The elixir refining process of the Longhu Mountain Taoist priests is mysterious, has its own rules, and is very particular.
First of all, you should carefully choose the place for alchemy. You should choose a famous mountain that is secluded and has strong spiritual energy. Usually you need to go with three people; you should fast and bathe before entering the mountain to avoid evil spirits from invading and hindering the alchemy; when entering the mountain, you must choose an auspicious day of the zodiac, and
You should wear a mountain talisman and a deer-repelling mirror; when entering the mountain, first survey the terrain, choose a good site according to Feng Shui, and build an alchemy room.
After building the alchemy room, it is only the first step. You still need to open an altar, bury the seals, and build a stove and cauldron. Its size, location, and placement time must also be consistent with the heaven, earth, sun, moon, stars, and the five elements and eight trigrams.
Consistent, all kinds of taboos should be paid attention to, and the slightest difference can make the mistake thousands of miles away. There is no way to be sloppy. The "Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill" that I made before is not the same as it is very troublesome, so Qingxu and others will say that it is necessary.
Wait three days.
This method is from the "Nine Cauldron Alchemy Sutra", which is the alchemy method of the Longhu Mountain lineage. Cao Yanjun has mentioned it to us before, so we know a lot about it.
These three people went into the mountains to make elixirs, and they all carried heavy objects on their backs. They all had footprints when they walked. However, all three of them had the Celestial Master's method of lightening their bodies, which made the footprints very difficult to find.
Mr. Leather Cat had only seen the direction in which they entered the mountain from a distance before, and did not know the specific route, so he walked all the way. He did not pay attention to the details, but gave us a direction to walk in.
Then soar in the sky.
According to its own vision, it is ready to find a feng shui place suitable for alchemy.
The alchemist's alchemy, materials, formula, heat, and experience are secondary. The most important thing is that God will let you have it or not.
So this Feng Shui is really mysterious.
Different paths lead to the same goal. Qingxu and others have learned from famous families. Anyone with some real skills will naturally know where to make elixirs and seek medicine. Master Tiger Cat is far-sighted and can naturally find the most suitable place for elixirs within a radius of dozens of miles.
Zamao Xiaodao and I were tortured, with countless visible injuries, but not many hidden injuries. The most serious one was me, but I was nursed back to health by the Golden Silkworm Gu, and I also ate the pill given by Master Tiger Cat to stimulate the human body's potential, but
The "Dynamite Vajra Pill" with a very vulgar name stimulated the whole body with waves of heat, and I was quite energetic. I climbed the mountains and ridges all the way, raised my head, and followed the black shadow at the end of my sight.
Zamao Xiaodao was also hit by the "Nine Corpse Divine Insect Pills", and the fat insects burrowed into his belly to replenish his body.
When we set off, we naturally collected some food. Except for Lao Wei and the others, most of the lunches they had not eaten were Li Qing's snacks. They were all made of iron footplates that were used to walking on mountain roads. This trip was not considered a waste.
How difficult it is, but we still have to stay close to each other and leave some signs so that the unknown reinforcements contacted by Xiaojun can track them down.
Are you tired? Really tired. There are roads in some places in this mountain forest, but there are no roads in other places. The valleys, hills, and cliffs are ups and downs for more than dozens of miles. The actual distance is even more difficult to count. There are countless masson pine forests all over the mountains and fields.
There are large-leaved castanopsis, camphor trees, white nan, and poplar trees. Climbing high and overlooking the natural scenery is picturesque and splendid. However, walking in the forest, amid countless fallen leaves and weeds, every step feels difficult.
This kind of hard work cannot be experienced by people who walk around the city in the steel jungle all day long, and only go to scenic spots with complete facilities when traveling occasionally.
The cold sun above our heads moved westward little by little, until it set into the Western Mountains, turning the green mountains and forests into a small patch of brilliant colors. Only then did Zamao Xiaodao and I suddenly realize this.
Time passes.
We were standing on a shallow hill. In front of us was a small stream as shallow as a ditch. Looking down from the forest, there was a large grove of yellow-green moso bamboo beside the stream. On the opposite side of the hill, there was a majestic bamboo forest.
The towering cliffs, and on top of the cliffs dotted with caves and at random heights, are dozens of pale yellow coffin cliff caves, silently announcing its thousands of years of existence.
As the sun set, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and the clouds were extremely low, as if they were right above our heads. The tiger cat landed on a thick southern yew, combing his tired feathers with his beak, and kept combing his tired feathers with his beak.
The ground shook his body.
Between the bamboo forest and the stream, I saw Qingxu and his group we were looking for.
They had removed the weeds on the ground and created a flat area three feet long and one foot six wide. They also cut down the moso bamboo and built a bamboo altar, which was made with rigorous methods and made of earth.
In the center of the altar is a half-arm-sized bronze tripod. It is not heavy, but it has a sense of history. I already know that the Hanwang barefoot double-eared tripod brought by Xiaojun and others is
It was a fake and had been destroyed in the hot spring villa, but I didn't know that Qingxu had the ability to raise another one in this short period of time.
The three Qingxu people had obviously stayed here for a long time, but everything was starting from scratch, so they had been busy, setting up formations, planting flags, painting talismans, praying devoutly... We observed on the top of the mountain for a full hour, the cold wind was biting,
They didn't stop for a moment.
Obviously, although the moral character of Qingxu and others is even three points worse than that of the gangster in the market, their professionalism is second to none.
As the saying goes, hooligans are not to be feared, only culture is to be feared.
The destructive power of Qingxu and others who have been trained by famous Taoist sects since childhood is a hundred times more powerful than those of Wang Mazi who have no action and no ideological guidance. Night falls, and the cold dew falls from the branches.
There was a wave of pain between the leaves of my head. Zamao Xiaodao and I kept recuperating in the dense forest in the distance, striving to restore this broken body to its peak state.
There are many ways to save the little demon Duoduo, and we are waiting for the best time to take action.
The tiger cat flew down on my shoulder and discussed the next step of action with me and Zamao Xiaodao. Logically speaking, it will take some time for Qingxu and others to set up the secret copper stove. At midnight, Yin Qi
When they are at their peak, they will pray to the spirits of heaven, earth, mountains, open the furnace and add fire, and use the water and fire methods of "forging, refining, roasting, melting, volts, condensation, and taking" to achieve the final result.
Dan, after offering sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth, sun and moon, and mountains and rivers, take the great medicine.
The "Yellow Bud Manna Golden Pill" refined by Qingxu is a small pill. Because of the little demon Duoduo as a drug guide, the pill can be completed very quickly, in two days.
We need to strive to stay close, and then try to get the tiger cat master or the golden silkworm Gu to get closer to get the artifact that seals the demon body. If we can rescue the little demon Duoduo, we don't have to have a head-on conflict with Qing Xuzuo.
After all, our current strength is not confident enough to compete with Qingxu, Qingdong and Qingxuan.
I gave the Golden Silkworm Gu a death order. Even if it is suppressed by the magic weapon, I still have to let it try to bite Qingxu to see if he can escape? The fat insect seems to be trying very hard. The way of witchcraft lies in secrecy.
, it is impossible to guard against it, and its gradual decline is actually related to the rise of Taoism. It is precisely because Taoist magic has a natural pressure on the art of witchcraft and Gu, which makes golden silkworm Gu often unable to deal with Taoist masters.
One feather cannot be added, and no fly can fall. This is the truth.
However, just as the initial golden silkworm Gu was afraid of the dragon fern grass that was tainted with the smell of the dwarf mule, the fat bug that grew into the crown golden silkworm Gu already despised the dwarf mule. If it could break through itself and achieve greater development, maybe
There is nothing to fear - like peeling off the skin for the second time.
Of course, this is a very distant thing. Back to reality, we hide in the dark, recharge our batteries, and begin to prepare for the attack at night.
As night falls, the candles begin to light up.
Torches wrapped in oilcloth stood in the middle of the ground with the hexagrams of the Eight Formations. The work of Qingxu and the others was still continuing. We were approaching slowly. However, these people, especially Qingxu, had very powerful spiritual senses and could not deal with dangerous situations.
The prediction was far more sensitive than we thought. When we approached eighty steps, he turned back several times and looked into the darkness on our side.
Crouching in the grass in the forest, Zamao Xiaodao and I didn't dare to move. We were so shocked that our hearts felt cold.
Time passed by minute by second, and at about eleven o'clock in the evening, the stove was finally solidly built. The three of them knelt down and prayed to the sky. Then they took turns going to the creek and stripping naked.
They bathed in the cold stream water that made people shiver and clean their bodies. After this process, the three of them started to light a fire and added a lot of materials to the bronze cauldron.
I saw that Qingxu's waist was always hung with a brocade bag, as big as two palms placed together. It would occasionally squirm, as if it was stretching.
Judging from my aura induction, the splendid hexagram bag seems to have a strong suppression ability, slowly releasing its brilliance.
This brilliance is invisible to the human eye. Even with my cultivation and spiritual awareness, I can only capture the slightest bit through the "Field of Qi". But if it is seen by someone like Xuerui who has opened his eyes, it will be seen by millions.
Such colors and countless brilliance - this is the beauty of energy.
Qingxu did not untie the brocade bag around his waist, but would touch it subconsciously from time to time.
After turning on the furnace, it is time to keep the fire. This is a very boring thing. The Taoist boy of Taishang Laojun refused to do it, so he turned into a monster and came down to earth. At this stage, it is time to work hard.
The three of them were tired after a long day, so they took turns watching the fire, while the other two slept on their backs.
The person watching the night was Qingxuan, the cold and perverted Taoist in black.
It was around two o'clock in the morning, when everything was calm, only the sound of wind passing through the mountains and the chirping of birds in the deep forest were still outside, everything was silent, and the tiger cat flapped its wings. I put my hands together and respectfully took on the important task.
The golden silkworm Gu flew towards the distance. The golden silkworm Gu was so small that it was invisible, but the tiger cat was in our eyes. When we were about to reach Qingxu's side, something suddenly burst out of the bag next to him, and there was a sharp roar.
resounding through the mountains and forests.
I took a closer look and saw that it was a bloody human head.