Chapter Ninety-Nine: Cultivating the Art of Divine Sense
Qi Tian just felt that it had a deep meaning, could an ordinary person memorize 50,000 herbs and effects in half a year? He didn't know what others thought, but even when he was admitted to the Alchemist Alliance Dan Master, he was only a thousand herbs!
Thinking of this, Qi Tian was shocked, if what this person said was true, then where did the ten thousand herbs come from? Where did the prescription come from? This is no longer something that the Great Dan Master can master.
Unexpectedly, after the ten people withdrew, the old man in gray still stood quietly as if he hadn't seen it, waiting. This is another time for a stick of incense. In this incense, four more people couldn't hold it back and chose to retreat. Now counting Qi Tian, there are only seven people left standing in front of the old man.
"The person who is my medicine boy must write down 300,000 Dan prescriptions in the second year. The old man paused, then raised his cloudy eyes, and glanced at the remaining seven people, as if he was not interested, as if the medicine boy chosen this time had nothing to do with him, "Before that, you can't do alchemy." β
Even the faces of the three inner disciples in the back were bitter, and they said in their hearts that this ghost old man was a medicine boy, and he obviously didn't want to accept it! This condition is so harsh, wouldn't a normal person jump in? In the second year, if you have to memorize so many pills, where will you still have time to cultivate? Is it equivalent to worshipping the sect and being a scholar for two years? Otherwise, everyone in the sect says that this ghost old man is like a ghost, and he lives alone, although he is a master of alchemy, but he is at odds with all the elders, and for so many years, there is not a single medicine boy who has confiscated it.
Qi Tian was only surprised in his heart! This old man's request to memorize so many things, he said in his heart, this old man may not be able to do it, how could he really ask for such a request? Moreover, 300,000 Dan Fang? No one in the Alchemist Alliance can master so many Dan Fang, right?
Qi Tian's heart is either this old man is selecting those with a strong heart, or there are other special ways to allow him to do what he requires, if it is the former, Qi Tian just concentrating on cultivation, if it is the latter, then he can be regarded as having a chance.
No matter what kind of situation Qi Tian speculated, he accepted it. If you don't get selected by this old man, it's a big deal to take the last test tomorrow and enter the outer door. As for not even being an outer disciple, he can't make it...... Although this possibility is extremely low, he also thought about going to the miscellaneous service if it is a big deal.
As soon as the old man said this, the three teenagers did not hesitate to take a step back, and then took a step back, looking like they were afraid that the old man would choose them.
Silence, the silence of a stick of incense.
Now there are only two people left out of the 70-odds.
Qi Tian's heart is not bad, two people are better than one person under pressure. I don't know what the little brother next to him has planned? Could it be that he is pursuing Dan Dao extremely hard? Qi Tian could not hide his admiration in his heart.
"So," the gray-clothed old man was still expressionless, "then you two follow meβ"
Before he finished speaking, the man next to Qi Tian slumped on the ground, crying and mourning, "My legs, my legs are weak, I want to retreatβ"
When the gray-clothed old man heard this, his movements did not stop at all, and the gray floating clouds under his feet appeared, and he glanced at Qi Tian, "Why don't you leave with me?"
Qi Tian seemed to be smiling, but he didn't expect it to be such an ending, he clasped his hands and bowed to the old man again, and went up to the black cloud.
The gray clouds flew over many mountains, but no one came to disturb them, and even the cranes flying in front of them immediately turned around when they saw the gray-clothed old man.
Qi Tian stood on the gray cloud, although the gray cloud was also extremely fast, but no wind blew, only to see a glowing film covering Qi Tian. The gray-clothed old man stood alone in front of the gray cloud, the wind-blown old man's clothes hunted, the fat robe was agitated in the wind, and the gray and yellow hands like withered bamboo hung down on both sides so naturally.
Qi Tian suddenly remembered the scene when he was in college, and his grandfather sent him off, and his eyes slowly became sour, and now decades have passed!
"No mortal, no monk, can escape life and death. Heroes will also be late, and red faces will also be old. β
After flying in the air for half an hour, he passed through a large mountain, and it seemed that he was out of the range of Chaotian Sect, and then he came up to a small hillside.
"I like to be alone, so I opened up the cave from this sect boundary. β
Qi Tian was stunned, and then he realized that it was the old man in gray who was talking to him.
"There is a separate formation on this hillside, except for the elders of the sect, outsiders can only stop at the foot of the mountain, and you can't go out. The old ghost stretched out his hands, and a small gray cloth bag appeared directly on it!
"Everything I'm going to give you is in there. Seeing Qi Tian respectfully took the storage bag, the ghost elder said, "I didn't expect that it was a casual cultivator who came back with me, and it saved a lot of trouble." Until you pass the test for these two years, you will not be my medicine boy, and you can call me a ghost elder in general with everyone else. β
"Yes!" Qi Tian carefully put away the storage bag, but he was surprised how this ghost old man had told him so much at once.
"There is enough Bigu Dan for you to use for two years, and you will stay in my newly opened medicine garden on this mountainside for these two years. After two years, if you complete the conditions I said on time, then you will not only become my medicine child, but also my inheritance disciple, and I will pass on all my life's learning to you. There was a look of exhaustion on the old ghost's face.
"If you can't complete those conditions, then after reading my Dan book, you can't do what you promised me, cough cough ......" The ghost old man coughed twice, and his face seemed to be even paler, "I can only solve you with my own hands." β
The mountain is not big, but you can't see the top of the mountain from the foot of the mountain. There are only two people in the mountain: Qi Tian and Ghost Lao. The ghost old man lives on the top of the mountain, and Qi Tian lives on the mountainside. Since that day, the ghost veteran explained everything clearly, he entered the alchemy room on the top of the mountain and never came out again. So much so that the matter of the initiation disciples having to carry out the official initiation ceremony in the ancestral hall of the sect is exempted here in Qi Tian.
At the foot of the mountain a stream meanders through it, the water is crystal clear, and occasionally a fish or two can be seen playing, but unfortunately - you can see it, but you can't touch it. An invisible layer of prohibition cut off Qi Tian from that world.
Time flies, and it has been more than half a month. Qi Tian was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone by a small waterhole on the mountainside at the moment, holding a jade slip in his hand, occasionally looking at it from a distance as if it was a fugue, and occasionally picking up the jade slip and putting it in the center of his eyebrows, contemplating his eyebrows.
Next to the waterhole is a thatched house. In front of the hut, there is a medicinal field, in which herbs have been planted, each of which is fresh and green, and it looks like it has just sprouted, and you can feel that someone must have taken care of it.
Until the night, Qi Tian stood up from the bluestone, raised his head, looked at the stars in the sky, smelled the bursts of medicinal fragrance from the top of the mountain, listened to the insects and birds around him, Qi Tian stretched his waist, the comfort of this place made him very comfortable, practicing every day, serving herbs, reading the pharmacopoeia, and studying this wordless secret art.
In the past half a month, Qi Tian has repeatedly compressed the time for cultivating "Into a Nerve", from the original ten hours of daily cultivation to two hours a day.
Just because of a volume of "wordless secret arts"!
This secret technique is exactly what the ghost elder put in the storage bag for Qi Tian! Among the secretaries, only the ghost elder said one sentence, "This secretary has the effect of increasing divine consciousness, if you practice this secretary, you can write down 50,000 herbs and 300,000 pills." The ghost elder didn't say the next words, and Qi Tian also understood that if he couldn't practice this technique, the ghost elder would never let this technique leak out.
There is no word or name for this technique, there is only one picture in which a boy sits cross-legged.
At first glance, the painting does not move, does not speak, and does not change in the slightest. Later, Qi Tian sat for a long time, only to find that the child's gaze in this painting seemed to change, but he couldn't understand it. Until today, Qi Tian finally knows where the seemingly unchanging but seemingly changing feeling comes from!
The first time I saw this painting was during the day, Qi Tian only felt that this boy was full of righteousness, as if he was masculine!
"Turn the power of the stars into the power of divine consciousness, when this technique is completed, with the stars of the heavens as the eyes, the divine sense can cover the universe!" Qi Tian silently scattered the flying ash of the jade slip after spontaneous combustion into the waterhole, and looked up at the twinkling stars in the night, "I already know the secret technique, but which star power should I choose as my first divine consciousness main star?"
The moment the jade slip burned, the ghost old man seemed to feel something, and an ugly smile appeared on the face of the ravine, as if he hadn't smiled for too long, this smile was fleeting, making people mistakenly think it would be an illusion, "This son has excellent understanding! If my ghost can continue the inheritance before he dies, cough cough, he can be regarded as able to face the master under the Yellow Spring." β
The ghost old man sat upright, and there seemed to be a bright moon spinning in his gray eyes, "It's a pity that I don't have much time, even if this son can inherit it, I can't protect him well...... can only refine some more pills for him, so that he can have more self-protection power. β
Qi Tian looked up at the moonlight above him, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if a pair of eyes were looking at him in the bright moon just now, but this feeling was too short.
Qi Tian shook his head, "Isn't it my nerves for cultivating this secret technique?"
"I've had to work hard to cultivate lately! The source of divine power I opened up is like a drop of water after being damaged, and my future is really worrying! But I have had an experience, as long as I have a lot of resources, it shouldn't be difficult!" Qi Tian put his hands behind his back, a straw on his mouth, and when he passed by the medicine garden in front of the door, he carefully admired it, and he was refreshed and in good spirits!
Qi Tianwan smiled and meditated cross-legged, the environment here made him more and more indifferent, and when his spirit and energy were adjusted smoothly, he took a pill of lark and put it in his mouth.
This elixir melted in the mouth, and immediately turned into a hot spiritual energy warm current, rushing towards the location of the Qi Tian Divine Palace.
This elixir is an elixir given by the sect to increase qi and blood! If it is an ordinary monk, swallowing this elixir at this moment will definitely be an impact of spiritual energy, exploding and dying! But for Qi Tian, the effect of this elixir is too bad.
The collision between the loss of his body and the nourishing elixir, the severe pain made it difficult for Qi Tian to even maintain the posture of meditating on his knees! At this moment, it was obvious that the protruding bulges on his body were constantly swimming! Qi Tian's swelling as if it was about to burst The Divine Palace shook, and the stability expanded again in an instant!