Chapter 136 Lingyuan Pill "It's true that it's harder to see him in the capital, but it's not like there's no chance of seeing him at all." The third brother said cheerfully, "You may know that except for the first disciple, all the other disciples of our Fuqiu Temple have to go down the mountain. The capital is such a prosperous place, and before the dynasty changes, other brothers don't know about it, so I will definitely go and take a look. Otherwise, if the world changes, even if the capital is not ravaged by war, the next emperor may move the capital somewhere else. It's better to take a look, take a look." "That would be great! I heard that our Taoist temple is less than two miles south of the city. You can see it when you leave the city. If you come to the capital, please come and have a chat." "Great, great! Now we have a place to stay in the capital!" "Hahaha……" A group of Taoists sat and chatted under a pine tree. In the next two days, Lin Jue took the three Taoist priests from Mount Qiyun on a tour of Mount Yi. They visited several Taoist temples of the Lingfa School, expressed their gratitude and reported the results. The three of them walked so much that their legs were sore. After seeing them off, winter arrived. Yishan is getting colder day by day. Gradually it started snowing heavily again.
Even the pine trees in the Taoist temple are covered with ice crystals, and the ground is covered with snow. There are often footprints of various animals. Sometimes, just by pushing open the door, you can see the sea of clouds, which is so beautiful that it seems like something out of this world. People from the mountain often come to ask for help in exorcising demons. The world is indeed becoming more and more chaotic. In fact, when encountering demons and ghosts, people in those days would report to the government for handling. Therefore, there were many strange stories about soldiers exorcising demons and officials examining ghosts. These officials were often considered upright and powerful. So much so that many officials later used some means to fabricate such stories to gild themselves and increase their political achievements, making it seem that they could exorcise demons and examine ghosts, and that they were good officials who were not afraid of demons and ghosts and had no guilty conscience. So this rumor is half true and half false. Generally speaking, in times of peace and prosperity, there are fewer incidents of demons and ghosts, and they are often just minor demons and ghosts. The government is more willing, more courageous, and has the spare capacity to deal with such matters. The situation is the opposite in troubled times. There were more and more incidents involving demons and ghosts, and the demons and ghosts that came out to cause trouble became more powerful. On the one hand, the government was unable to cope with it, and on the other hand, the court was often corrupt from beginning to end before it collapsed, and the officials did not want to care about it. Therefore, many people come to ask for help this winter. There were both poor people and wealthy families in the village, and even more were businessmen. The master also collected some thank-you money from them, most of which was given to Lin Jue by the master to feed the silver-eating ghosts. Before we know it, it is another cold winter month. There was a stove in front of Lin Jue, and on the small table next to it were two wooden sculptures, both of which were tall and strong human figures. He was holding a small hammer, resting on the anvil, and gently hammering a tiny gold bead. The beads are very small, not even as big as millet. There was a tinkling sound coming from the house. He quickly beat a small bead into a tiny fish scale. Lin Jue took it and looked at it carefully, then took out another piece to compare, to see if the size and shape were the same, and if the thickness was uniform. He adjusted it again and then put it into a small bowl on the ground. The bowl was already half full of the same scales. Then he picked up the tweezers and picked out a small red-hot bead of the same size from the furnace. "Ding ding..."
This is armor for the bean soldiers. "hiss……" Lin Jue suddenly shuddered, frowned, and said without turning his head: "I told you, you are not allowed to practice exhaling cold air in the house. You can only do it in summer." "Hey?" The fox behind him stared at him in confusion. "You need to practice outside." "?" The fox turned his head and looked outside. Even though the doors and windows were tightly closed, I knew it must be snowy and freezing outside. It's so cold! Go out and practice? Foxes are not stupid. Fuyao shook his head, turned around and vomited to the other side. As I was vomiting, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Do you feel a little heavier? It must be because I exhaled too much and I am a little tired. The fox thought so. That’s all for today’s practice. Lin Jue was still busy, and the jingling sound continued. During this period of time, apart from routine practice and cooking, I have been practicing the magic of "Mountain Pressure" and making bean soldiers. He learned the spell "Mountain Falling" faster than he originally thought. It was probably because this spell was originally an earth spell, and it borrowed the spirit of the mountain. During my last trip down the mountain, I had been carrying the mountain god token with me, so I could naturally feel the spirit of Yishan. Yishan is one of the most spiritual mountains in the world besides the legendary three mountains and the five mountains. After I returned the mountain god token to the mountain god, this feeling was interrupted, but the gains I had realized during that period of time did not disappear immediately, but became one of the roads I had walked and became my own gains. With those insights, learning the "mountain pressing down" technique was a piece of cake. Even the "fossil method" has made a lot of progress as a result. The weather has been too cold recently and it is not suitable to go out, so I stayed in the house and made bean soldiers carefully. Now it is time to make the armor. The armor and weapons of Dou Bing were not made of the spiritual gold bestowed by the mountain god - Lin Jue had intended to use it, but after telling his third senior brother, the third senior brother said it was a waste and inappropriate. It happened that he went to the city to eliminate monsters and met a monster with some Taoist skills. He also got some spiritual gold and gave some to Lin Jue, and Lin Jue also gave him some of the mountain god's spiritual gold. It was said to be the fragment of the furnace used by the ancient emperor to make elixirs. In fact, it was not a powerful spiritual gold. It was only used by the ancient emperor to make elixirs and was touched by the spiritual charm of the golden elixir, which made it more extraordinary. Today, it is considered a relatively high-quality spiritual gold, but the top spiritual objects are always created by nature. And this process is actually quite interesting. Carving bean soldiers is like doing art, and creating tiny armor is like making some kind of handicraft. Besides being fun, being immersed in it and not making mistakes is also like a kind of spiritual practice. I was so absorbed in my work that I didn't notice a stream of grey smoke slowly seeping out of the drawer beside me.
The gray smoke floated in the air and turned into a big-headed ghost. When Lin Jue noticed something strange and turned around, he saw the big-headed ghost standing timidly beside him, bending over with his head lowered, holding a elixir in both hands and raising it above his head, looking very well-behaved. "Real, real person, elixir, elixir." "Ok?" Lin Jue first looked at the pill, then looked at it again: "Have you recovered from your injury?" "Recovered, recovered." "No need to be so timid and respectful." Lin Jue stood up with a curious look on his face and took the elixir from its hand. "According to Master, this is an equal exchange. We feed you silver, help you heal your wounds and provide you with shelter, and you swallow the silver and spit out the elixir, which can be regarded as helping us practice. We also have something to thank you for." "Yes, yes, yes..." The Silver Eater was still very respectful: "This is the first Spiritual Yuan Pill I spit out." "Let me see." Lin Jue held the pill and examined it carefully. It was a silver-white pill that looked like silver. It was about the size of a thumb and felt very heavy, but it was not as heavy as ten taels. The pill had a mysterious aura and its surface emitted mist. It seems very magical. "This pill has no impurities, it is the purest spiritual essence pill." The silver-eating ghost said, "Thanks to the silver in the temple, it was obtained legitimately, without a trace of impurities." "You should rest first." Lin Jue held the pill in his hand and decided to show it to his master first. So he held the pill and walked out. With a creak, the door opened. About a moment later, there was another creaking sound and the door opened from the outside again. The Taoist in thick clothes came back and sat by the stove again, still holding the pill in his hand. He looked at it again for a moment, put it to his mouth and licked it gently. The taste is complex and has a spiritual flavor. The next moment, he put it into his mouth without hesitation. As soon as the elixir entered his stomach, he immediately felt spiritual and energetic. Lin Jue closed his eyes. Cultivating Taoism is a mysterious and complex matter. It is not simply about absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy, and practicing Taoism is not just about having deep magical powers. Therefore, this pill is also not simple. In addition to the strong spiritual energy, it also has its own mysteries. This mysterious existence may be the origin of silver and the reason why the mixed and filthy air in the mouth of ghosts will affect the quality of the pill. Lin Jue felt the ancient book being activated, it was an indescribable feeling. But at this time, I am more focused on comprehending the mystery. The fox walked around beside him, sometimes looking closely at him, sometimes stretching, sometimes yawning, and playing with its tail.
It was unknown how long it had been before Lin Jue opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was the face of his own fox, which was almost right in front of him, staring at him curiously. "Go play somewhere else." Lin Jue reached out and picked up the fox, put it aside, then returned to the bed. First take out the ancient book and open it. There is a new spell in the ancient book—— The art of expelling cold is a method of expelling cold air. With the Water Yin method, practitioners can exhale cold air, which can turn water into ice, form frost in summer, and freeze people into sculptures. Beginners can exhale cold air from their mouth, which feels icy to the touch and can relieve the heat. After learning more, they can melt water into ice. Cold air can hurt people. Advanced people can turn their cold air into ice when it touches the touch. A powerful person can make the whole city snow with a breath of cold air. This was vomited out by the fox. It was evidence that the fox had breathed cold air at him. However, Lin Jue doesn't plan to learn it for the time being. Because there are more and more spells in ancient books, and his time and energy are limited, since his own fox knows it, he can focus on other spells first. So I turned another page. "Wow..." Silver Spirit Pill, also known as Lingyuan Pill. In the art of alchemy, gold, silver, lead, mercury, cinnabar and jade have their own uses. Among the elixirs that use silver as the carrier, the most famous one is the Silver Spirit Elixir. Its recipe is complicated and mysterious, it takes a long time to refine it, and it even has strict requirements for the alchemists. It can be used by those who have not yet achieved the state of being a true immortal. Eating it can increase magical powers and spiritual attainments. Depending on the level of one's own spiritual attainments, one can eat one to three pills a month, but no more than three pills. However, there is another kind of Silver Spirit Pill, which is the Silver Spirit Pill spit out by the Silver-eating Ghost, one of the two ghosts in the alchemy world. To refine the Silver Spirit Pill, pure silver is required, and it must not come from any illegal sources. The same is true for the Silver Ghost, and it cannot consume too much silver in a month, otherwise the quality of the pills produced will vary. However, there are often greedy people in the world, so the quality of the Silver Spirit Pills spit out by the Silver Ghost varies, and must be carefully distinguished. "really." This silver-eating ghost is right. This feeling…… I think if a decent cultivator obtains it, even if he covets the elixir, as long as he takes his cultivation into consideration, he will not ask for too much or do anything immoral or lawless. "One pill a month..." Lin Jue felt that his own state at this moment had indeed improved a little. Although it was far from rapid progress and could not compare to the elixirs in the mountains, it felt like a lot. I wonder how the demon king eats it. But he doesn't plan to eat too much.
It’s not that we don’t plan to do it, it’s just that we don’t have enough financial resources. Although the reputation of Fuqiu Temple has spread more and more in the past two years, and since the turmoil of the demon king this year, the mountain has become more and more chaotic, but the Taoist temple can only get a few dozen taels of silver a month, sometimes even less. Starting from the next pill, it will be handed over to the master, and then he will distribute it to the brothers. It would be good if each person could get one pill per month. "just……" At present, it is best for one person to take one pill per month. Lin Jue shook his head and saw the fox opposite him staring at him. He said "It's not delicious" to it, then he held the paper and listened carefully. It contains the complete formula of Lingyuan Dan. Indeed, the materials used are complicated and extremely fantastic. Maybe in the future, Second Brother will be able to refine it himself. Lin Jue thought so, sat up, and prepared to move to the kitchen to warm up before asking Fifth Senior Brother for advice on medical skills. (End of this chapter)