Taoist chanting

His current cultivation base is limited, and he can't produce a real wood-flavored fire in his body. He can't have enough aura stones on hand for him to squander at will, and the refining stove can't reach the treasure level recorded in the classics. He can only be honest and practical. Boil Shengdan method.

Put the three pieces of medicinal herbs into three cotton bags respectively.

Come to a plank road dug out of the back mountain, walk down a dozen feet diagonally, and open the medicine refining grotto built on the rock.

In the past three years, no medicine has been refined, and the smell of the medicine cave is not very pleasant, and it is open for ventilation.

I called in clean water to wipe it clean, I deliberately cleaned the heavy six-foot alchemy furnace several times, picked out the spring water three times from a large wooden bucket, filled the stone water tank in the corner, and brought in a few bags of silver bone charcoal, and the preparations were completed. , also at noon.

After lunch, while drinking tea in the West Hall.

Zhang Wenfeng said: "I've been refining medicine for the past two days, Senior Sister, if you have time, come and help me replace one or two with the fire. I want to try and see if I can refine the 'Qing Qi San' that the monks take."

His current status as a cultivator has already been discussed with the senior sister who returned to the mountain gate.

The Taoist monks who practice on the mountain will not rush to help their fellow disciples.

Even if Zhang Wenfeng is the master of the temple, when he was busy carrying water, the second senior brother who took a break would not take the initiative to ask to replace the water carrying.

Because maybe the master of the temple is carrying out some kind of practice ritual.

It is a big taboo to meddle in the private affairs of the same sect, unless you personally ask for help.

Yue Anyan nodded with a smile and said, "Sure, I'll help you get started. This morning, no one from the neighbors went up to the mountain to seek medical treatment. Lord Guan, your method will work."

There are ten doctors and nine doctors. They have all been Master's Zhao Gunpowder Boys, and they are no strangers to cooking and refining medicine.

Refining medicines is particularly expensive. Back then, most of the silver taels that their master earned from drawing talismans to treat illnesses to nobles bought medicinal materials and made all kinds of supplementary medicinal pills and medicinal powders that could improve the acquired cultivation.

In order to make a breakthrough, Lao Guanzhu tried several methods.

The second senior brother smiled and said, "When I come back from Jieqiao Village to assess the apprentices in the afternoon, I also want to watch the master refining medicine, won't I bother you?"

"As long as you have free time, feel free to come, there is no taboo."

Zhang Wenfeng finished drinking the tea and said again: "Second Senior Brother, please make a hexagram and help me calculate, where is the hanging mirror today? When is the best time to start the fire and open the furnace to refine medicine?"

Ancient monks alchemy, must fast, crown, cover the Tao, kneel and hold the medicine stove.

Pray to the Great Dao Tianzun, and then enter the mountain again.

It is also necessary to calculate the auspicious days and good times in advance, inserting swords in the medicine furnace, hanging ancient mirrors, etc., there is a very complicated set of ceremonies.

Nowadays, they are not so particular about it, but they will also count on auspicious times to start the fire, so as to make the medicine refining go smoothly.

Whether it's psychological comfort or really useful, the rules of hanging mirrors and swords remain.

"Okay, wait a minute."

Among the many brothers and sisters, the second senior is the most skilled in divination.

After he finished his work, he took a bath, stood up and fetched water to clean his hands. He took out the shiny brown-yellow ancient tortoise shell for shaking the hexagrams and three ancient coins from his sleeve. Put a coin into the turtle shell, and put the palms of both hands on the two ends of the turtle shell.

Silently reciting the hexagrams in his mouth, he shook the tortoise shell three times, up and down, left and right.

Tilt one end of the turtle shell to release the left palm, and scattered the coins on the desk.

When the coins are still, check the yin and yang of the three coins.

After doing this six times, he stretched out his hand to count for a while, and then shook the hexagram for the next round. The three people in the room were silent, except for the jingling sound of coins colliding.

After a long time, the second senior brother received the turtle shell and ancient coins, and said, "The master of the temple belongs to the wooden house. Today is the right time to start the fire at the second quarter of Shenshi, and hang the mirror in the northwest."

Zhang Wenfeng took out the three-wen copper coin, handed it to the second senior brother, and said with a smile, "Good!"

The second brother received the hexagram gold, and the three continued to boil water to make tea and chat about things inside and outside the Taoist temple.

At the beginning of Shen Shichu, Zhang Wenfeng came to the medicine refining cave with a bag of medicinal herbs and an hourglass pot to see the time, checked the medicine refining stove up and down again, and then paced the cave with his hands behind his back.

When the time comes, first hang a bronze gossip mirror on the stone wall in the northwest, insert the previously used saber into the ear hole on the side of the medicine furnace, and start the fire smoothly with silver bone charcoal. After the two rituals, grab the decorative furnace cover The furnace lugs at both ends, with the strength of both arms, lifted the heavy cover to the nearby stone table.

This ancestral medicine refining stove was wiped dark yellow, and the material is neither gold nor jade, simple and heavy.

There is another mystery in the furnace. In the middle is a huge container, which is used to hold water and moisturizing medicine to control the temperature. It is called "Shui Ding". It is used to place medicinal materials, gold stones and other items.

On the arc-shaped edge of the main cauldron, there are evenly distributed nine fist-shaped depressions called "dan chambers".

The final product of refining medicine, no matter whether it is a waste medicine or a good medicine, will appear in the Jiukong Dan room.

Unpack a medicine bag, and place the pieces of nine medicinal herbs in the hanging medicine cauldron.

Lift the water tripod, place it again on the top of the hanging medicine tripod, seal it tightly, and use a stone basin to fetch spiritual spring water from the stone jar and pour it into the main furnace. Filled most of the cauldron with water, covered the lid of the main furnace, and sealed the furnace with the yellow talisman for praying medicine written in advance.

Insert six pieces of silver bone charcoal into the three stove holes below to control the medium heat to cook the medicine.

Most of the time, it is very boring to add charcoal to the fire.

Practicing medicine is about the patience and perseverance of practitioners, and it is a part of cultivating the mind.

Zhang Wenfeng took out the booklet "Analysis of Yuan Qi Huamu Talisman" from his arms, walked slowly in the cave to read the book, and occasionally drew a pen in the air with his right hand to outline the rune graphics. , Three or two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and a pot of expensive and laborious medicinal materials was wasted.

Read a book for a while, glance at the hourglass pot in a prominent place, and check the charcoal fire in the stove.

Silver bone charcoal is burn-resistant, has even firepower, and has no smell of fireworks. Apart from being expensive, it is easier to use than the silver wire charcoal that Master bought before, and it does not require frequent addition of charcoal.

The sky was getting dark, and the three lamps filled with clear oil on the stone wall were lit.

The cave was filled with a faint scent of traditional Chinese medicine. Zhang Wenfeng looked at the fire without being anxious, and read a book by the light. After a while, he heard voices outside.

"Guanzhu, we are here. If there is anything we need to pay attention to, you can tell us. You go to the dining hall and have a good rest."

The second senior brother and Yue Anyan walked in one after another.

It is a rule handed down from generation to generation that it is not advisable to eat greasy food in the refining cave.

Zhang Wenfeng took the book, told the two of them the amount of charcoal to add and the approximate time, and walked out of the cave.

It was twilight outside, and the tired birds returned to their nests. After finishing the old lame man's still hot dinner, they chatted a few words, then went down the mountain and found the donkey tossing in the eastern woods.

"Haven't you found the trick to cast 'Lightning Fall'?"

"Find some feeling. In fact, you don't need to step up and step on the fight. It's just a way to work with the kung fu. You just need...how should I put it, it's a bit like the explosion of sound, compressing the evil energy through hand formulas or magic staff. I don't have hands. It should be released with the mouth, after I think about it, I almost figured it out."

At this moment, the donkey became very deep, like a wise man, and his jet-black eyes were full of light of thought.

The words are crisp, and there is no ramble at all.

Zhang Wenfeng patted the donkey's wisdom-filled top door with relief, and said, "I'm optimistic about you!"

A few words are worth a thousand words.

The encouraged donkey nodded fiercely, "I can do it."

Chapter 59 Dao Xiu Wuwei Bones, Donkeys Can Thunder

Returning to the refining cave, the sky was already dark and the moon had not yet risen.

Zhang Wenfeng asked the two of them to go back to the evening class. He stayed alone, checked the charcoal fire on the stove, and took out the booklet to continue flipping through the books to pass the time.

About an hour later, the second senior brother walked into the cave and took care of the fire with him.

Talking about his assessment of children in Jieqiao Village in the afternoon, he was very strict. After checking all the children sent, only three passed, rejecting a young and weak orphan who was not qualified enough to be forced into the village.

Taoist temples are not good halls, and once the opening of looseness and kindness is opened, the mountain will not be clean.

At that time, they can't afford to eat, their livelihood is unfinished, the disabled orphans, and all kinds of abandoned babies will be sent up the mountain. They have to spend time and money to send people to the city for resettlement, and even fall into infamy in the local area. .

The second senior brother took out two hundred copper coins and gave them to the village Zheng, so he could give the children a few full meals and buy thick clothes to wear.

Children must be taken over by their brothers or relatives in order to get rid of the intercession between the villagers and the villagers.

He just felt that he was a little ashamed of the ignorant and pitiful eyes that the child looked at him.

Zhang Wenfeng can understand the guilt of the second senior brother.

He used to be helpless and hopeless in his heart, so he said with relief:

"Master taught, 'Tao Xiu Wuweigu', you have done nothing wrong, what is wrong is the conscience of the child's family and relatives, there are too many sufferings and injustices in the world, you and I are limited in our ability, you can only save yourself, but not others."

Second Senior Brother nodded, "I understand this, but I feel uneasy."

This was the first time he had resisted the Master's will in his heart.

Is it really right to be wise to protect yourself and self-cultivation?

"Senior brother, you go over there and sit down and meditate on the Dao Sutra."

Zhang Wenfeng couldn't bear to see that the second senior brother couldn't get out of the bull's horn, so he ordered in an orderly tone.

The second senior brother remained silent, picked up a wheat straw futon from the top of the mountain, and placed it on the corner of the stone wall to meditate on the wall.

Zhang Wenfeng's face was flat, and he sighed silently in his heart. Xiu was both right and wrong. Of course he couldn't say such things that went against Taoism. He picked up the book again and walked slowly to pass the time.

In the cave, the mist of medicinal fragrance filled the air, and it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of water in the stove.

When he was about to have a baby, Yue Anyan came down from the mountain and replaced the second senior brother to go back to rest. The second senior brother has a lot of things to do in the daytime tomorrow.

Zhang Wenfeng explained some precautions to his senior sister. He also walked out of the cave and went up to the top of the mountain to get some air.

The moonlight is as cool as water, all over the earth.

The black donkey came silently from the shade of the tree, grinning and showing his teeth, his white teeth reflecting the moonlight, looking extremely strange.

This guy smiled strangely, and didn't speak when he got closer.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "Have you learned the lightning strike technique?"

This guy wants to talk but still has a constipated facial expression, how can he not see that the donkey has learned the art of thunder!

Deliberately holding back and pretending to be deep, waiting for him to ask for praise.

Thunder magic is the most difficult to cultivate among all types of magic, and it only takes a day and a night to learn, not to mention that donkeys are very different from human meridians, and they have no fingers to perform magic tricks.

"I learned."

The donkey couldn't help laughing, "Ah uh... uh", with a cheerful expression of "I'm very good".

The old cripple sleeping in the backyard hut was awakened.

People always sleep lightly, and if they want to fall asleep, they don't know how long it will take to roll.

The old cripple was so angry that he yelled: "Donkey day, in the middle of the night, the spring barking again, rushing to tomorrow, I invite the gelding pig in the town to cut your donkey's eggs..."

The donkey quickly shut up and scolded: "The old guy of the donkey day doesn't care about the good things every day."

Zhang Wenfeng held back his laughter, went down the mountain, and said with a voice transmission: "Congratulations, I have learned another technique, and the other "Nine Heavens Hundred Tribulations of Thunder" is a self-protection technique, and I will teach you when you are proficient in falling thunder. ."

The donkey will not care about the old lame hero who is lonely and wild in its heart.

That was Mr. Enlightenment of its Jianghu dream, and he said happily: "Wow, wow, I have practiced self-protection magic, and I am no longer afraid of knife and sword stabbing." He added: "Fan pigs can't cut."

Zhang Wenfeng almost burst out laughing.

The pattern of this product was taken away by the old lame, and the resentment is quite deep.

"You also have to have deep demon power in your body." After pouring a small spoon of cold water, he asked curiously, "How powerful is your lightning strike? Let me see it later."

In other words, he has never seen lightning.

How does a donkey cast a spell, does it spray it out of its mouth?

An embarrassed look appeared in the donkey's eyes, and he said, "My demon power is not strong enough, I can only perform five thunderbolt spells, and I haven't recovered yet. The power... still needs to be improved. For the time being, it is only the thickness of the straw, thin and unrealistic, and even a wild Rabbits can't be stunned."

It didn't say that the accuracy was too bad, and the casting speed was slow, which was too embarrassing.

Five lightning strikes in a row chased after the hare's buttocks, and only one hit the target.

It was luck that he hit the front in a panic, and the hare was scorched with some fur, rolled twice, trembling and did not escape into the depths of the woods.

Zhang Wenfeng thought to himself that this guy has a grudge against the hare, and every time the hare suffers.

"That's why, cultivation is the foundation, and magic is the branches and leaves. You have to step up your cultivation, don't be slack, and after the cultivation is improved, the power of Lei Fa will be extraordinary."

Taking the opportunity to talk to the donkey, Zhang Wenfeng was satisfied and returned to the medicine refining cave in the back mountain.

Yue Anyan looked at the fire and asked softly, "What's wrong with the second senior brother? It seems that he has something on his mind."

Zhang Wenfeng told about the bad things that the second senior brother encountered in Jieqiao Village. He and senior sister had different backgrounds, and said, "Second senior brother's hidden intention is to take in that little orphan who is not qualified to cultivate. What do you think?"

Yue Anyan hid his face under the backlight, and was a little stunned. After a long while, his tone was desolate:

"Tomorrow afternoon, I will go to another village to recruit apprentices with the second senior brother. It will not be too difficult for him to do it. The second senior brother seems inhumane, but he is actually soft-hearted and can't see poor people."

She went to the corner of the wheatgrass futon to meditate.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the senior sister who was cross-legged and closed her eyes, and said it as if he was hard-hearted.