This is a second-level elixir, and he is the only one in the medicine house who can refine it, so he has to do it himself.

He did not delay. After arranging the distribution of elixirs for each Taoist meridian, he entered the alchemy room and began to refine the Soul-Swallowing Pill.

“Buzz…”

The elixir fire ignited on Chen Sheng's palm, gentle and soft, like a well-behaved pet, running into the alchemy furnace and staying there quietly.

He stretched out his hand and put the spiritual herbs that had been prepared long ago into the alchemy furnace to be roasted by the flames.

In the fire, the shape of the spiritual herb became curled and brown, and traces of crystal liquid oozed out. Then they gathered more and more and condensed into a small ball.

The scorched and withered shell of the spiritual herb shattered with a snap, and the fire burned into smoke and dust that drifted away.

Chen Sheng was able to extract spiritual herbs, even those of the second grade, with ease. It was no different from refining first grade pills.

His alchemy skills have reached a high level, and things in the field of second-level elixirs can no longer hinder him.

It took more than an hour for Chen Sheng to extract a large number of spiritual herbs, and then he started to carry out the pharmacological smelting without stopping.

“Buzz…”

The art of pharmacology is very mysterious.

There are many kinds of arrangement numbers, and as the alchemist's mind changes, a skilled alchemist can improve the quality of the elixir by a lot.

When several kinds of magical herbal liquids came into contact with each other, the pharmacology contained in them began to converge, generating a mysterious aura.

Wisps of it, like smoke and rain, hazy and vague, interweaving to form a mass of mixed substance.

With the passage of time, one Qi turned into nine pills. Although they were still in the form of primitive pills, they already showed the magic of second-level pills.

"call"

Cook over low heat and take it gently to absorb the medicinal properties.

Finally, a rich aroma of elixir rushed out from the furnace mouth, filling the entire alchemy room and also tinged Chen Sheng's body with a hint of the fragrance.

"Nine pieces in one furnace. The amount offered by Yuwu Palace is so high that it would be difficult to make even if one were exhausted to death."

Chen Sheng put the nine perfect Soul-Swallowing Pills in the medicine furnace into the jade gourd and sealed it well.

He started refining the next batch of Soul-Swallowing Pills.

Although he cut the budget of Yuwu Hall, he would still work hard within his ability.

In the alchemy room, it was quiet except for the inextinguishable light of the alchemy fire, which was always bright.

Mr. Chen was conscientiously refining the elixir, letting time pass slowly.

He worked without stopping as he refined furnace after furnace of Soul-Swallowing Pills and put them into the jade gourd.

…

"Who are you?"

At the gate of the medicine house, Youye saw a tall young man, who was dressed neatly and tidy, and had a faint fragrance of elixir on his body.

He recognized that this was a colleague of his, also an alchemist.

Since they were from the same profession, he was naturally friendly to him. However, the man's face was unfamiliar and he didn't look like someone from Yaolu.

"Ma He from the Alchemy Hall is here to visit Elder Chen."

Today, the Medicine Refining Hall received a document from Yaolu, rejecting their proposal to request first-grade spiritual herbs. Many alchemists talked to each other, and finally Ma He was pushed out and stood here.

"The elder is busy and won't see any visitors."

All of a sudden, Youye lost his attitude.

The Yaolu and the Alchemy Hall were not on good terms with each other. There had been shady dealings as early as the time of Xiao Daofeng.

Over the years, there have been constant gaps between them. Even though they haven't fallen out, their relationship is always bad.

"When the war breaks out, the supply of elixirs will be insufficient, and the ones who will suffer are our fellow immortals. Why should you and I delay our work for a little quarrel?"

Ma He smiled bitterly. He naturally knew the gap between the Medicine House and the Medicine Refining Hall, and he also knew that he would be looked down upon if he came here.

This is also the reason why many alchemists in the Medicine Refinery Hall are unwilling to come, but since he is unlucky enough to come here, he must also try diligently.

Moreover, as far as he knew, the leader of Yaolu was not a narrow-minded person. He would agree for the sake of the immortal cultivators who were fighting for the Immortal Sect.

"Yuwu Hall is asking for the second-level Soul-Swallowing Pill, and the elder is refining it."

This statement was well-reasoned and You Yexin became serious and responded to Ma He's question.

However, Yaolu rejected the request from the Medicine Refining Hall, not because of the rift between the two parties, but because the materials consumed by all parties were in huge quantities and it was difficult for them.

"Well... the Medicine Refining Hall also has its difficulties."

Ma He knew this truth, but he still insisted, saying, "I want to wait for Elder Chen to come out and tell him in person."

For this mission, he must meet with Mr. Chen and have a conversation with him before returning to the Medicine Refining Hall to reply.

After all, as the war intensified, the consumption of first-level spiritual herbs was huge, and apart from the medicine house, they couldn't think of any other place that could supply them.

"what ever."

Yuye said calmly.

…

Half an hour later.

Someone else came looking for me.

This is the document from Yaolu, which was replied to one after another. Some Taoist sects who could not accept it sent people to complain.

"Inner sect member Feng Fengjixuan, requesting to see the medicine hut's steward."

A middle-aged man with a beard and hair handed in a visiting card and stood at the door of the medicine house. He was very polite and did not break the rules in the slightest.

"But you're here for the rejuvenation pill?"

You Ye came over again. He had some memories of this inner sect and knew the purpose of his visit.

"Yes, why did you reject our Dao Clan's request?"

In Ji Xuan's mind, he recalled the relationship between the sect and Yaolu. He had never heard of any hatred, but how come he was recognized so immediately.

"Since Sanfeng Peak is the inner sect's Dao vein, you can submit your request to the Medicine Refining Hall. You can't send everything to my Medicine House."

The reason why Youye was so impressed with Sanfengfeng was that Chen Sheng said that the inner sect should go to the Medicine Refining Hall on their own and they would not be able to serve them.

Yes, the division between inner and outer gates also involves the division of resources.

In this situation where materials are in short supply everywhere, it would be better for Yaolu to take on fewer tasks and let the Alchemy Hall handle it.

"The Medicine Refining Hall also rejected it."

Ji Xuan's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd, and he cried, "You have to make arrangements for me at Sanfeng Peak. I have two hundred immortal cultivators in my lineage fighting for the Immortal Sect outside, and we can't do without logistical support."

The fighting in the area they were responsible for was brutal, and without enough healing pills, the casualty ratio would increase a lot.

"All the alchemists in the Medicine House have already been assigned tasks, so there is no way to arrange it now."

Youye said helplessly.

The pharmacy has its own rules, and each family has its own difficulties and plans. They can only do their best, but cannot make everyone satisfied.

"No, I want to see your elders."

Ji Xuan couldn't leave, so he had to get some pills from the medicine house.

Since Youye cannot make the decision, he can appeal to Mr. Chen who can make the decision.

"The elder is also refining the elixir and cannot see guests."

Youye was very troubled. One by one, everyone came forward to explain that it was extremely detrimental to the management of the medicine house. But unfortunately, the situation was like this, and he couldn't blame anyone, which made him sigh.

"I will wait in front of the alchemy room and will not leave until I see you."

Ji Xuan insisted.

"There, see it?"

Youye pointed the way and there was another person who came to explain himself, so they beat him up together.

"Fellow Daoist, you are also from the inner sect and are asking for medicine."

“I guess so.”

Ma He had been waiting for a while and was very tired. This was the first time he had done such a prominent job and it was quite difficult.

"It's a pity that our two families also shed blood for the great cause of the Immortal Sect, but they are waiting outside the door. It's all because of... the Medicine Refining Hall."

Hearing this, Ji Xuan clapped his hands. As they were both wanderers in this world, he immediately felt sympathy and started to complain to the Medicine Refining Hall.

Look at other people’s medicine house. They handle the supply of elixirs for the outer sect properly and in abundance.

When they went to the medicine refining hall, all they received was a few useless words of consolation. They tolerated and supported each other and overcame the difficulties together.

It's so sour and annoying.

"Um?"

When Ma He heard the first half of the sentence, he agreed in his heart, but when he heard the second half, a big question mark appeared on his forehead.

This guy must have deliberately pretended not to know me and came up to me to insult me.

As someone from the Medicine Refining Hall, he said that the other party was very successful.

“Isn’t it right? The Medicine Refining Hall is in charge of the inner sect’s alchemy affairs, but it can’t even supply a few elixirs to the inner sect. It is truly a sinner of the Immortal Sect.”

Ji Xuan kept talking, expressing all his complaints. He turned around and saw that Ma He looked a little strange. He said, "Daoyou, why do you look a little strange?"

What he said was all fair. The entire inner sect was short of medicinal pills and was filled with curses.

"I suddenly feel a little bad."

Ma He realized that Ji Xuan was not really making indirect accusations, but was simply treating him as a fellow traveler and venting his dissatisfaction.

Sincere and real.

Without any hostility.

So, he is very tired.

"Yes, this is resonance. I am also sad and angry in my heart."

Ji Xuan's face became excited. It was right for him to be depressed. After encountering such injustice, he would indeed be in a bad mood.

“Is it resonance?”

Ma He looked up at the sky in silence, his mentality was about to collapse. He wanted to show his cards, but was afraid that he would be deeply embarrassed afterwards, so he decided to give up.

"Yes, you and I are both fellow Taoists who have been harmed by the Medicine Refining Hall, so we can empathize with each other the most."

Ji Xuan felt that this fellow disciple was someone he could make friends with, and he was a good person who listened quietly to his complaints.

"Okay, I want to be quiet, can you stop for a moment?"

Ma He was desperate and didn't want to talk. He needed to calm down, otherwise he would be speechless when Chen Sheng came out.

"Well..., it's all the fault of the Medicine Refining Hall."

Ji Xuan nodded, and finally added a sentence.

Ma He closed his eyes and stared blankly at the door of the pharmacy, hoping that Chen Sheng would come out soon.

…

In the alchemy room, the light of the furnace fire never stopped, and the determination on Chen Sheng's face was illuminated clearly.

He waved his hand, and one after another, all kinds of spiritual herbs were thrown into the alchemy furnace and were burned until they were clear and pure.

Secondly, hundreds of spiritual herbs were pharmacologically blended and condensed into elixirs, which were nurtured for a while and then stored away.

He has become very skilled in these steps.

Later on, the refining of the Soul-Swallowing Pill became more like an assembly line. He was like a ruthless alchemy tool, moving batch after batch of pills out of the alchemy furnace and putting them into the jade gourd.

A few days later.

Mr. Chen walked out of the alchemy room with a trace of fatigue on his face. As he walked, a strong fragrance of elixir naturally emanated from him.

He didn't know how many Soul-Swallowing Pills he had refined, but the number was definitely not small, and he was able to complete the task.

"Elder Chen, thank you for your hard work."

Ma He said sincerely.

He was an alchemist, and it was obvious that Chen Sheng was not avoiding him, but was working on making elixirs day and night.

He admires and respects this sense of responsibility and professionalism.

"Who are you?"

Mr. Chen asked doubtfully.

"I'm from the Medicine Refining Hall. I want Elder Chen to give me thousands of first-grade spiritual herbs of various colors."

Ma He explained his purpose. He had been waiting for this batch of spiritual herb resources for a while.

"Didn't you refuse?"

Mr. Chen shook his head and gave clear instructions to the clerk in the Medicine Refinery Hall. He was unable to assist and asked them to figure out a solution on their own.

"The Alchemy Hall is in urgent need of first-grade spiritual herbs. If we don't get them from the Medicine House, we won't be able to supply the first-grade elixirs of various Taoist sects."

Ma He smiled bitterly. There was a gap between the Medicine Refining Hall and the Medicine House, but they were of the same origin, so mixing the first-level spiritual herbs from here was the best choice.

"Oh no, why is he like this?"

Next to him, Ji Xuan was a little embarrassed after learning about Ma He's identity, and then a little angry. Thinking of the predicament of his own Dao lineage, he accused: "This is the dereliction of duty of your Medicine Refining Hall."

The Medicine Refining Hall was in charge of the inner sect's elixir affairs, and now things had gotten to the point where they were allocating spiritual herbs to the outer sect. As an outsider, he felt that this was excessive.

"Once the war starts, there won't be enough. This is normal."

Ma He explained.

The five major immortal sects are all huge, with a large number of cultivators. When they start fighting, elixirs and other materials will be consumed at a rapid pace, and the supply will definitely be tight.

It is normal that the previous credit limit has not shrunk enough.

"What about the medicine house? How do you say it?"

Ji Xuan sneered. It was not that they wanted to blame the Medicine Refining Hall, but there was really no problem with the supply of elixirs for the outer sect.

The fact that the medicine house can be supplied proves that there is no problem with the preparation of the elixirs by the Immortal Sect.

Then, the problem lies in the Medicine Refining Hall.

“You have no idea of ​​the situation.”

Ma He has no way to express his pain, and this is the root of the problem.

Yaolu is an exception, but people always think it is normal.

In fact, during Chen Sheng's hundred years in office, he built the medicine house into a huge institution with numerous channels for spiritual herbs, and expenses from all quarters were continuously delivered to the medicine house.

With such a foundation, Yaolu is as stable as a rock. With the help of Fuyunzi's connections at Baiyu Peak, it continues to build new channels. With the cooperation and interweaving of all parties, it is able to fully supply the entire outer sect with elixirs during the war.

"You and I are one family. We can talk later. You should solve the problem of Sanfeng Peak first."

Mr. Chen had something in mind. He decided to do his best to help others solve the issue of the Sanfengfeng Taoist vein.

He threw this matter to the Medicine Refining Hall. Now that Ma He is here, he can bring it up.

"After resolving the issue at Sanfeng Peak, can Yaolu and Alchemy Hall negotiate?"

Ma He’s hair was about to be pulled out. The shortage of spiritual herbs puzzled the top management of the Medicine Refining Hall for a long time.

They also wanted to follow Yaolu's example and expand their base, but the various factions were fighting with each other and no one could convince the people, so they had to give up.

He also wanted to get involved in the medicine house, but Chen Sheng had already established a solid foundation and his plans failed.

Up to now, even the Inner Sect Alchemy Hall is unable to manage the Outer Sect Medicine House, and they have become two organizations.

"Yes."

Mr. Chen finally gave in.

(End of this chapter)