What would a normal Mahayana casual cultivator do before crossing the catastrophe

Three days later, Qinan gave up struggling.

He stood with folded arms on the bluestone road built halfway up the mountain, and glanced at the monks sitting cross-legged on the platforms dug out of several surrounding peaks.

And the other tens of thousands of monks present were also staring at him.

Qinan casually brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead, leaned casually on the mountain wall behind him, tilted his head slightly and said helplessly: "There are more Yuanjing Daoists who came to listen to my preaching today than the entire Nantian Continent. ah."

After a pause, Qinan continued to speak: "It stands to reason that everything I know has been written. Since everyone here is interested in my way, you should have read the books I wrote before coming here. If you don't understand anything, Just ask now."

There was a dead silence around, and all the monks stared at him without saying a word.

Qinan was lost, completely unaware of what they were here for.

Didn't it mean that Liuyi Academy is mainly a place where various sects come to exchange and discuss with each other?Why are there no monks who questioned and asked questions?

Could it be that Liuyi Academy actually has some special regulations, what kind of ceremony is there for the first class every year?Or should we not have this kind of questioning during the sermon?But he went to Talisman Dao and Artifact Refining Dao two days ago to check...no!

He thought wildly for a while, and was fidgeting, and finally someone got up.

The cultivator's cultivation base is only about the peak of the out-of-body stage, and he looks like a young man of the human race, with long eyebrows, black hair and black pupils.He stared at Qinan and asked, "Have you been held hostage by Huangtian Sword Gate?"

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of the surrounding monks changed slightly, and they all turned to look at the monk who spoke.

Although they all want to ask this question...but this kid is too straightforward, right?

Someone spoke, and Qinan heaved a sigh of relief.He casually denied: "No, why do you think so?"

The monk pointed to the sleeping silver dragon on Qinan's shoulder: "Then what is that collar around your neck?"

...collar?

Qinan's expression was a little weird, and he glanced down at the avatar of Sword Lord Yuhong, thought for a while and said, "The Great Barren Island has been a bit chaotic recently, so I applied to the Emperor Tian Jianmen for a bodyguard."

All the monks around stared at him with indescribable eyes, as if they were looking at a golden-winged roc trying to disguise itself as a canary.

Qinan ignored these gazes and continued to ask, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

The human monk who asked the question before paused, and said in a very blunt tone: "Can you please demonstrate the 'spiritual pattern melting pot' you described in "Spiritual Pattern Drainage Chapter"?"

Qinan took a look at this man, and felt that this out-of-body period seemed to have a problem with him.But since he was able to ask this question, at least he had indeed read the books he wrote, so Qinan was not angry, and just casually drew a colorless line of fire in front of him.

"The so-called spirit pattern drainage refers to the use of spirit patterns to restrain the elixir, and assist us in the process of refining the elixir to achieve operations that cannot be completed and cannot be reacted to." Qinan lightly tapped his index finger, and the line of fire was guided by him It turned into a closed basic spirit-gathering secret pattern, "For example, take this secret pattern as an example, it can effectively suppress the loss of spiritual power of Lingzhi during the burning process."

He pointed his finger, and another secret pattern appeared on the other side: "This one can increase the activity of spiritual power, which is good for fusion, but it is also easy to cause spiritual power to lose control."

The third secret pattern appeared.

"In order to prevent the spiritual power from getting out of control, you can know the appropriate time through calculation—then use this secret pattern as a trigger constraint, and when the time is up, you can deduce it to the next step."

The flickering fire illuminated Qinan's side face.He snapped his fingers with ease, and suddenly hundreds of places in each of the three spirit patterns changed slightly, and then dozens of threads of spiritual power stretched out to connect with each other, forming a whole in an instant.

"Calculating the best balance and connection nodes of these three secret patterns, we can get a new combined secret pattern. In the early stage, foreign objects may be needed to assist, but after a lot of practice, how to construct these secret patterns with spiritual power Secret lines will become your instinct."

Qinan put his hands together, and then slowly pulled them apart.

The spiritual power secret lines that were suspended in the air suddenly split into three, and then split again and increased. Finally, tens of thousands of the same secret lines were suspended behind Jinan.

There was a faint exclamation among the tens of thousands of listeners.

"Of course... It's too exhausting to rely entirely on yourself." Qinan showed them the inscriptions that appeared on his hands. , and the inscription pattern automatically guides the rest of the secret patterns to respond in the same way—”

Tens of thousands of secret lines have the same subtle changes again, and then they are connected into a whole.

Qinan casually threw into it a portion of the spirit-replenishing pill left over from the last time, and then these spiritual plants changed instantly at a speed that no one present could react to, and then turned into a spirit-replenishing pill of the Mahayana period in the blink of an eye. into the palm of Qinan.

"Use the spiritual power as the cauldron, and the secret pattern as the fire..." Qinan slowly put the Mahayana period-replenishing elixir into an empty pill bottle, "This is the melting pot of the spiritual pattern."

After he finished speaking, he threw the pill bottle containing the elixir to the out-of-body period who asked the question, and said with a smile: "Here is it for you. If you want to eat it, you can soak it in Lingquan and use it in batches. During the out-of-body period, use it every time." One percent should be enough."

The content of this part is actually the foundation of the Xingmo genre.

It's just that the secret lines required for each kind of elixir are different, and they must be recalculated every time. Beginners will find it extremely troublesome and difficult to do it.The Buling Pill is already the least difficult to refine among the pills of the same realm, but it also needs at least three basic runes to construct.

Of course, using secret patterns to assist in alchemy is not a patent of the Xingmo school, and other alchemy monks will also know it.

It's just that the path they chose was to engrave these secret patterns on the alchemy furnace, so that they can be controlled only by inputting spiritual power, which is much more convenient than the Xingmo school.

However, the pill furnace also has many defects.

First of all, although an alchemist and an equipment refiner belong to the Dao of Refining, the essence of the two is very different, and it is basically difficult to have a common understanding.Therefore, the alchemist's alchemy furnace must be refined by a craftsman.However, although a craftsman is good at crafting crafts, he still uses the power of the raw materials to combine them, and drawing excellent talisman and secret patterns is the specialty of the Talisman Dao cultivator...

As a result, if a alchemist wants an excellent alchemy furnace, he has to ask two other monks to intervene, so the control over his own alchemy furnace is not so perfect.

But this is not the biggest problem, the biggest problem is that each type of pill requires different secret patterns.

In order to avoid the trouble of having to change the pill furnace every time they refine different pills, most alchemy monks will choose to engrave all the commonly used inscription patterns in their pill furnace at once.

Therefore, when refining alchemy, a large number of useless inscriptions will occupy many positions, so that only a small number of inscriptions are actually effective, and they are also very rigid and difficult to adapt.

And those useless inscriptions and rigid effective inscriptions will restrict Danxiu's performance, making them lose the ability to pursue perfection and purity, and can only find ways to go further and further on another road.

This is the conflict between the Xingmo school and the traditional alchemist.

A long time ago, the first alchemists chose the pure way of alchemy and invented the alchemy furnace, hoping that they would not have to be distracted from the way of alchemy.

I don't know how long it took, someone questioned the choice of the ancestors, turned around and walked to another unknown road full of thorns.

That person failed.

But his wisdom and thoughts have been passed down from generation to generation, like a flame hidden in a reed, weak but never extinguished.

Like hundreds of millions of coincidences in life, this flame was passed to the hands of a monk named "Puyang Xing".

It was maintained and cultivated bit by bit, and its light finally illuminated the sky and became the fire that started a prairie fire.

Finally, it was given the name of the only successful person, and it was forever recorded in the alchemy history of Yuanjie.

It's called "Xingmo".

Qinan slowly dissipated the pill fire.In fact, he also has a alchemy furnace, but that thing is more used as a cover, so as not to be suspicious of his alchemy method.

After observing for a while, seeing that everyone around seemed to be quite involved in listening, he simply continued talking about the spirit pattern furnace.

The preaching lasted for three hours according to what he had written on the order talisman, during which time more and more monks came to listen to the lecture.Qinan felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at by so many people, and was ready to run away when the time came.

Unexpectedly, just after walking out, he was stopped by someone again.

The person who came was a cultivator from the Origin Realm. She was quite glamorous, and she curled her lips and said softly to Qinan, "Senior Xingmo... My family is Ling'e from the Hongyu Chamber of Commerce. Dan Fang's business."

They all found Liuyi Academy.

Qinan asked patiently, "What do you want to discuss?"

Ling Esu half covered her lips with her hand, looked at Qinan with affectionate eyes and said, "My lord, if you release the pill prescription, wouldn't it be too wasteful? My family thinks that you are at a disadvantage."

Qinan touched his chin: "I think so too."

Ling'e: "...So Nujia and Hongyu haven't sold Wugengtian's elixir, and plan to discuss with you again, can we switch to selling Wugengtian's elixir?"

Poor excuse.

Qinan asked bluntly: "You guys can't practice the Five Watches, so you came to me again?"

Ling'e's expression was a little tense, and embarrassment flashed in his eyes.She tried her best to maintain a pitiful posture: "Actually, our alchemist was only a little bit close to..."

Qinan: "Oh, then you all work hard."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Ling'e was dumbfounded, and hurried to catch up: "Wait, Master Xingmoke..."

Qinan took the Yihong Sword Lord off his shoulder, and then turned the awakened little Jiaolong to look at Ling'e: "You have something to talk to my Taoist companion."

Ling'e was stiff all over, and subconsciously closed his loose skirt that exposed half of his chest, and tentatively asked: "Ye, you Hong Jianjun?"

Yu Hong stared at her expressionlessly: "..."

Ling'e persisted for a few seconds and couldn't hold it anymore. She was so frightened that she apologized and turned around and ran away.

Qinan was amused by this scene, turned Xiao Yinjiao back, and kissed her with her chin raised.

Yi Hong's vertical pupils suddenly shrank into a thin line, and his ears trembled undetectably.

Qinan rubbed Xiao Yinjiao's cool chin with his fingertips, and was about to say something more, but he realized that someone was staring at him.He turned his head to look, and saw that the man was actually the first out-of-body monk who asked him a question before.

The out-of-body monk stared at him for a while, then suddenly flew up, and said coldly, "My name is Lan Yan."

Lan Yan?That alchemy genius who improved the method of cultivating spiritual plants?

The out-of-body cultivator didn't wait for his response, and continued provocatively: "You have to remember this name."

The out-of-body monk finished speaking, turned around and flew away without waiting for his response.

Qinan was stunned for two seconds, then whispered to Jianjun Yuhong: "Does he hate me?"

……

On the other side, Lan Yan ran away stiffly, and then made a detour to the soul cultivator, where he found his friend.

The soul cultivator friend looked at his appearance and found it funny: "I said, why are you so stupid again? Have you seen your idol?"

With a sullen face, Lan Yan took out a pill bottle, stared at it and was speechless.

Hunxiu was thoughtful: "Your idol gave you this? It's ok, the young man has some skills."

Lan Yan lowered his face and looked at Hun Xiu, frowning.

Hunxiu couldn't laugh or cry: "You forgot to read the lines again? Didn't you? We have studied together for so long, so you just read it. Is it so difficult to ask someone to accept you as a disciple?"

Lan Yan glared at him.

Hunxiu stared back: "Bah! It's not that you can't speak when you get excited. How can you blame me for this kind of thing! By the way, you should use the photo jade slip to record it? Take it out and have a look."

Lan Yan held back for a long time, and finally took out the jade slip without saying a word.

The soul cultivator pulled out the contents of the jade slip, threw it into the void and read it with him from beginning to end.

Looking at it, Hunxiu's expression became very indescribable, and he couldn't help but said: "Your tone...you're going to die. And can't you read the whole sentence?"

While talking, he turned his head to look at Lan Yan, but when he saw Lan Yan's collapsed expression, he suddenly stopped, and forcibly swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach.

"..." Hunxiu stroked Lanyan's hair and sighed, "Okay, don't be nervous, the sky hasn't fallen yet, you still have hope. Hey—don't cry!"