Baiyunsan, one of the several prescriptions included in the Cloud Crane Temple, has a good bonus effect on the practice of Yunhe Gong according to memory.

The main medicine, orange and silver fruit, is supplemented by a total of seven kinds of herbs such as Tongsheng root, yellow leaf and Baiziling.

In the courtyard, Chen Yu held two gray copper tripods the size of human heads. One left and one right in front of you.

Clang!

The stone trembled, and was crushed to death by the three legs under the ding.

He moved his head away and looked in, but the black and swarthy were not real, so he found hay, mixed some well water into it, washed and rubbed it, and poured out puddles of black coal-like stains in the collision.

God knows how long these two copper tripods have not been opened, and the slag deposited inside is thick and thick, sticking to the positions around the bottom, and it takes force to pick it off.

It took a lot of time, the two tripods were washed clean, placed in front of the stone ridge, and after wiping, the remaining water marks slowly dried in the process of facing the rising sun.

On the side, Chen Yu was not idle, picked up the stone pestle and began to pound the medicine, while according to the ratio of the medicine prescription in his memory, he put the required medicinal materials into the stone pestle.

Now he has a lot of strength, and even tries to use his internal strength, but unfortunately he has not yet reached the mellow realm of consistent strength, let alone release it from the body.

The stone pestle nested in his hand and was unmoved, wasting his strength in vain.

Chen Yu gave up after two attempts, and obediently pounded the medicine according to the normal method. Maybe he can try it when he reaches the realm in the future, but he obviously doesn't have the ability to do it now.

It is rumored that the release of strength is a means that only martial arts masters can have, and everyone on the rivers and lakes is a hero-the kind that is famous all over the world.

For these martial arts masters, martial artists from all walks of life admire them and call them top-notch!

One step further, it is a grandmaster level that is rare for tens or hundreds of years.

It is a majestic figure like the first generation of viewers, and it is far from this level.

As for the current Chen Yu, it is even worse.

Knock knock!

The medicine pestle falls, crushing the herbs one by one.

Pounding medicine is a delicate job, far from being as reckless as it seems. Every time, you need to put down the strength accurately, because some herbs need to be larger, and some must be powdered.

And after each kind of pounding, you have to change the stone to avoid the medicinal properties rushing - when you dispense the medicine, a small amount of water will be added, and all the medicinal materials will be mixed in pairs, and the toxicity will be precipitated, and there will naturally be no more problems.

Medicine powder, especially the medicine powder for martial arts, has nothing more than two words, one is precipitation, and the other is neutralization.

What is precipitated is toxic, but it also has medicinal properties. As for neutralizing ones, they are more toxic, or have properties that are not useful to the body.

If several drugs are mixed together, if there is no correct prescription or if they are directly mixed without screening, the result may not be a bitter medicine, but a highly toxic thing that kills people.

This can also show how precious the prescriptions of some precious medicines are.

For example, the Dragon and Tiger Great Dan of Zhenwu Mountain is said to have always been held in the cave and quietly touched and refined, and did not let outsiders watch and admire at all.

What prevents is being stolen.

It's just that Chen Yu has always been wary of the so-called Tiandan Divine Pill that has miserably led and mercury.

After all, the Danding Dharma Sect has created too many evils, and I have heard many negative examples in my previous life.

Abound.

Not only him, except for the group of powerful sect lords who have not lived long and the evil sect crooked ways who vainly try to live forever, the vast majority of Taoist disciples remain sober and will not get involved.

Even if Zhenwushan himself, the Dragon and Tiger Great Dan only opens the furnace once in a few years, and according to them, this Dan formula is mostly herbs, and lead and mercury are only auxiliary medicines, but they have two or three flavors, and there is no harm to the body.

It can be seen how cautious Danding is.

These are just idle thoughts, and have nothing to do with the medicine powder prepared by his subordinates this time.

He is a pure medicinal material concoction, which is equivalent to the traditional Chinese medicine in the previous life, and the effect is not too much, at least the toxic side effects are not too many in the previous cases.

According to the memory, it is nothing more than excessive qi deficiency, blood overflowing from the nose, or sweating under the armpits, and skewering under the feet.

It's all a small problem.

With Chen Yu's current physique, although these side effects cannot be ignored, there is no need to worry too much.

Boom!

Mashing the last medicinal herbs, he took the yellow paper he had prepared in advance and poured the medicinal powder in front of him on it.

Together with the rest of the grinded ones.

And then shabu-shabu... Shabu Ding open the furnace.

The kitchen was generally ventilated, and in order to avoid being provoked by the smoke and fire, Chen Yu simply swaggered in the open space in the courtyard to start this preparation.

The smoke cleared and the flames ignited.

Some water vapor gradually rises in the ding.

Put your hand in and put it against the bottom - the medicine tripod in this world is a little different from the ordinary food tripod, because the latter has to cook soup, the bottom is very thin, and the temperature rises quickly.

And because the medicine tripod has to be boiled to refine the medicinal properties, there are two layers below, and there is a gap between them, so the temperature is slowly rising at this moment, and it is not scorching.

Not bad.

Estimating the temperature, Chen Yu put in the first medicinal powder.

Spread it out in the tripod, spread it out, and grind it into a thin layer with a stone pestle.

Cracking sound!

The tongue of fire licked more and more fiercely, and the temperature in Dingzhong also rose to a certain level.

So he added another herb, but instead of powder, it was finely crushed into granules the size of soybeans.

Close the lid and add a fire.

This is the first time he has refined medicine, but his predecessor has helped the old Taoist priest open a furnace several times, and the medicine of those senior brothers and junior brothers is all boiled by the predecessor, so they are naturally proficient.

Soon, there was a faint cracking sound in the ding.

"It's time for the orange and silver fruit."

It's funny, it's obviously refining medicine, but he looks like he's cooking.

Flood!

As soon as the fruit fell, a fierce fire was piled up, and the flame exploded under the ding in an instant, and the entire copper ding was covered with a faint red halo when baked.

One after another, pinching the time, there were a few almost mistakes during the period, but fortunately, the problem was not big, and they were all put down in time.

Before the last medicinal herb was put down, Chen Yu lifted the lid and lifted half a scoop of water from the well.

Grunt.

There was a sound in the ding, and it soon boiled.

Then he didn't start annealing until his voice grew quieter, pulling out the firewood between his three legs and extinguishing it.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the copper tripod cooled naturally.

With a little curiosity, Chen Yu stepped forward to open it, and immediately asked about a smell of medicinal incense, which was so rich that people wanted to vomit.

Ahem, waving his hand to disperse, he hurriedly re-fastened the lid and took a few deep breaths before relieving himself.

However, it was this medicinal fragrance that let him know that his refining had not failed this time, and the remaining pot of yellow and clear, egg-fried rice-like things in Dingzhong was the Baiyunsan he wanted.

It's just that Chen Yu didn't stop, turned his head and opened the second furnace.

Fire, charge.

When it was time to add water at the end, this time there was a change.

He poured some of the ichor down.