Jin Guang looked down at him and said slowly: "Beyond Sumeru, there are many countries. The land is so vast that you don't know its borders. As a teacher, I only know a few things..."
"This Feishizhai is the righteous...righteous and evil path of the Great Chu Kingdom. It is huge in scale, attracting people's spiritual charm, and makes people feel like puppets. The soundless and silent door is the sect of the Nanping Kingdom that goes beyond the Sumeru Vein. It is a small sect, and it is said that it specializes in absorbing people's energy, but as a teacher, I have only heard about it and have never seen it. But it doesn't matter, my Jinxian Sect is the Tao of Alchemy. As long as you know the symptoms, it is not incurable."
He didn't tell lies, he just didn't tell them all.
Feishizhai is indeed a sect within Dachu, and it is very large and a famous and authentic sect.
As for the Sound and Silent Sect, this sect is indeed a small sect. It does not enter the court and only goes to the market. It is indeed not large in scale.
But the problem is that although Feishizhai is far away, it is large in scale. If they really discover their Jinxianmen kidnapping, if they want to kill chickens to scare monkeys, they can come to Xumi Vein no matter what.
The Soundless Silent Gate is small but very close. Besides, no matter how small it is, it is still bigger than the three melons and two dates of his Golden Immortal Gate. If you touch them, you can still kill them.
This is also the reason why Jin Guang slandered the dead Zhao Yuanhua and Wang Qizheng just now.
He cleared his throat and said: "This person has no aura, so we need to find something that can liven up people's hearts and boost people's spirits. We should use Zhenzhicao, Shengengen, Astragalus, Yaksha Gallbladder, Water Demon Brain... .”
He listed more than a dozen medicinal materials in succession, and then continued: "The medicine for treating voiceless and silent glottis includes loquat leaves, Fritillaria, kelp, aster flowers, cockatrice throat, ghost wind..."
Song Yin listened and nodded, seeming to have memorized everything. It wasn't until the golden light stopped that he raised his head and asked, "Master, is this a prescription?"
"Ah...yes, the elixir recipe that I prepared myself in my early years. The former is a 'refreshing elixir' and the latter is a 'qi-enhancing elixir.'" Jin Guang said quickly.
He didn't know what kind of elixir this was, so he was talking about it casually, but the medicinal ingredients were not fake. The former was indeed refreshing, and the latter was for replenishing qi and relieving coughs, and mixed it with other spirits he had heard of and seen, and it was done. .
Anyway, the Sumeru Channel doesn’t have these things, so if you want them, you have to get them out.
If he gets out, he can run away.
But just in case...
"But these are only auxiliary drugs, which are available from the outside world. There are also the most critical main drugs. The main drug of the refreshing pill is 'Zhuo Xin Cao', and the main drug of 'Yi Qi Dan' is 'Dragon Throat Bone'. They are all in the world. It’s hard to find, but I happen to know that Xumi Vein contains these two main herbs.”
Jin Guang said with a smile: "With Pingdingshan as the boundary, the former is a thousand miles to the south and the latter is three thousand miles to the north. There is this medicinal material!"
Song Yin nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Master, where are your tonics?"
"Disciple, my master is going to give you a test. You have my mantle, and you have the entire "Golden Immortal Great Alchemy". Then I will give you my master's tonic. Refining elixirs is not just superstitious about elixir recipes. This is Alchemy formulas are constantly being refined as they are discovered. So as long as we understand the properties of medicines, we can create them. As a teacher, you are the master of this tonic. After all..."
Jin Guang looked at the big alchemy furnace and said meaningfully: "The big alchemy furnace is enough!"
Taoist's tonic is human elixir!
He doesn't know what tonics are. He has a weak foundation and cultivates himself well. How can he have the energy to find tonics?
Apart from the Great Medicine Pill and the Human Pill, he didn't want to refine any other pills.
Except for the pill recipe that he just made nonsense of, everything else is true. When he chose the site to locate the sect, he had a good run in Xumi Vein and knew which places were dangerous. These two places were the most dangerous.
It would be impossible for Song Yin to survive if he went to these places. In this case, he might not have to give up his Pingdingshan inheritance.
At that time, when he is fully recovered and can use the three corpses to transform into divine fire, there are so many mortals under the mountain. If he takes some great medicinal pills and then makes them into human pills and swallows them, he might be able to build a foundation.
When the foundation is built, all the nutrients raised on the mountain will be swallowed up. By then, the world will be so big that he, Jinguang Taoist Master, can go anywhere.
To put it bluntly, he is not recovered yet, and Song Yin has survived. Then he has to collect other medicinal materials, and then he has to go outside. At worst, he will pack up and run away.
No matter how you calculate it, he will not lose any money!
"Great Alchemy Furnace..."
Song Yin looked at the alchemy furnace, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he nodded heavily: "Disciple, I understand! When disciple has finished repairing it, we will go down the mountain immediately!"
"Well, just understand. By the way, bring your two junior brothers with you..." Jin Guang said with a smile, "I'm waiting for your good news, master."
Song Yin cupped his hands and turned to leave, but Jin Guang thought of something again and suddenly said: "Disciple..."
"Huh? Master?" Song Yin turned his head, "Any other instructions?"
"that..."
Jinguang Qi Ai said: "I brought your Hunyuan True Spirit with me on this journey, which can be regarded as a help. The master's poison has been cured and is no longer needed."
He will die if you keep him any longer!
Don't fail to plan when the time comes and you will be swallowed alive.
"Yes, master!"
…
The sky was dim and the sun was setting, leaving behind a blush that illuminated the Zongmen Square in fiery red.
The disciples, who had worked hard all day, returned to the mountain weakly.
It wasn't like this before. The main reason is that today's workload is too heavy. The senior brother left a mountain of materials for them to sort and identify. Even though each of them is a Qi practitioner, and they are a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, facing this huge workload is not the same. We are stretched thin and exhausted at the end of the day.
"But I'm so damn tired."
Even Wang Qizheng, who had advanced cultivation, wiped the sweat from his head, looked back, felt something was not right, and took a breath: "We used to go up the mountain like this?"
Just behind him, his fellow juniors were arranged like a small long dragon, which looked awkward.
So neat.
"You ask me and I ask who to go to."
Zhang Feixuan rolled his eyes and sighed again: "Just get used to it."
Wang Qizheng clicked his tongue, glanced back twice, and finally shook his head: "How damn weird!"
As soon as a group of people arrived at the mountain gate, they suddenly stopped and saw Song Yin sitting cross-legged in front of the steps outside the main hall, seemingly waiting for them.
As if sensing someone's arrival, Song Yin opened his eyes and said calmly to them: "Sit down."
Without saying anything, everyone hurriedly ran to the center of the square and sat in a neat cross-legged position.
Sun Jiubei, who was last, even though he had not yet refined his Qi, still followed the example of his senior brothers and sat cross-legged.
Song Yin's eyes darkened slightly and he glanced around the crowd, "When I returned to the mountain during the day, I saw that there were still people chatting during your morning classes..."
Wang Hu in the crowd couldn't help but shrink his neck and lowered his head, as if he didn't want Song Yin to notice.
"Too lazy!"
Song Yin shouted, making everyone tremble slightly.
"You only have one or two hours to refine your qi, but you don't cherish it and are always lazy. When will you be able to take charge of yourself like your second and third senior brothers? If you don't take charge of yourself, how can I, the Golden Immortal Sect, be able to do it alone? Carry it forward? Huh?"
These words made Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng straighten their backs inexplicably.
They didn't know why they had to straighten their backs, but they always felt good about being praised by Song Yin...
I feel quite confident.
Song Yin looked at them and sighed helplessly: "Master has important things to do now, and he has no time to care about you. As the senior brother, I should pay attention to your practice, but I also have important things to do recently, and I will go down the mountain soon. I will go down the mountain for the time being. I can’t follow you.”
These words made everyone feel relieved again, but soon they became angry again.
"So... during my training period, I will be a little stricter. You were supposed to practice the alchemy method in the morning class, but from now on, you should also practice more in the evening class, and strive to be with your second senior brother as soon as possible. Same as the third senior brother."
"Brother!"
Zhang Feixuan was so frightened that he stood up straight away, his hair standing on end, "I just returned to the mountain, do I need to fix it..."
Whoosh!
Before he could finish his words, Song Yin turned into a white shadow and ran directly between Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng. He didn't even need to touch them. He just turned his hands into palms and aimed at them from a distance.
Seeing this gesture, Wang Qizheng's eyelids twitched, and his big, rough face was almost twisted into a ball. Just when he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, the white air flew out from Song Yin's palm, forming two thick pillars, which instantly enveloped them. Two figures.
Soon, the familiar scream that had not sounded in the square for half a month finally started to sound under the watchful eyes of the trembling juniors.
