"Seven grains in one furnace are only thirty percent worse than ten grains in a perfect furnace."

Zhou Yi casually swallowed a refining, and after half an hour, the true yuan in the dantian increased a little.

"With my spiritual root, swallowing the pill is more than twice as fast as refining qi!"

Put away the remaining Yellow Bud Dan, open the furnace again, and refine the Small Returning Pill and Forging Body Pill.

The pills that are not in the grade are several times easier to refine than the Yellow Bud Pill.

Several furnaces are continuously refined, and all of them are ten grains perfect.

Huang Ya Dan practiced and used it by himself, and the Forging Body Pill and Xiao Huan Dan were enough to be called a panacea among the mundane, and they were distributed to the dignitaries who collected the elixir, and they would definitely do their best in the future.

Summoning the disciples of the Heavenly Corpse Sect and asking him to send them out, each family has a small pill and a body forging pill.

All of them are delicate sandalwood Dan boxes, the grade is not enough, and the packaging is to make up.

One inside and one outside, swallowed together, although it cannot rejuvenate, it is enough to strengthen the body and prolong life.

Sure enough, as Zhou Yi expected, after taking the pill, the nobles and nobles in Kyoto were completely convinced.

The matter of life and death, the immortals are still incomprehensible, let alone the mundane.

For a time, Kyoto medicine was expensive, and it was rare.

Taishi Zhou Yi, in addition to being decisive and ruthless, has the name of the Holy Hand of the Spirit Pill.

After that, every once in a while, a large amount of pills would flow out of the Taishi Mansion.

As time passed, the name of the elixir gradually spread throughout Dajing.

Zhou Yi is different from those Buddhist and Taoist sects, and treats everyone in the world equally.

Whether it is a master of the rivers and lakes or a Buddhist monk, as long as he takes out the elixir, he can refine the elixir.

The Forging Pill and the Small Returning Pill have poor effect on the monks, so they are exchanged for the Yellow Bud Pill, but the price is slightly higher.

Not only is it a hundred-year-old elixir, but also martial arts, secret techniques, and rare treasures can replace the elixir.

There are very few alchemists in the world, and there are only four or five people in Buddhism, which one is not arrogant, only Taishi Zhou Yi is approachable.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Yi collected a large number of exercises and secrets and perfected the Kunlun Martial Codex.

The martial arts that record the Jianghu exercises have changed from not entering the rank to first-order exercises, and some of the martial arts secret techniques are not worse than some qi training secret techniques.

However, the same is true of the end of this world's martial arts.

After Song Xiaoyi's martial arts were completed, he was not allowed to advance an inch for decades, and he also transferred to Qingcheng Taoism.

Zhou Yi didn't need to collect or dispose of medicinal materials, he just had to concentrate on alchemy and taking pills, and the rest of the miscellaneous matters should be handled by the disciples of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

Daily daytime alchemy.

Swallow the pill at night to increase the true element.

In two years, the real yuan has more than doubled.

A year ago, taking Huangya Dan was ineffective, and he turned to refining Maoshan Inheritance Dan and Pei Yuan Dan.

Pei Yuan Dan is a few points more powerful than Huang Ya Dan and Zhen Yuan.

After taking Pei Yuan Dan for a year, the true yuan was several times thicker.

Zhou Yi transferred to the third-order Gongfa Dao Miaodong Zhentai Qingyu Book, and in terms of the number of true yuan, it was no weaker than Xuan Lingzi and Xuan Qingzi.

When cultivating, the situation in Dajing changed.

The crown prince Li Zhu led the forbidden army and swept the world.

After exterminating the king of Zhenbei, he moved to the western frontier, directly broke through the palace of the king of Zhenxi, and exterminated the Wei family.

and went south to Jiuchuan Mansion.

The He clan of Jiuchuan Wang gathered 100,000 elite soldiers to fight to the death.

100,000 elite soldiers seemed to be strong, the crown prince Li Zhu led the army to rush and crush, and the He clan conspired against the nine clans.

The king of Jiuchuan had a close relationship with the Qingcheng faction, and a Qingcheng ancestor personally went down the mountain, and saw the blood in the sky from a distance of more than ten miles, condensing into a red gold dragon shape.

"Dajing is out of the dragon, and the luck is endless!"

This Qingcheng Ancestor used to be a well-known congenital real person, but he didn't even go to the barracks, and went back directly.

When he reached this point in his cultivation, there was nothing else in the world to be nostalgic except for Shouyuan.

The King of Jiuchuan is his fourth-generation descendant, and he has no feelings for a long time, how can he fight to the death with the red dragon's luck.

The king of Jiuchuan wiped out the clan, and in just two years, there were only four of the eight kings of Dajing.

Among them, the most powerful kings of Northern Xinjiang and Western Xinjiang were all executed, and the remaining four, before the forbidden army came, went directly to Beijing with their families to ask for guilt.

Li Zhu Shaoxing led the army back, and when he passed by Jinguang Temple, he received a secret order from Zhou Yi.

The forbidden army surrounded the Jinguang Temple, and the prince entered the temple alone to visit, and asked the old immortal wisdom Arhat of Buddhism for the Pudu Cihang beast seal.

Before the Dharma Protector Spirit Beast cultivates, it will leave a Divine Soul Seal in the beast seal as a refuge certificate.

After Li Zhu got the beast seal, he asked Zen Master Huixin to enter Beijing together and work together to kill Pudu Cihang.

Otherwise, Dajing will fight to turbulent the court and provoke Buddhism, and he will also announce to the world and destroy the Buddha.

The destruction of Buddha is not to fight with the Arhats of Buddhism, but to prohibit ordinary people from believing in Buddhism.

"Amitabha! Cause and effect cycle, Pudu Cihang is my Jinguang Temple protector spirit animal, has fallen into the devil, the poor monk should be the demon subdued and subdued! ”

Li Zhu knew that there was a real old immortal in Buddhism, the Buddha name Fahong, who was the one who extracted the dragon qi of Dajing to prolong his life.

It's a pity that Zen Master Fahong is closed to death and should not be moved.

Qingcheng Lu is immortal, and this monk will never risk fighting.

……

Spring.

On the fifteenth day of the first month,

It is the Shangyuan Festival.

The crown prince Li Zhu won a great victory and led his troops back to Beijing.

Officials of all sizes in Beijing greeted each other for ten miles.

Now no one in the world knows that the crown prince Li Zhu is the lord of Dajing Zhongxing, and there are even rumors that Emperor Li Yu has the idea of Zen position.

In this way, not only hundreds of officials, but even the elders of the royal family went out of the city to greet them.

Dajing Palace.

Qianyuan Palace.

The only nine-story building in Kyoto.

Emperor Li Yu looked at the north city gate from afar, and there was only Chu Xiu, the chief of the inner chamberlain and the commander of the Jinyi guard, behind him.

"Companion, who is going to welcome the prince today?"

Chu Xiu replied respectfully: "The big and small officials in Beijing, the princes and nobles, and even His Royal Highness King Wen went to greet him. ”

"It's really my good uncle, he pretends to be high on weekdays, and now he tends to be inflammatory."

Li Yuming knew that the power of the prince was the result of his own connivance, but when he saw hundreds of civil and military officials, the emperor's relatives and relatives, they all went to greet the prince.

During the Shangyuan Festival, it is reasonable for hundreds of officials not to come to the palace to congratulate them, and the people in the royal family seem to have forgotten Li Yu's existence.

Chu Xiu naturally knew why Li Yu was unhappy, and comforted: "Your Majesty, the Taishi has investigated clearly, and ninety percent of the civil and military officials are demon skins. I'm going to greet the prince, maybe it's the demon monk......"

"Be careful!"

Li Yu glanced left and right and said, "Don't mention this matter at any time." ”

Chu Xiu bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, you have lofty ambitions and help from heaven, and great things will be accomplished." ”

Li Yu asked, "Taishi can say, when will you do it?" ”

"February 2nd, the dragon raises its head!"

Chu Xiu replied: "From the beginning of the dragon's head, from the dragon's head to the end!" ”

Li Yu nodded slightly and sighed, but the boredom in his heart was much less.

"I'm sorry for the prince......"

"For the ...... of the Great Jingjiang River"

……

Li Zhu rode on the dark cloud stepping snow horse, and looked indifferently at the civil and military officials who greeted him.

Demons and monsters, they should all be punished!

Suppressing the killing intent in his heart, he tried to make a smile on his face, turned over and dismounted.

"Liu Wenfu Lord Liu, you are the emperor of the dynasty, and you are a junior, how can you greet you."

Li Zhu took Liu Wenfu's hand, came to a monk, and introduced: "This is Jinguang Temple, Huixin Monk, has Lord Liu heard of it?" ”

Zen Master Huixin is close to two hundred years old, and Liu Wenfu is less than sixty years old, a difference of more than three generations.

However, Liu Wenfu really knew Zen Master Huixin, and at that time he was just a centipede spirit who had just been born with spiritual wisdom.

Zen Master Huixin would give a lecture on the Buddha's birthday, and Liu Wenfu was fortunate to listen to it once with Pudu Cihang.

Liu Wenfu's voice trembled, and he almost couldn't stand still.

"Huihui Huixin, a great master, a great ...... for a long time"