Talk about the world of mortals in detail

During this period of time, Yi Shuyuan has already read "The Magic of Alchemy". He read it roughly for the first time, and will take it out and read it when he has time.

This book is the work of a magician passed down from generation to generation. In fact, most of the content is okay. It strengthens the five elements and nourishes yin and yang, returns the innate vitality, and transforms the spirit in the body.

But there are also many aspects that are very absurd. For example, using the breath of a zombie as medicine is too absurd, and it excessively pursues specialness, and the medicine used in elixirs also falls into an extreme.

However, from the perspective of an immortal cultivator, Yi Shuyuan can identify many fallacies at a glance and can easily think of the real solution.

The elixir prescription also lists the probabilities of various achievement elixirs.

Among them, the so-called "Must-Cheng Dan" lists a lot of exaggerated materials, such as Zenith Golden Lotus Seeds, Snow Python Snake Gallbladder, and Yang Huancao.

These are all rare treasures in the eyes of ordinary people. Many of them are actually legends, and it is not certain whether they exist or not.

You can directly skip this so-called "Must-come-Elixir" formula, as it is all about the balance of Qi.

On the contrary, there were merits in the subsequent elixirs, and many of them made Yi Shuyuan's eyes light up. The book even summarized some rules of the aura of heaven and earth.

Yes, it is actually difficult for the warlock himself to perceive the fluctuations of spiritual energy. Even if some of the magicians' spells can induce spiritual energy to help, they do not bring about changes from a truly visible and controllable perspective.

However, combined with some experiences in the book, it can be concluded that the aura of heaven and earth is constantly changing. With the seasons and winds, it is necessary to find favorable locations for elixir refining to increase the success rate.

Moreover, the book not only contains alchemy techniques and refining methods, but also the requirements and preparation methods for alchemy furnaces, which are also worthy of careful reading.

This elixir technique combines the heavenly astrology, the four seasons, the wind and clouds, weather, people, geographical location, and spiritual objects and elixirs. It involves a wide range of topics and records in detail. It cannot be achieved overnight. It is really the crystallization of wisdom accumulated through the hard work of many generations. It cannot be tolerated. Look down on!

Because of this, Yi Shuyuan will take it out and read more in his spare time.

Of course, he wouldn't neglect eating just to read this book. The reason why Yi Shuyuan stayed in the guest house was because he knew someone would come over.

When staying in a temple, the fast food in the temple is obviously also an important part. Yi Shuyuan has heard some overnight guests say things like "clean oil and water filter out dirty water", so many people in the guesthouses in this area have gone there one after another. Dining hall.

Yi Shuyuan sat on the futon at the door with a book, like a Confucian scholar immersed in a book, because he was so serious about reading that he didn't even think about food and tea.

At this moment, a monk was walking towards the guest house.

This monk looks like he is in his forties or fifties. His face is round and plump. He has a long beard from his cheeks to his chin, but his beard looks very soft and not thick. He is wearing an ordinary brown monk's robe, but it looks different. More magnanimous than ordinary monks.

The sporadic pilgrims on the road would greet the monks with Buddhist salutes when they saw them, and the monks would also greet them with folded hands in return.

Not long after, the monk arrived in front of Yi Shuyuan, who also put down his book and looked up at the visitor.

"The poor monk Zhaoli pays homage to the Immortal. I didn't know that the Immortal came to our Xiangshan Zen Monastery, but I missed him from a distance. Please forgive me!"

The monk clasped his hands together, held a Buddhist bead in his tiger's mouth, bowed down, and bowed respectfully to Yi Shuyuan.

Although this Confucian scholar has no visible aura, he cannot be a mortal in the first place. That Qian Qian did not bow even once, and even the Buddha statue covered with gold foil shook. How can we detect such an existence?

This person is definitely neither a demon nor a monster, nor evil nor a ghost. He is also not like a Buddha or a god. By elimination method, we can roughly guess that he is an immortal!

"Yi is just a passer-by staying overnight. He is not that big-hearted. Master, there is no need to be polite. Please sit down!"

Yi Shuyuan stood up from the futon and returned the greeting to the monk, but the latter immediately turned sideways, not daring to receive it head-on.

"That's good, that's good, thank you, Immortal!"

After saying this, the monk walked to the door. There was another futon over there, which Shi Sheng had carried out before, but now it seemed to be reserved specifically for the monk.

The monk sat down on the futon, glanced at Yi Shuyuan's knees from the corner of his eye, and saw the four-character book cover "The Alchemy is Wonderful", and his heart skipped a beat.

The man in front of me is an immortal. The so-called "wonderful alchemy skills" should be the secret of the immortal alchemy cauldron, which is also the legendary method of externally refining elixirs!

As soon as this thought came out, the monk felt inexplicably excited!

The monk quickly withdrew his gaze and did not dare to glance around.

"I don't know what the Immortal Elder's name is or where he comes from in the Immortal Realm. But if you have something to do, come to my Xiangshan Zen Monastery?"

"I, Yi Shuyuan, as I said before, am just a storyteller in the world of mortals and a passer-by staying overnight. Master, you won't welcome me, right?"

"The immortal is joking, how dare this poor monk have such thoughts!"

Yi Shuyuan stopped joking and looked at the master carefully. Although he had this intuition just now, when he saw that this person really came over and appeared in this form, he couldn't help but feel strange and reasonable at the same time.

The monk felt a little uneasy when he saw Yi Shuyuan, and then he heard the latter ask.

"This master has been practicing in Xiangshan Zen Monastery for a long time, right?"

The monk suppressed his emotions, showed a calm expression, and answered with a smile.

"Back to the Immortal Leader, the poor monk has been listening to Buddhist scriptures and practicing Buddhism here since the day the temple was built. He has never done anything harmful to heaven and earth. It has been almost four hundred years, and he has witnessed the rise and fall of Xiangshan Zen Temple several times."

The monk's voice was slow and leisurely. Yi Shuyuan listened patiently and then asked out of curiosity.

"Have you ever met Lord Yayoi?"

The monk smiled and nodded slightly.

"The poor monk once received enlightenment from the Venerable in a dream, and he can be regarded as a living disciple of Yayoi King of Light Buddha!"

Yi Shuyuan was slightly startled, a disciple of Yayoi Light King Buddha? How dare you say it!

"It turns out he is a disciple of Venerable Yayoi. Yi is disrespectful!"

"Well done, you're welcome, Immortal!"

The monk clasped his hands together and bowed again.

Having said that, Yi Shuyuan saw that although the monk's solemn Buddha light loomed, and his body was full of Buddhist aura, the demonic aura under the Buddha light was clearly visible.

However, Yi Shuyuan was not interested in getting to the bottom of it. Xiangshan Zen Temple was obviously not an ordinary Buddhist temple. Since Yayoi King of Light was under the gaze of the Buddha, it was natural for Buddhist principles to care about it.

It was not Yi Shuyuan's turn to worry about it as an outsider, and he didn't bother to worry about it. To put it bluntly, all the Buddhist monks in the world consider themselves to be disciples of the Buddha.

"Master Zhaoli, you have been practicing Buddhism for many years. In your opinion, where can we find a great monk?"

"Why does the Immortal ask this?"

Yi Shuyuan thought for a moment and said.

"A Bodhisattva once asked me to change a certain thing, but specifically I need to find a virtuous monk!"

Entrusted by Bodhisattva? A virtuous monk?

The monk's heart was pounding. He knew intuitively that it was definitely a good thing without knowing the details!

The several times of excitement were suppressed again. The monk closed his eyes and thought for a long time, showed compassion, and chanted the Buddha's voice while holding the Buddha's rites.

"It's so good, my Buddha is merciful. If an immortal needs such an eminent monk, and a poor monk is incompetent, even though the Dharma is humble, he may be able to help!"

Yi Shuyuan was embarrassed when he said this. After a breath, he still shook his head and refused.

"Master, I'm afraid it's too late."

"But because the poor monk has a bad background?"

The monk's tone was a little urgent, and Yi Shuyuan showed a smile.

"It's not because of Master's background, it's just that it's really inappropriate. I hope Master can forgive me!"

"Yes, is that so?"

At this moment, Shi Sheng came back from outside holding a bowl of vegetarian rice. The bowl was the one he had brought out, containing rice and some tofu and vegetables.

"Master, I brought you food!"

Shi Sheng not only paid attention to the food in the rice bowl to prevent it from spilling out, but also paid attention to not getting tripped under his feet. However, he was very fast and came back at a trot.

"Master, are you hungry?"

Shi Sheng ran to the guest house and suddenly found a monk-looking man at the door. He couldn't help but slow down and stared at the monk as he walked. He just protected the rim of the bowl with a pair of small hands to prevent the food inside from falling out.

When Shi Sheng came to Yi Shuyuan, he handed over the rice bowl in his hand.

"Master, give it!"

Yi Shuyuan took the rice bowl and looked at the monk opposite.

"Master Zhaoli, Yi is about to have his meal."

Seeing this, the monk quickly stood up.

"If the Immortal doesn't want to disturb you while he's having a meal, the poor monk will take his leave first!"

"Master, walk slowly!"

The monk clasped his hands together and bowed again, stood up and walked outside.

Shi Sheng watched the monk leave, then ran to sit on the empty futon and asked Yi Shuyuan in a low voice.

"Master, who is that monster?"

A child's voice was lowered, and normally it would not be heard.

But the monk used a ray of spiritual thought to look behind him. This actually somewhat rude behavior made him hear clearly, and he staggered when he heard the words.

Yi Shuyuan seemed to take the chopsticks slowly and tapped them lightly on the edge of the bowl.

The sound of "ding~" sounded like thunder to the distant monk's ears. It made his heart beat violently, and his steps suddenly accelerated, and he ran away as if running away.

Shaking his head, Yi Shuyuan placed his chopsticks on the vegetable leaves and prepared to eat. This little thing didn't make any waves in his heart.

"Master, you haven't told me yet!"

Shi Sheng asked again.

Yi Shuyuan pointed in the direction of the front yard with his chopsticks.

"He is the spiritual body created by the flower palm tree outside Miguang Hall."

"Oh! So is he a bad monster?"

"It doesn't really count!"

After saying that, Yi Shuyuan picked up a piece of vegetable leaf and put it into his mouth. Although it was a vegetarian meal, it tasted very good. He obviously put a lot of effort into making it and it looked particularly delicious.

He tasted the tofu again and found that it had a bit of meaty flavor, but it was obviously due to seasoning rather than actual meatiness.

"Master, there are many people in the dining hall. It turns out that there are several guest houses in this temple, and the vegetarian meals are also delicious!"

Hui Mian also got out, jumped onto Yi Shuyuan's shoulder and whispered.

"Sir, this temple is a mixed bag. There are all kinds of people staying overnight. There are many people in the dining hall who are full of evil spirits. Some people even have strong evil spirits!"

Yi Shuyuan didn't reply, just tasting the food, and Hui Mian continued.

"Some people are definitely carrying human lives on their bodies. I don't think this Xiangshan Temple is a pure place!"

Yi Shuyuan chewed the food in his mouth and swallowed it. He used chopsticks to move the food in the bowl to one place, looking thoughtful.