President’s Exclusive Alchemist

The plants of the three herbs that were irrigated with Ming Wuxiang Spiritual Energy for the second time have matured. Ming Wuxiang lowered his head as he bathed in the spiritual energy, swaying the branches and leaves, no longer a common medicine, but Jiulong root, Scrophulariaceae and Guojianglong belonging to the category of spiritual medicine.

There was a proud look on his face. Looking at the world, absolutely no one could be like him. Not only cultivated ordinary medicine into elixir, but also directly ripened it.

"There will be one last time tomorrow morning, Gu Tang's legs will depend on you."

I observed the situation in the back mountain with the naked eye. Except for the fifteen medicinal materials irrigated with spiritual energy, the other medicinal materials only grew two or three centimeters higher, and the breath released by the plants began to gradually differ. It takes a week for the medicinal materials on the mountain to turn into a panacea on the back mountain where the gathering formation is laid. As for maturity, it takes at least a month.

Ming Wuxiang, who is very satisfied with the growth rate of all the herbs, still has a smile on his face when he walks back to the yard at the foot of the mountain.

Walking home, without seeing Gu Tang, Ming Wuxiang glanced in the direction of the second floor, then turned his head and walked towards Grandpa's study on the first floor.

Don't worry about the college entrance examination. The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Yanhuang University can't escape. Ming Wuxiang thinks that if he has time, he can review the various medical records compiled by his grandfather and have opinions.

Ming Wuxiang knows that if he really wants to be engaged in the field of Chinese medicine, even if he has the golden finger of a monk, he has to look more and learn more.

Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and here is not like the world of cultivating immortals, where all kinds of pills are flooded. He can refine the pill, but everything can be solved by the pill, so he doesn't need to go to Yanhuang University so seriously.

Early the next morning, before dawn, when Ming Wuxiang left home, Gu Tang, who was in the guest room, opened his closed eyes.

In the same room as Ming Wu for so long, Gu Tang already knows about Ming Wuxiang’s work and rest, and the time when Ming Wuxiang goes out in the morning is earlier than before. Gu Tang knows that he is just to treat his double Legs are busy.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Gu Tang leaned against the window. He couldn't see Ming Wuxiang leaving. He could only look at the back mountain in the distance under low light.

Ming Wuxiang didn't know that Gu Tang actually woke up so early today. I still chose the highest place in the back mountain to sit down. This is almost a fixed place for Ming Wuxiang to practice daily.

After running the Shennong Art for a big week, the absorbed aura slowly flowed into the dantian from various parts of the body, blending with the aura that was originally entrenched in the dantian, and the aura in the dantian became thicker and richer.

"Under the mountain behind the gathering formation, it is really fast to cultivate."

A few days ago, Ming Wuxiang had already vaguely felt the late stage of Qi refining, and today there is a kind of monk who is almost able to break through to become the late stage of Qi refining.

However, this has caused many mid-qi refining cultivators to be stuck in the mid-qi refining for their entire lives. However, as far as Ming Wuxiang is concerned, there is no need to worry at all. The most taboo for a cultivator like him is impetuous. As long as everything goes with the flow, the level will naturally break through naturally.

Take a deep breath of the cold air that belongs to the top of the mountain in the early morning. If it weren't for the day to be bright, Ming Wuxiang would really want to shout into the distance.

"Ahem, early in the morning, don't be scary." Ming Wuxiang smiled, and turned to the medicine field where the Jiulong root metaphysics and Guojianglong were planted.

With a more vigorous spiritual power, under the precise control of Ming Wuxiang, the leaves on the branches of the Jiulong roots under his hands are constantly unfolding. At this time, if there is an outsider, and seeing the appearance of the Nine Dragon Roots under Ming Wuxiang, one will naturally give birth.

This plant is a wonderful feeling of living. This kind of life, of course, does not describe the life of plants, but of animal life.

That kind of spirituality is difficult to describe with pen and ink, and this is the characteristic of elixir. It can be called a panacea, except for its efficacy, it is definitely different from ordinary medicine.

The five Jiulong roots were thoroughly ripened by Ming Wuxiang. For the harvestable Jiulong roots, Ming Wuxiang pulled them out of the ground very roughly. Fortunately, there are no Chinese medicine doctors present here. If you don't see Ming Wuxiang treat those precious and rare panacea like this, you don't know how heartache is.

This time the roots of Jiulong roots are needed as medicine. Ming Wuxiang carefully checked the roots of the five Jiulong roots on one side, nodded with satisfaction, put them into the white jade space, and then turned to the scrophulariaceae.

The same work, repeat again. The parts where Scrophulariaceae is used as medicine are roots, just like Jiulong root. However, compared to the slender roots of the Jiulong root, the roots of Scrophulariaceae are slightly thicker, and what you need to cross Jianglong is its stem.

After finishing the three elixir, he turned around and walked down the mountain, clearly Wuxiang did not waste time.

When he got home, Gu Tang was already in the lobby, and as last time, breakfast was ready. Ming Wuxiang didn't be polite with Gu Tang either, and immediately sat down to eat after washing his hands.

During the meal, Ming Wuxiang suddenly remembered something, and said to Gu Tang, "Wait I am going to make medicine. If you hear an explosion or something, don't be nervous." Ming Wuxiang worried about the time of medicine making. , Another noise made Gu Tang frightened.

"Like the day before yesterday?" Gu Tang put down the cup in his hand and asked seriously.

When Ming Wuxiang was refining the medicine the day before yesterday, the last suspected explosion from the furnace made Gu Tang really startled outside. If it hadn't been known that Ming Wuxiang was a monk, and there was nothing like black smoke coming out of the pharmacy room, there was only a very faint smell of herbs. Gu Tang, who was outside, would have been able to sit still.

"Correct."

Ming Wuxiang nodded a little embarrassedly. When refining the medicine, he forgot the various sounds that might occur during the process. Although he closed the door of the pharmacy room, he did not set up a soundproof array, and the explosion sound did not go out at all. strange.

Gu Tang nodded, indicating that he knew it, and only said, "Be careful."

"I will, oh, by the way, it may take some time for me to refining medicine. I won't come out for dinner at noon. I will prepare lunch later. You can just take it out and heat it up at noon."

Hearing Ming Wuxiang saying no to lunch, a trace of disapproval was passed in Gu Tang's eyes, but when he thought of the identity of the other party, he could only nod his head.

After making lunch, Ming Wuxiang greeted Gu Tang, who was using his laptop in the lobby, and turned to the pharmacy room.

Gu Tang looked up, waited for Ming Wuxiang's figure to be blocked by the door, and then lowered his head for a while before turning his gaze back to the computer screen.

This time, the display on the computer screen is not Chinese, but a foreign language. Seeing Gu Tang's hands on the keyboard when he was typing on the keyboard, he was not embarrassed by those unintelligible languages.

Ming Wuxiang walked into the pharmacy and saw the medicine furnace in the middle of the room. This medicine furnace was needed for refining medicine during this period, so Ming Wuxiang just cleaned it last time and didn't put it away.

This medicine refining was different from the last time. Last time, Ming Wuxiang could still be refined with the help of ordinary fire and spiritual power. This time, the whole process can only rely on spiritual power. That's why Ming Wuxiang said so that Gu Tang didn't have to wait for him for lunch, because it would take a long time.

If you wait until Ming Wuxiang breaks through, you don't have to be so troublesome to become a monk in the late stage of Qi refining. With the extraordinary golden finger of Shennong Art, he can release the pill fire in the late stage of Qi refining. Although this pill fire was slightly weaker than the pill fire of the base-building period, it was still pill fire.

With the pill fire, Ming Wuxiang is not refining medicine, but can directly refining pill.

Ming Wuxiang took out all the three elixir in the white jade space and put them on the side table. Last time he used the medicine furnace to refine medicine, Ming Wuxiang probably knew how much spiritual power the medicine furnace could withstand.

The matter of how much spiritual power can withstand is very important. You must know that this is just a medicine furnace, not an alchemy furnace, or a mortal artifact. If it has more spiritual power, what should I do if it is directly fried. The stove exploded, and the lost medicinal materials would make Ming Wuxiang very heartbroken.

The three elixir on the side do not need to be dealt with first. This is the difference between elixir and ordinary drugs.

It takes time for all medicines to be collected from the time they can be used. After the elixir is collected, it can be used directly, and this can also prevent the loss of aura, unless it is placed in a special load or a space prop like a white jade space.

Ming Wuxiang once again took out the jade bottle containing the medicine from the white jade space and put it aside. The preliminary work was ready, Ming Wuxiang kept pinching out various fingerings with both hands. Under the guidance of the fingering, a group of fingernails with a cool aura flew into the medicine furnace from Ming Wuxiang's hands.

Groups of small and lovely spiritual power groups were spinning inside the medicine furnace. While Ming Wuxiang stopped his hand, he smashed the Scrophulariaceae on the table with one palm, and then threw the fragments into the medicine furnace.

The originally stable spiritual force group in the medicine furnace began to become irritable when the Scrophulariaceae entered. However, under the control of Ming Wuxiang fingering, only the medicine furnace was slightly shaken.

After putting in the Scrophulariaceae, Ming Wuxiang picked up the Nine Dragon Root again, the spiritual power of his palm was shaken, and the roots of the Nine Dragon Root were shaken into filaments by the spiritual power, and then fell into the medicine furnace.

Originally, the spiritual force group in the medicine furnace began to be in an unstable state because of the increase in Scrophulariaceae, and now with the entry of Nine Dragon Roots, the scene is like the encounter between two hostile armies. It is strange not to fight.

Seeing the increasing frequency of the medicine furnace vibration, Ming Wuxiang did not continue to invest in the final crossing, but pinched out the **** again, and completely separated the two elixir that wanted to be mixed and fight in the medicine furnace.

After the two elixir were separated, the furnace finally calmed down. The two kinds of elixir, one on and one on the other, are blocked by the spiritual power group, looking at the posture of the Chu River and Han Realm.

If it is said that the two elixir can be separated by Ming Wuxiang in the medicine furnace, but they can still be safe, when Jianglong is kneaded into a ball by Ming Wuxiang and put into the medicine furnace.

Even if there is no phase control, the constant crackling sound from a small medicine furnace is frightening. Especially Gu Tang in the hall outside, hearing the voice from the pharmacy, had to stop his work. There was worry in the deep eyes.

In the pharmacy, Ming Wuxiang, who controlled the medicine furnace, heard the sound more clearly. This kind of sound of gang gunfights in suspected police films was directly blocked by Ming Wuxiang.

In fact, Ming Wuxiang's current situation is not very good. If he is using an alchemy furnace, he can relax a little bit, but he is now using a medicine furnace made of common materials.

One carelessness is the result of the fryer.

Ming Wuxiang is not only on his forehead, but also a thin layer of sweat on his back, but these are nothing, the consumption of spiritual power is the big problem.

The only good news is that the back mountain where the spirit gathering formation is arranged has a higher concentration of spiritual energy. When he cultivates there, the spiritual power in his dantian is a lot more, or it is consumed like this this time, it can't be supported at all.

In the medicine furnace, the three elixir were forcibly divided into three directions by Ming Wuxiang, making the originally small internal space of the medicine furnace more crowded, and the elixir in the medicine furnace was forced by Ming Wuxiang. They were separated, but they were unwilling to give up, they must linger with the other two elixir to the end of the world.

Of course you can't let the three elixir mix together now, or I will definitely show you the fryer in the next moment.

As time passed, Ming Wuxiang sweated more on his forehead, and his ruddy face began to turn white, but the brilliance of Ming Wuxiang's eyes became more charming.

The next moment, Ming Wuxiang patted the jade bottle containing the light golden liquid. When the jade bottle flew over the medicine furnace, the jade bottle broke into powder and scattered in all directions, while the light golden liquid in the jade bottle fell directly. Into the medicine furnace.