Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 50 Condensing the elixir to become an elixir

The current royal family has been in charge of the Heavenly Realm for four consecutive dynasties since the founding of the country two hundred years ago.

But at present, the highest combat power is only Shao Tianhou and a few other top-notch ones.

Not only the Zhaixing Pavilion, which had helped, was trying to get involved, but Huixuanmen and Jingtianzhuang were also quietly encroaching on the royal power.

Given the current situation, it is difficult to say whether the next generation of emperors will be named Xiao or not in another forty or fifty years.

This is why Xiao Minghuang is so eager for Wu Meng to come down from the mountain.

Xiao Minghuang was worried.

After hearing Song Moping's question, he just shook his head casually: "No progress..."

"He was still bitten to death without any knowledge. There is no point in further interrogation. With the methods of the Torture Division, even if he changed his story and said he met a god, can you believe it?"

Song Moping said without thinking: "Why don't you believe it?"

"Do you want to become an immortal?" Xiao Minghuang asked.

Song Moping lowered his eyes: "I just want to see if there are really immortals in this world..."

The next day.

The owl thief's confession was taken to the imperial study room.

According to the confession, he confessed to colluding with the Taifu and killing the late emperor in Jiang Xiushan.

In the early years, the Taifu had forcibly seized the imperial concubine and gave birth to the 'eldest prince'. After the late emperor broke through to heaven, he was worried that the matter would be exposed, so he persuaded the queen to commit suicide and purged those who knew about it.

Many years later, when the Grand Tutor was about to grow old and frail, he suspected that the late emperor had seen through what had happened, so he created a conspiracy with Jiang Xiushan and coaxed him into the mountains. He first poisoned him and then laid an ambush, killing the late emperor before he could escape in time. Then he encountered Jianghu Tianjing, and was eventually executed...

This is the whole story that Xiao Minghuang pieced together through his confession.

It is also the only reasonable explanation for the entire Jiang Xiushan incident so far.

It's a pity that until his death, the owl thief was unwilling to sign his confession.

Half a month later, the imperial court issued a sea arrest document to search and destroy 123 places of the Jianghu sect "Xianglanxuan".

Three months later, the head catcher finally discovered the owner of Xianglanxuanxuan in a secret stronghold somewhere. He had committed suicide by taking poison for a long time.

The portrait of the master of the pavilion was rushed to Beijing, and it was confirmed that it was indeed the maid who served the queen at that time.

Over the years, he secretly provided the Taifu with thousands of beauties.

With this evidence, the collusion between the Owl Thief and the Grand Tutor became an ironclad case. Even the pickiest officials in the court could not find any problem.

And it has troubled the Jianghu and the imperial court for many years...

Set off an endless war...

Creating countless joys and sorrows...

The Jiang Xiushan incident that changed so many original intentions and destiny...

This concludes the coffin!

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"Teacher, I always feel like you never grow old."

In Jueshan, in Daocang Pavilion, Jiang Shanshan clenched his chin and stared at Wu Meng with heroic eyes.

Four years later, at the age of fifteen, her body bones have fully grown, and her whole body is tall and upright, full of heroic spirit.

Her eyebrows also seemed to be a different person. After the baby fat faded away, the sharpness between her eyebrows became even sharper, as if she contained a little bit of the stars from the sky.

She is already tall and graceful, and Wu Meng, who is nearly forty years old, is still young and handsome.

If he didn't have a calm and calm temperament, no one would believe him if he said he was a twenty-year-old boy.

Wu Meng was counting the hours at this time, and various medicinal materials were lined up on the table beside him.

Rhinoceros horn, twenty-year-old white water vine, three-corn grass, some spiritual water...

Further forward, there is a fat pill furnace with a round belly and a cloud pattern.

After years of searching, the required medicinal materials were finally collected from the ancient prescription donated by Wang Shisong. Unfortunately, there were only three portions and they could not withstand mistakes.

Wu Meng devoted himself to research for more than half a year and completely understood the elixir.

Today was the first time he had started the furnace, so he was inevitably a little nervous. Naturally, he had no time to talk to Jiang Shanshan.

The first is to adjust the body and mind.

Wu Meng concentrated and spoke calmly.

First, I went through the essence of the Danfang's key points in my mind several times, and then began to sense the world.

Wind, sunshine, rain and dew, insect chirping, flowing time...

All factors that can be perceived need to be incorporated into the body and mind and integrated into one.

This step is called alchemy heart.

It determines the upper limit of the elixirs opened this time.

The more complete the elixir heart is, the more factors can be composed and arranged in the mind in an orderly manner, the higher the quality of the elixir produced.

As for technical means such as igniting fire and controlling it, extracting medicine and extracting slurry, it is often referred to as alchemy.

Determines the lower limit of elixir. Both are equally important, both focus on talent, and neither one can exist without the other.

Wu Meng stayed here for several hours.

By the time his loyalty is gradually established, the time has passed.

The furnace is open today...

Stop the fire.

Not only that, if some medicinal materials are exposed to water, dew and sunlight for a long time, their medicinal properties will change.

To some extent, it is a loss.

Wu Meng shook his head and laughed.

Over the years, whether it is martial arts or economics, he has been able to handle them with ease and success.

Today's alchemy was actually the first time I suffered a setback in these years.

There are some issues that have not been taught in the Danfang.

Some are difficult to understand and even harder to implement.

Fortunately, his understanding is not low, and he can at least find the problem and try to adjust it.

Shaking his head, he sat down at the stone table and poured a few cups of fruit tea to quench his thirst.

It was dark now.

Jiang Shanshan had already gotten into the house, but he didn't forget to light a lamp on the stone table.

Wu Meng looked up at the maple tree.

The light flickered, lost in thought.

More than half a year ago, Yimu Sheng's energy finally triggered the Yin Que and broke through to the cathode.

There is something strange about this evolution.

A little spiritual seed was born, which was contained in the foundation of the physical body. Wu Meng named it 'Greenwood Seed'.

However, once the seeds are planted, no matter how they are 'watered' with Qi, there will be no change.

A few days ago, all the true energy in his body was transformed into Gang. Even if he touched it with Gang Qi, there would be no response.

The matter was temporarily put aside by Wu Meng.

The seasons change.

Another year.

This year Jiang Shanshan went down the mountain to practice, and Wu Meng secretly observed him for several months.

Not long after returning to Jueshan.

This day rises up and opens the furnace.

Unexpectedly, Danxin, which had been tried several times but failed, was finally refined by luck.

He made a fire to make elixirs.

While controlling the firepower, various medicinal materials are put into the furnace according to the heat and time.

It lasted for less than half an hour, and a plume of green smoke came out from the gap on the stove top.

Wu Meng extinguished the flames with one palm.

Turn on the stove.

I saw seven or eight black pills lying in the heart of the furnace, with extremely irregular shapes.

A strong burnt smell assaulted his nostrils.

The loyalty is far from rounded, and the techniques are even rougher.

Failure is inevitable.

Wu Meng was in a slightly depressed mood. He frowned and picked up the pills. When he picked them up, he found that there were two small pills that were barely showing their quality.

Picking it up and smelling it, he opened his eyebrows and smiled.

It barely became two pills.

The quality is considered to be the lowest among the lowest.

Is this considered a successful opening?

Wu Meng did not dwell on this issue. He packed the pills in a porcelain bottle and processed them again the next day through the alchemy technique.

I saw that the originally black pill pills revealed the dark blue pill skin, and the shape became regular and round, with a faint fragrance of pills floating around.

One month later, Wu Meng went down the mountain again.

Among the several bandits who robbed him along the way, he selected a second-rate man to test the elixir.

After this person took the elixir, his eyes slowly closed.

When he leaned slightly, his eyebrows suddenly shot up, and his eyelids kept shaking, as if a dreamer was experiencing a nightmare.

(End of this chapter)