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Chapter 56 The poor rely on technology, the rich rely on waste!

"Fifth brother, where do you think eldest brother will go?"

On the road between Renshou Palace and Qingning Palace, Zhu Zhanyong and Zhu Zhanqian walked side by side.

"I don't know." Zhu Zhanqian was silent, let go of what was on his mind, and shook his head.

He's telling the truth, he really doesn't know where Zhu Zhanji has gone.

The current Zhu Zhanji's cultivation base is already refining Qi and turning into a god, although he is still two levels behind his cultivation base.After all, the basic cultivation realm of refining Qi and transforming gods is there, and he is a real big monk.

Where such a person wants to go, it is really a matter of one thought, and the sword can travel thousands of miles.

In addition, now that Zhu Zhanji has broken through to refine Qi and transform into a god, his heart is beating, no one knows what he is thinking now.

It may even be one thought per minute, and each thought will trigger countless thoughts!
"I didn't expect this pair of hearts to beat so well." Zhu Zhanyong took a deep breath and said, "Brother didn't speak out in the group, nor did he leave any words. My sister-in-law went to the side hall where he practiced yesterday. found out when."

"Mother has been crying for two days..." Zhu Zhanyong sighed softly.

Saying that, the two stepped into the gate of Qingning Palace.

The court ladies and eunuchs at the side immediately saluted the two of them.

"Actually, I think that in the current state of my eldest brother, going out for a walk may be a breakthrough." Zhu Zhanqi lowered his voice and said:
"With his cultivation base, he can go anywhere in this world."

"Even if the spiritual energy in his body is exhausted, there is no need to worry, the strength of the great monk lies in that."

Hearing Zhu Zhanyi's words, Zhu Zhanyong followed up and said, "After the elder brother broke through, he gave his part of the spirit stone to grandpa a few days ago."

"Perhaps what you said, fifth brother, is right. It's good to go out for a walk. The immortal also said that to understand the world of mortals, it is not advisable to work behind closed doors..."

"Hush!" Walking to the dining room, Zhu Zhanyong made a gesture of silence, but Zhu Zhanyong didn't speak when he saw this.

"Father, mother." The two saluted together.

"Come on, sit down." Zhu Gaochi greeted the two sons immediately, but Zhang Shihong looked at them and did not speak.

"Mother, are you crying?" Zhu Zhanqian asked with concern.

"Son." Seeing the younger son's concerned eyes, Zhang's eyes turned red again, and he said, "Brother Ni, he just left like that, he doesn't want your mother anymore."

Hearing Zhang's crying voice, Zhu Zhanqian couldn't help but soften in his heart.

Don't look at Zhang Shi who likes herself the most on weekdays, but she treats the three sons the same, but the three sons have their own tempers, so she treats them differently when getting along.

"Don't worry, mother. Didn't Grandpa give the order to all Jinyiwei guards across the country to look for it? He will bring Big Brother back as soon as he finds it. Maybe Big Brother just went out to relax and come back by himself in a few days."

Listening to the young son's sensible words of comfort, Zhang's tears could no longer hold back, and she began to cry while covering her mouth.

"Hey, why are you crying so well?" Seeing his wife crying again, Zhu Gaochi couldn't help comforting him: "Didn't I tell you, Zhanji is fine."

"He's just in a bad mood, go out for a walk."

"Then he might be back in a few days, you..." Zhu Gaochi couldn't help but put down the bowl and chopsticks with a long sigh.

A breakfast, the whole family is not happy.

After that, Zhu Gaochi went to the Wenhua Palace and the cabinet was busy with government affairs, and Zhu Zhanyong continued to go back to practice. In the past few days, his cultivation base has also reached the time of breakthrough.

Zhu Zhanqian continued to return to his palace to prepare the spiritual liquid.

After several hasty deployment failures, Zhu Zhanqian learned from the painful experience and realized after reflection that he could not be so rash and reckless.

Experimenting again and again, failing again and again, finding a way to succeed in failure, this is suitable for the world of cultivating immortals with deep pockets.

The system of cultivating immortals is complete and the resources are abundant. The sects of cultivating immortals, families, cultivating alchemists and pharmacists are all fed by medicinal materials.

In a poor world like his, every medicinal ingredient must not be wasted!

After some thought, Zhu Zhanqian decided to use the power of "science" to dispense medicine. Did Xiuxian and science have a problem?

have!It can also get twice the result with half the effort!
Well, there is no way, in the world of cultivating immortals, the rich rely on waste to succeed, while the poor can only rely on technology. This is called different methods!

Renshou Palace, in the elixir room.

Zhu Zhanqian was lying on the ground with a stack of papers in front of him.

He holds a writing brush in one hand and one in his mouth.

Beside him, on the inkstone that was as big as a human head, five or six pens were dipped at the same time, and these pens were automatically dipped and washed.On the three stacks of paper in front of him, at the same time, under the control of his spiritual consciousness, three pens automatically sketched.

On the floor of the main hall of Danfang.

Wasted paper was scattered all over the place.

midair.

On the left is a stirring spiritual spring, which keeps rolling and making a "squeaky" sound.

From time to time, a group of Lingquan dumplings of the same size rolled out around, surrounding the surrounding area, like stars supporting the moon.

In the middle is the powder made from three parts of elixir.

On the far right is a powder made from more than a dozen mortal medicines.

Below, a square iron box that seemed to be completely airtight moved and rotated, making a 'buzzing' metal roar from time to time.

This is the immortal version of the "centrifuge" specially built by him to prepare the medicinal solution with the spiritual consciousness, and it can be regarded as a magic weapon.

"Based on the formula given by Dao Jing, after all the procedures are prepared, the next step is to adjust the concentration."

Zhu Zhanqian frowned, writing and drawing non-stop on his hands, and said vaguely at the same time: "This concentration is the most troublesome!"

"According to different cultivation bases, it is best to prepare different concentrations."

"Otherwise, most of the absorption will be a waste, and the elixir will be wasted in vain. Every time you plant the land, it will be a kind of damage to the spiritual field."

"You can't have this nouveau riche mentality of wasting money..."

"The initial concentration of the spiritual liquid needs to be diluted, but this dilution cannot be simply added to the spiritual spring."

"Because there is also spiritual energy in the spiritual spring, if you participate in as many proportions of the spiritual spring as you want, it won't work."

"If one fails, the spiritual liquid will be scrapped again!"

"It needs to be neutralized in different proportions according to different realms. The spirit spring is made by me the day after tomorrow, so the concentration is not uniform. I can only control each liter of spirit spring at a fixed concentration with spiritual consciousness, so that there is a fixed concentration. The spiritual spring of concentration."

"Next, calculate the concentration of the spiritual liquid in each liter of the spiritual spring..."

As he said that, Zhu Zhanyan threw away the pen in his hand with a 'snap', and then controlled it with his divine sense to dip the pen automatically.

He took another pen from his mouth and continued to sketch.

"What I have to do now is to calculate a formula for the concentration of spiritual liquid that is suitable for the Zhu family and can be perfectly absorbed at different stages of cultivation.

When preparing in the future, just apply the formula and adjust and dilute according to the ratio..."

"First adjust the total concentration of the 'spiritual liquid'!"

"Weight to volume percentage concentration, well, let me think about it, it should be percentage concentration = solute weight (g)/solution volume (ml) x 100%..."

Zhu Zhanqian paid full attention, and he habitually muttered words.

While chanting, he sometimes hissed a few times, well, this is the soul memory cultivated in the previous life!

"The formula for diluting a high concentration to a low concentration should be..." "Sassling." The brush continued to draw on the paper, making a rustling sound.

"First calculate the desired dilution factor, this is very important, different levels of cultivation, the adaptation factor is especially critical..."

"The formula for the dilution factor is the original concentration divided by the diluted concentration."

"Then I have to figure out the amount of spirit spring to be added, um, I've already arranged for the 1 liter of spirit spring to be used in advance, so I'll take it from one liter..."

"The formula for adding water is the weight of the original medicine multiplied by the dilution factor."

"Huh!" After writing this, Zhu Zhanqian exhaled lightly, got up from the ground, looked at the three formulas in his hand, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Although it is a formula, the ratio of the elixir and the spirit spring took me a lot of time. With these, it will be more convenient in the future!"

With the presence of spiritual consciousness, compared with the units in his mind, the preparation of the spiritual liquid can be completed in minutes, and the dosage of the spiritual liquid is exclusive according to different realms.

"Okay, let's start the deployment!"

The consciousness rolled, and the rotating iron lump opened the covers on both sides with a "buzzing" roar, and then the spiritual spring poured in with a "crash".

After that, portions of pre-prepared medicinal powder entered it.

Zhu Zhanqian's spiritual consciousness began to enter it, and separated and adjusted according to the formula.

A quarter of an hour later, as Fang Geda stagnated, the first spiritual liquid was released.

"Om!" Looking at the green medicinal liquid that floated out of the iron lump exuding a strong medicinal fragrance, the whole body was more transparent than emerald jade.

Zhu Zhanqian only felt that he had infinite achievements in his heart!
"This is the psychic liquid I prepared according to the first stage of refining gas, and use it as a reference, and then I can make psychic liquids of different stages."

"Finally, it's mass production!"

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