Day and night tour

Chapter 420 In Harmony with Heaven
"Oh, Mountain Ancestor? What insightful views do you have regarding alchemy?"

Zhou Xuan became curious after hearing Li Changxun's words.

Within the Kingdom of Well, there are numerous sects, each with its own unique skills, but upon closer examination, they are nothing more than "blood, flesh, spirit, and the Way."

The Bone Elder Society possesses both the attributes of "flesh" and "Tao," but upon closer examination, it leans more towards Taoism.

As for Xunlongtang, it is a legitimate and orthodox Taoist sect.

The painter was the most important divine position of the Bone Elder, and Zhao Wuyai was also a disciple who had been immersed in the methods of dragon seeking for many years. Moreover, he personally spent "half a steel mill" to refine pills on a large scale.

But in the end, the two of them scoffed at the idea of ​​"alchemy" and vehemently condemned it.

However, Li Changxun, who was also a prominent figure in the Taoist community, greatly admired the theory of alchemy.

He says no, you say yes.
So who is right?

Zhou Xuan was not the kind of person who would generalize from limited information; he wanted to hear Li Changxun's opinion.

Li Changxun swayed his head and bobbed along to the songs playing on the record player, looking just like a street urchin. He said with amusement, "The real techniques of alchemy are all in the heavens. These pills are even categorized..."
Some elixirs, when taken, can increase the number of offerings; others, when consumed, can preserve one's youth and beauty. Look at Bifang, for example. When he first descended to the mortal realm, his figure was like a crane, and his face resembled that of a handsome young man…”

"That's a bit of an exaggeration."

Zhou Xuan had also met Bi Fang and said that Bi Fang looked extremely young, but to say that he was "like a handsome young man" was too much of an exaggeration.

"Anyway, that's the gist of it. This 300-year-old god has taken quite a few beauty-enhancing pills."

"Bullshit! Alchemy for profit and murder is the most useless thing in the world."

Zhao Wuyai couldn't stand Li Changxun's blatant promotion of alchemy, so he jumped in and started cursing.

His outburst infuriated Li Changxun.

Although he is a disgrace to the gods, he is indeed the most outstanding figure that Xunlongtang has produced in the past hundred years. How could he be willing to be criticized by a junior?

"You brat, can't you get your seniority right? I'm your grandmaster, think carefully before you speak."

Li Changxun stood with his hands on his hips like a fighting cock, while Zhao Wuyai, burning with rage and hatred, disregarded seniority and rammed into Li Changxun's chest.
"So what if you're the grandmaster? So what if you're of a higher generation? Does that give you the right to spout nonsense? Alchemy is a useless hobby, I'm telling you."

"What good is what you say? Do you think you're the only one in the world who makes the most sense?"

“Since you say that alchemy is the most profound method, then provide evidence.” Zhao Wuyai refused to budge an inch.

"You need evidence for everything? So you despise alchemy as useless, where's your evidence?"

Li Changxun, "using his own methods to control others," countered with a question.

"Evidence, huh? I destroyed half of my family's factory to refine pills, does that count as evidence?"

After Zhao Wuyai finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Xuan.

Clearly, the master and apprentice who were searching for dragons had made Zhou Xuan the referee in their argument.

Zhou Xuan immediately nodded and said, "The evidence is irrefutable. Mountain Ancestor, it's your turn."

"Tch, it's just evidence, isn't it?"

Li Changxun was very dignified, with a lazy demeanor. He reached into the collar of his Taoist robe with his right hand, rummaged around for a while, and pulled out a black pill.

This pill has neither a fragrant aroma nor any divine light; its appearance is truly unappealing, not even as presentable as the "Epimedium Power Pill" sold in pharmacies.

"Let me show you the real thing. See this pill? It's called the Beauty Pill. After taking it, you can not only become younger, but also prolong your life. It's something from heaven."

Li Changxun's gaze was filled with pride.

Zhou Xuan stared wide-eyed at it and said, "Does your heaven only produce such rubbish?"

Zhao Wuya said, "Grandmaster Li, you're not some mud you just dug out of your armpit, are you?"

"Tch, whether it's mud or not, you'll know once you taste it. I said the alchemy is real, so it's real."

"If these mud-covered dumplings were real elixirs, I'd gouge my eyes out of you."

Zhao Wuyai's stubbornness resurfaced.

"Then eat it. If it works, I'll gouge your eyes out."

Li Changxun stretched his hand forward again and, with a few words, lifted Zhao Wuyai up.

Who is Zhao Wuyai? He's the man who rides his stubborn donkey backwards, and he actually risked his own eyes by reaching out to grab that gray pill.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the pill, Li Changxun suddenly withdrew it, saying in a sly tone, "What use are your eyeballs to me, to be used for cannon stomping? But this pill is genuinely effective, can I let you taste it?"

"..." Zhao Wuya.

Not to mention Zhao Wuyai felt speechless, even Zhou Xuan cursed in his heart—that damned old man.

He was about to watch the excitement unfold when Li Changxun objected.

Just then, Yun Ziliang returned, carrying a large, greasy paper bag. Upon seeing everyone, he asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Grandmaster, I'm having a disagreement with Grandmaster Li."

Zhao Wuya said.

Yun Ziliang nodded: "Oh, Ya Zi, how did you know that your great-grandfather won more than three hundred silver dollars today?"

Zhao Wuyai: "..."

Yun Ziliang turned his head towards Zhou Xuan again: "Xuanzi, you've heard about my affair with Hu Qi too?"

Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuyai: "..."

"Who asked you, Lao Yun? When you get cheeky, you're exactly the same as that mountain ancestor."

Zhou Xuan pointed at Li Shanzu.

Li Shanzu hurriedly put away the pills.

"Stop, what are you going to stop?" Yun Ziliang saw Li Changxun's actions and immediately called for a stop.

Zhao Wuya said from the side, "Grandmaster, he was arguing with me about whether alchemy is useful."

"Is there even a need to argue about this? Alchemy is all nonsense. Wouldn't it be better to use this time to do something worthwhile?"

Yun Ziliang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

“Who says otherwise? But Master Li somehow conjured up a mud ball and insisted it was a miraculous elixir,” Zhao Wuyai chimed in.

"is it?"

Yun Ziliang raised his hand and said to Li Changxun, "Give it to me."

"I was just kidding, there's no such thing as a real elixir." Li Changxun's eyes darted around.

"Give it to me." Yun Ziliang took off his shoes, ready to beat Li Changxun.

Li Changxun was somewhat flustered. As the dignified ancestor of the mountain, how could he be beaten in front of a younger generation? In order to save face, he had no choice but to offer up the pills.

Yun Ziliang held the grayish mud ball in his palm and examined it for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

"Old Yun, is this medicine real or fake?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

"Damn it, we'll know if this medicine is real or fake once we take it!" Yun Ziliang acted quickly, tilting his head back, opening his mouth, and pouring the medicine down his throat in one smooth motion.

He truly considered this pill as his own.

With a "gulp," the pill went down into his stomach. Zhao Wuyai gave a thumbs up and praised, "My great-grandfather is ruthless. He didn't even ask where the medicine came from and just ate it randomly."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Ziliang exclaimed, "Wow, this medicine seems to really work! I feel refreshed after taking it."

"Grandmaster, your hand."

Zhao Wuya shouted.

When Yun Ziliang was fighting Bi Fang, his right hand went into the "Wind of Time" that Bi Fang had blown out. Although his hand was saved, the muscles in his right hand atrophied and looked like withered tree bark.

But now, the skin and muscles of his right hand are recovering rapidly, and their tension and elasticity have returned.

"And that's not just about his hands; even the wrinkles on his forehead are gone," Zhou Xuan said, carefully observing Yun Ziliang's forehead.

Li Changxun turned his back and muttered under his breath, "The good pills have all been eaten by dogs."

"boom!"

"Ouch!" Li Changxun was hit on the back of the head by Yun Ziliang's shoe and immediately clutched his head and cried out in pain.

"Slandering your superiors? You're asking for a beating!" Yun Ziliang glared angrily.

Zhao Wuyai, as if he had discovered a new world, exclaimed, "This pill really works!"

"It works, right? Gouge your eyes out." Li Changxun had run out of medicine and had been beaten, so he had nowhere to vent his anger and wanted to find fault with Ya Zi.

"Don't be so formal. I was rude and offended my master earlier. Master Li, please teach me how to refine pills. I want to refine back the half of the steel plant that I lost."

Yun Ziliang also asked, "This alchemy method is clearly useless, yet your pills are truly effective. Changxun, tell me, what's the secret behind it?"

This elixir, just as Li Changxun said, can preserve one's youthful appearance and promote tissue regeneration, unlike anything found in the mortal world.

Zhou Xuan also became interested and waited for the answer.

Under Zhao Wuyai and Yun Ziliang's repeated questioning, Li Changxun finally revealed the truth, saying, "How would I know how this pill was made? It was given to me from heaven."

Who posted this?

"I don't know," Li Changxun said. "Every three years, a white crane with a basket around its neck, filled with boxes of various sizes, will deliver elixirs to the various divine kingdoms in the heavens."
The boxes had the names of the gods and the medicines written on them, and we took the medicine according to the names.

Anyway, I think this is a blessing for the gods in heaven.

"You've been a god for almost a hundred years now, so you must have other pills on you. Don't hold back, take them out and offer them to your grandmaster."

Upon witnessing the miraculous power of the celestial elixir, Yun Ziliang decided to resort to "elderly bullying" and demand that Li Changxun hand over the medicine.

Li Changxun looked distressed: "Where is there any medicine left? I've been a god for almost a hundred years, but I was locked in the Abyss for several decades in between. I missed so many opportunities to get medicine. There was only one left, and you ate it."

He sighed, brushed his sleeves, and left.

"Why are you going?"

"I'm going to the public bathhouse to wash away the bad luck," Li Changxun said.

Zhou Xuan asked, "Old Li, why do elixirs refined in heaven work, but elixirs refined on earth don't?"

"Who the hell knows?"

After Li Changxun finished speaking, he turned his head and said, "Perhaps it's due to the change in environment. Oranges grown south of Jingzhou are sweet, but those grown north of Jingzhou are bitter." "Is it really just a matter of not being used to the environment?"

Zhou Xuan stood with his hands behind his back and murmured slowly.

Yun Ziliang asked curiously, "Xuanzi, I've never seen you interested in Taoist health cultivation, qi refining, or elixir formulas before. Why are you thinking about these things today?"

Zhou Xuan told Yun Ziliang about how "Master Lu Xue resurrected his family members twenty years later".

"You want to use the same method to save Hua Zi?"

Yun Ziliang and Zhou Xuan had developed a considerable level of understanding, and they often shared the same ideas.

"Yes."

"But what does saving Hua Zi have to do with alchemy?" Yun Ziliang asked.

Zhou Xuan said, "The matter of Master Lu Xue is recorded in a classic text on alchemy. The title of the text is 'Shangqing Cantongqi'."

"The Shangqing Cantongqi? That's quite a grand title for this book."

Yun Ziliang explained to Zhou Xuan, "Legend has it that the Dao Ancestor transformed into the Three Pure Ones from one breath, namely Taiqing, Shangqing, and Yuqing."
The term "Cantongqi" is also a Taoist term, meaning to comprehend "the unity with Heaven," which is a method for realizing one's own harmony with Heaven and Earth.
Using the title of an avatar of the Dao Ancestor and the phrase "in harmony with Heaven," the author of this classic text was no ordinary person—extremely arrogant.

"Such a prestigious reputation? Then I'll head to Jingchuan Prefecture now."

"What are you going there for?" Yun Ziliang asked.

"I'll go and get the book 'Shangqing Cantongqi' back."

Zhou Xuan immediately embarked on a spiritual journey to Master Ye's main hall in Jingchuan Prefecture.

……

In Mr. Ye's main hall, Di Tong was nestled in a corner of the study, dozing off, with a yellowed ancient book covering his belly.

The cover of the ancient book bears five small seal characters: Shangqing Cantongqi.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A knock on the door startled the child awake. He hurriedly got up, and the ancient book on his stomach slid down. He instinctively reached out and picked it up, his eyes looking towards the door.

"Oh, sir, it's you."

Zhou Xuan walked over with a smile and said, "Boss, I've come to ask you for something."

"This……"

Di Tong has always been a stingy person; otherwise, he wouldn't have given Zhou Xuan the ancient book of "Master Lu Xue" without giving him the whole book, only tearing out three fragments.

Now that Zhou Xuan has taken the initiative to ask for something, it's likely that this "thing" is extremely valuable.

"I want that copy of the *Shangqing Cantongqi*," Zhou Xuan said.

Upon hearing that it was this ancient book, Di Tong immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since the master wants it, I have to give him face and take it."

He handed the ancient book in his hand to Zhou Xuan.

"So quick to agree?" Zhou Xuan was also somewhat surprised and said, "Given my relationship with the Boss, you're only willing to give me three fragments. I thought the Boss really liked this ancient book."

"hey-hey."

Di Tong was somewhat embarrassed. In fact, he had initially thought the book's title was grand and therefore he was reluctant to share it because it contained some important secrets or anecdotes.

However, after being given the fragments, he spent an entire afternoon studying the book, but aside from dozing off, he didn't really understand anything.

Even the "method of alchemy" recorded in the book is completely nonsensical.

"This lousy book is so hard it's not even good enough to wipe your butt with."

After muttering to himself, Di Tong pretended to be very generous and said, "I do like this ancient book, but since the master wants it and has come all this way in person, I have no choice but to part with it."

"Thank you for your kindness, Boss."

Zhou Xuan took the ancient book and said, "I, Zhou Xuan, always do things reasonably. This book belongs to your Master Ye's sect. If I learn any valuable skills or techniques from it, I will give you 30% of the profits."

"Thirty percent?"

"Not enough?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Don't give me a single penny."

Di Tong stood up and said, "Yesterday, I became close friends with the Master. With such a close relationship, why talk about interests? That's too formal."

"Hey, is the boss really that generous?"

"I'm used to being generous, sir. Please take the book with you; it's a token of my appreciation."

"Thank you very much then." Zhou Xuan immediately took the "Shangqing Cantongqi" and went on his daytime journey.

After Zhou Xuan left, Di Tong smiled smugly: "Even a great master wouldn't be able to understand anything from such a tattered book. Using this useless book to exchange for a great master's favor is just right, absolutely right."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was wonderful. But when he had had enough of it, he slapped himself on the forehead: "Earth Child, Earth Child, how can you be so cunning... You can take advantage of everything. With such a scheme, you are so clever. What am I going to do?"

……

After returning to the "Zhou Family Pure Ritual Shop", Zhou Xuan first summoned his "Will Book" to sense whether there was a "Talisman Scripture" in the "Shangqing Cantongqi".

However, the Book of Will remained silent, suggesting that there was no "talismanic scripture" in existence.

As Mr. Jiu said, the contents of this book are indeed obscure, incoherent, and almost unreadable.

Unable to understand it, he went downstairs and handed the ancient book to Yun Ziliang to study.

"Old Yun, I've brought back the Shangqing Cantongqi, but I can't understand it. Take a look and see if you can find any secrets."

"Tch, I'm not bragging, but there's no Taoist scripture I can't understand. The Taoist literary sage and the dragon-seeking champion are all descriptions of my extraordinary talent and amazing knowledge."

Yun Ziliang took the book, waved his hand, and said with great style, "Go play first, don't keep me from studying late into the night."

"It still has to be Lao Yun."

Zhou Xuan assigned the task of "comprehending the ancient texts" to others, and then returned to the second floor alone.

He took out the three tattered pages and continued to study the matter of "Master Lu Xue resurrecting his family".

However, no matter how many times he looked at those three pieces of paper, he still couldn't figure out how the high monk had resurrected his family.

Just then, Miss Wall from the secret realm called out to Zhou Xuan, "Xuan, Xuan, come to class!"

The engineer was also shouting, "Boss Xuan, are you still going to learn the sixth level of the magician's techniques?"

"That's right, I, the Color Play Master, can now learn the sixth level of techniques."

When Zhou Xuan deceived the Rat King and Bi Fang, he used the skill of "No Thieves Under Heaven" to burn enough incense offerings.

The current Cai Xi Xiang can advance to the sixth level.

He pressed the paper in his hand down with the ink bottle on the table, closed his eyes, and focused his mind on the secret realm.

……

Zhou Family Purification Shop, Main Hall.

Yun Ziliang is very anxious now. He tries to read by lamplight, but he can't read a single word.

"What kind of book is this? It's like it's talking to a woman on a cliff. It's so weird, the sentences don't connect at all."

Zhao Wuya, who was eating pig's head, looked up at Yun Ziliang and said, "Grandmaster, what did I do to offend you that you would scold me?"

"Let's play while we're at it."

Yun Ziliang was in a bad mood. The boasts he had just made, such as "Taoist Literary Sage" and "Dragon-Seeking Champion," had come crashing down on him like boomerangs that had been spinning in the air for a long time.

"I recognize each character individually in this book, but when they are put together, I have no idea what they mean."

He tried reading it aloud to see if he could understand it.

"The remaining radiance closes the windows and doors of the Western lands..."

"Shut your mother's door, a window is a window, a door is a door. Window and door? That idiot who wrote the book is a complete moron."

Yun Ziliang couldn't stand it anymore. He took the book upstairs. He accepted the verbal humiliation from Zhou Xuan. Now he had only one thought—he never wanted to see this book again.

"My Taoist literary sage's lifelong brilliance has been ruined by this book."

He arrived at Zhou Xuan's door, knocked gently, but received no answer.

"Xuanzi? Xuanzi?"

I called out twice, but no one answered.

Yun Ziliang gently pushed the door open, and Zhou Xuan was lying on the table, "dozing off".

"They've gone into the secret realm."

Once Yun Ziliang understood, he gently placed the copy of "Shangqing Cantongqi" on the table, closed the door, and left.

After the door closed, a rustling sound came from inside the room. If you listened carefully, you could hear a slight friction sound.

The three tattered pages that Zhou Xuan had pressed under the ink bottle began to swarm forward like worms, pushing their "bodies" into a wave-like shape.

The rubbing sound is from the pages of the book rubbing against the bottom of the ink bottle.

"clatter."

As the three pages escaped, the ink bottle gently bumped against the table.

Then, those three pages burrowed into the *Shangqing Cantongqi*, their rough edges becoming intertwined with the book, like a limb being reattached...

……

"Boss Xuan, the first five levels of the magician's techniques are deception. What is a human being? Ordinary people are human, demigods are human, and even the twenty-four gods are human. However, celestial gods, celestial venerables, and those with wills have already transcended the realm of humanity."
Your first five tricks won't fool them.

“Oh…” Zhou Xuan was a little absent-minded. His gaze fell on the Red Ginseng Boys—Big Brother and Third Brother—who were playing games in the secret realm.

"The tricks of the magicians can never fool the gods and celestial beings. So why did the supreme will send so many gods and Taoists to exterminate the magicians back then? It's because the later layers of tricks can reveal the secrets of the human world."

"This sixth level of technique, coincidentally, shares a name with a Taoist term Master Yun mentioned to you today: 'In Harmony with Heaven'... Boss Xuan, were you even listening to my lecture?"

The engineer sensed Zhou Xuan's distraction and became somewhat annoyed.

Zhou Xuan pointed at the eldest and third children and said, "Have those two children been like that lately?"

The eldest brother, the third brother, and the two other children were playing a game with the Blood Well's human brain, but while they were playing, they suddenly "froze."
It took them a while to come to their senses, and they continued playing the game, then paused again, and so on, over and over again...

(End of this chapter)