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Chapter 869, Alchemy

In the back mountain of Maoshan, among the three mysterious swords of Maoshan, Pingfeng Zhenren rested for three days, burned incense and prayed, sacrificed to the ancestors, caressed ghosts and gods, set up 36 incense burners, 108 dried silks, and 18 huge butter candles to open the furnace to refine alchemy.

Maoshan is mainly practicing Shangqing Sutra, which is the evolution of Huangting Sutra, which mainly practices by preserving the spirit and conserving the energy. However, the art of alchemy is the "Alchemy Book" written by Ge Hong himself, which uses karma fire as the life force, and is responsible for refining Yin residue.

Qin Kun and everyone have been resting these days. One afternoon, a roar suddenly came from the back mountain behind Maoshan, and the friction sound of the copper furnace opening echoed all over the mountains. Many people were surprised, and this sound caused a great shock to the earth.

At the Taoist temple on the side of Fuyu Mountain, bricks and tiles fell from the dust. Wang Gan's heart skipped a beat. He looked at everyone and looked at Qin Kun, and asked, "Is it just an earthquake?"

“Not like.”

Qin Kun shook his head. Just as he remembered the sound of the sound of the ground, Qin Kun felt that he seemed to have communicated with the earth in an instant, as if something was touched near the direction of the Songling Spring.

Wang Gan was curious: "What would it be if it weren't for an earthquake? Why did it make such a big noise?"

It was the afternoon sunny, and everyone noticed that birds were hovering over the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain and chirping in unison. The mountains and forests, trees and even flowers and plants swayed in the wind. A purple mist rose in the mountain stream, soaring straight into the sky. After being stirred by the wind, it seemed like a fairy fog hovering on the mountain peak.

Nie Yuxuan took a sip of wine, looked at the strange phenomena in the sky, and said: "The purple air comes from the east, thousands of birds circulate in the sky, hundreds of trees bow their heads, and flowers and plants bow their heads. This is a sign of auspiciousness. This is not an earthquake. It is clearly the old men in Maoshan who have begun to refine alchemy!"

At this moment, in the Dan Cave, Pingfeng Zhenren's sleeves were blowing without wind, his index fingers rose up, and his middle fingers were clenched out, and his arms were exposed. A surging spiritual power surged out from his body, scattering his hair. At the same time, thirty-six burners of cigarettes filled the cave, and one hundred and eight dried silks were tightened to cut off the giant butter candle.

In an instant, Pingfeng Zhenren grabbed the void next to him with his right hand and started with a pottery sword. Then, his left hand reached into the blue smoke and grabbed a ball of flame. The flames burned out, and three pieces of talisman paper appeared. This talisman was very different from Wang Gan's talisman paper. This was a "talisman seal". The talisman was the command of the gods, and the seal was the list of the gods.

Pingfeng Zhenren muttered something.

"Shangqing gave me talismans, and the emperor asked for seal (zhuan)! Purple Qi Xuan Palace, borrow my spiritual official!"

"Maoshan Gansi Rolled Karma Fire, Eighteen Secret Demons to Refining the Heart!"

"Disciple Qiu Huaqing, please ask the Huode Star Lord to leverage his power!"

Pingfeng Zhenren is now like those charlatans in the world, and the liars are no different, with their hair disheveled, not only pinching magic tricks, muttering words, but also stomping on the ground with one foot and shaking their heads with high frequency.

The three talismans are invited to the Qinglingbao Heavenly Lord, the two are invited to the Yin Cao Fengdu Emperor, and the three are invited to the Three-way Fire Destiny Star Lord.

Then, three talismans were raised by Pingfeng Zhenren, and the pottery sword accurately pierced the talisman. The talisman quickly turned into ashes and circled in the cave with the blue smoke.

In the middle of the cave, an ancient cauldron suddenly ignited a fire. The flames in the furnace blew, and the heat steeped. The cover of the furnace was lifted open by the sword of Pingfeng Zhenren. The alchemy materials that had been prepared were thrown into the furnace one after another.

The Master Zhui Lei, who was protecting the Dharma, opened two porcelain bottles at the same time and quickly poured the liquid inside into the furnace.

The originally smoke-filled cave was a little hot. As the liquid poured into the furnace, the temperature dropped sharply, as if it was falling into an ice cellar, with goose bumps everywhere, and then countless screams of vagueness came.

The scenery in the cave changed bizarrely. The liquid poured into the furnace was the ghost generals caught in the Eighteen Prisons, so the illusion in the cave appeared one after another. Pingfeng Zhenren looked heavy, and looked at the Zhui Lei Zhenren and Chi Tong Zhenren, and said seriously: "Please ask the senior brothers and brothers to protect the Dharma."

The two of them solemnly replied: "According to the command of the leader!"

The Pingfeng Zhenren, who was refining the alchemy, dared not be careless. The yang energy on his body and the karma fire in his body control the furnace temperature of the alchemy furnace.

There are hell around, and countless ugly, gloomy, and terrifying ghosts appear.

In this chaotic world, the black wind storms, the stench swells, the bloody smell and all kinds of negative emotions are coming like a tide.

The three of them fell alone into this world and seemed insignificant.

The magic weapon in the hands of the Thunder True Man is a peach magic wand. This stick was once a thunder-striking wood, and was obtained by the ancestors of Maoshan, and has been passed down for seven hundred years.

Seeing countless ghosts in this world, smelling the fragrance of elixir, I immediately pinched out the magic trick, swept away with a stick, and snorted coldly, "Is it a mere evil man in the underworld that dares to be confused by me with my little tricks?"

These ghost shadows are composed of the disorderly combination of the consciousness of those ghost generals. Maoshan Taoism uses the blessings of the gods as its practice. What is the god? It is the self-consciousness. These ghost tricks have no effect on the thunder-chasing true man with a firm heart in Taoism.

The same is true for the Red Copper True Man on the other side. The magic weapon and treasure money in his hand is pierced with red lines, or a talisman sword in his hand, or a arms wrapped around his wrist. Those guys in the illusion are not enemies of one combination at all, and the first wave of ghosts that came to him were quickly resolved.

The Chi Tong Zhenren was breathing a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard a sound of breaking through the air behind his head. He turned to find that his senior brother Zhui Lei Zhenren held the peach wood stick tightly and swung it to him.

"So brave!"

The copper coins in his hand were wrapped around the neck of Zhui Lei Zhenren like a saw chain. With a force, the sharp copper coins directly snatched Zhui Lei Zhenren's head.

The real person of Chi Tong smiled disdainfully. The body of the real person of the Lei Chasing True Man on the ground disappeared, and the real person of the Lei Chasing True Man appeared not far away.

"Junior brother, I just saw that you were distracted for a moment, and your heart is not in trouble?"

Chi Tong Zhenren replied: "Don't worry, senior brother, I don't take these ghost tricks seriously yet."

Those ghost generals were originally at the end of their power, and the destructive power formed by the transformed things was extremely limited. The two of them protected each other next to the Pingfeng Zhenren. After clearing three consecutive rounds, there was no messy Mirage Spirit who dared to attack them voluntarily.

In the furnace, the elixir Pingfeng had already appeared. From beginning to end, the two ignored everything around. Seeing that the elixir Pingfeng was controlling the elixir, they paused in a daze, and they suddenly felt something was wrong. Only blood appeared in the eyes of Pingfeng Zhenren. Then they showed a neurotic smile, and the Tao Jian, who had originally controlled the fire, stabbed towards the Chi Tong Zhenren without any warning.

"Senior Brother, Master!"

The magic weapon treasure money in the hands of the Chi Tong Zhenren turned with his wrist. The copper coins were connected to each other and turned into a shield to block the sword of Pingfeng Zhenren. At the same time, he shouted at the Lei Zhenren, "Senior Brother, wake up the soul!"

The thunder chaser understood, and the peach god staff swung down in the air and hit Pingfeng's shoulder blades, but it steadily stopped in Pingfeng's ears. Then a abundant spiritual power turned into thunder in the palm of the palm, and slapped hard on the peach wood staff.

This peach wood stick made of thunder-striking wood, like a loudspeaker, quickly expanded the thunder in the palm of the palm. With a rumbling sound, Pingfeng Zhenren shuddered all over. His nervous smile and the blood red in his eyes quickly faded away. Cold sweat broke out behind him, and he nodded to the two, "Thank you for your help from your senior brothers!"

...

No one outside knows all the thrilling things in the cave.

Qin Kun and his group on Fuyu Mountain saw that the direction of the Yongling Spring was like a large incense burner, and fog kept gushing out, but just now it was a piece of auspicious purple air, but now it suddenly became gray. The birds circling in the sky also made miserable wails and flew everywhere.

Qin Kun didn't know how to refine alchemy. He looked at Mr. Ge who was basking in the sun on Fuyu Mountain and asked worriedly, "Mr. Ge, nothing will happen to this alchemy, right?"

Ge Zhan Lao Shen said, "I don't know either. However, Maoshan has been the birthplace of the Danding Sect since ancient times, and no matter how it is, it will never go wrong with such things."

Everyone here is not proficient in alchemy, and the word "elixir" is said to have disappeared at the end of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. No one of the three seniors in Maoshan could refine the alchemy.

But not long after, the gray fog on the Yongling Spring suddenly faded. The purple aura appeared again, and with the auspicious appearance just now, everyone on the mountain who saw this purpose was relieved at the same time.
Chapter completed!
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