After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 668: Fortune and disaster at any time, the art of controlling elixir?
"Uncle, since Erlang Temple is so terrible, where did you learn all these skills?"

Chen Yang was a little curious. It was true that Huang Daolin had practiced in Erlang Temple in the past, but as he said, he was in his twenties, until he left Erlang Temple and the temple was destroyed, he had just entered the first level of physical fitness.

He was in his twenties, with a first-grade physique, which was too ordinary in the world of cultivation.

Fifty years later, after leaving Erlang Temple, he has grown to where he is today. I don't know how many coincidences have contributed to this.

Huang Daolin smiled bitterly, "Erlang Temple just hasn't produced any masters, it's not that it's bad, after all, it can be regarded as the ancestral temple of the Duangong lineage, and it still has some heritage. The Duangong lineage has some connection with Buddhism, Taoism and witchcraft, and it's naturally difficult to master them because they learn so many things. As the old saying goes, they are a jack of all trades, but a master of none. The real masters are hidden among the people, and many of them don't bother to have anything to do with the Erlang Temple..."

"I learned mostly theoretical knowledge in Erlang Temple. For more than ten years, I just read the idle books in the temple. As for the origin of my cultivation, it was after I came down the mountain and returned to the village that I got some opportunities. Later, I happened to meet the man from Old Coffin Mountain, who gave me a lot of advice. Step by step, I got to where I am today."

……

He didn't say anything too specific, just summed it up with the word "chance".

Chen Yang did not ask any further questions. Chance is a personal privacy. If someone does not tell you about it on their own initiative, it would be impolite to ask if you insist.

……

in the afternoon.

Tong Xin woke up and still complained of a headache, but at least it had eased a little and he could still hold on.

Huang Daolin explained the situation to him and forced him to get some sleep.

Tong Xin thought about it and decided to give up. The method Huang Daolin told him to make him sleep was nothing more than giving him a tap on the back of his neck.

After thanking Huang Daolin, he followed Chen Yang back to Jiapiqiao.

In the old house.

Tong Xin sat on the sofa in the main hall and pounded his forehead, "Chen Yang, I seem to be hazy and can see some things inside the spiritual platform..."

Chen Yang was preparing herbs. "What did you see?"

"It's dark and hazy, and there seems to be a shadow, but I can't see it clearly. I want to take a closer look, but I have a severe headache..."

Tong Xin said this and hit his forehead in annoyance.

If you don't see it clearly, what the hell are you talking about?

"Don't be anxious. Too much is as bad as too little. You should take good care of yourself for two days and wait until your spirit and body are completely integrated." Chen Yang said.

Tong Xin nodded slightly.

He walked out of the main room and asked, "Are you preparing to make the elixir?"

"Ah."

Chen Yang responded.

"Want me to help?"

Although it was a headache, Tongxin was still enthusiastic.

"I asked you to help me test the medicine, but you refused. You should just take a rest. There is nothing for you to do."

Chen Yang shook his head.

As for alchemy, he still needs to try it himself, because only practice can bring true knowledge.

"My headache gets worse when I'm sitting idle like this." Tong Xin said with a bitter face.

Chen Yang glanced at him and said, "Huang Can will be here soon. He wants to go to the back mountain to pick spring bamboo shoots. If you are free, go with him."

"That's daring."

Tongxin nodded and thought it would be nice to go out to the mountain to get some fresh air.

……

It's almost summer, there are many bamboo forests on the mountains, and spring bamboo shoots are abundant, but not many people are taking care of them.

Huang Can actually likes to make these things. With Zhang Yafeng around, he doesn't have to worry about not having a market for the bamboo shoots he gets.

Chen Yang is no longer interested in this small amount of money.

Huang Can told him about it yesterday, but Chen Yang just said he would see the situation today.

After a while, Huang Can arrived as expected.

He carried a basket on his back, which contained a hoe and a sickle.

"There are a lot of bamboo shoots at Zizhu Peak. Are you sure you don't want to go?"

He handed a bag to Chen Yang and asked him.

"Go ahead and dig more, leaving some for me to taste."

Chen Yang shook his head and took the bag, which contained the medicine Huang Xia had prepared for him in the past few days.

Jade bone pills.

……

Chen Yang has tried this medicine on old hens and it is indeed effective.

He definitely trusts the prescription given by the system, but the only thing he cannot trust is whether there are any deviations when they prepare the medicine.

Since it was effective, he asked Huang Xia to help continue making it.

He even made a special phone call to Fiona Sit, asking the Xue family to find ways to deliver the medicinal materials as soon as possible.

Huang Xia was also very helpful. Together with Huang Can, they spent several days making more than 200 jade bone pills.

253 piece.

The cost is at least tens of millions.

Chen Yang hasn't settled the bill with the Xue family yet. Firstly, he doesn't have time, and secondly, Fiona Sit still owes him a lot.

Regarding the affairs of the Ding and Hu families, the dividends that Fiona Sit promised to give him have not yet been implemented.

Therefore, Chen Yang had agreed with Fiona Sit early on that this money would be deducted from the dividend money.

Huang Can said, "Xiao'e and the others will be here tomorrow, so I'll just prepare some mountain products. I don't have anything to sell at home..."

"Tomorrow? Jiang Xiaofan will come too?" Chen Yang asked casually.

"Should come."

Huang Can was not sure either. "From what she posted on WeChat Moments, she should have returned from Raojiang. I didn't ask specifically, but she said before that she was coming..."

"Ah."

Chen Yang nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

Huang Can became interested. "Do you still remember the captain of their expedition team? The one wearing a baseball cap, his name was Lei something..."

"Leian Dong, what's wrong?"

Chen Yang's memory is pretty good.

"Yes, Lei Anton."

Huang Can nodded. "It seems he's dead. I saw Jiang Xiaofan post a message on WeChat Moments to mourn him. Sigh, this person is really unpredictable. Life and death are unpredictable. When I met him, he was such a cool guy. He even played all those nonsense with me. It's only been a short time, less than a year, and he's gone. It's too sudden..."

Chen Yang frowned slightly, "How did he die?"

Chen Yang had an impression of Lei Anton.

He is at most in his fifties and in very good health. This news did surprise Chen Yang.

Huang Can shook his head. "I didn't ask. You know, Jiang Xiaofan has a bad temper. This matter has nothing to do with me. If I asked, I would just be asking for trouble."

"Ah."

Chen Yang didn't say much.

Ever since the trip to Mixiangou, they had had little contact with Lei Anton. They had no interactions at all and were not even friends.

In this world, someone is born every minute and every second, and someone dies every minute and every second. How much disturbance can the death of a person who is not even a friend bring to their hearts?

But it's just a little topic of conversation after dinner.

After a brief chat, Huang Can was anxious to dig bamboo shoots, so he went up the mountain with Tong Xin.

……

Chen Yang came to the backyard and started to refine the [Sanyuan Pill].

"Old Tree, when will you teach me how to refine the [Five Dragon Pill]?"

It took two hours and three furnaces were produced, two of which produced successful pills, while one was wasted.

Chen Yang felt that a one-third waste pill rate was acceptable.

The Three Corpses God Tree was somewhat amused and asked, "Have you mastered the Three Yuan Pill?"

Chen Yang said, "I feel it's okay. I refined three furnaces and only wasted one..."

"You feel very proud, don't you? How did you ruin this furnace of useless pills? Have you figured out how?"

"I just didn't control the temperature well, and I didn't grasp the timing of opening the furnace. Also, I missed adding one medicinal ingredient. These problems are easy to solve. I should be able to avoid them if I pay more attention in the future." Chen Yang said.

The Three Corpses Divine Tree said, "The Five Dragon Pill is a high-level pill that is more difficult to refine. Any mistake in one step will easily lead to the pill being wasted. We have limited medicinal materials. Both the [Purple Jade Dragon King Ginseng] and the [Immortal Staff] are extremely precious medicinal materials. We can't let you waste them in vain..."

"That's all for today. You should summarize the reasons for your failure. Tomorrow I will teach you the art of controlling the elixir. We have to do it step by step. You must at least master the art of controlling the elixir before we can talk about refining more advanced elixirs."

"The art of controlling pills?"

"Well, the art of controlling the pill, through the soul or divine thoughts, directly intervenes in the process of alchemy, which can greatly improve the speed and quality of the pill. You will know when the time comes."

The Three Corpses Divine Tree didn't say anything more.

The road must be walked step by step, the meal must be eaten bite by bite, slow work produces fine work, this kind of thing cannot be rushed. …

There were two more [Sanyuan Pills] the size of ping-pong balls in his hand, plus the previous one, there were three in total.

After tidying up the backyard, Qinzhou called him and said he had something to discuss with him.

Less than half an hour after the phone call was hung up, a person and a car arrived outside their door.

"what's up?"

Chen Yang broke out in a sweat when he saw how anxious he was.

Qin Zhou walked into the main room, drank a cup of herbal tea, picked up the fan on the coffee table and fanned himself, "Fanning is dead!"

"Who?"

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment.

"Fanning, Fanning from Qingniu Temple on Gooseback Mountain."

Qin Zhou sighed, his tone a little heavy.

Chen Yang frowned slightly.

It’s really strange, why is there always this kind of news today?

Faning, of course Chen Yang knew him.

An old friend from Qinzhou, whom Chen Yang met at the Panshan Exchange Conference last year. Later, he also met him when he went to Ebei Mountain several times.

"How did you die?"

Seeing that Qinzhou was in a bad mood, Chen Yang asked carefully.

"Ugh."

Qin Zhou sighed, "During the Chinese New Year, he came to the provincial capital to look for me. He said that he had invited a few friends to go to Ailao Mountain to search for treasures. He also asked me if I wanted to go. I was in a hurry to break through the spiritual realm at that time, so I ignored him at all. I also said that he was lighting a lamp in the toilet and looking for death. I didn't expect that his words would come true. There was no news from him until the day before yesterday at noon, when the disciples of Qingniu Temple came to report his death, and then I knew..."

"This……"

Chen Yang paused.

He didn't know how to persuade her about this matter. "Life and death are determined by fate. No one can predict such things. He insisted on going. It has nothing to do with you..."

"Ugh."

Qin Zhou said, "If he died in Ailao Mountain, at the hands of those spirit creatures, it would be fine. He can only blame himself, not others..."

"I went to Ebei Mountain the day before yesterday and saw his body. He had been hit in the chest with a palm strike, and was obviously killed by someone. But the strange thing is that there were no other external injuries, and his internal organs and blood were all gone..."

"I heard that there were eighteen people who went with them, and six of them died. Their deaths were the same as his..."

……

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, "Aren't there more than ten people alive? They didn't say how they died?"

Qin Zhou shook his head. "There were eighteen of them. They entered the mountain in three waves, each exploring a different direction. It was Fanning's group that died. The other two groups entered the mountain for a month or so and found nothing. Their bodies were found when they came out of the mountain..."

"I heard from them that the place where the body was found was only two miles away from where they separated..."

"They speculated that they might have encountered some evil cultivator who raised Gu. There are many people who raise Gu in Raojiang, and they use all kinds of strange and bizarre insect techniques. Only Gu insects can eat a person's internal organs without leaving any external injuries."

……

Qinzhou was speaking alone, his words full of sighs. He had just returned from Ebei Mountain after attending Fanning's funeral, and immediately came to find Chen Yang.

Chen Yang scratched his head. "Why? Do you want me to help him find the murderer and avenge him?"

"Revenge for shit."

Qin Zhou shook his head. "Raojiang is not a place you and I can go to. I just suddenly felt a little sad and upset. I couldn't find anyone to talk to. After thinking about it, I decided to come to you."

Chen Yang sweated, it would be better if he didn’t ask me for help.

He and Fanning did not have such a deep relationship, nor was he so indignant as to help Fanning find the murderer and seek revenge.

He would not do anything that would bring him trouble for no reason.

"It's not you who died, why do you feel bad about it?"

"You are young and don't understand. When you reach my age, you will know how rare it is to have one or two friends with similar interests."

Qin Zhou was full of emotion, "Human beings, birth, aging, sickness and death, misfortune and fortune at any given moment, no one can predict. Sometimes I feel that life is really strong, but sometimes I feel that life is so fragile..."

"I've lived to this age, but I don't have many real friends. Now, my old friends are passing away one after another. That kind of loneliness is not something a young person like you can experience..."

……

Chen Yang didn't say anything and just listened to him chattering casually.

"Boy, becoming stronger is the only way to go. This business in Panshan is too dangerous. You are always worried about your future. The strong prey on the weak. Only by becoming stronger can you avoid being bullied by others..."

Qin Zhou finally spoke and sighed. After pouring out his heart, his depression was swept away. He patted his legs and stood up. "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go and see if my blood pill is ready. In the past, I only thought about entering the spiritual realm in this life, but now, I have to strive for the creation realm, otherwise, sooner or later, I will be like them..."

At this point, he thought of something, "By the way, do you still have that thing you gave me before, the Jade Bone Pill?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say that cultivation should be carried out step by step, and that it is useless to cultivate jade bones in the spiritual realm?"

Qin Zhou smiled awkwardly, "I'm not saying that it's useless to cultivate jade bones in the spiritual realm. What I mean is that it's impossible to cultivate jade bones in the spiritual realm. Who knows if you really have a way..."

Chen Yang didn't say much and gave him two bottles of newly refined jade bone pills, plus some bone strengthening powder.

"what."

Qin Zhou quickly took it, "Good grandson."

"What?"

"I say, your grandfather really raised a good grandson."

"whispering sound."

Chen Yang rolled his eyes at him, "This medicine is new, be careful when using it, and if there are any side effects, tell me immediately..."

Qin Zhou felt something was wrong when he heard this. He glared at Chen Yang with his eyes slanted. "You little bastard, you are testing medicine on me, an old man?"

Chen Yang shrugged and took out another [Sanyuan Pill], "It's just a test anyway. If you like, help me try this medicine too."

"You stinky boy, you're such a grandson."

Qin Zhou took the pill unhappily and said, "It's so big, where does it come from?"

This medicine is too big, about the size of a ping-pong ball. One pill is probably equivalent to five or six pills. Chen Yang sealed it with wax.

"Sanyuan Pill."

Chen Yang briefly introduced the efficacy of the medicine. "It has a significant effect on the cultivation of the spirit, energy and spirit. It is suitable for you to use it now in the spiritual realm. However, the effect of this medicine may be a bit strong. You should use it sparingly. If there is anything wrong, come to me in time..."

Although this Sanyuan Pill can also be used in the Creation Realm, the Three Corpses Divine Tree gave him the recipe so that he could use it to break through the Creation Realm. It is very effective in improving the essence, energy and spirit, and it can also help condense the Three Flowers. It can be said that for cultivators in the Spiritual Realm, this medicine is really useful.

Qinzhou's eyes lit up when he heard this.

If it is really as effective as Chen Yang said, then wouldn't his path to the realm of creation be smooth sailing?

Why would he need to refine blood pills? He already has Sanyuan Pills and Yugu Pills, which can lift him to the realm of creation.

It was just a drug trial, and he wasn't opposed to it at all.

He also made medicine himself. He had found some strange prescriptions before. Didn't he rely entirely on his own trials to make the strange medicines?
"Good boy."

Qin Zhou warned, "No matter where you got these drugs from, remember to keep it secret. A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure. Once this kind of thing is leaked, it will definitely cause a sensation, and there will definitely be a lot of people who will cause trouble for you..."

"Understand."

Chen Yang nodded.

Whether it is the Jade Bone Pill or the Sanyuan Pill, the medicinal effects are too exaggerated for ordinary cultivators. Chen Yang has never thought of buying and selling them like the Yunshen Pill and the Buqi Pill.

At most, it can be used on one's own family.

He didn't want to bring himself unnecessary trouble for a little money.

Just like the anti-hair loss shampoo formula he got before, he still holds it in his hands. The reason is simple. Once something like this comes out, it will definitely cause a sensation and gain huge traffic and money, but it will also definitely backfire.

His goal is not to become the richest man in the world, so what’s the use of having so much money?

Qinzhou didn't say much. He was considered an old hand, and his understanding of the four words "human hearts are treacherous" was deeper than Chen Yang's.

He also believed that Chen Yang was a smart man and would definitely not do such a stupid thing.

……

"Chen Yang……"

Not long after seeing Qinzhou off, Huang Can ran into Chen Yang's yard in a panic.

I could hear his voice from far away, as if something big had happened.

Chen Yang came out of the house and saw Huang Can carrying a backpack and dragging a hoe in his hand. Sparks flew everywhere as the hoe dragged on the ground.

Tongxin sat in the backpack with his hands and feet hanging outside and his head drooped.

What kind of look is this?

"what happened?"

Chen Yang hurriedly went forward and took off the backpack for him.

Huang Can said hurriedly, "Quickly check what happened to him? He started complaining of a headache not long after we got up the mountain, and then he fainted. Could it be that the sow has gone crazy..."

(End of this chapter)