Taoist chanting

The two took turns lighting the fire all night, and the two didn't talk much, but time passed easily.

On the afternoon of the [-]th, the medicinal gas in the cave became more and more fragrant, and the stove was changed to a small fire to add charcoal. Zhang Wenfeng, who had rested at night, was full of energy.

I glanced at the hourglass pot, calculated that the time was almost up, and took out the red hot charcoal in the stove below with small iron tongs.

He opened his arms and hugged the hot copper stove.

The palms of his hands are attached to the semi-circular copper buttons that protrude from the furnace body. As a beginner monk, his resistance to high temperature and cold is naturally far beyond that of an acquired martial artist.

He slowly poured Yuan Qi into the two copper buttons of the stove.

Peace of mind, no distracting thoughts, no rush, no rush to urge the Yuan Qi to transform it into the energy of the medicine furnace for the final refining and baking.

This is the most critical step in refining "Qing Qi San". It is no longer the same as his master refining medicines in the past. Apart from the experience he has learned from the classics, he has no reference.

Time passed slowly, and the mind was extremely calm.

He found that through the thick dark yellow medicine refining furnace, he "saw" the chaos of high temperature and transpiration inside the medicine furnace.

The mist is surging and changing.

A familiar feeling came to his mind, a knowing smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he read the scriptures in his mouth.

He felt that this time he should be able to grasp this magical state that made him stronger, and show it even when he was awake, instead of making him feel uncomfortable like erasing his memory.

Chapter 60 The Earth Moves When the Medicine Is Made, Why?

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's been a long time.

When Zhang Wenfeng woke up from the Taoist realm, he smelled a hint of refreshing medicinal fragrance, and was overjoyed. With the help of that magical realm, this Luqingqi powder should be completed!

The Yuan Qi in the body is empty, and there is only one tree-like Yuan Qi left.

Zhang Wenfeng was in a very good mood. He glanced at the hourglass pot. After about a quarter of an hour, the temperature on the outside of the medicine stove was no longer scalding.

He stretched out his hand to grab the ear of the lid, opened a gap in the furnace cover vigorously with both arms, and released hot air at high temperature with great experience.

After a while, the furnace cover was completely removed and placed on the stone table, and the mist in the medicine furnace was driven away by a hand fan a few times. Looking intently, there was a layer of light yellow fine powder accumulated in the alchemy chamber under the furnace, which was pure in color. Zixin is settled.

For the first time refining Qingqi San, it's done!

There are more or less different nine alchemy chambers with a layer of swirling medicinal powder.

Zhang Wenfeng only had time again, picked up the gourd on the stone table, poured a mouthful of cool spring water, took off the saber stuck on the side of the medicine stove, and placed a green wooden stake, ready to restore some of the consumed energy, and waited until the lid was opened The stove cools down completely.

I felt a sudden shock in the cave, and the furnace cover placed on the stone table collided with the saber, making a crisp sound.

Zhang Wenfeng was startled, and swept out of the cave.

Is it Dilong turning over?

He didn't even care about cleaning up the powder, and flew towards the top of the mountain.

After a long distance, I heard the old cripple's shout: "The sun is weird, why does it feel like the mountain is shaking?"

Zhang Wenfeng rushed to the field on the top of the mountain and looked up at the sky.

The autumn sky is clear and the sun is slanting westward. No matter how you look at it, it is not a sign of a major disaster.

He was about to greet the old lame man with an apron on his body and a kitchen knife in his hand when he came out of the kitchen. He felt a jolt under his feet, and heard a slight "click" from the black tiles of the Taoist temple.

"Uncle lame, come here!"

Zhang Wenfeng greeted the old cripple to the middle of the field.

If there is an earthquake, the open space is safe.

The vibration came suddenly, went away quickly, and stopped immediately.

The trees all around shook instigatedly, and some withered yellow leaves fell like rain.

There were bursts of exclamations from the bottom of the mountain, "Run quickly, the earth dragon will turn over." More than a dozen people who worked in the low mountain abandoned their work and ran to the south of the mountain.

The donkey neighed with an "ah uh... ah uh", but it ran up the mountain.

Zhang Wenfeng's heart was moved. He remembered a popular science article he had read in his previous life. When a major earthquake comes, there will be several abnormal signs. He remembers the most clear biological abnormality, such as the sensory organs of cows, horses, donkeys, and mules. Especially sensitive, they will panic before the earthquake, causing abnormal behaviors such as screaming, digging the ground, breaking the reins and running away.

There are also animals that burrow underground, such as mice, snakes, rabbits, etc., and tend to flee in advance.

He didn't hear the barking of the cows in the barn in the backyard, the donkey didn't escape but went up the mountain, and he didn't see any trace of mice. There were grain warehouses and kitchens on the mountain, and mice were indispensable.

Transsion asked: "Black donkey, do you feel uneasy and throbbing? Have you seen groups of mice and hares escape from the hole at the foot of the mountain?"

"Heart throbbing and restless? No. In broad daylight, mice are rare."

As the donkey climbed the slope, he panted for a voice-transmission answer.

Zhang Wenfeng was basically relieved that there would be no major earthquake, and then guessed wildly, could it be related to his success in refining medicine?

Impossible, he thought too much.

What he refined was not a rare drug.

The alchemy calamity recorded in the classics, the earth shakes and the mountains shake, it is the refining of a heaven-defying elixir that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth.

The old cripple observed cautiously, heard the yelling from the bottom of the mountain, and asked, "Why don't we go down the mountain to hide?" He was inconvenient in his legs and feet, and worried that if something happened, it would drag Brother Feng down.

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head slightly, still looking around, and explained: "According to ancient records, there are often omens before the earth dragon turns over. The cows, horses, and donkeys will be restless, and the rats will come out of the hole in groups to escape. At present, there are no such omens. It's like an earth dragon turning over, let's observe again, if something really happens, I'll come here in time with you on my back."

He recovered a little energy in his body, and escape was not a problem.

While talking, the donkey jumped up from the hillside, opened his mouth and said, "Ah uh... uh..."

It likes to roar with its head held high and bright like this.

How manly!

How arrogant and uninhibited!

Hearing that Brother Feng's analysis made sense, the old cripple felt a little settled, and felt that he still had to read more books and have a lot of knowledge. Among them, the overturning of the earth dragon would cause changes in cattle, horses and mice. He also remembered it, as if there was this statement.

I was in a hurry just now, how can I remember it for a while?

"Donkey Day, you are so loyal, I don't drink the wine for free, and I even ran up the mountain to share weal and woe. You are so good, you deserve to be a man with eggs!"

The old lame admired the donkey's spirituality very much.

The donkey ran forward briskly, and everyone liked to hear good things.

It rubbed the old cripple's shoulder. This old man thought his eggs got in the way last night, but today he has another rant.

So sometimes humans are fickle.

"Watcher, what happened just now?"

"I don't know, it seems that we are shaking, and there is no noise from the direction of the town."

"Really, could it be... Is there something going on in the ground?"

"Impossible, who can shake a mountain that is more than a hundred feet high?"

One person and one donkey communicated a few words through voice transmission. Zhang Wenfeng denied the donkey's wild guessing. Although he was puzzled, he became more and more certain that an earthquake would not occur.

Which earthquake is so stingy, and it is specially tailored for them within five miles?

Too much respect for them.

"Uncle lame, I'm still refining medicine in the back mountain. I have to finish it up. You should wait on the court floor before entering the kitchen."

The old cripple waved his hand, "Sure, I know, go get busy."

Zhang Wenfeng returned to the medicine refining cave, and probed to check the medicine furnace. Fortunately, no stone powder or gravel fell from the top.

He took out a clean small brush and a small black wooden box from the package of the stone case, and quickly leaned into the stove, swept all the clear air powders refined from the nine pill chambers into the wooden box, and did not care about packing the tools. He closed the wooden box and put it in his arms, took the bronze gossip mirror, blew out the oil lamp, closed the stone gate and returned to the top of the mountain with a relaxed expression.

The old cripple has experienced countless storms and waves, and he is very courageous, and he goes into the kitchen again.

The donkey was licking and drinking outside the kitchen. The old cripple specially rewarded it for his loyalty to the man.

Zhang Wenfeng heard more than a dozen people who escaped from the low mountain, and they talked a lot, and they came back again. Put it on the weighing pan, pour out the clear air from the wooden box, and sweep it with a brush to weigh it. The total is [-] cents and [-] cents, and the amount of paper is also [-] cents.

A good start.

After finishing the work at hand, he went out and called the donkey whose nostrils snorted alcohol, and climbed up and down around Xianling Mountain to search, trying to find the cause of the earthquake.

I even searched all the mountains and forests in the front, back, left and right, but found nothing suspicious. I only found a few bowls of wild animal caves, and there were no fresh traces. The donkey said that it was the hiding place of rabbits and yellow skins.

The donkey is very familiar with the grass and trees in Xianling Mountain. This is its territory, and it has the most say.

When the sunset was in the sky, the second senior brother and Yue Anyan walked up the mountain with a long faint shadow.

"Guanzhu, how is your medicine refining, is it done?"

The second senior brother saw that the master was busy collecting unthreshed bean stalks in the wheat drying field, so he asked a question with concern.

The discussion last night had no results, and he had gently put it down.

The man should take the cloud in his mind, who would think of sitting in the cold, uh!

Zhang Wenfeng put down the bean stick at hand, straightened up, and turned his head to look, only to see Senior Sister, rouge on her cheeks and a smirk on the corner of her mouth under the rays of the sun, looking at him.

Then he had a long-silent playfulness, and said with a smile:

"Guess!"

Chapter 61 The Spiritual Spring is gushing out, and the sea of ​​​​knowledge opens

After dinner, in the West Hall.

The three of them sat and drank tea. This way of drinking tea after a meal to communicate easily has gradually formed a habit.

"On the way back, I heard Ergou and the others who finished work saying that there was an earthquake in our area today, and there have been two consecutive times. They will not dare to come tomorrow, and want to rest for a few days to see the situation. Watching, what happened? What? We were in Xialin Village, six miles away, and didn't notice the ground movement."

He didn't talk about the business during the meal, at this time the second senior brother asked the doubts in his heart.

Zhang Wenfeng was also full of confusion, but he didn't show it on his face, and said, "There were indeed two earthquakes. I just finished refining the medicine at the time. I came out to check the situation and found nothing abnormal."

He analyzed the reasons for him to listen to the old lame man, as well as his search for Xianling Mountain, and said: "Let's be alert tonight and see what happens. By the way, Second Senior Brother, please take a hexagram and ask. Good luck."

He glanced at Yue Anyan.

The fortune teller does not ask himself, but gestures to ask senior sister.

Second Senior Brother nodded, got up to clean his hands, spread a piece of clean rice paper on the desk, and made a half-sound sketch on the paper with a pointed tip.

After the ink was dry, he took out six ancient coins from his arms and taught them to count money.

After a quarter of an hour, the divination put away the copper coins, folded the rice paper that had been calculated in the lesson and put it in the cloth bag around his waist, shook his head and said, "It's confusing, I can't figure it out, I'm too low, this matter is very strange. Tomorrow morning, I also searched around the front and back mountains."

"Our Taoist temple has been established here for more than [-] years, and there is no record of such strange things in the record books of the previous temple masters. We just have to know about this matter, so we don't need to be confused by it."

"Yes, Guanzhu is right."

The two bowed slightly.

Zhang Wenfeng took out two small porcelain vases from his pocket, put them on the coffee table and pushed them to the two of them. He smiled and said, "Uncle lame said that whoever sees it has a share. I have checked the classics, and Qingqi San is helpful for your breakthrough. Money, take one coin every three days, it must not be too much, and after taking this medicine, it is normal to have diarrhea and expel impurities and toxins from the body.”

For them in the Houtian realm, Qingqi San, even for a dollar, is still too powerful.

He is a reminder, lest the senior sister be caught off guard and embarrassed.

The room was silent for a while, and the second senior brother clasped his fists to signal, took the porcelain bottle, and said with a smile, "If I had known, I would have wrapped up the work of Zhaohuo's vigil, so that the spectator can rest more and not let Fei tired."

Yue An gave the joking second senior brother a blank look, meaning that you won't have my share if you pack it.

She picked up the porcelain bottle, lifted the cork and looked inside curiously, took a sniff, and couldn't help saying, "It smells good!"

Quickly put the cork on the bottle, so as not to lose the medicinal properties, put the bottle in the sleeve, took out a small green cloth bag, opened it, squeezed a jujube and put it in his mouth, said vaguely: "I'm so greedy."

The two of them laughed dumbly, Yue Anyan's love for snacks can't be changed.

If you don't say thank you to your family, you will receive it if you give it to them, and you will not miss it if you don't give it to them.

After the matter was finished, the three got up and turned off the lights to go to the evening class.

Zhang Wenfeng walked ahead, but when he went out, he saw the donkey grinning at him under the moonlight. He knew that the donkey had something to do with him, so he said to the two of them: "You prepare first, let me see how famous the donkey is?"

Regarding the strange spirituality of the donkey, and the practice of uncle lame pampering the donkey so much that there is no half of the wine, the second senior brother and Yue Anyan both turned a blind eye to it.

Zhang Wenfeng walked over to the donkey, touched the top door of the donkey, and asked, "Is there anything good you can tell me?"

He basically understood the donkey's temperament, and he couldn't keep up with it, and he wanted to endure it so as not to be disciplined by him.

"I should have found the reason for the earthquake this afternoon."