Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 885 Art and Dao

In addition to Han Ping, there are even a few alchemists with higher ranks in Yaoshan. From this point of view, they are obviously interested in what happened here.

Baili Daofan, the fourth elder of the Pill Pavilion in the Baiyi Realm, is one of them. This person's alchemy skills have reached the eighth level.

Although it is only the initial stage, it is enough to stand out from the crowd.

Jiang Mo raised his eyes and said slowly, "I'll give you a portion of medicinal materials, two taels of snow lotus root, three coins of blue silver grass, half a catty of white rhino horn... and one plant of Wangyouhua."

However, before Jiang Mo could finish his words, Han Pingzhi said confidently: "This is the formula of Yin Po Pill. You thought it would be difficult for me. Just half a year ago, this old man came to refine it once!"

Everyone also made a slight discussion. This Yin Po Pill is not a very common elixir. There are many alchemists present. I don't know what Jiang Mo said just now.

However, Han Pingzhi's answer came up. Now, Jiang Mo is a little bit embarrassed. Everyone is thinking this way, just now he is very confident to take the exam of Han Yaoshi, what will you do next?
However, Jiang Mo didn't show any embarrassment at all. Instead, he looked at Han Pingzhi strangely and said, "The question I'm asking you is not this..."

Now it was Han Pingzhi's turn to froze. He didn't expect to rush to answer, but he was wrong...

Everyone was even more interested, and their eyes were all fixed on this side.

"Ahem... If you have any questions, just talk about it straight away, don't make a fool of yourself." Han Pingzhi coughed awkwardly and said.

"Since you already know that this is the recipe of Yinpo Pill. Then, let me ask you, if the refined Yinpo Pill is dark blue, what should you do?" Jiang Mo asked calmly.

This question alone is enough to make many pharmacists at a loss, and Han Pingzhi, as the chief pharmacist of the first-line sword sect, really has two brushes.

After thinking about it for a while, he said: "If it is dark blue, it means that the blue silver grass is too much, or the potency of the medicine has not been refined. However, the difference in the efficacy of the medicine will not be too big. If you want to make the color look good, I think it can be added Forget Sorrow Grass, make the color of the elixir lighten."

Everyone nodded and thought to themselves, Master Han is worthy of being Master Han, and he really has his own opinions.

Ordinary people, who can answer this?
Even Baili Daofan, the elder of Dange, nodded secretly, as if agreeing with Han Pingzhi's statement.

Baili Daofan admired that white-haired young man even more. Being able to ask such a profound question shows that this young man should also have extraordinary attainments in refining medicine!
However, to everyone's surprise, Jiang Mo shook his head.

"This kid, is he deliberately attracting attention? Han Yaoshi's answer is so perfect that even a layman like me can hear it. Why is that guy still shaking his head?"

"In my opinion, that guy is just a sensationalist, and may not really have any great alchemy skills."

"That's right, I think so too."

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Outside the Herb Mountain, there were voices of discussion, and it was very noisy.

Baili Daofan narrowed his eyes, but he wanted to hear the difference in this young man's opinion.

Han Pingzhi was aroused a little bit of anger. He was a dignified seventh-level pharmacist, where was he not worshiped by the stars, and now, he was actually denied by a junior. How can he not be angry?
"You tell me, what's wrong with the old man's solution?" Han Pingzhi asked.

"Yin Po Pill, the attribute is Yin and cold. If you follow the conventional solution and add some Wangyouhua, it can indeed remove the slightly dazzling color on the surface. But in fact, its medicinal properties have also been changed because of this. Perhaps it has not changed much. Many, when a monk hits the realm, he needs a variety of pills to assist him, just because of one unqualified pill, it may make his previous efforts go to waste, or even suffer backlash!"

Jiang Mo's voice was not loud, but every word he said was resounding, which moved not only the alchemists in the medicine mountain, but even the martial arts monks who didn't know how to refine medicine, nodded in agreement.

A elixir seems to have only slight differences, but if there is a deviation in the properties of the medicine, it may have very serious consequences for the user.

This is a question that a pharmacist must consider, and it can reflect the professional ethics of a pharmacist.

"Now, Yaoshi Han still thinks that your solution is correct?" Jiang Mo asked back with a smile.

At this time, Han Pingzhi was a little ashamed. Indeed, when they first learned about alchemists, they had already been taught by the teacher, and there should be no slight deviation. Now, with the rise of their strength and status, those most basic principles have already been left behind. up.

"Dare to ask my friend, if you encounter such a problem, how will you solve it?" Han Pingzhi humbly asked for advice, and everyone present whispered. The chief pharmacist of the first-line sword sect actually asked for advice like a junior. Incredible.

"If it was me, I would have destroyed the pill on the spot and re-refined it." Jiang Mo said seriously, "If it is said that Han Yaoshi's solution just now is the art of refining medicine, then my destroying the pill and re-refining it is Belongs to Tao!"

In fact, there is another sentence that Jiang Mo kept hidden in his heart, that is, if he made a shot, this situation should not happen.

This is a pharmacist at the alchemy level, confident in himself.

"Good! Well said!"

After hearing Jiang Mo's words, Baili Daofan suddenly stood up, clapped his hands and said.

Just now after listening to Jiang Mo's views on art and Tao, Baili Daofan seemed to have realized something. All these years, he has been stuck in the bottleneck of the early stage of the eighth-level alchemist. Now, Jiang Mo's plain words are like It was like a revelation, which made him suddenly enlightened.

With Baili Daofan taking the lead, thunderous applause erupted inside and outside of Yaoshan Mountain.

Although Jiang Mo's words were very simple, they were very to the point.

Even those martial arts monks outside Yaoshan couldn't help clapping their hands.

"May I ask who your teacher is, who can teach you such an excellent disciple, you must be an expert?" Han Pingzhi asked with a smile, and at this time he no longer had the airs of a pharmacist.

Jiang Mo shook his head, and said, "There is no school, no sect, I'm just figuring it out on my own."

Seeing Jiang Mo's humble expression, Han Pingzhi didn't ask anymore. Most of the reclusive people don't like high profile.

"It's just a theory, how can it explain the real strength?" A discordant voice came out, and an old man in a gorgeous alchemist's robe snorted coldly.

Everyone saw that Han Pingzhi's body trembled slightly after seeing this person. This person's name was Chen Feng, not much weaker than Baili Daofan.

"If you really have real talents and learning, then show off your skills and let everyone see." Chen Feng looked at Jiang Mo and said.

"I know you very well?" Jiang Mo gave this person a weird look, as if he was looking at an idiot, which made Chen Feng lose his face.

(End of this chapter)