No wonder this Weasel valued this Qi Gathering and Spirit Nurturing method so much; it turns out it was because of the Pill Formula for Alchemy that came with it.
He Xiuyuan lowered his head and carefully read the ancient book in his hand before he finally understood why this Weasel regarded this Daoist magic so highly and even wanted Songfeng to help him comprehend it.
If he could fully comprehend it, he would be able to start his own Alchemy furnace and refine Medicinal Pills to increase his Dao cultivation.
However, if He Xiuyuan mastered this Daoist magic, it should also significantly increase his Dao cultivation.
Thinking of this, He Xiuyuan couldn't help but be moved.
"Fellow Daoist, I'll make a copy of this Daoist scripture to take with me. How about I give you this original one later?"
He Xiuyuan raised the Daoist scripture in his hand and said to Songfeng, who was standing nearby.
Songfeng came back to his senses upon hearing this and quickly nodded.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist. You only need to give the copy to this humble Daoist. This original Daoist scripture is what you obtained, so you should keep it."
Songfeng quickly spoke, his tone exceptionally serious.
He Xiuyuan heard this, thought for a moment, and did not refuse.
It was just content on paper; whether it was the original or not wasn't really that important.
Thinking of this, He Xiuyuan and Songfeng went down the mountain together. A moment later, they found an inkstone, ground some ink, and He Xiuyuan picked up a brush, preparing to re-copy a portion.
As He Xiuyuan gently lowered the brush towards the inkstone, the brush suddenly tilted to the side, like a proud little girl, directly turning its body away.
He Xiuyuan lifted the brush and saw that there was no ink on it, slightly startled. Then he dipped it in ink again.
This time, He Xiuyuan and Songfeng saw it clearly: the brush directly twisted, adamantly refusing to touch the ink. From its appearance, it seemed to find the ink somewhat dirty.
Songfeng was dumbfounded at this sight.
He had previously seen how extraordinary the whisk in He Xiuyuan's hand was, and now, looking again, he realized the unusual nature of this brush even more.
Seeing this, Songfeng was naturally filled with astonishment.
"Fellow Daoist, is this... Magic Treasure sentient?"
Songfeng hesitated when he saw this, then finally asked.
In his opinion, this brush seemed truly sentient, as it knew to avoid the ink.
However, seeing the brush as clean as new, its unwillingness to touch the ink also seemed plausible.
He Xiuyuan listened to Songfeng's words and secretly marveled in his heart.
He didn't know how Crane Brother got this brush; it was truly extraordinary.
However, at this moment, there was nowhere to find another brush. This inkstone was borrowed from someone else. If he were to buy a new brush, He Xiuyuan didn't have that much silver on him.
Thinking of this, He Xiuyuan pondered for a moment, then said to the brush in his hand, "I'm borrowing you to copy a Daoist magic. Don't be so coy. I can't possibly go borrow another brush, can I?"
He Xiuyuan spoke softly to the brush. The brush moved slightly. The bristles, which had been spread out, moved slightly at this moment, then settled back down.
Songfeng was instantly astonished at this sight. This thing was truly sentient!
This He Fellow Daoist has truly amazing abilities.
Songfeng thought of this, his gaze fixed on He Xiuyuan, his eyes full of shock.
He Xiuyuan saw that the brush had finally settled down and nodded with satisfaction. Then, after dipping it in some ink, he quickly began to copy.
After spending some time, He Xiuyuan finally finished copying all the content of this Daoist scripture.
Since neither of them had any silver, the paper used for copying was yuxintang paper.
Although it was a bit painful, what could they do when neither of them had any silver?
And at this moment, Songfeng also saw the yuxintang paper in front of him.
Seeing this, Songfeng couldn't help but exclaim, "This is yuxintang paper, isn't it?"
Songfeng looked at the paper in front of him and couldn't help but ask He Xiuyuan.
He had been down the mountain for quite some time, and in these years, he had also come to know this so-called yuxintang paper. This paper was very expensive.
For He Xiuyuan to use this paper for copying was truly extravagant.
"Yes, this paper was given to me by a wealthy family previously."
He Xiuyuan nodded, then handed the copied Daoist scripture to Songfeng.
Songfeng took it, weighed the paper in his hand, a hint of emotion on his face.
"This time, I truly thank Fellow Daoist. If not for Fellow Daoist, I fear this humble Daoist would still be played by that demon."
Songfeng lowered his head and looked at the Daoist scripture in his hand. At a quick glance, he discovered that the Qi Refining Method written on it was quite different from what the demon had given him.
This scene also made Songfeng secretly rejoice.
Fortunately, he met He Xiuyuan; otherwise, he didn't know how long he would have been deceived by that demon.
Not to mention, that demon also harbored ill intentions towards him.
"No problem, we are all fellow practitioners. It's only natural that I wouldn't stand idly by."
He Xiuyuan waved his hand upon hearing this. After putting away the ancient book, he prepared to continue towards Mount Shi Fang.
Meanwhile, the brush that He Xiuyuan had set down, seeing that He Xiuyuan didn't seem to be planning to use it again, suddenly flicked itself, shaking off all the ink from its bristles. In an instant, it became spotless again.
"This time, having obtained this Qi Refining Method, this humble Daoist also needs to return to the temple to Cultivate in peace. From your appearance, it seems you are also leaving?"
Songfeng thought of the Weasel from before, a hint of emotion in his heart.
During this period, in order to sell dried grass, he had even neglected his Cultivation. He felt it was time to return to seclusion, Cultivate properly, and then carefully comprehend the contents of this Daoist scripture.
"Yes, I also need to go to Mount Shi Fang to comprehend some Taoist magic."
Mount Shi Fang?
Songfeng was slightly enlightened upon hearing this. From the looks of it, He Xiuyuan's Daoist temple should be on Mount Shi Fang.
"This humble Daoist's temple is the Qiyun Temple on Lianyun Mountain in Yongzhou. If Fellow Daoist has time, I hope you can come and sit for a while in the temple in the future."
Songfeng bowed, hoping He Xiuyuan would visit his Daoist temple if he had time.
He Xiuyuan secretly noted down the other party's Daoist temple upon hearing this, then nodded, "I've remembered it. If I have time in the future, I will definitely come and sit."
"Then, let us part ways here."
Songfeng bowed to He Xiuyuan upon hearing this, then turned and strode away.
He Xiuyuan smiled as he watched the other party's departing back, then packed his things, re-hung the brush on his waist, and also got up to leave.
This place was not far from Mount Shi Fang; it should only take a few more days of travel to reach Mount Shi Fang.