I accidentally joined a group of charlatans, so I immediately called the police and handed it over t

Upon seeing the four characters "Taishang Laojun," Chen Xi felt as if his heart had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand, instantly stopping its beating.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately looked up and whispered two words to Li Guobang, who was closest to him.

"The Dao Ancestor".

boom!

These two words, like two depth charges, exploded in the deathly silent command room.

For the first time ever, Li Guobang's face, which was always impassive even in the face of a collapsing mountain, showed a violent fluctuation.

He rushed to Chen Xi's side in one stride, staring intently at the black and white Tai Chi symbol, his Adam's apple bobbing uncontrollably.

Su Qingge froze, the tablet computer in her hand silently slipping to the ground. Behind her glasses, a look of awe, almost awe, that she had never felt before, surfaced in her eyes—a kind of awe that science could not explain.

The old Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain almost collapsed to his knees when his legs gave way.

"Amitabha Buddha... Ancestral Master... The Ancestral Master has manifested..."

His lips trembled, and he looked as if his soul had been ripped from his body.

This is Laozi, the Supreme Lord!

He is one of the Three Pure Ones, the founder of Taoism, a myth within a myth, and a legend within a legend!

If Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen are the super warriors of the Heavenly Court, then the Jade Emperor is the supreme ruler of the Heavenly Court.

So, Laozi is the underlying rule of the Heavenly Court system itself!

Why did he take the initiative to contact me?

In an instant, countless speculations flooded everyone's minds, but each speculation was accompanied by great unease.

"catch."

Li Guobang took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, but his voice trembled slightly.

"All language experts, psychologists, and metaphysical consultants, immediately enter the highest level of alert!"

"Analyze every word he says, every punctuation mark!"

Chen Xi nodded, took a deep breath, and with a feeling of almost pilgrimage-like trepidation, tapped the "connect" button with slightly trembling fingers.

The chat window expands.

The image of Laozi (Taishang Laojun) floated there quietly, without any superfluous decorations, only black and white, yet it seemed to contain the ultimate mystery of the birth and death of the universe.

A moment later, the first sentence slowly emerged.

Concise and to the point, simple and unpretentious.

[Laozi]: Young friend, was the wine that the Wine Immortal drank that day a gift from you?

Chen Xi's heart skipped a beat.

In the command center, all the experts immediately began frantically interpreting this statement.

"The way they addressed me as 'young friend' was very polite and showed no malice."

"They're asking about the wine of the Wine Immortal. It seems our Erguotou has caught the attention of this Daoist Ancestor."

Following the expert group's advice, Chen Xi quickly typed out a line of words, carefully considering each one, adopting an extremely humble attitude.

[Newcomer reporting in, seeking protection]: I report to the Dao Ancestor that this is a crude brew that I accidentally made in the mortal world. It is a humble and unrefined product. I hope the Dao Ancestor will forgive my rudeness.

The message was sent, and there was a moment of silence on the other end.

The brief silence was suffocating for everyone in the command room. They clenched their fists, their hearts pounding in their throats, waiting for a response from the other side.

Finally, the second sentence appeared.

[Laozi]: This wine is excellent.

These four words brought a sigh of relief to Li Guobang and the others.

But what he said next stunned everyone.

[Laozi]: He does not rely on external things, but refines his qi purely with his essence, which is quite in line with the principle of the Great Dao being simple. This old Daoist has a question, and hopes that my young friend can enlighten me.

Refined Qi? The Great Way is Simple?

The metaphysical advisors in the command center instantly became excited and began to analyze the Taoist philosophy contained therein, citing classical texts.

Chen Xi and Su Qingge exchanged a glance, but saw something strange in each other's eyes.

They understood.

Laozi meant that this wine did not contain any rare or precious ingredients; it relied solely on the essence of the grains themselves, and through a certain method, it was refined to produce a pungent aroma. This process was extremely pure and in accordance with the laws of the Great Dao.

Now, let's get to the main point.

[Taishang Laojun]: How can this wine separate water and fire so purely? Although the old Taoist's Bagua Furnace can refine all things, it is difficult to purify water and wine to this extent.

When this sentence appears on the screen.

The entire command room fell into an eerie, absolute silence that lasted for ten seconds.

water? fire?

Even the Eight Trigrams Furnace can't do that?

The metaphysics experts were completely dumbfounded; their brains went blank, and they couldn't understand the meaning of the sentence at all.

Su Qingge, a staunch materialist scientist, after a brief moment of surprise, abruptly pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses.

She understood.

"Water refers to water."

"Fire..." Su Qingge's tone was full of absurdity and disbelief.

"According to its chemical properties, ethanol is the one that produces a strong burning sensation! He calls alcohol fire!"

"Separating water from fire, he asked how to increase the purity of the alcohol!"

A young PhD in chemistry stammered as he took over the conversation, his face contorted with a mixture of shock, absurdity, and ecstasy.

"The Dao Ancestor...he...he was asking us...about...about the principles of distillation technology?"

The moment this conclusion was reached, the entire worldview of the command center completely collapsed.

The Supreme Lord Laozi who could refine the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and give Sun Wukong fiery eyes.

The Dao Ancestor who possessed the "Eight Trigrams Furnace," a super reactor of cosmic scale.

How could I be stumped by such a basic alcohol distillation and purification experiment that could be done in a chemistry lab class in a regular middle school?

The stark contrast made everyone feel dizzy.

This is simply the greatest black humor in the history of mythology!

As Chen Xi looked at the screen, he saw the Dao Ancestor's thirst for knowledge and his "unashamed to ask those of lower status." An unprecedentedly bold idea erupted from the bottom of his heart like a volcano.

The expert group is still in urgent discussion about whether to draw a structural diagram of the distillation vessel and write a treatise on alcohol purification in classical Chinese to send over.

But Chen Xi's vision has long surpassed the simple "one thing for another".

He wasn't sending a fish.

It's the entire ocean!

He looked at the rotating yin-yang symbol on the screen and took a deep breath.

He decided to present this Dao Ancestor, who held the highest level of scientific research in the Immortal Realm, with a creation-level gift that would overturn his billions of years of understanding of alchemy!