The talent for elixirs that Pei Feng has shown these days is indeed extraordinary. Xiao Sannian believes that if he is carefully cultivated, Pei Feng will definitely become a master of elixirs. Although the Wuwei Taoist Sect does not store many elixirs and cannot allow Pei Feng to make too many innovations, there are still many books on elixirs. After all, this is a hermit sect that has existed for thousands of years. Thousands of years of accumulation cannot be underestimated.
On this day, Pei Feng was led by Chu Feilong into the forbidden area in the back mountain. He became the first among the new disciples to enter there.
The path Chu Feilong set for Pei Feng was to introduce external skills and be blessed by elixirs. This is undoubtedly a new path in the world of cultivation. The physical demands placed on the body to break through the acquired realm through external skills are unimaginable. In the end, people must be turned into steel and iron bones before they can enter the country. Fortunately, Pei Feng's talent in alchemy was astonishing, so he could use elixirs to build a foundation for himself in the future. With the help of elixirs, it would not be impossible to enter the country through external skills.
Pei Feng looked up and saw three golden characters "Ma Gutang". Suddenly, I felt that there was something remarkable about this small hidden sect.
"Pei Feng, this is a forbidden area for our sect. From now on, you must come here often to practice alchemy. Remember not to be naughty here, and you must study the books carefully."
"Yes, Master, I understand."
Pei Feng followed Chu Feilong into Magu Hall and began to understand this place. On the east side of the first floor of Magu Hall are many rare weapon refining materials and books, and the books on the west side record the development history of Wuwei Taoism. The books on the south side are about the records of the major cultivation sects in the Western Wilderness, which also include some minor records of the major sects in the Central Plains. Soon Pei Feng followed Chu Feilong onto the second floor of the small tower, and a strong medicinal fragrance hit his nostrils. There are all kinds of elixirs and treasures here.
Chu Feilong said: "If you need any herbs to make elixirs in the future, just get them from here. Master said that all herbs used to refine high-level elixirs are open to you."
Pei Feng nodded and looked at the entrance to the third floor.
Chu Feilong said: "You can't go up there. There are restrictions on the third floor of the three halls."
"There are restrictions! Master, what is there on top?"
Chu Feilong smiled and said: "You are too curious. If I don't tell you, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well at night. There are just some cultivation instruments on the third floor of Magu Hall. In fact, there is nothing special about it. It's just... The magic weapon of our Wuwei Taoist sect is up there."
"The treasure of Zhenpai? What level of magic weapon is that?"
Chu Feilong said: "That is the mysterious weapon left by the ancestor - the Ice Soul Sword."
"Mysterious weapon!" Pei Feng was extremely shocked. He never expected that such a small sect would actually have a mysterious weapon. The levels of magic weapons from bottom to top are completed weapon, real weapon, aura, and soul weapon. Generally speaking, the magic weapons used by monks are of these four levels. As for the mysterious weapon, it is a powerful magic weapon that needs to be activated by a spell, and its power is unimaginable. Only giants in the world of cultivation can refine that kind of powerful magical weapon, which is something that can only be encountered but not sought.
Pei Feng couldn't help but wonder in his mind, holding a mysterious treasure, he might be able to fight even a monk of a higher level. Pei Feng couldn't help but get to know this master again. It may seem dilapidated, but it actually has a deep foundation.
Chu Feilong continued: "Don't try to open any restrictions out of curiosity. You will get hurt."
Pei Feng nodded in agreement.
Chu Feilong brought Pei Feng into Piaoxue Hall again. The first floor here contains various books on alchemy that Pei Feng needs, as well as some alchemy experience from his predecessors. Pei Feng saw that the books were covered with dust. Apparently no one has read it for who knows how long.
Chu Feilong picked up a few books, patted the dust on them and handed them to Pei Feng's hands.
"Pei Feng, do you know why there are so few alchemists in the world of cultivation?"
Pei Feng replied: "The monks who rely on taking elixirs to achieve breakthroughs naturally do not have a stable foundation as the monks who rely on their own practice step by step to achieve breakthroughs. Therefore, most monks will not put too much energy into elixir refining. Only those with poor talents can only Only monks who rely on elixirs to improve will study alchemy. So most people are not willing to become alchemists."
Chu Feilong was noncommittal. Then he asked: "If it is as you said, then why is the alchemist's status so transcendent?"
Pei Feng thought for a while and replied: "Maybe it's because a powerful alchemist can refine a large amount of elixirs needed for each realm for the sect. The disciples in the sect grow rapidly, and the sect will also grow rapidly."
Chu Feilong nodded and said: "You are right, but not entirely right. Although most monks believe that understanding the cultivation techniques, practicing magic powers, and understanding the rules of the realm are the top priority of cultivation. However, external assistance is also indispensable. Most people are unwilling to become an alchemist because it requires too much energy. There are too many things that need to be studied. To become a powerful alchemist requires great talent, which is more difficult than improving one's cultivation. A hundred times. This is the real reason why there are so few alchemists. It does not mean that alchemists are the helpless choices of monks with weak spiritual roots. According to legend, there was a monk five thousand years ago who finally became an immortal class through alchemy. So alchemy If you are good, you can reach the end of cultivation."
Pei Feng thought to himself: "You're the Bald-headed Immortal!" He had heard this name in his clan and his ears had become calloused. The God clan was influenced by this immortal and specialized in the art of alchemy. Pei Feng didn't know if this immortal really existed, or had existed before. But that illusory person has seriously affected my life.
"Feng'er. Don't be lazy, otherwise how could you become a person like the Bald-headed Immortal?"
"Feng'er, the immortal is watching you from above. If you can't make this batch of elixir well, don't have lunch..."
When Pei Feng heard his master mentioning this person again, he couldn't help but shudder. Fortunately, Chu Feilong probably didn't know this person's name. Not as fervently religious as the people in his tribe.
Chu Feilong took Pei Feng through the three halls, and once again told him not to approach the third floor's restrictions out of curiosity before leaving.
On the first floor of Piaoxue Hall, Pei Feng opened a book and browsed. It contains many prescriptions for advanced elixirs, as well as the efficacy and pharmacology of basic herbal medicines. He has memorized this knowledge in his clan. The alchemy foundation of the God clan is so profound that no outside sect can compare with it.
Pei Feng flipped through a few more ancient books and gained little. He knew most of the knowledge. In the end, Pei Feng was attracted by an ancient book, which was an alchemy experience left by a fifth-generation disciple. This fifth-generation disciple's cultivation had reached the soul stage and was able to refine Yuan Dan, and it seemed that he had a good understanding of elixirs. deep. Pei Feng has not yet come into contact with this level of Yuan Dan. Pei Feng took this book and read it for a long time, and found that the grade of spiritual grass needed to refine the Yuan Dan was frighteningly high. Every herb mentioned in the elixir recipe is absolutely exotic. Even the medicinal herbs required for a pill recipe need to be searched all over the mainland to collect, which is quite difficult. Some spiritual herbs only mature once every few hundred years. Even if this kind of spiritual grass is found, it will consume people to death when it matures.
"Sure enough, Yuan Dan cannot be refined by ordinary monks. If one day I can refine such a sample-level elixir, I will be a true elixir master."
Pei Feng was so absorbed in reading this ancient book that it was almost dusk before he knew it. He put the ancient books away and prepared to leave. When Pei Feng walked to the stairs, he couldn't help but glance towards the upper floor.
"There are no restrictions on the second floor of Piaoxuetang. I should go up and see if everything is okay." He comforted himself. Master has already said that the second floor of Piaoxue Hall contains some books on magical powers. Chu Feilong believed that Pei Feng's current cultivation level simply could not reach that level. So Chu Feilong didn't introduce him much. I'm not afraid of him practicing secretly. There is no spiritual power in his body, so he can't practice those things secretly.
Curiosity drove Pei Feng to step up the steps with one foot. Then he felt something was wrong, as if he was stealing from his master. He also thought that he was originally a disciple of the Wuwei Taoist sect, so he could not be regarded as stealing from his master. Apart from the clan's secret techniques, he has never learned any other magical powers. If he could really master some, it would be of great benefit to him. After several inner struggles, Pei Feng still couldn't resist the temptation. Step by step, he walked up to the second floor.
