Those Who Engage In Chemistry Go To Cultivate Immortality

"Huh? How many children?" Mao Xuan snorted.

"My lord! These children are different!" Pan Zhi said hastily.

"What's the difference?" Mao Xuan became interested.

"It's a little unknown. None of the seven children is over twenty years old, and there is no adult to accompany them...."

Pan Zhi introduced Leng Rui and others.

"Ah! There are three little Taoist priests, which is interesting." Mao Xuan smiled and said softly.

"This group of people speaks with a capital accent. There are monks and civilians. They are dressed in ordinary clothes, but they don't look like dust. They really don't know the details." Pan Zhi said.

"What do you do for a living?" Mao Xuan asked again.

"These people rented a house and went to our store to buy some medicinal materials. They used up 10,000 to 20,000 taels of silver."

"How many children carry so much money?" Mao Xuan frowned.

"Not only the money, but also the Medicine Pill." Pan Zhi added.

"It's a bit strange? Did it come from a big mountain gate or a big family?" Mao Xuan asked.

"Like and not like!"

...

The two talked for an hour before Pan Zhicai left.

Leng Rui is not in a hurry anymore, he knows that it is useless to be anxious.

The Dragon Clan can practice while eating peanuts and drinking wine, but he can only suffer.

During the day, everyone is busy with work and has no time. At night, Leng Rui does nothing and concentrates on cultivation.

The chores are taken care of by two bullies, and Leng Rui has a lot of free time all of a sudden.

Since he came to this world, he seems to be enjoying Life so leisurely for the first time.

Although he has come to this world, he has long made a wish to cultivate immortality and become stronger. But it is not a bad thing to spend a few days of ordinary and comfortable life.

For more than half a year, either he was beaten or tortured, or he was frightened and wanted to escape, and he didn't live a good life for a few days.

When the mind is relaxed, the body is also relaxed.

Looking at the pile of traces on the keel, I became interested again.

"Be an old pedant! Study oracle bone inscriptions!" Leng Rui laughed at himself, and began to look at the words one by one.

He roughly remembered that the oracle bone inscriptions on the earth are all pictographs. You can recognize a few hundred of a few great scholars, and he can recognize a few hundred, and recognize thousands of characters at once.

He also read this book when he was a child, and the character "人" is like a dancing villain. The character "井" is not much different, it also has two horizontal and two vertical crosses. The character "jia" has a cover on the top and a figure like a pig and a barn on the bottom.

After searching for a long time, he really made him recognize some characters, including home, person, well, valley, rain and so on.

"Should I write a paper and make this astonishing discovery known to the world!" Leng Rui felt a little nervous again.

But the habitability of a science student turned his attention to these notches.

He began to think, what are these traces carved on?

This keel is stronger than steel. People in ancient times took a wooden stick, which was at most a sharp stone. How could it be possible to engrave characters on it?

He now feels that the research on oracle bone inscriptions on the earth has also gone astray. They are all guessing the characters there, and no one studies how the characters are engraved.

The age of oracle bone inscriptions is earlier than the bronze age, and the oracle bone inscriptions exhibited in museums are all carved on tortoise shells or the huge leg bones of some animals.

A group of primitive people holding stones can carve marks on the hard turtle plate, Leng Rui is a little skeptical.

His eyesight is now much stronger than that on Earth, carefully observing the characters on the keel, as if wearing a magnifying glass, he can see all the subtleties clearly.

After observing carefully for a long time, he found that these traces were clear, with smooth edges, all made in one stroke, without repeated traces.

"What kind of knife carved this?" Leng Rui was puzzled.

He came over with a kitchen knife and used up all his energy, but it left a few white marks, and he couldn't carve words at all.

It can be deduced from this that people in ancient times could not carve it out with stones and bamboo sticks.

Leng Rui looked at the writing on the keel in a daze again.

"It was not done by humans! It was not done by humans!" Leng Rui repeated like a psychopath.

"It's not a human, could it be a god?" Leng Rui suddenly had a bold idea.

With a thought, a green wooden dagger appeared in his hand.

With all his concentration, he poured the power of his soul into the dagger.

In an instant, a green awn glowed from the wooden dagger, trembling non-stop, with a feeling of eagerness to try.

Facing a blank space on the keel, Leng Rui swiped hard....

There was a burst of bone powder falling down, leaving a clear mark on the keel.

"Your uncle! That's right! This is a miracle! This is a miracle!"

Leng Rui was ecstatic for a while, and almost cried out.

A bunch of old scholars and rotten Confucians on the earth couldn't read the characters on the oracle bone inscriptions, so they insisted that they were divination and sacrificial characters.

Those are definitely the words left by the ancient Power, and what may be recorded is the Cultivation Technique.

As a result, once interpreted by those sour scholars, it becomes a divination text that does not make sense.

Violence! That's how Leng Rui feels right now. He really wanted to go back to Earth and slap those people hard.

Excited for a long time, Leng Rui calmed down slowly.

"Sorrowful Confucianism is ruining the country! It's deceiving the minds of the world! It's deplorable!" Leng Rui still couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

After shaking his head and sighing for a long time, he was also discouraged and completely quieted down.

"Elephant is like!" He closed his eyes, constantly thinking about those strange hieroglyphs in his mind.

Unconsciously, the power of the soul protruded out, covering the traces on the keel all at once.

Slowly, a text appeared in my mind: "Heart and breath are like a mother and child. They are naturally formed. However, the six sense organs are not clean, and distracting thoughts occur frequently, so that the mother and child cannot be reunited. You must suppress it with breathing, and you will be successful if you practice it. Gradually remove the external entanglement, the breathing will continue, the heart and breath will be dependent on each other, never leave and never give up, all will return to Qi Sea, transfer of life and life, and success will be achieved the day after tomorrow."