Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 51 Daily and dispatch

The warm light shines in from the window, filling the whole room with a transparent and bright charm,

In front of the desk, sat a young man in white, holding the diary of an alchemist in his hand.

Chen Sheng has almost studied Fei Danshi's first volume diary.

At this moment, what he was holding in his hand was the middle volume of the spirit grass diary, which also recorded the knowledge of planting spirit grass, but it was more profound.

"These are the experiences of predecessors, which can save me a lot of detours."

With this thought in mind, Chen Sheng immersed himself in the spirit grass diary, not feeling boring and boring, and even enjoying the tranquility of reading.

In a flash, two hours passed.

He didn't realize it until the sun slanted and hit the spirit grass diary, put it down, and went out with the hoe on his shoulder.

"I'm here to take care of you."

In the East Ninth District, the tender green spirit grass is connected together, under the sunlight, it is as transparent as emerald,
Chen Sheng saw it, and was very happy from the bottom of his heart.

These were conceived by him from scratch, and they were all painstaking efforts, which took a lot of thought.

"boom"

Take good care of your heart and always be gentle.

Chen Sheng first turned over the soil on both sides of the spirit grass with a hoe. The action was vigorous but careful, so as not to hurt the medicinal whiskers hidden underneath.

After turning over, he used his hands to tidy up the small places that he couldn't take care of.

When encountering nasty weeds, he uproots them, very decisive in killing them.

Alchemy is not just about spiritual herbs.

Changyue Hall.

"Dan Danshi, give me some water."

After Chen Sheng exercised his muscles and bones, his mouth was dry and he ran to Danshi Ding.

He has been thinking about those useless alchemy, although alchemist Ding is obviously very distressed, but he always gives them without hesitation, hoping that he will go a long way on the road of alchemy.

"I went to the East Ninth District again. It's better to be young and energetic."

Master Ding smiled, took out a yellow skin gourd, and poured Chen Sheng a cup of grass fruit brew.

This drink is specially made with a variety of spiritual herbs, the medicine is perfectly harmonious, the taste is excellent, and it can replenish vitality.

The only disadvantage may be that it is expensive, but this is not a problem for alchemists.

"call……"

After two or three mouthfuls, Chen Sheng finished off the grass fruit stuffing. The refreshing taste instantly suppressed the heat in his body, and he let out a comfortable breath.

"Don't slack off in pharmacological research."

Although Chen Sheng took a wild path on the road of studying pharmacology, but Danshi Ding had to admit that Chen Sheng understood it very clearly.

Given time, it may not be impossible to become a master of alchemy.

Therefore, he has to remind them from time to time, so as not to let the good seedlings wither.

"clear."

Chen Sheng nodded his head, youth is fleeting, and only when his hair turns gray can he realize the value of youth.

He could live forever, but gradually, he was also infected by his comrades on the road of cultivating immortals, and he didn't want to eat and wait for death.

"Give……"

Speaking of this, Master Ding consciously found a high-level waste pill from the small treasury, and handed it to Chen Sheng.

Although he was distressed, his demeanor was full of a chic atmosphere.

"gone."

Seeing this kind of contradictory psychology, Chen Sheng wanted to laugh, but he didn't because it was immoral and impolite.

After taking the waste pill, Chen Sheng left. He had a lot of homework, as long as he didn't slack off, he could always find something to do.

After going around in a circle, he returned to the Chenguang Temple.

Chen Sheng sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, condensed his breath slightly, calmed down, then took out the waste pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

He has already exercised the ability to abandon the sense of taste for a short time, no matter how overwhelming his stomach is, he only concentrates on comprehension, like a traveler wandering the rivers in a small boat, wherever he goes, there is that.

At the same time, he splashed ink on his hand without pausing, and within a few breaths, he wrote no less than a thousand words.

Throughout the article, the logic is clear and there is no nonsense.

From this, it can be seen that his alchemy skills have undergone a qualitative leap.

"The ability to control fire affects the success rate of alchemy, and it cannot be left behind."

Following spirit herbs and pharmacology, Chen Sheng returned to the cultivation of fire control.

This is an extremely important part in the process of alchemy, it is used all the time, and it is also the foundation, so it cannot be sloppy.

Erupting volcano.

The unassuming waterfall.

Rebellious lightning.

Tranquil lake.

Complicated chess game.

Soaring dragon.

towering mountains.

Golden sea of ​​sand.

Various visions emerged in Chen Sheng's palm.

He has improved, he is very proficient in manipulating the eight methods of fire control, and he has been able to achieve nuances in terms of form, but in terms of charm, he is still lacking.

Only by truly simulating the eight kinds of scenery, achieving the physical and spiritual, and controlling the fire together, can he be regarded as entering the room.

The brilliance of the pill fire kept shining, but the sun gradually dimmed.

Chen Sheng liked the night more than the day.

Silent night.

With the starry sky above his head, his feet on the ground, and a sword in his hand, it seems that his heart and will are also infinitely elevated.

Clang!
The sword intent of Zhan Xing soared into the sky, one wave after another, Chen Sheng felt that the distracting thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness were also washed away, and the whole person was trapped in a clear state of forgetting both things and self, which never faded .

After practicing the sword, he washed off the dirt, and then it was a more comfortable experience.

call.

Chen Sheng sat on the cloud bed, his body's health meridian was running, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, his eyes were squinted, he didn't move, and he remained silent until dawn.

Today and tomorrow, everything is repeated, as if it has been frozen.

until...

One day, Xi Fu asked him to go out for a trip, and Chen Sheng remembered that he still had the status of a deacon of the medicine house.

"The medicine house has made a deal with Yinchuan Lei's family, you just go through it and bring that big medicine back safely."

After Xi Fu explained, he gave Chen Sheng a storage bag full of spirit stones.

"Old Shen, do you have any big plans?"

Chen Sheng felt that this task was somewhat familiar, and then he remembered that Lu Zhu had done the same thing a few months ago.

From Fuyunzi to the alchemist in Yaolu, he became more and more sure that it must be the elders of Yaolu who are behind the control of the general direction.

"Have you heard the wind? It shouldn't be, this matter is still in the planning stage."

Xi Fu was a little surprised. This matter is a major event in the outer sect and will not be spread to the outside world. Even he only found out about it recently.

"What are you doing, so mysterious."

Chen Sheng told about Lu Zhu's going out, and asked again.

Xi Fu didn't want to talk too much, and said, "Let's talk about it later, I'm trying to give you a chance."

This is the alchemist of the medicine house, so he has the opportunity to participate. Although Chen Sheng is also an alchemist, he has the name of a deacon.

He is trying to push Chen Sheng into the circle, at least he has a chance to compete.

Hearing this, Chen Sheng didn't ask any more questions, but started to rush to Lei's house in Yinchuan.

(End of this chapter)