Chapter 1953: School

I Became Emperor, Golden Finger Came Chapter 1953 School

Chu Feng called Yaoyao and asked Yaoyao about the Holy Land on Earth in ancient times.

Yaoyao rolled her eyes and understood what Chu Feng was thinking.

Coincidentally, after understanding Chu Feng's thoughts, Yaoyao also had his own thoughts.

In order to realize his idea, Yaoyao ran away secretly, found a deserted corner, and prepared to "point out" Chu Feng.

"There are two major schools of medicine refining. Which school do you want to learn?" Meng Chuan ignored Yaoyao and was about to teach Wang Jing how to make medicine.

"Which two schools are they?" Wang Jing asked.

"One is the original school of medicine refining." Meng Chuan explained:

"This school does not pay attention to the skills of refining medicine. It does not have high requirements for pharmacology, medicine refining, etc. It only requires a little understanding."

"Then how does this sect make medicine?" Chu Zhiyuan was confused.

I only understand basic pharmacology and have a little knowledge in refining medicine. Isn't this just a medicine refining apprentice?

How can it still become a major school of medicine refining?

"Rely on your own strength to force the reactions between various medicinal materials, command the power of heaven and earth, supplemented by laws, resolve conflicts between all medicinal materials, as well as accidents that may occur during the refining process, and finally forcibly turn the elixir into a pill."

Meng Chuan explained in a very calm tone:

"Whether you can refine medicine into a pill or not, the level of medicine refining is not important, nor is the medicine refining skill. Only strength is the most important."

"You can't make a pill, it's just that you don't have enough strength."

"Strength can produce elixirs, and strength can produce miracles. There are no bells and whistles. It only requires the most primitive strength."

"You can also use the field to refine medicine, mobilize the general trend of heaven and earth, temper the medicinal materials, and forcibly blend them together. After all hidden dangers are eliminated, the elixir becomes fragrant."

"All means are just appearances and are not important. They can be replaced at any time. Only strength is the foundation."

"This is the original school of medicine refining. You don't need to spend a lot of time to learn the knowledge of medicine refining or spend a lot of money to buy medicinal materials to practice. You can make it after you get started."

"How about it, do you want to learn?"

"..."

Chu Zhiyuan and Wang Jing were obviously shocked.

As newbies on the road of evolution, although their cultivation is close to that of the ultimate saints, they are really newbies.

They had never come into contact with the knowledge of refining medicine before. It was only by watching Lin Nuoyi transform into Xiao Yan that she started as a layman and deepened her knowledge in the field of medicine refining step by step. It was the door to a new world that opened up.

The original school of medicine refining that Meng Chuan introduced to them now is nothing more than a "slight" impact on their newly formed view of medicine refining.

"Lao Meng, is there a possibility that this is not a serious method of refining medicine?" Chu Zhiyuan said hesitantly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Meng Chuan shook his head in denial.

"This is the most serious method of refining medicine. Everyone in this world does it this way."

"Are you questioning the mainstream?"

"Don't dare." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, but he still felt very strange, just very strange.

"What about the other school?" Wang Jing asked.

"The other school is that of Dou Qi Continent." Meng Chuan said in a disdainful tone:

"It's time-consuming. You need to practice a certain medicine-making step over and over again to learn pharmacological knowledge."

"It takes energy. Every time you refine medicine, you must concentrate on it, devote all your energy, use all your strength, and use specific medicine refining techniques at specific times without any slack."

"It costs money. Every time you practice medicine refining, you have to spend money to buy medicinal materials. From the time you come into contact with a pill recipe to the end, you have a higher probability of becoming a doctor. I don't know how much wealth it will cost."

"It is difficult to get started and requires energy attributes, mental strength, and concentration. It is even more difficult to master."

"From entry to burial, you may not be able to become a third-grade alchemist."

"You can't go far without the teacher's guidance, you can't go far without the elixir, and you can't go far without the strange flame."

Meng Chuan shook his head, "No dog can learn this style of art."

"And, in the Little Underworld and the world outside the Little Underworld, the first genre is mainstream, and the second is heresy!"

Chu Zhiyuan and Wang Jing always felt that things seemed to be getting weirder and weirder.

"Lao Meng, which school do you belong to?" Chu Zhiyuan asked a key question.

"Me, I know a little bit about both schools."

"..."

"Didn't you say that no one would learn from the second school?" After Wang Jing finished saying this, she wanted to say something else, but she hesitated.

"Yes, even dogs can't learn, but I am a human being." Meng Chuan said matter-of-factly:

"How can humans and dogs be the same?"

"It's impossible to restrain yourself with dog principles."

This makes sense...

"How are you doing? Whatever you want to learn, I'll teach you." Meng Chuan asked.

Wang Jing fell into thinking and analyzed Meng Chuan's introduction to the two schools. Finally, Wang Jing realized it.

"I want to learn both."

Meng Chuan smiled when he heard this, a boy can be taught.

Is this a multiple choice question?

Never!

At this time, Yaoyao also returned to Meng Chuan and the others, with a cheerful smile on her face.

"What did you and Chu Fengluan say?" Meng Chuan felt that Yaoyao was laughing very wickedly.

"Guide the lost lamb." Yaoyao was dissatisfied with Meng Chuan's description, "How can you call it nonsense?"

"He asked me which places would have ancient inheritance. I told him everything I knew and showed him the way. That's no problem, right?"

"Just give me some advice on how to bring me a daughter-in-law." Wang Jing said from the side, still thinking about Chu Feng's life events.

After graduating from college and leaving school, in the minds of parents, their children have reached the age suitable for marriage and childbearing.

I haven't found a girlfriend in my twenties yet, and am obsessed with communicators or other things all day long.

Treason!

Uncle Wang next door has his grandchildren.

Chu Feng has obviously been classified as a traitor because his nature is particularly bad.

"There's nothing you can do." The demon shook his head and flew up.

After so many experiences with five stunning girls, there was no spark or chemical reaction.

All she could say was that there was no hope and she should wait to die.

Meng Chuan handed Wang Jing a handful of books that smelled like ink and seemed to have just been printed.

"This is what I have learned throughout my life in refining medicine, and I leave it to you today."

"This is a very ancient inheritance of medicine refining. It has been passed down from generation to generation. After me, it was carried forward."

"Now I pass it on to you."

Wang Jing took the book of inheritance, glanced at it, and then looked at Meng Chuan, her eyes complicated, but she hesitated to speak.

Don't get me wrong, Wang Jing was not moved, but she really had something in her heart but didn't know where to start.

Because she saw a line in this ancient secret book of refining medicine that Meng Chuan said was inherited.

Produced by Daojie Printing Factory.

Of course she knew what a printing house was. Although the earth had entered the post-civilization era, there were still printing houses.

Then here comes the problem.

Which family's heritage is passed down from generation to generation? Is it wholesale printed in a printing factory?

She didn't know where Daojie Printing Factory was located and what it had to do with Meng Chuan.

But is this reasonable?

The most outrageous thing is that the ink on it has not even dried yet.

Wang Jing just touched the words on the cover, and the words were blurred, and black ink was stained on her hands.

Could you be more perfunctory...