Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 160: The channel elixir is formed in one breath

It was night, and the two of them were drinking and talking in the courtyard.

Of course, Luo Qingbao was silent by nature, and Wu Meng was often the one talking and he was listening.

The next day, the long-separated friends parted again.

Wu Meng stood in front of the cave, looking at the other person's retreating figure, and was silent for a long time.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared among the blue clouds that he shook his head and returned to the cave.

At least, his temperament is still upright.

It’s half a month again.

On this day, Wu Meng woke up from trance and felt refreshed.

After some thought, he decided that the time was right, so he simply walked to the courtyard, set up the alchemy furnace, and began to refine the small passage elixir for the first time.

This elixir has been around for a long time, and the essence of its elixir is vague and can be roughly summarized in two words.

‘Tong’ and ‘Tao’.

Needless to say, Tao is a bit mysterious.

In this recipe, the understanding of 'Tao' is simply a guide to medicine. The deeper the understanding, the better the effect of the elixir.

On this issue, thousands of people have thousands of opinions, and it is precisely for this reason that it can be shared by different cultivation methods. Of course, the effect of the elixir is theoretically most consistent with the person who refines it.

This is why Wu Meng is looking forward to it.

After setting up the incense burner, he raised a finger and flicked out a few sparks, which fell through the body of the burner.

boom!

Sparks seemed to fall into the boiling oil, and raging flames suddenly shot up from the furnace. He maintained the state of performing the spell, and as soon as his thoughts fell, the flames became calm and gentle again, like a well-behaved horse.

He then fed a few more spiritual materials into the furnace, first to become familiar with them, and secondly to understand the characteristics of the furnace.

After all the preparations had been made, Wu Meng did not know when he had entered a state of thoughtlessness and selflessness. In his mind, there was only an unknown elixir that was slowly changing.

The morning light is faint, and the clouds are dyed.

The sun rises high and the sky is blue.

The sky is constantly changing, with clouds and clear skies alternating with each other. This practice lasts for five full days.

This day, evening.

The alchemy furnace in the courtyard began to tremble slightly, and a large amount of spiritual energy gathered and sank into the furnace along the cloud-shaped eyes.

The strong spiritual pressure stirred up the sound of wind, moistened the grass and trees, and dyed the entire courtyard full of life.

Wu Meng closed his eyes slightly and walked around the alchemy furnace.

As a young qi-training monk, he naturally doesn't understand what is 'Tao' or not, but is the Yin-Yang Diagram Tao? Does the source he comes into contact with each time he breaks through the extreme realm count as Tao?

Draw a scoop according to the gourd.

These experiences, or immortal knowledge, played an important role at this moment.

Following the guidance of Danxin, he poured the last three points of Scorpion Heart Wood Water into the furnace.

This tree was born in a desert oasis. Every hundred years, the water in the wood's heart will sublimate.

What he used was four hundred and ninety-nine years, and he was only one hour away from sublimation.

Every time you click a little bit, the image of the alchemy furnace changes.

As soon as three o'clock fell, he suddenly opened his eyes, taking advantage of the fiery alchemy energy to wrap him up, and pointed.

Chi!

There is a stream of pure air swirling around.

I saw eight small passage pills flying out of the furnace in a row. The fragrance of the pills overflowed, and in the lingering fresh air, they seemed to be eight sparkling orbs.

Ding Ding Ding!

The elixir fell into the white jade porcelain bottle. Wu Meng followed the guidance of "White Cloud Elixir" and placed two restrictions to absorb the lingering fresh air before sealing the bottle.

"call……"

He raised his head, looked at the sunset, and breathed out slowly.

Refining this furnace of elixirs is more tiring than fighting a spell. Even with the consciousness of the foundation-building level, I feel extremely exhausted.

It is conceivable that if it is refined by a monk in the late stage of ordinary Qi training, the probability of becoming a pill is no different from that of good luck.

Fortunately, it turned out smoothly.

There were eight pieces, among which there was one top-grade piece and two medium-grade pieces!

The improvement in quality is probably related to one's own immortal consciousness.

Lean slightly.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, spread out his palms, and poured out a low-grade small channel pill. I saw that the bark of the bark is purple, like aggregation of cream sand, with a sparkling light that looks shiny and shiny.

An inverted ancient wood grain can be vaguely seen.

This also means that this elixir is taken by wood spiritual root monks in Heyuan spiritual cultivation, and has the strongest effect.

He looked at it carefully for a moment, put the pill away, and headed to the top of the mountain.

In the dim hall, the pine light clung to his forehead, as if he was deep in thought.

Today, not many disciples came for training. As soon as Wu Meng entered the hall, he lit up a few celestial stones.

The master and apprentice were sitting at the table facing each other.

"Looking at your expression, I think you have gained something."

Wu Meng smiled: "I came here today to ask Master some questions about alchemy."

"Speak directly."

He pondered for a moment and asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time: "Master, are there grades for elixirs?"

Extreme, upper, middle and lower grades are the quality classifications between the same levels. However, it is obvious that there is an essential difference between elixirs and Qi training at the foundation level. How to distinguish them?

Song Mang smiled and shook his head.

"You have only been a disciple for just over sixteen years. At this time, my other disciples in Danfeng have not even learned the "Danxin Tongjuan" thoroughly, and you are already asking about the classification..."

Wu Meng thought about it for a moment.

The consummation of my alchemy was about six or seven years ago, when I was about to go out to garrison. In other words, it only took eight or nine years in total.

But unlike other Danfeng disciples who devote themselves to enlightenment, the time he spends on this path is extremely limited.

This is the bonus brought by Yueyu Temple. In the early stage of the immortal path, it can open such a considerable gap.

anyway.

Regarding his current attainments in alchemy, Song Mang was as confused as Monk Zhang Er.

My disciple is basically in a free-range state. Although he is given some things, there is very little guidance.

Who would have thought that if he kept it, he would go to Huaqu to kill everyone...

The means are abundant, and alchemy should be abandoned.

But when I came to visit him today, I saw that his face looked serious.

Based on his understanding of his disciples, it seems that he is only one or two points higher, but in reality he is probably overestimating it by three to four points.

A look of doubt flashed in Song Mang's eyes, and he uttered two words: "Calm your Qi."

"Calm down?"

Wu Meng was startled, thinking that when the small passage pill was transformed into a pill, there was a fresh air that lingered around and never dispersed.

"That's right, refining elixirs stabilizes qi, and drawing talismans produces clouds. As far as elixirs are concerned, the higher the quality of the elixir, the more qi it will have."

He showed a look of surprise, and then asked: "How to calm the Qi? Before the alchemy was made, the alchemy was also lingering. Is it a Yi Qi Dan?"

Song Mang laughed loudly, causing the table seats to tremble and the stone eaves to fall dust.

"Qi training disciples talk about Yi Qi Dan! They are just cheap pills. I will teach you how to calm your Qi. First, look at the Qi Seed Dan root."

Wu Mengmeng thought for a while.

It's easy to understand that they gather together but never separate. Qi Seed Dangen...

He recalled the previous atmosphere of the elixir: "Does it mean that the qi is rooted in the elixir and is a part of the elixir?"

"Of course!"

Song Mang nodded happily, his disciples are smart and can make things happen with just a few clicks.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt that something was not right. He recalled the proud look on Wu Meng's face when he entered the palace earlier, and then thought about this question.

"..."

Songmang's eyelids suddenly twitched, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

He suppressed his thoughts and said calmly: "Are you refining alchemy these days?"

"Bring it to my teacher and have a look."

(End of this chapter)