Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 132 Allocation
It is impossible for Chen Sheng to supply the spirit-swallowing pills needed by the Hall of Yuwu in full, but he will not completely refuse them. Each path has its own difficulties, and it must be given enough consideration.

This is a second-tier elixir, and only he can refine it in the medicine hut, so he has to do it himself.

He didn't delay, after arranging the ration of pills for each channel, he also entered the alchemy room and started to refine the spirit-swallowing pill.

"Om..."

The alchemy fire ignited in Chen Sheng's palm, gentle and gentle, like a well-behaved pet, ran into the alchemy furnace and stayed quietly.

He took a picture of his hand, and put the spirit grass that had been prepared well into the alchemy furnace to be roasted by the flames.

In the furnace fire, the shape of the spirit grass became curly and browned, and traces of crystal liquid leaked out, and then gathered more and more, forming a small ball.

And the scorched yellow and withered body of the spiritual grass shattered with a click, causing the fire to burn into smoke and dust, which drifted away.

The refinement of spirit grass, even if it is a second-order spirit grass, Chen Sheng can handle it with ease, and it is no different from refining a first-order elixir.

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

After a delay of more than an hour, Chen Sheng refined a large number of spirit herbs, and continued to smelt them medicinally.

"Om..."

The way of pharmacology is very mysterious.

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

Several kinds of spirit herb liquids touched together, and the medicinal properties contained in them began to converge, deriving a mysterious aura.

Silky strands, like smoke and rain, hazy, intertwined to form a mass of Hunyuan.

Under the impetus of time, Yiqihuajiuwan, although it looks like the original elixir, has already seen the magic of the second-order elixir.

"call"

Swallow slowly and lukewarm, astringent medicinal properties.

In the end, a strong fragrance of alchemy rushed out from the furnace mouth, permeated the entire alchemy room, and was also lingering on Chen Sheng's body.

"Nine pieces in one furnace, the amount offered by the Yuwu Palace is difficult to achieve even if you are exhausted."

Chen Sheng put the nine perfect spirit-swallowing pills in the refining furnace into jade gourds, so that they could be sealed up.

The refining of the next batch of Swallowing Spirit Pill started again.

Although he has reduced the quota of Yuwu Hall, within the scope of his ability, he will still work hard.

In the alchemy room, it was quiet, only the unquenchable radiance of the alchemy fire was always bright.

Chen Sheng knew that he was refining alchemy, and let time pass by slowly.

He could only see that without stopping, he refined a furnace of swallowing pills and put them into the jade gourd.

……

"you are?"

At the gate of the medicine hut, You Ye saw a tall and straight young man, his clothes were neatly arranged, and there was a faint fragrance of dandelion on his body.

He recognized that this was a colleague and an alchemist.

Since he is a fellow, he is very kind, but this person's face is strange, he doesn't look like someone from the medicine house.

"Alchemy Hall Mahe, come to visit Elder Chen."

Today, the Alchemy Hall received a document from the medicine house, rejecting their proposal to obtain the first-level spirit grass. Many alchemists talked with each other, and finally Ma He was pushed out and stood here.

"The elder has something to do, so there are no outsiders."

All of a sudden, You Ye lost his attitude.

The medicine house and the medicine refining hall are not in harmony. As early as Xiao Daofeng's period, there were black hands.

Over the years, there have been constant gaps, even if the skin is not torn, the relationship is always bad.

"At the same time as the war, the supply of elixir is not in place, and it is the comrades of Xianzong who suffer. Why do you and I delay the business because of a little emotional dispute?"

Ma He wryly smiled, he naturally knew about the gap between the medicine hut and the medicine refining hall, and he also knew that he would be treated coldly if he came here.

This was also the reason why many alchemists in the Alchemy Hall refused to come, but since it was unlucky for him to come, he had to try diligently.

Moreover, as far as he knew, the leader of Yaolu was not a narrow-minded person, and from the perspective of the cultivators fighting for the Immortal Sect, he would agree.

"The Hall of Yuwu is asking for the second-order spirit-swallowing pill, and the elder is refining it."

These remarks were well-founded, and You Yezhi became serious, and responded to Ma He's question.

It's just that the Medicine House rejected the request from the Medicine Refining Hall, not because of the gap between the two parties, but because of the consumption of various materials, the quantity is huge, and it is difficult for them.

"This...the alchemy hall also has difficulties."

Ma He knew this truth, but still persisted, saying, "I'll wait for Elder Chen to come out and tell him face to face."

For this errand, he must meet Chen Sheng and have a chat before returning to the alchemy hall to reply.

After all, with the escalation of the war, the consumption of Tier [-] spirit grass was huge, and they couldn't think of any place to supply it except the medicine shed.

"what ever."

You Ye calmly said.

……

After half an hour.

Someone came to look for it again.

This is the document from the medicine house, and they replied one after another, with some unacceptable clues, so they sent people to complain.

"Feng Feng, the third of the inner sect, said quietly, asking to see the steward of the medicine hut."

A middle-aged man with a beard and hair, sent a letter of worship, and stood at the door of the medicine house, very polite, without a trace of overstepping the rules.

"But it's for the Rejuvenation Pill?"

You Ye came over again, he had a little memory of this inner sect, and knew why he came.

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

In Jixuan's mind, he recalled the relationship between Menzhong and Yaolu. He had never heard of enmity, but he was recognized immediately.

"Since San Fengfeng is the Daoist of the inner sect, you can pass the request to the medicine refining hall. If you can't do anything, you can join in my medicine room."

The reason why You Ye was so impressed with San Fengfeng was that Chen Sheng said that the inner disciples went to the Alchemy Hall by themselves, and they couldn't serve them.

Also, the division of inner and outer doors also involves the division of resources.

In this situation where materials are in short supply, it is better for the medicine house to take on less tasks and let the medicine refining hall handle it.

"The Alchemy Hall also refused."

Jixuan's face was wrinkled like a bitter melon, and he cried, "I have to arrange it for me, San Fengfeng. There are two hundred cultivators from my lineage who are fighting for the Immortal Sect, so we can't do without logistical support."

The area they were in charge of was in a fierce battle. Without enough healing pills, the battle damage ratio would increase a lot.

"The alchemists everywhere in the medicine house have already assigned tasks, and now there is no way to arrange them."

You Ye said helplessly.

The drug house has its own rules, and each family has its own difficulties and plans. They can only do their best, but they cannot satisfy everyone.

"No, I want to see your elders."

Ji Xuan couldn't leave, more or less, he had to collect some pills from the Yaolu.

Since You Ye can't be the master, then he can appeal to Chen Sheng who can be the master.

"The elder is also refining alchemy, so he can't see guests."

You Ye had a headache, one or two came forward to explain clearly, which was extremely unfavorable to the management of the medicine house, but it was unlucky, and the situation was like this, and it was impossible to criticize harshly, which made people sigh.

"I'm going to wait in front of the alchemy room, and I won't leave until I see someone."

Ji Xuan insisted.

"There, do you see it?"

You Ye pointed the way, and there was also a person who came to the door to explain clearly, and he beat him up.

"Fellow Daoist, you are also from the inner sect to ask for medicine."

Ji Xuan came over and waited outside the alchemy room, exchanging greetings with the people around him skillfully.

"That's it."

Ma He had been waiting for a while, and he was very tired. It was the first time for him to do this kind of showy work, and it was quite difficult.

"It's a pity that my two families also shed blood for the great cause of the Immortal Sect, and they waited outside the door. It's all because of... the Alchemy Hall."

Hearing this, Ji Xuan clapped his hands. He was also a fallen person in Tianya, and immediately empathized with him, and complained to the Alchemy Hall for a while.

Looking at other people's medicine house, the supply of pills from the outer sect is properly handled, and there is still plenty.

They went to the alchemy hall, and what they got was a few words of useless comfort, and they endured and supported each other to overcome the difficulties together.

It's sour, it's annoying.

"Ok?"

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 rose on his forehead.

This guy deliberately pretended not to know each other, so he came to Mai Tai on purpose.

As a member of the alchemy hall, he said that the other party was very successful.

"Isn't it right? The Alchemy Hall is in charge of the alchemy of the inner sect, but it can't even supply some elixir to the inner sect. It is really a sinner of the immortal sect."

Jixuan chattered on and on, exhausting his complaints, turned around, saw Ma He's expression, something was wrong, and said: "Fellow Daoist, why is there something wrong with his expression?"

What he said was all fair words, and the whole inner sect lacked the Taoism of pills, and they were all scolded.

"Suddenly I feel a little bad."

Ma He could see that Ji Xuan really didn't point at Sang and scold Huai, but just regarded him as a fellow and vented his dissatisfaction.

Sincerely, truly.

Without the slightest bit of hostility.

So, he is very tired.

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

On Jixuan's face, it's right to be excited and depressed. After encountering such injustice, the mood will indeed be bad.

"Is it resonance?"

Ma He looked at the sky speechlessly, his mentality was about to collapse, and he wanted to show his cards, but after that, he might be deeply embarrassed, so forget it.

"That's right, you and I are fellow Taoists who were harmed by the Alchemy Hall, so I can empathize with you the most."

Jixuan felt that this fellow was a good person who could make friends with him, listened quietly to his complaints, and was a good person.

"Okay, I want to be quiet, can you stop for a while."

Ma He was desperate and didn't want to talk. He had to sort out his mentality, otherwise when Chen Sheng came out, he wouldn't be able to say anything.

"Okay... I blame the Alchemy Hall."

Ji Xuan nodded, and at the end, I would like to add the last sentence.

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

……

In the alchemy room, the light from the fire never stopped, and the resolute look on Chen Sheng's face was illuminated to every detail.

With a snap of his hand, he threw various types of spiritual herbs into the alchemy furnace one after another, and they were burnt until they became crystal clear.

Furthermore, hundreds of kinds of spiritual herbs have undergone pharmacological blending, condensed into pills, cultivated for a while, and put away for storage.

He is already very proficient in these steps.

Later, the refining of the spirit swallowing pill was more like an assembly line. It was like a ruthless alchemy utensil, moving a batch of pills out of the alchemy furnace and putting them into the jade gourd.

a few days later.

Chen Sheng walked out of the alchemy room with a trace of exhaustion on his face, walking past him, he naturally exuded a strong fragrance of alchemy.

He didn't know how many Spirit Swallowing Pills he had refined, but there were definitely a lot of them, and he could make a difference.

"Elder Chen, you have worked hard."

Ma He said sincerely.

He is an alchemist, and it can be seen that Chen Sheng is not avoiding him, but is alchemy day and night.

This sense of responsibility and professionalism made him admire and respect him a lot.

"you are?"

Chen Sheng questioned.

"The people from the Alchemy Hall want Elder Chen to give thousands of first-order spiritual herbs of various colors."

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

"Didn't you refuse?"

Chen Sheng shook his head. He explained clearly to the documents of the Alchemy Hall that he was powerless to help, and let them find their own way.

"The first-order spirit grass in the Alchemy Hall is in a hurry. If it is not prepared from the medicine house, there is no way to supply the first-order elixir of each path."

Ma and wry smile, there is a gap between the medicine refining hall and the medicine house, but they are of the same origin, and it is the best choice to mix the first-level spiritual herbs from here.

"Oops, why is he like this."

Next to him, after learning about Ma He's identity, Ji Xuan was a little embarrassed, and then a little annoyed. Thinking of the embarrassment of his own family, he accused: "This is your dereliction of duty in the medicine refining hall."

The Alchemy Hall is in charge of the inner sect's elixirs, and now it's going to distribute spirit herbs to the outer sect. As an outsider, he thinks it's too much.

"When there is a war, there will not be enough. This is a normal situation."

Ma He explained.

The five great immortal sects are all huge monsters, and there are so many immortal cultivators. When fighting, the consumption of pills and other materials will definitely be tight.

It is normal for the quota in the past to shrink insufficiently.

"What about the medicine house, how should I say it?"

Ji Xuan snorted, not because they insisted on blaming the Alchemy Hall, but because there was a problem with the supply of elixir from the outer sect, and there was really no problem.

The fact that the medicine hut can supply it proves that there is no problem with the preparation of Xianzong's pills.

Then, the one with the problem is the Alchemy Hall.

"You don't know the situation at all."

Ma Heyou can't tell the truth, this is the root cause.

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

In fact, Chen Sheng has been in power for a hundred years, and he has built the medicine house into a giant. There are many channels for spiritual herbs, and they are continuously transported to the medicine house.

With this foundation, the Medicine House is as stable as Mount Tai, and with the help of Bai Yufeng Fuyunzi's contacts, new channels are constantly being built, and all parties cooperate and intertwine, so that they can supply the entire outer sect with a full amount of pills during the war.

"You and I are considered a family. Let's talk about it later. You should solve the problem of San Fengfeng first."

Chen Sheng had some calculations in his mind, and he had to try his best to resolve the matter of Feng Feng's pathology.

He threw this matter to the Alchemy Hall, and now that Ma He is here, he can talk about it.

"After the matter of San Fengfeng is resolved, can the Medicine House and the Medicine Refining Hall talk about it?"

The horse and hair were about to be torn off, and the lack of spiritual herbs confused the senior management of the alchemy hall for a long time.

They also wanted to follow the example of Yaolu and expand their base, but they competed with each other, and no one could convince the crowd, so they had to give up.

He also wanted to get his hands on the medicine house, but Chen Sheng's foundation was already established, and his calculations were all in vain.

Up until now, the Inner Medicine Refining Hall was unable to control the Outer Sect Medicine House, as if two institutions had been formed.

"Can talk."

Chen Sheng still let go.

(End of this chapter)