It was not that Mo Wen did not know anything about alchemy. He was someone who knew a little about alchemy. After learning alchemy from the alchemy room master of the Divine Pill Sect for a few years, he dared to say that the alchemy skills of ordinary immortal cultivators could not compare to his.
But now, he had failed again and again. There was no suspense at all. He had failed all of them.
It was clearly a very simple alchemy technique with a simple and clear process. Why did he keep failing?
A look of confusion flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He simply stopped concocting pills and stopped to think for a while.
Who knew that once Mo Wen stopped, the old man in the white robe would continue to raise the fire in the furnace? He was like a robot, concocting pills expressionlessly. He kept repeating the same process over and over again.
A glint of light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He began to put his heart and soul into it. He carefully observed every single technique of the old man in the white robe and memorized every single one of them.
After an hour, the old man in the white robe stopped and Mo Wen began to concoct pills on his own.
The result was still the same. He kept failing. He had clearly memorized every single detail of the old man in the white robe. Why did he keep failing?
The confusion in Mo Wen's heart grew deeper. At the same time, the more he did not know the answer, the more stubborn he became. He put his heart and soul into learning alchemy.
The old man in the white robe was like a puppet. He continuously taught Mo Wen how to concoct pills. He did not feel tired at all.
The following time was spent in concocting pills.
Again and again, he repeated it over and over again. But the result was the same.
Time was like flowing water, flowing through his fingertips. In this time-less space, Mo Wen did not know how much time had passed. Perhaps it had only been a day, or perhaps it had already been a year. Anyway, in his perception, a very long time had passed.
Even with Mo Wen's temperament, he was a little discouraged. There were a few times he wanted to give up. But the unwillingness in his heart made him not give up. He was determined to concoct a furnace of pills.
After an unknown amount of time, the old man in the white robe suddenly stopped teaching. Just as Mo Wen thought that he could not take it anymore and was about to give up, a voice that almost made Mo Wen vomit blood sounded.
"Your perseverance is commendable. You have passed the first test."
The old man in the white robe's voice was emotionless. He was like a puppet as usual, simply announcing the result.
"F * ck, you tricked me!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Wen almost spat out a mouthful of blood. With his intelligence, how could he not understand the meaning of this? It turned out that the old man in the white robe was not teaching him how to concoct pills. Instead, it was just a test of perseverance. To put it bluntly, no matter how hard Mo Wen tried, it was impossible for him to concoct pills. This was because this old man did not want him to succeed at all. He deliberately made him fail again and again.
Mo Wen almost had the urge to curse in his heart. It was just a legacy, yet it was actually such a scam!
"The second test is a test of talent. If you can pass it, you will receive my inheritance."
The old man in white robes spoke to himself. He did not have spiritual intelligence, so naturally, he would not care about Mo Wen's feelings. He waved his arm, and a screen of light appeared in the surroundings, forming a large circle. Then, medicinal herbs began to appear in the surroundings. There were tens of millions of them, and there were all sorts of medicinal herbs.
Around Mo Wen, there were countless medicinal herbs spread out on the ground, causing him to be dazzled. Many of the medicinal herbs were extremely precious spiritual medicines. Any one of them was priceless. Now, they were actually piled up in front of him.
However, he also knew that these elixirs and spiritual grasses were probably all simulated and not real existences. Since the owner of the Primordial Soul Pearl could create this illusion, it was naturally easy for him to create a few spiritual medicines.
In the following process, it was almost all the old man in white robes teaching alchemy, while Mo Wen studied attentively. The two of them were concocting pills, and there was almost no concept of time. It was simply impossible to know how much time had passed.
The spiritual medicines and spiritual herbs around them decreased bit by bit. When they were all gone, all of them would appear in an instant. There was no end to them. Mo Wen had forgotten how many batches they had changed. He was just constantly learning alchemy from this old man.
Mo Wen originally had a foundation in alchemy, so it was not very difficult to learn from the simple things. Moreover, there was no situation where he kept failing. Usually, for simple alchemy techniques, he would succeed once after three to five attempts. For those that were slightly more difficult, he would at most need to repeat a few dozen times to master it.
He was very interested in alchemy, and at the same time, he was also very confident in his alchemy techniques. After all, the Divine Pill Sect was an Immortal Cultivator Sect that was famous in the world for their alchemy techniques. The alchemy techniques that were passed down were naturally second to none.
However, in the process of learning alchemy from the old man in white robes, he then understood what was called extensive and profound. The alchemy techniques that he had learned in the past, when compared to this old man in white robes, were simply a drop of water in the vast ocean.
Mo Wen's alchemy techniques were very talented. Back in the days when he was in the alchemy lab of the Divine Pill Sect, he had always been praised by the alchemy masters. However, it was a pity that he could not practice, so it was very difficult for him to have any great achievements.
Now that he was learning alchemy techniques from the old man in white robes, although it became more and more difficult as he went deeper, Mo Wen was also constantly improving. With his exceptional talent, he could barely keep up with the pace of the old man in white robes.
It was unknown how much time had passed. Perhaps it had already been a few years, or even a few decades. During the long period of time, the two of them were not just tired. It was because in this space, there was no such thing as being tired. It seemed that no matter what time it was, they could maintain their exuberant energy.
Finally, one day, all the medicinal herbs beside Mo Wen had been used up, and they did not continue to appear.
"Your talent is extraordinarily high. Congratulations on passing the inheritance test."
The old man in white robes no longer taught Mo Wen alchemy techniques. After saying this expressionlessly, his silhouette flashed and he disappeared from his original spot. Then, a huge cauldron furnace appeared in the sky and fell down, enveloping Mo Wen in an instant.
As for the old man in white robes, he appeared in the sky and sat cross-legged. Both his hands formed a mysterious hand seal.
"The Great Path is like a Dream!"
The old man in white robes shouted in a low voice. A formless and strange aura emanated from his body, instantly enveloping the entire altar. The huge cauldron furnace began to spin slowly.
The next moment, Mo Wen's vision became blurry. His consciousness swayed, as though he was about to fall asleep. He tried hard to wake himself up, but he could not do it at all. His eyelids became heavier and heavier. In a short while, he was completely immersed in darkness.
In his sleep, Mo Wen had a very, very long dream. He dreamed of his own life. No, more accurately, he dreamed of someone else's life. In that dream, he did not have any sense of immersion. He was like a bystander, watching the plot of a movie.
In the dream, a child slowly grew up. Then, he learned skills and stepped into the Immortal Cultivation world. With his continuous hard work, he became a Mighty Immortal Cultivator of his generation. He was a strong practitioner that attracted the attention of the world. In the Immortal Cultivation world, he was known as the Medicine Sage. His alchemy techniques had reached perfection and were rarely seen in the world.
Mo Wen knew a lot and discovered a lot. However, there were many things that he did not understand. Not only did his doubts not lessen, but they also increased. The scene in front of him was like a movie, constantly playing in front of him. Time was very long. It seemed to be a few hundred years, or even a few thousand years.
How could Mo Wen remember everything that he had experienced for a few thousand years? There were many things that he only had a slight impression of and then completely forgot about. A person's life was too long. Mo Wen's two lifetimes added together was only forty years.
A few thousand years? What kind of concept was that? If a normal person lived for so long, they would have long forgotten who they were.
Mo Wen almost did not remember any of the ordinary trifles of life. However, he remembered that person's path of practice, the practice method and process, as well as his rare experiences very clearly. It was as though it was engraved in his mind. It would be difficult for him not to remember it.
He did not know when or how long had passed.
Mo Wen began to wake up slowly. His eyes were filled with confusion. After a long time, he became clear-headed. His consciousness also became clearer and clearer. He looked at his surroundings and realized that he was still on the altar. In front of him was still the huge cauldron that was the size of a small mountain. On the huge cauldron, the old man in the white robe was still floating.
From the long dream just now, Mo Wen already knew who the old man in the white robe was. He was the legendary ancient Nine States cultivator. His cultivation had reached perfection, the legendary Great Path Realm. He was the Medicine Sage strong practitioner of the generation, Ji Wuya.
Ji Wuya's life could be said to be legendary. Regardless of his cultivation or alchemy techniques, he could be said to have reached the pinnacle of life. He was a genius. From a normal person to such a stage, it proved the rise of a genius.
However, the final outcome was not the complete rise of a genius. Instead, he was lost in history. Although his achievements were something that many people could only look up to, to him, it was still a premature death. He did not walk to the most glorious moment, and he fell in silence.
Mo Wen did not know why Ji Wuya died in the end. At the end of the dream, it seemed to have been forcefully erased. It was a blank space. He could not see anything, or it could be said that there were some things that he could not see.
He only knew that Ji Wuya had died a long time ago. He had died in a disaster. The existence of the Primordial Soul Pearl was the best proof.
Mo Wen sighed. His feelings were a little complicated. An exceptional strong practitioner like Ji Wuya, who could almost be called a deity, would also fall quietly one day. In this world, there were indeed many unpredictable dangers. Perhaps only by maintaining a respectful heart could one live longer.
"You have already received my inheritance. However, your cultivation aptitude is too low. You have only obtained the surface. Whether or not you can dig out my inheritance completely depends on your luck."
The old man in the white robe glanced at Mo Wen. At this moment, there seemed to be a little emotion in his eyes that was rarely seen.
When Mo Wen obtained a portion of his memory, it meant that he had completely obtained the recognition of the Primordial Soul Pearl and would obtain all of his inheritance. Meanwhile, the old man in the white robe would completely disappear from the world. Even the Primordial Soul Pearl would be extinguished.
After he finished speaking, the body of the old man in the white robe began to fade. It slowly turned into spots of white light and disappeared into the air. Almost at the same time, a golden sun appeared in the sky. It slowly descended and enveloped Mo Wen. (To be continued.)
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