Chapter 47: Taste the medicine!

Chapter 47: Taste the medicine!

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A quarter of an hour passed quickly...

Nie Kong had already sat down on a chair and kept flipping through the thick notes. The speed was astonishingly fast, and the sound of flipping the pages kept making the upper floor of the second floor of the "Danwang Tower" look even more silent.

Ten eyes fell on Nie Kong from time to time, but the five people had different expressions.

Zhan Feihong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the sneer on the corners of his lips became stronger and stronger. The three young apprentices were concentrating and holding their breath, and their eyes slipped around between Nie Kong and Zhan Feihong. Zhan Tianlun, who was hiding outside the door, secretly sweated, not knowing how this matter should end.

In a blink of an eye, almost a quarter of an hour passed away.

The room was still quiet, but Zhan Feihong moved slightly, and his face showed an impatient look. Even if you just search for such a thick note, it would take an hour to spend. Could it be that I have been waiting like this?

"It turns out that it is very detailed!"

The speed of reading continued to decrease, but Nie Kong sighed secretly in his heart.

There are many strange nouns in this note, but Nie Kong was a doctor in his previous life. After arriving in the Tianling Continent, he became a spiritual pharmacist. There are many similarities between the Ming Dan and the Lingyao. Nie Kong learned from other things and understood the Ming Dan more and more thoroughly.

The spiritual medicine calculates the degree of fusion of the medicine, and determines the merits' merits based on the degree of fusion. The merits and badness of the Nether Pill are judged by the chance of success of the merits' merits. At the beginning, Nie Kong was very confused about this, and the chance of success after taking the medicine is unpredictable. How can this be used to provide the Ming Pill with a precise data?

Now that Nie Kong read Zhan Feihong's notes, he suddenly realized that the basis for judging the success rate of the Ming Dan was actually the degree of fusion of medicine. This means that the probability of success is actually the degree of fusion of medicine that Nie Kong is familiar with.

Success rate is full of variables.

If there are two Nether Pills, the initial success rate is 30%, and one Nether Pill has the effect while the other fails. Afterwards, can it be said that the former has a success rate of 10%, while the latter has a success rate of 0?

Using the success rate of taking medicine, which is difficult to give accurate numbers, to judge the quality of the Ming Dan, has obvious huge flaws. But if this success rate is equal to the fusion of medicine power in the Tianling Continent, it will be much more reasonable.

But what Nie Kong couldn't believe was that as long as he had a 20% fusion of medicine, the Nether Pill here could condense and form?

This is incredible. In the Tianling Continent, 60% of the medicinal power fusion degree is only the lowest standard for patent medicines. If it is less than 60%, it means failure. 20% of the Ming Dan and 60% of the spiritual medicines, the difference between the two patent medicines is so huge, so there must be a reason.

"The super-level Nether Pill can actually be 10% fusion?"

Nie Kong felt a little incredible when his eyes swept over the two lines of text on the page, and the speed of turning the paper suddenly accelerated a lot.

The paper page rang again for half an hour, but Nie Kong still couldn't find the answer from his handwriting. In a second thought, Nie Kong suddenly closed the notes, closed his eyes, and leaned quietly on the back of the chair. The content I had read before flashed through his mind...

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Two meters away, Zhan Feihong was pacing back and forth, his fierce eyes circling on Nie Kong from time to time, and the irritability on his face became more and more obvious. The little bastard had been tossing for an hour, and he also wasted an hour.

"My time is so precious. It's gone in an hour!" Zhan Feihong became more and more angry as he thought about it.

He had made a secret decision in his heart, and waited for a quarter of an hour at most. After a quarter of an hour, the little bastard gave him a deep lesson before he could satisfy him, and then drove away the matter without seeing it.

However, before a quarter of an hour had passed, when he saw Nie Kong's eyes closed, he seemed to have fallen asleep, Zhan Feihong could no longer bear it.

"call!"

Zhan Feihong's eyes were slightly cold. With the light sound of breaking through the air, he reached out and grabbed the notes on Nie Kong's chest. However, just as Zhan Feihong's finger was about to touch the notes, Nie Kong's eyes suddenly opened, and four gazes touched each other in an instant.

When he touched Nie Kong's puzzled eyes, Zhan Feihong suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and his claws suddenly stopped in front of Nie Kong's chest.

After a moment of confusion, Nie Kong's eyes suddenly woke up. He looked at Zhan Feihong's face and smiled strangely: "It seems that Uncle San is so worried about this note. He has just left for a while and is worried."

After pausing for a moment, Nie Kong seemed not to see the embarrassment on Zhan Feihong's face, and smiled and said, "Well, after reading it for so long, this note is no longer of use to me. I'll give it to my third uncle now."

In front of the notes, the basic knowledge about the Ming Dan and the introductory methods for refining the Ming Dan. What Nie Kong needed were these things, and what he recorded later were the experience accumulated by Zhan Feihong over the decades of refining the Ming Dan.

These things are the fruits of hard work for Feihong and those apprentices. But in Nie Kong's eyes, they are not that important.

After just looking through a few pages, Nie Kong saw many things that were contrary to his cognition. It would be better not to read them. Now, Nie Kong has read all the things he should have. The most important thing is that he had faintly noticed during the recollection process just now that the root cause of the phenomenon of 10% of the fusion of medicine power can be successfully refined into the Nether Pill, which is likely to be "nether Fire"!

"Should it!"

Zhan Feihong waved his hand to the apprentice next to him, but even his face turned a little black. He was obviously very angry at Nie Kong's words.

The back of the notes are all the essence! This little bastard dares to say, "This note is no longer of use to me" before he even finished reading the first half, and he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue!

Zhan Tianlun resisted the strong scolding and said in a deep voice: "Little guy, you have read the notes, I must have already understood the clues, so let's talk about it. I also want to see what you can do about the refining of the Nether Pill!"

"No hurry, no hurry, this is just completed the first step."

Nie Kong waved his hand and said with a smile at leisure, but when Zhan Feihong was about to have an attack, he picked up a dark pill and ate it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The little guy standing in the Lingshen acupoint jumped up and shouted happily twice. Then, a hint of green rush out, instantly entangled the dark pill that had melted into the abdomen and swept into the Lingshen acupoint.

"Xiangxiang, you can't take this medicine, and you can't take the next few, otherwise you will not have this medicine to take in the future!" Just as the little guy was about to enjoy it, Nie Kong's thoughts were passed on.

"Ahhhh?"

The little guy mumbled in confusion.

"Smell the fragrance and recognize the medicine!"

Nie Kong didn't explain anymore, and another thought was passed on.

The little guy was extremely spiritual. He was stunned for a moment and understood Nie Kong's intention. He now twisted the roots, stems and leaves happily. Xiangxiang has now been promoted to the fifth level, and his ability to "smell the fragrance and recognize medicine" is far greater than before.

Not long after, a small ball of black medicinal power separated from the little guy's body and gently fell into a small acupoint next to it. Immediately afterwards, the second ball of medicinal power and the third ball of medicinal power followed...

In less than two minutes, twelve balls of medicinal power were added in Nie Kong's small acupoint, including four of them black.

"This low-level Nether Pill is complicated enough."

Nie Kong smiled secretly and looked at the wide wooden plate beside him. This was taken by a young man when he was flipping through the notes. There were ten open medicine boxes in the wooden plate, and each box was filled with herbs of varying numbers.

After quickly scanning, Nie Kong selected the third medicine box, which contained twelve herbs and exactly three black herbs. He distinguished the fragrance of the twelve herbs as quickly as possible. Nie Kong pinched the first black herbs and put it in his mouth and chewed it gently.

“Huh?”

Seeing Nie Kong's actions, Zhan Feihong, who was originally blue in his face because Nie Kong took the Nether Pill, couldn't help but exclaim, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. However, he was soon replaced by Leng Yi. In the eyes of him, the Nether Pill master, a person who knew nothing about Nether Pill, had only read a small half of the notes and tasted herbs.

This time, Zhan Feihong was no longer impatient, and just stood quietly, looking at Nie Kong coldly. He wanted to see when the little bastard could toss! When the little bastard could not toss, he happened to take action to give him a long memory.

"The medicinal power of this black herb is indeed quite strange."

Nie Konghun didn't know that Zhan Feihong had secretly called him by the words "little bastard", but he was just savoring the herbs intently.

At the same time, Xiangxiang once again used the "smelling fragrance to recognize medicine". The results of each person and one pet's test are verified and more accurate. For the first time, you should naturally be careful when trying the herbs in the underworld, especially the black herbs unique to the underworld.

It took nearly five minutes before Nie Kong opened his eyes and picked up the second herb that looked normal in color.

This time, the time spent was still very long.

After the two herbs, Nie Kong and Xiangxiang had adapted to it, and the speed of testing the medicine continued to increase. When taking the twelfth herb, it took less than half a minute from the entrance of the herbs to the results of the testing medicine.

With a light sigh, Nie Kong glanced at Zhan Feihong opposite him, and without stopping, he picked up the second Nether Pill and asked Xiangxiang to use the "Smelling Fragrance and Knowing Medicine" to separate the medicinal power into eleven portions. Then there were the eleven herbs that refined this Nether Pill.

Time flies. After more than half an hour, the plate containing the Nether Pill was empty, and only one portion of the herb was left, which was used to refine the Nether Pill that the little guy ate. However, although he did not use the "scented fragrance and consciousness medicine" on the Nether Pill, Nie Kong and the little guy still tasted the last fifteen herbs one by one.

"Little guy, how does the herb taste after tasting for so long?" Zhan Feihong smiled and mocked him, and became a little impressed by Nie Kong. It was hard for him to be busy for so long. What's even more rare is that during the process of tasting the medicine, he did not show any impatience.

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Chapter completed!