It's not that he doesn't trust Meng Xingyuan, but that distinguishing medicine and distinguishing elixirs are really two different things.
Medicine is just one kind. Although the medicinal properties may be different and strong or weak according to different years and growth habits, in the end they remain the same.
And these things can all be learned from books and classics.
But elixirs are different.
Dan is a combination of multiple drugs. It is more complex and has more changes.
With Meng Xingyuan's current knowledge as a one-star elixir boy, he can easily identify the ingredients of the elixir, the temperature of the elixir, and the quality of the elixir. I'm afraid he can't even name some common elixirs.
Because the value of each pill is very astonishing. And his background is not very noble. What kind of things can he have access to as a mere child from a slum?
Even if he can come into contact with him, how many kinds can he recognize and distinguish?
Identifying elixirs is based on rich pharmacological knowledge and experience in alchemy. This often requires the support of an alchemist.
Not enough experience, not enough identity, not enough understanding, let alone differentiation.
This is why every great alchemy shop and practice has a dedicated position of ‘alchemist’.
That's because appreciating elixirs is indeed something that can be transformed into another discipline.
Mu Boyuan had seen Meng Xingyuan's solid foundation in basic pharmacological knowledge, but appraising elixirs was really not something that a young man from a poor background could master.
So despite the high-sounding words he said before, as if he was really busy and had no time and no time to play around with Cang Yunzi, in fact, he was really being weak.
Even he himself believed that without systematic study and guidance from a good teacher, it would be impossible for Meng Xingyuan to understand the knowledge of alchemy.
"Old ghost, are you looking for trouble today?!" Mu Boyuan's face turned cold.
"So what?"
Cang Yunzi snorted coldly, "Just tell me if you dare."
Mu Boyuan's face turned ugly. He snorted coldly: "Reckless man! I'm too lazy to talk to you. Xiao Yuan, let's go."
There was a spiritual light under his feet, and just as he was about to take Meng Xingyuan away, he heard Meng Xingyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly say: "Elder, why do you want this kid to prove his talent in alchemy?"
Hearing this, Cang Yunzi was stunned at first, and then snorted: "Are you questioning me? Let me show you your talent. I think highly of you. How come you dare to show off to me when you have just become Mu Laoer's disciple?"
?You people in Danyantang are getting more and more arrogant!"
"Old ghost! You!" Mu Boyuan glared.
By this time, Meng Xingyuan also saw that it was obvious that this old man with gray beard was deliberately looking for trouble.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lin Yunyuan and Mu Ying. At first, he really thought that he met these two people by chance. But now it seems that the word "coincidence" must be in quotation marks.
Obviously, Cang Yunzi was the one who brought humiliation to him and Mu Boyuan.
Thinking of this, Meng Xingyuan sneered in his heart, but said naturally on his face: "I don't dare. What's the point of just performing alone? It just so happens that these two brothers are my 'old friends' and are disciples of the elder."
Disciple, why don't we hold an 'Elixir Appraisal Conference' in the form of a bet?"
"Alchemy Appraisal Conference?!"
Cang Yunzi didn't think it was anything, but Lin Yunyuan and Mu Ying felt their hearts skip a beat, and there was a vague premonition in their hearts.
Mu Boyuan frowned slightly. He glanced at Meng Xingyuan, condensed his spiritual power into a voice line, and said in Meng Xingyuan's ear using the method of transmitting sound into secrets: "Boy, don't do this nonsense. This Cang Yunzi is not a good person. Don't do it."
If you try too hard, you will fall into his trap."
Meng Xingyuan didn't know how to transmit messages into secrets, so he could only give him a confident smile, then turned to Cang Yunzi and said: "How about Elder Cang, what do you think of this proposal? It's a friendly discussion, but since it's a discussion, there should be some
It’s a lottery, and this competition was proposed by you, the elder. If you want to have a small lottery, you won’t look down on it, right? Elder, what do you think?”
At this moment, Cang Yunzi began to mutter: Is this kid really sure, or is he just trying to make progress?
But today, he came to see Mu Boyuan because he was unhappy, and he did not believe that Lin Mu, who was trained by a family of pharmacology, would not be as knowledgeable about alchemy as a brat.
Thinking of this, Cang Yunzi smiled and said, "Okay. I have a 'Spirit Accumulating Pill' here, which has a miraculous effect on improving the cultivation level of a junior spirit person like you. It will be considered as a lucky draw. As long as you can beat me.
For the two newly acquired children, this spirit-accumulating pill will belong to you. If you lose..."
Having said this, he looked at Mu Boyuan meaningfully and said, "Old Mu, you have to admit in public that your approach to accepting disciples is not good enough!"
really!
Mu Boyuan's heart suddenly suddenly thought, and he secretly thought that this Cang Yunzi really had no good intentions.
What's just a spirit-accumulating pill? It's just a third-grade medicinal pill. With his face as a three-star alchemist, it's worth a third-grade medicinal pill?!
"Humph, old ghost, you are quite scheming. If you want to slap me in the face with a mere third-grade medicine pill, you must be shameless to a certain extent."
At this point, he could only choose to believe in Meng Xingyuan. It was just that he was allowed to gamble with his face with just one pill. He was not stupid, so there was no way he could let Cang Yunzi succeed.
"It's just a spiritual pill, but you have the nerve to give it as a lottery. It seems that Danjiantang has been really poor these years. In this way, I will give you a first-grade spiritual furnace as a lottery for the winner. The spiritual furnace is the alchemy cauldron.
It is a must-have for every alchemy practitioner. Ordinary alchemy boys are not worthy of possessing it. Although the grade of the first-grade spiritual furnace is not high, it is a treasure for you and other alchemy beginners. It is worthy of it'
The word "caitou"."
As he spoke, a small three-legged ancient tripod appeared in his hand, with three legs and two ears. The whole body was copper-green. With a slight sniff, you could smell the fragrance of medicinal herbs.
Just listen to his introduction: "And this small three-legged cauldron was used by me when I was an apprentice. I have been studying elixirs for many years, and its wonderful functions are far beyond the ordinary first-grade spiritual furnace. Old ghost, don't you want to bet? Take some out.
Here comes the real thing!”
As he said that, he held the alchemy cauldron and looked at Meng Xingyuan, "Boy, this is my favorite thing. Don't let me down."
Meng Xingyuan obviously didn't expect that he would believe in her so much. He was moved and patted his chest: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely fulfill my mission."
"Yes." Mu Boyuan nodded and looked at Cang Yunzi, "Old man, please increase the price. Your third-grade medicinal pill is not enough to equal the ears of the small cauldron in my hand!"
Although it is a first-grade spiritual weapon, the spiritual furnace is different from ordinary spiritual weapons. A first-grade spiritual furnace is almost equivalent to a third-grade spiritual weapon. Moreover, looking at the spiritual furnace in Mu Boyuan's hand, the fragrance of medicine and elixir is as solid as substance.
The value is two levels higher than that of an ordinary first-grade spiritual furnace. Even if you exchange it for a brand-new third-grade spiritual furnace, he may not exchange it.
The older the spiritual furnace is, the more valuable it is. Especially the spiritual furnace used by a three-star alchemist, it is definitely a supreme treasure for novices in alchemy, and it is something that no one can ask for.
Of course, a mere Soul Containing Pill is not worthy enough to compare with it.
"Mulao'er, are you serious?"
Cang Yunzi's eyes narrowed, but this was not the time to retreat. He gritted his teeth, turned his right hand, and a small blue sword appeared in his hand, "I'll hold it!"