I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 34 Alchemy
The alchemy room is located at the innermost part of Qingxu Temple, unlike the main hall in front where pilgrims often come and go.

In the afternoon, sunlight filtered through the bamboo forest, making the leaves shine brightly as they swayed in the wind, scattering dappled light. Compared to the noisy outside, it was exceptionally tranquil; the world seemed to possess a stillness, and one could hear the sounds of all things.

Jiang She knew nothing about alchemy.

Anything related to alchemy could only remind him of many emperors, scholars, and Taoists in history who were obsessed with immortality, studied magic arts, and died from poisoning after taking elixirs.

But after dealing with this world for a long time, I witnessed the existence of gods, ghosts, and supernatural phenomena, and I also heard a lot about alchemy and Taoist cultivation methods.

Drawing parallels from this, some ideas also came to mind.

You can give it a try.

The alchemy room at Qingxu Temple is small, with only two small medicine furnaces on a shelf. The young Taoist boy was lazy when cleaning, and they have accumulated a lot of dust.

Jiang She gently brushed his hand across the surface and picked up a bronze stove with a rather antique feel.

The old abbot, leaning on his cane, stood at the entrance with the local deity, watching the experts make their selections.

He had expended a great deal of energy today. First, he watched the disciples in the temple perform rituals, then he sensed that the mountain lord of this place was about to arrive, and then he chatted for a long time with this unknown master in front of him, learning the identity of his childhood benefactor. His mind was greatly disturbed.

As people get older, their energy levels naturally decline, and they are already feeling somewhat fatigued.

The old Taoist priest asked, "The alchemy room in my Qingxu Temple is a bit small. Would you like to choose another altar and set up the ritual implements?"

"No need, this place is fine."

Facing the alchemy furnace.

Jiang She did not light a fire first, nor did he put in any metals, stones, or other materials needed for alchemy.

His heart was at peace as he sat indoors, listening to the breath of the mountains and fields.

In places unseen by mortals, the wind whispers, and the verdant air between heaven and earth passes through the tips of every tree in the forest, through flowing streams and schools of fish, and through wild deer, tigers, snakes, pythons, and monkeys.

It swept past every pilgrim, Taoist priest, woodcutter, and hunter on the mountain.

Even further away, the Han River flows through the city, and the verdant air rushes towards it.

Yuan Danqiu was talking to Daoist Lian Yue when he suddenly raised his head, looked around, and wondered what had happened.

The worshippers murmured, "Hey, didn't you feel that breeze just now? It felt really nice."

And in front of the alchemy room.

The abbot suddenly felt a gentle breeze, which made him feel refreshed and invigorated.

Looking towards the alchemy room, he was lost in thought.

Beside him, the Earth God Mountain Demon, being a deity of this place and the lord of the mountains and rivers, felt it even more deeply. He straightened his back, his gaze fixed on the room, not missing a single move of the immortal.

Jiang She sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and listening to the breath of the mountain and the city.

It seems that this world, too, is in harmony with destiny, and has traveled thousands of miles to reach you.

Its body is one with heaven and earth, and it is everywhere.

The old abbot's words inspired him. If one abandons the use of metals and minerals, and does not use herbs...

It takes the heavens as its tripod and the earth as its furnace.

Gather the pure energy of heaven and earth to harmonize yin and yang.

Is it possible to create an elixir through this process?

Jiang She sat in the alchemy room, and a gentle breeze came by itself. The green mist not only filled the small medicine furnace and the alchemy room, but also almost filled the entire mountain.

With each breath, the mind is clear and the body and mind are free.

The old abbot suddenly felt a lightness all over his body, as if he were seeing the world clearly for the first time.

Birds chirped, and the wind rustled through the woods.

The mountains and fields flowed by.

In comparison, I realized how cumbersome my previous breathing had been.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "This is..."

The Earth Deity slowly exhaled, feeling comfortable and refreshed all over, even his hair. The turbid air sank down, while the pure air floated.

The mandrill said:
"The arts of immortals, you and I have witnessed today."

"I have heard the Dao here. Abbot, please take a close look. This is a Daoist teaching that one will never encounter in a lifetime."

The old abbot couldn't help but ask:

"If mortals think this way, do immortals and gods also think this way?"

The Earth Spirit Mountain Demon sighed, "Compared to such truly carefree and enlightened immortals..."

"You and I are both just children learning to speak in our quest for the Way, so what difference is there between us?"

"To witness the Great Dao is such a blessing!" The Earth Deity was even somewhat embarrassed. A few days ago, at his initiation banquet, he served fine wine to the immortals, claiming it was equivalent to a month of meditation. At the time, he was not without a sense of pride, and the immortals must have noticed it.

And now...

The green aura between heaven and earth pulsates with life.

I'm afraid saying three or five years... would be an understatement.

I wonder how many living beings in this land will benefit greatly after today, and how many will attain enlightenment in the future.
In the alchemy room, only a gentle breeze remained.

Jiang She opened his eyes. Sunlight streamed into the room, making it bright and radiant. The air inside was a pale blue. Outside the door, bamboo leaves rustled, and withered leaves swirled on the ground.

The world was completely still.

Inside the alchemy furnace, nine pills lay quietly.

It has a bluish hue and is full of vitality.

That's what I gained from this trip.

He thought for a moment, then got up, pushed open the door, and asked the abbot to borrow a few porcelain bottles.

The old abbot was still in a daze.

The earth spirit pulled me along.

"some!"

When he spoke, his voice was unusually cautious, with a hint of dazedness.

They left in a hurry.

When the old abbot returned, only a quarter of an hour had passed; it was unknown how fast or hurried the elderly Taoist had been. The old abbot, not knowing what kind of medicine the immortal desired, simply grabbed both types of porcelain and jade bottles used to store pills from the temple.

There are eight or nine bottles in total.

Jiang She couldn't help but smile slightly.

The pills were contained in three bottles, their forms perfectly round, their medicinal properties neither dissipating nor diminishing. Jiang She thought for a moment, then beckoned, drawing the azure energy from the room into the bottles. The azure spiritual liquid condensed and did not disperse, dripping like pearls, untouched by dust or impurity.

This was more than the pills; it took several bottles to fill them all.

After doing all this, Jiang She turned around, looked at the two people standing motionless like stone statues outside the door, and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Thank you for lending me this place, Abbot."

The old abbot suddenly came to his senses.

He dared not accept the courtesy and hurriedly avoided it.

This is this...

This is what the expert meant by "wanting to try it out" and "never having refined elixirs before"?
Even the methods of alchemy, some points to note, and a few formulas were all explained to this person by the old Taoist. But just now, watching this extraordinary person refine pills from afar, from beginning to end, it seemed like he was not the same person at all.

Jiang She tucked the elixir into his sleeve.

He pushed open the door and stepped out of the courtyard. Only then did he see that there were many Taoist priests standing outside the courtyard. Their numbers were too many to count at a glance. They were all people who had sensed the strangeness but dared not go in to disturb it. They were just watching from afar, longing for it.

The Old Deer Mountain God was also among the crowd, his hair and beard completely white, appearing remarkably serene compared to the mortals who were unaware of what had happened.

He raised his hand to greet Jiang She, his expression complex, and smiled:

"Sir, your wonderful method has truly broadened our horizons."

He stroked his beard: "The people of Xiangzhou are truly blessed..."

The old abbot was stunned for a moment.

Among the crowd, Yuan Danqiu and Meng Haoran, who had come to look around with the Taoist priests, stared at the scholar in blue robes, speechless. They couldn't even hear the Taoist priest Lian Yue calling to them, and were only brought back to their senses after being nudged a few times.

"It's actually Mr. Jiang..."

Yuan Danqiu murmured.

He had only been separated from Jiang She for two hours, and while he was talking to Daoist Lian Yue, he saw many Daoists hurriedly leaving and heading towards a certain place.

Yuan Danqiu, being curious, took Meng Haoran and Daoist Lian Yue with him.

Listening to the whispers and discussions among the crowd, he realized that this was the alchemy room of Qingxu Temple, a place rarely visited.

Alchemy...

Mr. Jiang said he doesn't know how to make elixirs.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Jiang She looked at the two people standing with the Taoist priest and said:

"Please go ahead, I'm afraid I'll be back later."

(End of this chapter)