It is no wonder that King Xu and Wang will exclaim in unison after checking the content revealed on the silk handkerchief, because what appears on the silk handkerchief at this time is a picture with a large seal description.

In the picture, a man in a wide robe and large sleeves is sitting cross-legged on a large rock; At the same time, above this man's head, there were several clouds floating around...... There were a few thick diagonal lines drawn from the clouds, which were impartially connected to the Fang Shi Heavenly Spirit cover who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Look at this meaning, the master who sat on the boulder was struck by the thunder.

Even if you can't become an immortal, you can't use this method to harm yourself, can you still have a life if you are struck by lightning?

"Maybe we all misunderstood, these thick lines descending from the clouds are not heavenly thunder, but some kind of extremely rare auspiciousness?"

With this thought in mind, King Xu and the others turned their eyes to the dense seal characters around this picture, and concentrated on identifying them one by one.

To pick up the attainments of seal writing, Wang Bingyan, who was born as a celebrant supervisor, is much stronger than Xu Xuzheng...... Not only can people read, but they can also write!

On the first day of the first lunar month every year, the emperor personally stuffed it into the incense burner and burned it, which was used to pray to the ancestors and the gods of heaven and earth for the auspiciousness and peace of the year...... The sacrificial text must use this, and the ancestors who write other words can't understand it.

However, the more they looked, the cooler their hearts became.

It seems that the author of the fairy recipe deliberately wanted everyone to understand the content of the text as soon as possible when they saw it; Therefore, this fairy prescription is really written in an easy-to-understand vernacular, and there is not even a word for a gimmick.

So much so that Xu Xuzheng only listened to Wang Bingyan read the immortal recipe once, and immediately understood the content of eighty percent of it.

Most of the texts in the fairy recipe are used to illustrate the picture of 'sitting on the top of the mountain and waiting for the thunder to split'...... 'This mountain should be at least 100 zhang high', 'The mountain rocks should have more genus of green nitrate and red sand', 'To find a moment when there are dark clouds rolling in the sky to be split', 'When the thunder strikes the body, you should use three short and one long breathing rhythm to match the inner visualization, so as to induce the formation of Jindan' and so on.

"W-isn't this nonsense? …… If the 'meridian thunder' fails to successfully produce the golden pill in the body once, you should prepare for the second 'meridian thunder' within 10 days, and the later one may change...... Isn't this a hole in the head? It's not enough to let the thunder split once, but you have to rush to be split a second time? ”

It was easy to see the end, Wang Bingyan snorted angrily and flicked the sleeves of his robe, stomped his feet heavily and turned around and strode away: "What bullshit!" What a waste of three hours in our family! ”

However, Xu Xuzheng, who had always been respectful to Wang Bingyan in the past, turned a blind eye to the prince who left angrily this time, and instead stared directly at the lines on the silk handkerchief that had begun to blur, and kept muttering: "Thunderbolt? Knot Jindan...... Thunderbolt struck, knot golden pill! ”

Unlike Wang Bingyan, who firmly believes in Danding taking food, Xu Xuzheng is the kind of 'alternative' who is willing to accept and try novel methods.

In Xu Xuzheng's view, it is difficult to ascend to immortality simply by swallowing pills and meditating and meditating.

No matter how hard a mortal works on the way to Danding, he can't compare to Emperor Jiajing, who dispatched the entire Jinyi Guard to search for rare medicinal materials and alchemy all over the country for months and months.

Even with such a toss, Emperor Jiajing failed to become an immortal in the end, but an alchemist surnamed Jiang snatched the emperor's head and dismembered him into an immortal.

So there must be something wrong!

"Thinking of the entire Wang Gong Gunpowder Factory that was reduced to rubble and the big pit that was constantly emitting black smoke, such a thought suddenly jumped out of the heart of the respected teacher Xu Xuzheng."

I saw that even if he sat cross-legged on the ground, he was like a mountain of meat more than a foot high, and Yang Congxun and Hu San, who had already heard it in front of him, and when they saw that the sergeant stopped halfway, they arched and prayed one after another.

"Maybe the so-called Immortal Elixir is just to help cultivators protect their own hearts and viscera when they encounter a thunderstorm...... Shouldn't this creation of ascending to immortality be the reward of carrying the thunder to the top? ”

The theory of 'becoming an immortal only after being struck by lightning' is really very different from all the methods of cultivating and forging the body.

Mo said that Yang Congxun, who had not yet entered the hall on the path of cultivation, even if Hu San, who was a fox immortal in the family, was shocked and dropped his jaw: "God, you have to be struck by thunder to become an immortal?" Then why does there be a mad demon fairy in my family who says that the later we fox immortals are struck by lightning, the better? ”

Seeing the little fox asking, the slightly squinted sergeant shook his huge body slightly: "And then?" Did this mad demon immortal in your family survive the thunderstorm? ”

After finding that the little fox lowered his head and was silent, the sergeant looked even more proud: "It seems that there is no more, so your mad demon immortal is not right." ”

I saw the sergeant's pair of bear paws pressed heavily on the ground, and then swayed his fat body up: "After sitting for a long time, the lower body will begin to bleed poorly, and I must find some fun to move the blood around my body." ”

After that, the sergeant turned his head and smiled at Hu San and tilted his mouth: "The fox cub over there has taken a closer look, Grandpa Xiong will give you a fixed payment, and you can spend some effort to find honey for us in the future, and you will definitely not suffer!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sergeant's hind legs stomped heavily on the ground, and when he raised his head and roared, he ran wildly at a thick beech tree in front of him, and the whole bear slammed into the trunk of the big tree like a small mountain.

I only heard a loud 'boom', and the big tree with the thickness of the two people holding together was actually broken by the priest's waist, and the upper half of the big tree and the huge crown creaked and fell to the other side, and the broken hole more than five feet wide suddenly revealed countless jagged stubble.

Although the sergeant had cleanly broken the thick beech, he had apparently been injured in the impact, and not only had one of his shoulders collapsed, but his face had been cut with countless bloody cuts from the flying sawdust.

The worst thing is the bear ear on the right side of the sergeant's face, the root of the ear has been cut off by a sharp stubble, and the skin and flesh are still connected to the skull at the bottom less than two fingers wide.

However, the sergeant didn't care at all about the bleeding wounds on his body, but instead raised his head and laughed comfortably: "Cool, it's really enjoyable, it's much more comfortable now." ”

I saw the sergeant staggering to the canopy of the fallen tree, leaning over and hugging two large handfuls of fresh young leaves from the branches, and then proudly hugged the leaves, and turned back to Hu San and his party.

As he walked, the priest grabbed a large handful of young leaves with his bear paw and threw them into his mouth: "Ahhhhh ”

He threw two handfuls of leaves on his neck, and the huge sergeant had already returned to Yang Congxun and his party.

I heard an exclamation suddenly sound: "You, your ears!" ”

It turned out that the injured right ear of the sergeant was right in its place at this time!

It's like an invisible strange man took advantage of the gap when the priest was walking back with the leaves in his arms, and used an invisible glue to glue back the ear that had been separated from the skull for most of it!