I just want to be stable, I was hung up and became a Valkyrie

Chapter 379 Devour
Shen Qian looked at the great alchemist standing in front of him.

He looked like an old man, with deep facial features and a high nose bridge that fit the unique characteristics of the Yan people.

His state is very strange, his vitality should have died out long ago, but it doesn't look like he is completely dead. At this moment, he is staring at his feet intently, turning a blind eye to Shen Qian who is next to him.

Shen Qian was a little strange, so he followed his gaze and looked down, then was startled.

Only then did he discover that there was a strange herb under the feet of the pharmacist. The herb that Shen didn't know before was growing taller. When it reached a certain height, it stagnated, and then it gradually became smaller until it died out, and then grew again. stand up……

It's like a cycle, over and over again.

After staring at it for a long time, Shen Qian was startled, suddenly woke up, and took a few steps back vigilantly.

Damn, this growing and dying grass seems to have some kind of magical power, and I almost fell into it...

Fortunately, the system gave me a hand at a critical moment.

Shen Qian didn't look at the herb again, but just stared at the alchemist in front of him who looked like a living dead, frowning.

So, could it be that this person has become the ghost he is now because he has been staring at the herb?

Shen Qian thought of something, looking around, there are hundreds of figures on this land, men, women, old and young, all of them are pharmacists from the Yan tribe, and these people are like the old man in front of him, all with their heads down Staring at something.

"Why are there so many Yan Clan alchemists in the "Herbal Classic"..."

Shen Qian subconsciously moved his footsteps, and with the crisp sound of "click", Shen Qian looked down, and then his pupils shrank.

He stepped on a rotting corpse.

Whoa!

With a wave of Shen Qian's palm, the surrounding dust was flying, and more bones were exposed on this dead land.

"What the hell is this place!"

Shen Qian was even more confused.

As if answering his question, the old man standing in front of Shen suddenly raised his head.

Shen Qian's eyes moved to him immediately.

But the old man still didn't look at Shen Qian, his eyes that seemed to have finally regained some vitality looked towards the empty sky, his body calmed down after a while of trembling, his face was peaceful, as if relieved.

Bang!
His head exploded without warning, but there was no flesh and blood in it, just a little bit of light rose into the air, and finally gathered into the shape of a herb, which was exactly the same as the herb under his feet.

Rumble!
The sky cracked, and in Shen Qian's shocked eyes, a huge picture scroll emerged from the sky.

This picture scroll is in a torn and incomplete shape, almost one-third of the place is blank, and the other two-thirds of the place are filled with gorgeous herbal patterns, the number of which exceeds tens of millions.

"Herbal Classic"!
With just one glance at Shen Qian, he was instantly sure that this was the legendary "Hundred Herbal Classic" that made Shennong a god in one fell swoop, the first and only master of alchemy in the world.

But for some reason, Shen Qian shuddered a little.

Because of staring at it for a long time, those herbal symbols that should obviously symbolize the ultimate mystery of alchemy have started to become hideous.

The figure of countless symbol combinations seems to have turned into a giant mouth, which is about to choose someone and devour it.

Shen Qian didn't know why the "Baicao Jing", known as the "Bible of Alchemy", had such a terrifying appearance, but thinking of the strange attitude of the leader of the Yan tribe and the various rumors before, Shen Qian realized that something was wrong .

At this time, the illusory medicinal herb that the old man had transformed into finally flew up into the sky and was absorbed by the picture scroll.

As a result, there was one more herb symbol on the picture scroll, and under Shen Qian's keen observation, the originally incomplete picture scroll seemed to be complete again.

Bang!Bang!
Two more explosions sounded, and two of the figures standing on the vast land instantly turned into nothingness, turning into two shimmering medicinal herb symbols, and finally melted into the huge picture scroll.

"The "Herbal Classic" is absorbing the power of these alchemists...is it self-integrating?"

Shen Qian finally woke up and came to such a shocking conclusion.

Shen Qian is not surprised that the "Herbal Classic" has its own consciousness, but why is this consciousness so wicked?
Assuming these people are really high-ranking pharmacists of the Yan Clan, wouldn't that be a living sacrifice?

King Yan... he is tacitly acquiescing or facilitating this matter!
No wonder the other party agreed to his request so readily.

Shen Qian's eyes were cold for a moment, but he quickly calmed down again.

Right now, we still have to get out of this weird space first.

Just when Shen Qian had such an idea, the surrounding world suddenly became extremely oppressive, and then the huge picture scroll "rumbling" adjusted its position, and it actually came directly above Shen Qian.

A feeling like being stared at by a hungry beast made Shen Qian's hair stand on end.

"So, am I your prey too?"

Shen Qian stared straight at the high-altitude picture scroll, narrowing his eyes.

hum!
The picture scroll over a thousand feet in size trembled, and a beam of brilliant multicolored light shone on Shen Qian before he could react.

With a "boom" of consciousness scattered, when Shen Qian came back to his senses again, he was already in a simple thatched hut.

In the thatched hut, a young man in common clothes was sitting with a stern expression. In front of him, there were three burning cauldrons and a pile of messy medicinal materials.

In fact, it can't be called a cauldron, it's more like some kind of crude boiler. As for the pile of medicinal materials under the feet of the commoner youth, it's also very strange. Some of them are indeed elixir for refining medicine, but some look like ordinary plant.

But the young man's expression was very solemn, as if he was accomplishing something extraordinary.

Next, the young man began to refine the medicine. His technique was even rough in the green. Just looking at the various burns on the young man's palms, one could see the losses he had suffered in the past.

After watching for a while, until the young man tasted the semi-finished product in the boiler in order to test the properties of the medicine, Shen Qian suddenly knew who the young man was.

Emperor Yan, Shennong!

It is rumored that Emperor Yan tasted a hundred herbs to create the ancient science of refining medicine, which provided a powerful trump card for the human race to stand among all races.

And all the surrounding scenes, including Yandi himself, have a certain memory-like brilliance.

"Emperor Yan when he was young..."

Shen Qian was thoughtful, and as time went by, he seemed to understand something.

This should be the content of "Herbal Classic"!

It is rumored that the "Hundred Herbs Classic" records the whole process from Emperor Yan's first knowledge of refining medicine to developing the entire refining system step by step, until he finally became a great pharmacist of destiny.

I don't know how many prescriptions and refining methods are involved in it, so it is honored as the holy book of refining medicine.

Shen Qian gradually immersed himself in it. It has to be said that this was simply a gluttonous feast for Shen Qian, and only Shen Qian could benefit the most from it.

The reason is very simple. Those who are qualified to come to this place are all high-level pharmacists. They stand out from thousands of people. They have all gone through a long learning career and have an extremely solid foundation in pharmacy.

There are even many people who have learned the "Tao" through refining medicine, and they are the rare titles of refining pharmacists in the world.

Only Shen Qian, although due to various reasons, has never practiced refining medicine systematically, all his knowledge of refining medicine is obtained by swallowing jujubes whole.

But now, it is equivalent to him following No. 1 of the alchemy school, learning the art of alchemy from scratch.

Many confusions and doubts that have been caused by the unstable foundation for a long time have begun to be slowly filled.

When Shen Qian was swimming in the ocean of knowledge and couldn't extricate himself, with the stimulation of the system, Shen Qian suddenly woke up from that strange state.

At this moment, he was in a wide square, where many people gathered, and Emperor Yan, who had become a master of alchemy in his middle age, was preaching the knowledge of alchemy here.

Shen Qian seemed to be one of them just now, thinking about how to perfectly compress different flames together.

After being awakened by the system, Shen Qian was still a little dazed at first, but soon he seemed to realize something, and couldn't help but look down at his body.

Seeing this, Shen Qian couldn't help but gasp.

His body has become a lot more illusory at some point.

His head was also a little swollen, as if some inexplicable force was tearing him apart, but because Shen Qian was too immersed in it before, he didn't feel much.

Shen Qianming realized that in the process of studying "Baicao Jing", "Baicao Jing" was also eroding him in some way.

As Shen Qian woke up with a start, the surrounding scenes also froze like a picture scroll.

Shen Qian frowned, lost in thought.

He is actually in a dilemma now.

It is extremely difficult to get out of the world of "Herbal Classic", especially when the other party still wants to devour him.

What's more, deep down in Shen Qian's heart, he was not willing to leave like this.

But if he keeps immersing himself in it, he might be completely eaten away and become a part of it before long.

"Hey, meow, he can only go here..."

Shen Qian sighed and didn't hesitate anymore, it wasn't that he insisted on putting on airs to prevent the system from taking action, it was because in this lonely ancient time, Shen Qian prioritized saving the system's energy in everything.

It's just that the opportunity in front of him is too great, too big for Shen Qian to refuse.

He glanced at the remaining energy of the system. After repeated consumption in the Nine Heavens Battlefield, it is still about 130%.

"I hope the consumption is not as big as imagined."

The way to break the game is actually very simple.

When "Baicao Jing" tried to absorb Shen Qian, in fact, the other party also completely opened himself to Shen Qian.

Shen Qian's only hope is to control the other party before the other party swallows him.

This was actually an impossible thing.

The "Hundred Herbs Classic" is so vast, even if there is only half of it left, it is the painstaking work of Emperor Yan Shennong, even a great alchemist, I am afraid that he will not have the ability to control it in a short time.

Therefore, the many pharmacists who stepped here, whether they were grand masters or great pharmacists, could only become the nourishment of the "Hundred Herbs Classic".

Originally, Shen Qian would not have this ability.

But with the system's perverted learning ability, this overtaking is possible.

Even, with Shen Qian's confidence in the system, he is not afraid of the complete "Herbal Classic", let alone the incomplete "Herbal Classic".

With the launch of the system, Shen Qian's eyes changed color.

After a short period of stagnation, the originally static scrolls around suddenly regained their vitality and flowed at a faster speed.

The invisible pulling power between heaven and earth towards Shen Qian also began to grow stronger.

But the speed of the picture scroll is still accelerating, and faster and faster. By the time the invisible pulling force reacts, the picture scroll has almost become blurred under the rapid flow.

The sky and the earth shook, as if they were also angry, the pulling force suddenly increased several times, and Shen Qian's figure began to become more and more transparent.

But Shen's face was indifferent, as if he didn't even care that he was being swallowed by madness at all. There were various lights flashing in his eyes, all of which were the feedback after absorbing the essence of the "Herbal Classic".

The picture scrolls are still flowing crazily, and soon from Emperor Yan's middle age to his old age, there is only Emperor Yan left in the picture scrolls.

He stood on the top of the mountain where lightning flashed and thundered, and a cauldron for refining medicine was hovering in mid-air. He seemed to be fighting against the sky and the earth, with his long hair flying and his body entwined with lightning.

Shen Qian recognized the appearance of the cauldron, it was the cauldron in the hands of the statue of Shennong.

This was the day when Emperor Yan broke through the "Destiny Great Alchemist", and it was also the day when "Herbal Classic" was officially published.

At this time, Shen Qian's figure also seemed to be illusory to a certain extreme, as if just one more straw would completely overwhelm him.

But more than straw came.

It seemed that he also felt the danger, and the pulling power in the surrounding world began to become crazy, and the huge picture scroll that stretched between the heaven and the earth resurfaced, and directly wrapped it towards Shen Qian.

Seeing that it was too late, when the picture scroll was about to completely swallow Shen Qian, Emperor Yan who was standing in the midair against the heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and then his illusory figure suddenly became solid.

"Thousands of years, until today."

There was a trace of relief in Emperor Yan's vicissitudes of life, and then he rolled up his sleeves, and his whole body turned into a kilometer tall, blocking in front of the picture scroll, and blocked the invasion of the picture scroll with one hand.

The picture scroll trembled crazily, but no matter how hard it exerted, Emperor Yan's figure remained still, firmly opening up a space for Shen Qian.

So although Shen Qian's figure was illusory, it never dissipated, and the light in his eyes became more and more brilliant.

Until a certain moment, the divine light in Shen Qian's eyes finally brightened to the extreme, and everything stopped.

"receive!"

Shen Qian stretched out his palm indifferently, and grasped the huge picture scroll.

After trembling for a short time, the picture scroll finally started to grow smaller and smaller with a certain roar of unwillingness, and finally turned into a picture scroll less than half a meter away, flying towards Shen Qian's hand.

"It became..."

Shen Qian, who watched the whole process, couldn't help but feel refreshed.

(End of this chapter)