The plants of the three medicinal herbs that received the irrigation of Ming Wuxiang's spiritual power for the second time had already matured. Ming Wuxiang looked down at the branches and leaves, which were bathed in spiritual energy, shaking slightly. They were no longer mortal medicines, but Nine Dragon Roots, Scrophulariaceae, and Crossing the River Dragon, which belonged to the category of elixir.
A look of pride appeared on his face. Looking at the world, there is absolutely no one like him who can not only cultivate mortal medicines into elixir medicines, but also directly ripen them in three days.
"Tomorrow morning is the last time. Gu Tang's legs depend on you."
I observed the condition of the back mountain with my naked eyes. Except for the fifteen medicinal herbs irrigated with spiritual energy, the other medicinal herbs only grew two or three centimeters taller, and the breath released by the plants began to gradually change. In the back mountain where the Spirit Gathering Formation is set up, it takes a week for the medicinal materials on the mountain to be transformed into elixir, and it takes a month at the fastest to mature.
Ming Wuxiang, who was very satisfied with the growth rate of all the herbs, walked back to the yard at the foot of the mountain with a smile on his face.
Walking home, he didn't see Gu Tang, so Ming Wuxiang glanced in the direction of the second floor, then turned and walked towards the grandfather's study on the first floor.
There is no need to worry about the college entrance examination, Yanhuang University Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine can't escape, Ming Wuxiang thought that while he had time, he could review the various medical records and opinions compiled by his grandfather.
Ming Wuxiang knew that if he really wanted to practice Chinese medicine, even if he had the golden finger of a monk, he would have to read more and learn more.
Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and this place is not like the world of cultivating immortals, where all kinds of pills are flooding. He can refine pills, but everything is solved by pills, so he doesn't have 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.
Having been in the same room as Ming Wuxiang for so long, Gu Tang already has some understanding of Ming Wuxiang's work and rest, and these days Ming Wuxiang's morning departure time is earlier than before. Gu Tang knows that he is just to heal his double Legs are busy.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Gu Tang leaned against the window, unable to see Ming Wuxiang's leaving figure, he could only look at the distant back mountain in the dim light.
Ming Wuxiang didn't know that Gu Tang woke up so early today. He still chooses to sit at the highest place on the back mountain, which has almost become a fixed place for Ming Wuxiang to practice every day.
After running the Shennong Jue for a long week, the absorbed aura slowly flows into the dantian from various parts of the body, blending with the aura originally entrenched in the dantian, and the aura in the dantian becomes thicker and richer.
"Setting up the back mountain of the gathering spirit array, it really is fast to practice."
A few days ago, Ming Wuxiang had vaguely felt the late stage of Qi refining, and today there is a cultivator who is almost able to break through to the late stage of Qi refining.
But this little bit makes many monks in the middle stage of Qi refining stuck in the middle stage of Qi refining all their lives. However, for Ming Wuxiang, there is no need to worry at all. The most taboo of a monk like him who is re-cultivating is impatience. As long as everything goes with the flow, the level will naturally break through.
Taking a deep breath of the cold air that belongs to the top of the mountain in the early morning, if it wasn't for the dawn, Ming Wuxiang really wanted to scream into the distance.
"Ahem, it's early in the morning, so don't be scary." Ming Wuxiang smiled, turned around and walked to the medicine field where Nine Dragon Root Metaphysics and Crossing River Dragon were planted.
With more vigorous spiritual power, under the precise control of Ming Wuxiang, the leaves on the branches of the Nine Dragon Roots under his hand continued to unfold. If there are outsiders at this time, seeing the appearance of the Nine Dragon Root under Ming Wuxiang's hands, a kind of feeling will naturally arise.
This plant is wonderfully alive. This kind of living, of course, does not describe the living of plants, but the living of animals.
That kind of spirituality is hard to describe with pen and ink, and this is exactly the characteristic of elixir. It can be called a panacea, except for its efficacy, it must be different from ordinary medicines.
The five Nine Dragon Roots were completely ripened by Ming Wuxiang. For the Nine Dragon Roots that could be harvested, Ming Wuxiang directly pulled them out of the ground very roughly. Fortunately, there is no Chinese medicine doctor who knows the goods here. If I hadn't seen Ming Wuxiang treat those precious and rare elixir like this, I don't know how heartbroken I would be.
This time, it is the roots that need the Nine Dragon Roots to be used as medicine. Ming Wuxiang carefully inspected the condition of the five Nine Dragon Roots on one side, nodded with satisfaction, put them into the white jade space, and then turned to the Scrophulariae Scrophulariae.
Same job, repeat again. The part of Scrophulariaceae used as medicine is the same as the root of Jiulong. However, compared with the slender roots of Jiulong, the roots of Scrophulariaceae are slightly thicker, and what crossing the river dragon needs is its stems.
After packing up the three elixirs, Ming Wuxiang didn't waste any time, turned around and walked down the mountain.
When he got home, Gu Tang was already in the lobby, ready for breakfast like last time. Ming Wuxiang was not polite to Gu Tang either, and sat down to eat directly after washing his hands.
While eating, Ming Wuxiang suddenly remembered something, and said to Gu Tang, "I'm going to refine medicine later, if you hear something like an explosion, don't be nervous." Ming Wuxiang was worried about refining medicine , and made some noises, it’s not good to frighten Gu Tang.
"Like the day before yesterday?" Gu Tang put down the cup in his hand and asked seriously.
When Ming Wuxiang was refining medicine the day before yesterday, Gu Tang who was outside was really startled by the suspected explosion sound from the medicine stove at the last blow. If he hadn't known that Ming Wuxiang was a monk, and there was no black smoke coming out of the pharmacy room, only a faint scent of herbs, Gu Tang, who was outside, couldn't possibly sit still.
"right."
Ming Wuxiang nodded in embarrassment. He forgot all kinds of sounds that might appear during the refining process. Although he closed the door of the pharmacy, he did not set up a soundproof array, and the sound of the explosion was not heard at all. strangeness.
Gu Tang nodded, indicating that he knew, and only told Ming Wuxiang, "Be careful."
"I will, oh, by the way, it may take some time for me to refine the medicine, and I won't come out for lunch at noon. I will prepare the lunch later, and you can just take it out and heat it up at noon."
Hearing Ming Wuxiang say that he would not eat lunch, a trace of disapproval flashed across Gu Tang's eyes, but thinking of the identity of the other party, he could only nod.
After finishing lunch, Ming Wuxiang said hello to Gu Tang who was using a laptop in the lobby, then turned and walked to the pharmacy.
Gu Tang raised his head, waited for Ming Wuxiang's figure to be blocked by the door, then lowered his head after a while, turning his eyes back to the computer screen.
This time, the display on the computer screen was not Chinese, but a foreign language. Looking at the way Gu Tang typed the keyboard with both hands, he was not at all embarrassed by the incomprehensible language.
Ming Wuxiang walked into the pharmacy, and saw the medicine stove in the middle of the room. This medicine stove was needed for refining medicine during this period of time, so Ming Wuxiang just cleaned it last time, and didn't put it away.
The refining medicine this time is different from the last time. Last time, Ming Wuxiang could use Fanhuo and spiritual power to refine it. This time, he could only rely on spiritual power for the whole process. That's why Ming Wuxiang asked Gu Tang not to wait for him for lunch, because it would take a long time.
If you wait until Ming Wuxiang breaks through, you won't have to worry about becoming a monk in the late stage of Qi refining. With the extraordinary golden finger of Shennong Jue, he can release Danhuo in the late stage of Qi refining. Although this pill fire is slightly weaker than the pill fire of the foundation building period, it is still a pill fire.
With Pill Fire, Ming Wuxiang is not refining medicine, but can directly refine alchemy.
Ming Wuxiang took out all the three elixirs that were placed in the white jade space, and put them on the table beside him. The last time he used the medicine furnace to refine medicine, Ming Wuxiang probably knew how much spiritual power the medicine furnace could withstand him.
How much spiritual power it can withstand is very important. You must know that this is just a medicine furnace, not an alchemy furnace, but a mortal weapon. If there is too much spiritual power, what should I do if it blows up the furnace directly? If the stove blows up, it will blow up, and the lost medicinal materials will make Ming Wuxiang very heartbroken.
The three types of elixir placed aside do not need to be dealt with first, this is the difference between elixir and common medicine.
All medicines can be used from collection to medicine, not to mention the complicated tools, and it takes time. After the elixir is collected, it can be directly used as medicine, and this can also prevent the loss of aura, unless it is placed in a special load, or in a space item like the white jade space.
Ming Wuxiang took out the jade bottle containing the medicine from the white jade space again, and put it aside. The preliminary work was ready, and Ming Wuxiang kept pinching out various fingerings with his hands. Under the guidance of the fingerings, a group of fingernail-sized blobs of spiritual power with cool breath flew into the medicine furnace from Ming Wuxiang's hands.
Groups of small and lovely clusters of spiritual power were spinning inside the medicine stove. Ming Wuxiang stopped his hands, smashed the Scrophulariaceae on the table with his palm, and threw the pieces into the medicine stove.
The originally stable spiritual power group in the medicine stove became irritable when Scrophulariaceae entered. However, under the control of Ming Wuxiang's fingering technique, the medicine furnace only shook slightly.
After putting in the Scrophulariaceae, Ming Wuxiang picked up the Nine Dragon Root again, the spiritual power in his palm shook, and the roots of the Nine Dragon Root were shaken into strands by the spiritual power, and then fell into the medicine furnace.
Originally, the spiritual power group in the medicine furnace was in an unstable state because of the excess of Scrophulariaceae, and now with the entry of Nine Dragon Roots, the scene was like the encounter of two hostile armies, and it would be strange if they didn't fight to the death.
Seeing that the vibration frequency of the medicine stove was getting bigger and bigger, Ming Wuxiang did not continue to invest in the last cross-river dragon, but pinched out his fingers again to completely separate the two kinds of elixir that wanted to mix and fight together in the medicine stove.
After the two kinds of elixir were separated, the medicine stove finally calmed down a bit. Two kinds of elixir, one up and one down, separated by a group of spiritual power, looking like Chuhe Hanjie.
If the two elixir were separated by Ming Wuxiang in the medicine furnace and they could live in peace, when the crossing river dragon was pinched into a ball by Ming Wuxiang and thrown into the medicine furnace.
Even with Mingwuxiang's control, the non-stop crackling sound from the small medicine stove is frightening to hear. Especially Gu Tang, who was in the lobby outside, had to stop his work when he heard the voice from the pharmacy. There was worry in his deep eyes.
In the pharmacy, Ming Wuxiang, who controlled the medicine furnace, could hear the voice more clearly. The sound of gang gunfights in gangster movies 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 what he is using now is a medicine furnace made of ordinary materials.
One inattentiveness is the result of the fryer.
Ming Wuxiang not only had a forehead, but also a thin layer of sweat on his back, but these were nothing, the consumption of spiritual power was the big problem.
The only fortunate thing is that the concentration of spiritual energy is higher in the back mountain where the spirit gathering array is arranged. He practiced there, and the spiritual power in his dantian has increased a lot.
In the medicine stove, the three kinds of elixir were divided into three directions by Ming Wuxiang, which made the inner space of the medicine stove, which was originally small, more crowded. They separated, but they were unwilling to give up, as if they must be entangled with the other two elixir to the end of the world.
Of course you can't mix the three elixir together now, or I'll show you the next moment.
As time passed, Ming Wuxiang sweated more on his forehead, and his rosy face began to turn pale, but the brilliance of Ming Wuxiang's eyes became more and more charming.
The next moment, Ming Wuxiang slapped the jade bottle containing the pale golden liquid with one hand. When the jade bottle flew over the medicine stove, the jade bottle directly burst into powder and scattered in all directions, while the pale golden liquid in the jade bottle fell directly into the air. into the medicine furnace.