Chapter 175: Nothing Is Too Much

Li Chuyi had read "The Hundred Things in the Universe" and knew that this kind of rice paper was called "Wanzai Xuan". It existed in ancient times. It was unknown who invented it. The materials used were very sophisticated and the formula was almost

This kind of rice paper is said to be immortal. It can retain the mana fluctuations of the person who wrote it, especially the collections such as the Dan recipe map. When writing with this kind of paper, you can leave your own mana fluctuations, so that future generations can more clearly understand when to use what strength and when to use what heat.

Today, most people in the human world use jade slips for recording. Although it can accommodate more information and is very convenient to carry, it requires the consumption of mana retained in the jade slips to maintain the information. Once the mana is exhausted, the jade slip will be blank, and the information inside will dissipate and it will be difficult to recover.

In addition, reading the jade slip requires the consumption of divine thoughts. For low-level cultivators, especially those in the Qi training stage and the foundation building stage, a piece of practice may exhaust their mind just by reading the beginning, and it is difficult to continue. This is why the Taoist did not leave a jade slip for Li Chuyi until he formed the Dan.

Therefore, even with the existence of convenient spiritual objects such as jade slips, paper scrolls have not been eliminated. Many classics, especially the classics of cultivation methods for low-level cultivators, are recorded and circulated in the form of scrolls.

However, the formula of the ancient Wanzai Xuan has been lost, and the spiritual paper used now is improved by cultivators of all generations based on the residual formula of Wanzai Xuan. Although it can also retain magic power and remain uncorrupted for a long time, it is not as magical as Wanzai Xuan.

Wanzai Xuan is known to be immortal for ten thousand years. As long as it exists for one day, the content recorded on it and the magic power imprint retained will not disappear. The best quality spiritual paper now can only last for a few thousand years, and it needs to be maintained frequently, otherwise the magic power imprint retained on it will become weaker and weaker, and the life of the paper will be greatly shortened.

The formula of Wanzai Xuan has long been extinct, and even the finished paper is rare. The value of using it to record the cultivation method classics is several times higher than that of the classics with the same content recorded on spiritual paper. On weekdays, as long as a copy appears, even if it is just a low-level cultivation method, it will be sold at a sky-high price.

The reason why some people spend so much money to buy this kind of paper scroll is not for collection, but for research.

Although spiritual paper is used a lot, there are only a few families in the human world who have the formula to make it. Although these families are not super powers, and they are not even first-line forces, their status is quite transcendent. In the struggle for hegemony and the change of regimes in the past dynasties, they are often only controlled, and rarely exterminate the clan.

Cultivators are not fools, let alone reckless men. Knowing the importance of inheritance, they will naturally not cut off the important medium for continuing inheritance. It is a small matter to destroy these families. If even this last spiritual paper is lost, then the number of cultivators in the human world may be several times or even dozens of times less.

Not everyone is a genius, and not everyone has such a high level of understanding. How many people can understand the way of cultivation by practicing only ordinary ordinary paper? And if it is only passed on by word of mouth, the master will be exhausted, and how many people can he teach?

The "Wuji Qiankun Dao" left by the Taoist to Li Chuyi was recorded on this kind of paper. After reading "The Hundred Things in the Universe" and comparing it with "The Way of the Infinite Universe", Li Chuyi, who confirmed the authenticity of Wanzai Xuan, was so excited that he could not express it in words. His mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear.

While talking to Ziyuan about the preciousness of the paper, Li Chuyi flipped through the contents recorded on the paper, and his face became darker and darker.

"What a sin, what a sin!"

With a loud roar, Ziyuan, who was beside him, was startled. Seeing Li Chuyi's sad face and ugly expression as if he had eaten a dead child, he wondered what was wrong with this little fat man. He was just smiling and crying in the blink of an eye.

Li Chuyi did not speak, but trembled his lips, with a look of heartache.

He was busy with the rare rice paper just now and did not have time to read the contents on it. Now he carefully flipped through it, looking at the sloppy handwriting and the contents of these words, he felt so distressed that he wanted to chop the person who wrote it with a sword.

If the blank Wanzai Xuan is properly sealed, it can be preserved for a long time, almost forever. But after writing with magic power, the spiritual material in the paper will be changed, and its spirituality will protect the written content and the magic power imprint for ten thousand years.

The papers in front of him were several pill recipes written with magic power. If it was a complete pill recipe, it would be fine, but they were just a fragment, not even a fragment, just a preliminary idea of ​​the writer to create a new pill recipe.

To put it bluntly, these priceless rice papers were used as draft paper, with a lot of writing and drawing on them, all of which were the writer's ideas and deductions. This was simply a crazy and cruel thing for Li Chuyi!

"Fuck you Taoist priest, don't spend money like this! Such a valuable thing, you just use it for drafting?!"

Li Chuyi was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and his crazy look made Ziyuan speechless.

Touching the rice paper with heartache, he carefully put them away. Fearing that they might be damaged, he did not dare to fold them, but rolled them into a paper tube, and then wrapped them with several layers of talisman paper used to make talismans, and applied several layers of protection before putting them into the storage bag. Still worried, he left a small area in the storage bag to place them, and their status was equal to the supreme food in Li Chuyi's heart.

After putting away the rice paper, he looked at the almost hollowed-out stone room, and swept all the pens, inkstones and inkstones on the table into the storage bag with a wave of his robe sleeves, then waved to Zi Yuan and walked out with a face full of hatred.

He hurried to the stone door next to him, and used the Yin-Yang Dao Eye to find the center of the formation. Li Chuyi slapped it without saying a word. The stone door trembled slightly, and a crack opened slightly as before.

Without hesitation, he pushed the stone door open and walked in, his hurried footsteps full of urgency.

He couldn't help but be anxious. From the small to the big, just looking at Wan Zaixuan, you can tell that the owner of this cave is a "rich man", but he is definitely not a treasure-loving person, otherwise he would never use such a precious thing as draft paper.

Thinking about how many treasures are being "persecuted", he felt distressed.

Li Chuyi, who had long regarded the treasures of this cave as his own, felt pain in his flesh like a knife cutting his flesh when any of the treasures were damaged.

The stone door slowly opened, and the two flashed in, and what they saw was a huge stone chamber.

The stone chamber was dozens of feet wide, with an area equivalent to the hall outside, but twice as high as the hall. In the center, a huge alchemy furnace was located. The alchemy fire under the furnace had long been extinguished, leaving only some furnace ash piled up there, covering the bottom of the furnace like a hill.

The cold alchemy furnace was covered with a thin layer of dust. The furnace body was intricately patterned, and a series of spells and magic arrays were engraved all around. Occasionally, a ray of light flowed through, showing its extraordinaryness.

"This furnace is almost as big as those of the old man Baijie!" Li Chuyi was stunned.

He had seen the alchemy furnaces of Baijie Taoist. Those huge furnaces could not only be used to refine alchemy, but also as magic weapons. Although it was not the case that the bigger the better, the complexity of the spells and magic arrays on the furnace in front of him was almost comparable to the weakest furnaces of Baijie Taoist. Obviously, it was definitely not an ordinary treasure.

Walking quickly to the alchemy furnace, Li Chuyi wiped his saliva while stretching out his hand to print on the furnace. He silently operated the magic spell in his hand and followed the furnace control method taught by Baijie Taoist. He wanted to collect this precious furnace.

Stimulated by his magic power, the pattern on the furnace flashed, but then dimmed again, without any reaction.

"Not enough cultivation?"

Li Chuyi was unwilling to give up, and urged all his magic power, and both hands were pressed on the furnace.

This time the magic power was more powerful than before, and the pattern was brighter, but that was all. After a flash, it was silent again, without any reaction.

After hitting and beating for a long time, even using brute force, looking at the huge furnace that was motionless and stable like Mount Tai, Li Chuyi's eyes were full of hatred, and his heart was helpless.

The treasure was in front of him but he couldn't get it. This gripping feeling made Li Chuyi, who valued money as his life, almost crazy.

He slapped the furnace angrily, lowered his head, and plunged into the ash below. Under Ziyuan's surprised gaze, he desperately scratched the ash on the ground like a dog.

These ashes are just the residue left after the fire materials used to burn the fire of the elixir are burned out. They are not very useful at all.

But Li Chuyi was influenced by Taoist priests since he was a child. He would grab a handful of the wind that blew past him. If he couldn't get it, he would throw it away. He couldn't do anything with the elixir furnace, so he didn't despise the elixir ashes.

Take it away, take it all away!

No matter whether it is useful or not, take everything that can be taken away. Anyway, it must be plundered cleanly, and nothing can be left.

Besides, if something that can be used as fuel for such a large elixir furnace is burned clean, the ashes left must be different from ordinary ashes. Who knows if it will be useful in the future!

So, Ziyuan watched speechlessly as the little fat man turned into a coal miner, digging in a pile of ashes with his butt sticking out, and the expression on his face was as ferocious as a miser.

"Don't stand there, help me dig together!"

Seeing the little fat man turned his black face with horizontal and vertical lines, Ziyuan stepped back expressionlessly and turned his head to one side.

She was afraid that she couldn't help but kick this useless little fat man to death.

"Aloof!" Li Chuyi wiped his nose from the smoke from the stove ash and curled his lips, "Tsundere! Ziyuan, you are being pretentious, do you understand? I am working so hard to support my family, and you are just watching from the side, how can you bear it?"

Ziyuan raised her eyebrows and looked at the fat boy coldly.

"If you say one more word, I will turn you into black ash, do you believe it?"

"I believe it!" Li Chuyi nodded seriously, turned around and continued to doggy paddling, not daring to provoke the beautiful female ghost again.

A good man does not fight with a woman, and he can't beat her, so just admit it, anyway, no one sees it.

Li Chuyi secretly complained, and his men dog-paddled harder.