Chapter 30 Don’t Take the Golden Elixir for Granted

"Spirit of the artifact? Are you an ancient great power?"

Hong Yi has read literary works of similar themes. Usually, mortal scholars will obtain an item of adventure, and the item contains the remnants of the gods. With the help of the gods, the scholar embarks on the road of sublimation against the sky.

"I am the fairy in the mirror, the spirit of the bronze mirror of the god!"

Hong Yi changed several ways of asking, and the fairy in the mirror still appeared in a dull way.

"It seems that this spirit of the artifact has no intelligence and can only answer some simple questions." Hong Yi breathed a sigh of relief. It's better if it has no intelligence.

"Who was your previous owner, and what existence created you?"

"This mirror is made by the source of all things-the source god. The rest of the information is not at a sufficient level and cannot be obtained."

"Source God..." Hong Yi muttered this name, and a sense of respect rose in his heart.

Not simple, it is indeed not simple.

The source of all things...isn't it the origin of all things? The source of humans, gods, and plants, the god who controls this source, so it is called the source god.

This made him attach great importance to this mirror, perhaps the source god chose him in the dark.

Then lines of words appeared on the mirror.

It is easy for scholars to understand.

It took Li Qingshi and others half a year to read the words on the mirror.

"Announce the list..." Hong Yi muttered to himself.

The so-called announcement of the list is similar to the government's bounty. If you complete the tasks on the list, you can get the corresponding rewards.

For example, if you recognize the master for the first time, you can get the calming spell and a fire-calling talisman for free.

If you exchange for a more advanced Qingjing Jue and the remaining talismans, you need three spirit stones or medicinal materials of corresponding value.

"Where can I find this?" Hong Yi frowned.

The fairy in the mirror did not reply, as if he did not understand what Hong Yi meant.

"However, since there is an entry-level technique, then enter the Tao first."

After entering the Tao, you can control the power of the Hong family and use the Wanxiang Building to collect more resources.

"Are there any other lists?"

The fairy in the mirror appeared lines of words, this time it was a resource exchange.

"One ounce of gold can be exchanged for one ounce of cinnabar or mica, with a maximum of one thousand jin. The rest can be exchanged for spirit stones or spirit crystals..." Hong Yi's eyes lit up.

As a merchant family, he certainly knew how precious cinnabar and mica were. This kind of thing was simply wanted by as many people as possible.

About three ounces of gold for one ounce of mica. Five ounces of gold for one ounce of cinnabar.

If he exchanged with the Fairy in the Mirror, he could still make a lot of net profit.

In this way, the start-up capital would be available.

Real world.

Xu Xuan put the mirror into the storage bag.

Hong Yi's starting point was much higher than Li Qingshi's, and he was from a wealthy family, so he took fewer detours.

I just don't know if his personality is better than Li Qingshi's unwavering.

Speaking of Li Qingshi, Xu Xuan missed him quite a bit.

It's a pity that his talent is too poor. Some things cannot be determined by man.

"The cinnabar and mica trade should be able to exchange for a lot of spirit stones." Xu Xuan thought.

It's not enough to rely on the skills alone. I can't come up with a more advanced skill.

Cinnabar mica is cheap in this world, but expensive in the other world.

It may be because of the high consumption over there, cinnabar can be exchanged for five times the gold.

In Taoist legends, cinnabar mica represents the essence of heaven and earth. It may not be of much use in this world, but it is the real essence of heaven and earth in the mirror world.

Xu Xuan wrote a letter and asked someone to give it to Xu Yong later, asking him to pay more attention to the cinnabar mica mine.

Then he continued to pick up the spirit stone and closed his eyes to sense the spiritual energy.

Now that there is a new source of spirit stones, there is basically no need to worry about the follow-up.

While Xu Xuan was practicing in Wangxiang Tower.

Another residence.

The decoration in the hall is simple and simple, and there are bursts of strange fragrance.

A Taoist priest sits in front of the alchemy furnace.

The red fire illuminates his serious expression, and the temperature is so hot that Li Jianxing sweats profusely.

This is refining Xiaoqinglong Powder.

Although Xu Xuan cannot share the spirit stone, he also wants to let his subordinates drink some soup.

The Xiaoqinglong powder for training qi and blood was passed down from then on.

Taking this qi and blood prescription, a person with high talent can have a maximum strength of 800 kilograms and a strong physique.

People who are good at health preservation can also use it to replenish physical deficiencies and prolong life.

Li Jianxing is 46 years old this year, and he thinks he can live another 30 or 40 years.

And it is a healthy life, not a life of lingering.

Soon, the pills came out and the powder was put into the warehouse.

Bamboo forest in the back mountain.

A group of disciples practiced martial arts with a hum.

Some people worshipped the waterfall, some people punched in the water, and some practiced archery, or light work.

Even a few foreigners can be seen.

Some of them were originally disciples of Yunlu Temple, and now they are all incorporated into the Baidi Sect.

They shoulder the heavy responsibility of unifying the world's Dao Court, and their focus is not only on Shenzhou, but also on the West.

Ai Xiru has resigned and downgraded himself to the Red Crown Priest, and the current highest leader is Li Jianxing, the Great Priest.

Next to the disciples was Ai Xiru.

"The battle in Fuzhou was in chaos, so I returned from the original route." Ai Xiru smiled bitterly, "I want to take some more disciples with me."

"Okay."

Li Jianxing selected twelve people and asked them to go on the road with Ai Xiru.

"Daoyou Li, Shenzhou is handed over to you."

"Daoyou Ai, take care."

The two said goodbye solemnly, and Ai Xiru had tears in his eyes.

This journey is thousands of miles away, and he is old and doesn't know if he can return.

Ai Xiru went to Wangxiang Tower to pay homage to the master, and privately he still wanted to call him the master.

"Master, the old minister is about to set off. I wish my master great success and unification of the world."

"Be careful and careful, the mission can be put aside for the time being; saving your life is important, you must keep it in mind." Xu Xuan solemnly reminded that it is impossible to say that there is no affection after so many years of getting along.

This foreign monk is a little pedantic, but he is indeed a good person.

After that, Ai Xiru officially set off with twelve disciples, this time taking the mountain road instead of the official road.

On the roof of Wangxiang Tower, Xu Xuan was practicing under the morning glow.

The spiritual energy was absorbed bit by bit, and the pills were taken one by one.

Sometimes he practiced fire magic, and the flames turned into long snakes, flying around his body; sometimes he used water snakes.

He tried to save spiritual stones as much as possible to complete the increase in proficiency.

Even so, Xu Xuan still felt a little cramped.

The mirror would not add points, but would only compare the progress of practice. In essence, it still depended on his own understanding.

If he practiced wrongly or failed, these would consume spiritual energy.

Pills are good things, which can speed up the progress of practice. This resource cannot be missed and must be firmly grasped.

Only when the two worlds cooperate well can Xu Xuan himself find a way to extreme sublimation.

Fortunately, the flow rate in the mirror world is ten times that of this side, and he can slowly wait for Hong Yi to grow up.

There is still a little more time.

After practicing, Xu Xuan walked to the Sutra Pavilion on the next floor, changed into light clothes, and made a cup of strong tea.

He casually leaned on the seat by the window, watching the river flowing around and the cloud scenery of Yuelu Mountain, while flipping through the books of ancient people.

Most of the skills are fake, and sometimes you can't tell them apart at the beginning, but the instability of the true energy during the practice can also distinguish the true from the false.

There are also many real spells in these books collected from all sides, most of which are similar to magic tricks.

For example, the illusion of flowers blooming in an instant, origami turning butterflies, the method of attracting fireflies, etc., which will waste spiritual energy if they are practiced, but they are only included in the mysterious collection compiled by himself, which only includes real spells.

Of course, the ancients did not leave behind good things.

There may be no material conditions, but thoughts are real.

The surrounding environment shackles these geniuses, but thoughts cannot be imprisoned.

In this way, Xu Xuan frantically absorbed the thoughts of his predecessors in the process of distinguishing the true from the false.

"It's hard, hard, the Tao is the most mysterious, don't take the golden elixir lightly."