I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 616 Mysterious Iron Refined Stone
The ore swirled wildly in the air, like thousands of flying grains of sand. It transformed into a giant vortex, surrounding Jiang Wen.

A surge of spiritual energy blew through him, causing his clothes to flutter, but his tightly closed eyes remained unmoved by the sight of jumbled rocks hanging in the air.

With his hands clasped together, a bronze cauldron slowly rose in front of him.

Although this cauldron is only a little over a foot long, it appears quite ancient. Its top and bottom are carved with Taoist patterns and scriptures, revealing its profound mystery.

The bronze cauldron rotates in front of it, and the Samadhi Fire transforms into lotus flowers that ignite from the bottom of the cauldron. Like a blooming lotus, it firmly supports the cauldron.

The fire blazed fiercely, and the bronze cauldron spun even faster.

Once the cauldron was scorched golden by the true fire, Jiang Wen opened his eyes and raised his hands towards the sky, gathering the spiritual energy in the formation in the posture of the Five Elements Converging to the Origin.

"Open!" he shouted softly, and the bronze cauldron suddenly shattered.

The lid of the cauldron rose into the air, complementing the round body of the cauldron perfectly.

The Samadhi True Fire exploded with a deafening roar, gushing forth from all parts of the cauldron. The raging flames transformed into giant waves, instantly engulfing countless ores within them.

"Samadhi is fire, which refines true gold."

Jiang Wen crossed his left and right hands, performing the Laozi Incantation. He chanted the True Fire Incantation, melting the countless ores into them.

"Heavenly Fire, Zi. Earthly Fire, Chen. Gang Fire, Li. Five Thunder True Fire, Yin to Si. Samadhi True Fire, Qiankun Hidden. Activate quickly. Urgently obey the decree of the Southern Fire Emperor."

Real fire soared into the sky, turning metal and stone into molten iron.

Hanging above Jiang Wen's head, they converged into thousands of threads.

The pyrite in the ore was separated and gradually fused together, resembling a drop of water hanging on the bronze tripod.

The Samadhi Fire continued to burn, determined to transform the black iron into Vajra.

Time passed, and the sun and moon revolved three times.

During this time, Yanming came looking for Jiang Wen, only to find that the place where the four miscellaneous mines used to be piled up was completely empty. He wandered around the spot for a long time, but in the end, he had no choice but to give up.

Liang Yuan, who lives among the Rock People, told Yan Ming that Jiang Wen probably has something important to attend to and would return once he finished.

Hearing this, Yan Ming didn't press the matter further. He knew this person from Baiyi was no ordinary person; even the elders of his clan were speechless upon seeing the Heaven-Mending Pill that the man had given them. The Yanren clan had never seen such a treasure in thousands of years.

The elders of the Rock People are nearing the end of their lives, said to be over a thousand years old. Having witnessed many great events, the rebellion in the capital hundreds of years ago is nothing more than a trivial matter in their eyes. As long as the Land of Divine Protection remains, and as long as the capital still exists, Baixi will not perish like other weak tribes.

The Rock People held this old man in the highest esteem, and would consult him whenever they encountered something they couldn't handle. Although the old man had intended to retire over the past century, no one in the Rock People dared to deny his authority and status.

It was only natural for Yanming to show the pills to the elder; he had never been one to keep secrets.

The elder stared at the pill for a long time, and then said in a hoarse voice, "You rascal, you are quite fortunate to have obtained such a treasure."

"Elder, is this thing very precious?" Yan Ming scratched his head and asked. Jiang Wen had given him the pill casually, and although he had explained its effects, Yan Ming hadn't understood. He thought it was just a good thing.

“Precious? Heh.” The elder stroked his beard and chuckled. “If you hand this over to the Heavenly Tower, you will undoubtedly be promoted to an elder in the future.”

"Wow!" Yan Ming was taken aback by these words. He knew all too well how important the position of Elder of the Azure Sky Tower was. "Is...is it really that precious?"

"Of course, you silly boy," the elder shook his head and sighed. "If I were a hundred years younger, I would have asked you for this. But now I am old and my days are numbered, so you can have it, silly boy."

"Such a precious thing, Brother Jiang, you actually gave it to me like this. I'm truly ashamed." Yan Ming looked at the pill in his hand with a melancholy expression. He hadn't expected it to be so valuable. He had only helped him find some useless ore.

"That man gave you this item; it's your good fortune. Keep it safe and don't let anyone discover it," the elder said leisurely. "To possess this item, his background is not simple. You must treat him well and not tarnish the reputation of my Rock People."

"Elder, you can rest assured," Yanming patted his chest and swore.

“These past few days, outsiders have frequently come in to inquire about your friend. You should inform him of this, just in case something goes wrong,” the elder said again.

"An outsider? Here to inquire about Brother Jiang?" Yan Ming was quite surprised, because Jiang Wen's entry into the Yanren tribe didn't attract much attention. After all, in the Divine Capital, various races emerged one after another, and even the major clans might not know all of them. So the arrival of an unusual outsider was insignificant and wouldn't attract any attention.

"I heard that you caused some trouble when you returned, which happens to be related to the Dragonkin race," the old man said leisurely, stroking his beard. He was always like this, which made people feel at ease.

"Does the elder mean that this matter might be related to the dragon race?"

"Perhaps."

“But my brother Jiang didn’t do anything else besides saving a dragon-human child. He can’t really have much to do with the dragon-humans, can he?” Yan Ming was puzzled. In his view, the dragon-humans and his brother Jiang were from two different worlds and had no connection whatsoever. Besides, saving a dragon-human child was nothing special in the capital.

The capital city is too vast, and its population too large. Even the largest communities will have impoverished members. Abandoning young children is nothing out of the ordinary in the capital.

"I don't know much about this matter, but it may be related to the gift your friend gave you. If he can give you such a treasure, what about the things he gives to others? Even if they are only one ten-thousandth of their value, they are still rare treasures. Your friend is unaware of his own wealth, which may bring him trouble," the elder sighed.

"We must be careful in everything we do."

"Iwaaki understands." Iwaaki chatted with the elder for a few more minutes, then left the room.

Inside the spacious and simply furnished room, the elder sat alone on a stone chair made of animal hide. He held a stone cup in his hand, his aged face gazing at the scenery outside the window.

"Baiyi, elixirs. Hehe, interesting, very interesting. Perhaps this blessed land will undergo changes." The elder chuckled, leaned back in his stone chair, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Yanming left the elder's residence and carefully hid the elixir. The elder had told him that it would be best taken after his blood and energy had been circulating throughout his body, and he had followed his advice.

Just thinking about what he had just said, Yanming's resolute stone face showed worry.

"I never expected the Dragonkin to be spying on Brother Jiang. This is troublesome. I need to figure out what those Dragonkin are after." Yan Ming pondered as he walked home. Two laughing and playing children passed by, which caught his eye.

"I could trouble them, it's been a long time since we last contacted each other." Muttering to himself, Yan Ming didn't head home. He turned around and left the Rock People's territory via a side path.

Meanwhile, outside the Rockman Clan's mine, a sea of ​​fire surged and roared beneath a large protective array.

Jiang Wen remained motionless as he sat amidst the sea of ​​fire, the bronze cauldron in front of him already turning a fiery white.

"The time is right, it's time to forge the sword," he said to himself, his eyes seemingly glowing with golden light.

(End of this chapter)