Chapter 303: The Initial Work on Alchemy
In the Sutra Pavilion, Fang Qingyuan was in a remote corner, holding the thoughts and works of the omniscient old man, looking at them intently.
After a long time, Fang Qingyuan put down the album and fell into deep thought. In this book, he gained a lot of new perspectives and knowledge.
Most of what is said in the book are clichés and even some ridiculous things. After all, the omniscient old man was an ancient man who lived three thousand years ago. Many of his secret things at that time have now been reduced to common sense.
There are also many opinions that have been proven to be unfeasible after time has passed, but even so, some of the things recorded in this book have also benefited Fang Qingyuan a lot.
For example, the omniscient old man’s inference on the origin of monks in this world. He mentioned in the book that humans in this world came from across the star field hundreds of thousands of years ago and fell into this world. , thereby multiplying and reproducing.
Fang Qingyuan is clear about this. He heard it when he was a child in Tianshan Villa, but the omniscient old man continued to explain that the humans who crossed over back then were divided into eight sects, known as the Shangba. Sects have evolved over time. Among the eight upper sects, there are still two families, Qiyun and Yushou. The other six sects are lonely and lonely.
This news is not something Fang Qingyuan can know. The various sects have always been vague about these matters, and ordinary disciples are not curious about these histories. In their eyes, anything in the world is more interesting than pursuing history.
After reading this, Fang Qingyuan closed the book and felt much calmer in his heart. Hundreds of thousands of years have been condensed in his book. This small book carries the weight of history.
Infected by this aura, Fang Qingyuan felt that even if the alchemy theory did not go well for a while, it would not matter. He still had many years to live, so there was no need to be too anxious.
After thinking about this, Fang Qingyuan put the book back to its original place, then got up and walked out of the Scripture Collection Pavilion to find Lechuan.
When he came to Lechuan, Lechuan saw that Fang Qingyuan had returned to his previous shrewdness, and he smiled sincerely, and he said happily
"Qingyuan, now It’s the style of a disciple who is a disciple. It doesn’t matter if the alchemy theory doesn’t go well. You are only ninety-seven years old, why are you so anxious?”
Fang Qingyuan went up to salute, and then listened to Lechuan’s enlightenment and complaints. , a moment later, when Lechuan got over his addiction, he ordered Fang Qingyuan
"I called you here before. I wanted you to help me do something for the teacher, but now I have missed it. Forget it, besides, the last gift from Danmeng has just arrived. I made a big effort before and agreed to give you one, so you can take it."
After Lechuan finished speaking, he held one in his hand. Turning it over, he took out a bottle of elixir and threw it to Fang Qingyuan.
After Fang Qingyuan took it, he explained
"This is the Spring and Autumn Pill that was refined using Spring Autumn Cicada as medicine two years ago. People from the Dan Alliance said that it will take one pot. It took two years to refine it. Who knows if it is true or not, but the effect of the medicine is definitely real. After taking it, it can increase the rate of pill formation of Foundation Establishment monks by 20%. It is true.Rare and valuable. "
Holding the elixir, Fang Qingyuan felt happy. Now that his elixir theory is not going well, with this bottle of elixir, the road to elixir formation will be easier in the future.
After thanking Lechuan and taking the elixir with him, Fang Qingyuan hurried back to Qingyuan Sect happily. It was funny to say that every time Fang Qingyuan came to Baishan Royal Beast Gate to look for Lechuan, he always took the food with him when he left. Don't leave empty-handed.
After returning to Qingyuan Sect, Fang Qingyuan, whose mentality had stabilized, called Mao Cheng and wanted to hear about the sect's development in recent years.
This. For two years, he didn't want to see anyone. Mao Cheng came up several times to report the situation, but he was sent away.
When Mao Cheng came up and Fang Qingyuan saw him, he realized it later. It was discovered that Mao Cheng, the head of the general affairs, had white hair and was aging very quickly.
Counting the days, Mao Cheng had been the head of the Qingyuan Sect for seventeen years when he joined the Qingyuan Sect. , was already over sixty years old, and now he is already eighty-four. The life expectancy of a Qi Practitioner is only one hundred and two years, and ordinary people cannot live that long. Those who are free from illness and disaster will die in less than one hundred and eleven years.
Based on this, Mao Cheng still has about twenty years of good life, and he cannot always be the head of general affairs, leaving him seven or eight years of retirement.
It seems that it is time to consider Mao Cheng's successor. It is better to plan ahead than to rush.
Mao Cheng was also filled with emotions at this time. In his eyes, Fang Qingyuan, the sect leader, was seventeenth. Years have passed, and it seems that time has never stayed with him.
There are rumors that Fang Qingyuan, the leader of the Qingyuan Sect, has a magical talent in Shouyuan.
Fang Qingyuan has never revealed his magical talent to the outside world, so Mao Cheng doesn't know about it. He is ignorant and just does his own thing well.
"Shanzhong. After these reclamations, the spiritual land has expanded from more than 400 acres to more than 600 acres today. However, this number of acres has exceeded the potential of the sect, and no more spiritual land will be reclaimed in the future. .
Lingtian’s annual income is ten high-grade spiritual stones. The operating income of the shops in Jiuxingfang is seventy-eight. The camel team led by Yinbao is slightly higher, but only a dozen high-grade spiritual stones. income.
And the sect’s expenses are increasing every year. Now there are nearly fifty disciples in the sect, and there are two new immortal seedlings that came to the immortal path last year, and one the year before that
The human relations between the surrounding sects are also a big expense. Fortunately, our Qingyuan Sect's population is still healthy and there is no place for big things, otherwise this will be another large amount of spiritual stones to be scattered. ”
Mao Cheng was chattering on the side, thinking about the same thing over and over again. The sect’s spiritual stones were insufficient. He made several windfalls in succession in the past. In these years of life, they were gradually exhausted. Find some new ways to make money, and the sect will be unable to uncover the pot.
Fang Qing heard that the source was a bit big, and the new sect had a new atmosphere. It had only been less than twenty years, and the sect's internal affairs were not going away. The finances have deteriorated like this.
Of course, this also has a lot to do with the excessive benefits Fang Qingyuan has set for his disciples.
As a sect with a background in beast control and a sect that has been divided into three generations, it would be a joke if the welfare of the disciples in the sect was not as good as that of other sects.
Fang Qingyuan doesn't think much of the income from thirty or forty high-grade spiritual stones a year. He sells a bottle of Blood Life Pill and earns more than the sect earns in a year.
But the truth cannot be calculated like this. The future development of the sect has been moving forward steadily. However, due to the lack of raw materials, Blood Shou Dan sells one bottle less. Moreover, as the sect develops, it will help itself in the future. It's so big that I have to rely on the Qingyuan Sect to survive for thousands of years.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan began to think about finding another way to make money for Qingyuan Sect. Although he had spiritual stones, he could not use his own spiritual stones to supplement the sect. Now he has been using spiritual stones to supplement the sect. If this continues for a long time, what future does the sect have?
It cannot be weaned from the beginning, and the roots will grow crookedly. When it grows up in the future, it will only be a crooked-necked tree.
When Mao Cheng finished talking, Fang Qingyuan said that he knew. Finally, when Mao Cheng wanted to resign, Fang Qingyuan called him out.
“You have worked hard these years, Zong. The secular affairs in the family have delayed your practice, causing you to have no hope of building a foundation in this life. If you take this blood longevity pill, it can extend your life for five years."
Fang Qingyuan took out a blood longevity pill and handed it over. In Mao Cheng's hands, Mao Cheng held the elixir and immediately fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face.
"The life-extending elixir is so precious, how can it be wasted on a disciple? I have dull qualifications. Even though I am diligent, I can't become a Foundation Establishment monk in this life, so why should I delay my practice? Moreover, I have gone from a meager Qi practitioner who was not valued by others to being on par with, or even slightly better than, other Foundation Establishment family heads. This is all due to Qingyuan. Master Zonghe, I have reached perfection in this life. Please take back this elixir, I feel ashamed.”
Listening to Mao Cheng’s cry, Fang Qingyuan personally helped him up and then comforted him
"You deserve this. Take it and eat it. I see how you treat the sect. It's just a life-extending pill. I have a lot more here, so don't worry."
After watching Mao Cheng take the elixir and finally convincing Mao Cheng to leave, Fang Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. As people age, they become stubborn, whether they are monks or mortals.
The Blood Shou Pill is originally a second-level elixir. It is given to foundation-building monks to increase their lifespan by three years. However, if it is given to Mao Cheng, a late-stage qi-training monk, Fang Qingyuan said that five years is still conservative and should be six years. to seven years.
One blood longevity pill can sell fifty high-grade spiritual stones. If Mao Cheng is not greedy, he will never buy it in this life. And if he is greedy for money from the Mo Sect, Fang Qingyuan will definitely not tolerate him. .
Now, after seventeen years of development, the Qingyuan Sect has more than fifty disciples, thirteen of whom were the elders of the year, the middle twenty or so are the immortal seedlings that Fang Qingyuan rescued, and the remaining The people below are the new ones in recent years.A child was born.
Now the number of mortals in the territory of Qingyuan Sect has exceeded one hundred thousand, and is steadily moving towards the number of 150,000. In addition, Qingyuan Sect attracts refugees from outside every year. Although the number is not large, every month There are only a few hundred people, but over time, there is still a lot to fill.
These mortals were their own immortal cultivators who had an accident and could no longer protect them. Their land was occupied by others. They had no choice but to leave their homes and choose to go to Baishan.
For these people, people from Dazhou Academy are also willing to help connect them and distribute them to various sects. Because Qingyuan Sect is enfeoffed, it has a close relationship with the monks in Dazhou Academy who deal with this matter. Well, every time there are new refugees, they are selected first by the Qingyuan Sect.
For these people, Fang Qingyuan's standard is that they should be educated without distinction. As long as they are willing to abide by the rules of Qingyuan Sect, he will treat them equally.
Nowadays, Qingyuan Sect is even stronger than Yuanling Mountain back then. Unfortunately, the geographical location is not good and it is in a remote place. No one wants to build a city.
After Mao Cheng left, Fang Qingyuan carefully thought about how to find a new way. He thought about it and felt that if he wanted to expand his financial resources, he should go to Jiuxingfang.
Because the monks here are generally poor, even if they try their best, it is difficult to squeeze money out of these people. The previous beast ship franchise was a lesson. You got the route, but you can't make a lot of money. Lingshi, no wonder Xiao Xuan of the Lingliang Sect agreed so happily.
Here Fang Qingyuan was thinking, and someone came over there, but this person surprised Fang Qingyuan.
"Huicheng, it's rare to see you. Do you have anything to do with me?"
The person who came was none other than Chen Huicheng. This disciple was reserved by nature. Fang Qingyuan was always the one who came to him. This was the first time for Fang Qingyuan.
When Chen Huicheng saw Fang Qingyuan asking questions, Chen Huicheng stuttered a little. He stammered for a long time before Fang Qingyuan understood what he meant. It turned out that he had perfected his cultivation a few days ago and felt the opportunity to build a foundation. This time he was ready to go find it. , this trip is to say goodbye.
Hearing what Chen Huicheng said, Fang Qingyuan was a little ashamed. He didn't even know that his disciples had reached such a level of cultivation. As a sect leader, he was too remiss in his responsibility.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan asked Chen Huicheng what he needed, but Chen Huicheng shook his head and said he didn't.
In desperation, Fang Qingyuan had no choice but to give him a few powerful high-level talismans to use as self-defense, and then watched him go away with everyone in front of the Zongmen Mountain Gate.
After he left, Fang Qingyuan went to Jiuxingfang. Now this newly built market is becoming more and more lively. There is an endless stream of monks coming and going, and the number of people is more than 10,000 every day.
This is because Jiuxingfang, as the first transfer station connecting the wilderness here, attracts monks from all over the world who come to hunt for treasures. After they come to Jiuxingfang, they replenish their supplies and then plunge into the wilderness. , to seek your own wealth.
However, there is always no warmth in the wilderness, no matter how manyWhen the young monk came in, He accepted everything and swallowed it into His belly without even spitting out a bone.
Fang Qingyuan has not been to Jiuxingfang for a long time. Looking at the great changes in the city in front of him, he was envious in his heart. It would be great if he had some shares here.
While thinking about these things, Fang Qingyuan came to a small shop in Fang City. This small shop was very small, and the things it sold were only used by low-level monks. There was nothing that Fang Qingyuan needed.
The reason why Fang Qingyuan came here is because this small shop was given as a free gift by the Dongming Sect of the Yuan Dynasty, and it is now the property of the Qingyuan Sect.
When they arrived at the store, apart from the shopkeeper, there was only one boy. When they saw Fang Qingyuan, they quickly stepped forward to salute.
Fang Qingyuan waved his hand, indicating that they could do whatever they needed to do and ignore him, but with him here, how could these two people not care.
After staying here for a while, Fang Qingyuan felt a little bored. He really had nothing to talk about with them.
So Fang Qingyuan walked out of the place after a while. After he left, the two people in the store could breathe normally.
Unknown to his sudden visit, Fang Qingyuan was wandering around Fang City. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had walked around Fang City so aimlessly.
The last time that left a deep impression on him was the shopping experience in Lianshui City with Jiang Kui.
Looking at the crowds of people, laughing and cursing, and all kinds of things in the world, Fang Qingyuan was momentarily lost in thought. In the mental map that he opened all the time, all sentient beings in the city did not feel that they were reflected in his heart. .
Colorful spiritual emotions, each represents the mood of others at the moment. In this vast ocean of emotions, Fang Qingyuan tried to put his own emotions into it. He was like a small boat, following here. The moods of tens of thousands of monks in the city kept fluctuating.
"A small boat waves across the vast expanse of land. Looking around, the sky is endless. My mind is flooded and I ask the shadows in the sky what is in it."
Fang Qingyuan stood in the middle of the city and said this after a long time. A question, where should the source of spiritual thoughts be located on the monk's body at this time?
Pedestrians passing by saw Fang Qingyuan's infatuated look, some snickered, some were envious, and some Ignore it, but no one dares to come up and disturb it at this moment.
Because this is a rare opportunity for enlightenment. If it is disturbed by external forces, I am afraid that a life-or-death feud will immediately occur.
Everyone comes and goes, they are all passers-by. Fang Qingyuan just wanders in the ocean of thoughts from dawn to dusk.
But all things must come to an end. The crowd’s overwhelming thoughts are endless, and Fang Qingyuan’s soul can’t sustain it anymore. Fang Qingyuan dances with the tide like this and takes risks.
When the huge soul was consumed too much, a subversion of the wave knocked Fang Qingyuan off the wave. With a muffled groan, Fang Qingyuan opened his eyes that he had not known when he had closed, and murmured to himself
"The tide of heart is boundless, and all sentient beings are suffering. If I can control it, why worry about failing to achieve a great cause?" Please remember to collect it. The latest and fastest website without anti-theft is free to find books and add books. You can join the qq group 952868558