Creation furnace

After walking on the mountain road for several miles, Ji Die finally arrived at the town outside the village. He came all the way to the Qixuan Medicine Shop in the town.

As far as he knew, the medicinal materials collected by several nearby villages were sent here.

A black flag can be seen hanging on the house at the door, with the two characters "Qixuan" fluttering in the wind.

The young man wearing straw sandals stood at the door, rubbed the dirt on his shoes on the bluestone, and then walked in.

That wild ginseng was indeed valuable. It was sold for two taels of silver, which was almost his two years' expenses.

Ji Die, who had a huge sum of money, bought several medicinal materials at the drug store, and also bought some rice and noodles.

Of course, I also bought a pair of cute embroidered shoes for Ping Ping, which cost ten cents.

"come out."

On the way back, Ji Die took out the copper stove again.

Then he took out the ginseng he just bought at the drug store, put it in the stove, and stared at it expectantly.

Buzz! The green light flashed again in the furnace.

As before, the ginseng, which was originally only as thick as a finger, became plump again and smelled faintly fragrant.

"With this baby, I no longer have to worry about starving to death!!" Ji Die's face was filled with excitement and he couldn't help but kiss the copper stove.

Just as he was about to take out the other two medicinal materials and try them, he suddenly saw a stream of red light crossing the horizon and falling not far in front of him.

"What fell from the sky?"

Ji Die paused and felt vaguely that there seemed to be a person in the fire.

How could a person fall from the sky?

Immortal cultivator?

Ji Die's heart was beating loudly, and driven by curiosity, his body moved towards there with steps.

Gradually, a large pit with a diameter of more than ten feet appeared in the sight.

Looking from a distance, you can see a figure lying in the pit, which proves that the person you just saw is indeed a person!

"I fell from such a high place. I don't know if I'm still alive." Ji Die stopped a few feet away from the pit and looked forward.

From this position, you can already see the scene in the pit.

The figure I saw just now was an old man. His clothes were in tatters and stained with blood. There was a large pool of blood under his body. His eyes were closed, and he didn't know if he was still alive.

At this time, he found a small flax-colored bag hanging on the other party's waist.

"Since this person is an immortal cultivator, will there be any techniques practiced by immortal cultivators?" Ji Die's heart was pounding, and he plucked up the courage to put the rice noodles aside.

Then he found a stick more than one foot long and cautiously approached the old man in black.

By the time there were three steps left, the stick could reach the small bag.

Ji Die curiously stretched out his stick and wanted to hook the bag over to see what was inside.

Unexpectedly, the old man lying motionless on the ground suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the stick, and pulled it forward with force. Wanted to pull him over.

"Playing dead?"

A chill ran down Ji Die's spine. He never expected that a person who was so seriously injured could have such great strength. He was almost pulled to his side.

Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and was always on guard. He quickly let go of the stick and retreated far away.

But he was still covered in cold sweat, as if he had been through hell.

"My friend, I am Zhang Feng, a disciple of the Qixuan Sect. Not long ago, I was chased by a villain and was seriously injured. I will die soon."

"I have the method of cultivating immortals, and I can give these to you. I just hope you can help me lay in my grave." Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the old man in black spoke slowly, with a weak voice.

Seeing that the other party seemed unable to move, Ji Die slowly relaxed and said,

"Okay, I'll come tomorrow morning to help you lay to rest."

After what had just happened, Ji Die was now very wary of the old man in black, and of course he did not want to completely believe what he said.

After all, if that's all the other party's request was, why bother pretending to be dead to trick him in the first place!

"Little friend, the method of cultivating immortals can only be taught orally. If I die, you will get nothing." The old man in black sounded obviously anxious when he heard this.

"Just now, he said that the method of cultivating immortals was within him, but now he said that it can only be transmitted orally." Ji Die sneered in his heart, guessing that the other party was in such a hurry that he might not survive tonight.

So he sat far away, waiting for the other party to return to the west, and then stepped forward to check.

The sky has gradually darkened, night has fallen, and the late winter of November is bringing with it air-conditioning.

The old man in black still had a voice at first, and he kept trying to persuade him to come forward, but in the end he gave up or died, and his voice gradually disappeared.

Ji Die was very patient and did not dare to take risks. He just waited in the cold wind with almost no sleepiness.

It was quiet all around. No one came on this road on weekdays, and no one was seen in the sky, let alone now.

When it was almost dawn, he put down the rice noodles in his arms and cautiously approached the old man in black.

There are few stars in the moon, and under the bright moonlight, the visibility is very high.

Every time Ji Die took a step, he would stop and observe whether the old man in black had any reaction.

There was a large pool of blood on the other party's body and body, which had begun to frost. His body was motionless, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be really dead.

Ji Die was not careless. With two steps left, he found another stick and picked up the opponent's bag.

This time the old man in black didn't react and didn't even blink.

Ji Die then breathed a sigh of relief, confirmed that the other party was really dead, threw the stick away, sat aside excitedly, and checked the bag in his hand.

But after some fiddling, I found that the bag couldn't be opened, and even my teeth couldn't bite it.

"Is it the same as the bronze furnace, where one needs to shed blood to identify the owner?" Ji Die wrinkled his face, thinking to himself, biting his finger and dripping his own blood on the bag.

Buzz! A faint light flashed across the surface of the bag, and the blood dripping on it quickly disappeared.

"Guessed it right!" Ji Die was secretly happy, feeling that his consciousness had established a connection with a space about half the size of a person.

Inside, you can see several sets of clothes, a blue booklet, a black token, a few plants that appear to be medicinal herbs, and a dozen white stones.

"It turns out that everything is in this bag. Could this be the immortal's portable space?" Ji Die was overjoyed. He had heard that immortals have portable spaces before, and this bag is most likely to be that kind of space magic weapon.

I don’t know if there is a way to cultivate immortality in it!

Excited under the pressure, Ji Die also knew that now was not the time to see the harvest.

While it was still dark, he found a handy stick and dug a hole nearby.

"No matter who you are, since I have taken your things, I will not let you die in the wilderness."

"Fortunately, the soil here is not too hard." Ji Die muttered, and soon he was sweating profusely. He couldn't help but shiver when the cool breeze blew.

Fortunately, before dawn, he finally dug the hole.

He dragged the old man into the pit, covered it with soil, picked up the rice noodles, and quickly returned to the village.

After a night of high tension and the exhaustion of digging holes, Ji Die was exhausted. When he got home, he ignored his hunger and fell asleep on the bed.

It wasn't until noon that Ji Die woke up in a daze.

Noticing that his stomach was rumbling, Ji Die cooked some rice and ate it, then closed the door tightly, sat on the bed, took out the bag, his face full of excitement.

"I wonder if there is a way to cultivate immortality in it!" Ji Die's heart was pounding as he studied how to take out the contents.

I found that as long as I thought about it and wanted something inside, it would automatically appear in my hand.

With the lessons learned from the previous stove, he didn't have too many surprises now, but he was still very excited.

With a thought, he quickly took out all the white stones, herbs, and the remaining booklet from the space.

Ji Die didn't know what functions the herbs and stones had. After studying them for a while, he couldn't figure it out, so he put them away.

His attention was attracted by the last booklet,

This booklet is very thin, only three pages.

After opening it, you can see six large characters written on the first page.

"Tai Xuan Jing Qi Condensation Scroll."