I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 157 Applying Knowledge
Tianlu Mountain.

The peaks are towering and sparsely forested, with strangely shaped rocks and unique scenery.

The mountain is where the sect's techniques and methods are passed down, with clusters of buildings, fire chambers and refining rooms visible everywhere, and red soil and cinnabar scattered all over the land.

Even those who practice spiritual cultivation, who are not afraid of the cold or heat, can still feel the intense heat and dryness when they are in this place.

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Within Tianlu Mountain, one can not only fly about, but also see radiant light rising and falling from time to time.

Ying Chan landed his escape light outside a cluster of scattered palaces and pavilions, not in a hurry to enter, but instead waited quietly in place.

He was already exceptionally handsome, and with the passage of time he cultivated, he also developed a pure and radiant Daoist aura. Dressed in a bright red feather robe, he stood with his sleeves behind his back, exuding an extraordinary air.

The Taoist priests here, coming and going, couldn't help but glance at Ying Chan.

"Is that a disciple of our Tianlu Mountain?"

Several female cultivators walked past Ying Chan and entered the cluster of halls and pavilions before whispering among themselves, "When did our Tianlu Mountain ever have such a figure?"

One of the female cultivators seemed to remember something and said, "I saw that person at Xuancheng Mountain."

"I heard he practices the true Daoist arts, and is quite extraordinary..."

Ying Chan's spiritual sense and five senses are far superior to those of ordinary cultivators.

He heard all the female cultivators' comments, but his expression remained unchanged.

Ying Chan has been a disciple of this sect for some time now. Although he has practiced diligently, he is not a solitary hermit. Sometimes he gathers with others and participates in discussions of metaphysics and the exposition of Dharma, which naturally leads to some reputation.

It's just that the scope is very small; unless you know him personally, you'll only hear about him occasionally.

Such fame is nothing special; there are countless others like it in our sect. Ying Chan naturally wouldn't be complacent about it.

He gazed leisurely at the sky, pondering the matter of weapon forging.

After waiting for a while, a thin Taoist priest arrived in a cloud chariot; it was Yang Yan.

Yang Yan spotted Ying Chan at a glance, descended from the cloud chariot, cupped his hands in greeting, and asked, "Brother Ying, have you been waiting for me?"

He should smile and simply say, "I just arrived."

Yang Yan laughed and, without saying much, raised his sleeve and gestured inside before leading the way.

Ying Chan followed closely behind, entering the complex of halls and pavilions. Following him through many twists and turns, they soon arrived in front of a grand hall.

"arrive."

Yang Yan led Ying Chan through a side door, teasingly saying as they walked, "Brother Ying, do you know how sought-after the refining rooms in this Earth Fire Hall are? You sent me a short letter with just a few words, and I'm already arranging one for you..."

Ying Chan naturally knew that even the disciples of Tianlu Mountain had to wait three to five months to get a spot in the refining room of the Earth Fire Hall.

For outsiders, not only will they have to spend a large sum of money, but the waiting time may also be even longer.

However, Yang Yan is a direct disciple of the elders of Tianlu Mountain, and he has an opportunity every year to skip the waiting list and directly use the refining room.

That's why Ying Chan asked him for help.

"Thanks to you, my friend, I have been spared the trouble of waiting."

Ying Chan said, "I will remember it forever."

Yang Yan waved his hand: "I didn't have any magic artifacts this year, so I need to use the refining room of the Earth Fire Hall to refine them."

"Why not lend it to me? Just remember to buy me a drink."

As they spoke, the two had already entered the main hall, descended the long steps, and arrived at a passageway.

The passageway was very wide, with a height of twenty or thirty feet. Several carriages could pass side by side on both sides. Looking around, there was a gate every hundred feet or so.

Beyond the gate lay the meticulously prepared training chamber. Yang Yan, leading Ying Chan, found the door of a training chamber, took out the token, and shone it on the door. A rumbling sound was heard, and the stone door slowly rose, revealing a cavern to the two of them.

The cave was very spacious, with a nine-zhang-tall furnace in the center, and the fire inside made the surrounding area glow red.

Ying Chan glanced around and saw that some rocks had been fired to a glassy sheen.

"The fire in this furnace is drawn from the earth's fire and never goes out."

Yang Yan said, "It can be regulated through the restrictions on the furnace..."

"As for how to forge weapons, I probably don't need to teach Brother Ying."

Ying Chan smiled and said, "That's natural."

"Then I won't bother you any longer." Yang Yan nodded, then cupped his hands and said, "I wish Brother Ying success in refining his weapon."

"Thank you for your kind words, brother."

Ying Chan returned the greeting, and Yang Yan left the refining room without lingering any longer.

Ying Chan closed the stone door, then walked around the refining room to make sure there was nothing wrong. He then sat down in front of the furnace, made a hand seal, and manipulated the furnace to release its firepower.

With a sudden whoosh, the fire in the furnace roared up and filled the entire chamber in an instant, surging and churning in the small space.

Ying Chan's eyes flickered slightly.

This earth fire was indeed extraordinary, its power being dozens of times greater than the spirit charcoal fire he usually used.

In the past, when using spirit charcoal, one had to spare some effort to cast spells to increase the firepower in order to meet the requirements of refining weapons.

However, with the help of this earth fire, he was able to avoid this trouble and devote more of his energy to the refining of the weapon itself.

Ying Chan nodded secretly, then manipulated the firepower several times, sometimes fiercely, sometimes subdued, until he was sure he could operate it freely. Only then did he flip his hand, take out the piece of Taichen Star Gold, and decisively throw it into the fire.

When the star-shaped metal entered the fire, it was like a drop of water falling into a lake, without producing any ripples.

Even in the blazing firelight, its clear color, like moon dew and frost, remained undiminished.

Ying Chan was not surprised. Just because this Taichen Star Gold is not as radiant as many other immortal golds and divine irons, and does not need to be smelted and sharpened to show its sharpness, does not mean that its quality is ordinary.

In reality, this object is merely a concealed form of metal energy, making it difficult to harm even in the slightest when struck by a flying sword, and it cannot be damaged even when refined by true fire.

Although the fire in the furnace is fierce, without the assistance of the appropriate spells, it is difficult to melt the Tai Chen Star Gold, no matter how long it burns.

Therefore, Ying Chan threw the gold from the Tai Chen star into the fire, then closed his eyes and stopped paying attention.

If it weren't for the fact that he would open his eyes every hour, begin his incantation, and channel his magical power into the Tai Chen Star Gold, it would seem as if he had completely forgotten about this object.

Thus, three days and three nights passed in the blink of an eye.

The Taichen Star Gold in the furnace fire finally changed; although its luster remained, its shape became slightly softer.

Ying Chan remained calm and unhurried, waiting for the moment to be perfect before channeling his magic power into the star gold once more. Then, he retrieved the Heavenly Essence from the Primordial Stone.

This object normally resembles a crystal, with a clear, watery luster, but if it comes into contact with metal or iron, it will immediately melt into it.

Ying Chan sent it into the furnace, and it immediately came into contact with the Tai Chen Star Gold.

Only then did he form a hand seal, pointing a finger at the star-shaped metal to stabilize its form and substance...

Ying Chan then revealed a slight smile.

He had already studied the method of refining the 'Heavenly River' countless times, and he knew every step by heart.

Now that knowledge is put into practice, it naturally becomes second nature.

(End of this chapter)