Chapter 5 Chapter 5 She was wrong
Coming out of the toilet, Zhu Dan sighed. This leaf wasn't very easy to use, and she had actually used up half a hair's worth of spiritual power for disinfection!
Her alchemy cauldron can only absorb a strand of hair every day!
The toilet paper must be made as soon as possible. After all, this spiritual power needs to be stored for refining pills in six days.
Therefore, Zhu Dan directly abandoned the alchemy room and went to Su's side.
"How many leaves are cooked?"
Su pointed to a large vat and said, "Mr. Zhu, it's all here."
Zhu Dan nodded in appreciation, "Not bad, most of the tank is already filled, we can start the next step."
Looking inward at the alchemy cauldron, he found that he had accumulated three and a half strands of spiritual power.
To be honest, it was still not enough, but with the expectation of papermaking, Zhu Dan reached in, mobilized his spirit, and rushed into the vat through his connected fingers, crushing all the leaves he touched into powder.
Feeling that at least half of the spiritual power flowing through his arms was consumed, Zhu Dan felt a little distressed. He reluctantly used spiritual power to nourish his body to convince himself——
Damn! I can’t convince you at all.
Mortals who do not have the ability to draw Qi into their bodies cannot retain spiritual energy and can only absorb less than one tenth of it.
Zhu Dan's spiritual power was rapidly depleted. Her face turned pale and her body trembled. Su noticed something was wrong and rushed over to support her. She lowered her voice and said, "Mr. Zhu, you can't use your spiritual power anymore."
She glanced at the vat and suddenly thought, "Do you want to pound the leaves into pulp? I'll find someone for you."
Zhu Dan saw that there was only a wisp of spiritual energy left in the alchemy cauldron. This was the bottom line and could not be used anymore. Anyway, he only wanted to get the first piece of paper, so he withdrew his hand.
Su breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Zhu, sit down and rest for a while. I will go find Wang Lingcheng."
She helped Zhu Dan to the chair.
Watching Su Ji walk away, Zhu Dan felt comforted. Although the Qin Dynasty was backward and had nothing, she also started from scratch in her previous life, but had to do everything by herself. Unlike this life, she had someone to help her from the beginning.
Su Xin is kind and smart, making her suitable to be trained as an all-round assistant.
However, what made Zhu Dan most satisfied was that no one coveted her and Tangyuan and wanted to refine them into ascension pills.
Even if Zheng Ge went crazy for a while and wanted to drink the blood and eat the flesh of gods to prolong his life, she had the power to protect herself.
After consuming so much spiritual energy in one breath, Zhu Dan felt really tired, so he simply closed his eyes and looked inward at his soul.
She sorted out the expenditure and income of spiritual power.
Previously, he absorbed a ray of spiritual power when the alchemy furnace was spewing out flames, and later he experimented with jade... but he used it all when stopping the vicious dog from hurting people, and also wasted three pieces of jade to stabilize his soul.
Thinking of the jade-like texture, Zhu Dan felt so distressed that he blamed Hu Hai.
Then, the first stool earned one strand, a long tail effect from the chairs, and spiritual energy began to accumulate, though the amount wasn't significant. Then there was the bamboo tube rice, half a strand. Su went to Xiang Liyuan to ask for cloth to make a mask, also one strand, and there would be subsequent income as well.
According to previous examples, even if she handed over papermaking to others, she should still have a steady income.
But what Zhu Dan is most looking forward to is the feedback when the first piece of paper appears in the world.
She felt that its influence was no less than that of Cangjie's creation of Chinese characters, which made ghosts and gods cry.
Don't use this spiritual power, save it all, maybe it will be enough for refining pills.
Now you can think about which recipe to choose for the first golden elixir.
After determining the topic, we need to start looking for materials. Fortunately, the spiritual power required to identify glutinous rice balls is very small.
After careful calculation, the mask is limited by the preciousness of cloth and cannot last as long as a chair. But even if I can only accumulate one strand of spiritual power every day, plus the minimum guarantee from the alchemy furnace, I can accumulate at least two strands, so I don’t have to worry about sudden death.
I usually use the spiritual power obtained from subsequent papermaking. It is very sufficient and can be used to do many things.
Zhu Dan couldn't help laughing.
As if sensing her good mood, the fatigue in her body quickly subsided. Zhu Dan stood up, and energetically found a wooden barrel. She scooped up the uncrushed leaves, and what was left was pulp.
Zhu Dan was just planning to find someone to make bamboo screen paper when he saw Su leading three people hurried over. Two of them were carrying a stone mortar, and a middle-aged woman was holding a thick tree trunk.
It turned out that Su went to find Wang Lingcheng and asked for a Chengdan Chong.
Zhu Dan watched the middle-aged woman work with curiosity, and suddenly understood why pounding rice was a punishment in the Qin Dynasty.
The tools were very simple, a bit like an enlarged version of a mortar and pestle. She held the tree trunk with both hands and pounded it hard, repeating it over and over again. Soon, sweat broke out on her forehead. Zhu Dan saw the veins bulging on the back of her hands, and her body was pressed against the tree trunk to prevent her arms from becoming sore and unable to lift them.
It would be better if you used your feet instead of your hands.
Zhu Dan remembered that the tool used the lever principle. She dug out the seesaw that the children in the community liked to play with from her memory, squatted on the ground, picked up a thin bamboo and started to practice and modify it.
Zhu Dan didn't know whether this was a regular foot pestle, so he decided to make it first and adjust it while using it.
After finishing the painting, she pulled Xiang Lichun over.
"I want to make a chair. What about the design for the dragon throne? I've already given you the fabric. When will it be ready?"
"There's no rush. We need to make it perfect." Zhu Dan said casually, pointing to the pattern on the ground, "Can this be made?"
"This is……"
"A tool for pounding rice." Zhu Dan pointed at the middle-aged woman. "It's much more advanced than that one. Do you want to make it? If you can make it—"
I wanted to say that it would benefit many people, but the words suddenly changed to, "You have mastered one more new technology than Xiang Liyuan. As for the other Mo family members, they can't even compare to you."
Xiang Lichun's eyes lit up: "I'll do it."
Indeed, he already knows how to use the chair.
Zhu Dan also asked Su to make bamboo screens for copying paper.
Seeing his soldiers busying themselves, Zhu Dan put his hands on his hips and smiled brightly. He said, "It's not difficult to make money in the Qin Dynasty. There are business opportunities everywhere."
The plain bamboo curtain was not made very big, so it could just be put into the tank. Zhu Dan was determined to do this step herself.
Papermaking is the most important step in papermaking.
She was a little afraid that since she had not participated from beginning to end, the heavens would deduct her luck.
Zhu Dan's hands were very steady. She dipped the bamboo curtain into the paper pulp and shook it gently.
The pulp needs to be thin to make light and transparent paper.
Although Zhu Dan defines it as toilet paper, it is not good if it is too thick. When she was very young, there was no toilet paper at home, so she crumpled up her used exercise books and used them as toilet paper.
Zhu Dan picked up the bamboo curtain and looked at the sky. It was overcast and there was little sun. He simply took the bamboo curtain to the temporary stove and planned to dry it. He still refused Su's help.
Su noticed her concentration and seriousness, and although she didn't know the meaning of the paper, she stood by and watched, ready to help at any time.
Finally, when Zhu Dan's hands were so sore that he could hardly hold it, strange sensations came from the soul-type alchemy cauldron.
She looked over in surprise and her face changed.
The little dragon of luck barely grew, and was still a tiny bit in size. The first piece of paper that came out of the creation of the world only had a wisp of spiritual energy!
"Impossible!" Zhu Dan stared at the brown-yellow bamboo paper. Yes, she admitted that the appearance was not so good, but how could the influence of paper be on par with that of the chair?
"Tian Dao, you have a bug!"
Zhu Dan couldn't help but question, Zhu Dan wanted to curse... Zhu Dan dropped his hands helplessly, is it necessary to follow the steps and soak the bamboo for many days?
Haha, the daylily is cold.
Papermaking was such a huge blow to Zhu Dan that she went to bed without eating much for dinner. But how could she sleep?
This incident completely disrupted her plans. She was confused and couldn't think of any other invention that could bring her enough luck to make the elixir.
Zhu Dan looked at the alchemy cauldron and used his spiritual sense to poke the lucky dragon, indignantly saying, "What's wrong with you? Don't you know anything about it? Paper, this is a book, the first of the four great inventions, the ladder of human progress..."
Xiaolong, who was diligently repairing the alchemy furnace, became angry. He suddenly turned around and bit Zhu Dan's consciousness.
Zhu Dan cried out, and felt his eyes blurred and his vision changed.
She seemed to be standing at a very high place, looking down at all living beings.
Countless points of light lit up below, some big, some small, some bright, some dim, and there were also differences in color.
The light white and the eerie gray-black are the most numerous and brightest.
Zhu Dan subconsciously touched it and felt it was extremely familiar. This feeling... was spiritual energy and ghost energy!
So much aura!
He immediately wanted to catch them all in his arms, but his mental skills were in vain.
These spiritual energies seemed to be separated from her by a layer, and she could only see them but not touch them.
"What? You draw a pie in front of me, but I can only look at it but not eat it?" Zhu Dan curled her lips.
The light spot trembled and changed rapidly.
It was clearly the flow of spiritual energy, but several clear images quickly flashed before Zhu Dan's eyes: the immortal gods who were worshipped to protect the area, the gloomy and ethereal ghosts who occupied the mountains and acted as kings, and... the weak humans!
When natural disasters and demons cause trouble, people humbly pray to the gods and offer sacrifices.
The emotions that penetrated the picture made Zhu Dan feel that he was watching real history.
Her brows slowly furrowed.
The scene was still changing, and the weak human beings continued to develop and progress. Finally, they united and condensed into a fire that illuminated the chaos. In the firelight, Zhu Dan saw a face.
Her eyes widened. It was Brother Zheng!
The next second the picture disappeared and returned to the world of countless light spots. Zhu Dan's eyes were fixed on the brightest one. Almost instinctively, she felt that it represented Brother Zheng.
Looking at those light spots again, they are completely different from the beginning.
Most of the immortal and ghostly auras had disappeared, replaced by a golden color as bright as the sun that occupied the entire center.
That represents the destiny of the human race.
The light spots changed rapidly and combined into a giant dragon. The brightest one was the dragon ball held in the dragon's mouth, or in other words, the dragon was being pulled by the dragon ball, wandering freely in the sky, no longer bound by any constraints or restrictions.
Freedom, the powerful freedom to control your life.
Zhu Dan's eyes were filled with shock. Even after the image disappeared and his vision returned to the ruined alchemy cauldron in his soul, he couldn't recover for a long time.
She looked at the lucky little dragon who was still diligently repairing the alchemy furnace and couldn't help but murmur, "Did you let me see that scene just now? You are telling me the truth about the world!"
I see.
Zhu Dan thought of the ancient myths. Perhaps in the Spring and Autumn Period, the spiritual energy was also very abundant. Even if those well-known ancient gods were gone, there were still countless immortals and ghosts.
But Zheng Ge ended it all.
As the first emperor of the feudal dynasty, the fortune of the human race began to prosper from him. From then on, humans became the protagonists of this world, and the immortal and ghost paths were barely surviving.
So the spiritual energy also disappeared.
But even without the aura, there is still popularity.
The golden power fed back to Zhu Dan is popularity. She can use it to refine pills and do everything that spiritual energy can do!
Is luck determined by influence? Zhu Dan thought of the giant dragon. Yes, the dragon ball is the brightest and most important, but the dragon is made up of countless tiny points of light.
Anyone with great luck is favored by heaven and earth. Zhu Dan's eyes gradually brightened. This heaven and earth belong to Qin Shi Huang, a pearl who will leave a mark in history, but it belongs even more to the majority of human beings, to the common people!
She was wrong. What she should do at this stage is not to show off her collection of paper to the nobles, but to feed the people!
boom!
Zhu Dan's pupils lit up to the extreme, and in the darkness, the sound of the great way rang out.
She triggered the rarest enlightenment in the world of cultivation, and countless good fortunes rushed down and submerged her completely!
Maybe it was just a moment, or maybe it was a very long time before Zhu Dan finally regained consciousness.
She felt more relaxed and happy than ever before.
The first thing he did was to look at his soul. The cracks on his soul had completely disappeared, but his soul was light and thin, as if it had just been established. Zhu Dan showed disappointment, but was not very surprised.
She had previously felt that her soul was as light as a wisp of smoke that could be dissipated with just a breath.
After experiencing the baptism of luck, she finally became healthy and stronger. At least now it would be much easier for her to subdue Hu Hai's vicious dog and she would no longer vomit blood.
And her body... Zhu Dan clenched his fists, feeling weird.
Although she was still a mortal, she felt completely transformed. The whole world became clearer, just like when she drew Qi into her body.
But when it comes to entering the Qi Refining Stage, she did not see the Dantian, nor the essential spiritual roots in the Dantian.
Don't think that you don't need spiritual roots when cultivating your own alchemy furnace. In fact, the alchemy furnace is more like a filter. It can only temporarily store some spiritual energy. Moreover, this spiritual energy is disposable. Once it is used up, it is gone. In the final analysis, it still has to fall into the dantian.
But now, Zhu Dan felt that the alchemy furnace seemed to have become his own dantian.
She extracted spiritual energy from the alchemy furnace just like she had extracted it from her dantian before. The spiritual energy flowed freely in her body and would not be consumed as long as she didn't want it to.
It's still a one-time thing, but Zhu Dan feels that he can open a few more projects and make a guaranteed profit. Isn't this the same as Dantian?
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