hot!
hot!
hot!
What's more difficult than being hot is feeling tired.
Although I had simulated refining the elixir hundreds of times in my mind, I had only tried it a few times, and even then, it ended in failure.
Now that everything was truly prepared, Zhou Yan realized how difficult it was after actually doing it.
Just tempering the medicinal materials, the heat is very difficult to control.
Not to mention the timing selection in the process of matching the monarch, ministers and envoys, as well as the selection of methods for forming elixirs.
In the refining process, if you make one wrong step, all your efforts will be wasted.
Sometimes refining a furnace of pills is much more difficult for Zhou Yan than holding a heavy ruler and actually fighting a mountain beast.
"Concentrate and collect the elixirs. Don't underestimate it either. A person who walks a hundred steps is half a hundred. Are you still in the mood to have random thoughts?"
At this moment, a dull voice said.
Zhou Yan's eyes condensed and he immediately got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind.
The thumb, index finger, and middle finger of the right hand are brought together to form a phoenix tail shape.
The energy in his body stirred up, and his palms, which were originally as white as jade, swelled a few points and turned into dark red, like gold and iron.
At this moment, the lid on the alchemy furnace began to move.
The first wisp of white smoke rises from the relief of the white crane's beak on the cover.
Seeing the opportunity, Zhou Yan reached forward with his right hand, and his palm immediately turned into phantoms. He didn't care that the furnace body was hot, and he poked and slapped it, making dozens of marks in succession.
After a dozen breaths, the movement of the alchemy furnace stopped.
The eyes of the bright-winged white crane on the stove lid turned red at some point, and a wisp of fragrance like grass rose from the bird's beak.
"The pill is done."
Seeing this sign, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
Open the alchemy furnace carefully.
Three swollen green pills slipped out of it.
There are three lines faintly visible on the Danbi.
The Three-Line Qingling Pill is the top of the ordinary pills. After taking it, the physical constitution will be different. After taking it by Grandmaster Igguan Wufu, he can quickly increase his physical constitution to the peak.
Even the second level of Grandmaster has great benefits.
The only drawback is that there is a high probability of self-immolation in the body, which can range from internal heat to internal organ trauma.
But no matter what, it is a first-class elixir anywhere in the world. If the side effects are not too great, even ordinary elixirs cannot compare with it.
Zhou Yan carefully put the three elixirs into the jade bottle and put them into the empty stone ring.
"Yes, being able to refine the Green Spirit Pill is enough to show that your alchemy skills have reached the peak of ordinary people. Once you become a Grand Master, you can try to refine the Earth Pill.
It's been like this for two years. I was right about your talent. "
The dull voice echoed in my ears again.
"Without the cultivation of his master, Zhou Yan would not be able to do this."
Zhou Yan said with a solemn expression.
The dull voice was silent for a few breaths.
"If you hadn't rescued me from the cliff, maybe I would have sunk into the loess and never seen the light of day."
Zhou Yan didn't speak, he just lowered his head and continued to wipe the alchemy furnace.
He was going to make another batch of elixirs.
It is also called Qingling Pill.
The name of the elixir is very similar to the previous one, with only one word difference.
In fact, the latter is indeed an auxiliary drug for the former, which can greatly reduce the probability of its side effects.
Seeing Zhou Yan like this, his dull voice seemed a little unbearable.
"Let's take a rest."
Zhou Yan paused in wiping the alchemy furnace, and finally sighed.
"Master,...time waits for us."
When he said this, the scene seemed to appear in front of him again.
Everything you can see is black mist.
The land is cracked, the wilderness is weedy, the mountains are not mountains, and the water is not water. It seems like another world.
And people like him, fighting with their lives one by one, can only be buried in the loess and mourned by the roar of beasts.
In his opinion, any normal person would feel sad and sad when seeing that scene.
After all, things harm their own kind, let alone people?
"This matter is not something you can handle for the time being. Even if you have contact with Wangjing, after all, this is Huaizhou and it is too far away."
The voice didn't know what to say, but in the end it just said this sentence.
"I even suspect that maybe this matter was done by people from Huaizhou, or even high-level officials in the state."
Zhou Yan fell silent again and did not speak. He just wiped the alchemy furnace faster.
The dull voice said no more.
Because he knew that his cheap disciple had made up his mind.
In fact, he is ruthless when he should be ruthless, and resorts to petty tricks when he should be ruthless, but he is stubborn in the face of big right and wrong that ordinary people cannot imagine. Isn't this kind of nature what he values?
Otherwise, if it had been anyone else, he would not have worked so hard to teach and impart all he had learned.
"The most important thing to pay attention to when refining the Qingling Pill is the tempering of the Qingling Grass. A little more heat will make it thicker, and a little less heat will make it thin. Therefore, it needs to be tempered for nine times..."
As if not talking about the previous matter at all, the dull voice began to explain the refining of the Qingling Pill in a soft voice.
A smile appeared on Zhou Yan's face.
While wiping the alchemy furnace, he kept all the tips in mind.
If outsiders saw this scene, they would be extremely surprised.
Because from beginning to end, Zhou Yan was the only one in the yard.
It was as if he was talking to himself.
.......
Hooray.
It's the New Year's Day, and the cold air penetrates my heart.
This winter, for some reason, is colder than in previous years.
At this time, both sides of the spacious official road were faintly covered with a layer of white frost. When the cold wind blew, it blew on people like a knife thrown towards them.
It's straight to the bone.
An ordinary carriage was speeding along the official road.
The cart was driven by two horses, the kind that were so old that their eyes were cloudy and their bellies were as bloated as water bags.
The carriage style is also ordinary, and the mottled marks on it all show its age.
Qingshi opened a corner of the curtain, carefully observed the external situation, and then immediately put it down.
This is already the eighteenth time within one stick of incense.
Reviews take place every two minutes.
No wonder he was cautious.
They have suffered too much since being hunted by the Black Buddhism.
No matter where they fled, the other party could always find them, appear suddenly, and kill them suddenly.
First they were those who were in the Destiny Realm, then they were half-step masters. Last time, even the masters were sent out.
If it hadn't been for some kindness in the temple and the help from several brother temples and other courtyards, they would have been killed by others long ago.
But even so, they could only flee like bereaved dogs.
For the current plan, the only solution would be to escape to Huaiping.
After all, as the capital of a state, where the imperial court was the most powerful, he didn't believe that the black Buddhist monsters would dare to act recklessly.
But what Qingshi didn't understand was how Brother Qingye, whose strength was no greater than that of Fang Fang's breakthrough master, got into trouble with the demons of the Black Buddhism.
Wasn't he on duty in a foreign land?
Many times he wanted to ask, but every time the words came to his lips, he could only swallow them.
Seeing each disciple and brother die, I felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Senior brother, we are about to enter the Huaiping Plain. What should we do next? Should we enter the city and enter the Lingxi Villa?"
After reciting a Buddhist sutra in a low voice in his heart, Qingshi raised his head and looked at the gray-robed monk in front of him and asked softly.
Sitting in the front seat, the pale Qingye slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly.
"Almost there?"
While sighing, he seemed to be recalling the bitterness of this journey before his eyes.
There are hundreds of warrior monks, so far there are no more than ten big cats and kittens.
Beyond the courtyard wall, the branch of the Great Zen Temple spread out. Perhaps it is not an exaggeration to say that it has disappeared since then.
Just thinking about what he saw that day, he was frightened and determined at the same time.
"That's all, go directly to the Lingtai Mountains and arrive at our sect first. Then we will take advantage of the situation and stay in the mountains. Just in time, I will realize that I am a bandit, greedy, angry, stupid and conceited, and the golden body is indestructible. ,
On the mountain, you are also qualified to build a temple and open a temple. "
In Buddhism, an Arhat is a master, a Bodhisattva who is fully enlightened, and a Bodhisattva whose heart is connected to heaven and earth is a great master.
As for the Dharma body, the Dharma form is the Buddha, and after that, it can be called the Great Enlightenment.
With his current status as a master, he is indeed qualified to build a temple on the mountain.
When the remaining novice monks heard this, they were surprised and delighted.
But while Qingshi was happy, he was also a little uneasy:
"Senior brother, why is this happening? Is it possible that even the Lingxi General Hospital cannot protect us?"
All that's left is how big of a problem you've caused.
"It's not big or small, it's just that for some things, if it's still a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, then I don't dare to gamble."
Aoba said softly.
Still prevaricating.
This matter was so important that he didn't even dare to tell the abbots of his brother temples and other courtyards, let alone his junior brother who was only in the Destiny Realm?
Sometimes the more you know, the more dangerous you are.
Qingshi is naturally not stupid, and is even more confused and uneasy in his heart, but at this time he can only believe Qingye's words.
"I heard that experts have been sent to the mountain to support me, but I don't know who they are. If they are ordinary Arhats, they may not be able to catch them..."
He was still a little worried.
"I have clarified the importance of the matter. Based on my understanding of Tianzun, this will not be the case."
Qingye said warmly.
In the year when he took over as the abbot, he was taken to Lingtai Mountain by his master and met Li Shenxiu once.
"Besides, we are about to arrive in Huaiping now. We expect that the other party will take action, so it is certainly not possible for him to be so arrogant. If you be careful, you will be fine."
He continued to reassure.
Qingshi thought about this and nodded.
Soon, everyone closed their eyes and meditated.
It took about another stick of incense.
"Senior brother, there is an inn ahead. Let me replenish some dry food and feed the horse along the way. Although this rogue can hide his identity easily, his legs are really weak."
Qingshi looked at the banner with the word "wine" flying high in the wind beside the official road not far ahead, lowered the curtain and said.
He said with some regret.
If they had changed to a better horse, they might have been able to reach Huaiping two days earlier.
It's just to hide their whereabouts and for safety reasons, that's all.
In fact, in addition to changing to the old horse carriage, they all also used disguise methods, which was completely different from before.
"Be careful, and leave after replenishing the dry food. Go to the next inn and see if you can buy a few more horses and try to reach our sect as soon as possible."
Aoba reminded in a low voice.
Qingshi naturally understood the truth and nodded heavily.
Soon, everyone got out of the car.
This is a pretty big restaurant.
After a cursory glance, there should be nearly twenty tables.
As soon as the horses were tied up and before they entered the house, they smelled a faint aroma of wine.
Not to mention, it smells pretty good.
Perhaps it was precisely because the wine was so good that there were already many people sitting in the restaurant at this time.
There are more than 20 tables, and a dozen of them are seated.
A jar of wine was placed on the table, and the aroma of wine overflowed. The firewood in the central brazier crackled, as if in response to the bragging and spanking in the store.
Very lively.
Seeing Qingye and his group of seven or eight people, the young man with sharp eyes immediately came forward to greet them.
"What would you like, gentlemen? Good yellow rice wine and freshly braised beef are all our specialties.
If you are hungry, the freshly made noodle buns are also very filling! "
The waiter was very eloquent and said with a smile.
As he said this, he wanted to welcome everyone into the store.
He just took two steps forward and found that the people behind him were motionless, with their brows furrowed.
He looked towards a corner of the store.
The waiter was startled and followed his gaze.
There was a table in the corner, and there were also several people standing there.
At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he realized something was wrong.
He immediately backed away with a pale smile.
Aoba looked at the man.
"With a red face and big ears, green hair and crazy swordsmanship, I never expected that senior Zhao Dongze, who is known as the Yaksha of the sea, would also wade into this muddy water."
Although his tone was still calm, one could hear the weakness in it.
He looked at the person in the corner with complicated eyes.
His stature is extremely tall, about two meters, but his body is not majestic, and he is even a little thin.
In the middle of winter, he only wore a short shirt, and his two exposed arms had shriveled muscles. He really didn't look like a strong man.
It's just a face as red as a jujube, earlobes as big as a Buddha, and a head of lazy blue hair. For some reason, it makes the viewer feel unreasonable heart palpitations.
And when the name of Qingye Chuhaiyaksha came out, the Hakka people who originally had this illusion finally realized it.
One by one, they stood up and stepped back with fear on their faces.
Zhao Dongze, the Yaksha who goes out to sea, has a great reputation, but it seems that he has a very bad reputation.
When he was young, he was born into a fisherman's family, so his family background was naturally not good. There was only a widowed mother in the family, so the young man was naturally bullied.
But once when he went to sea, he was fought over by his peers and fell into the water. He accidentally received a inheritance and started to prosper from then on.
That’s all.
The most frightening thing about him is his mother-killing.
After having an unexpected encounter, Zhao Dongze, due to his childhood experiences, can be said to be unscrupulous and lawless.
Naturally, I offended many people while growing up.
Once someone threatened his mother and wanted to force her to submit.
When he returned home, he immediately killed his mother with his own hands. Then he came to the house and killed all the enemies, the whole family, and the surrounding neighbors.
Since then, he has become more unscrupulous and unscrupulous. He has continuously made breakthroughs in his realm. He has gained a great reputation in the Taihuai River area and has become known as the "Yaksha of the Sea".
"It is indeed Master Aoba."
Zhao Dongze looked at it carefully and suddenly grinned:
"We actually bumped into each other."
Qingye didn't say anything, he just made a Buddhist salute.
"Since Senior Zhao knows the poor monk, he naturally knows the origin of the poor monk. There is Huaiping not far from here, and there is a spiritual platform behind Huaiping. Senior, you should be careful when doing things."
"Prudent? I don't get all my skills from being cautious."
Zhao Dongze smiled when he heard this and held the blue sword beside him behind his back.
"Since you know Lao Tzu, you should know why I am here. The master is also a smart man. He has practiced closed-mouth meditation.
If he had been more obedient on this trip, the few bald donkeys behind him might have had a chance to survive. "
Aoba was silent.
He did not expect that the Black Buddhism would be so powerful that it could even invite Zhao Dongze.
It is said that this Yaksha who went to the sea reached the realm of Bodhisattva several years ago.
He is the real big bandit in the Taihuai River realm.
"Well, if I don't go to hell, who will?"
Qingye chanted the Buddha's name and took a step forward.
As he spoke, he glanced at the bluestone behind him.
Qingshi was stunned, and suddenly felt something was stuffed in his hand.
"Then please ask Senior Zhao for advice and see if the poor monk can see the evil aspect of Yaksha."
He was already seriously injured, but now that he has become an Arhat, he has fulfilled his dream of martial arts.
Entrusting everything to Qingshi can be regarded as living up to the cultivation of Lingtai Sect.
Therefore, stepping forward this time is a good opportunity to experience higher-level martial arts.
"I haven't seen Zen Master Qingye for several years. Although his level has improved, he is still as aggressive as before..."
Suddenly, a neither high nor low voice came.
The tone is ordinary, but it is like a sudden thunderstorm, exploding in people's ears.
A gust of wind blew open the curtain at the door.
Lin Mo walked in from the door wearing a black cassock. Although there was no movement, Qingshi and others spontaneously gave way.
He chanted the Buddha's name.
"It's been two years since we last met, but it seems our relationship is still unresolved."
Lin Mo looked at the pale Qingye and suddenly laughed.
This is an old friend.
Li Shenxiu is right.
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