At night, he would draw his sword towards the North Star, and in the morning he would breathe in and out the innate purple energy towards the scorching sun. He would also take time out to make up for his knowledge of alchemy.

“Gurgle…”

As always, Mr. Chen knew nothing about the pharmacology contained in Lei Xiao's waste elixir. Holding the gold paper with annotations, he looked like a mediocre person guarding a treasure mountain but unable to find the door.

In the end, he still wasted all the accumulation of Master Ding Dan.

Chen Sheng swallowed the waste Lei Xiao pill in one gulp. The expected sour and spicy taste did not occur, but a sulfur-like smell rushed straight to the top of his head.

In an instant, Chen Sheng's mind felt light and he felt as if his soul was ascending to heaven.

Immediately following.

An extremely violent medicinal power exploded in his abdomen, it was so brutal and powerful that there was no way it could be absorbed.

"Stir it, stir it. I only seek the principles of alchemy and pharmacology."

Chen Sheng's body's powerful healing ability consumed the energy of Lei Xiao's waste pill. He sat firmly on the Diaoyutai with a calm expression, comprehending the mystery of destruction.

It was like walking in a thunderstorm, with no shelter anywhere, and my body and mind suffered great damage.

The pain is always long.

Under such extreme torture, his body moved forward little by little, and finally found a small pavilion.

peaceful.

Chen Sheng grasped the pharmacology of Lei Xiao's waste pill. It was a piece of tranquility amidst destruction and violence. It was born from the interweaving of two kinds of spiritual herbs. It was extremely stable and could serve as a foundation when added to the prescription.

Swish, swish, swish…

With this realization, he wrote down what he had gained, and his writing was fluent, clear and increasingly professional.

Then.

Find Master Ding Dan.

"This is my understanding of Lei Xiao's waste pill."

When they met, Mr. Chen said directly.

Master Ding Dan took the page handed over by Chen Sheng, glanced at it, and said with a complicated expression, "How are you?"

He was sure that Chen Sheng must have used that unreasonable method again, otherwise how could he have cracked the mystery of Lei Xiao's waste pill so quickly.

Mr. Chen learns very well and quickly.

This is excellent.

But he was afraid that something might go wrong with this method of practice.

even if.

With his professional eyes, he couldn't see anything wrong with Mr. Chen's current health.

"Very good, refreshing."

Mr. Chen spoke the truth. His immortal body could withstand many destructive things. A little bit of poison could be eliminated with a cup of tea.

"There are such people in the world."

Master Ding Dan was amazed.

He was also familiar with the process, so he took out another mysterious waste pill and some annotations from the small treasure house in the alchemy room and handed them to Mr. Chen.

…

The third time.

Mr. Chen: “I’ve learned a lot again.”

Master Ding Dan: “Really, I’ve understood it thoroughly.”

Mr. Chen: "Are there any good tasting waste pills? The first two were too violent."

Master Ding Dan: "This one is a little softer."

Mr. Chen: That’s it.

…

The fourth time.

Mr. Chen: "It's too soft. I can't get used to it."

Master Ding Dan: "It's not good to be picky about food."

Mr. Chen: "Okay, whatever."

Master Ding Dan: "I'll give you a more complicated one."

…

The fifth time.

Mr. Chen: "That's good. I learned a little more."

Master Ding Dan: "Can you hold on? The more medicine you take, the greater the damage."

Mr. Chen: “I can handle it.”

Master Ding Dan: "I'll find you a powerful one."

…

This went on, back and forth, for more than twenty times.

Master Ding's inventory was decreasing little by little, while Mr. Chen's knowledge of alchemy was increasing rapidly.

"If you continue to accumulate knowledge like this, you will be able to start refining pills in a year or so."

Every time Chen Sheng came over, he would waste a special waste pill. Master Ding felt a little distressed, but seeing Chen Sheng's knowledge of pharmacology growing by leaps and bounds, he didn't feel so distressed anymore.

It is used, not wasted.

“I feel like there are still a lot of deficiencies.”

A qualified alchemist? Compared with Xi Fu and Master Ding, Chen Sheng felt that he really lacked a lot. Whether it was pharmacological knowledge or fire control techniques, they were very sparse and far from enough.

"You are already stronger than many alchemy apprentices."

A bystander can see things more clearly. Master Ding believed in his own judgment and said, "Today I will take you to see someone who is also a very unique alchemist."

He was very optimistic about Mr. Chen and understood why Xi Fu had recommended Mr. Chen to learn pharmacology from him.

I just admire it out of pure admiration and can't bear to see the studious younger generation waste their time.

Today, he had the same idea as Xi Fu and wanted to recommend Chen Sheng to another alchemist.

"Who is it?"

Hearing this, Mr. Chen's face was filled with interest.

For example, Xi Fu and Master Ding Dan are both outstanding first-class alchemists. He is very interested in people who are respected by these two people.

This means that he can learn a new alchemy skill.

"Master Feidan of the Luxing Palace."

Master Ding Dan said casually.

The two walked, passed by three palaces, and finally came to the "Luxing Palace".

The layout of the courtyard here is very much in the style of an alchemist, except that it is a little empty. The empty space has been turned into a medicine garden.

Mr. Chen saw an old man in the medicine garden. He looked like a farmer. He was holding a hoe and digging the ground.

The old man's movements were strong yet gentle, so as not to cause the soil to explode and hit the spiritual herbs nearby.

"He is Master Fei Dan?!"

Mr. Chen knew the rules of the Twelve Halls of the Medicine House. Outsiders were required to wait outside the door, so the status of this old man who was turning the soil in a swaggering manner must be not low.

"The spiritual herbs he grows are of the best quality in Yaolu. Whenever we need to refine a large pill, we always ask him to provide the raw materials."

Master Ding nodded. At first glance, Master Fei looked like an old farmer, but with the help of high-quality spiritual herbs, the pills he made were second to none in the medicine house.

"This must be the young man that both you and I have praised so much."

Different from the silence when Xi Fu took Chen Sheng to meet Master Ding Dan, this time Master Fei Dan was very enthusiastic towards Chen Sheng.

The fact that this young man was promoted by two outstanding first-class alchemists represents a kind of ability in itself.

"Meet Master Feidan."

Mr. Chen bowed, then looked at the old man with curious eyes.

This is real work. The skin on his face is tanned red by the sun and his trouser legs are covered with mud, which is different from the traditional image of an alchemist.

"No need to be so polite."

Master Fei waved his hand with a strong and dignified manner, then looked at Master Ding and said, "You came to me, not because you are thinking about my spiritual herbs, right?"

"No, I am thinking about your ability to grow spiritual herbs."

Master Ding Dan smiled. Although he had the same idea, his main purpose was to pave the way for Mr. Chen.

"Learn. Just learn whatever you want. It's fine as long as you have the mind and time for it."

Upon hearing that it was a kind of spiritual herb, Master Fei was very generous. He wanted to pass on this skill, but the little guy nowadays could not endure hardship and thought that alchemists were just high and mighty, which was not to his temperament.

If there is an old guy who is willing to learn, although he does not need to become an apprentice, he is still half a generation lower than him. It’s exciting just to think about it.

"It's not me, it's him."

Master Ding Dan shook his head. He was not capable of growing spiritual herbs.

Let's give young people a chance.

As he said this, he pushed Chen Sheng out.

"he?"

Master Fei Dan's eyes were focused on Chen Sheng, and his brows were slightly furrowed. He knew that if he didn't calm down and bury himself in the fields, he wouldn't be able to master this skill.

Over the years, he has been extremely disappointed with these young people.

"Is it not possible?"

Master Ding Dan asked.

"OK."

Master Fei Dan agreed immediately, pointed to the hoe on the ground, and said to Chen Sheng, "Turn over the soil of that spiritual land."

Can you do it? Can you calm down?

Talking and thinking too much is useless; only daring to think and act is the truth.

"A hoe? When I came to the Immortal Sect to farm."

Turn over the soil and work hard.

Mr. Chen did not feel that his talent was wasted. He even had a special memory for the hoe in his hand.

I remember that when he was a child, he also worked in the fields and planted crops.

At this moment, the hoe began to turn, and the memories of the once carefree days were also churning in his mind. A faint sense of nostalgia and tranquility emanated from him.

Poof! His movements were very graceful.

As Mr. Chen once said, everything that conforms to the great way has beauty.

The hoe, arms, lumbar spine, legs, and even every part of the body all worked in coordination.

When it reaches this point, the sound of the hoe turning over the soil is very light, and the sound of it falling to the ground is very heavy.

That feeling is very wonderful.

Mr. Chen liked this feeling. It was like a wanderer who had been trapped in a steel forest for many years. He was like a wanderer who had returned to his true self and was doing the most simple work. He felt very satisfied in his heart.

Sometimes, he would stop and observe the distance between the spiritual herbs and the wasteland. Once he was sure, he would act quickly and efficiently, turning the soil over without damaging any of the roots.

In a short while, one third of the spiritual land in the medicine garden had been cleared.

"Not bad, not bad. He has a bit of the airs of a spiritual plant husband."

Master Fei Dan was extremely satisfied. He looked into Chen Sheng's eyes with a look of joy and said, "Before, I was wondering why you and Lao Ding were so bored that you carved a piece of rotten wood. Now it seems that he has an aura that ordinary people don't have."

Be able to take it and put it down.

This is Master Fei's life motto. An alchemist should be able to sit firmly on the clouds, but should also be able to work on the fields like an old farmer.

Mr. Chen is not anxious, nor does he act superior. His temperament is one of equality and peace, as if everything in the world will return to the same place, so there is no high or low.

Therefore, he is a person who can stay in the middle and keep to the right path.

"Brother Chen, come here."

Seeing that Master Fei Dan recognized Chen Sheng, Master Ding Dan called him back.

He brought Chen Sheng here to learn the Dao of Alchemy, not to really plow the soil or learn farming.

"It's not finished yet."

Mr. Chen planned to take care of the medicine garden in one go. With someone like Master Fei around, there was no need to worry about not having a good harvest.

"This is my diary of growing spiritual herbs. Take a look at it first. In ten days, go to East District 9 and I will show you how to do it."

Master Fei Dan's hands are dark and chapped, which makes people think that he is a man who works in the fields to make a living and has little education. But in fact, he is a doer who verifies what he has learned with his actions.

Spiritual Herb Diary, Volume 1.

This was written by him himself and is his real treasure. Every knowledge point in it is a truth that has been verified again and again.

There are upper, middle and lower volumes.

At this time, he gave the first volume of the diary to Mr. Chen.

His hands were very dark, but the diary was very clean, and every word was neatly written, with a seriousness towards spiritual herbs.

"The younger generation will learn well."

Mr. Chen only said this, and it was very sincere.

After returning to Chenguang Palace, Chen Sheng became more and more reclusive. The painstaking inheritance of the three alchemists was enough for him to learn.

In addition, he also had to refine his qi and practice swordsmanship. He felt more fulfilled than ever before and became more confident about the road ahead.

"On February 2, it's time to sow. I sowed moongrass seeds and used white bird bones as fertilizer. They grew very fast."

"Follow-up."

"Half a month later, the growth rate of moon grass slowed down. I don't think it's because of the end of its growth cycle, but because of pests and diseases."

"I mixed water from the Three Rivers for irrigation, and sure enough, a layer of white frost appeared on the ground the next day. It was the corpse of the fine-haired worm."

…

"On April 1, I deduced the optimal growth temperature for Shenling grass. I look forward to success."

"I spent ninety low-grade spirit stones and had someone set up a cold and warm formation. I kept the temperature at the warm sun stage of early spring."

"It looks like it's going to go wrong. I decided to adjust it and raise the temperature a notch. I hope the Shenling grass won't die suddenly."

“Hahahaha, I succeeded.”

"Fourteen ke Wen, the best temperature for growing Shenling grass."

…

“Today is unlucky.

"Fuck, I got ripped off. I lost ten portions of the raw materials for the Dark Cloud Pill. Two months of work went in vain. I hate you, old thief Xifu."

When Mr. Chen read Master Fei Dan's diary, it was like hearing the sound of nature. It clearly recorded the growth environment of the spiritual herbs, the temperature, and a series of growth problems.

Fertilizing, pest control, turning the soil, weeding and so on.

He provided answers to all the questions he could think of, and he found this style of writing very refreshing.

Be concise and clear, and never be ambiguous if you can make it clear.

True transmission can be conveyed in one sentence; false transmission requires ten thousand books.

Every word Master Fei Dan said was plain and true.

Using simple principles, he laid a solid foundation for Mr. Chen. It is no exaggeration to say that this is a masterpiece.

Ten days.

It passed very quickly.

Mr. Chen got up early, washed up, put on a short suit, and rushed to the East 9th District.

The East 9th District is the same as the East 13th District. It is formed by regulating the veins of mountains and rivers. It conforms to the five elements and regulates yin and yang, making it extremely suitable for growing spiritual herbs.

"The same geographical environment, but the spiritual herbs grown here are more abundant than those in East District 13. This is the method."

Mr. Chen's attitude towards Xi Fu is the same as Master Fei Dan's. They both respect each other very much, so their perspective on the issue is at a fair level.

Just by looking with the naked eye, one can feel that the spiritual herbs in the East 9th District are growing vigorously and showing their vitality wantonly.

"You're here so early."

Before Mr. Chen could take a closer look, Master Fei Dan arrived. He was still like before, looking like an old farmer, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, very eye-catching.

When he saw Mr. Chen, he was a little surprised. This young man should have come here just after dawn, and he was dressed in a way that showed he had considered the actual situation.

He liked this attitude very much. He could tell at first glance that he was a down-to-earth and talented person.

(End of this chapter)