The Mysterious Immortal, the Everlasting Lamp

Lu Wenze walked out of the treasure pavilion in courtyard number five.

"Senior Brother Lu Yao, you've been at the Fire Dragon Academy for seventeen or eighteen years. His cultivation should be at the late stage of the Dao Embryo realm, right?"

The overflowing demonic barrier formed the shadow of the Dao.

Is this the secret method for advancing to the Dao Dan stage?

Or perhaps this is an inevitable phenomenon.

Senior Brother Wen Yuliang is gentle and refined, with a good temperament. He is the person who treats Lu Wenze the best in the Fire Dragon Academy.

"Is Senior Brother already at the peak of the Dao Embryo stage?"

Lu Wenze became extremely vigilant.

Lu Wenze felt that the secrets of Dao Moying were definitely not as simple as his senior brother had made them out to be.

There are only two possibilities.

First, the eldest brother knew the secret but concealed the key information.

Secondly, even the eldest disciple didn't know the most crucial secret.

"Being vigilant about the outside world is an attitude."

Just as Senior Brother Lu Yao said, in order to continue to live in the Fire Dragon Yuan, being wary of everything and everyone is a way of life.

Lu Wenze went to the dining hall, had lunch, asked for some dry food, and returned to his room.

The first thing I did when I got back to my room was to lock the doors and windows.

"Fire Dragon Oil, Fourth Senior Brother has half a jin in his white porcelain bottle."

"The fifth senior brother's stored fire dragon oil in the white porcelain bottle contains less than half a pound, which is enough to pour out the oil from the fire dragon oil lamp."

"Sixth Senior Brother has the most fire dragon oil stored up, more than a pound."

"Sixth Senior Brother is usually diligent and cautious, but I never expected him to fall for it last night."

"Including the dragon oil I have stored myself, I have four catties of dragon oil in my possession."

To upgrade your natal magic weapon to the superior level, you need 30 kilograms of fire dragon oil.

"One-fifteenth has already been reserved."

"After deducting reserves, the fourth and sixth senior brothers' fire dragon oil lamps can still produce about eight ounces of fire dragon oil."

"At a normal burning rate, eight ounces of fire dragon oil can last for half a month."

Lu Wenze was calculating his family's assets.

What happened last night cannot be considered a normal situation.

The "Master" knocked on the door, and in just a few minutes, burned at least two ounces of fire dragon oil.

"Dragon oil is easy to collect."

"But the azure silk wick is the most troublesome part."

"The output depends entirely on the silk production of the blue silkworms nurtured in the Treasure Pavilion."

dong dong dong~~

Lu Wenze tapped his fingers on the table.

"After storing ten catties of fire dragon oil, the first thing to do is to collect one hundred azure silkworm wicks."

"On the contrary, one-third of the essence of brass has already been collected."

The main material of the fire dragon oil lamp is refined brass.

If a lamp is melted down, it can yield about one pound of brass essence.

"The Fire Dragon Academy controls a brass concentrate mine."

"In this respect, resources are plentiful."

"Thinking about it that way, I'm confident that I can collect these materials within three years."

Lu Wenze breathed a sigh of relief.

We retrieved the Daoist scripture "Guanyin Zizai Xiangu Jing" (Guanyin's Free and Easy Immortal Bone Scripture), but this was a rubbing, which had no value at the Huolong Daoist Academy.

Lu Wenze cut his finger, squeezed out the thick blood, and dripped it onto the white bone inkstone. He picked up an unusually large bone grinding stick, added cinnabar and black powder, and began to grind ink.

"One lap~~"

"Two laps~~"

......

"Forty-nine laps!!"

The inkstone and grinding stick, made from white bones, combined with a child's blood, century-old cinnabar, and mysterious black powder, gradually thicken the ink.

Looking at the ink that exuded a faint fragrance, Lu Wenze muttered to himself, "This ink cannot be made with water; it can only be made with the blood of a virgin."

Theoretically, you need several kilograms of blood to earn enough money to upgrade your natal magic weapon.

The amount of blood from these virgins added up is equivalent to all the blood in his current body.

Lu Wenze opened the "Guanyin Zizai Xiangu Jing" (The Scripture of Guanyin's Free and Easy Immortal Bones), turned to the first page, and began to copy it.

The malevolent nature emanating from the scriptures terrified Lu Wenze, who had lived two lives.

"This is too weird."

"What exactly does the Taoist temple use these special Taoist inscriptions for?"

Lu Wenze couldn't help but think of what his senior brother Lu Yao had said.

[Recently, many people from your three academies have exchanged for Daoist scriptures, presumably in preparation for advancing to the Dao Core Realm!]

The information revealed in this sentence made Lu Wenze think of the strange matter of the Demon Shadow.

"concentrate."

"If it's written incorrectly, this parchment is ruined."

Although the parchment was free.

However, when copying scriptures, one should avoid being distracted or inattentive.

According to the requirements of the Treasure Pavilion for collecting Taoist texts, the Taoist texts copied on a piece of parchment must not be altered in any way.

The Daoist energy within the body flows slowly, and the tip of the pen feels as heavy as a thousand pounds. However, circulating the Daoist energy can alleviate the fatigue caused by writing with the arm.

The white bone handle wolf hair brush, like a knife blade, cuts through the many fine lines that hinder the brush tip from drawing characters.

Lu Wenze could not observe any invisible threads obstructing his writing, but he had some guesses that copying the Tibetan scriptures in Daoist script was a taboo, hence the numerous problems.

The pages of the book were turned several times.

Lu Wenze placed the wolf-hair brush with the white bone handle in his hand on the white bone inkstone.

The ink in the inkstone has run out.

Lu Wenze's arms also grew tired. If he continued writing, the characters would become deformed, and the written Dao text would be rendered useless.

"One hundred and fifty Daoist characters."

Lu Wenze counted his gains after entering the first level of the Dao Embryo Realm, copying down what he had learned.

The effects of copying the texts were remarkable. With the help of Daoist breathing to relieve the fatigue and soreness in his arms, he was able to copy fifty more Daoist texts a day.

I shook my arm to improve blood circulation.

Looking at the orange-red light filtering through the window paper, Lu Wenze had unknowingly been copying scriptures for two hours.

"The full text of the Guanyin Zizai Xiangu Jing is about 12,000 characters. At my current state and speed, it will take at least three months to copy one book."

"Or as my cultivation level increases, my copying speed will become faster and faster."

It took him two hours to copy 150 Taoist texts.

Lu Wenze felt as if he wasn't writing, but rather carving jade with a carving knife.

The sky began to darken.

Lu Wenze lit the fire dragon oil lamp, opened the door, took down the lantern hanging in the corridor in front of the door, lit it, and then hung it up again.

After bolting the door and checking it several times, Lu Wenze still felt uneasy, so he moved the octagonal table from the hall over and used it to block the door.

That's when I feel at ease.

After doing all that, I took out the dry rations I brought back from the dining hall, poured a pot of tea, and ate it to fill my stomach.

He doesn't have any methods of abstaining from grains.

After the meal, Lu Wenze returned to his bed, sat cross-legged, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, concentrated his mind, and focused his attention on his dantian, circulating the Dao Embryo Foundation Building Technique.

In an instant, the energy in my entire body gathered in my dantian like water.

As the energy gathered, the energy became round like a chicken egg, gradually growing larger like a balloon, radiating a faint layer of white light.

With his breath rising and falling in rhythm with the exercise, Lu Wenze entered a very comfortable state.

The pores are open.

With each breath, the gas flows through the limbs and bones, circulating through the meridians and acupoints for a full cycle, before flowing into the dantian.

The inner core of the dantian felt like a pulsating fleshy embryo.

A faint white light illuminated the dark dantian.

The surrounding air currents converge from all directions, entering the body through the pores of the skin, circulating through the twelve meridians, and finally converging into the Dao embryo.

The Dao Embryo expands and contracts, like the rise and fall of breath, refining all the gathered Dao energy and condensing it into streams of true qi.

Only now did Lu Wenze truly grasp the profound mystery of the Qi Refiner.

He didn't know when he would be able to advance to the late stage of the Dao Embryo realm.

Only those who have reached the seventh level of the Dao Embryo stage can truly be called Qi Refiners.

Qi is also known as innate energy.

At most, Lu Wenze can absorb external energy into his body, transform it into Dao energy through the profound techniques, and then refine the Dao energy into his Dao embryo, condensing it into strands of true qi.

The Dao Embryo Nine Heavens are further divided into three mysterious transformations: the initial Dao Breath level, the middle True Qi level, and the late Innate Qi level.

As one's cultivation progresses, the most obvious change is the radiance of the Dao Embryo.