Deng Chanyu quietly pondered, the Taoist Sage Laozi did not urge, but sat in meditation and cultivated himself.
"How could evil be in the scriptures?"
"It must be a lie."
The two boys, Jinjiao and Yinjiao, fanned the fire while whispering softly.
Long Ji felt a bit uneasy, but after worrying for two hours, she finally understood the meaning behind Laojun and Deng Chanyu's words.
This refers to the relationship between magic, but it is not magic, but rather the relationship between Taoist masters, sutras, and the Taoist way.
She couldn't help but lightly tap her forehead, was she really that stupid?
She closed her eyes and began to ponder the answer.
Deng Chanyu pondered for three days on her end.
Thoughts of past life knowledge, even if it was just a glance or a single earful of information, could be recalled at this time with the help of the spirit of an immortal.
Contemplating the mysterious original scripture of Nuwa.
Contemplating the fragmented sutra teachings she had heard from Xuanjiao, Jiejiao, and the Western Teachings respectively.
She even spent some time contemplating the madness of the knowledge of Menghe.
On the third morning, she slowly opened her mouth: "The Western Teaching said 'self-nature empty', they believe that 'empty' contains great wisdom and great liberation. In fact, in my opinion, this move is somewhat reversed cause and effect. 'Self-nature empty' is correct, but seeking 'empty' blindly, sitting meditation every day, nothing to think about or do, will become rotten wood in the end. That is seeking but not getting, going into the treasure mountain with empty hands, and finally falling into the evil way."
Thoughts are language without sound, and words are symbols of language. Too many symbols can make the existence of scriptures lose its original meaning and fall into a lower level. Where there is scripture, there is also magic. Therefore, scriptures should exist, but they should not be too numerous."
Her core idea is simple, books from the Western Teaching that are over 70 volumes, that's not good! The Tao Te Ching with 5000 words, that's good!"
Laojun stroked his beard and laughed softly: "What do you know, my little one? The Bodhisattva Jieyin possesses infinite wisdom, and all the saints admire him. His doctrinal lineage naturally has its merits."
Deng Chanyu immediately agreed.
In other words, there are more room for improvement.
The Great Master Laojun suddenly asked, "Are you willing to dedicate yourself to the Western Teaching?"
Deng Chanyu quickly shook her head: "I received great blessings from my teacher, and I will never change allegiances."
The Great Master Laojun indicated that there was no need to be excited: "Invest in Westernering, and the Dao of Zengti Saint will be indispensable for the world of Hongxia."
Is this laying the groundwork for the future? Deng Chanyu shook her head again: "I won't go."
Jinjiao and Yinjiao looked at each other in disbelief, stunned for three breaths. The two boys' eyes were staring, they didn't think they heard correctly. This young woman who looks so gentle has cut off good fortune? That's why she can sit with Laozun and discuss affairs, she is a powerful figure in the world of Hongxia!
The two boys unconsciously put away their arrogance and put on a different face. No matter what Deng Chanyu and Laojun said, they nodded frequently, as if they were very approving and admiring.
Seven days of idle chatter passed quickly.
Taiqing Saint is a mute person, while Laozun is much more talkative compared to him.
Deng Chanyu learned a lot about the knowledge and techniques of refining pills from Laojun.
Nuwa's skill in refining elixirs is also at the peak of perfection.
But Nuwa often just hard-refines elixirs using karma, not that she doesn't know how, it's just that she doesn't want to bother thinking about what kind of fire and water should be combined, or the harmony of the five elements and yin-yang. It's no use worrying about it! Just throw in the karma and let whatever happens happen, it's all a gift from Hongxia!
Her method is obviously not suitable for Deng Chanyu.
Master Laojun's skill in refining elixirs has reached its peak, and Deng Chanyu's plan to refine the essence and blood of the post-soil has been improved by about 70 to 80 percent. With further contemplation upon returning, she can prepare to start the furnace.
"Start."
On the eighth day, the temperature inside the Eight Trigrams Golden Furnace reached its first peak, and Master Laojun issued the order to officially begin refining the demon Gushuang.
Qin Wan, the weak chicken, had already turned to ashes by now. The magic within him and the magic within Gushuang were now integrated into one, and this was what needed to be refined.
The next moment, the Eight Trigrams Golden Furnace began to shake violently, and a fine black mist covered both of its two furnace eyes simultaneously on the east and west sides.
Master Laojun waved his whisk, and the black mist dispersed.
"Start the fire."
Deng Chanyu was somewhat familiar with this step. She didn't use the Phoenix flame of her race, but placed her finger at the corner of her mouth and spat out a stream of authentic Sanmeizhen fire from the Mystic Gate.
Long Ji hurriedly made hand seals and recited incantations. A patch of mist appeared behind her, which then transformed into a water column. With a flick of her finger, the surging waters were injected into the furnace as well.
The Eight Trigrams Golden Furnace naturally forms a domain of heaven and earth within, providing enough powerful flames.
The Sanmeizhen fire used by Laojun and the one used by Jiangziya were completely different.
Deng Chanyu and Long Ji are currently just guiding.
Deng Chanyu and Long Ji's flames and waters are continuously adjusted within the furnace, with fire assisting during the fire-refining process and water assisting during the water-refining process.
Deng Chanyu's tense emotions soon eased up significantly. It's impressive! The furnace is semi-automatic! As long as the flames are injected, the furnace can start refining on its own, which is convenient and saves her the trouble of carefully coordinating with Long Ji.
Combining fierce flames with warm water creates a blend of both civil and martial fires. The key is to simmer slowly, focusing on one word: stability!
"Fan the fire."
They quickly grabbed the tools on the side, the Primordial Treasure Bamboo Fan, and gave a fierce flap towards the furnace eyes again.
The black mist inside the furnace began to collide desperately.
Master Laozun issued another command: "Start the fire."
They started spraying fire again.
Start the fire, fan the fire, start the fire again, fan the fire again... After six repetitions, the Eight Trigrams Golden Furnace and the magic aura inside entered a stage of stalemate.
Everyone, from the Sages to ordinary Celestial Soldiers and Celestial Generals, deeply believe in the capabilities of Taiqing Saint. No matter how arrogant this demon may be, it will inevitably meet its demise at the hands of Taiqing Saint.
The matter of Qin Wan did not end with him being thrown into the Eight Trigrams Golden Furnace; instead, it escalated further.
The members of the Jie School were all on edge, with Qin Wan being secretly controlled by the demon without him even knowing it. What about the other immortals? Would they also be secretly controlled by the demon?
Tongtian Master had Daoist Dabao strike the spiritual bell of the Biyou Palace to gather all the disciples of the Jie School back to the Biyou Palace, so he could impart to them the path to expel demons.
Under the premise of the struggle between Tao and Magic, this is not the time for each person to pursue their own fate alone. It is a time of voluntary participation.
The nature of Tongtian Master was as straight and direct as the Zixian Sword.
Now it's not about discussion, it's an order.
The disciples of the Jie School felt it was alright. It was a good opportunity to show their faces before the Sages, check if they were under the control of the demon, and see if their friends and relatives were also under control.
They gathered from all directions, a multitude of immortals converging, a scene unprecedented in grandeur.
Wenzheng, who wanted to straighten out the imperial order, was quite upset.
Jinling Holy Mother commanded him to return to the Biyou Palace immediately and listen to the teachings of the Master. This time, it's not about discussing with you, and there is no room for discussion.
He can't refuse, otherwise he would be considered to have betrayed the Church.
Does this mean you are under the control of the demon, since your three generations of direct disciples are not returning to the mountain? Are you also thinking of going for a walk in the Eight Trigrams Golden Furnace while it's still hot?
