Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 245

Tangning came to the sect's alchemy room. As soon as she entered the main hall, a disciple on duty greeted her, "Uncle Tang, you're here. Do you still want the original alchemy room?"

For the past six months, he has come here to refine alchemy almost every day. Although the disciples on duty have changed several batches, they basically know him.

Tangning nodded, and the disciple handed him a jade tablet. The two walked through the hall and walked more than a hundred feet to the end of the corridor.

The disciple flipped his left hand, took out a red flagpole, and pointed at it. A red light hit the wall of the corridor. The stone wall moved to both sides, revealing a ten-foot-wide passage. Tangning walked straight in, and the stone wall closed immediately. superior.

Walk through the passage made of celadonite, cross the hall of flame crystal pillars leading to the fire vein, and come to an alchemy room, insert the jade tablet into the recess of the stone door, and the stone door turns open.

He walked into it, took out the mansua and blue-green flowers from the storage bag and placed them on the chopping board.Open the cabinet on the right side, take out the auxiliary medicines such as angelica, sealwort, ginseng and grind them into powder to make pills, shake the torch to generate flames, throw the pills from the through hole on the left, and the flames roast the pills.

Tang Ning observed carefully, and when it was about to disperse, put the main medicines of Mansucao and Qingyanhua into it, put her right hand on the right through hole, and used her spiritual power to melt the fire, feeling the inner pill and the main medicine of Danding Neidan with her spiritual sense As the medicine changes, the spiritual force pulls it, making the powder of the main medicine and the pill merge into one.

Tang Ning used his spiritual power to draw the powder of the main medicine through the cracked pores on the outside of the pill and penetrate into the pill. The spiritual flame inside the cauldron fluctuated from big to small. Under his control, it was baked around the pill, gradually melting its outer layer. .

After those small pinholes gradually disappeared, and the main medicine and the elixir were integrated, he put down his right hand and patted on the alchemy cauldron, and a elixir was spit out from the dragon's mouth inside the cauldron and fell into the wooden box.

He picked up the elixir and looked at it for a while, then smiled slightly, and a elixir was made.

This is the first time he has successfully refined Wan Lingdan. In the past few days, he has refined more than a hundred times and all ended in failure. Either the heat was not controlled properly, or the dissolution process went wrong. He was quite happy.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, but once you have a successful experience, it will be much easier later.

Tang Ning didn't rush to continue refining, but closed her eyes, and carefully felt the feeling when refining just now, recalling the balance between the medicine's properties, the mastery of the heat and the time to dissolve.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, picked up a Danwan from the chopping board and put it into the tripod, and continued refining.

A day passed in the blink of an eye, and when he walked out of the pill room again, the sky was already slightly pale.

Tang Ning yawned. Alchemy requires full concentration. The spiritual consciousness must always pay attention to the changes in the properties of the alchemy in the alchemy. During the refining process, spiritual power must be continuously injected to control the heat.

Therefore, the consumption of spiritual power and consciousness is not small. He practiced for a whole day, and he was a little sleepy. He went out of the main hall and turned into a light, went straight to the office of the intelligence department, and squinted on the futon on the second floor of the attic to take a rest. for a while.

At around [-]:[-], the communications department sent the file from the intelligence station, and the disciples on duty passed it to the second floor of the attic. Tangning had sensed his arrival, opened her eyes, waited for him to deliver the file, waved her hand, and told him to step back .He opened the sealed paper with the seal and signature, took out the dossier, and glanced at it.

One is from the South China Intelligence Station, and the other is from the Central Plains Intelligence Station.The dossier reported that the local cultivating family was suspected of having liaison with the Demon Sect, and described in detail the conversations between the children of those big families. They were quite disrespectful to the Taoist sect, but they were very yearning for the Demon Sect.

Recently, there have been so many reports of this kind of information, and this kind of situation is everywhere. Tangning just glanced at it and didn't want to read it again. You can't just wipe out people's families and ransack their homes just because of others' private comments!
He put the dossier into the sealed paper and handed it to the intelligence room, and returned to the cave.

In a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

On this day, he came out of the cave, on his way to the alchemy room, passed Zhucui Peak, looked down, and saw two apes playing in the mountain stream.

There was a sudden movement in his heart, for some reason, there was a very strong feeling of inexplicable throbbing, so he stopped to escape the light, fell down the mountain, and observed carefully.

The two apes were one big and one small, and the little ape was born not long ago, and the hair on his body had not yet grown fully. It was rippling in the mountains while grasping the vines, trying to keep up with the figure of the big ape.

It's a pity that the skills are immature and the strength is not enough, so they often fall from the tree vines.

Whenever it fell from the vine, the big ape would stop climbing the vine, leap forward a few times to face it, and yell, whether it was reprimand or encouragement.

Finally, once the little ape fell to the ground again, it seemed that he had lost his temper, and no matter how much the big ape yelled, he didn't get up again, and just sat there motionless.

Tang Ning found it interesting, this animal is similar to a human being, the big ape teaching the little monkey climbing skills, isn't it just like a parent teaching a child to walk?

The big ape yelled and danced, but the little monkey remained indifferent.After a long time, the big ape made a compromise and bowed its body. The little ape climbed up on its back nimbly and wrapped its arms around its waist. The big monkey jumped up, grabbed the vines, and dangled in the mountains.

The little monkey squeaked and called, very happy.

Tangning was overjoyed. She felt sorry for the little monkey who was so stubborn that he just wanted to lie on top of the big monkey and have fun.It's not like the way a child is begging for candy in a fit of anger.

Seeing them drifting away and their figures disappearing, Tangning smiled and turned around. In the afterglow of the setting sun, figures walking with swords in midair hurriedly came and went.

He seemed to have realized something in his heart, and he was in a daze.

The big ape teaches the climbing skills to the little apes in order to survive. If the little monkeys don’t learn to climb like flying in the mountains and forests, they will not be able to pick delicious fruits to fill their stomachs, and it will be difficult to escape the attack of poisonous snakes and beasts.

So the big monkey was so urgent and wanted to teach it how to climb, but the little monkey only wanted to have fun in his heart, so he leaned on the big monkey and indulged in the mountains and forests.But I don't know if I don't work hard to learn climbing skills, how can I indulge in the mountains and forests in the future!
Monkeys are like this, so why not people?There are so many monks in the world who practice hard every day and sit dry in the mountains and forests. How many of them know what they really want?
If it is longevity, the world is so big, how many people can achieve longevity, and most monks know that the theory of longevity is illusory, unreachable, and impossible to achieve, why do they have to practice for decades?

In fact, most of them are muddling along and drifting with the flow.

What is the purpose of self-cultivation?Tangning asked herself.

He recalled all the past in his life, the first time he entered the sect was because of a coincidence, he got a Duyuan house number, and he embarked on the path of cultivation in order to find Liu Ruhan.

After decades of penance, they reunited by chance, only to know that Taixuanzong was hundreds of millions of miles away, what about now?He knew very well in his heart that a giant like Taixuanzong was so out of reach for a small person like himself, and it was impossible to fight against such a powerful existence in his whole life.

Stepping on Taixuanzong, heh, it sounds like high ambitions, but it's just an excuse to deceive himself. He understands that this is impossible.

What is the meaning of self-cultivation?He never seemed to have given this question serious thought.

His eyes were dazed, and he seemed to be in the mist of the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

One picture after another flashed in his mind, the clouds gradually changed, and the pictures in his mind emerged.

...............

There are corpses all over the mountains, broken bones, and broken arms and limbs. Boys and girls staggered out of the village.

In the dilapidated Town God's Temple, a disheveled woman in ragged clothes shook her body slightly and wept silently.

The boy walked out the door with the girl on his back, and looked back at the people in the temple.

In a wealthy restaurant, the child was kicked far away and couldn't get up after struggling for a long time.

In a village surrounded by mountains, a group of half-grown children practiced boxing and kicking, full of energy.

The big red mandarin duck was laid down, and the two white bodies were tightly entangled.

In the room flickering by candlelight, two teenagers confronted each other, and one of them strode out of the room, turning his head and talking softly.

Under the Baizhang Waterfall, the torrent was like an arrow, and dozens of teenagers stood at the bottom of the waterfall, motionless.

Sitting withered in the medicinal herb garden for many years, the clouds roll and the clouds relax.

In front of Hualong Peak, the white geese died for love, and suddenly realized.

In the medicinal herb garden, the man counted the crystal clear spirit stones in the storage bag with a smile on his face.

In the dense forest with towering ancient trees, a monster with a face like indigo, hair like pearl sand, and huge fangs stood holding a trident, grinning, and came to kill with the halberd.

In the inner courtyard of the mansion, the men fought in front of the court, sternly speaking.

In the barren hills and fields, bamboo houses stand tall. A man holds a woman in his arms to watch the stars and the moon.

The bamboo raft went down the river, and the man let out a long howl and rode away on the waves.

In the cave of Jincui Peak, the spiritual power is like the sea, and the phantoms of inner demons are all present, and the sky and the earth are leisurely, and they are sublimated in one day.

In the battle between the mysterious demons, supernatural powers and spells were unleashed, and the sun was shining brightly. A man emerged from the ground, his face as white as paper.

In Feilong Mountain, wailing was everywhere, limbs and arms were all over the ground, a tall and thin man with red eyes, his canthus tearing apart, yelled and cursed.

One picture after another appeared in front of his eyes, and one by one was shattered, and finally it was frozen in that ruined temple.

The disheveled and ragged woman was crying silently, surrounded by sickly men, women and children, some curled up in the corner trembling, and some moaned softly.

The boy stepped out of the door with the girl on his back, turned his head, and glanced at everyone.

Those eyes were clear, bright and innocent, and he seemed reluctant, grateful, and deeply sympathetic.

(End of this chapter)