bestfiction #480 - Collect the furnace
#480 - Collect the furnace
Chapter 477 Collecting the Pill Furnace
Zhang Chen was a clever man, aware of the principle of not putting all his eggs in one basket. While the Evergreen Tree Coffin could extend his lifespan, there was also an old eunuch guarding it with a twelfth-order mysterious artifact. A slight carelessness could lead to failure, so he needed to prepare in advance.
The Ascension Pool didn't provide much energy, only 100,000 points per day, which amounted to 36 million per year, not a small sum.
"Moreover, after leaving, I can rely on my current abilities to see if there's a chance to steal the power of incense and faith from these gods in the Northern Lands." A glint appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes. With his Invisibility Talisman, gods below the Yang God realm couldn't stop him from stealing incense and faith. He could get rich in one go from the Northern Lands' incense power.
After setting his plan, Zhang Chen focused his attention on the pill furnace, refining it day and night, striving to refine it as soon as possible to leave the underground space.
Time flew by. Half a month later, accompanied by another exhaustion of his mana, Zhang Chen opened his eyes and looked at the pill furnace in front of him: "It's still a bit short. Even with the innate restrictions actively cooperating, my mana is still too weak. After such a long time, I've only refined two innate restrictions. Moreover, the restrictions later on become increasingly difficult to refine. To completely refine it, it would take at least ten to eight years."
Zhang Chen stood before the Eight Trigrams Furnace, a serious expression on his face. He didn't have that much time to waste here.
"The main reason is that my current mana is weak. Five hundred years of mana is a bit strenuous to refine an innate spiritual treasure. The reason I refined the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror smoothly back then was because I mastered the incantation for refining it. Now, I'm relying entirely on brute force, which is really difficult." After Zhang Chen muttered to himself, he actually thought of a solution. He took out a glass bottle from his bosom, looked at the four golden pills inside, and hesitated.
Without a doubt, the four golden pills were extremely precious, but the pill furnace before him was no ordinary object either. Using one golden pill to replenish his mana and help him refine the Eight Trigrams Furnace was completely worth it.
If he left the Eight Trigrams Furnace here and left alone, who knew what might happen? What if someone picked up the Eight Trigrams Furnace? His loss would be huge.
Zhang Chen poured out a golden pill and put it into his mouth. In the next moment, a surge of boundless vitality erupted, transforming into immense mana that raged within Zhang Chen's body.
"The main function of this golden pill is to heal injuries. This vitality is truly rare in the world, probably reaching the level of bringing the dead back to life." Zhang Chen felt the immense power, his mana constantly expanding, like a balloon being filled with gas, about to explode him.
Zhang Chen quickly pressed his palms against the pill furnace, pouring in a vast amount of mana. The pill furnace shone with a trace of mysterious luster under the infusion of immense mana. Countless runes and lines began to revive, and a mysterious brilliance began to flicker.
Another thirty days passed before Zhang Chen exhausted the power of the golden pill in his body. He withdrew his hands and looked at the pill furnace in front of him: "Only twenty-four innate restrictions have been refined? That's enough to barely control this pill furnace, but it's far from being able to wield it freely."
Zhang Chen stroked the pill furnace, pondered slightly, and then took out another golden pill, tossing it back into his mouth.
Because the pill furnace was too heavy, even though he had only refined twenty-four innate restrictions, he might be able to control the pill furnace, but carrying it with him for a long time would still be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Although golden pills were good, Zhang Chen felt that as he mastered the Wood Authority, he could cultivate spiritual herbs in the future, and then cooperate with the pill furnace to refine pills. This was the true use of the Wood Path.
Now that he mastered the Wood Authority, would he lack spiritual herbs?
With a constant source of spiritual herbs, would refining pills still be difficult?
Zhang Chen cast his mana, constantly refining the pill furnace. Another month passed before Zhang Chen stopped his hands: "As expected, the restrictions later on are increasingly difficult to refine. This time, I swallowed a golden pill and only refined twelve innate restrictions. Now, I have mastered thirty-six innate restrictions, and twelve innate restrictions remain unrefined."
Two golden pills remained. Zhang Chen estimated that even if he swallowed another golden pill, it would be difficult to refine all twelve innate restrictions. He was reluctant to swallow both.
The golden pills had the effect of bringing the dead back to life. If he wasted them all on refining the pill furnace, it would be a bit of a waste of talent.
"Forget it, mastering thirty-six innate restrictions is enough." Zhang Chen gently beckoned to the pill furnace. The pill furnace shook violently, and in a moment, it transformed into the size of an ordinary teapot, floating in Zhang Chen's palm, and he grabbed it in his hand.
Zhang Chen held the pill furnace in front of him and examined it. The pill furnace was small and exquisite, arranged according to the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, and it seemed to have a mysterious rhythm.
It was just that his cultivation was too shallow to see the specific mysteries. He only felt that the pill furnace was very extraordinary, its internal structure was ingenious, and it had its own rhythm.
Zhang Chen swallowed the pill furnace into the Bashe space, and his eyes looked at the ruins of the palace in front of him: "I wonder if Xu Erniu left me any clues."
He felt that Xu Erniu must hate him to the core, even wishing to cut him into thousands of pieces, otherwise, why would she have written so many 'whys'?
"Perhaps if I find the Innate Peacock, the Innate Peacock might have Xu Erniu's whereabouts and clues, but where should I look for the Innate Peacock? According to Xie Lingyun's statement, there is an supreme ancestor of the demon race who is good at using five-colored light. He held back two divine artifacts in the capital, giving the demon race a chance to cross the White Bone Great Wall. I wonder if that demon ancestor has anything to do with the Innate Peacock." Zhang Chen was tempted to use a soul mark to verify, but he was afraid that the other party was really the Innate Peacock. If they locked onto his location, he would be finished.
This was not the Primordial Era. He had family and friends. If he was targeted by the Innate Peacock, the other party could easily use his family and friends to threaten him. Would he submit or not?
Zhang Chen didn't doubt that the old guy was ruthless.
"I can only go and inquire in person. I shouldn't use the mark to sense it." Zhang Chen muttered to himself and began to wander in the ruined buildings, his eyes sweeping over the ruins in front of him, seeing if he could pick up any leaks.
Before, he only used the Earth Authority to clear the ruins. Now he wanted to use the Wood Authority to see if there were any special wood materials in the ruins. In this era, any item with mysterious power was very precious.
Zhang Chen walked all the way through the ruins. Most of the wood on the ground had rotted. When he walked to the ruins where the Patriarch was, Zhang Chen stopped and looked at the collapsed house. The house was shattered all over the ground, and his eyes widened: "As expected of an existence in the Fruit Realm. I was blind back then. I didn't see the divinity in the Patriarch's house."
Zhang Chen picked up a broken beam from the Patriarch's house and looked at it in his hand. The wood was like steel, heavier than steel by three points, and immortal after countless years. It was evident how unique it was.
Although he didn't recognize the origin of this section of material, because he mastered the Wood Authority, he could discern the effect of this thing.
"This wood has the power to nourish the soul! After being ignited, it can nourish the divine soul, nurture essence, qi, and spirit, dispel external demons, and purify the mind. It is the best auxiliary material for cultivation." Zhang Chen knocked on the wood block, and it actually emitted a 'tuk tuk tuk' sound of steel. Looking at the wood blocks that had collapsed all over the ground, he secretly said: "The Patriarch is indeed the Patriarch, what a grand gesture."
As Zhang Chen's mind moved, the countless wood on the ground twisted like mud and turned into handicrafts like warm incense, and then Zhang Chen swallowed them into the Bashe space for storage.
This thing was of great use even for Zhang Chen's cultivation of mana, not to mention that if his younger siblings practiced the Divine Soul Path in the future, they would also need this thing.
Until the last section of dead wood, which looked like a stool leg, had not changed in any way and was held by Zhang Chen in his hand.
Zhang Chen stroked the stool leg and used the Wood Authority to sense it. There were still mysterious veins flowing in the stool leg, but it had lost any vitality.
"This is a completely dead deadwood, different from the branches of the Tongtian Jianmu before. That branch of the Tongtian Jianmu contained amazing activity, while the deadwood branch in front of me is completely dead." Zhang Chen muttered: "I wonder if my Wood Authority can revive it."
Reviving a branch with vitality and reviving a completely dead branch are two different things.
"I mastered the Wood Path, it should be no problem, right?" A trace of uncertainty flashed in Zhang Chen's heart, and then he took the stool leg in his hand and said: "Edict, revive!"
"Damn it, do you want to go to heaven? Although you have mastered the Wood Authority, you have not mastered the Life Path. This deadwood is already dead, and you still want to call it back to life? Why don't you just want to go to heaven." Da Zizai Tianmo laughed when he saw Zhang Chen's actions, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth, his voice full of ridicule.
"It doesn't work?" Zhang Chen ignored Da Zizai Tianmo's ridicule, but held the branch in his hand alone, a trace of disappointment in his eyes. Just as he was about to give up, suddenly a trace of inexplicable induction was born in his heart, and then a trace of green airflow differentiated from the Wood Authority in his body, and poured into the stool leg in his hand along Zhang Chen's palm.
In the next moment, a trace of divine light flashed on the stool leg, and then a root of slender branches burst out on the stool leg, and tender buds grew on the stool leg, and the stool leg actually came alive.
"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Da Zizai Tianmo was stunned when he saw this scene. The whole person was like being in a dream, standing there muttering to himself, his voice full of shock: "I am dreaming! I must be in a dream! Even the Wood Authority can't do this, right?"