Chapter Nineteen: Dan Fang

  "This prescription was originally for Dan furnace Dan Fang, flying Dan law refining, now separated and taken, the efficacy is only one or two percent, the dosage has been modified. In conjunction with Nei Gong medicine method, take 30 pills before practicing, on the 14th to 16th of the lunar calendar, when the moon is bright, you can take it, but stop if it's cloudy or rainy." Old Ye Daifu hesitated and said: "This prescription has not been verified, I dare not open it. You try my medicine first..."

  Nonsense, Wen Fei of course believed in Chen Ni Wan more. Anyway, he had to ask Old Ye to help him prepare the medicine. These medicines were not expensive, but the preparation method was a bit troublesome, so let Wen Fei go again tomorrow.

  Wen Fei returned home, even the proper things were forgotten. Facing the mirror left and right, it was indeed discovered that his lips were red and white... Ah no, it should be a pale face with a hint of green gas, dull eyes, indeed a look of excessive drinking.

  "Huh, why is the Taoist holding a mirror and admiring himself? You're not a woman, what's with the narcissism!" Fat Zhang Yu lay on the sofa, lazily counting his copper coins as he asked.

  He glared at the fat guy, whose face was gleaming with oil and even his forehead seemed to be radiating a joyful glow. Suddenly he felt extremely indignant, with an urge to vomit blood into the sky. Damn it! That dead fatso had been a five-time hero just last night, yet still looked so full of energy today. But what about him? He hadn't even held hands with a girl, and ended up being a fake patient instead. Shit, who could he reason with?!

  Northern Song Dynasty

  Chen Niwan's broken shed, Wen Fei took good wine and told his own affairs.

  At this time, there was no market, Chen Niwan hummed a tune, sipped some wine, and while tightening the barrel, he said to Wen Fei: "The Langzhong you're looking for is still lacking in skill, what you have is clearly a case of misusing yin soul, excessively consuming essence and spirit. It's not a matter of excessive bed activities!" Chen Niwan said casually.

  "Ah!" Wen Fei was both shocked and delighted, delighted that he had finally cleared his name and removed the hat of greed for beautiful women. But what did this misuse of yin souls mean? Did his own yin soul escaping also have a problem?

  "I asked you, where did your soul go wandering when nothing's wrong?" Chen Niwan gave Wen Fei a light glance, and in that glance, his eyes sparkled like electricity, as if he could see through Wen Fei from the inside out.

  Wen Fei cried with a sad face: "It's fun, no physical constraints, free and easy. And can run around everywhere, see some things that are not normally seen..."

  Chen Niwan's face relaxed slightly, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, but his tone remained stern: "You're asking for death, you know that!"

  Many years later, Wen Fei gradually became clear. Many unscrupulous monks specialize in the escape of yin souls and commit crimes. Chen Niwan mistakenly took Fu Shuo as that kind of degenerate monk when he first saw him! Although Wen Fei's behavior, according to the moral ethics of the Northern Song Dynasty, can also be considered a degenerate...

  Wen Fei was startled and asked unclearly: "What's wrong?"

  "Who is your master?" Chen Niwan asked very seriously: "Haven't you even been taught these things?"

  Wen Fei suddenly said in a low voice: "I don't have a master, I just practice blindly according to what's written in the book!"

  "Hush," Chen Niwan's face suddenly turned stern: "You're lucky to be alive, a weak and timid soul. I ask you, what would you do if you encountered an evil spirit? What about other nocturnal spirits, land gods, lonely ghosts, and wild demons that can easily tear you apart? Not to mention thunderstorms, solar eclipses, and lunar eclipses..."

  "Wah" escaped his lips as cold sweat poured down, only then did he feel the fear! He had never thought that a soul's outing would be so fraught with danger.

  "Hmm, I can tell by your appearance that it's not just a simple loss. It seems like you've also had some kind of shock, something that only you know about!"

  Wen Fei suddenly thought of the two stone lions he had encountered, and how they had appeared at the bank entrance. The two ordinary stone lions had become so frightening! He told the story, of course not mentioning that he wanted to go into the bank to take a look around and get a feel for the atmosphere. Instead, he said: "I was wandering in the street when the stone lions by the roadside suddenly came to life and pounced on me, scaring me to death!"

  Chen Niwan sneered coldly: "Consider yourself lucky, otherwise do you think the door gods and stone lions posted at the entrances of those wealthy families' homes are for decoration? These are just ordinary wealthy families, but if it were the imperial court or government offices, there would naturally be imperial aura protecting them. If you dared to set foot in such a place, you'd immediately be beaten until your soul flees!"

  How dangerous is that? Wen Fei's cold sweat burst out again, originally he still had plans to sneak into the government building at night. He even fantasized about having the ability to tease those corrupt officials, now thinking... that would be completely seeking death!

  "Don't think that just because you know a little magic, you can act recklessly. Remember, there are still many dangers in this world!" Chen Niwan's words were full of concern.

  "From now on, even if you kill me, I won't dare to let my spirit escape!"

  Chen Niwan nodded and went into the house, taking out a box: "The medicine inside is the prescription I gave you last time. Take it and use it, this prescription was originally my Taoist family's divine order. It can greatly supplement essence and spirit, strengthen tendons and bones, fortify qi and blood, nourish essence and spirit, and has boundless wonderful uses. But remember not to use this method for evil lustful ways, this is the most important thing."

  Wen Fei gratefully accepted the wooden box and thought to himself: It seems that these days of bringing wine over haven't been in vain.

  He curiously opened the box and saw that the medicinal pills inside were about the size of peanuts, seemingly sealed with wax, and couldn't see what was inside. He wanted to crush one pill to take it, but Chen Niwan stopped him, saying: "Apart from driving out yin souls, have you learned any other Daoyin methods?"

  Mentioning this, Wen Fei felt a bit ashamed. He was a lazy person and the Taoist dynamic qigong exercises, such as standing posts and so on, he thought were too tiring and hadn't practiced them properly. He muttered: "I've studied the Golden Elixir's foundation-building meditation method..."

  "Ah?" Chen Niwan's eyes moved slightly, staring intently at Wen Fei: "Have you studied the art of internal elixir?"

  As soon as the text was spoken, it almost cursed itself for being foolish. At this time, the Northern School had no shadow, and the Southern School was still in a secret transmission stage, with masters and disciples secretly passing on the art. From Zhang Ziyang's lineage to Chen Mudan's hands, it had never been transmitted outside.

  "Haha, just watch me pretend to be stupid!" Wen Fei decided to play dumb.

  "What are you thinking about? What's your thought process?" Chen Niwan's eyes gleamed like electricity, staring at Wen Fei, making him feel uneasy.

  "That's just meditation. Then reverse abdominal breathing, the abdomen naturally retracts inward, and when exhaling, the lower abdomen naturally bulges outward. Sit like this until the yang energy is full, then pick herbs..."