Fire, fire, fire …
An ancient voice rang out from the end of the river of time, transcending millions of years and reverberating in his ears.
Feng Lin saw an unbelievable scene. He felt as though he was in a sea of fire, and the surroundings were burning fiercely.
However, he couldn't feel any heat, indicating that this was just an illusory realm.
Feng Lin's perspective seemed to be in a fixed state, unable to move. However, the scene before him seemed to be a 3D image. As his gaze moved, the scene would also change.
He felt as though he was in a sea of flames, and his surroundings were like iron walls, forming a spherical shape.
This seemed to be …
A furnace?!
Feng Lin's heart stirred. Were these the memories of those crystal lifeforms?
The strange thing was that there were eight circular holes around the furnace. Many palm-leaf fans kept on flashing, causing whistling gales to gush in from the furnace. The wind and fire fused together, causing the flames to burn fiercely.
Feng Lin only felt his vision fluctuating as though his body was moving up and down in the flames. However, this was an illusory realm from the memories and not reality. He also couldn't feel any heat, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
"Heaven and earth as the furnace, everything as copper and mercury!"
A scholarly voice rang out.
Feng Lin glanced in the direction of the voice and saw the scene outside through the wind tunnel of the furnace.
White clouds could be seen, and celestial fog shrouded the area.
On a white jade platform, an old man with a long beard wearing an ancient Chinese robe was sitting on a purple praying mat. He had the demeanor of an immortal and had an ethereal aura. His figure seemed to be near but was actually far away. He seemed clear but also blurry, making it hard for people to grasp him. It was as if he had nowhere to rely on and couldn't be found.
Below him, there were many men dressed in long robes. Their expressions were solemn and focused as they listened to the lecture respectfully.
"Everything in the world enters my furnace. Medicine refinement is the art of refining everything in the world, turning them into medicine. However, it can't be considered a true top-grade art. Above medicine refinement, there is still alchemy. It can seize the fortune of heaven and earth, turning something rotten into something magical … "
The old man's voice was clear and elegant, like a gentle breeze in the mountains. He explained the supreme art, containing dao intent.
Feng Lin's expression turned solemn. He pricked up his ears and listened attentively.
"Medicine refinement is just a mortal art. Alchemy is the true art of creation. What is pill? What is medicine? Pills are medicines with life, and medicines are lifeless pills. Every pill was a brand new life with its own intelligence. This is the only way for the pill to automatically adjust one's fate after it enters one's mouth, allowing the immense medicinal energy to be released without impacting the limits of one's body, resulting in the instantaneous transformation of one's mortal body … "
The old man slowly preached the Dao. His words were profound and profound, and those people listened attentively.
A myriad of waves rose in Feng Lin's heart. Alchemy!
He came from the 21st century, an era where myths had not been lost, so he had naturally heard of this name.
Although there were countless novelists who used their imagination to create endless brilliance, everyone knew that the art of alchemy was nothing more than a myth that did not exist in this world.
But who would have thought that it was all true?
He had actually seen the mysteries of alchemy from these crystalline lifeforms.
This paste was not some ancient divine medicine, but a pill. It was just that after millions of years of baptism, it had gradually lost its original shape and turned into this form.
The majority of the medicinal potency had been lost, but just the remnant effects were enough to allow one to undergo a complete transformation, becoming an interstellar cultivator with a single leap.
Feng Lin was extremely certain of this.
One must know that in Huaxia's myths and legends, there was no lack of immortal pills that could allow one to achieve immortality and ascend.
Only this legendary alchemy technique could allow people to achieve the effect of being reborn.
Feng Lin's heart pounded. If he could learn alchemy and obtain this ancient mythological inheritance, combining it with interstellar genetic potions, he might be able to walk on an unprecedented path. His potential would be limitless, and his future would be incomparably bright.
He continued to seriously view these memories.
Just like what the old man had said, alchemy was a miraculous art of creation. Every pill that was concocted would have a life of its own, possessing the characteristics of life.
And when a life was just born, the first impression it would have would be incomparably deep.
The moment the pill was concocted, it would have a life of its own and would instinctively remember the memories before it.
This was why Feng Lin was lucky enough to be able to learn this uncanny alchemy technique.
Feng Lin started to seriously view the memories, even more seriously than the other disciples.
After all, these ancient people had many opportunities to learn alchemy back then. As for Feng Lin, he only had this one chance.
The Mental Gene strengthened one's mental energy, allowing one's memory to be extraordinary.
Feng Lin gradually figured out the origins of this alchemy technique.
So it turned out that in ancient times, there were many different schools of alchemy. This group of people before him all came from the same sect, the Furnace Immortal Sect. There were only four sentences in their sect's cultivation art.
Heaven and earth as the furnace, fate as the work. Yin and Yang as the charcoal, the myriad of living things as the copper!
Don't underestimate this seemingly simple sentence, but it contained an extremely profound meaning that encompassed the myriad of living things in the world.
Just from this sentence alone, one could tell that.
Heaven and earth as the furnace, the universe as the work of alchemy, Yin and Yang as the charcoal, the myriad of living things as the copper and mercury.
How imposing was this?
And back then, the Furnace Immortal Sect was also the most famous alchemy sect. Because their sect was stationed on Mars, they were famous in the cultivation world.
Feng Lin's heart thumped. Wasn't Mars another name for Mars in Huaxia's myths and legends?
Mars, in ancient times, was known as Mars. Because Mars was the most eye-catching fiery red star in the ancient starry sky, its brightness would fluctuate between dark and bright, flickering like fire. Its position was also constantly changing, causing people to be confused. Hence, it was known as "Mars".
In ancient Huaxia's astrology, once Mars appeared, it would be a symbol of chaos. It was also known as an ominous star.
Feng Lin didn't expect that in ancient times, there would actually be a sect stationed on Mars.
Didn't this mean that in the ancient cultivation world, humans could already walk out from the restraints of Earth and roam the universe?
Feng Lin felt that he had seen the truth of ancient times, but it was still shrouded in layers of fog. He couldn't see it clearly and couldn't guess it.
In ancient times, those legends of gods flying in the sky, could it be that the truth was that they were roaming the universe?
Could it be that humans had once developed a different cultivation civilization? They had walked out of the star system!
Why did they decline?
…
Feng Lin let his thoughts wander, imagining the mysterious ancient mythological era. He was no longer limited by his previous rigid impression and felt that everything was possible.
But it was useless to think too much about it now. He temporarily set aside his doubts and continued to memorize this alchemy inheritance.
At this moment, the old man continued to explain. "Our Furnace Immortal Sect has a total of 483 types of alchemy techniques. Among them, there are 365 low-grade techniques, corresponding to the 365 heavenly circulations. There are also 72 mid-grade techniques, corresponding to the number of earth fiends. Above that, there are 36 high-grade techniques, corresponding to the number of heavenly dippers in the constellations. Above the high-grade techniques, there are nine saint-grade alchemy techniques, corresponding to the nine palaces. And above the saint-grade, there is the only immortal-grade technique in our sect, which is also the foundation of our sect. Its name is … Furnace Alchemy Technique! It can use the heavens and earth as a furnace, refining everything in the universe. There's nothing it can't refine, extracting the essence of everything and concocting an immortal pill that can allow one to ascend and become an immortal! … "
The old man explained in great detail, dissecting the origins of the Furnace Alchemy Sect and the principles behind their cultivation arts. Feng Lin was incomparably engrossed as he listened.
However, the disciples under the old man were all puzzled as they mumbled to themselves.
"How strange! Why did the Sage explain the general knowledge of our sect in such detail? We already knew all these before we joined the sect. "
"That's right! The Sage's cultivation base is extremely profound, it's impossible for him to forget this point. "
"Repeating the same old tune, this shouldn't be the case!"
…
Seeing that the old man with immortal-qi didn't stop even after a long time, someone finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
A handsome man stood out with a puzzled look on his face. He respectfully asked, "Sage, we've already talked about the sect's general knowledge and alchemy techniques today. Why are we talking about it again today?"
The old man with immortal-qi smiled, his smile unfathomable. "Today is different from the past. Today, there are a total of 81 people who came to listen to the lecture. Although all of you have heard it before, there's still a 'one' person who hasn't heard it before. Hence, I'm going to talk about it again! "
As the sound of his voice faded, the disciples started to discuss among themselves as they glanced at the surroundings, feeling bewildered.
Not only did the puzzlement on the handsome man's face not disappear, it grew even more puzzled. He asked again, "Sage, there are only 80 people here. Where did this' one 'person come from?"
He emphasized the word 'one'.
The old man with immortal-qi formed hand seals as he smiled, as though he had already seen through everything. "That 'one' person isn't among you. He's in an unknown place, his origin is unknown, and we don't know where he went!"
The disciples kept on guessing. What did the Sage mean by that?
Only the puzzlement on the handsome man's face dissipated, as though he had understood something.
Feng Lin felt as though there was a thunderbolt exploding in his heart. His thoughts were blank.
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