"I admire Qin, the Inspector, for his cleverness," Han Chen exclaimed. He himself was an unconventional person, so he felt a sense of identification with Qin Mu.
"Brother Han, you flatter me. I wonder if you know anything about alchemy?" Qin Mu asked.
"I know a little bit about this. Could it be that Inspector Qin wants to refine some kind of elixir?"
"Brother Han, you can call me Qin Mu or Huai Dao. This isn't a government office. I don't want to refine pills; I want to learn how to refine pills," Qin Mu said, waving his hand.
"Learn alchemy? That's not so easy. Do you know why there are so few pills?" Han Chen asked, slightly taken aback.
"have no idea."
"Refining pills requires using a pill-refining furnace. First, one must understand pharmacology. If it is just about refining a finished pill formula, then it is relatively simple. However, refining pills requires constantly controlling the pill-refining furnace with one's mental energy, which is something that most people cannot do, or would be a losing proposition."
In addition, different prescriptions require different cooking times for the medicinal materials, which requires experience. Therefore, alchemy requires a lot of time and money to produce medicinal materials.
Generally speaking, I don't recommend that you learn alchemy, Brother Qin," Han Chen said eloquently.
"With my current spiritual power, I'm not strong enough for alchemy!" Qin Mu asked in surprise, then realized he hadn't said something right and added, "What I mean is, with my current level of cultivation, I'm not suitable for alchemy either?"
"Brother Qin, are you a scholar?" Han Chen asked, somewhat uncertainly.
"Yes, intermediate-level bachelor." There was no point in hiding it; even an expert could tell. Qin Mu nodded in acknowledgment.
“That’s definitely not a problem, but your mental energy will recover relatively slowly. Plus, alchemy requires you to start from the basics and practice for a long time, so I still don’t recommend you learn it.” A look of surprise flashed across Han Chen’s eyes. He never expected that Qin Mu was actually a mid-level scholar.
"It's alright, didn't I tell you? I've also studied medicine," Qin Mu said with a smile. Confident in his memory and knowing that his mental strength was significantly greater than the average person, he didn't accept Han Chen's suggestion.
"Brother Qin, I wonder what level your medical skills are at?" Han Chen asked.
"I wonder how the medical realms are divided?" Qin Mu asked.
"The classification of medical practitioners is relatively simple. Excluding apprentices, they are divided into Qihuang physicians, Qingnang physicians, Xinglin divine physicians, and Xuanhu sage physicians. There is also a third category, which is those who have reached an unparalleled level in a certain aspect, like my master's Medicine King. Medicine King is both my master's title and his level of attainment."
"Qihuang physician" refers to a physician who has taken a master's degree, while "Qingnang good physician" requires passing an examination and obtaining recognition from three colleagues from different prefectures who are of a higher or equivalent level than themselves.
"The title of 'Divine Physician' is extraordinary; it is recognized by the people of the entire state. A 'Medical Immortal' must be a master of the highest order. Even if they cannot bring the dead back to life, they can still defy fate. As the saying goes, a healer can save the world, but a 'Medical Immortal' defies the heavens." Han Chen said with longing.
"I see. To be honest, I am not at the level of a healer. Strictly speaking, I can only be considered an apprentice," Qin Mu said with shame.
"So, Brother Qin didn't receive systematic medical training?"
"Yes."
"So how much do you know about the properties of medicinal herbs? How many medical books have you read? And what are you good at? Prescriptions or diagnosis?" Han Chen asked.
Although Qin Mu had read many medical books, including the *Synopsis of Prescriptions of the Golden Chamber*, the *Huangdi Neijing*, the *Qianjin Fang*, the *Compendium of Materia Medica*, and even the *Shennong Bencao Jing* and the *Huangdi Waijing*, he was certain that the medicinal properties of the two worlds were completely different, and the dosage of the same prescription would inevitably differ.
Treating illnesses and saving lives is different from making medicinal wine. That stuff is simple and the dosage can be any amount. Treating illnesses and saving lives requires the medicinal properties to be targeted to the body without harming the person.
"I recognize quite a few medicinal herbs, but I'm not familiar with their properties. I also learned some acupuncture techniques from my master," Qin Mu replied after thinking for a moment.
"Acupuncture?" Han Chen said, then suddenly stood up and asked with slight excitement, "Is it the Guigu Divine Needle?"
"The Eighteen Needles of Guigu! I wonder if it's the same as the Guigu Divine Needle you mentioned," Qin Mu replied.
"That's right! That's right! The Eighteen Needles of Guigu, also known as the Divine Needles of Guigu, is one of the three great divine needles in the world. One needle can decide life and death!" Han Chen said excitedly.
"Wow! That's amazing! Brother Qin, why didn't you mention this before?" Xiangli Yanran asked in surprise.
Knowing that she didn't mean anything by it, Qin Mu explained, "I didn't know it was that powerful, because it's a miscellaneous text from my sect, and it doesn't say that you have to learn it."
"You...you...you're wasting such a precious resource!" Han Chen, looking furious, pointed at Qin Mu with a trembling hand.
The first time I met Han Chen, I was surprised to see such a wide range of facial expressions. But being handsome is an advantage; even when he was a little angry, he wasn't unpleasant to be around.
"I don't know! I didn't feel it was that powerful!" Qin Mu said, spreading his hands.
"You...you...do you know that the Guigu Divine Needle can cure diseases and save lives with just one needle? It is one of the three great divine needles in the world. Do you think it's just empty fame?" Han Chen asked, suppressing his anger.
"That's not right! This is called the Eighteen Needles of Guigu! How can it only require one needle? Could there be a mistake?" Qin Mu asked blankly.
“That’s right! The reason it’s called the Eighteen Needles of Guigu is because if all eighteen needles are used at once, as long as there’s still a breath left, it can save the patient. It’s known as reversing life and death,” Han Chen said with certainty.
"What about the other two acupuncture techniques? What's so special about them?" Li Chongyi asked curiously.
"I've only heard about these things; there must be something special about them that outsiders don't know. The Thirteen Ghost Needles is a unique skill of the Bian Que School, mainly targeting various ailments of the soul, consciousness, and brain, which is beyond the reach of others. What I learned is the Taoist Taiyi Divine Needle, which can not only treat various ailments and injuries, but also cleanse the marrow and refine the meridians in the hands of my master," Han Chen explained.
"Wouldn't that mean you could turn an ordinary person into a genius?" Li Chongyi asked, his eyes wide with shock.
"It is indeed possible, but the price to pay is too high! The so-called 'marrow cleansing' refers to saving people who cannot be cured by ordinary means using special methods," Han Chen explained vaguely.
"Phew! That's impressive enough!" Li Chongyi exclaimed, taking a deep breath.
Everyone could understand Han Chen's explanation, but no one pressed for details as to why it wasn't explained more clearly, since it was someone else's special skill.
Han Chen wasn't afraid of them spreading the word, since it was something many people already knew. But knowing it was one thing; without the skills of a medical immortal, who else could do it? Even a medical immortal might not be able to do it, so he wasn't worried that anyone would use it against him.
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