Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

The long river of time surged forward, rolling up several waves, and the ripples spread out. Ye Qin quickly submerged into it, and his small figure was swallowed by the river water.

As the sky and the earth spin, various scenery seems to be passing through, forming countless fragments. There is an inexplicable pulling force, carrying Ye Qin to fly into the distance.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was lush and lush. Although it was a mountain forest, it was not Longyuan Mountain.

The breeze blows gently, and the green leaves all over the mountain are dancing in the wind, like a green ocean. The mountain flowers are dotted in it, exuding bursts of fragrance. The scene in front of you is strange but familiar.

Ye Qin's thoughts surged. Zuo Ci's tomb was a very special existence for him.

It was the first period of time that he entered. Ye Qin still remembers it. At that time, he was just a little green snake. He did not have any great magical powers or abilities, but only a sincere heart towards the Tao.

Making tea and discussing Taoism with Zuo Ci in the mountains, it even influenced Zuo Ci, causing him to refine a batch of burnt elixirs, which were even passed down to later generations. At that time, Ye Qin thought it was just a dream and did not know that he had traveled through time. .

Thinking back on everything, it feels like a lifetime ago.

Entering here again, he still looks like a little green snake, going around and around as if he has returned to the starting point. Nothing seems to have changed, but Ye Qin knows that some things have changed long ago. This is the guidance of fate.

"The passage of time in the Time Fragment is different from that in the outside world. I don't know how Zuo Ci is doing now."

Although Ye Qin knew that the two times were different, he did not know the specific flow rate. His eyes fell on the east, "There seems to be movement there."

To the east, at the highest point of the terrain, there is a temple standing in it. The magnificent temple is antique, solemn and solemn, perched on the steep and protruding mountain peaks.

The ancient Taoist temple is hidden under a few vigorous ginkgo trees. The ancient trees are towering and there are dense pines and cypresses, but bursts of crying can be heard.

I saw an old man sitting on the futon. His beard and hair were white, and his face had ravines, all of which were lines left by the years. He was wearing a gray Taoist robe, coupled with a snow-white beard, and he wore a fairy-like Taoism. The appearance of bones.

It's a pity that the old Taoist's eyes are cloudy and his energy is like a gossamer. It is obvious that his end is approaching and his life is not long.

There was a disciple next to him who was kneeling down to worship, but his eyes were red and filled with tears.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet."

After the old Taoist said this with a smile, a violent cough suddenly burst out from his throat. His whole body was like a candle swaying in the wind, in danger of being extinguished at any time.

His eyes fell on the small bronze cauldron in front of him, with some hope and expectation, "This time the refining must be successful!"

The simple tripod is carved with patterns of insects, fish, birds and animals, lifelike, as if it will come to life in the next second, and there is a faint medicinal fragrance inside.

According to Zuo Ci's condition, it was naturally impossible to uncover the cauldron. The two disciples beside him opened the lid of the cauldron, and the aroma of medicine suddenly overflowed.

"How's it going? Has the Nine Transformations Golden Pill been successfully refined?"

The two apprentices looked at each other, as if they couldn't bear to speak, lest they crush Zuo Ci's last hope.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Ci seemed to understand something, and his eyes were filled with despair, "It's ridiculous that I have been refining elixirs all my life, but I have never been able to refine the Nine Turns Golden elixir. It seems that I am destined to die with regrets!"

The moment the words fell to the ground, he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

When the disciple next to him saw this, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Master! Maybe the legendary golden elixir is a lie at all. You should take care of yourself."

"Yes, Master, your health is not good to begin with. Because you have put so much effort into refining the elixir, I'm afraid -"

His voice was choked with sobs when he said it, and he was already crying.

Zuo Ci shook his head, his expression a bit sad and desolate, "You don't understand, the golden elixir is real. That fellow Taoist told me, it's just that I'm not good at studying."

The disciples looked at each other with helpless expressions. They had heard the "fellow Taoist" mentioned by Zuo Ci countless times in their lives, but had never actually seen it. Every time they asked about it, Zuo Ci kept it secret.

So much so that they doubted whether Zuo Ci had made it up or just imagined it. There was no such person in the world.

"Do you know why I want to build a Taoist temple here?"

The disciples shook their heads to express their ignorance.

Zuo Ci's eyes fell on the void, but with some memories, "That's because I met him here. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Although Zuo Ci did not refine the nine-turn golden elixir that can prolong life and make people immortal, but after the guidance of the demon immortal, his knowledge of alchemy water is higher than that of the world. The outside world can say that his elixir is hard to find. the point.

Zuo Ci knew very well that if it hadn't been for the advice from the Demon Immortal, he would never have reached this point based on his previous attainments, and all of this was due to his meeting with the Demon Immortal in the mountain pavilion.

Zuo Ci's eyes were dim and his face was full of regret, "It's a pity that I ran out of energy and couldn't see him again."

"The two biggest regrets in my life are that I failed to refine the magic pill, and the second is that I can't see him anymore. If it were him, it would be easy to refine the magic pill."

The disciple was a little confused after hearing this, and said respectfully: "Master, if you can only be ranked second, then no one in this world can be the first."

Zuo Ci sighed deeply, "You don't understand."

He seemed to have thought of something, "Take me to the pavilion in the mountains."

The disciples knew that apart from the Taoist temple, Zuo Ci spent the most time in the pavilion.

"But the wind in the mountains is strong, and now Master, your body and bones can't bear it at all."

Zuo Ci's eyes showed nostalgia, "I just want to spend the rest of my time there. If you are really filial, you will fulfill my last wish."

Hearing this, the disciple felt extremely sad, but could not resist Zuo Ci's intention. He helped Zuo Ci on the stretcher and then came to the pavilion.

Since breaking up with Ye Qin, Zuo Ci would come to the pavilion to wait in his spare time, but Ye Qin never kept the appointment. Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder whether the mysterious green snake he met back then was a conspiracy. Dreamland.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, or butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou.

The mountain wind was howling and the fallen leaves were flying. This scene made Zuo Ci feel a little more desolate.

There seemed to be no change in the pavilion, but Zuo Ci was already old and his life had come to an end. "You guys go, I want to be alone here for a while."

At this moment, Zuo Ci's spirit seems to be much better, but the disciples know that he is having a comeback, and the disciples are a little reluctant to leave him, hoping to serve Zuo Ci in the last moments.

Zuo Ci waved his hand, "Go ahead, everyone will die sooner or later, there is no need to be sad."

The disciple turned his head three times and walked away.

Zuo Ci's eyes fell on the void with a nostalgic look on his face. There was a rustling sound around him. He thought it was his disciples leaving and returning, "Didn't I ask you to leave?"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

But when he heard this strange yet familiar voice, Zuo Ci froze, as if he had been electrocuted, and turned around in disbelief.

What caught his eye was the emerald green figure. He thought he was hallucinating. He blinked, but the figure in front of him remained unchanged.

Across the distance of time and space, the two finally met again.

Zuo Ci opened his mouth. Because he was too excited, a violent cough burst out from his throat, "I thought I would never see you again in this life."

After going around and around, it seemed that we were back to the starting point. When the two met for the first time, the little green snake in front of them still had no change, but his hair was already gray.

Zuo Ci's eyes were filled with emotion, "I have no regrets about meeting you at the end of my life. Thanks to your advice that day, my alchemy method was so smooth."

"Then have you refined the golden elixir you want?"

Zuo Ci looked ashamed, "I have failed to live up to your expectations. So far, I have not refined it. Unfortunately, I have no time."

According to Ye Qin's cultivation level, how could he not see that Zuo Ci had reached the point where he was exhausted. Ye Qin's eyes fell on the alchemy furnace next to him. As his mind wandered, several green herbs appeared out of thin air and flew into it. Under his condensation, the essence of life and spiritual energy collided with each other, tempering a wave of prosperity. breath.

In just a moment, the spiritual light flickered, and the room was filled with incense. Golden light could be seen flowing inside the alchemy furnace, surrounded by clouds and mist, and there were many strange phenomena, showing the miraculousness everywhere.

Zuo Ci was so shocked by Ye Qin's miraculous alchemy skills that he couldn't close his mouth in shock.

This method is extraordinary for ordinary people!

He knew that Ye Qin's alchemy skills must be better than his own, but he didn't expect that there would be a huge difference between the two!

Is this an immortal?

"If I can learn the art of alchemy like this, the Nine Transformations Golden Pill will definitely be a thing of the past!"

Zuo Ci's eyes showed a look of longing. For an alchemist like him, he has been studying the method of alchemy all his life, just to learn the superior alchemy technique.

"What's so difficult about this?" Ye Qin burst out laughing when he heard this, and then looked at Zuo Ci, "Would you like to follow me into the Taoist temple, accept the baptism of time, offer incense in the world, and one day attain Taoism and live forever?"

Hearing this, Zuo Ci's breathing became a little rapid.

Long live!

This is a goal that many people desire throughout their lives but cannot achieve. The reason why he wants to refine the Nine Turns Golden Pill is to extend his lifespan and achieve immortality?

The purpose of pursuing the Tao throughout life is firstly to understand the true principles of heaven and earth, and secondly to be at ease in the world.

Zuo Ci clasped his fists respectfully and bowed in salute, "I would like to join the Demon Immortal's sect and live forever with the Demon Immortal!"

"Very good!"

As Zuo Ci's words fell to the ground, a ray of light burst out from Ye Qin's body, completely covering Zuo Ci, and the ancient aura rushed to his face, carrying supreme pressure.

An ancient building can be vaguely seen in the void. It has gone through many vicissitudes of time, but it cannot hide its extraordinary appearance. The word "Shangqing" is written on the plaque.

Zuo Ci closed his eyes calmly, and the fog around him was revealed. He saw that his whole body turned into dots of white light and flew into the clear vision.

hum!

The ancient bell buzzed, bursting out the time-honored movement.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Ci was no longer in the pavilion.

"Roar!"

Ye Qin groaned, and his figure suddenly surged several times, then soared into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

Not far away, several disciples also saw the white light rising into the sky above the pavilion, like a beam of light, with a faint hint of golden light mixed in, and they suddenly felt strange.

Before they could figure out what was going on, the roar of a strange creature came from that direction, filled with such majesty that people couldn't help but want to worship.

"This white light is so strange!"

"Isn't that the pavilion where Master is?"

"Did something happen to Master?!"

An inexplicable strong wind roared in, and in an instant, sand and rocks flew from the sky and the earth. The ancient trees swayed, and the vegetation covered them. A green shadow could be vaguely seen flashing past in the sky.

"There seems to be something in the sky?"

Everyone rubbed their eyes and took a closer look, but saw nothing.

"Go and see how Master is doing."

The ensuing visions made the disciples unable to care so much. They hurried back and saw that there was no one in the original pavilion. There was a strong medicinal fragrance in the air, which was refreshing and refreshing. .

The disciple couldn't help but sigh: "The fragrance of this medicine is so special."

"Come and see here."

A disciple seemed to have discovered something. After hearing the news, everyone looked over and saw that the firewood in the furnace had just burned out. Apparently someone had refined the elixir here before.

They took a deep breath and felt as if they were enlightened. Just smelling the fragrance of the medicine had such a magical effect. They couldn't imagine what it would be like if they swallowed the whole pill.

Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Didn't Master just refine the elixir here?"

The disciples searched everywhere but could not find Zuo Ci.

"Master—"

The echoes of the disciples came from the empty mountains, but no one responded to them.

Zuo Ci was seriously ill and had no ability to move for a long time. It was incredible that he disappeared without a trace in such a short time.

Besides, they hadn't gone very far just now. If Zuo Ci left suddenly, he would definitely run into them.

Zuo Ci seemed to disappear out of thin air, leaving no trace.

"Look at the words here!"

After hearing the news, all the disciples came, and there were dragons and phoenixes dancing on the ground. It was Zuo Ci's handwriting.

"Pursue the great path for my master, go to immortality, follow the demons and immortals, don't think about it."

Everyone looked surprised and uncertain, "What does this sentence mean?"

It was obvious that Zuo Ci had taken all the medicine and was about to die soon, so how could he possibly live forever?

Afterwards, the disciples searched for him for a long time, saying they wanted to see him alive and his body after death, but they couldn't find Zuo Ci's body either.

The disciples even wondered if Zuo Ci accidentally fell off the cliff. They even searched the bottom of the cliff several times, but still found nothing.

"It's so strange. Why did the master disappear out of thin air? To put it bluntly, he was obviously already dead at that time."

"Do you still remember the white light you saw before? Everything was normal. After the white light appeared, the master disappeared, and we smelled a medicinal fragrance when we rushed over."

The medicinal fragrance lingered for several days, which really surprised the disciples. Never before had the medicinal fragrance of an elixir been preserved for so long.

"Is there such a possibility that the master suddenly discovered the truth at the last moment of life and death, refined the Nine Transformations Golden Pill, left those words and then ascended."

"When we rushed over, we also saw a natural phenomenon. There was an unknown creature flying into the sky. The strange cry was probably made by it."

"Could it be that this creature is the demon fairy that leads Master!"

The more everyone thought about it, the more likely they felt that this was a possibility.

Many people had seen it at first, and coupled with the long-lasting fragrance of the medicine and the fact that Zuo Ci could not be found, this theory gradually spread among the disciples.

Everyone in the world was so shocked when they heard about it that the story has been passed down for thousands of years, and the story is still talked about.

Some people say that this is false news deliberately released by Zuo Ci's disciples in order to gain fame and reputation. In fact, Zuo Ci died of serious illness long ago.

Some people say that at the end of Zuo Ci's life, he refined the golden elixir, so an angel descended from heaven to guide Zuo Ci to ascend.

There are different opinions, but even Zuo Ci's body has not been found, leaving the world with endless reveries and legends.

Later generations recorded: [Zuo Ci, named Yuanfang, was from Lujiang County. He had few supernatural powers. He retired to the mountains in his old age to refine the Nine Turns Golden Pill. One day, a white light suddenly appeared, but he disappeared. The disciple said, Master, the Golden Pill has been completed. Being led by the divine messenger, we pursue the supreme road. 】(End of this chapter)