Chapter 1953: school
I became emperor, Goldfinger came Chapter 1953 Genre
Chu Feng called Yaoyao and asked Yaoyao about the Holy Land on Earth in ancient times.
Yaoyao rolled her eyes and understood what Chu Feng was thinking.
Coincidentally, after understanding Chu Feng's thoughts, Yaoyao also had her own thoughts.
In order to realize her idea, Yaoyao sneaked away and found a corner where no one was around, ready to "point and point" Chu Feng.
"There are two schools of refining medicine. Which school do you want to learn?" Meng Chuan ignored Yaoyao and was about to teach Wang Jing how to refine medicine.
"Which two schools?" Wang Jing asked.
"One is the primitive alchemy school." Meng Chuan explained:
"This school doesn't pay much attention to medicine refining skills, and doesn't have high requirements for pharmacology, medicine refining attainments, etc. It's enough to know a little bit."
"Then how does this school refine medicine?" Chu Zhiyuan fell into confusion.
Only understands the basics of medicine, and has a little knowledge of refining medicine, isn't this an apprentice of refining medicine?
How can it become a major alchemy school?
"Relying on one's own strength, force the various medicinal materials to react, command the power of heaven and earth, and use the law to assist, resolve the conflicts between all medicinal materials, as well as possible accidents during the refining process, and finally forcibly form a pill."
Meng Chuan explained in a very calm tone:
"Whether you can refine medicine into pills or not, the level of medicine refining is not important, and medicine refining skills are not important, only strength is the most important thing."
"You can't make a pill, it's just that your strength is not enough."
"Making great strength into pills, vigorously producing miracles, without any bells and whistles, only the most primitive power is required."
"The field can also be used to refine medicine, mobilize the general trend of the world, temper the medicinal materials, and forcefully blend them together. After eliminating all hidden dangers, the pill will become fragrant."
"All means are just appearances, they are not important, they can be replaced at any time, only power is fundamental."
"This is the original school of refining medicine. You don't need to spend a lot of time learning the knowledge of refining medicine, and spend a lot of money buying medicinal materials to practice. You can do it by hand."
"How about it, want to learn?"
"..."
Chu Zhiyuan and Wang Jing were obviously shocked.
As Mengxin on the road of evolution, although their cultivation base is close to the ultimate saint, they are really Mengxin.
They had never been exposed to the knowledge of refining medicine before, and it was only when Lin Nuoyi transformed into Xiao Yan, from a layman, into the field of refining medicine step by step, that he opened the door to a new world.
Now the original school of refining medicine introduced by Meng Chuan to them is tantamount to a "slight" impact on the concept of refining medicine that they had just shaped.
"Lao Meng, is there a possibility that this is not a serious method of refining medicine?" Chu Zhiyuan said hesitantly.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Meng Chuan shook his head and denied.
"This is the most serious method of refining medicine. Everyone in this world does it like this."
"Are you questioning the mainstream?"
"Don't dare." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, but he still felt very strange, just very strange.
"What about the other genre?" Wang Jing asked.
"The other school is like Douqi Continent." Meng Chuan said in a disdainful tone:
"It takes time. You need to practice a certain medicine refining step over and over again to learn pharmacological knowledge."
"It takes energy. Every time you refine medicine, you must concentrate on it, put all your energy into it, do your best, and use a specific medicine refining technique at a specific time without any slack."
"It costs money. Every time you practice refining medicine, you have to spend money to buy medicinal materials. From contacting a pill to the final one, there is a high probability of becoming a big one. I don't know how much wealth it will cost."
"It is difficult to get started, it requires energy attributes, mental strength, and concentration. It is more difficult to master."
"From getting started to entering the soil, you may not be able to become a third-grade alchemist."
"You can't go far without the teacher's teaching, you can't go far without Dan Fang, and you can't go far without the strange flame."
Meng Chuan shook his head, "No dog can learn this genre."
"Also, in the world of Little Underworld and beyond, the first genre is the mainstream, and the second is heresy!"
Chu Zhiyuan and Wang Jing felt that things were becoming more and more strange.
"Then what school do you belong to, Lao Meng?" Chu Zhiyuan asked a key question.
"Me, I know a little bit about both genres."
"..."
"Didn't you say that dogs don't even learn the second genre?" After Wang Jing finished speaking, she wanted to say something, but she hesitated.
"Yeah, dogs don't even learn, but I'm human." Meng Chuan said as a matter of course:
"How can humans and dogs be the same?"
"It's impossible to restrain yourself with the principle of a dog."
This is quite reasonable...
"How about it? I'll teach you what you want to learn." Meng Chuan asked.
Wang Jing fell into deep thought, analyzing Meng Chuan's introduction to the two schools, and finally, Wang Jing realized.
"I want to learn both."
Meng Chuan smiled when he heard the words, a child can be taught.
Is this a multiple choice question?
Never!
At this time, Yaoyao also returned to Meng Chuan and the others, with a happy smile on her face.
"What did you talk nonsense with Chu Feng?" Meng Chuan felt that Yaoyao laughed wickedly.
"Guide the lost lamb." Yaoyao was dissatisfied with Meng Chuan's description, "How can it be said to be nonsense?"
"He asked me where there would be ancient inheritances. I told him everything I knew and showed him the way. That's okay, right?"
"You can help me give him advice on how to bring me a daughter-in-law back." Wang Jing said from the side, still thinking about the important events of Chu Feng's life in her heart.
After graduating from university and leaving school, in the minds of parents, their children have reached the age suitable for marriage and childbearing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In their twenties, they have not yet found a girlfriend, and they are obsessed with communicators or anything else.
Rebel!
Uncle Wang from the house next door has all grandchildren in his arms.
Chu Feng has obviously been classified as a rebellious son, because his nature is particularly bad.
"I can't do anything." Yaoyao flew up shaking her head.
I have experienced so much with five stunning girls, but there is no spark or chemical reaction.
She can only say that there is no hope, just wait for death.
Meng Chuan handed Wang Jing a book that smelled like ink and seemed to have just been printed.
"This is what I have learned all my life in the process of refining medicine, and I will leave it to you today."
"This is a very ancient tradition of refining medicine. It has been passed down from generation to generation. After me, it has been carried forward."
"Now I pass it on to you."
Wang Jing took the book of inheritance, glanced at it, and then looked at Meng Chuan with complicated eyes, hesitating to speak.
Don't get me wrong, Wang Jing wasn't moved, but really had a problem in her heart but didn't know where to spit it out.
Because she saw a line of words in this ancient medicine refining secret book that was inherited by Meng Chuankou.
Produced by Daojie Printing Factory.
What a printing house is, of course she knows, although the earth has entered the post-civilization era, there are also printing houses.
So here comes the problem.
Which family's inheritance, or the kind that has been passed down from generation to generation, is it wholesale printed in a printing factory?
She didn't know where the Daojie Printing Factory was and what it had to do with Meng Chuan.
But is this reasonable?
The worst part is that the ink on it is not dry yet.
Wang Jing just touched the words on the cover, and the words were blurred, and black ink was also stained on her hands.
Can I be more perfunctory...
