THE UNRIVALED MIRACLE DOCTOR AND THE GOD
Chapter 105: Try to Fix the Medication
After returning from Taolin, Mu Qingge let Youhe and Huayue guard the garden gate, and no one was allowed to enter and disturb. Three meals a day were sent to his room, and then came to clean.
In the side room of Mu Qingge's room, the small room contained medicine cabinets on three walls.
The name of the herbal medicine is written on each drawer.
In the middle of the room was a three-legged medicinal cauldron and a long table, which could be used to concoct medicine and make preparations before processing medicine.
Mu Qingge stood in this room, looking around, nodding in satisfaction.
In the inheritance of the pill god, in order to learn how to concoct pills, the first thing to learn was to learn the most basic refining medicine.
Follow the steps of prescribing pills with different amounts of herbal medicines, aided by mental strength, and refine through the pill furnace. Only when ten furnaces were purified, ten furnaces were obtained, and the powder was not consumed, could it be considered to master the basic steps of pill making, medicinal refining.
Only when this step is actually done can you be considered as the first step in the path of refining medicine, and you can try purifying low-level medicine.
The so-called low-tier pills were basically like the golden pain medicine, Huoxue San, and the like that Mu Qingge had once known. If you want to get more excited, it is the cold medicine and Xiaoshi tablet that the family kept before.
Although low-level pills had low quality and mediocre effectiveness, these pills were rare in Qin. It must be said that in Qin, there were more medicinal soups and medicines than medicinal pills.
Because Qin had almost no alchemists. Few people were also supported by the royal family and the extended family to create alchemy for them. Processed medicines are all medium and low level pills. Among them, there were many low-level potions, and medium-sized elixirs were rare.
At first, Mu Xiong took out a pill to save Mu Qingge, and no one in the Qin State could refine it, let alone possess it.
Everything was already prepared, Mu Qingge held out, as if she was going to show off her skills.
Looking to see Mo Yang, who had arranged everything here secretly, he said: "This is a good thing, but remember to keep it a secret, even the old man can't say it."
"Yes." Yeah." Mo Yang nodded without hesitation.
In terms of obeying Mu Qingge's orders, she did a better job than You He and Hua Yue.
Waving, Mu Qingge said: "You go down first, I didn't tell you, don't go in if something happens."
Mo Yang replied, turned around to leave the room, and closed the door.
The room was filled with the scent of various herbs, which made Mu Qingge extremely uncomfortable. But in the end he held her back.
“Isn't it just purifying medicine to make pills? I can't believe how hard it is!” Mu Qingge moved her limbs, walked to a long table, and began to remember the basics to start an inheritance.
"First choose the remedy, for the remedy, weigh, grind, and last strain!"
After mastering the steps of refining medicine, Mu Qingge raised her sleeves and began to do so!
What he wanted to fix was the simplest Qingxin San.
The effect of this drug is to concentrate and calm the nerves. The effect is similar to that of soothing aromatherapy in previous lives.
It could be said that if someone and Mu Qingge knew more herbs than anyone right now, then the most powerful alchemists in the Linchuan Continent could not compare to him.
However, if it was better than refining medicine to concoct pills, any disciple could defeat it.
Taking the herbs to purify Qingxin San from the medicinal cabinet, Mu Qingge sorted them out one by one with a clear mind.
After which, he carefully selected grass clippings and some medicinal plants that caused malnutrition.
After the drug is taken and divided, weighing begins.
In this tedious process, Mu Qingge sighed in his heart: refining medicine to make pills was truly a task that combined physical strength and mental strength. The most important thing is that you have to endure loneliness.
Because this process is so boring!
With lips tightly clenched, Mu Qingge stared at the scales on the medicinal scales, weighing the final herbs.
After the current preparations were prepared, three hours had passed.
After Mu Qingge finished the food delivered by You He in the middle, she sat cross-legged in front of the pill furnace.
According to the legacy of the Pill God, it was not easy to purify different herbs into powder and fuse with each other. Due to the different medicinal properties, an accidental impact will cause the frying to fail.
Moreover, this step could only be completed by relying on spiritual guidance. To expand one's mental strength into the pill furnace, coordinate the fierce collision between the different powders, and guide them to dissolve.
Therefore, before proceeding to the next step, Mu Qingge had to train her energy and accept the challenge.
After a stick of incense, Mu Qingge gently opened her eyes. A flash of light flashed across his clear eyes Right now, his mental strength was extremely full and he was ready to refine medicine.
Taking Qingxinsan's medicine and putting it in front of her, Mu Qingge opened the lid of the pill furnace.
Pull the flap of fire, throw it into the fire stove under the furnace And.
Suddenly — dried wood and fire oil that had been put into it caught fire.
The orange flames surged upwards, and the outstretched tongue continued to lick the bottom of the furnace.
Feeling the pill furnace warm up, Mu Qingge threw the first herbs into the pill furnace.
Mental strength is a futile thing. Those who could sense it naturally knew what it was. And those who can't feel it, no matter how others describe it, they can't understand what it is.
To Mu Qingge, mental strength was already no stranger.
A tentacle-like transparent mental strength, quietly stretched out from his brows, stretched out toward the pill furnace, entered into it, turned into baby-like hands, tinkering with the herbs in the pill furnace ...