After Ma Tao left, Wen Chuanxi seemed to have just come to his senses and asked Qinghai softly: "Qinghai, can't you do this?"
Qinghai turned his head and ignored him!
On the other hand, General Gan said with some worry: "Wuji Mountain has always treated me more... aloof... er... noble. Can this little brother please them?"
Only Lin Hailong saw some clues and said cheerfully: "Of course it's best if you can be invited. If you can't be invited, it's just a waste of time."
Qinghai went to look at General Tao's injuries again, and finally came to see Lin Hailong.
General Tao's abdomen was torn open by the claws of a monster, and his intestines leaked out at that time. Although the wound has been sewn up now, like General Gan, the toxin infection has no medicinal treatment.
Lin Hailong was sprayed by a high-grade nitrate monster. There were no external injuries, but his internal organs had been poisoned and his complexion turned black.
It's just that as a fourth-grade warrior, he can also use the spiritual power in his body and the toxins in his internal organs to restrain each other.
But this is not a long-term solution, and now I can no longer walk.
Ming Zhiyuan opened the box of elixirs given to him by the head master's uncle before he left, picked up a few pills to replenish vitality and increase blood, and gave them to the three of them.
Then he went to Wenren Chuanxi’s alchemy furnace and took a look. He said to Wenren Chuanxi:
"Fifth Senior Brother, when my alchemy furnace was still the small one given to my apprentices by my master, do you have a big alchemy furnace here?"
Wenren Chuanxi asked him with some surprise:
"Can you use the alchemy furnace now?"
Ming Zhiyuan said with some uncertainty: "When I was on the peak, I secretly used a spare furnace of Senior Brother to make two furnaces. Fortunately, it didn't fail."
Wenren Chuanxi happily patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, little Zhiyuan, in less than two years, you can become an official high-level alchemist.
There is no longer a pharmacy prescriber who only knows how to prepare replenishing liquids and rejuvenating elixirs. (A prescriber is a skilled worker who specializes in making standardized pills according to prescriptions)
Several people on the side quickly raised their hands in congratulations. Ming Zhiyuan said a little guilty: "I'm not sure yet. I want to find an alchemy furnace to try again?"
After hearing the news, he turned around and took out a purple-red three-legged cauldron from the large medicine cabinet inside:
"Junior brother, please try this. This was specially made by Master for me to be promoted to the sixth-grade alchemy master more than two years ago. This is called the copper ginseng furnace. It is a serious high-grade alchemy furnace. I am not willing to use it yet, so you can use it first.
Look, if it works well, I'll give it to you."
Ming Zhiyuan hurriedly declined: "How can this be done? Such a good alchemy furnace is a gift from Master to commemorate your promotion."
"What? What commemoration?"
"No, I said this was specially given to you by your master when you were promoted to the sixth level of alchemy master. It's a commemorative one and I can't take it. You can just find one and give it to me. This one won't work!"
"When did this happen? Just take it."
When Ming Zhiyuan heard the news, he couldn't help but refuse and put it into his arms.
Ming Zhiyuan felt warm in his heart. Ever since he met Wenren Chuanxi, the other person had been giving him love.
He was kind to him heartlessly, but he had nothing to give him in return.
After all, he has it, and he also has it.
What he doesn't have... He will be given to him if he hears good news.
I was still happy when I heard the news, so I rubbed my hands together a few times:
"Come on, come on, Zhiyuan, you first pick up the medicinal materials inside and make a furnace of stimulating pills. I'll show you where your alchemy skills are at now?"
Ming Zhiyuan stopped talking and walked directly into the screen, opened the large medicine cabinet, opened the drawers one by one and selected several herbs. He lit a fire and heated the stove while picking and trimming the herbs.
Qinghai was not idle either. He took out the alchemy furnace he brought and washed it. After wiping it clean, he also lit a fire and slowly heated the furnace.
Outside the Injury and Injury Department, a group of wounded soldiers watched white smoke rising from the alchemy room that had been silent for several days. Everyone seemed to feel more at ease.
Su Jieyun was sitting in the meeting room of the General's Mansion. There were only him and a fat man in his fifties. The man was wearing a bamboo-yellow Yishi'andu (Yisi'andu: Defense line is similar to a military adviser)
He was wearing a civil robe (official position), twirling a few sparse beards on his chin with one hand, and asked with some surprise on his face:
"The general really listened to that kid...that little alchemist's surname is Gongyang?"
"That's right. After I came to my senses, I asked again. Alchemist Wenren didn't answer, but the answer is yes."
"It would be great if the surname is Gongyang. In the whole Tianyuan, only the family in Wuji Mountain has the surname Gongyang."
"This time with the surge of monsters, Wuji Mountain has turned a deaf ear to our defense line's request for help. Now that we have this Gongyang Little Alchemist on our Daxing defense line, Wuji Mountain should be able to send people to reinforce us this time, right?
"
The man said in a positive tone: "As long as his surname is Gongyang, there will definitely be people from Wuji Mountain to reinforce us. At least they will come to protect him. This is no problem. What I find strange is how the people from Wuji Mountain got in.
Holy Maiden Mountain?”
"Yes, Wuji Mountain's formation is the only one in Tianyuan Continent, and Wuji's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Although Saintess Mountain has a respected status, in terms of personal self-preservation ability and combat ability, Wuji Mountain is still better than Saintess Mountain among the three mountains."
Su Jieyun also said something strange.
The man comforted him: "Anyway, this is a good thing. The rest has nothing to do with us, as long as this little Gongyang alchemist is actually on our line of defense."
What's more, a person who can cultivate elixirs, study formations, and know the Wuji Sword...is...is he cultivating geniuses, right?"
The more the man spoke, the more surprised and uncertain he became, and his tone was full of hesitation.
General Su also nodded: "I'm afraid Wuji Mountain doesn't know that this genius is here now."
"That's not possible. The Gongyang family has always paid attention to the safety of the family's population, not to mention that he is a future pillar who has practiced in two mountains. There must be someone protecting such a genius."
...
Ming Zhiyuan refined three batches of Jiyuan Dan in succession, all of which were successful. When he heard the news, he walked around happily and said to the three patients in the alchemy room:
"My little junior brother, I introduced him to the beginning. I didn't expect that his understanding was so good. In less than two years, he became a ninth-level alchemist, and he was at his peak as soon as he entered the ninth level."
"Less than two years, only one and a half years to be precise."
"I think he is like this. If he refines a few more batches of elixirs, he will reach the eighth level."
Ming Zhiyuan was both amused and moved by his long-winded expression of being overwhelmed with joy.
The Energizing Pill can be used by soldiers or warriors when they go to the battlefield. It can improve physical endurance, enrich spiritual energy, and recover very quickly.
The medicinal materials for this kind of elixir are also very common and can be found in the four major empires. However, the elixir recipe and refining method are not spread to the outside world in the Holy Maiden Mountain.
Wen Renzhuanxi refined a lot of it but it was still not enough. His ability was limited by himself, and the outer disciples could not refine it.
Now that Ming Zhiyuan and Qinghai have arrived, the volume can be greatly increased.
It was probably time for Jiao Guangchun to arrive, and by then there would be two more people.
As long as the few of them speed up and work tirelessly to refine it, when the Warcraft comes again to pass the level, at least all the warriors and intermediate and above-level sergeants on the defense line will be able to eat it.
Don't underestimate a pill that can only improve physical endurance and stimulate spiritual energy recovery.
If you can hold on for one more minute on the battlefield, the enemy will fall.
Hearing the news, he showed off his happiness everywhere, then came back and looked at Ming Zhiyuan with his head tilted, and suddenly said:
"Junior brother, please refine another furnace of Itsensei Pills. The medicinal materials for refining the Shengsheng Pills here are quite complete."
Ming Zhiyuan waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, the Shengsheng Pill requires an eighth-grade alchemist or above to successfully refine it.
And it is also the elixir certificate for a ninth-level alchemist to be promoted to an eighth-level alchemy master. How can I refine it now? Let alone the Yitensei Pill? That can only be refined by an eighth-level alchemist at his peak."
Wenren Chuanxi came over to help him select the medicinal ingredients and said: "Try it. The medicinal ingredients for Shengsheng Pills are easy to find. It won't be a waste if you try it."
Ming Zhiyuan hesitated. He actually wanted to give it a try. He studied hard day and night and didn't dare to take a break. Wasn't it just for promotion?
Wenren Chuanxi picked out the medicinal materials, placed them on the table, looked at him and said, "Here, let's give it a try."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Wenren Chuan's joyful and eager eyes and refused to refuse.
After he selected the medicinal materials, he put them into a pounding stone, added honey, and mashed them into a paste...
...
The fire was raging, Ming Zhiyuan placed the cauldron on the stove, carefully turned it with one hand, and slowly poured warm water around the cauldron with a wooden spoon with the other hand.
A line of water falls evenly and carefully around the cauldron, and the water vapor is dispersed layer by layer. Waves of medicinal fragrance emerge from the air holes in the lid of the cauldron.
The aroma of the medicine slowly changed, getting weaker and weaker, and finally almost inaudible. Ming Zhiyuan suddenly lifted the cauldron and put it into the small water tank next to it. The water tank made a squeaking sound. The water was just half submerged in the cauldron.
He quickly lifted the cauldron up, turned it a few times, and put it into the water tank. He repeated this several times, and finally put the cauldron on the fire to roast for a while and put it aside.
He didn't dare to open it and look at it, a little afraid of failure.
Hearing the good news, he walked over in a few steps, stretched out his hand to open the cauldron, and a strong aroma of medicine hit his nose. In the cauldron, the pill pills were round and round, exuding a refreshing medicinal fragrance. The pill pills showed
A faint golden line.
"It's done! It's done! It's done! It's a reincarnation elixir!"
Hearing the news, he was so happy that he shouted three times in a row.
Qinghai, who stood nervously aside and didn't even dare to express his anger, jumped three feet high and shouted: "It's done, it's done, my senior brother Zhiyuan is an eighth-level peak alchemist."
Ming Zhiyuan felt relieved and secretly squeezed hard with his palms.