Descending upon the terrifying heavens as a superman

"The Eyes of Life and Death..."

"External alchemy assistance..."

The coffee and tea drinking was over. With Zhang Yue around, Uncle Jiu naturally wouldn't make a fool of himself. However, Ren Tingting, after learning that Zhang Yue had also returned from studying abroad, developed a liking for him and even exchanged a few words with him in English, which made Wen Cai, who was standing to the side, feel increasingly inferior.

Afterwards, Uncle Nine and Master Ren agreed to go back and check the auspicious day for relocating the grave, thus ending this gathering of drinking Western tea.

After returning to the mortuary, Zhang Yue also began his own cultivation. Now that he could see, he naturally practiced the magic of the True Immortal Temple.

Although Shuangtong is located in the Dharma-ending Age, the Taoist scriptures inside were unearthed a thousand years ago. Zhang Yue thought the Golden Knife Incantation alone was an extremely powerful spell.

Zhang Yue glanced at the cultivation manuals from the True Immortal Temple on his phone. He wanted to cultivate magical power, but even more so, he wanted to cultivate the ability to control insect-borne fungi...

That thing is so useful.

"One ounce each of sulfur, cinnabar, and realgar, half an ounce of mercury, plus Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonatum sibiricum, pearl powder, tortoise shell, deer antler, and dragon bone."

"Plus some herbs."

"Mix with honey and wine to form pills..."

Zhang Yue could understand these things. Even if it was heavy metal poisoning, he could understand that, after all, when it comes to cultivating Tao and refining pills, how could one not ingest some heavy metals?

However, the latter part of the materials—grave soil, coffin ash, corpse mud, as well as fungal soil, decaying grass, and fungi from the tomb—are definitely considered heretical practices.

The Taoist external alchemy practiced at Zhenxian Temple is divided into three types.

The first type is called Daoqing Dan, which is made from a small amount of herbs and a small amount of jade. It can nourish the body and calm the mind, and improve physical fitness.

The second type is called the Longevity Pill, which is made by mixing cinnabar, mercury, lead, mercury saltpeter, and other precious medicinal materials. It is highly poisonous and causes premature death.

However, the effects were also quite obvious. For example, Lin Daosheng and Huang Yifeng consumed this type of elixir, which enabled them to cultivate magical power in the Dharma-ending Age. They wielded the incredibly sharp Golden Knife Incantation.

The third type is called the Immortal Elixir. It uses the last few ingredients that Zhang Yue saw, which Xie Yali ate.

Besides heavy metals, they also added grave soil, coffin ash, wet mud, decaying grass, and fungi from the grave...

Corpse oil, herbs growing in front of graves...

The effect was also very obvious. After Xie Yali ate too much, his magical power increased greatly. He was able to freely control the insect-borne fungi to create illusions and remotely control several people in the Fire Pit Hell and Ice Hell to torture them to death in the hell within the illusion.

It can even manipulate other people's bodies, allowing Kevin to pull his own tongue out alive.

It can also control the yellow, fire, and earth elements, making him unable to distinguish reality from illusion.

Zhang Yue pondered for a moment. Given his current condition, if he were to cultivate by consuming the first type of pill, he would definitely be unable to use the insect-borne fungus.

Using the third type of external elixir would allow one to reach Xie Yali's level of cultivation in the shortest possible time. However, Xie Yali suffers from a brain tumor and is nearing the end of his life, which is why he disregarded everything and refined the third, most lethal type of external elixir to aid himself.

In the original storyline, Lin Daosheng and Huang Yifeng used insect-borne fungi multiple times, clearly indicating that the second type of elixir gave them the ability to control insect-borne fungi.

Therefore, my best course of action is to take the second type of external elixir used by Huang Yifeng and Lin Daosheng to strengthen myself. As long as it's controlled properly, I believe I won't die immediately from heavy metal poisoning.

After all, modern technology is so advanced, and there are many treatments available for heavy metal poisoning. As long as you have regular checkups, control your heavy metal intake, and receive treatment, living for another twenty years or so shouldn't be a problem.

After making the decision, Zhang Yue picked up the package, took out her money, and went out to find Wen Cai, asking him to help her buy materials.

When Uncle Nine heard that Zhang Yue wanted to buy materials to refine pills, he nodded without showing much surprise. After all, the Maoshan sect also had pill refiners. He asked Wen Cai to take Zhang Yue to town to buy the materials.

"Young brother, although it is common for us cultivators to refine pills and take medicine to improve our strength, you must not become addicted to it. These pills contain a lot of lead and mercury, and taking too much of them is bad for your health."

"If you want to become powerful, you must practice your skills diligently. Physical cultivation combined with Taoist cultivation is the key."

Zhang Yue wasn't surprised. The Maoshan sect was profound and extensive; how could they not know how to refine elixirs? It was also normal for them to know about heavy metal poisoning.

Uncle Nine himself was an alchemist, and he even refined a ghost pill similar to a translator, which allowed him to communicate with ghost messengers.

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Uncle Jiu, I understand, but I have no martial arts foundation and can only improve my strength by refining pills. I will be careful and will not eat too much."

"In that case, I'll have Wencai take you to town to buy the materials..."

"By the way, Uncle Nine, this is the 'Golden Knife Curse' that I obtained overseas. I'll give it to you."

"Oh..." Uncle Nine's eyes lit up. He reached out and took it, flipping through it as he casually asked, "This is clearly a Taoist technique from China. How did you obtain it overseas?"

Zhang Yue casually made up an excuse, "It was given to me by my Western teacher. Although it was a copy, he said it was looted from the Empress Dowager's palace by the Eight-Nation Alliance, so he wanted to return it to its rightful owner."

Uncle Nine nodded with a sigh, "I see. Your foreign teacher is indeed a good person."

Zhang Yue gave the "Golden Knife Curse" to Uncle Nine as part of his preparations. He believed that as long as he persisted, Uncle Nine, being such a kind-hearted person, would teach him Maoshan Taoist arts.

After casually glancing through a few pages, Uncle Nine's expression turned somewhat grave. "This book... is rather valuable."

"Uncle Jiu, a precious sword is a gift for a hero. The Golden Knife Curse is more effective against those who have committed heinous crimes. It is suitable for a respected elder like you. If it were in my hands, my cultivation would not be enough to unleash its full power. You should accept it."

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Besides, you also taught me a Maoshan mental cultivation formula to help treat my eyes."

Uncle Nine was a little embarrassed by what Zhang Yue said. "What I taught you was just a Taoist formula for nourishing life and soul. It can't be considered a secret method of my Maoshan School."

He glanced at Wencai subconsciously, "Alas, it's a pity that Wencai and Qiusheng are too untalented to inherit the mantle of my Maoshan lineage..."

Upon hearing this, Wencai immediately lowered his head and shrank back like a quail.

Zhang Yue wanted to ask if she could become an apprentice, but then felt it wasn't the right time. Uncle Jiu was so old, yet he only had two apprentices, which meant he valued the character of his apprentices more.

I'll definitely be rejected if I ask rashly, so I'd better wait a few days.

Let's talk about it when the time is right...

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"Brother Wencai, you've been by Uncle Jiu's side for so long, haven't you learned any skills?"

Zhang Yue and Wen Cai walked down the street. Wen Cai accompanied him to buy a small cauldron for alchemy, as well as some heavy metals such as mercury, lead, jade shavings, and pearl powder. Then they went to a pharmacy to buy deer antlers, tortoise shells, and dragon bones.

Wen Cai scratched his head sheepishly and said, "I'm too untalented. I haven't learned any real skills. I only know some unorthodox methods. I often advise my master to find another disciple so that he can inherit the mantle of our Maoshan sect..."

Zhang Yue looked at Wen Cai, who had an honest and simple face. Although he was not very talented, his character was impeccable. If anyone was willing to take a bullet for Uncle Jiu and die, Wen Cai would probably be the first one without hesitation.