As soon as he arrived at Fire Dragon Island, Zhuang Jiutian heard Song Lao's shout.
After arriving at the cave where Mr. Song temporarily lived, Zhuang Jiutian asked: "Why did you come to Fire Dragon Island too?"
"I have been waiting for you on the island for more than a month."
"Wait for me?" Zhuang Jiutian was very puzzled. He was not an important person on Poseidon Island. Is it necessary to send someone out to look for him?
"Not only did I come over, but even the elders from Danding Pavilion came over too."
"When did I become so important?"
"I don't know, maybe the Nirvana Pill in your hand has attracted the attention of the Danding Pavilion elder." Elder Song tried his best to pretend not to know the value of the Nirvana Pill.
"That's it." Zhuang Jiutian suddenly realized that Saint An Ran mentioned this matter to him at that time.
"When do you plan to start refining the alchemy?" Song Lao asked with a hint of urgency.
With the help of the Nirvana Pill, he is sure to improve his stagnant cultivation to a few small levels, and his lifespan will be greatly increased by then.
When facing death, no one wants to accept it easily.
If it were possible to extend his life, he would try his best even if he lost his fortune.
"I've already opened the furnace." Zhuang Jiutian said with some heartache, as if the alchemy had failed before.
"What, you've already started the furnace? How's the harvest? How many treasure pills have been refined in total?" Song Lao asked eagerly.
"There were too few medicinal materials, and I only made one treasure pill that was almost useless. It actually improved my cultivation a lot, but the medicine was too ineffective and failed to allow me to achieve nirvana." Zhuang Jiutian looked heartbroken.
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"Why are you so anxious? Didn't I tell you before that you need to go to Fire Dragon Island to refine elixirs? The earth fire here is better. Why don't you listen?" Song Lao was a little anxious and angry, as if Zhuang Jiutian was refining
If the elixir is wasted, his medicinal materials will be wasted.
"Song Lao, don't worry. With the experience last time, when I collect another batch of medicinal materials, I will definitely be able to refine it successfully. That's why I came to Fire Dragon Island. There are many alchemists here. I think it's better to collect medicinal materials than on Poseidon Island."
It’s easy. I’ll first find out who has the main medicine, and then I’ll find a way to get some money back. I guess it won’t take more than ten years to collect another batch of medicine.”
"No, it's too long." Song Lao immediately rejected Zhuang Jiutian's plan.
"You always have ideas?" Zhuang Jiutian snickered secretly in his heart, "I don't believe you can still hold it back, just spend your money obediently."
Zhuang Jiutian wanted to trick Song Lao and let him spend money to buy medicinal materials. When the time comes, he can openly and openly steal two-thirds of the elixirs.
After all, it is reasonable to think that one medicinal material can produce one elixir.
The other two coins are considered as hard-earned money.
It shouldn't be difficult to sell a Nirvana Pill for hundreds of thousands of kilograms, right?
After all, having the cultivation level of Hualong Secret Realm and the cultivation level of Xiantai Secret Realm are completely different things.
Hundreds of thousands of kilograms of water may seem like a lot, but it is actually ordinary.
Any Sendai elder who doesn't have a net worth of several million kilograms would be embarrassed to say that they are an elder.
After all, at their level, even absorbing the divine source cannot help them improve their cultivation. The divine source is just something to replenish life essence and is worthless.
Song Lao thought for a while, and after thinking over and over in his mind, he said: "If you are really sure, then I will go out of my way to gather the medicinal materials for you."
"You always plan to let me make elixirs?" Zhuang Jiutian said, pretending to be surprised.
"After the elixir is completed, I will give you one hundred thousand kilograms of source. What do you think?" Mr. Song seems to have spent a lot of money.
"As long as you can collect the medicinal materials, I am sure that the refining will be successful." Then, Zhuang Jiutian said: "But are you sure you want to do it now? I heard on the way here that our Poseidon Island is very busy now.
Shouldn’t we go back first?”
"The sky is falling and the elders are holding it up, why are you joining in the fun?" Mr. Song glared at him directly.
Then Song Lao continued: "Today I will teach you a truth: the world is big and the earth is not as big as your life. If we monks want to die in peace, we should avoid getting involved in things beyond our ability. This is my eight hundred years of experience.
talk."
Song Lao was extremely proud of being able to live to the age of death.
There are less than ten disciples who joined Poseidon Island at the same time as him and are still alive today.
Compared to ordinary people, monks seem to have a longer lifespan, but not many people can truly enjoy that long lifespan.
The vast majority of people suffer from various accidents during their practice, leading to physical death and the disappearance of the Tao.
"You're always right."
Zhuang Jiutian felt that Song Lao's theory was correct, and judging from Song Lao's life, he practiced that truth very well and lived to the theoretical limit of his lifespan.
Suddenly, Zhuang Jiutian realized that he had seen a kind of monk's life.
Different monks have different spiritual beliefs and different attitudes towards life, which require careful observation and study.
The struggle to survive in the world of mortals is by no means to follow the path taken by the ancients, but to interact with all kinds of people and understand all kinds of lives, so as to temper the life that suits you best.
From Song Lao, Zhuang Jiutian learned that "immortals value lives", and of course "monks value selfishness", two mutually reinforcing attitudes towards life.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Jiutian thought of the saint An Ran who ferried him to Poseidon Island.
What kind of attitude towards life will she develop due to her life and circumstances?
Will there be a day when you will give everything you have for Poseidon Island, even fighting to the last drop of blood?
What is her view on spiritual practice, and how will her understanding of the Great Way be presented?
How different is it from Song Lao?
Song Lao realized that in order to live forever, fearless fights should be avoided whenever possible, and dangers should be avoided whenever possible. So what is Saint An Ran doing at this time?
Facing the menacing and well-intentioned guests, will she go into battle with a halberd and suppress the enemies coming from all directions?
Just when Zhuang Jiutian was thinking about what attitude towards life An Ran, the Saint of Poseidon Island, would have.
An Ran, who is on Poseidon Island, has transformed into a Valkyrie and shown the appearance of Poseidon, facing challenges from all directions alone.
Standing on the wave that looks like a mountain, An Ran looks majestic and has a terrifying spirit.
"Since you all want to see the power of divine magic weapons, today the Japanese Saint will let you know what it means to be sacred and inviolable."
By communicating with the sea through the Poseidon body, An Ran borrowed a huge amount of marine divine power from the sea, and then poured all the divine power into the Poseidon Halberd.
The huge Poseidon Dharma, holding a blue divine halberd in his hand, waved it gently on the sea.
The sea seemed to be split in half.
All the challengers were imprisoned in place by the astonishing fluctuations of divine energy. No matter how they struggled, there was no effect at all.
At this moment, the Poseidon Halberd was sacrificed by An Ran, exuding a hint of imperial power.
The quasi-emperor is also an emperor, and the quasi-emperor's divine weapons they forged are not at the same level as the sacred magic weapons.
Even though the Black Dragon Ancestor, Master Black Turtle, Nine-Headed Flood Dragon King and others are not afraid of the holy soldiers of Poseidon Island, they are unable to resist at all in the face of the mighty quasi-emperor's holy soldiers.
This is just the divine power of An Ran alone to provide the resurrected quasi-emperor's divine weapons.
Let them see what imperial power is.
That deep sense of powerlessness will probably accompany them throughout their lives.
It becomes a nightmare that they will never forget.
Afterwards, An Ran put away the Poseidon Halberd and walked back to the Poseidon Temple step by step.
But the "ta-da" sound made by stepping on the void left an indelible mark in everyone's hearts.
That group of challengers is probably useless.
After returning to the small world inside the Poseidon Temple, An Ran finally couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Without the cultivation of a saint, there is no way to resuscitate the quasi-emperor's divine weapon. If An Ran forcibly revived the quasi-emperor's divine weapon, the backlash he would suffer would be extremely serious.
It's impossible without paying the price.
I'm afraid she will have to recuperate for a long time after today.
If Zhuang Jiutian saw the power of Dafa An Ran, he would no longer speculate on her life choices.