Jiang Yan's mind recovered, but he often suffered from gains and losses inexplicably, and his mood became more and more anxious. With anxiety, he paced back and forth in front of the door, and even Liu couldn't dissuade him: "Three days have passed, and the Taoist chief has not arrived for a long time, should he ......?"

With Liu's support, Jiang Yan barely stabilized his body, and suddenly saw a figure, his expression was slightly excited, and he coughed a few times: "I will meet the Taoist in my later life." ”

Han Lin'er took a look: "Your qi and blood have not recovered, and you still need to recuperate for 100 days." But the master happens to have a Qi Nourishing Pill, Liu, you take it, and turn it away. Remember, you can't do more than you can every day. Otherwise, your husband will not be remedied, but will be harmed. ”

Liu was grateful to Dade and brought a bowl of water, Han Lin'er removed the wax seal, put the pill in, and immediately fragrant and pleasant. After Jiang Yan took it, the effect was good, and he couldn't even cough and wheezing after saying the last sentence.

On the way to the Danshu, Ding Feng didn't put much thought into it, but the pills below the fifth grade can be refined with the aura of heaven and earth: "Jiang Yan, although the Danshi technique is good, it can only cure your body weakness, and it is useless for real diseases." ”

Jiang Yan was originally a hidden dragon, and he had luck to press his body, but in the past few days, he seemed to find that his brain was muddy, and there was no spiritual light, as if his thoughts were exhausted, and even occasionally he was endowed, but the sentences were dry and useless. Thinking about the colorful pen in the dream again, Jiang Yan couldn't help but panic: "That day I was resting in the court, and suddenly in a dream, a strange person approached me and asked me for a pen, so I took out a five-color pen from my arms and gave it to him. ”

Snatching the human spirit, this magical power, is undoubtedly Confucianism, all in Ding Feng's expectations: "Well, your literary spirit has been taken away by outsiders, and it is not so easy to get it back." ”

After saying that, Ding Feng half-closed his eyes and remained motionless. Jiang Yan secretly made a look, and after a while, Liu held the brocade box and handed it to Ding Feng: "The Taoist leader's life-saving grace, the juniors have nothing to repay." ”

Ding Fengdong made a subtle observation and found that there was something extraordinary hidden in the box: "Huh, this pill is not from the Dao Sect, but is refined by the Confucian and Taoist methods. It contains literary thoughts, can wash the spirit, sublimate wisdom, and its effect is comparable to the five products. ”

Ding Feng had heard earlier that the alchemy of Confucianism was very different from that of Taoism, and now that he saw it, it was indeed the case. Daomen pills often act on the body, cut hair and wash the marrow, and strengthen the body. The Confucianism, Taoism, and Danshi act on the heart, which seems to be the door of Buddhism and Taoism, for people to enlighten wisdom and change their minds.

The Holy Realm divides qualifications into several grades, and there are generally four categories: fools, mortals, geniuses, and saints, among which they will be subdivided. The lowest level of fools, even if this kind of person has the elixir to change his physical qualifications, his mental nature is still unbearable, and his cultivation of the exercises has not reached a very high level. And the Confucianism and Taoism elixir can turn decay into magic, fools become mortals, and mortals become geniuses.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there was an emperor who was dumb and unreasonable, and he was stubborn for his own use, but after taking a true saint pill refined by Kong Sheng himself, his heart changed greatly, and he changed his past wrongs.

As for the qualifications of the saints, they are used as a metaphor for the first-class Confucian saints, which can not be created by medicinal stones. It can be seen that the Confucian alchemy technique is mysterious, if it is not for Ding Fengtong's familiarity with Buddhism and Taoism, he really can't see the reason: "This technique is like Buddhist Zen sound, the art of education." Seal the talent and culture of the person who refines it, and affect the person who serves the pill. Compared with the Buddha's way, the effect is mild and not easy to perceive. ”

There is also a similar method in the Daomen Danshu, but there are many restrictions, and taking this kind of pill will make it hopeless for the rest of your life. Only some side doors will be used, and Daomen Authentic naturally disdains this kind of road.

When it comes to Ding Feng's level, there are only a handful of foreign objects that can be used, most of them are out of the same era, which can be met but not sought. If this elixir originated from Kong Sheng, Ding Feng would be moved.

Confucianism and Taoism pills can be described as a phoenix in the holy realm, and those who are not profound in culture cannot be refined. Even if the elixir in the box was not refined by Kong Sheng, it should have come from the hand of a certain great Confucian. Jiang Yan has the favor of the Mandate of Heaven in the Holy Realm, and he can be regarded as a genius, but with his identity, it is still difficult to reach the heavens if he wants to get this kind of pill.

"Forgive me, this Taoist will accept it for the time being and keep it for you. But where you got it from is still to be said. ”

Jiang Yan complained bitterly in his heart: "I never expected that this Taoist priest was not only ugly, but also mercenary, and he was a master who didn't see rabbits and didn't scatter eagles." It's just that he didn't dare to judge people by their appearance, but when he saw Ding Feng accept it, he was at ease, because he understood that the only way to deal with this kind of person was to lure them with profit.

"Dao Chief, please rest assured, this thing should be a gift from the minister's house. It happened that day that I came back from the temple poetry meeting and met a ...... in the Shili Pavilion."

Jiang Yan covered his head, looking confused, because the more he tried to recall the situation of that day, the more he gained nothing, and only vaguely remembered that he had received gifts from others, and then he became ill.

Ding Feng said with a smile: "How can there be a good thing in this world for no reason, if you accept someone else's treasure, it will take away your culture, and this transaction is worth it." "With Jiang Yan's current temperament, even ten hundred Jiang Yan can't exchange this elixir. However, Jiangyan is a hidden dragon, and there is a possibility of soaring and separating one side in the future. At that time, if you have to deal with him again, the price will not be a pill.

Jiang Yan didn't believe it for a while, but he still felt that that man was brilliant and a kind person, and it was not uncommon for him to have a slight literary tone. Ding Feng didn't bother to explain to him, but Han Lin'er was clever and couldn't look past it: "People don't need your kind of temperament, he just needs to reveal that you have a heavy treasure in your hand, and naturally countless people will come to deal with you." ”

Finding the main owner, Ding Feng put the brocade box in his sleeve and pointed out a clear way to Jiang Yan: "You two hurry up and pack up and leave overnight." The leader of this path broke that man's spell and blocked a catastrophe for you, and there will inevitably be another robbery after that. ”

Jiang Yan was still hesitating, but Liu was sober and abnormal: "If we don't leave, I'm afraid we will even affect the villagers." "Listen, Jiang Yan's spirit was lifted, the life of the hidden dragon changed, and there was a tendency to raise his head, this is the benefit of Fengge's assistance!

"Okay! Thank you for the good words of Daoist Jin Yu, if you can escape this catastrophe, you will have a good reward in the future!" Jiang Yan and his wife had no long things, so after taking care of them for a while, they left in a hurry.

Ding Feng stroked the brocade box, took out the Confucianism and Taoism Holy Pill, and said to Han Lin'er: "This refining person has some skills, if you give it to some disciples who are not strong-minded, maybe they can be able to cultivate into a golden pill." However, in your case, unless it is refined by Kong Sheng's own hands, you can't break this demonic fright. ”

Han Lin'er was plagued by the demon calamity, and she was miserable, and when she saw a good opportunity, she couldn't help but move slightly: "Can the Confucian Holy Cultivation really help me?"

Ding Feng glanced at it lightly, and said: "Yes, but with this method to break the heart and demons, you can only be the second Confucian saint in your life, and there is absolutely no possibility of surpassing him." ”

(End of chapter)