When I took time to check my mailbox, I found two invitations. A letter from the therapeutic pharmacist certification body, inviting her to participate in the promotion assessment. Generally, after graduating from a university, a third-level certificate will be issued. If you want to be promoted to a higher level, you must go to the corresponding institution for assessment.
An Xian was not interested in the promotion assessment, so he skipped it at a glance and turned to another invitation letter.
This invitation letter is from the Treasures Pharmacy Research Association, and the time is tomorrow. The Treasures Research Association is an exchange activity organized by several well-known therapeutic pharmacists. It is held twice a year and invites pharmacists and therapists from all over the country to discuss the difficult problems encountered in medicine. However, it is not these that really attract the attention of leisure, but another content of the research society: the appreciation of rare medicinal herbs.
Anxian now lacks everything except rare herbs. In fact, many medicinal herbs were not rare in the era of self-cultivation, but due to the loss of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, a large number of medicinal herbs withered and disappeared, resulting in many medicinal herbs that were not rare became rare.
The processed herbs cannot be upgraded, but as long as she gets the seedlings, she can grow better quality herbs.
An Xian accepted the invitation of the seminar without hesitation. The invitation card will be delivered tomorrow, and the event will also be held tomorrow. If there is no accident, she should be able to arrive before the opening.
While she was thinking about it, she suddenly felt an itch on her cheek. She looked back and saw a vine stretched out from the window and rested on her shoulder. She noticed An Xian's gaze. A small yellow flower appeared in front of her eyes.
An Xian smiled and said, "Are you blooming?"
Wu Liuteng conveyed joy and pride to her, and said that she would give her the first little yellow flower she opened.
"Thank you." An Xian picked off the little yellow flower, put it in his nose, smelled it, and praised, "It's really fragrant."
Wu Liuteng danced happily a few times, then retreated to the window contentedly, and continued to lie on the wall to enjoy the sunbathing.
When An Xian woke up the next day, the vines of Wu Liuteng were full of small yellow flowers, like golden agates, covering the entire wall, swaying in the wind, full of vitality.
He Rin and Feituo were also amazed when they saw the beauty of the wall full of flowers. Feituo couldn't help but want to pick a small yellow flower, but as soon as his hand reached halfway, he was swept away by a whip.
Touching the back of his hand that was slapped red, Feituo reluctantly stepped aside, still muttering, he had never seen such a bad-tempered plant.
After living here for a period of time, Feituo admired Anxian's talent in planting, but all the plants she cultivated will not change. He has also seen a lot of plants with spirituality, but compared to the maverick flowers and plants of An Xianjia, those can hardly be called "spiritual".
An Xian walked out of the room and said to He Rin, "I'm going to participate in the precious medicine research meeting, and come back later."
"Let Feituo drive you. If you encounter any problems, he can help you solve it." The Treasure Pharmacy Research Association generally only invites healing pharmacists above level 5. Anxian is currently only level 3. He Rin is worried that he will suffer. Let Feituo follow.
An Xian didn't refuse, he got into the car neatly, and asked Feituo to take him to the meeting place of the seminar.
He Rin really wanted to send him off in person, but it was a little inappropriate for him to appear rashly on that occasion.
The car traveled for two hours, and when it arrived at the destination, the activity had already started, and it was dozens of minutes late.
After verifying the invitation card, An Xian entered the hall of the venue under the guidance of the staff, and Feituo was waiting outside the door.
There are more than a dozen column-shaped showcases on display in the hall. Different medicines are placed on the showcases. There are electronic signs on the platform below the medicines. Just click on the signs to browse the information of the medicines.
There are three or five people around each showcase, either chatting or dialectical, and no one pays attention to the arrival of peace.
Walk freely in front of the showcases and check the information of these medicines one by one. Fifteen kinds of precious medicines, only one of which has a level of 1-star god, and most of the rest are between 2-star top-grade and 3-star top-grade.
There is only one empty bottle on the display case where the 1-star god product is placed. It was carefully refined by a level 9 pharmacist thirty years ago. After that, no healing pharmacist has refined a god. Taste.
Anxian carefully browses its information: Fuling Baodan, a 1-star divine product, can repair S-level mental damage, improve mental power level and physical fitness, enhance five senses, and prolong life by 10 years.
The following is the basic formula and refining method of this potion, followed by the master's life.
His glory began and ended with this potion. The Rejuvenating Treasure Pill may not be too tempting for mid-level and low-level spiritual power enhancers, but it is of great significance for S-level powerhouses. As long as they take a Resurrection Pill, they may break through the limits of human beings and reach the legendary super S-level realm of heaven and man.
However, the strong contended, and in the end it ended bleak. The Fuling Baodan was destroyed, the master was killed, and seven S-rank powerhouses were killed and five injured.
Seeing this, An Xian couldn't help sighing, and at the same time, he felt a little cautious in his heart. In her opinion, this Rejuvenating Treasure Pill is at most a primary spiritual product, and its medicinal properties are only 1 star, so the sequelae may not be small. But even so, it also attracted competition from all parties and brought about murder. [Anxiety's drug grade: Fanpin-Spiritual Product (Elementary, Intermediate, Advanced)-Xianpin (Elementary, Intermediate, Advanced)-Sacred Product]
In the future, when her cultivation level improves and she can refine spiritual medicines, especially those related to advanced human beings, she must carefully consider them, and she must not release them rashly without sufficient strength.
At this time, she also realized He Rin's original intentions. Signing a contract with her to only prepare psychotropic drugs for him within three years has largely prevented her from causing unnecessary trouble because of her own randomness.
Times are different, this is no longer the era of self-cultivation, and what she has in her hands is enough to shake the world.
An Xian suddenly had a thought in An Xian's heart. The era of self-cultivation more than a thousand years ago has been destroyed, leaving a world with depleted spiritual energy, unbalanced power, and faulty inheritance. Everything starts from scratch. As the only surviving monk today, why can't he create a new one. Cultivation era? She doesn't need to guide the world to cultivate, she just needs to continuously cultivate spiritual grasses, and then transport them all over the world to nourish a fertile soil and refill the depleted world's spiritual energy.
Life is long, in addition to cultivation, you always have to find an interesting goal for your life.
Anxian's heart suddenly became clear, the brilliance in his eyes flowed, and the whole body exuded vitality.
After seeing the rare medicinal herbs in the main hall, An Xian walked towards the courtyard-style greenhouse displaying rare medicinal herbs.
In the greenhouse of about 300 square meters, there are forty or fifty medicinal herbs, most of which are rare varieties that are rarely seen on the market. Although their rarity did not meet An Xian's expectations, it also brought her a lot of surprises. It is a pity that the cultivation method is improper, causing many herbs to lose their original characteristics.
For example, the silk-wrapped grass in front of her eyes, if she hadn't seen the name on the sign, she would have hardly recognized it.
In the era of self-cultivation, the body of the silk-wrapped grass is like a jade tree, and the stem is like silk. Their way of reproduction is to sprinkle seeds in the air and go downwind. The thinner the stem, the higher the seed survival rate.
But looking at this plant in front of me, the stem is as thick as a finger, so "bloated" that it can't bear to look directly at it, let alone floating, it is difficult to swing it.
Silkworm is a very slender plant. If it is wise now, I wonder if it will choose to cut itself off because it is too fat
An Xian looked at this "fat" silky grass with some distress, and wondered if it was possible to bring a section of the stem back to cultivate it.
"Roy." While thinking about it, he heard a somewhat unfamiliar voice behind him.
An Xian turned his head to look, and immediately recognized the identity of the person, it was Ji Jingze who won the third place in the pharmacist competition.
"Hello." An Xian greeted.
"I thought you wouldn't come." Ji Jingze stared at him intently. In fact, he had noticed him from the moment he entered the hall, but instead of going up to say hello immediately, he stood not far away to observe him.
He did not participate in the discussions of other healing pharmacists. He checked the drug information silently, his expression was focused, and he was quiet and elegant, as if he was a world of his own.
Such a person is truly disgusting. Ji Jingze thought so at the time.
Following him into the greenhouse, Ji Jingze finally couldn't help but speak when he saw him staring at the silkworm grass.
"Thank you for your invitation." An Xian thanked him.
"No." Ji Jingze replied with a blank face. He sent the invitation letter with no good intentions at all. He just wanted to have a test with him and see his strength with his own eyes.
"Are you interested in this silk-wrapped grass?" Ji Jingze asked.
"Well, yes, I wonder if there are any seedlings for sale?"
Ji Jingze replied: "There are basically no seedlings for the herbs displayed at the research conference. If you want, I can ask for you."
"Thank you so much." An Xian smiled at him.
"Don't be too busy to thank you, I have conditions to help you."
"you say."
"Take a trip to the Medicine Valley with me, I want to have a test with you there." Ji Jingze directly stated his intention without any foreshadowing.
"Competition?" An Xian wondered, "Why do you suddenly want to compete with me?"
"I know that you are Yun Lin. The medicine you made has shined in military offensive and defensive competitions. I want to know if you really have this strength."
An Xian really didn't want to compare with him, it was no different from bullying a child.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ji Jingze added, "As long as you promise to compete with me, no matter whether you win or lose, I will help you get the seeds of the silkworm grass."
"What's the point of this kind of competition?" An Xian said slowly, "The first is diligence, the second is stability, and the second is talent. The first two determine the proficiency and safety of the drug, and the latter determines the upper limit of the quality of the drug. Instead of testing the level of the drug, it is better to test the stability, safety and efficacy of the finished drug."
Ji Jingze's talent is very good. With time, he may be able to become a great master, but he is too vigorous and easy to break.
Anxian's tone involuntarily carried a hint of guidance, which made Ji Jingze's heart full of disgust.
He asked coldly, "I just want to know, are you willing to compete with me?"
An Xian looked at him for a while, then shook his head: "You are not qualified to challenge me now."
Ji Jingze's face changed slightly, and he said sullenly: "Roy, you are only a third-level therapist with a mental power of D, and I am a fifth-level pharmacist with a mental power of B. Why do you speak madly in front of me?"
An Xian stood with his hands behind his back, with a light expression on his face: "Do you know why I said you were not qualified?"
"Why?" Ji Jingze glared at him.
"I have been involved in medicine since I was 12 years old. I study for more than 15 hours a day. The number of medicinal materials that I have prepared by myself is no less than millions. After ten years of hard work, I crossed the field of C-level with D-level mental power and refined it. A mid-grade medicine that surpasses your own limits. And you, with an extremely talented B-level spiritual power, have been under the influence of the master since you were a child. How long did you spend studying every day? How many medicinal materials did you concoct yourself? What is the quality of the best finished drug refined?" A series of questions left Ji Jingze confused.
Anxian was talking about Roy's experience, not herself. In terms of hard work, even she would not dare to say that she worked harder than Roy.
"Ji Jingze, I'm not a genius, but I have done what a genius like you can't do. How can you challenge me like this?" An Xian said mercilessly, completely different from her usual style. . Because she suddenly wanted to try this person's personality, if she was a plastic talent, it might be helpful to her in the future. After all, she has just set a grand goal to lead flowers and herbs to rule the world, and she always needs the help of a few people in the medical field.
No way, who asked Ji Jingze to provoke her at this time? The so-called meeting is fate, so let them chat happily about life.