When I swallowed a golden elixir, I realized that my fate was not determined by fate!
Chen Yu muttered, opened the cauldron, and took a spoon to scoop the pills onto a plate before the heat had dissipated.
Orthodox alchemy cauldrons usually have a small mouth for spitting elixir on the outer edge of the fire port on the side, which can be opened and closed. However, his cauldron does not have this, so he can only take the initiative to get it.
Put it in front of your eyes and look at it carefully.
The elixir is pitch black, and the surface is stained with medicinal dregs. It doesn't actually look round at this point, and some places are even convex and sunken, with pits and pits.
The alchemy master looked at it and shook his head.
"Low-grade." Chen Yu didn't think he could refine the top-grade elixir mentioned in the elixir book in one go - flawless, perfect!
And looking at the alchemy records, it is normal for the present kind of elixir to appear in the elixir. On the contrary, within the alchemy sect, after being cast with lead and mercury, supplemented by superb techniques that have been studied for hundreds of years, the probability of the treasure elixir appearing is greater.
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"At least it's become a pill."
He was quite satisfied. This was the first time he made elixirs according to the elixir book. At first, he thought that there would be "drug powder", "mush", etc., but at least it was eye-catching.
Even if it is indeed a bit ugly.
After blowing to cool it, twist a piece and put it into your mouth. Drink it with water and swallow it with a slurp.
It doesn't melt in your mouth, it's dry and has a strong bitter taste. But it's better than peach blossom, that's what really tastes bad.
"Oh, I forgot to give Brother Chicken and Greedy Deer a try first!"
If he was following the prescription, he wouldn't need to do this, but he did devote a lot of mental energy in the process and successfully squeezed some spiritual liquid into it.
In fact, the prescription for the elixir records that the elixir should be red, and his black color should be due to the effect of the spiritual fluid. I don't know whether it is a change in the potency of the medicine or just a change in color.
Forget it, just eat it.
Chen Yu thinks the problem shouldn't be big...probably.
However, there was no reaction in the abdomen for a while, and there was no feedback after the operation of Hu Ling Qiang, as if the elixir entering the stomach had completely disappeared.
This time it was really my fate that was not up to me.
Following God's will, Chen Yu packed up the alchemy furnace. He was using a lot of mental energy now, and the fire environment was indeed more intense than usual. Every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be burned as soon as the mental energy entered it. Fortunately, he succeeded in the end...
...should succeed.
This time the spiritual liquid did not dissipate, but was kneaded into the medicinal materials by him. Even if it didn't work, it would be equivalent to drinking two more sips of spiritual liquid.
After putting away the utensils and rubbing his head, he did not forget today's evening class.
Everything that needs to be done must be done, the Yunhe Gong must be practiced, and the spirit-calling and strengthening techniques must be modified. Breathing should be carried out. In the process of introducing Qi into the body, the essence blood is transformed, and improvements are summarized at the same time.
After testing, it was found that the modified breathing method has a certain effect on Qi, but it is very weak and not even as convenient as directly carrying the mental power.
After all, the moving technique also requires energy and energy.
What should I do? I can only continue to change it.
In comparison, the progress of the Divine Summoning Technique and the Fu Zang Reborn Technique are much faster, especially the latter, where the internal organs are tempered and strengthened under the nourishment of Qi Seed at an alarming rate.
Except for the spleen, the rest of the body is about to reach perfection.
"Is the spleen the spleen, or the stomach? Or both?"
After thinking wildly for a while, Chen Yu finally made up his mind to condense Qi Seed in the spleen and stomach together. The two parts were very close to each other and were often related in Taoist medical books, so they simply tempered them together.
His eyes fell on his lower dantian.
After he incorporated all the internal organs, including the spleen and stomach, into the Qizhong, the rate of fetal breath leakage was no longer comparable to when the mountain was first opened.
Threads and threads, his spiritual power is now sufficient, but the fetal breath often requires him to wait until it condenses before it can be further nourished and nurtured.
This undoubtedly limits the progress of introducing Qi into the body.
"Qinglinggen needs to hurry up."
It is expected that Qingling Root can increase the fetal breath, thereby increasing the stimulation of the liver. When combined with the Huling Strengthening Surgery, it can increase the absorption of spiritual liquid. This is also the reason why he was able to repeatedly exceed the so-called upper limit of absorption.
The spiritual fluid is transformed by the liver, nourishes the physical body, and gives birth to fetal breath. The enhancement of fetal breath will feed back to the body, including the liver and other organs and tissues.
The two complement each other.
But now there is no need for fetal breath, Qi is enough, and even more effective. This kind of power generated by the fusion of mental power and fetal breath nourishes the physical body far more than the former.
However, there is also a shortcoming, that is, after the Qi Seed is condensed, it can only curl up near the organs, making it difficult to access it. No amount of mental power can do it.
Fortunately, Chen Yu had a lot of fetal breath and had condensed enough Qi. He didn't know what others were doing, but he didn't need to worry about which organ to condense first.
After doing it all, there is a surplus.
"Looking at it now, the Qi should still be able to condense some more, but I don't know if it can last until the Qingling Root matures."
The Qing Ling Root has not yet been planted, and the ability to increase fetal breath is only his inference based on past experience. At that time, mental power was not so convenient, and the verification of many spiritual plants had to rely on guesswork.
There is also Brother Chicken who shares the blessings and sacrifices himself selflessly.
The use of Qi still deserves further exploration. He didn't want to stop there, let alone not be able to gather new Qi in the future.
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The next day, it was cloudy as always.
Chen Yu got up early, practiced his morning exercises, then took off the gourd made of Yuanling roots, opened it and melted all the spiritual sources inside into spiritual liquid.
It melted a bit when I returned to the mountain, but I used it up again. I used it a lot in the past two days, watering the fields and refining elixirs, and I haven't stopped talking.
If this continues, maybe the spiritual liquid will be gone before the fetal breath is cut off. Fortunately, a lot of medicinal fields have been opened up, and they will all be planted by then.
The premise is that he is clever enough.
"It should be enough."
The magic effect is too strong, and the method of diluting it with soil was accidentally discovered by him. If you add too much, it may be dead, and it is very wasteful, so you don't use too much every time.
Just make sure it can catalyze it.
This time, he planned to pour some spiritual liquid after the spiritual machine was successfully catalyzed to see if the ripening effect of the spiritual liquid would be useful for the spiritual plant.
If it is effective, it will be of great use.
Arriving outside the courtyard, Chen Yu went straight to the hay shed holding the green grass that had been spinning on the mountain yesterday.
The maroon deer kicked its hooves, its body jumped, and its head arched back and forth.
Very restless.
Putting down the grass, the greedy deer lowered his head to nibble, while he put his arm around the other person's neck and looked up and down. Well, there was no external injury.
Then he came closer and pressed his forehead against the fur. The spiritual power penetrated and seeped out and fell into the deer's body.
Three inches, five inches... one foot, two inches per foot.
This was the current limit. He recovered overnight and had a lot of mental energy. He searched back and forth, and finally confirmed that there was no problem. On the contrary, it seemed to have a lot of benefits.
At least he found that the opponent's stomach seemed to be stronger.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Chen Yu looked up and saw that the little deer had a big appetite and was eating heartily.
He untied the rope, which was not tight to prevent the other party from running around. Now he let it go without leaving any marks on his neck.
As for the restlessness before... Chen Yu pondered, guessing that it was related to Qi and blood.
The deer's Qi and blood were a little stronger and a little out of control. But this was only temporary. It would return to its original state after it had eaten and calmed down a bit.
Then he thought of the spring millet made of spiritual liquid. It seemed that this was indeed a good thing.
Now that the results are out, Chen Yu doesn't want to wait any longer.