Chapter 31 Knowing the difference between God and man, the skill is finally completed!
Qi Wuhuo pressed the alchemy furnace with one hand, and the vitality changed. He put a lot of herbal liquid into it, and then tempered the medicinal properties and condensed it into Yangyuan Dan. In fact, his method of alchemy was not very subtle. In many places,
It also shows some immaturity and even obvious mistakes.
Among these mountain gods, there are also those who are more proficient in alchemy than him.
But when the young man raised his hand, he directly used the power of the mountain god to activate the brilliance of the sun and moon. As soon as he raised his hand, there was a majestic scene that he had never seen before.
They have been using the sun and moon to make elixirs for three to five hundred years, but they have never seen such a method just by raising their hands!
The light of the sun and moon was incorporated into the elixir. Qi Wuhuo's understanding of the elixir method only came from the general outline, but when he was refining the elixir, he suddenly had a vague understanding that the sun is yang, and yang is the heart, nature, and soul.
The moon is yin, and yin is the kidney and the essence. The Golden Crow and Jade Rabbit also refer to the sun and the moon. The two phases urge each other to go and return. This is consistent with the method of refining the essence of the soul.
How strange.
The elixir method passed down by the old man is obviously a method for refining the outer elixir, but it is also a method for refining the inner elixir.
Could it be said that in the eyes of spiritual practice, "the inside and outside are essentially one, and there is no difference between the human body and heaven and earth"?
Is it a practice method learned from the method of alchemy?
Or is it that he understood the art of alchemy from his spiritual practice?
Qi Wuhuo had a vague understanding. He felt that the method passed down by the old man seemed to be particularly good at the art of alchemy. This was not only an internal cultivation method, but also an extremely advanced alchemy technique. Even alchemy was still a spiritual practice.
Kung Fu, and practicing Kung Fu is refining elixir.
"Refining the elixir to achieve the medicine, there will only be the ashes of immortality in the world..."
"The medicine of achievement, the ashes of eternal life."
"This is not only the general outline of alchemy, it should also be one of the general outlines of spiritual practice."
Qi Wuhu understood clearly and collected the pill according to the method of cultivating the movement of breath. A strange fragrance circulated and the pill furnace suddenly vibrated violently.
The alchemy furnace is opened.
Pills flew out one after another with flowing light. Qi Wuhuo had an innate Qi state at this moment, so although he was a little hurried at first, he still collected all the pills without letting any fall outside, and said:
"This is a qi-nourishing elixir. If practitioners take it, it can enhance their own vitality."
The strong man took the elixir and changed his previous plan of just coming here to meet the mountain god neighbor. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Today the mountain master has taken over, and I have a gift for you. Please don't take it personally." He then held out a jade box, which contained a ginseng with perfect roots. It gave off a faint golden light. It was obviously not
Common things, many other mountain gods also stood up, saying that they had gifts for them.
Some brought a pair of white walls, some a famous harp, and some a sword.
But more of them are many rare treasures in the mountains, all kinds of elixirs, which are three to five hundred years old. The spiritual energy circulates. Ordinary people can get a surge of vitality just by taking one bite. People who practice medicine can swallow one and their energy will rise immediately.
After replenishing his vitality, all kinds of things were placed on the table. Qi Wuhuo did not refuse this time and used the storage capacity of the sword box to put these things away.
Tao Taigong was stroking his beard. The gift he had originally prepared was a pill, but now he paused and took out a scroll.
He fumbled with it with his palm, and then gently placed the jade book on the table under the astonished gazes of everyone.
It is made of white jade and has golden names one by one.
Tao Taigong seemed a little reluctant to leave, but finally let go and said with a smile: "This is my old man's little accumulation. It records the names and auras of many mountain gods and places in the vast area of Zhongzhou. I will not confuse you if you walk in the future. When people in the world encounter difficulties, they use magical power to stimulate this jade book. If the mountain gods and earthly creatures are nearby and feel the aura of magical power, they will come to help."
This time, the old man didn't have any philistine or calculating interests. He just bowed his hand and sighed with emotion:
"You showed me the avenue, as it should be."
"If this is not the case, I feel guilty and will not be able to make any progress after all."
Qi Wuhuo returned the gift and took the jade book and put it away.
Seeing that everyone was immersed in understanding, without saying anything, he stood up to leave. The little deer spirit noticed his movements. When he got up, the young man smiled and bent down, gently rubbing the spirit beast's head with one hand, The fingers of one hand were raised up and pressed against his lips, a strand of black hair fell from his temples, and a clear smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.
Then he said softly:
"I am leaving."
When the two guardian gods escorted him down the mountain, Qi Wuhuo said:
"As agreed back then, we will discuss the Tao every three years and start making elixirs every year."
The two god generals said respectfully: "Yes!"
After hesitating for a moment, they took a step forward, bowed their hands and said, "Lord Mountain God, we have looked down upon you because of your age. Please don't..." Before they finished speaking, when they raised their heads, they saw Qi Wuhuo. The young man in blue shirt had already turned around and left, waving his hands with his back to them, indicating that he didn't care, and took a few steps with the sword box behind him.
It was getting further and further away, already deep into the mountains, and could no longer be seen among the clouds and mist.
Do this.
The wind sends you on your winter walk.
Walking gradually, the mountains turn around, and we enter the depths of the clouds.
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After Qi Wuhuo left, he didn't just leave. Instead, he turned around and went to find Huang Jing and said hello to him. The little man got up and stood on his shoulders. The young man teased the Huang Jing with his fingers. Immediately, Huang Jing, who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, looked around with a smile: "It seems that he helped you set up a very powerful formation when he left."
"With the way he behaved when he left, you are safe enough here."
After some teasing and playing, the little man transformed from Huang Jing's vitality escaped into the ground again. The young man got up and walked along the entire mountain. He took out the gifts given to him by the mountain gods earlier, those three or five He then found a hidden place along the road, dug up the ground, and replanted these elixirs with centuries-old vitality.
These elixirs can continue to grow here.
The mountain's spiritual veins will also become stronger, and these elixirs will also emit vitality, slowly transforming an area.
Qi Wuhuo planted the last wild ginseng and watched its aura gradually spread. He exhaled slightly. When he stood up, he looked at the mountain in front of him. He came here as a young man to rely on the mountains. He survived by eating the fruits and dry firewood. He slightly cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The New Year is coming soon. Shan, I also wish you happiness."
There was no response from him.
The young man even laughed at himself.
Turning around and going down the mountain, I also picked up some pine cones along the way. The shriveled ones without any fruit are also good firewood. There are also some leftover pine cones. The weather is very cold in winter and they are not easy to rot. After a while, I picked up a basket of them. Then I wiped it, put it to my mouth and took a bite. The juice was sweet and just quenched my thirst. After talking about it for almost a whole day, even a practitioner would be thirsty.
After turning a few streets, I heard noisy sounds. As I walked further, I saw a group of people in front of me, beating gongs and drums and walking forward.
Zheng and Qi Wuhuo bumped into each other.
At first, there were several strong men carrying a sedan, and on the sedan was a mountain god statue wrapped in silk and satin.
The statue was covered with red silk and satin, with beautiful words like "All the best, the mountain god Pudu" written on it. Next to it were the officials and non-officials in the town, all dressed in silk and satin, neatly and beautifully dressed. When they saw Qi Wuhuo
Walking down the mountain, carrying a basket on my back while eating, my sleeves were stained with some black mud from the elixir I had just planted. I was shocked at first, and then a look of contempt appeared in my eyes.
On the surface, he was still polite, and he exchanged greetings:
"Oh, I said the magpies are chirping today."
"It turns out it's Mr. Qi Xiao. It's the middle of winter. If you don't stay warm at home, what are you doing in the mountains?"
Qi Wuhuo replied: "I picked up some firewood."
"Oh I got it."
"We gathered people from the entire city and made a statue of the mountain god. This is to build the statue and temple."
"Before, it was because there were no elders in Wuhuo's family, so I didn't inform you. Haha, if you have time in the future, you can come to the mountain to offer incense. After all, you are also a person in our city, and you are recognized by the mountain god.
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"Don't worry, I won't charge you for the sesame oil."
"I'll do it for you."
The Yuanwailang smiled and exchanged greetings.
Qi Wuhuo thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes."
"Good work."
"Thank you."
The officer smiled again and said: "This road is a bit narrow..."
The young man in blue shirt nodded, then stepped aside, watching many people walking up the mountain, and there were people holding large plaques on both sides. Then he looked away, continued to take a bite of frozen pineapple, and walked down the mountain with light steps.
, carrying a woven bamboo building, one hand holding the strap on the shoulder, a tit resting on the shoulder, sculpting the young man's hanging black hair on the temples.
A fourteen-year-old child walked down the mountain facing the wind, and he turned out to be two to three points handsome.
Mountain climbers.
Descendants.
When the boy walked down the mountain, he threw the remaining half of the pear to the big yellow dog that was wagging its tail at him. He waved the tit to leave. He saw the smoke coming from the kitchen in the dusk and heard the sound of shouting behind him, and said -