162 Immortal Alchemy (1/2)

He knew that only by becoming a Cultivator could he wield the ultimate power of heaven and earth, and dominate and oversee all living things.

But the way of practice for Cultivators was way harder than that of ancient martial arts. It required one to have great innate talent. Every person who could become a Cultivator was certainly a rare genius.

Back then the miracle physician Mo Wen, due to the fact that he never practiced the Cultivation practice method from his youth, ended up missing the opportune time in his life for practice. The result was when he wanted to practice it, he could not achieve Cultivation.

In that world, not being able to achieve Cultivation was his greatest regret. Maybe he could never make up for this regret.

But he felt that something was strange. At the end of the dreamscape, a monstrous beast was chasing him. Later he fell off a cliff. But while he was in midair, a bizarre black hole consumed him. Then he woke up.

What exactly was the black hole? Why would it suddenly appear? Or was it because when he was falling down the cliff, he triggered some prohibitions which caused the black hole to appear?

Three years of learning at the Divine Pill Sect opened Mo Wen up to a whole new world. His worldview was naturally expanding.

He knew that the practitioners of Cultivation could perform many miraculous deeds. They had mastered the secrets to seize all fortunes and to control the heavens and earth.

For example, casting beans on the ground to be transformed into soldiers, touching stones to turn them into gold, reducing miles into inches… these legendary deeds were easy tasks for the practitioners of Cultivation.

On top of that, they also had many incredible items such as magical treasures, magical instruments, panaceas, spell talismans, stratagems, and etc.

That was a world that belonged to the Gods and Goddesses. So it wasn't a peculiar thing to have a black hole consuming Mo Wen when he was falling off the cliff. Perhaps he had unintentionally triggered a prohibition set by a senior Cultivator.

The only thing which befuddled him was what was his fate after falling into the black hole?

Was it possible that during that time, he had died in the black hole? His life in other world had ended; thus, he woke up from the dream?

Mo Wen frowned slightly. He had a feeling that his story in the other world hadn't ended. It wouldn't be as simple as that.

Perhaps, he didn't die. There were still stories that followed; there were still adventures that he didn't know of.

But the dream was disrupted. The only way for him to know and to prove whether there were more subsequent stories was to enter the dream again. Otherwise, the other world was as good as dead for him.

He subconsciously touched the Eight Trigram on his chest. Both times he had entered the dreamscape had to do with the Eight Trigram. What secrets did it hide? Was it possible for him to enter the dreamscape a third time?

Pushing aside the myriad of complicated thoughts in his head, Mo Wen drew back his focus on the matter at hand. Those other matters where too far and too uncertain; thinking too much about these things was useless. It was better to be more concerned about the matters at hand.

For Mo Wen, enhancing his strength was his top priority.

With the three years of experience in the Divine Pill Sect, Mo Wen's thinking was vastly different from before. He knew that if he just cultivated on like he used to, he would not reach the Embryonic Breathing realm even after cultivating for five to six years. Now, he could only find an alternative method.

If this was before, Mo Wen would have no alternative. But after having entered the dreamscape a second time, he had a solution.

His mind was filled with the alchemy techniques that he had learned in the Divine Pill Sect. Compared to the alchemy he knew of before, the difference was heaven and earth. His previous standard could not even be considered alchemy.

But now, he finally knew what alchemy was. After knowing some alchemy arts, this was no mere medical technique but true immortal methods. These were things that only a Cultivator could master.

Based on the many alchemy arts and alchemy recipes, he could concoct many miraculous pills. Even though in the Cultivation world, the pills he could concoct were the most basic of pills and could not compare to the legendary panaceas.

But at his current level, these normal pills were no different from panaceas. To use Cultivator pills on a normal martial arts practitioner, the results didn't need to be elaborated.

The simplest Vigor Pill could improve his cultivation by a large margin. If it was a Vigor Consolidating Pill, he could probably break through to the next level, straight away becoming a Qi Nucleation realm ancient martial art practitioner.

Just thinking about it made Mo Wen burn up with enthusiasm. Back when he was a apprentice in the Alchemy Pavilion, his alchemy arts were still considered decent. Previously he had concocted many Vigor Cultivating Pills and the alchemy master had praised his high comprehensive ability many times. It was a pity he could not practice Cultivation, otherwise his achievements would not be just that.

One Vigor Cultivating Pill was enough to improve the cultivation of a normal martial arts practitioner by twenty years. Back when he broke through to the Golden Elixir realm within three years, he had regularly consumed Vigor Cultivating Pills.

Mo Wen recalled his thoughts. His mind was constantly thinking about what sort of pills he could concoct in his current state. However, after brooding for a long while, he realised that with his current conditions, there were no pills that he could concoct.

There was no other reason other than that the medicinal herbs that could be concocted into pills were all full of spiritual energy accumulated from the heavens and the earth. Many rare medicinal herbs were spiritual medicines. Normal medicinal herbs could not be used to concoct the pills used by Cultivators.

He had no medicinal herbs with spiritual energy around him, so he naturally could not concoct anything.

Mo Wen suddenly recalled the Purplish Blue Flower he had obtained from Yun Xiaoman's house. After becoming a disciple of the Divine Pill Sect, only did he know that the Purplish Blue Flower was no ordinary medicinal herb, but a low grade spiritual medicine with spiritual energy.

The reason why the Purplish Blue Flower had so any uses in the medical field was related to the fact that it had spiritual energy.