Chapter 105: Three Ghosts of the Dan Dao

Hu! Bang!

A gust of clear wind helped close the door.

The fox was startled, raised its head, looked at the room door, then looked at Lin Jue, and then lay down again.

Lin Jue took out the ancient book.

"Hua..."

Turned to the latest page.

Sure enough, there was a technique:

Sound Transmission Technique, a method of leaving and transmitting sound.

Beginners perform the technique, speak to the technique, grab it with their hands, and can throw it far away. Further learning allows one to speak at will, and the sound naturally transmits to a distance. Those with profound attainments can speak at will, and even if there are ten thousand people in the distance, only one person can hear it.

"It seems that the deeper the attainments, the further the distance it can transmit, and the more precise the control?"

Lin Jue said in contemplation.

"Hua..."

Shooting Technique, a method of shooting shadows, using shadows to strike people.

In ancient times, there was a kind of monster called Yu, which often contained sand in the water to shoot people, and those who were hit would develop sores and die. Even if only the human shadow was hit, one would also get sick. Later, someone researched the "Shooting Technique", which can use shadows to strike people.

With shallow attainments, hitting a human shadow, the force is less than one-tenth, and sharp weapons turn into blunt strikes; with profound attainments, the force can be preserved by several tenths, because the human shadow is originally illusory, and if there is a cutting or stabbing, it still turns into a blunt strike. Therefore, those who practice the Shooting Technique to ambush people mostly use blunt weapons.

"Shooting shadows with sand?"

So that lizard used this spell at that time.

But I don't know if it realized it by itself or learned it from somewhere.

At that time, it used its tongue as a thorn to pierce the ground, but hitting Lin Jue's shoulder only felt like being poked by a round and blunt steel column. I don't know if it was because this spell would turn cutting and stabbing into blunt strikes, or because that yaoguai's attainments were not high, or both.

This is a good method of surprise, and it is very suitable for use with "Incantation Control".

As long as you seize the opportunity, grasp the timing, and surprise, even if the attainments are not high and the force is not great, it can achieve very good results.

Combined with the Fire Element Spiritual Method, if it is night, finding an angle, you can also control the orientation of the shadow.

Going out for a trip, the harvest is really rich.

Lin Jue has learned until now, and has gained insights—

Spells are the application and extension of the Dao. The reason why these spells can have so many wonderful and magical effects and can be cast and take effect is clearly because they conform to the rules of this world and are the extension of the Dao. Therefore, there is a Great Dao behind every spell.

Third Shixiong brothers often say that skills can lead to the divine. The "divine" here actually refers to heaven and the Dao.

Spells can also lead to heaven and the Dao.

Borrowing spells to realize the Dao and pushing the door to see the Dao is naturally possible.

★￠o

Suddenly saw something unusual in the room.

Lin Jue put down the ancient book and looked forward.

The fox he raised was probably used to him holding a book and reading, and had no reaction to this. At this time, it was just simply and plainly walking on the wall.

As if it was also practicing the spell it had just learned.

Just like that yaoguai in the temple.

It's just that it wasn't as terrifying as that yaoguai—

One is because it didn't transform into a human form, and the other is because it didn't crawl like that yaoguai, but maintained the fox's body posture, walking just like on flat ground, but flying over eaves and walking on walls.

"..."

Lin Jue could not help but fall into deep thought.

I don't know where it got this skill. If it came from that yaoguai, I don't know when it learned it.

It seemed to feel his gaze, and the fox stood on the wall staring at him.

"Come down."

"Woo~"

The fox jumped instantly, its body as if weightless, falling in front of him like floating or flying, its eyes clear and ignorant, tilting its head to look at him.

Lin Jue reached out and stroked it gently.

"Fortunately, you only dig holes and catch mice. If you knew how to tear down the house, even the roof wouldn't be left."

The fox lay still and made no sound.

Lin Jue stroked the fox for a while, then pushed the door and went out.

Went straight to the kitchen.

The senior brothers had used the kitchen for more than a month, but they didn't make it very messy. However, the placement of many things was no longer Lin Jue's habit. He was very patient, put them back one by one, and then checked.

The flour was not moved at all, and the rice was about to bottom out. It seems that these Daoists really don't know how to make pasta. They ate almost a whole jar of pickled vegetables and salted vegetables, and only one piece of salted meat was left. It seems they really listened to him, but it was better than what the third senior brother thought. At least they knew how to save it.

There were no spring bamboo shoots at this time, and winter bamboo shoots had not come out yet, but dried bamboo shoots were about the same.

The junior sister had already arrived in the kitchen, sitting in front of the stove, raising her head and chin, staring at him eagerly.

Lin Jue first let her boil warm water, add a little salt, and take the salted meat and dried bamboo shoots to soak.

The salted meat he made himself last year was chosen when Yishan was coldest. There is a stress on making salted meat. The lower the temperature and the stronger the wind, the less salt can be used. The meat made is not so salty and tastes better. Yishan is undoubtedly a good place to make salted meat.

So just soak it a little.

Then he started kneading the dough, and after kneading it, he pulled it into even pieces of dough.

"Chi!"

The salted meat was fried first as usual, stimulating the fragrance in hot oil, and then stewed with dried bamboo shoots to make soup. The heat and the fragrance of the meat filled the whole kitchen.

Through the heat, Lin Jue and the junior sister looked at each other.

"Come on, let's pull the noodles."

"Oh!"

The junior sister answered very decisively, stuffed a few wooden branches into the stove, stood up with a swoosh, washed her hands impatiently, and walked over quickly.

Lin Jue had already divided the dough before and pulled it into flat pieces the size of a palm. At this time, it was to pull it wider, larger, and thinner before putting it into the pot.

The two worked together.

After pulling a few times, a few more people appeared beside them.

A group of people pulled together.

The dough pieces were put into the pot one after another and boiled into the soup.

Now there is no need to use a large basin to serve it first and then go outside to distribute it. Everyone consciously uses their own bowl to fill a full bowl, and then goes outside to eat by themselves. If it's not enough, go to the pot to fill it.

Lin Jue carried two bowls, one in each hand, and went outside under the ancient pine. He placed one on the edge of the bench and sat beside it himself.

The master and many senior brothers also sat down one after another, holding a bucket bowl, and for a while, there was heat and slurping sounds under the pine.

It was probably in the spring of this year that the fifth senior brother made a large bucket bowl for everyone. I don't know when, the original small bowls were used less and less, and only when making fine dishes would there be small bowls to eat.

Unknowingly, it was already late autumn.

Pine needles fell from the top of the head from time to time, but even if they fell into the bowl, no one cared.

Even Lin Jue and the fox just looked up, threw the pine needles away casually, and continued to eat.

In a short while, a group of Daoists ate the bowls clean, and not a drop of soup was left. Except for the junior sister who went to continue adding rice, the other Daoists were full.

"Ge~"

"Haven't eaten such a comfortable meal for a long time!"

"Too comfortable!"

"It still has to be junior brother..."

"Tell you, you were gone for half a month, seventh junior brother relied on his cooking skills, couldn't help but cook a pot of noodles." The sixth senior brother said, "Guess what happened?"

"A pot of paste?"

"Right bird~"

Several people chatted about when Fuyao's fur changed color, discussed whether it was white or gray-white, and chatted about the things they encountered when staying in the temple. Under the coaxing of several senior brothers, they finally cleared the bowls on the table again, and took the sand table and placed it on the desktop, and the iron pen was hung on the pine branch with a thin rope.

However, the one who was Fu Ji was not the sixth senior brother.

It was the master, Daoist Yunhe.

"The spirit medium with whom my master is on good terms is the very same master of the spirit medium that the Sixth Junior Third Shixiong knows. Their breadth of knowledge and their ability to divine and predict are quite similar, though my master's old friend is likely to be more daring in what he says."

Daoist Yunhe said while waving away the fallen pine needles, then sighed:

"Speaking of which, I haven't invited this old friend for a long time."

"Pa!"

Daoist Yunhe lit the incense and put his hands together.

"Old friend, please come."

With a whoosh, a clear wind blew through the courtyard.

"Old friend, long time no see."

"..."

"Two or three years, I guess."

"..."

"Hahaha, naturally there is something to ask."

Daoist Yunhe spoke to the sand table and the iron pen, as if talking to himself, and as if hearing some response. When he finished, he paused, shook his head and smiled, and asked directly:

"Previously, my disciple went down the mountain to eliminate yaoguai and encountered some silver-stealing yaoguai in Yixian. Later, they were purged by the Yi Li Shen Jun, who is under the command of Emperor Yu Jian of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm. However, after returning from Mingzhou Mountain a few days ago, he encountered some silver-stealing monk yaoguai in Anlin County, and there seemed to be yaoguai behind them as well. I wonder if there is any connection between these two events? If there is, does the spirit medium know the reason?"

The iron pen paused for a long time, and the wind kept blowing.

After a long time, the rope and the pen moved:

"The old immortal opens the furnace in Chang'an, first taking river water and then taking mountains. A few parts of smoke and jade color, half is human and half is dan."

"Pa!"

The thin rope broke directly, and the pen fell on the sand table.

Obviously, there was another gust of wind, whistling away.

"Gone?"

Many Daoists looked outside.

Although he did not know why this spirit medium had left so hastily, he knew that it was likely a matter of great importance. Since the other party was willing to speak, it must have been out of consideration for their friendship, so he hurriedly bowed.

Only then did he look at this spirit poem again.

If a spirit medium performs divination, they are firstly unsure if their divination is correct, and secondly, they fear that speaking in detail might invite disaster, so they mostly provide vague answers in the form of poems or paintings.

"This spirit poem speaks of an allusion about an ancient immortal who had already fallen while refining pills. It is said that at the time, that ancient immortal was refining pills in the capital, not only to refine pills to become an immortal but also to bring peace to the human world."

Daoist Yunhe looked at the spirit poem and explained:

"It is rumored that when the ancient immortal refined dan, he took the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon, and took the spiritual rhyme of the mountains, rivers, and dragon veins. It took twenty years to finally refine the dan. When the dan was formed, in addition to the purple energy of smoke and clouds, one could see ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers and the human world in the mist. He took the dan and immediately became a human immortal, cleansing demons and opening up a period of peaceful years."

Everyone heard it and naturally knew that this was just a reference. As for the specific answer, it was still in the poem.

"Related to the capital?"

"Or related to the world?"

"Could it be that someone knows that the world will be in chaos, so they use these yaoguai to collect silver money to use as military pay and expenses to fight for the world?" The first senior brother said steadily.

"Then what does 'half is human and half is dan' mean? Could it be using this silver to refine dan?" The third senior brother asked.

Then everyone looked at the second senior brother.

"Gold, silver, lead, and jade, cinnabar and mercury are indeed raw materials often used to refine dan, but no matter how good the dan is, it won't use so much silver, right? Unless he wants to refine a lot of dan that uses silver. I have heard of alchemists elsewhere using refining dan as an excuse to swindle silver, but it's just swindling money."

The second senior brother, who mainly practiced refining dan, said, and suddenly paused again, frowning: "Besides refining a lot of dan that needs silver, there is another possibility."

"What possibility?"

"Have you ever heard of the Three Ghosts of the Dan Dao? Swallowing gold, eating silver, chewing jade."

"What is this?"

"This is a monster created by a great power of refining dan during the heyday of the ancient Dan Dao: the three are not the same, and they do not come from the same great power, but because gold, silver, and jade are listed together, they are often put together."

The second senior brother explained to them:

"The gold-swallowing ghost swallows gold. Every ten taels swallowed, it spits out a youth-preserving pill. Eating it keeps one's youth forever, and one will not have white hair until death;"

"The silver-eating ghost swallows silver. Every ten taels swallowed, it spits out a spiritual yuan pill, which can increase Daoist practice;"

"The jade-chewing ghost swallows precious jade. Every dou swallowed, it spits out a free-and-easy pill. Eating it allows one to ride the wind and travel, just like an immortal, traveling freely in heaven and earth!"

"Really or fake?"

"Probably true? Doesn't the small yuan pill need silver? It's just that the rumors must have exaggerated components. Either the effect is not so good, or it needs to be eaten all the time." The second senior brother said, "Twenty years ago, the late emperor favored the imperial consort, indulged in female beauty, and could not extricate himself, so he sent strange people and scholars from the Juxian Mansion to go to the four seas to find the gold-swallowing ghost."

"Did they find it?"

"Who knows? Even if they found it, they wouldn't say it, right? After all, although the emperor holds the world, the imperial court has already decayed, and there are women among the predecessors who practice spiritual methods. If they don't understand the way of refining dan, even if their practice is close to a true immortal, it is difficult to escape aging. Maybe there will be people who are moved by it."

The second senior brother said and paused again:

"But there are some rumors."

"What rumors?"

"It is that after the current emperor succeeded to the throne, he also indulged in female beauty and occupied the late emperor's imperial consort. This has always been a scandal of this dynasty, and the civil and military officials are ashamed of it... That imperial consort should be forty or fifty years old, right?"

When everyone heard it, they were thoughtful.

It seems that it is mostly true.

There are such wonderful monsters in this world. ===== CHAPTER 106 =====