This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

That was the end of that matter.

Neither Li Daoxuan nor Qingfeng thought about it anymore.

Li Daoxuan didn't care at all, while Qingfeng had some other thoughts.

In the following days, Li Daoxuan began to try refining pills.

If you don't have a furnace or cauldron, a clay pot will do.

However, alchemy in earthenware jars can only produce the most basic medicinal liquid, not a complete pill. Therefore, the effects after consumption are naturally much worse, but better than nothing.

Consider this a first attempt.

Li Daoxuan wanted to refine the most basic Qi-replenishing pills and body-strengthening pills.

The required medicinal materials are not many, and the process is not complicated.

It just requires a high level of skill in controlling the heat.

According to alchemical texts, advanced cultivators can control the alchemical fire with the power of their primordial spirit, and can condense a perfectly round and flawless outer elixir without burning mercury.

However, cultivators at this level are at least experts who have cultivated their middle dantian to initially condense their inner core. Li Daoxuan currently only has fifteen strands of magical power, which is far from reaching this level.

To condense an inner core, one needs at least ten thousand strands of magical power.

The quantity of magical power is secondary; the most important thing is one's own realm of the Great Dao and the degree of comprehension of the Dao.

These are all things for later. Right now, Li Daoxuan just wants to increase his magical power as soon as possible, nourish his legs, and restore his mobility.

He had to resort to alchemy out of necessity. He had a system cheat, but he was disabled in both legs and couldn't go anywhere to earn merit. So he could only rely on his own hard work to cultivate.

These past few days, Qingfeng has been absent-minded and lost in thought.

Although Li Daoxuan had never asked him, he could tell what Qingfeng was thinking.

Having witnessed my extraordinary abilities, how could young people, naturally inclined to admire the strong, not feel a sense of longing?

But Qingfeng knew his own lowly status. He was just a slave that Chen Jing had bought and given to the master. What right did he have to become the master's disciple and learn those extraordinary skills?

Qingfeng could only keep this longing to himself and dared not utter a single word to Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan observed this and pondered its implications.

The Dharma should not be passed on lightly. Although the system clearly stated that spreading the Dharma can increase merit, Li Daoxuan would never carelessly scatter these keys that could grant him extraordinary power just for the sake of merit.

Before a cultivator transcends the Five Elements and escapes the Three Realms, he values ​​cause and effect above all else. If he causes some uncontrollable changes by spreading Taoist teachings indiscriminately, it will undoubtedly not only burden him with karmic obstacles, but also damage his own path of cultivation.

In the room, Li Daoxuan frowned subconsciously as he looked at the bowl of somewhat viscous medicine in his hand.

Qingfeng, who was serving her from the side, looked even more worried.

"Sir, is this... safe to drink? I don't want it to upset my stomach..."

Li Daoxuan hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the proportions of the medicinal materials and the cooking time were basically correct, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Taking a deep breath, Li Daoxuan pinched his nose, picked up the bowl, tilted his head back, and gulped it down his throat.

He only handed the bowl to Qingfeng after drinking every last drop.

Li Daoxuan frowned and said:

"You can go out now. Don't knock on the door unless I tell you to."

Qingfeng naturally knew Li Daoxuan's rules, and respectfully left the room with the medicine bowl in his hand.

Li Daoxuan sat cross-legged on the bed and began his meditation.

In less than 15 minutes, changes finally occurred within my body.

The qi-tonifying medicine that had been administered began to take effect, being refined and condensed under the operation of the cultivation technique, transforming into magical power that flowed towards the dantian.

In his meditative state, Li Daoxuan could clearly feel his magical power rapidly increasing.

He felt a little relieved; although the medicine was crudely prepared, it was still effective.

Nothing was said that night, and dawn broke in the east.

Li Daoxuan opened his eyes, a glint of inspiration flashing in them.

After taking the medicine and practicing meditation all night, he was still full of energy.

That night, the magical power within his body increased by eight strands, a remarkable achievement.

In the past, when he cultivated on his own, it would take him about three days to condense two strands of qi. Now, after taking the qi-tonifying soup, he obtained eight strands in just one night. The speed of his progress is like heaven and earth.

What troubled Li Daoxuan was that although the Qi-tonifying soup didn't require many ingredients, it was still very expensive.

This bowl of qi-tonifying soup cost him more than forty taels of silver.

After more than a month of investigation, Li Daoxuan had roughly figured out the prices of goods in this world.

One tael of silver is worth about 1,100 copper coins, while in Anyi County, three copper coins can buy a pound of medium-grade rice.

One tael of silver could buy almost four hundred catties of rice.

This shows what forty-odd taels of silver meant to ordinary people.

This is just a very common prescription for medicine, using only readily available medicinal herbs.

If it were those pills that could only be made with rare and precious medicinal herbs, I really don't know how many mountains of gold and silver would be needed to afford them.

Li Daoxuan slowly moved to the wheelchair, supporting himself on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked his legs with his fingertips.

Now, nourished by more than twenty strands of magical power, these two legs have begun to regain sensation.

It's not just the hands that feel the touch; the legs also convey a subtle stroking sensation.

However, he still lacked the strength to support his body.

But it shouldn't be long before he regains the ability to walk independently.

This is Li Daoxuan's only need and wish right now.

"call..."

Li Daoxuan exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

Pushing the wheelchair to the door, I gently waved, and the door opened by itself.

To make it easier for Li Daoxuan to come and go as he pleased, Qingfeng had already removed the threshold at the door.

Li Daoxuan pushed his wheelchair into the courtyard; it was still a beautiful day.

Hearing the commotion, Qingfeng rushed out of the kitchen and smiled when he saw Li Daoxuan:

"Please wait a little longer, sir. Breakfast will be ready in a little while."

Li Daoxuan smiled and nodded, replying:

"No rush."

Qingfeng went back to the kitchen to continue preparing breakfast.

Li Daoxuan looked thoughtfully at Qingfeng's busy figure through the kitchen window, then returned to his room, spread out Xuan paper, dipped his brush in ink, and began to copy down the classic text from his memory.

"Heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the universe was vast and boundless..."

Whether it's spiritual practice or simply being a good person, literacy is always essential.

In Li Daoxuan's view, this "Thousand Character Classic" was the most suitable and precious classic for teaching literacy.

With magical powers at his side and his own skill in drawing talismans, Li Daoxuan, though a soul from the modern world, possessed remarkably neat and orderly calligraphy.

Moreover, he wrote very quickly, finishing nearly a thousand words in less than half an hour.

"Sir, dinner's ready..."

Just then, Qingfeng came over and called Li Daoxuan to have dinner.

Li Daoxuan placed the brush on the brush holder, looking at the still-wet ink of the "Thousand Character Classic" on the desk, his face full of self-satisfaction.

Although most people have memorized it, very few can actually recite it from memory as adults.

Just as Li Daoxuan was about to go out for dinner, the system suddenly reacted.

[The host has compiled a classic text never before seen in this world. The text has been detected to possess extremely powerful preaching capabilities. 200 merit points awarded.]

Li Daoxuan was taken aback, then pleasantly surprised.

Unexpectedly, a single copy of the "Thousand Character Classic" earned him 200 merit points.

If he were to memorize all the classic texts from his previous life, wouldn't he have an endless amount of merit points?