Chapter 98 Alchemy
The cold wind has fallen yellow leaves, and the dead branches are bare.
Although Shang Yunfang is a martial arts practitioner, his injuries have not completely improved and he is still in the recovery stage, so he wears a warm leather jacket, but his movements are not bulky.
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He handed the box in his hand to Chen Ku and said:
"My Medicine King Hall has a total of 124 elixirs and prescriptions, large and small. The most precious elixir is called the 'Five Elements Great Returning elixir', which is a 'sixth grade elixir', corresponding to the sixth grade elixir." Jingwufu..."
Chen Ku nodded and said: "Disciple has heard that this Five Elements Great Rejuvenation Pill can not only bring the dead back to life, but also has the effect of curing all internal and external injuries and increasing one's power. With one pill, you can get thirty years' worth of it." Power initiation..."
"Resurrection from the dead is an exaggeration. Life and death have destiny, and life span is determined by fate. If you want to break through life and death, you have to go against nature and step into the realm of legend. This cannot be achieved with a pill."
Shang Yunfang first denied the most false theory of 'resurrection from the dead', and then said:
"But it is true that it can cure most internal and external injuries and increase the strength for thirty years. It is a pity that it has been more than 150 years since the establishment of Yaowangtang, and the founder of Yaowangtang has successfully refined it once. There are nine pills. Among all the medicine kings in my hall, even the top shopkeeper can only take one pill in his lifetime. Outsiders can't even imagine it, let alone sell it outside. "
"Not even the master is qualified to get one?" Chen Ku asked curiously.
Shang Yunfang shook his head: "If it had been fifty years earlier, it might have been possible, but as of today, the number of Five Elements Great Return Pills will probably not exceed two, and there may even be only one left..."
Chen Ku understood.
With the cold wind blowing on his face, Chen Ku listened to the teachings in the courtyard.
Shang Yunfang said slowly: "The reason I tell you this story is very simple. People in the Medicine King Hall of the past dynasties were able to refine fifth-grade elixirs, but no one can refine the sixth-grade elixir of the ancestor." Pill, this is the tragedy of one generation being inferior to the next... Thatβs why I must find someone who is more talented than me.β
Chen Ku looked at the box in his hand and asked carefully: "What is the prescription in this box?"
He is not narcissistic and bold enough, and the box will contain the sixth-grade elixir prescription.
"There are twenty-four hundred beast elixir prescriptions in our Tujie Academy. Although the quantity is not as good as the other two academies, the quality is not bad at all..."
Shang Yunfang pointed to the box in Chen Ku's arms and said:
"This is a first-grade seven-blood elixir recipe. It uses three kinds of demon blood and four kinds of powerful beast blood, a total of seven bloods. It is also supplemented with seven kinds of marrow and seven kinds of bones, a total of twenty-one veterinary medicines."
Chen Ku opened the prescription and took a look.
Seven Blood Pills.
Among the elixirs, take the blood of black spirit pigeon for 6 liang and 3 qian, 2 cents and 5 cents, the blood of iron-horned deer for 8 liang and 7 cents and 6 cents and 1 centimeter, the blood of blue-feathered eagle for 5 taels... ten kilograms of tiger blood, ten kilograms of leopard blood...
Tiger marrow, ox marrow, deer marrow, ox marrow...
Pangolin bones, elephant bones, leopard bones...
Chen Ku memorized this ratio.
"The most important thing in making elixirs is the ratio. One centimeter less and one cent more will affect the efficacy of the medicine. It will not be able to form an elixir. It is still a small matter. Some medicinal properties conflict with each other. The difference is the balance... Once the balance is broken, it will not form an elixir, but instead Itβs become poisonous.β
Shang Yunfang said to Chen Ku:
"I have prepared twenty-one portions of the twenty-one kinds of raw materials required for these Seven Blood Pills. Now you come into the house with me and grind, powder, prepare, and finally mix them all by yourself. I will see how many errors there are in the preparation of the ingredients for the ten elixirs. If there is one that can perfectly control the quantity of any item, we can try to make elixirs today."
"Well, then I'm going to prepare the medicine first."
After Chen Ku became a disciple, the pharmacy was no longer a forbidden area for him. For more than half a month, he often went to observe the pharmacist making medicine...
However, I have never seen an alchemist making elixirs.
Obviously, most of the identities of alchemists are almost secretly protected in the Medicine King Hall. They do not easily reveal their names to the outside world and keep their names anonymous.
Even Chen Ku doesn't know who are the alchemists who make elixirs for Yaowangtang. He only knows that they do exist. They are usually ordinary masters, or they may even be master chefs in the kitchen.
Identity remains confidential.
Not only for their own safety, but also to ensure that the secrets of Yaowangtang's elixir formulas would not be targeted, kidnapped, and then leaked by anyone.
Therefore, when it comes to alchemy matters, we will not go to the pharmacy to get medicine. They are all granted in private and secretly.
As for the Alchemy Pavilion, half of the masters from the Guard Institute guarded it day and night.
Entered Shang Yunfang's house.
There are a total of fourteen jars and seven big bags on the ground. The bags contain tiger bones, leopard bones, etc...
Some of the contents in the jar are processed blood meal, and some are fresh blood...
There are also small scales and some grinding tools next to it.
Shang Yunfang watched Chen Ku squatting on the ground, while he sat on the Taishi chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and planned to wait slowly.
Chen Ku then started sorting, concocting, and grinding the pills on the ground, carefully weighing them according to the proportions in the pill recipe. Since there was no ready-made Seven Blood Pills for him to refer to, he could only mix Ling'e I changed my mind and made myself more focused to make sure I wouldn't make any mistakes.
With the blessing of spiritual power, Chen Ku once again had the eyes of a golden-eyed eagle...
With his freely adjustable vision, he could distinguish the right amount of blood, marrow, and bone in the smallest places.
Shang Yunfang gave Chen Ku a day.
While sitting and drinking tea, I was also observing Chen Ku, wondering if he was running out of time.
After all, making sure that the ratio of elixirs is exactly right is a delicate job that requires slow work...
Still ten copies in total.
Even when he first refined this elixir back then, it took him three days and three nights to prepare a perfect portion.
But he also expected Chen Ku to be better than himself.
Shang Yunfang soon discovered something was wrong with Chen Ku.
"Wait...he..."
Without paying attention, he saw Chen Ku crushing the bones into powder and then started preparing medicine.
That serious concentration, as well as the motionless and steady fingers and the medicine spoon, were so strange that it seemed to Shang Yunfang that it was his late alchemy master who was dispensing the medicine...
His master, a late fifth-grade alchemy master from Yaowangtang, had successfully refined three fifth-grade elixirs, and mastered sixty elixir prescriptions from Yaowangtang in his lifetime. The treasure of the hall.
However, the old man has been dead for thirty years.
A trance.
Shang Yunfang seemed to see the old master dispensing medicine here again, with such a steady hand and such a serious and focused expression, as if he was completely absorbed in the matter of dispensing medicine.
He unconsciously began to recall the memories of dispensing medicine in the pharmacy when he was a young apprentice.
Old people often think about the past, and their memories turn yellow.
Suddenly, Chen Ku's voice woke up Shang Yunfang, who had been stuck in memories for who knows how long.
"Master, I've finished matching, ten copies. Look, there seems to be nothing wrong. All ten copies can be used."
Shang Yunfang regained consciousness slightly and fell into a trance.
"Oh, the match is finished..."
He stood up slightly.
suddenly,
He raised his head and looked at Chen Ku as if he had heard wrongly:
"What did you just say? Shifen? Nothing wrong?"
Shang Yunfang couldn't believe it and felt that his ears were broken.
But when Chen Ku turned sideways slightly and moved away from the table behind him, he saw a total of ten large jars on the table, including the raw materials for ten Seven Blood Pills.
Shang Yunfang actually smelled a faint smell of blood pills, but she still immediately went to the ten large jars and looked at them one by one.
Among the ten large jars, there were already ten pots of medicine syrup, with a faint golden layer floating on the blood.
"This is actually a golden ratio..."
Shang Yunfang couldn't believe it. This was the golden ratio that could only be achieved when the Seven Blood Pills were perfectly matched. Only in this way would the Seven Blood Pills be refined not as blood red, but as a light golden red.
Only then can it be called "elixir".
"You, how did you do it?" Shang Yunfang's voice trembled with excitement.
Chen Ku said implicitly: "Just concentrate a little more, look more carefully with your eyes, and be gentler with your hands, and it will be done..."
Who gave him the eyes of an eagle, the nose of a dog, and the mental power of an extra person?
"Is it that simple?" Shang Yunfang murmured: "Is it that simple?"
At this moment, he looked at Chen Ku again...
Something about him.
If a disciple is not as good as a teacher, what is the use of keeping him?
If a disciple is stronger than his master, what's the use of keeping him?
He was eighty years old this year, and he finally accepted a disciple like Chen Ku. What he wanted in his heart was to teach his disciple everything he knew.
If a disciple fails to live up to expectations and cannot learn, what is the use of his experience and inheritance? You can only bring it into the coffin.
But if his disciples were stronger than him, what would he do with them? He wanted to chase them with things and feed them all!
"Come on, let's go make alchemy now!"
Shang Yunfang felt that the blood all over her body was heating up.
The first time he mixed medicine, he was able to prepare ten parts of the golden elixir. He was a natural born 'pharmacist'.
If we could put these golden-ratio medicines into the elixir furnace, we could refine the impurities, condense the essence, collect the essence of fire, and gather them into one pill.
Then Medicine King Hall, wouldnβt it be necessary to have an additional alchemist who is only seventeen years old? !
Shang Yunfang hurriedly led Chen Ku and these ten jars of original medicine to the most secret alchemy pavilion of Yaowang Hall, which contained six large alchemy furnaces.
Opened the smallest alchemy furnace.
"The most important thing in alchemy is fire. The fire used under this alchemy furnace is not ordinary charcoal or coal, but a kind of 'fire stone' produced in the volcano. After burning, it can burn for up to ten days. The fire power Stable... To refine the Seven Blood Pills, you need to go back and forth between Wenhuo and Wuhuo seven times. It is written on the elixir recipe when to use Wenhuo and when to use Wuhuo... Come and try it."
Shang Yunfang said expectantly:
"Pour all the original medicine through these ten holes, and the inside of the alchemy furnace will turn over and over again. Whether it can finally become an elixir depends on tomorrow morning."
Chen Ku did as he was told.
Then, this night was spent in the alchemy room.
Shang Yunfang accompanied Chen Ku and asked him to pay attention to the elixir prescription, when to fan the fire to become a strong fire, and when to turn the fire to a gentle fire.
the next day.
The golden rooster croaks.
"Okay, let's turn on the stove and take a look."
