Chapter 7 The Creator
Fang Yi was very excited by the powerful killing power of the golden elixir.
He was eager to try out what other functions this power had.
"According to myths and legends, immortal cultivators can use magic, such as creating flames, water flows, and even summoning lightning out of nowhere. So can I also do the same with the power of the golden elixir?"
Fang Yi wanted to give it a try, but he really didn't know how to conjure up water and fire, let alone summon lightning.
"The origins of all things in the world are the same. They are all the particles I saw in my spiritual state. It's just that the order of arrangement is different, so they have different forms. If I can know the form of the particles that make up water and fire, can't I use magic?"
In normal state or even in spiritual state, Fang Yi cannot see the particle composition.
However, it can be observed with the help of the energy field model copied and constructed from the statue.
It's just that using that form is very energy-consuming.
Fang Yi's body was already lacking in nutrition.
At this moment, he was a little hesitant.
"Will I overuse energy and cause my body to collapse?"
He pondered for a while, and finally decided to give it a try. "It's just a moment of observation, so it shouldn't take that much energy. I just need to find a good object to observe immediately, otherwise it will consume too much energy."
Fang Yi looked around the kitchen and finally turned on the gas stove.
Whoosh, the flame burner started.
He hurriedly put himself into a state where his mind was detached from his body, and then injected energy into the constructed magnetic field.
The next second, the particle form that makes up the flame appeared in the mind.
The particle morphology that makes up the flame is different from what is conventionally observed.
Although it is composed of only 600 to 700 million particles, the shapes of these particles are constantly changing.
Building the model seems a bit difficult.
Fang Yi pondered for a long time, and only started to try to build it when he was sure.
Once, failed.
Ten times, failed.
One hundred and twenty-three times, still failed.
Fang Yi was not discouraged and continued to try to build a model of fire with perseverance.
A thousand times!
Ten thousand times!
One hundred thousand times!
Finally, after hundreds of thousands of failed attempts, he successfully built the model!
As soon as the result was constructed and he injected the power of the golden elixir into it, he felt an extremely high temperature "baking" his own thoughts.
Fang Yi was so frightened that he quickly returned his mind to his body, and the feeling disappeared.
Although he had tried hundreds of thousands of times to construct the particle composition model of fire, not much time had passed in real time.
Only about ten seconds passed.
"Why does the flame do so much damage to my mind?"
He pondered deeply and suddenly remembered a passage about spirit and soul that he had seen when he was collecting Taoist knowledge.
Although Fang Yi had observed through the energy field model copied from the statue, he knew that there was no soul at all, it was just the human body's biological energy field.
But he felt that since he could use "Mr. Chen's Inner Alchemy Secrets" to cultivate to this level, then the "soul" proposed by the ancients was most likely the biological energy field, which was worth learning from.
"It is recorded in Taoism that Yang Shen is the highest realm of Taoist alchemy practice, and the most fundamental way to achieve Yang Shen is to refine all the Yin impurities in the Yuan Shen, and finally transform it into a Yuan Shen that is pure Yang without Yin, called Yang Shen. In other words, before Yang Shen is cultivated, there is Yin impurities in the Yuan Shen, which will be harmed by the extremely strong and extremely Yang energy. Fire is the extremely strong and extremely Yang substance, so I can't bear it when my mind transcends the physical body."
To put it simply, the realm is not high enough.
There is another point. Fang Yi remembers that physics introduces that flame is a form of releasing energy.
Since it is releasing energy, it will definitely cause certain damage to the thinking form which is also an energy field.
After Fang Yi understood the reason, he roughly knew what to do.
"I can't control substances like flames and lightning for the time being. Well, I can't control any substance that releases energy for the time being. I can only continue to try after my thought energy field grows stronger. Now I can only try to control substances that don't release energy."
Matter in a non-energy-releasing form?
Isn’t water a substance in a non-energy-releasing form?
Fang Yi turned off the gas stove and went to the sink for washing vegetables and dishes.
He reached out and turned on the faucet, then let his mind transcend his body again and entered a state of out-of-body experience. He injected the energy of the golden elixir into the constructed model, then quickly copied the particle form that made up the water, and then called it a day.
This state only lasts for a moment, and the energy consumed is still very large.
The number of particles that make up water is very small, also more than 600 million particles.
Fang Yi tries to construct a water morphology model.
once.
Ten times.
Fifty times.
Because this was a static model, it took only more than three hundred attempts to successfully build it.
He once again injected the energy of his mind into this successfully constructed "model".
Something terrible happened!
Fang Yi felt that the power of his thinking was out of control and was continuously absorbed by the "model".
He was so scared that he quickly cut off the connection, but he was still seriously injured.
The only thing that made him happy was that a drop of water the size of a grain of rice appeared out of thin air in front of his eyes.
Success!
I really succeeded in creating a substance called water out of nothing!
Fang Yi was extremely happy.
Don't underestimate this as it's just a small drop of water.
You have to know that he created this out of nothing.
This is a powerful ability that only the Creator possesses!
"But something is not right. According to myths and legends, Jindan Zhenren has the power to move mountains and seas, but I can only produce a drop of water. Isn't the gap too big?"
wrong!
There must be something wrong!
Fang Yi let his thoughts return to his body.
Although he felt very tired, he was still thinking carefully.
Perhaps because he was thinking for too long, he forgot to turn off the faucet.
Soon the pool was full and drops of water hit his shoes.
Suddenly, Fang Yi understood!
He quickly reached out to turn off the faucet and unplugged the sink, muttering to himself, "I just created something out of nothing, so of course the energy consumed was enormous. The Jindan Zhenren in mythology and legends only controlled water, fire, thunder and lightning, so naturally they didn't need that much energy."
It's like asking someone to carry 200 buckets of water. The person will definitely collapse from exhaustion.
But if you use tap water, it won't take much effort to fill 200 buckets of water.
Guiding and manufacturing are different.
"But how can I guide water, fire, thunder and lightning to my own benefit?"
Fang Yi really couldn't think of a solution.
Even if he entered a state where his mind transcended his body, he still couldn't control the flow of water or other substances.
"There should be some trick, but I haven't tested it yet."
He slapped his head and wondered what to try.
Since there are so many myths and legends circulating in this world, it means that in ancient times there must have been people who became extraordinary people like himself.
Those pioneers might have already tried out the method before me.
As long as we can get those methods, won’t everything be solved?
Not to mention anything else, with so many Taoist sects in the country, is it possible that there are no Taoist temples with records of ancient magic?
Perhaps these ancient spells seem to be superstitions to modern people. After all, without the power of the golden elixir, they cannot work at all.
But if I am lucky enough to learn it, maybe I can really use magic.
Fang Yi looked towards a certain direction in the southwest, over there was Longhu Mountain, one of the six ancestral temples of Taoism.
Maybe there is what you want there.
"Let's go to Mount Longhu."
He made up his mind.
But before that, take a good rest.
Creating water droplets out of thin air just now consumed too much of his energy, and he was already exhausted at this moment.
Fang Yi insisted on washing the dishes before going back to his bedroom upstairs to sleep.
…
One hour.
Five hours.
I don’t know how long I slept.
Fang Yi just woke up groggily.
He felt extremely weak, as if he had been hungry for three days and three nights.
"How many hours of sleep did I get?"
He looked out the window and saw that it was gray. He didn't know whether it was evening or early morning, so he picked up his phone to check the time.
It would be fine if you didn't look at it, but once you do, you'll be shocked.
He actually slept for a full seventeen or eighteen hours.
It was already early morning of the next day.
I'm really hungry.
Fang Yi quickly got up and went downstairs to find something to eat.
When I came to the kitchen, my mother was serving porridge.
When she saw her son, she immediately asked with concern, "Xiaoyi, are you feeling unwell? I couldn't wake you up last night."
Fang Yi couldn't say that practicing consumed too much energy and he needed to sleep to recover his energy, so he could only answer casually, "Maybe I got up too early yesterday and was a little tired, so I slept a little longer."
"Well, let's have breakfast." Mother said with a smile: "I saw you ate so much yesterday, so I specially cooked a little more today."
Fang Yi called his father.
The family of three started to eat breakfast.
The parents each drank a bowl of porridge.
There was half a pot of porridge left, and he drank it all by himself.
But even so, Fang Yi still felt not full at all.
He looked up helplessly and asked, "Mom, is there anything to eat at home?"
"Xiaoyi, is there something wrong with your health?" his father asked with concern.
The mother's eyes were also filled with worry, "Yeah, you're still hungry after eating so much?"
Fang Yi knew his own situation and didn’t want to worry his parents, so he said quickly, “Maybe I didn’t eat well at work a while ago and my nutrition wasn’t enough, so I ate more when I got home.”
"Oh, is that so? I'm relieved then." The father smiled. "Not enough nutrition?" He looked to the side and said, "Hey, Cheng Lin, where did you put the ginseng my nephew gave me? Take it out and slice it for Xiaoyi to make soup."
"It's hidden in your closet." Mother pointed to the bedroom on the first floor.
Ginseng?
Fang Yi suddenly remembered what was introduced in "Mr. Chen's Inner Alchemy Secrets", which is to drink ginseng soup after each practice and then go to sleep.
He had not taken this introduction too seriously before.
After hearing the conversation between his parents today, he began to think about it secretly.
Ginseng is a great tonic.
Can I replenish a lot of energy after eating it?
If so, he no longer has to worry about over-consumption affecting his physical condition!
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