Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 223 Pill Furnace Conception
"Sir, you've been reading this book a lot lately, are you planning to make alchemy?"

Yi Shuyuan looked to the side, Shi Sheng was still cross-legged in the room, but Hui Mian had already come out.

"If you have a chance, you can try it. As the saying goes, the inside and the outside are consistent. When the world in the body connects with the outside world, the law will be manifested. The alchemy furnace in the body can refine oneself, and the outer alchemy furnace can become an alchemy. When people think of immortals in the world, many people also think of elixir. "

"But sir, there is no such thing as alchemy in the immortal way. Even if someone makes alchemy, the so-called immortal medicine is only for mortals, and it is of little use to immortal cultivators."

Yi Shuyuan closed the book.

"It doesn't matter even if it's not very useful. It can be regarded as a process of cultivation. Many materials gradually become pills in the pill furnace. Whether they are collected into a living being or a mass of waste products, it can also be regarded as a way of transformation!"

"Anyway, if the master wants to make alchemy, he will definitely succeed!"

"why?"

"No reason!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled, although Hui Mian trusted him a little bit blindly, but it still feels good to be trusted.

Thinking of this, Yi Shuyuan stood up, put the book in his sleeve, and Hui Mian jumped on his shoulder and asked excitedly.

"Sir, when did you start alchemy, and give me one when you're done?"

"Thinking too far, there must be a suitable alchemy furnace."

"Oh, that feels very troublesome. The alchemy furnace for refining elixir must be difficult to get. You can't use the Qiankun gourd, right?"

"It's really not possible. Please trouble the Guardian Hui, Gu Shisheng. I'll go for a walk."

After Yi Shuyuan finished speaking, he walked towards the outside, and Hui Mian could only jump down and go back to the door of the inn. Although there is no danger here, Shi Sheng is just a child after all, and he claims to be a guardian after all.

Yi Shuyuan walked outside, the folding fan slipped out of his sleeve, and slowly unfolded in his hands. There was a touch of gold in the corner of the landscape scroll on the back, which was a special coffin.

This coffin can collect spirits and generate yin. Although it is extremely susceptible to the influence of external evil energy, the yin qi itself has no impurities. If it can be made into a furnace, it will perfectly complement the yin and yang with the real fire of alchemy!

It can be regarded as disposing of the evil thing and refining it into a pill furnace, and it also saves a lot of expenses, after all, it is a lot of copper.

Thinking about it so far, Yi Shuyuan couldn't help fanning his fan lightly, and he didn't care whether fanning the fan in winter was a crime.

When Yi Shuyuan was walking in the temple, many people had already gone to the dining hall, and a few pilgrims passed by him, causing him to look back at them, with an official look on his head, he should be an imperial court official.

That night, in the dead of night, two pilgrims who stayed overnight quietly came to an unoccupied guest room in the area where they lived. After seeing no one around, they immediately opened the door and walked in.

It has been found out during the day that the luggage left by the missing pilgrims is in this temporary utility room.

There is a gap in the door, and a ray of moonlight can shine in along the gap, providing more light for the room, which is barely enough for two martial artists who have good eyesight and have adapted to the dark environment.

As soon as the two came in, they saw some luggage and backpacks, but there were not many things, which showed that the dozen or so people were traveling lightly to a certain extent.

Afterwards, the two began to quickly search through the luggage, and almost immediately found a few more false guides, as well as some medicines for gold sores, medicines for bruises, and some medicines for treating internal injuries.

Suddenly, Catcher Li found a stack of papers, and his heart skipped a beat as he casually flipped through them. He took them under the moonlight and examined them carefully.

"My lord, come and take a look!"

The county lieutenant didn't find anything of value at this meeting, and when he heard the voice of the headhunter, he immediately moved over and saw by the moonlight that there were pictures drawn on the paper.

After taking the stack of papers and flipping through them carefully, the county lieutenant narrowed his eyes.

"The last section of Cangshan Mountain, Laoying Pass, and Beiliang City. Which package did you find the hand-painted terrain map of the border?"

"this!"

"Look what else is in there!"

The head catcher immediately dragged the back box just now to the moonlight, and after careful rummaging, he found gauges, squares, guides, ropes, watches, compass and binoculars, etc. in the back box.

This shows that the person who drew the map had extremely high requirements for the map he drew, and it should be very accurate. He also used a compass to calibrate the direction and a telescope to confirm the astrology as evidence.

"This is."

The county lieutenant found a letter, and immediately opened it for inspection. The county lieutenant on the side also looked serious.

After reading the letter, the two couldn't help but look at each other.

"Ding Feixiong?"

With this letter and those pictures and tools, it can be basically confirmed that these people are secret agents, but also because of this letter, it is also because of this letter that the secret agents can give up their original purpose and call in precious people to deal with a person named Ding Feixiong.

"I think this Ding Feixiong is the one who killed Xi Zuo?"

"That wandering monk?"

"Not sure yet!"

The two discussed a few words and put everything back in place, but they took away the papers and letters, sent the things out at the edge of the outer wall of a temple, and then went back to the guest house to rest.

Although Zen Master Guangji did not have an accident, even if Xiangshan Temple has nothing to do with this incident, it can be determined now.
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In the early morning four days later, that is, after listening to the scriptures for seven days, Ding Feixiong's body gradually woke up, and the Buddha's voice in his ears gradually disappeared.

What he experienced was not only a baptism of Buddhist scriptures, but also seemed to recall his own life.

Ding Feixiong let out a long breath, and looked around, his heart was full of joy and gratitude, as well as indescribable feelings.

"Huh, so this is the Buddhist scriptures, thank you sir."

In the middle of speaking, Ding Feixiong was stunned. That Mr. Yi was not around, only the long-bearded monk who was listening to the scriptures sat cross-legged.

Some of the monks guarding around were still wrapped in quilts. When they heard the movement, they turned around to look at it, and some pilgrims who got up early in the distance noticed this.

Of course, Monk Zhaoli was the one who reacted first. At this moment, he also opened his eyes and stood up slowly, with surprise and jealousy in his eyes.

If Monk Zhaoli was mostly curious and emotional when he woke up before, then now he even feels that God is unfair, and he is unwilling to be so far behind a fake monk with his income.

Even though he knew that his thoughts were wrong, he still had the thought of "Is it just because he is a human body and I am a demon body?".

Although his heart was complicated, Monk Zhaoli quickly calmed down and said in a calm voice.

"Mr. Yi is not here for this wandering master. It has been seven days since he gave a lecture."

"Seven days?"

Ding Feixiong couldn't believe it, he looked around and then at others.

"I've been standing here for seven days?"

Seven days passed, but Ding Feixiong didn't feel tired, just a little hungry.

"Exactly!"

"What about Mr. Yi?"

Monk Zhaoli showed a peaceful smile.

"Mister is naturally still in the temple, since you have woken up from your samurai, we should go to thank you together!"

"Yes, as it should be!"

Ding Feixiong nodded in agreement, and walked towards the outside of the side garden together with Monk Zhaoli. The nearby monks gave way one after another, and they all bowed to the two with their hands clasped together.

Some pilgrims in the periphery were already talking about it, but when two monks passed by, they subconsciously stopped their voices and moved out of the way. Among them were Li Tutou and Zhang Xianwei from Sanxiang County.

And when the wandering monk passed by, both of them noticed the string of iron beads.

The scars on the corpses flashed in Li Butou's mind, and he had already imagined the image of the iron Buddha beads hitting and piercing the human body, so he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

However, the two monks did not go directly to Yi Shuyuan. After all, there were so many pilgrims and monks watching and following them. I guess my husband would not like to take them there together, so they first went to the Zen room of the monastery together. Pilgrims are not allowed to enter that area.

Yi Shuyuan is still living in the small guest house before, and this meeting is just getting started.

Two futons were stacked up as a table, the books were placed on the futons, and Yi Shuyuan bent down to record the alchemy methods he had sorted out.

But when Ding Feixiong woke up, Yi Shuyuan had already sensed it.

Not long after, a monk who knew the guest hurried over, and when he arrived at the house, he first bowed to the Buddha and said respectfully.

"Mr. Yi, Master Abbot asked me to invite you. If it is convenient for you, please come over."

"Okay, you go back first, please tell Master Abbot, Yi will be there in a while."

"Yes!"

The monk bowed again and left.

"Master, are those two monks awake?"

"Yes, but troubles are coming one after another. Let's go and see them first."

Yi Shuyuan closed his pen, and the pen holder suddenly turned into a folding fan again. He closed the book and took Shi Sheng to the meditation room deep in the temple. Along the way, monks and pilgrims who stayed overnight could be heard discussing about Zen monks.

Outside the abbot's Zen room, Ding Feixiong and Monk Zhaoli saw Yi Shuyuan coming with Shi Sheng, and before he approached, they took a few steps forward, folded their hands together and bowed down to salute.

"Thank you sir for teaching me!" "Mr. Xie taught me!"

Several nearby monks, including the abbot Zen Master Guangji, also bowed to Yi Shuyuan one after another, and now they naturally know that Mr. Yi, who is staying overnight, is absolutely extraordinary.

Yi Shuyuan also received this gift, looking at the state of the two of them, he couldn't help but feel novelty, luck and misfortune depend on each other.

"It's good to wake up, I am entrusted by others to be loyal to others, since you have already learned the scriptures, you don't have to care about Yi Mou, I can't teach more."

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"Although the Dharma is good, it's still not suitable for Yi, and I've had enough of vegetarians!"

Yi Shuyuan looked at Abbot Guangji again.

"Master Abbot, Yi will leave later. As for being unable to become a monk, there is no need to feel guilty. What Yi means is that he should be kicked out of the monastery."

"Sir, you are joking, how dare this old monk! No master, please forgive this old monk's reckless crime, my Buddha is merciful!"

Seeing the abbot apologize, Ding Feixiong hurriedly returned the gift.

"Master Abbot is serious!"

But Yi Shuyuan's expression was no longer joking.

"No way, monk, if you put down the butcher's knife, you may be able to realize a bit of the Buddha's heart, but you may not become a Buddha immediately!"

After saying this, Yi Shuyuan turned around and left with Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng frequently turned his head to look at the monks behind him, and he could also see some changes in his energy.

Ding Feixiong looked at Yi Shuyuan's back, not knowing how to explain his words, while Monk Zhaoli frowned slightly, but felt relieved inexplicably.

"Master Zhaoli, Master Abbot, what did you mean by Mr. Yi's words just now?"

"This, how can the old monk understand the expert's revelation."

Monk Zhaoli thought about it.

"Mister may mean that the Buddhadharma is vast, and it is difficult to get deep, and you need to study hard and not slack off!"
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At this moment, smoke and dust billowed on the road outside Xiangshan Temple, and a large number of people were coming.

While the banners were fluttering, the faces of the people were gradually revealed. Some were on horseback, some were on foot, almost all of those with long and short weapons were in armor, and some even carried strong bows and crossbows.
(End of this chapter)