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Chapter 1492 All Things Are Born



Chapter 1492 All Things Are Born

Under the dark sky, three Taoist masters were sitting cross-legged and making a breakthrough.

Xia Chuan was exploring the contents of his belt.

The space inside the belt is only one cubic meter.

Xia Chuan was not surprised. For a third-level alchemist, it was already good enough to have one cubic meter of space.

The space created by this kind of refining equipment is dead and always the same size, so it can only be called storage space.

However, Xia Chuan's mustard seed space is the real world, a living microcosm that continues to expand at an accelerated rate as his strength grows.

But on the outside it is always a grain of sand, hidden inside the body and cannot be discovered.

Even the one cubic meter space of the clone is billions of times more valuable than this storage space.

Xia Chuan checked the pills and didn't recognize any of them except the Qingyun Purple Fire Pill.

But with the help of the Heart Lamp, he quickly figured out most of the uses, except for the names.

There were three pills left, and he had no idea what they were used for.

Not in any conceivable category.

Xia Chuan still felt unfamiliar with this world. If a third-level alchemist could make this, it must be a common elixir.

But he soon realized how wrong he was.

After checking again, he found that there were some spiritual herbs that he didn't recognize at all and they were not found on Earth.

But he had a solution: he asked: What is the most valuable thing in this space?

The heart lamp guided a piece of wood.

It looked black, as if it had been burned, and was only the size of a thumb.

Xia Chuan used his mental power to take out the piece of wood and looked at it carefully for half an hour.

Only one thing is certain: it was burned by fire.

Is it still so valuable after being burned?

Looking at the wood thrown casually in the corner, it seems that Su Qin doesn't know what it is, otherwise it should at least be put in a box.

Xia Chuan began to search his memory, what kind of wood is the most valuable?

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind: of course the legendary Jianmu is the most valuable.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas records: "There is a tree on Kunlun, with green leaves and purple stems, black flowers and yellow fruits. It is called Jianmu. It is a hundred feet high and has no branches. It has nine trunks and nine thorns below. Its fruits are like hemp and its leaves are like awns. Dahuang passed by here. It was planted by the Yellow Emperor."

The meaning is: Kunlun has a kind of tree with green leaves, purple stems, black flowers and yellow fruits. It is called Jianmu. It can be up to 100 ren high, but there are no branches on the trunk. There are nine winding branches on the top of the tree that stretch to the sky, and nine intertwined roots at the bottom of the tree that grasp the earth. Its fruits are like sesame seeds and its leaves are like silvergrass leaves. Taihao Fuxi and Xuanyuan Huangdi ascended to heaven and descended to earth from here.

To Xia Chuan's regret, Jianmu was purple.

But he suddenly woke up and looked carefully. Damn, the wood was burnt black, it turned out to be purple!

His heart was pounding as he asked again: Is this Jianmu? Yes.

The light in his heart almost went out, and he finally guessed it right.

Xia Chuan was suddenly overjoyed.

This thing is really worthless to Su Qin, because it is only a small piece and it has been burned by fire, so it cannot be kept alive.

But Xiachuan has holy water.

He directly moved this piece of Jianmu into the holy water in the mustard seed space.

That bucket of water is specifically used to nourish Jianmu.

Xia Chuan couldn't help but be happy. If life was to be born in the mustard seed world, gold, wood, water, fire and earth must all be present.

You can't just pick up a piece of wood. You can only create a cubic meter of space to raise crickets or something.

The higher the level of wood, the higher the level of life in this world.

In other words, only in the years of Jianmu could there be great gods like Huangdi. After Jianmu flew away, all the descendants were unworthy.

Xia Chuan was very suspicious that Jianmu was plundered by Nibiru.

Unfortunately, the heart lamp did not respond and no judgment was made.

Xia Chuan scanned the belt space one last time and asked:

Su Qin should have some materials on how to learn alchemy, right?

Where is it? The heart lamp gives a guide.

Xia Chuan's eyes widened.

Right in this space.

He checked again, still found nothing, and asked again:

Is there any hidden space here? No.

Xia Chuan checked it silently ten more times.

Finally, I determined that my own concept of "information" is not the same as Xin Deng's concept of "information".

This material cannot be a book or a CD.

what is that?

Xia Chuan finally took out the three pills of unknown use.

Is this alchemy material? Yes.

Xia Chuan was convinced.

No wonder I couldn’t guess it no matter how hard I tried. This is clearly a pill that is meant to be taken orally.

Can I just swallow it? Yes.

Swallow them together? The heart lamp wavered, like a roll of the eyes.

Xia Chuan found that the Heart Lamp was becoming more and more human. He asked about the order again, and then he understood what the white eyes meant. The three pills were exactly the same. If you swallowed one and forgot it, or forgot it after a few years, you could take the second one.

Su Qin didn't know how many of them she had admired.

Xia Chuan is ready to bring honor to the people of Earth by making a promise for his whole life.

He swallowed it in one gulp, and tremendous energy exploded in his body, flowing through his body in an instant. His entire soul was immersed in the huge amount of information, and he absorbed it all by using his willpower. Not a single bit was missed, and it was engraved in his soul's memory.

There is an additional book in my memory: "Life of All Things".

Xia Chuan suddenly understood what Su Qin meant when she said he was "dead". The book starts with the first sentence: The ferryman Dan Saint, only one person in his lineage.

In other words, Su Qin was the only successor of Dan Sheng and was killed by Xia Chuan.

It doesn't take much to know that the Alchemy Saint is a person at the top, and this profession is highly respected. People who practice cultivation need elixirs, so they have to be respectful to the alchemists. When they see the Alchemy Saint, they have to kneel down, right?

Xia Chuan thought of the cosmic overlord-level threat from the Dragon Warriors, which was right before his eyes. It didn't matter if there were too many lice and they wouldn't bite.

But risks that can be avoided must be avoided. He threw the belt into the mustard seed world and no one could wear it.

Then I began to deeply understand the life of all things.

The more he understood, the more he admired him. This Ferry Dan Saint was probably a figure on the same level as Nuwa, a truly extraordinary and saintly being.

The book is very comprehensive, not only talking about various plants, animals, minerals, energy bodies, alchemy techniques, but also the principles of energy conversion, directly explaining the essence. As long as this purpose is achieved, it does not necessarily have to be a method of alchemy.

Most people think that elixirs that are suitable for others will be suitable for themselves. In fact, the top elixir masters make elixirs that are tailor-made for individuals, just like writing a prescription. They first look at the person and then make the elixir. This kind of elixir does not need a name because it is only suitable for this person.

Anyone who can refine an alchemy solution suitable for a certain type of person is already a master alchemist.

The one who can make an alchemy that everyone can take is the lowest level alchemist. It’s not because he is good at making alchemy, but because he is rough.

Finally, there is a chapter on refining equipment.

Every word is full of truth, revealing secrets that countless people have spent their entire lives trying to figure out.

Xia Chuan sighed, "It is better to transmit ten thousand books than to transmit one sentence truly."

It depends on whether the master wants to tell you or not. If he wants to tell you, he will explain it in one sentence.

This is even more true for refining weapons. Laser guns are only suitable for warriors. True monks refine their own weapons, which are only suitable for themselves.

Xia Chuan only now realized that he had not yet met a real monk.

Either a warrior, a monster, or an alchemist.

If they really face a cultivator of the same level, the old Taoist can still protect himself, but Su Yi and Anna will definitely die.

Xia Chuan made up his mind to tailor a set of magic weapons for the three of them.

Too bad there's no raw material.


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