[Chapter 44: Done (II)]
The medicinal materials put into the pot were originally enough for ten manna pills, but it required the help of a great pharmacist like Ganning Frost to fully exert the medicinal properties and refine ten manna pills.
For a first-grade pharmacist, being able to refine three pieces is already considered a success.
Feng Ziyue started for the first time, and he was able to divide six Dan embryos, no matter how many he could succeed in the end, this kung fu was self-taught, and he was able to sway freely, and Ganning Frost was greatly appreciated.
"Could it be that this kid can really pass the test of a pharmacist for the first time?"
Gan Ningshuang put away the innate elixir in her hand, and began to be full of anticipation for Feng Ziyue's movements.
The first difficulty of refining medicine is to separate the medicinal properties, Feng Ziyue has successfully completed, but the next step is all to test patience, experience and meticulousness.
The more you become a pill at a time, the higher your own sensing and control requirements.
Although it was only a first-grade elixir, Feng Ziyue also felt that its medicinal properties were entangled, and the mysteries were magical—at this time, if you think about the blood refining method in turn, you will know the magic of this secret method.
Relying on the condensation of one's own blood into the Five Treasures, and through the spirituality of blood, the self-blending of medicinal properties is so strange and miraculous that I don't know how powerful the Great Medicine Master came up with this method.
However, although this method is opportunistic, in order to refine a stronger elixir, in the final analysis, it is still necessary to rely on one's own sensing and control of medicinal properties, which is the pharmacist's kung fu.
Feng Ziyue knew in his heart that in the process of refining this manna pill, he was not blindly pursuing success, but just taking this opportunity to sense spirituality and exercise his control.
is so unintentionally inserted into the willows, but it is in line with the mysterious realm between the unintentional and intentional in the way of alchemy.
I saw that the six Dan embryos, under the control of his Xuan Qi, kept spinning, and from time to time magazines were squeezed out and fell in the pot or on the flames, emitting a burst of smoke.
Between the rotation of the embryo, it gradually took on a shape, and the color became lighter and lighter, and the original burnt black gradually faded down, showing a dreamlike milky white.
"Tsk, you can refine it like this...... Six copies of Dan embryos, at this point, even if the last one is not successful, the wind boy, a first-class pharmacist, is also qualified!"
Gan Ningshuang took a sip of wine and cocked her thumbs up.
"It's a bit of a talent...... Just like Brother Ram...... Phew!" she spat on the ground, "These sword-wielding sons are really capable of anything, and if they are not enough, their temper is too stinky!"
She muttered, but there was a hint of joy on her face.
Feng Ziyue saw that the pill was formed, and he knew that it had reached a critical moment, whether the test of this pharmacist could succeed or not, in this move, he snorted lightly, his feet were differentiated, his knees were bent, he stood extremely firmly, and the shovel in his hand turned faster and faster, conjuring up a misty glow.
"Using a sword into medicine? It's a shame that he can figure it out!"
Gan Ningshuang laughed, Feng Ziyue's technique of wielding a shovel, the sword intent was awe-inspiring, and it was clearly changed from a set of extremely clever swordsmanship. Gan Ningshuang is also a great expert in martial arts, and he can recognize the immortal swordsmanship created by a Renxia decades ago, with a little vitality in the swordsmanship, which is superb and exquisite, but does not harm people's lives.
I don't know what kind of expression the old-timers who created this set of swordsmanship will have when they know that someone in the future will use his swordsmanship to refine medicine.
But this change in swordsmanship is suitable for this way of refining medicine.
Before Cheng Dan, the medicinal properties were mixed, and if there was a slight deviation, it would be abolished immediately, and the little vitality of this sword technique and the conditioning of the medicinal properties turned out to be quite miraculous.
"Amazing!"
At this moment, Gan Ningshuang already knew that Feng Ziyue's refining of medicine would be successful this time, and he was ingenious and used the way of swordsmanship to enter the method of refining medicine, which can be said to be an unborn genius, and a mere first-class pharmacist was just the starting point of his pharmacist.
Gan Ningshuang's applause sounded, but Feng Ziyue was engrossed and unmoved, the shovel in his hand became slower and slower, and the speed of the rotation of the six pills floating in the air also slowly decreased, and finally with a poof, one of the Manna Pills stopped rotating and fell from the air.
Feng Ziyue's empty left hand was swift, he took a jade plate from the case, caught the pill steadily, and kept spinning, and then the remaining five also fell into the jade plate one after another, making a tinkling sound.
"It's done!"
It took half a day, and these six manna pills have been completed, and the test of the first-class pharmacist should have passed!
Feng Ziyue couldn't help but smile, this time he used ordinary methods to refine pills, which gave him a leaps and bounds understanding of the way of refining medicine.
On paper, I finally feel shallow, and I never know that I have to do it!
After doing it again, I suddenly had a deep understanding of the spiritual statements of those mysterious drugs in my heart. In the process of refining medicine, he coincidentally entered the realm of no one and no self, and its medicinal properties were dense, although it could not be expressed in words, but it was clearly inducted.
After that, let him use the blood refining method again to refine the four-grade spirit pill, no problem!
In this way, before the wind Zheng Dabi, you can retreat for a while!
"Congratulations," Gan Ningshuang came over with a smile, grabbed his arm affectionately, kneaded it for a while, and touched his head, face and shoulders, and sighed in admiration, "I really didn't see it, I was thin and weak, but my bones were strange, and I was a genius in refining medicine!"
Feng Ziyue was embarrassed by her touch, and retracted with a wry smile, but the teacher ignored it completely and touched it happily.
"It's a pity, it's a pity!"
She sighed, "If it weren't for the rules of the sect, I would really like to accept you as the heir to the mantle - it's a pity that I have long thought that the inheritance of this sect should be extinct when I do!"
"Huh?" Feng Ziyue was taken aback, on the Tianwu Continent, inheritance is the most important. No matter what school or faction, no matter how bad this kung fu method is, he always wants to pass it on to future generations, whether it is his grandfather Feng Tianhe, or his teacher Ram Xi, he wants to pass on his skills to future generations.
Medicine Shura Ganning Frost can be regarded as the most outstanding pharmacist in the Ming Kingdom, her blood refining method is already magical mysterious, and the inheritance must be extraordinary, but I didn't expect the meaning in her mouth to want the inheritance to be extinct?
If it is a powerful and vicious martial art, she has a pure temperament and does not want to pass it on to future generations, and there is some truth - but what she inherits is the medicine that lives the lives of people in the world, why is she not willing to pass it on?
Regarding Feng Ziyue's question, Gan Ningshuang just shook her head and looked up at the window.
Feng Ziyue refined the medicine for half a day, and at this time the sky was already dusk, a crescent moon loomed in the sky, and the tired birds returned to their nests, making a burst of wails.
"I can save the people of the world, but I can't save myself? What is the effect of such a medicinal technique?" Gan Ningshuang sighed lightly, his face haggard.
Feng Ziyue's heart tightened, and he intuitively felt that he had grasped the key point of what happened back then!