, more like Some kind of alchemy inheritance.”

"Well...a very special alchemy inheritance!"

"What this method emphasizes is that all the spirits and precious materials in the world can be refined into medicine, and the principles of the monarch and ministers are used to match it. However, the various elixirs used by the monarch and ministers are not condensed by the method of alchemy, but only the principles of alchemy. , use the secret technique of ancient witchcraft medicine soup to refine it into a pot, which is a witchcraft soup for consumption and a treasure pill for swallowing! "

"To be honest, since I got the "Green Bamboo Pill Sutra", I have also practiced it carefully. If I am asked to study some pharmacological properties and identify some magical medicines and herbs, there is no problem with this."

"To put it mildly, even the simple principles of monarch, minister and envoy can be understood."

"But most of the time your talent and talent stop there. Maybe if you work hard in this field and work hard, you can still achieve something in the future..."

"But what I lack most now is the time to use up my stupid efforts."

"The Green Bamboo Alchemy Sutra, which is very biased, is like this. If I were to practice orthodox alchemy, it would be even more unbearable."

"As you just said, this should be some kind of cause-and-effect connection that is not mysterious. I gained something from what I thought about. Instead, it taught me such a method. Now I am just trying it superficially, but I am convinced!"

"So, steward, how do you like this pot of soup?"

When he asked this question, Chu Weiyang lowered his head and looked into the stone pot. Deep in his dark and deep eyes, there was some unspeakable feeling.

In response to Chu Weiyang's great move, Manager Ma sneered.

"Thank you for explaining it like this."

"Otherwise, looking at this pot of rotten leaves and rotten meat, I would have thought you were reminded of the life in the Demon Suppressing Cave."

"The level of the method is always secondary. Whether it suits you is the most important thing. Since you think it is suitable, then it is the supreme alchemy method for you."

"What's the point of asking me? Do you want me, a man with half his body rotten, to taste it for you?"

"I am just like you now...and so is Pixiu!"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang didn't say anything. He just rolled his eyes, stopped talking to Guan Ma, and continued to use the broth.

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In Lingqiu Mountain, among the lush green trees, Liu Daoren and his party of three were on their way in a "pin" formation.

With their feet on the slightly muddy ground in the early morning, the three of them looked after each other in a seemingly loose, but actually very dense and compact formation.

Looking at the figures of the three of them, there are a lot less pieces around the waist and wrists.

Probably all the harvest in the underground palace has been realized. If you look carefully, Liu Daoren's relaxed brows and eyes are full of smiles.

Suddenly, Taoist Liu at the front suddenly paused. When he put his right hand behind his back, Taoist Zhang and Wang also stopped and stood beside and behind Taoist Liu. At that moment, the breaths of the three of them seemed to be coming together. Here and there, they seemed to be twisted into a bunch of drills, and they were about to be wrapped in a hurricane and swept away towards the lush woods in front of them.

Before the wind came, a hearty laughter came first among the overlapping shadows behind the trees.

"What a skill! What a handsome skill!"

"Three Taoist friends, I don't have any ill intentions! I am Yan Jianming, a direct disciple of Mother Danxia in Tingchang Mountain. Now that I meet you, I want to ask the three of you for directions. I wonder... is it convenient?"