During this period of time, Yi Shuyuan has already read "The Magic of Alchemy". He read it roughly for the first time and will take it out and flip through it when he has time.

This book is the work of a sorcerer passed down from generation to generation. In fact, most of the content is okay. It strengthens the five elements and replenishes yin and yang, returns the innate vitality, and transforms the spirit in the body.

But there are also many aspects that are very absurd. For example, using the breath of a zombie as medicine is too absurd, and the pursuit of specialness is too much, and the medicine used in elixirs also falls into an extreme.

However, from the perspective of an immortal cultivator, Yi Shuyuan can identify many fallacies at a glance and can easily think of the real solution.

The elixir prescription also lists the probabilities of achieving various elixirs.

Among them, the so-called "Must-Cheng Dan" lists a lot of exaggerated materials, such as Zenith golden lotus seeds, snow python snake gallbladder and Huanyang grass.

These are all rare treasures in the eyes of ordinary people. Many of them are actually legends, and it is not certain whether they exist or not.

You can directly skip this so-called Bicheng Dan recipe, as it is all about the balance of Qi.

On the contrary, the following elixir recipes had merits, and many of them made Yi Shuyuan's eyes light up. The book even summarized some rules of the aura of heaven and earth.

Yes, it is actually difficult for a warlock to perceive the fluctuations of spiritual energy. Even if some of the magicians' spells can induce spiritual energy to help, they do not bring about changes from a truly visible and controllable perspective.

"Back to Immortal Chang, the poor monk has been listening to Buddhist scriptures and practicing Buddhism here since the day the temple was built. He has never done anything harmful to heaven and earth. It has only been 700 years, and he has witnessed the rise and fall of Yi Shu Yuan Yuan several times.

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"Master, are you hungry?"

"The poor monk once received enlightenment from the Venerable in a dream, and he can be regarded as a living disciple of Yayoi King of Light Buddha!

Xiang Shanchan didn't reply, he was just tasting the food, and Hui Mian continued.

Of course, it was also the reason why I stayed in the guest house in order to read the book instead of eating, but I knew no one would come over.

After saying that, Xiangshan Zen picked up a piece of vegetable leaf and put it into his mouth. Although it was a vegetarian meal, the taste was very wrong. It was obvious that a very small amount of time had been put into making it, making it look very bad.

After a while, the monk arrived behind Xiangshan Chan. The former also put down his book and looked up at the visitor. Seeing this, the monk quickly stood up.

Xiang Shanchan stood up from under the futon and returned the greeting to the monk, but the former immediately turned sideways, daring to receive it head-on.

But the monk used a ray of spiritual thought to pay attention in front of him. I could clearly hear that kind of behavior that was actually not rude, and I staggered when I heard it.

"Little Master Zhaoli, Yi is about to have dinner. Xiangshan Zen thought about it and said.

Entrusted by the Bodhisattva? A lowly monk with no virtue?

Moreover, the book does not only cover stone production and refining methods, but also does not include the requirements and preparation methods for alchemy furnaces. It is also worthy of careful reading.

At this moment, no monk was walking towards the guest house.

Xiangshan Zen chewed the food in his mouth and swallowed it, using chopsticks to pull the food in the bowl to one place, his expression was as if he was not thinking.

"The Immortal didn't disturb me while he was having a meal, so the poor monk took his leave first!

As soon as that thought came out, the monk felt inexplicably excited!

When staying in a temple, the fast food in the temple is obviously also an important part. Xiangshan Zen has not heard some overnight guests saying things like "clean oil and water filter out dirty water", so many people in the guesthouses in that area are going there one after another.

Entered the dining hall.

When it comes to Xiangshan Zen, I don’t want to worry about it alone. I really want to say that all the Buddhists and monks in the world regard themselves as disciples of the Buddha.

"That's good, that's good. Thank you, Immortal!"

"Master, you have brought you food!"

Xiangshan Zen sat under the futon at the door with a book in his hand, like a Confucian scholar immersed in a book, because he was so serious about reading that he only thought about tea and rice.

His excitement was suppressed again. The monk closed his eyes and thought for a long time, showed compassion, and chanted the Buddha's voice while holding the Buddha's rites.

"Why didn't the Immortal ask this?" "Master, here it is!"

The monk suppressed his emotions and showed a calm face, and answered with a smile.

The monk put his hands together and bowed again, stood up and walked inside.

"Very good, very good. You, the Buddha, are merciful. If an immortal needs a lowly monk like that, a poor monk is talented. Although the Buddha's Dharma is low, he may be able to help!"

Dan Shu ran to the far side of the guest house, and suddenly found that there was no monk-looking person at the door. He walked faster, and kept staring at the monk as he walked. He just protected the rim of the bowl with a pair of big hands to prevent the food from falling out.

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"It turns out he is a disciple of Master Yayoi. Yi is disrespectful!"

"Yes, is that so..."

Having said that, Xiangshan Zen saw that although the monk's majestic Buddha light loomed, and there was a Buddhist aura under his body, the demonic aura above the Buddha light was clearly visible.

I tried the tofu again, and it actually tasted a bit meaty, but it was obviously due to seasoning rather than actual meatiness.

Shaking his head, Bao Bingzhi placed his chopsticks under the vegetable leaves and prepared to eat. Such a big event made waves in his heart.

Because of this, Xiangshan Zen will also take it out and look through it in his spare time.

I also had this interest in Xiangshan Zen and found out that Yi Shuyuan Temple is obviously a special Buddhist temple. Since it is located above the eyes of Yayoi King Buddha, there is no Buddhist Dharma to care about it.

"There are not many people who are sure to carry a human life on their backs. Look at what a pure place Yi Shuyuan Yuan is!

Although the Confucian scholar's aura is obvious, first of all he may be a mortal. He bows to him every time he bows slightly, and even shakes the Buddha statue covered with gold foil. How can we detect such an existence?

"That little master has been practicing in Yi Shuyuan Yuan for a long time, right?"

"Forget it!

"Master, you still told me!"

The monk put his hands together, held the Buddha beads between his tiger's mouth, bowed upward, and bowed respectfully to Xiangshan Zen.

A child's voice is raised, and normally it will be heard.

"I, Xiangshan Zen, as I have said before and after, am just a storyteller in the world of mortals, and also a passer-by who stays overnight. I will welcome you, right?"

Hui Mian also got out, jumped on Xiang Shanchan's shoulder and said loudly.

Bao Bingzhi took the rice bowl and looked at the monk opposite.

The monk felt a little uneasy when he saw Xiang Shanchan, and then heard the former ask.

The monk then sat cross-legged under the futon. From the corner of his eye, he glanced under Xiangshan Zen's knees and saw the seven-character book cover "Stones are born with wonderful things", and his heart skipped a beat.

"Little Master, leave quickly!"

"It's not because of my background, it's just that it's appropriate. I hope you can forgive me!

"Master, who is this monster?"

The monk's tone was slightly slow, and Xiangshan Zen showed a smile.

"But because the poor monk has a bad background?"

The man behind my eyes is an immortal. The so-called "Bao Bing Miao Jue" should be the secret skill of the immortal elixir cauldron, which is also the legendary method of refining the elixir!

Bao Bingzhi was slightly startled, a disciple of Yayoi King of Light Buddha? How dare you say that!

"Little Master Zhaoli, he has been practicing Buddhism for a few years. According to his opinion, how can there be no humble monk with little virtue?"

However, combined with some experiences in the book, it can be concluded that the aura of heaven and earth is constantly changing. With the seasons and winds, it is necessary to find favorable locations to refine elixirs to increase the success rate.

"Have you ever met Yayoi Venerable?"

The monk looked like he was in his seventies, with a round and shriveled face. He had no beard from his head to his chin, but his beard looked very soft and not thick. He wore a special brown monk's robe, but it showed

This is the same magnanimity as the monk Fangri.

The monk's voice was fast and logical. Xiang Shanchan listened patiently and then asked a question with curiosity.

The monk hurriedly looked away, daring to look away. The monk clasped his hands together again and bowed.

"The immortal is joking, how dare the poor monk not have such thoughts!"

"Sir, the outside of the temple is a mixed bag of people and no one is staying overnight. The dining hall is full of evil spirits, and even no one has a strong evil spirit!"

The monk's heart was pounding because he knew the details and intuitively understood that it was definitely a bad thing!

Dan Shu not only paid attention to the food in the rice bowl, letting it spill out, but also paid attention to the feet being tripped, but the speed was very slow, and he came back after running all the way.

Xiang Shanchan was also joking. He looked at the young master seriously. Although he didn't have that intuition just now, seeing that the person really came over and appeared in that form made him feel strange and reasonable at the same time.

Bao Bing asked again.

Xiang Shanchan was embarrassed by what he said, but before taking a breath, I shook my head and agreed.

"Master, there are some bad people in the dining hall. It turns out that there are several guest houses outside the temple, and the vegetarian food is also very bad!"

The monk smiled and nodded slightly.

Xiangshan Zen seemed to take the chopsticks quickly and tapped them hard on the edge of the bowl.

"I'm afraid my strength has failed." "That's good, the immortal is so polite!"

Bao Bingzhi pointed in the direction of the backyard with his chopsticks.

"A Bodhisattva once asked for a certain thing, but specifically he needed to find an immoral and humble monk!

After Dan Shu walked up to Xiang Shanchan, he handed over the rice bowl in his hand.

The combination of stone and sky, astrology, seven seasons, weather conditions, people and land, as well as spiritual objects and elixirs, are so extensive and detailed that they cannot be accomplished overnight. They are truly the crystallization of wisdom accumulated through the hard work of a few generations.
To be continued...