"Yuan Shoucheng, I wonder what's the meaning of this. This is a Daoist Alchemy Discourse. Why did you invite the Hundred Schools of Thought?" asked Daoist Longevity with a frown.
He was prepared to join forces to cause trouble for Yuan Shoucheng, but he never expected Yuan Shoucheng to invite so many people from the Hundred Schools of Thought. Such a grand occasion left him uneasy.
Yuan Shoucheng revealed a pained expression as he said loudly, "Today, I invited the Hundred Schools of Thought to be here as witnesses. The Daoist Inner Alchemy Sect and Outer Alchemy Sect have been fighting for a thousand years. It is time for an outcome."
"Hmph! The path of alchemy is ever-changing. Different paths lead to the same destination. What makes you think that only your alchemy path is the right path, while we are wrong? "said Daoist Divine Firmament angrily.
"There is no need to speak further. You will know who is better after participating in our alchemy discourse. This Penniless Priest has long heard of Daoist Yuan's deep attainments in the Dao. This Penniless Priest has long wanted to experience it for himself," said Qingcheng Monastery Lord with a sneer.
The Alchemy Discourse had yet to begin, but the entire Xuandu Monastery was already at odds with the Inner Alchemy Sect and Outer Alchemy Sect.
Yan Shigu's heart stirred. He immediately knew that the matter was not simple. As a historian, he could not help but take out a brush and paper in preparation to record it.
Yan Shigu's actions attracted the attention of the others in the spectator stands. Yan Shigu could not help but say awkwardly, "It's a habit. It's a habit."
It was not difficult to understand Yan Shigu's actions. With Yuan Shoucheng treating it so seriously, it was possible that today's matter would be recorded in history.
However, what surprised everyone the most was that Yan Shigu was using a pencil invented by the Mohists. Kong Yingda's eyes narrowed. He never expected Yan Shigu to abandon a brush and use a pencil.
Yan Shigu raised the sharpened pencil in his hand and said with a smile, "The Mohists' pencil is indeed not bad. There is no need to grind the ink, and the writing is fast. It suits Old Man's taste."
Although historians recorded major events, to a historian, they could record anything at any time. With an extremely convenient pencil, it would be much easier for historians to record.
"Elder Yan's liking it is the greatest favor to the Mohists!" said Meton hurriedly.
Kong Yingda snorted and said, "Pencil writing is fast, but it wears out easily. Brother Yan, aren't you afraid of making a mistake in the recorded history?"
The Mo family's pencils were indeed convenient, but the only drawback was that the ink would easily fall off and the words would be messed up.
Yan Shigu laughed and said, "This matter is easy to solve. When I return to my residence, I will make a copy of it."
He had also heard about the dispute between the brush and the coin, but he did not care about it. The pencil was too important to the historians. With such a sharp weapon, the historians' records would be much more accurate.
"Actually, it's not just convenient. It's also extremely cheap. Nowadays, most of the children from poor families use pencils. Pencils are cheap and the words are small. It saves a lot of paper. The children of farmers can also read and write." Su Lingnong smiled and praised the pencil greatly. The biggest consumption of studying came from the ink, paper, and inkstone. With the pencil, the chances of farmers receiving education would be greatly increased.
Shen Hongcai also said, "Arithmetic requires a lot of calculations. Using a pencil can save a lot of time. Of course, the most important thing in arithmetic is to be accurate. The final result must be written with a brush to avoid being tampered with."
"Everyone, don't worry. The Mohists are imitating the quill and are preparing to make pens with steel. If they succeed in the future, they will certainly be able to combine all the advantages of the brush and pencil and create the most suitable writing instrument for the students of the Tang dynasty," said Merton.
"Hahaha, then the Old Man will wait and see." Yan Shigu laughed and said.
The others could not help but nod. They were not surprised. Mo Jiazi could make pens with quill and ink. It was not impossible that he could make pens with steel in the future.
Kong Yingda could not help but snort angrily. Although he was a supporter of the brush, he could not deny that the pencil was indeed unique. Just its cheap price alone was enough to make it popular.
For a moment, the atmosphere on and off the stage was filled with tension.
"The five grains can make people live. People live when they get them and die when they lose them. Moreover, the top-grade magic medicine is ten thousand times more beneficial to people than the five grains." On the platform, the Qingcheng Taoist Temple Dean recited Ge Hong Bao Puzi's alchemy theory. When he reached the subtleties, all the Taoists nodded.
"The Qingcheng Taoist Temple Dean is really talented! He understands the essence of Puzi! " Sun Simiao nodded. He was proficient in the Taoist classics and naturally studied Puzi carefully. Ge Hong was also a medical expert, so Sun Simiao also benefited a lot.
"Today, I collected the Spiritual Qi within a hundred miles of Qingcheng and finally refined this elixir." The Qingcheng Taoist Temple Dean proudly held up an elixir.
All the Taoists nodded and could not help but feel envious. The elixir could be said to be of the best quality. It was a rare top-grade elixir.
Then, all the Taoists showed their own elixirs.
"The longer the Golden Elixir is burned, the more wonderful the changes will be. When gold enters the fire, it will not be extinguished. When it is buried, it will not disappear. Consuming these two items will strengthen one's body and make one immortal. " The Taoist Changsheng recited Puzi's classic theory and looked around proudly.
Ge Hong believed that gold and silver were immortal items. If the human body was tempered with gold and silver, one would be able to live forever. This theory was widely spread in the Taoist sect.
"After ten years of hard work, I have finally refined a Golden Elixir of Dragon and Tiger. If I can consume it, I will be one step closer to the path of immortality." The Taoist Changsheng proudly held up a shiny golden elixir. His black hair and alluring golden elixir increased his persuasiveness.
Su Lingnong couldn't help but gulp. He looked at Sun Simiao beside him and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Daoist Sun, you can be considered half a Daoist. This old farmer is very angry. Can ordinary people like us also reach the path of immortality by consuming pills?"
Su Lingnong's question attracted everyone's attention. Even Yan Shigu, who was recording, could not help but stop writing.
Sun Simiao frowned and said, "Old Man has been obsessed with medicine all his life. He does not seek the path of immortality. The Old Man refined elixirs of plants to prolong one's life. The Old Man has never tried refining elixirs of metal and stone, so he does not know."
The Doctor of Law sneered and said, "Old Man, you are trying to commit suicide. You are tired of living. The Old Man has seen many cases. There are many cases of people dying by swallowing gold. If you swallow such a big metal and stone, hehe …"
Although the Doctor of Law did not say it directly, he clearly did not believe in the Taoist sect's elixir.
Su Lingnong's face turned red. He knew that people died by swallowing gold, but he was embarrassed by the Doctor of Law. He shouted, "You old-fashioned man, what do you know? This metal and stone has been refined by the Taoist sect. Naturally, it is not poisonous. It only has the effect of an elixir."
Sun Simiao shook his head and said, "Gold is not poisonous."
As a doctor, he had the most right to speak. Gold was indeed not poisonous. If it was poisonous, then the gold in circulation would be fatal.
The Doctor of Mathematics, Shen Hongcai, said in surprise, "Then why would people commit suicide by swallowing gold?"
"That is because gold is heavy. When it is swallowed into the stomach, it will continue to fall until it penetrates the intestines. It will cause the person to bleed to death. However, I do not recommend swallowing gold to die. Swallowing gold is not fatal for a while. It will continue until the pain is unbearable and the person dies. "Meton suddenly said.
"It is more and more like this!" Sun Simiao said in realization.
All of them were intelligent people. After thinking for a while, they immediately understood the theory behind it. They couldn't help but shudder. They looked at the young Moton in surprise. It was unbelievable that he knew so much about murder cases at such a young age.
Meton immediately said with a wry smile, "The School of Mohism has done a lot of research on strength. This is a common phenomenon. When we bury gold in the ground for eight to ten years, we will discover that the gold is gone when we dig it up. In fact, this is because gold is too heavy. It will automatically sink. Especially on rainy days, when the soil is soft, the gold will automatically sink to the softer side of the soil. This is the reason why gold can run. In fact, if we dig deeper, or expand the area, we will definitely find it. "
"Oh!"
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