In many cases, as Lin Changan said, the higher the grade of the elixir, the better the efficacy. The key is to prescribe the right medicine.
"Prescribing the right medicine is the key. A mere fifth-grade alchemist, what can you tell?" Lin Changan shook his head, seeming to look down on the so-called fifth-grade alchemist.
This sentence made An Tiangang, Tang Nuolan, and Chen Xianhe next to him smile bitterly. Lin Changan actually said something about a mere fifth-grade alchemist. You know, the entire empire is only a medicine master.
Just a fifth-grade alchemist.
No matter how many people want to ask him to refine medicine, they all need to look at his face. Even if the current emperor Zi Wei wants to invite this medicine master, he will have to pay a high price.
Of course, there doesn't seem to be much problem with Lin Changan's words like this. After all, this monster has become a top fourth-grade divine pattern master at the age of sixteen. So, can he still be far away from the fifth-grade?
"However, King Tang's soul is now broken. This is the key. Although I have protected his body, the soul still needs repairing pills. Well, get another pair of medicinal materials, namely Ziqing Ye, Man
Chaluo, God-protecting grass, soul-repairing liquid..." Lin Changan opened his mouth and revealed another elixir recipe.
Chen Xianhe next to him was a little dumbfounded when he saw this scene. Isn't this Lin Changan afraid that the recipe will be leaked?
You know, this is a top-level fourth-grade elixir recipe that is hard to find. In Lin Changan's eyes, he said it right away.
"Ahem, what about that, Mr. Lin, if you need any medicinal materials in the future, you can just go and get them yourself. It would be a waste if you just tell me the recipe." An Tiangang couldn't stand listening anymore. This guy is so damned.
You must be a loser.
If this was a familiar fourth-grade elixir recipe, then forget it, but I had never heard of this elixir recipe, but it had great effects. Lin Changan just threw it out without any money.
"It's nothing, it's just a fourth-grade elixir prescription. Go ahead and get the medicine." Lin Changan waved his hand, looking unconcerned.
Hearing this sentence, the three people present laughed bitterly again. If you were to sell the fourth-grade elixir prescription, it would easily cost millions of spiritual stones. This kid said it was worthless.
stuff.
The three words "prodigal son" were applied to Lin Changan.
However, this mere fourth-grade elixir recipe is really not worth much in Lin Changan's eyes. If you give him two or three seconds, he can directly create dozens of fourth-grade elixir recipes, which is nothing.
When pharmacological knowledge reached a peak, the combination of medicinal materials was just some substance adjustment, and there was no fixed prescription.
Knowledge is power, which is vividly demonstrated by Lin Changan.
Soon, when Chen Xianhe took out the medicinal materials again, Lin Changan had another meal of fried beans. As Tang Nuolan and Chen Xianhe, a fourth-level alchemist who had met once, were a little bit used to it, but An
Tiangang was almost scared to death.
I have seen people making elixirs and frying furnaces, but I have never seen people making elixirs and frying beans.
"Bang!"
As the alchemy furnace expanded slightly, the lid rose into the sky, and three pure white elixirs fell directly into the hand. They were densely covered with elixir patterns and elixir mist, exuding a refreshing medicinal fragrance.
"It's a pity, there is no elixir cloud." Lin Changan shook his head slightly disappointed, and immediately handed over the three elixirs.
Of course, this is what Lin Changan can say. If someone else refines a pill pattern, it is considered to be one of a million. But he wants to ask for the pill cloud this time.
"This, this is actually another Danwen Divine Pill!" Chen Xianhe, who was next to him, was shocked and stunned.
To say that the method of frying beans for the first time and refining the Danwen Divine Pill can barely be defined as good luck, but how to explain this second time?
"It seems that there is only one possibility, and that is that King Zhendong's fire control ability has far exceeded that of a fourth-grade alchemist!" Thinking of this possibility, Chen Xianhe couldn't help but look at Lin Changan deeply, and swallowed hard.
A mouthful of saliva filled with a sense of awe.
Even when Yaozun came here, he didn't feel this way.
"You are really a genius." An Tiangang was dumbfounded. He took the elixir and flicked it out with his fingers. He saw his spiritual power parting Prince Tang's lips, and he suddenly entered.
The elixir instantly melted in the mouth, turned into liquid, and entered the body. After being absorbed, it quickly invaded the limbs and bones, and slowly moved towards the head, starting to repair the soul.
Above the head of Prince Tang, there was a faint layer of cyan light, which represented that the soul was slowly being repaired.
At this moment, Tang Nolan next to her clenched her fists in great anticipation.
Because for three whole months, his father has not been awakened. Yao Zun came five or six times, but could not solve the problem.
She also knew the extent of Prince Tang's injuries. Even though Prince Tang's cultivation was at the late Venerable stage and was extremely powerful, ranking among the top ten in the entire empire, their family's secret realm was too powerful. According to rumors, she
Our ancestor was originally the book boy of a certain invincible man.
Don't underestimate the Shutong who seems to have a low status, but think about it, this is not an ordinary Shutong, but the Shutong of the Heavenly Book Emperor!
In the past, many saints and saints lined up in front of them and traveled thousands of miles to become Lin Changan's book boy, but none of them looked down on them. Finally, Lin Changan saw a little girl passing by and asked her if she wanted to.
I want to be my own book boy.
From then on, there was a follower next to Lin Changan, the little white guy who was always running around getting books for Lin Changan.
Even Chen Xianhe and An Tiangang held their breath. It was so quiet at this moment that you could hear a pin dropping on the ground.
Prince Tang's brows furrowed slightly, and then his eyes slowly opened.
Qi and blood were restored in an instant, and the originally pale face turned rosy at this moment, exuding a majestic aura.
The King of Tang, Tang Zhennan, has woken up!
"Dad!" In an instant, Tang Nuolan's little face became moist and she hugged Prince Tang directly. In the past three months, Prince Tang's injuries were getting worse and worse, and even the Yaozun was unable to cure them. But Tang Nuolan's injuries were getting worse.
Lan was extremely worried. If Lin Chang'an hadn't spoken this time, the princess would still be unable to smile.
King Tang smiled, touched Tang Nuolan's head, and patted his shoulder to express that he was fine.
This iron-blooded Tang Dynasty king who once led millions of troops to conquer the world showed such chivalrous tenderness in front of his only daughter.
An Tiangang and Chen Xianhe quickly knelt down on one knee to salute, with a bit of joy in their eyes.
The matter that Yaozun had not solved for several months, Lin Changan came and completed it immediately!