On the 9th day of the first lunar month of Tianyun Jihai, the master of Fuluan Temple, Chang Qingren, had perfected his merits and deeds. The founder of the temple received the imperial edict and returned to his class to join the sect leader. He paid homage to Sanqing in purple robes.

On the 16th, Fuji returned.

All the disciples in the contemplation cried with joy when they saw it. Their hearts were calm and their hearts were at peace.

In front of the ancestor's shrine, Taoist Master Guangqing succeeded him as the master of Fuluan Temple and took charge of his disciples.

It was night, and the candlelight in Xuanyun's room stayed on all night.

The next day, Master Chang Qing left and Fuluan Temple reopened its gate.

Some devout pilgrims arrived, and when they heard that the master of Fuluan Temple had left, and saw that the temple was filled with joy, they were greatly surprised.

The story spread throughout the country and became a popular story, becoming more and more popular!

…

There are many folk festivals in the first month.

Rumor has it that a long, long time ago, there was a severe drought in a certain place for years and there was no harvest. The court was still pressing for taxes and bullies were rampant. A warehouse official, who could not bear the people to suffer from hunger, changed his sons to eat, so he opened a warehouse to release grain.

"Light the lamps everywhere, burn the incense everywhere, make rice dumpling soup; take the broom, sweep the east wall, and fill the warehouse with food for every family."

Whoever invented this elixir either knew it but didn't know why;

If you use the Child-Returning Pill to restore yourself to the time when you were a child before you were born, you will be able to cultivate again when you have the Taoism in your body.

If you are not careful, you will destroy the material.

Is this an oath?

This is begging for life!

Unexpectedly, Mo Chuan was about to look away when his eyes flashed, but he saw the vegetation behind the shrine shaking.

This day is the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month - the Warehouse Filling Festival.

Therefore, one portion of the elixir is tenfold.

The most important thing is that this guy knows how to do business. He has to die to make this oath?

Mo Chuan thought he could boil the stone and produce it. Unexpectedly, under Yuan Qi's pouring, the phosphorus, fire and earth did not move at all.

The God of Cang who belongs to Chen Jiaofu!

"Haha, interesting and interesting!"

This is not difficult for Mo Chuan. Refining the ingredients required for each elixir is what he is best at.

The seemingly extremely precious phosphorus fire earth is the catalyst.

Using the incense as a mirror, I saw a dark, lean young man, covered in blood, holding a broken knife, kneeling on one knee in front of an abandoned shrine beside the mountain road, gritting his teeth and swearing.

It can be said that it has been taken to an extreme.

But this does not mean that Liu Miao Tang is easy to deal with.

He simply put down the elixirs, calmed down his Qi, and went to practice.

Mo Chuan reached out to pick it up, and his hands were bone-chilling, as if they were made of ice.

"how?"

"Human energy is limited after all. Taoist friends study alchemy and then tea ceremony. It is somewhat difficult to balance the energy. If you like tea ceremony, I will send someone to send some when I return."

This Child-Returning Pill is of immeasurable value to him.

After Chang Qing returned to the Taoist furnace, he had not rested for a few days when he was ordered by his master to carry incense and repay the wishes to the people.

There is no other reason. As the level of his circle increases, he can't always treat guests with the green frost ancient vine tea given by Red Pheasant, right?

After a long while, he suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth and said:

Because the refining process is very difficult, only a few powerful people can enjoy it.

Red Pheasant covered his mouth and chuckled, pushing away the easy-to-get profit.

"Roar!"

"I hope you won't have to worship God Cang anymore in the future."

"Oh, it's just a joke. Fellow Taoist is so serious and cute!"

So it is better to cultivate it yourself.

However, when he tried to cook a few portions of core medicinal ingredients, he was confused.

The snicker did not answer, but suggested.

There was a flash of hesitation in Chi Pheasant's eyes, but he still placed the bamboo slips on the table in front of Mo Chuan.

It should be noted that the Wanli Jinghuang Cave God System is divided into two major factions. The Sixteen Miao Hall is in charge of the core area of ​​​​Jinghuang and is very exclusive, almost like locking the country away.

"That's good. In that case, I'll take my leave."

In the pottery bowl in the hall, there are three pillars for offering incense, and green smoke curls up and down.

However, when the idea first occurred to him, he accidentally glanced at the incense stick, and it was this glance that stunned him.

——He thought, but he didn’t even drink the tea?

I happened to be nesting in the Yangshen Temple, practicing Qi and alchemy.

"Tsk, it seems that the tea stuffed out by this poor man is still seven points short of heat!"

Unexpectedly, he mixed Qiu Shi into it again, and after tossing it for a long time, he was surprised to find that the real medicinal material was Qiu Shi.

Regardless of the taste now, let’s first raise the Yuanqi index and let it be considered its status.

This discovery made Mo Chuan stunned for a long time, and he cried out in his heart: "Fuck you."

On the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month, another stick of incense came to my face, followed by the sound of people chanting something.

Because the phosphorus fire earth is tempered by the Yin, it is extremely difficult to melt, and when it melts, it evaporates easily.

This young man looks like a member of the world at first glance, so he doesn’t want this kind of incense!

Its effect is similar to that of Zhuyan Dan.

——Cure decay, remove pain, and return the marrow to childhood.

From Jiumin in the south to Youzhou in the north, spanning Jin, Yun, Hebei...the three states, there are seven or eight types of priests, large and small, ranging from small villages to large city walls, all of which have authority to touch, which is awe-inspiring.

It turns out that one of the elixirs is called Phosphorus Fire Earth.

I didn't expect that Red Pheasant would be so straightforward after the bargaining failed.

This is reflected in the elixir refining process, which is an extremely complicated process.

After Mo Chuan finished reading, he raised his eyes and asked.

This cream is the required elixir.

After being very quiet and thinking about it, I went to Shoushan Mountain to cook the herbs and extract the essence of the herbs.

Therefore, if something goes wrong, the plan to use alchemy to create a golden body may really backfire.

[Fifth product·Rejuvenation Pill]

Mo Chuan frowned, and became more and more frightened as he watched. It was not until the end that he let out a breath.

Mo Chuan was stunned in place for a long time.

——The loss of alchemy has been calculated long ago.

Unexpectedly, not long after entering samadhi, a stick of incense curled up.

After some research, he had to admit that what Red Pheasant said was true. Most of the ingredients for Huantong Pill were relatively common, while only three or five were very rare.

By then, the potential is there and it is possible to break through the bottleneck.

That was Chen Jiaofu, the head of Shanqi Village, Guqi Town, Cangxia City, chattering.

"Walk slowly."

In addition, the reason why Huantong Dan is ranked in the fifth grade is not because the elixir materials are precious, but because the number of elixir materials involved is very complicated.

"Not even 10%." Mo Chuan let go.

The process sounds simple.

Mo Chuan watched the tea reception at Wanchao Cave.

The lean young man's eyes flashed when he saw this.

I saw him holding a broom made of bamboo silk, mumbling something while cleaning the walls of the house, occasionally sweeping away a spider or two, with a happy face.

Mo Chuan, who had long been accustomed to all kinds of catchy proverbs and prayers, subconsciously asked Chang Qing to come over.

"It is indeed the best sword in Lingnan! Little scorpion, your life is worthless, but the soul you have raised with your skill in practicing swords must be good! In this way, I will help you avenge your grievances, and you will sell your soul to

how do I?"

But Mo Chuan didn't expect that the God of Canglin whom Chen Jiao worshiped would actually be on his body.
To be continued...