This is a process that allows people to feel that mysterious energy.
In Taoist terms, it actually means constantly cutting off the thoughts that appear in your mind.
The Buddhist metaphor of "cutting off three thousand troubles" is more vivid and appropriate.
However, this kind of thing is easy to say but difficult to do. You will know if you try it.
It was hard for Yun Buliu to imagine how a person could enter that wonderful state of no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts. He even thought it was impossible.
He tried sitting quietly on the terrace outside the small building at night, but what he heard was either the occasional sound of geese from the fools in E Village, the chirping of insects in the grass, or the sound of night owls in the distant mountains and forests.
After finally ignoring these sounds, what came to my ears was the whimpering of the lake, the roar of the river flowing into the lake, and the whistling of the night wind.
He also tried climbing up the high cliff in the morning, sitting on it and concentrating, to see if he could enter samadhi by taking advantage of the refreshing view from the height.
Or you can face the rising sun and listen to your breathing and heartbeat to see if you can succeed.
But unfortunately, what is heard is not only the sound of wind and birds, but also the sound of geese and geese from the silly heroes of E Village, and the quacking of teal from the Duck Village next door.
He also tried to use the sound of the flute to put himself into a state of tranquility, but obviously, this method was wrong from the beginning, because his mind was completely devoted to playing.
After several days of struggling, he could not figure out the reason. However, the firewood he chopped that day had dried under the scorching sun and was ready for burning charcoal.
He settled down his regrets and prepared to put the cultivation matters aside for now.
It’s really not advisable to rush into something like this.
In spiritual practice, is there any way to achieve success overnight?
Even if he has a weird physique that can become stronger by charging, doesn't he need to grow slowly day by day, and he can't become fat in one go?
Thinking about it this way, Yun Buliu decided to let nature take its course. From now on, he would exercise as before in the morning, and meditate in the evening, concentrating and meditating to see if he could gain anything.
Because compared to the day, it is easier to calm down at night when people are quiet.
After making up his mind, he stuffed the hard wood that had been chopped and dried into the one meter long, wide and high cave that had been dug long ago, and stacked it vertically.
After piling up the firewood, he stuffed the igniting objects on the surface of the firewood, then laid a layer of mud bricks at the entrance of the hole, leaving only a ignition opening less than twenty centimeters long and wide, and then lit the fire.
This charcoal-burning method is actually very similar to the pile-burning method he used when making pottery.
Many country people burn charcoal in this way.
There is a simpler way, which is to dig a hole in the ground, pile firewood into the hole, and then bury it with soil after the firewood has burned completely.
Of course, he would definitely need more charcoal than that. But it was his first time to burn charcoal. He had only seen others do it before, and there was more than one person doing it.
When I saw the charcoal coming out, one person broke down the kiln door with a hoe, and several people carried water in buckets and poured water into the charcoal kiln to extinguish the charcoal fire. It was a lively scene.
But leaving this kind of thing to one person would be a bit troublesome.
But what he wants to burn is white charcoal, not black charcoal, so there is no need to pour water.
When burning white charcoal, it also needs to be covered with sand and soil. This kind of thing would be too much for an ordinary person to do alone.
Fortunately, he is no longer an ordinary person.
After the kiln fire was lit, he ran to knead the mud, put it in a wooden basin and brought it back. When the kiln fire was completely burned and the smoke from the chimney changed from thick white smoke to blue smoke, he used earth clods to
Plug the ignition port, cover it with wet mud, and wait silently.
When the flames started to appear in the lower vents, he blocked them one by one, and finally the chimney.
About when the sun was about to set, Yun Buliu put the meat into a stone pot to stew, and then opened the previously built hole to make charcoal.
Feeling that the temperature in the cave kiln was getting higher and higher, Yun Buliu used a large bamboo clip that he had prepared and soaked in the pond to pull out the burning coals from the kiln and threw them into the pit that had been prepared.
The pit is three meters long and wide, and is filled with loose soil mixed with plant ash.
He pulled the charcoal out of the kiln and threw it into the pit. After throwing it into a small pile, he jumped over and quickly covered the charcoal with soil mixed with plant ash.
This soil mixed with plant ash is used to cool the charcoal.
When the coverage was over, he continued in the same way.
Until those large pieces of charcoal were buried in the soil, and some small pieces of charcoal were directly wetted by him with water. The wet charcoal is actually black charcoal.
In comparison, black charcoal is heavier than white charcoal, but it is not as resistant to burning as white charcoal, and its burning temperature is not as high as white charcoal. It is basically difficult to use black charcoal to make iron.
Of course, there is no problem if you use a stove with a bellows and black charcoal to burn the iron red for blacksmithing. Yun Buliu has seen many blacksmith shops using this kind of black charcoal.
There are very few blacksmith shops that use white charcoal, probably because white charcoal is more expensive!
Seeing Yun Buliu burning charcoal, Little Milk Tiger thought it was quite fun, but when she saw the scene of sparks flying when the charcoal was coming out, Little Milk Tiger was so frightened that she walked back to Xiaozhulou.
Little Maoqiu and Xiaobai were smart enough not to join in the fun.
In fact, this is because he does not burn a lot of charcoal and the kiln is not big. Otherwise, the toxic gases such as carbon monoxide released when the kiln is opened would be enough for him to drink a pot.
If he hadn't held his breath long ago, he should have wrapped his mouth and nose with a wet cloth or wipe. However, he didn't have any of these things, so he could only use the trick of holding his breath.
However, when the charcoal was being produced, the temperature of the furnace also gave Yun Buliu an inspiration, letting him know that the temperature in the furnace seemed to be a little higher than he expected.
He didn't know how high the temperature in the kiln could reach when making charcoal, but he was going to try it with the hematite ore to see if he could use the temperature of the kiln to refine it into molten iron.
If possible, it would save him a lot of trouble.
Of course, the scale of the kiln needs to be expanded so that more firewood can be loaded, the fire can be burned longer, and the temperature should be higher.
While he was thinking, he chewed crocodile meat and drank crocodile soup.
After more than half an hour, he ran to the dirt pit and turned over the dirt.
At this time, the charcoal in the pit had already cooled down and the sun had already set. However, under the light of the bonfire, there was a layer of something like white ash on the surface of the charcoal.
This is white charcoal, and he fired it successfully in one go.