Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 134 Golden Elixir Avenue
The matter of forming a pill is more complicated than it sounds. How many practitioners have put in so much effort and time for it but still failed to achieve it?
Take the Taoist monk with patchwork robes whom Zhao Yifu had met before as an example. He was the one who could never form an elixir no matter what he did.

He had tried every kind of elixir, every kind of natural treasure, but the Taoist couldn't form a pill. This trip to Prison Cell Mountain was actually one last chance to see if he could find a chance before his lifespan ran out.

It’s not easy, is it?

Zhao Yifu thought it was quite simple.

He originally heard his master say that he would go find his guardian when he was ready, but how did he know when he was ready?
Zhao Yi Fu thought about it and decided that he could simulate and rehearse the process of forming the elixir by himself first, and then call his master when he had a clear idea of ​​it.

But this try didn't matter, he just felt that the golden elixir road was right in front of him!
Before this, Zhao Yifu rebuilt the Shouren method over and over again, which was actually like simulating the process of forming the elixir over and over again.

Just as he was about to form the elixir, the five energies in his body intertwined and then mixed into a circle. He could vaguely feel the sense of perfection that the Shouren method brought him!
Wow, the ancestors of Danqing Sect are really talented. The predecessor who created the Shouren Method probably created this magical secret method based on the structure of the golden elixir.

It allows the disciples of Danqing Sect to adapt to the process of forming the elixir before forming the elixir, so that when the time comes to form the elixir, it will come naturally.

Especially for someone like Zhao Yifu, who could achieve the state of undoing and consolidating with one thought through the Shouren method, his Golden Elixir achievement seemed to be...

"boom!"

He channeled his thoughts into his Dantian, and from there, all the vital energy in his body gathered and gathered, lifting the round pill in his Dantian. The tangible vital energy was like a wisp of flame, constantly forging the round object, and a faint golden light shone through it.

At this point, his practice of refining essence into qi was considered complete.

Zhao Yifu's true energy has already flowed into the golden elixir, and is flowing slowly inside the golden elixir like gelatin.

His body has already achieved the status of a martial arts saint body, so the energy provided by the condensation of the golden elixir is also extremely powerful, so that his golden elixir is truly condensed under the "top-level" conditions.

When the pill was first formed, the true energy in it was already unusually rich.

Many people do not train their bodies well enough, which causes huge deficits when they try to form the elixir, leading to internal and external imbalance and failure. This is also a major reason why practitioners fail to form the elixir.

After a cultivator successfully forms a pill, he must practice meditation and regulate his breathing for a while, because the process consumes too much of the body's essence and energy, which needs to be compensated slowly through cultivation.

However, Zhao Yifu's Martial Arts Holy Body allowed him to finish the fight without feeling too tired. This was due to the profound foundation of the Martial Arts Holy Body itself.

Now that the golden elixir is formed, he no longer needs to refine true qi from his own essence. His body will now completely transform into a container, beginning to contain the spiritual energy between heaven and earth... In fact, he is also beginning to refine the innate essence between heaven and earth into his own true qi.

This step already exists before the formation of the elixir, but it accounts for a small proportion. Now, you can continue to practice by refining the innate essence.

However, just when his golden elixir was formed, a real fire suddenly burst out from the golden elixir.

Pure Yang true fire!

This Pure Yang True Fire appeared in the Dantian, burning fiercely around the golden elixir, and actually burned the surrounding essence at the same time... When these essences burned by the Pure Yang True Fire returned to himself, Zhao Yifu felt an indescribable comfort.

His physical condition actually improved at this time. Previously, he used himself as a furnace to cultivate this golden elixir, and now that the golden elixir is complete, it begins to feed back to his physical body!

Of course, this benefit to the body is only a side benefit. The real key after forming the elixir is to refine the qi and transform it into spirit!

Everyone has a soul, but when we are in this mortal body, the soul is hidden in the body and does not manifest itself.

But it is different after the golden elixir is formed. It is equivalent to a brand new carrier of the soul, a most suitable carrier.

When the primordial spirit resides in the golden elixir, it can be nourished by the warm true energy and continuously strengthened.

Just like at this moment, Zhao Yifu felt that his originally illusory soul seemed to have substance under the nourishment of the golden elixir. He could even feel that his soul was getting stronger little by little.

The feeling of knowing clearly that he is getting stronger is really wonderful. Zhao Yifu feels that if he can get stronger by sitting like this, he can work hard until the end of time.

He sat like this for a while, and suddenly thought of what Zhou Su said, and he wanted to take inventory of his own treasury.

He hasn't been in charge of the government affairs for some time, so he doesn't know the situation of the treasury.

As a result, as soon as he thought about it, a wisp of his spiritual consciousness broke away, and his consciousness left his body like flying catkins, and then appeared in the treasury.

He looked at the piles of tax silver in the treasury, and with just a glance, he came up with a number with just an idea.

Then he had another thought and came to a granary in the city, and a clear number appeared in his mind again.

His consciousness returned in shock. He did not bother to sit in seclusion any longer. He came out of the bedroom and hurried to the study in the dark. He found the account book and took a look. He found that the numbers in the account book did not completely match the numbers he had just obtained, but the difference was not that big.

"what?"

He was confused for a moment, then thought: Could this be the soul leaving the body?

It's possible.

So he quickly sat down cross-legged, wanting to try to let his spirit leave his body again.

But this time, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it even with sweat on his forehead.

The unintentional success just now seemed like an accident?

Zhao Yifu didn't believe this, so he began to think about what exactly was going on with him...

He was so focused on practicing that his consciousness was completely immersed in a state of thoughtlessness.

The reason why he was able to leave his body was because he had an unexpected thought of wanting to check out the treasury.

Normally, when one is in a state of concentration, such thoughts should be suppressed quickly.

However, his Yuan Shen was being nourished by the golden elixir and was constantly growing stronger, and his chaotic thoughts were somewhat suppressed...

Zhao Yifu understood instantly.

The so-called Yin God is actually just a side effect of the Jindan stage practice. It is the awakening and manifestation of part of the divine consciousness when the main consciousness is dormant.

The Yin Spirit is completely a by-product of the Golden Core Stage. It is of no help to the cultivator's practice, but it is quite interesting when wandering at night.

So the question is, Zhao Yifu has already understood the Yin God theoretically, and has stared at it from a high position, so how should he face the Yin God now?
Zhao Yifu: ZZZ...

he has slept.

When he fell asleep, his main consciousness went dormant, and then his scattered consciousness, or more commonly known as his 'subconscious', emerged...

It 'drilled' out of the body with some difficulty, and his powerful body exerted a great restraining force on the Yin Spirit.

However, this was the first step in the Yin Spirit's journey. Unlike the previous accidental flash of inspiration, this was his first serious attempt to let the Yin Spirit leave his body.

What made him feel a little unhappy was that after his Yin Spirit left his body and woke up, the world he saw was not as beautiful as he had imagined.

This is a very turbid world, and all the scenes in the world are filled with a fuzzy texture like "low-pixel noise".

Of course, this is not because his eyesight is poor, but because his perspective on the world has changed.

Zhao Yifu's ghost spirit floated in his room for a while, and then disappeared on the spot with a thought.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself before an old Taoist... well, before his master. Looking around, he realized that he had, in a single thought, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and arrived at Moshan Mountain!
At this moment, the master opened his eyes and glared at him fiercely...

He was startled, and his mind was shaken and his emotions became unstable, and he disappeared from the spot all of a sudden.

His thoughts immediately retracted into his body, and his body naturally regained consciousness.

Zhao Yifu felt a little flustered when he woke up. After all, his master seemed very fierce just now.

He had a vague feeling that something bad was going to happen, and after thinking about it, he suddenly came up with a bad idea.

He quickly reached into his sleeve and hung up the picture of summoning the gods.

In the picture of summoning the gods, the two emperors are playing chess and they seem to have a good relationship.

At this time, they all turned their heads and looked over, their expressions seemed to say: What are you going to do again, kid?

Before Zhao Yifu could say anything, his master came to kill him.

"Well, you little bastard, I asked you to ask me to protect you when you were forming your elixir, but couldn't you just wait for me to come over?"

"This child is incorrigible..."

Liang Zhongzhi cursed a little defensively, saying that only true concern would lead to such behavior.

Of course, he noticed the summoning picture where the two emperors were, but at this time he had no time to pay attention to the two emperors, and still blurted out all the words he had prepared.

Zhao Yifu was scolded so much that he couldn't even raise his head, especially since Liang Zhongzhi spoke in a very elegant manner and didn't seem to be very angry, but his words were really cold.

There's no way, maybe this is the anger of an old father.

Finally, after Liang Zhongzhi had finished speaking, he respectfully bowed to the Summoning God Diagram and said, "I am Meng Lang, and I am sorry to have been laughed at by the Patriarch and Emperor Wenheng."

Over there, the Grandmaster suddenly laughed heartily: "Good, good, you finally vented my anger."

Zhao Yifu was unhappy when he heard this. He said, "Grandmaster, how did I offend you?"

The master pointed at him and said angrily, "Look at how lazy you are. When you have something to do, you are very respectful to us, but when you have nothing to do, you just roll us up and shove us in the dark. How dare you say that?"

Zhao Yifu: "..."

He felt that he might have gone a little too far. After all, these two were respected and worshipped by the world, and he was indeed being a little neglectful.

Who knew that just as the Patriarch had finished speaking, Emperor Wenheng stroked his beard and said solemnly, "I have seen many evil people who sincerely serve me, but then turn around and become thieves and prostitutes. They are truly not as honest and loyal as this child."

"You said you have a bad temper? That's perfect, this child will follow me from now on."

The master drew his sword and attacked without saying a word.

My goodness, is this something a human would say?
He was just gloating over someone else's misfortune, but now he's actually trying to poach people?
The Grandmaster was furious. While clashing with Emperor Wenheng, he also lashed out at Liang Zhongzhi: "The child is ignorant. Just say a few words. Why are you talking so much?"

Liang Zhongzhi: “…”

He was sure that he was being taken out on others.

However, the way the two big guys in the scroll were brandishing swords and knives was really scary, mainly because it put too much mental pressure on people.

Seeing this, Zhao Yifu seized the opportunity and immediately took off the summoning picture, rolled it up, and stuffed it into his sleeve to avoid seeing it.

Liang Zhongzhi breathed a sigh of relief. He finally understood why the master had complained so much about Zhao Yifu before... He could now especially empathize with the suffering of his own disciple.

He patted Zhao Yi Fu's shoulder and said nothing. He had felt satisfied with his scolding just now and was now calm.

Looking at the disciple who looked well-behaved, he suddenly laughed.

"Jun Xin... no, now I have a Taoist name."

"Fu Yinzi, since you have already achieved the Golden Elixir, come with me to attend the Three Meridians Exchange Conference on the Winter Solstice next year."

"Can you get away from here?"

Zhao Yifu nodded quickly upon hearing this and said, "Don't worry, Master. It's okay for me to stay by your side from now on."

Liang Zhongzhi stretched out his hand and wanted to hit Zhao Yifu on the head, but of course he missed.

This Yin spirit body could not touch anything. He said helplessly: "Since I have chosen to be an official, I must fulfill my duties conscientiously and not fish for three days and dry the net for two days..."

He started preaching again.

Zhao Yifu listened obediently and nodded, without any sign of impatience.

Liang Zhongzhi felt bored as he spoke. He said, "It would be a good thing if you could arrange your affairs and leave for a while. After all, the main altar of the Chunyang Sect is on Difei Mountain in Tianyuan Prefecture. It's quite a hassle to get there."

Zhao Yifu was slightly surprised when he heard this, because there was no Tianyuan Prefecture or Difei Mountain in the territory of Daxu.

He said, "Master, that's within the Liao Kingdom of the Northern Dynasty, right?"

Liang Zhongzhi said, "Indeed, Difei Mountain is also the main gate of the Wanshou Sect, a branch of the Danding lineage. When the Dan, Jian, and Wen lines of the seven sects arrive, all the outstanding disciples will come to participate in discussions and exchanges, so naturally, there will be some comparisons."

"You have to behave well."

After hearing this, Zhao Yifu immediately realized that he was probably chosen to be the "eye-catching treasure".

He nodded with a little pressure.

Liang Zhongzhi added, "Also, letting your Yin Spirit wander is actually a drain on your Divine Mind. You're still in the stage of rapid growth of your Yuan Spirit, so it's best to restrain your Divine Mind and not let your Yin Spirit wander freely."

"Wait until your soul reaches a bottleneck before you can try to apply this method to other situations."

Zhao Yifu immediately bowed in acceptance after hearing this, which was something he had not expected.

Sure enough, the Yin Spirit leaving the body is not a landmark state in the process of cultivation, but just a scenery along the way.

Liang Zhongzhi's Yin spirit left after another warning.

At this time, the sky gradually brightened, and Zhao Yifu began to look forward to the gathering of the three branches of the Chunyang Sect more than a year later.

But before that, he had other things to do.

That is, he has to get himself a sword.

Otherwise, his jealous ancestor might cause trouble for him again.

　Attending a wedding in the countryside, it was lively all day, but when I got home at night and saw the empty Word document, I wanted to cry.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)