After settling down, the first thing Mo Wuji did was to take out the thin pill manual that Shen Lian gave him. The pill manual in his hands was like a feather, without any weight at all. Mo Wuji opened the pill manual, and found that the paper inside was made of an unknown material, it was even thinner. Because the paper was extremely thin, Mo Wuji estimated that this thin pill manual had at least a hundred pages.
Flipping to the first page, Mo Wuji saw that the words on it were like ants, not only small, but also crowded together.
"Pills are the Dao, to become a pill refiner, one must first ask about the Dao of Medicine …" Mo Wuji was at a loss. Since pills were the Dao, to become a pill refiner, one must first ask about the Dao of Medicine. What did this have to do with the Dao of Medicine? The Dao of Medicine was the Drug Refiner, while the Dao of Medicine was the Pill Refiner.
"... Spiritual herbs and ordinary herbs all have their own Dao. Under the heavens, there are no two herbs with the same Dao. If one looks into the Dao of Medicine, then the Dao of Pill is within reach. Looking into the Dao of Medicine leads to the Dao of Pill, and even roadside weeds can be refined into immortal pills … "
Mo Wuji inhaled a breath of cold air. This pill manual was really arrogant. According to the introduction of this pill manual, even if two herbs were the same, they would need different methods to handle them. How difficult would that be?
Moreover, according to this pill manual, if one really looked into the Dao of Medicine, then even a stalk of Foxtail Grass could be refined into an immortal pill.
That's not right, didn't Shen Lian say that this was a wordless pill manual? Didn't he use all sorts of methods? Why was he able to read the words inside?
As Mo Wuji thought of this, he turned back to look at the places he had already read, and found that it was blank. He was shocked, he did not think that he was seeing things.
This pill manual must be very impressive. Perhaps he was fated with this pill manual, but he only had one chance to read it. Moreover, once he forgot, he would never be able to remember it again, and he would never be able to see the contents of this pill manual again.
As he thought of this, Mo Wuji hurriedly took out a pen and paper, wanting to record everything down. That wordless pill manual suddenly flashed with fire spiritual energy, and this fire spiritual energy directly wrapped around the paper that Mo Wuji was recording on.
Immediately, that paper spontaneously combusted, turning into ashes. Unfortunately, Mo Wuji's cultivation was too low, and he could not see or feel this fire spiritual energy.
"Pa da …" The brush in Mo Wuji's hand fell to the ground. The unknown was always the most terrifying.
From Mo Wuji's point of view, even though one could cultivate here, and could even be called an immortal master, he still felt that this was in accordance with the mysteries of the Heaven and Earth.
If technology could be developed to the extreme, then other paths could naturally be taken to the extreme as well. Therefore, he did not find it strange that he could cultivate to become an Immortal Master and even fly in the sky. Just like a trained athlete, his ability far exceeded that of an ordinary person.
However, the current situation had far exceeded Mo Wuji's scope of acceptance. In other words, it was a little too strange. No one moved, nor did he have anything to ignite it. All he did was record the contents of the wordless pill manual, and the paper spontaneously combusted.
Could it really be the will of the heavens? Or was it that heavenly secrets could not be revealed?
Very quickly, Mo Wuji calmed himself down and cast these thoughts aside. He was even more focused on studying this pill manual. No matter what, he didn't care. What he cared about was whether he could become a top-notch pill refiner and cure Yan 'Er. He didn't understand why the paper would spontaneously combust, but he might be able to understand it in the future. There was no need to waste time on this.
"First chapter on pill refinement, medicinal theory …"
Unknowingly, a day had passed since Mo Wuji immersed himself in this pill manual. When the sky turned dark, he could no longer see a single word.
After cooking dinner for Yan 'Er and letting her sleep, Mo Wuji stopped studying the pill manual at night and started cultivating.
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Five days passed in a flash. Mo Wuji knew that Wu Kai was not lying about one thing. Pharmacy 19 was really empty. He stayed here for five days, but did not receive any instructions from Pharmacy 19. Feeling a little uneasy, he purposely went to Dispensing Room 19, only to find that it was really empty.
There were other dispensing rooms nearby, and the Odd Job Disciples were constantly running between the dispensing rooms and the spiritual medicine storehouses, but he had nothing to do.
Mo Wuji originally wanted to understand more about spiritual herbs, and then observe how pill refiners concoct pills. After all, being able to observe other pill refiners concoct pills was sometimes more useful than reading more theoretical knowledge. Now that he had nothing to do, this plan had obviously fallen through.
Fortunately, under his care, Yan 'Er finally calmed down. Even though it had only been a few days, Yan 'Er's face had regained some colour, and her body was slowly recovering.
Mo Wuji knew that if he did not repair Yan 'Er's spirit channels, no matter how well her body recovered, it would be hard for her to regain her consciousness.
In order to repair her spirit channels, he not only had to work hard to raise his own strength, but he also had to study more pill refinement knowledge.
Pharmacy 19 was empty, which gave Mo Wuji a lot of time. He made use of this time to study the pill manual during the day, and cultivate at night.
The spiritual energy here was indeed very thin, but Mo Wuji's cultivation range was too large, and his cultivation level was still low. Cultivating in such a place also allowed him to improve rapidly every day. It was also because the range was too large, and he was afraid of attracting attention, that he chose to cultivate at night.
Half a month passed quickly, and Yan 'Er slowly regained her original appearance. Not only was her hair no longer as dry as before, her face was also getting plumper.
However, she still could not do anything. Every day when Mo Wuji was reading, she would either look at Mo Wuji or stare blankly at the lake in front of the house. Occasionally, she would walk around the lake. When Mo Wuji was cultivating, she would sleep.
Every time Mo Wuji finished reading, he would converse with Yan 'Er. As time passed, Yan 'Er started to understand Mo Wuji's words.
In the wee hours of this morning, after Mo Wuji completed his last major circulation, he felt the meridians in his body tremble. Following which, a dense energy filled his entire body.
This feeling gave Mo Wuji the urge to roar. He took a step out of the house, and punched a huge rock by the lake. The huge rock was smashed into smithereens by Mo Wuji's punch, but Mo Wuji did not feel any discomfort at all.
Channel Opening Stage Level 2. Mo Wuji took a deep breath, stood on the rock, and looked into the distance.
Even though he did not have a master, and did not have the chance to listen to the teachings of an immortal master, he still advanced to Channel Opening Stage Level 2 in a short period of time. Mo Wuji also heard that a top notch genius would need about a month to advance from Channel Opening Stage Level 1 to Channel Opening Stage Level 2, even with sufficient spiritual energy.
And he only used half a month, no, it should be said that he only used half a month's worth of nights. What kind of genius could cultivate faster than him?
Unfortunately, he did not have spiritual roots, and did not dare to spread the news. Otherwise, he could casually join any Quasi-Heaven sect.
After a while, Mo Wuji gradually calmed down. He turned his head, and saw Yan 'Er standing not too far away, looking at him.
"Yan 'Er, one day, I will help you repair your spirit channels, and cure you. And one day, I will kill my way to Supreme Sword City, and take revenge for you. "Mo Wuji walked in front of Yan 'Er, held her hand, and said each word clearly.
He did not think that he did not have a chance. Now that he could cultivate, he was slowly getting started on the pill manual.
Yan 'Er's face was calm, as if she could stay by Mo Wuji's side, she would not think about anything else.
He was already at Channel Opening Stage Level 2, and other than cultivating, he still had to find a place to open up his meridians. Otherwise, who knew when the next bottleneck would come? Other than that, he also had to think of a way to get a pill furnace. Pill concoction had to be done in order to find out the pros and cons. Relying on himself to study a pill manual, no matter how amazing it was, would not work.
"Di di..." Just as Mo Wuji was considering whether he should go and ask Fatty Guang, his Pharmacy 19 jade token, which had been silent all this while, rang.
Mo Wuji rushed into the room, grabbed the jade token, and said to Yan 'Er, "I have something to do, stay here and don't run around."
After reminding Yan 'Er, Mo Wuji sped towards Pharmacy 19. He did not know what kind of person this pill refiner was, to actually choose to concoct pills in the wee hours of the morning.
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