Huaxia mythology was the most extensive and profound, recording countless legends.
According to the records, ancient Huaxia cultivators focused on defying the heavens. There were four great arts: pills, formations, treasures, and talismans.
Alchemy was ranked first.
Pill refinement imitated the natural fortune of heaven and earth, using spiritual objects of heaven and earth as medicine to refine pills. Its uses were boundless, and it was the most effective method for ancient cultivators to strengthen their cultivation.
After so many years of excavating mythological ruins, mythological knowledge kept on being restored. However, there were still a lot of gaps.
Until now, Feng Lin had never heard of anyone who knew alchemy.
On the other hand, what he had mastered was a complete and perhaps even the most advanced alchemy technique of the Huaxia Mythological Era. Its value was immeasurable.
If it was leaked, the consequences would be unimaginable.
With his current abilities, there was no way he could keep this secret.
Now that the situation was dire and they were being hunted down by the specters, there was no need for them to spread the news.
Because the requirements to learn alchemy were very strict, they wouldn't be able to learn it in such a short period of time. Instead, they would reveal their secrets for nothing.
But now, with the Mythological Style Medicinal Refinement Technique, there was no need for him to worry about this. He could simplify the wondrous effects of alchemy and use it as a medicinal refinement technique.
The art of alchemy was broad and profound. Even if it was simplified, it still far surpassed ordinary genetic potions.
The crimson refinement cinnabar pill was originally a red-colored pill. Now, after the crystallization process, it became a pile of tiny crystals that were extremely unstable. It couldn't come into contact with the outside world and could only be stored in a vacuum state.
A pile of crystal gravel contained a violent power comparable to gunpowder, and its power was extraordinary.
"Since it's a medicinal crystal, I naturally can't call it the crimson refinement cinnabar pill. Let's call it the crimson refinement gunpowder then!" Feng Lin smiled as an idea popped into his mind.
He recorded the entire process of refining the crimson refinement gunpowder, but he left out the crystallization process.
He could leave the other refining methods to others, but the final step, the Crystallization Medicine, was crucial. He had to keep it in his hands and not leak it.
As long as this was the case, it would be impossible for the crimson refinement gunpowder to be stolen by others.
Without the Crystallization Medicine Refining Technique, this medicinal solution would not be able to imitate the original effects of the cinnabar.
Upon thinking of this, he grabbed the crimson refinement gunpowder in the test tube and walked out, gathering all the team members.
"Captain, what's the matter?"
"Did he make a new discovery?"
"Who knows? Let's wait and see! "
…
The team members exchanged glances and whispered to each other.
Feng Lin swept his gaze around and calmly spoke, "Those people are genetic alchemists. Step out!"
"I am!"
"Me too!"
…
Soon, someone responded.
A total of 30 alchemists actually walked out of the 300-odd people team.
This ratio was truly frightening!
Feng Lin didn't expect this either.
Genetic alchemists had to have an extremely deep understanding of genetic knowledge. Ordinary people basically wouldn't be able to come into contact with them. Out of a thousand interstellar cultivators, there might not even be one who could become a genetic alchemist.
And in this group of people, the proportion of alchemists was actually as high as one-tenth!
As expected of students from a Cosmos University. All of them had extraordinary potential.
If a cultivator wanted to grow quickly, wealth, companions, methods, and places were indispensable. Without sufficient resources, no matter how talented one was, it would be difficult for him to reach the peak.
This was something that Feng Lin felt the most deeply.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was an alchemist and alchemist, given his background, he wouldn't have been able to quickly pass the primordial accumulation stage and reach the interstellar space.
"What's the rank of your alchemist?" he asked.
"I'm a Primary Apothecary!"
"I'm an Intermediate Apothecary!"
"I'm Advanced!"
…
Those alchemists exchanged mutual glances and replied one after another.
Two Advanced Apothecaries, eight Intermediate Apothecaries, and twenty Low-Level Apothecaries!
After Feng Lin did the calculations, he couldn't help but have a joyful look on his face. He felt that this matter was extremely promising.
If he could combine the strengths of these 30 alchemists and make arrangements for them, the ability they could unleash would far surpass his imagination.
"This is a medicinal formula that I've developed. You guys can learn it and quickly concoct it! This potion is the crux to deal with the spirit race! "He directly said and sent the data of the crimson refinement gunpowder's medicinal formula over.
"Captain, did you use this to eliminate the spirit race team earlier? The medicinal formula has already matured? So fast! "Everyone was shocked.
"That's right!" Feng Lin nodded.
All of a sudden, everyone was curious.
What kind of medicinal formula was it exactly? It could actually kill and injure the spirit race. This was simply unbelievable.
Those alchemists opened the medicinal formula and took a look. At the next instant, all of their eyes almost popped out.
"What? Medicinal refinement can be done like this? "
"A genetic potion with killing prowess. Is this still a genetic potion?"
"This is a medicinal refinement technique that doesn't have a soul!"
"Who cares if it has a soul or not? If it's really like what the medicinal formula says, being able to restrain the spirit race, it would truly be unimaginable! This is simply opening up a new path of spiritual medicine! "
…
Those alchemists had looks of disbelief on their faces. It was like they had seen a brand new world.
Although there were people with wild imaginations who thought of using medicinal refinement techniques to aid one's cultivation to kill, they could only concoct poisons at most.
For the crimson refinement gunpowder, the potion itself had the explosive killing prowess of an energy attribute. In theory, it was impossible to achieve this.
The properties of the potion in the liquid form were unstable and basically couldn't restrain the violent medicinal prowess. There was no way to preserve the potion, let alone unleashing its effects.
It wouldn't work even if the crimson refinement gunpowder was concocted in a vacuum throughout the entire process.
This was simply illogical. It didn't make any sense at all!
"Captain, it's not that we are doubting you, but this medicinal formula is impossible! It simply violates the principles of genetic medicinal refinement! "A high-grade alchemist spoke in unison.
"That's right!"
"I've never heard of such a medicinal refinement technique before!"
"This is illogical!"
…
The other alchemists also agreed.
Ordinary medicinal refinement techniques naturally wouldn't be able to unleash its effects. However, how could these people know the profoundness of the Crystallization Medicine Creation Technique?
"You guys just focus on the refinement. Leave the rest to me! "Feng Lin calmly spoke, not explaining much.
Seeing how confident he was, the other alchemists exchanged mutual glances and didn't say anything more.
After all, in such a desperate situation, their safety depended on Feng Lin. They didn't have too many reasons to doubt him and could only choose to believe him.
However, this didn't mean that they didn't have any doubts in their hearts.
(I want to see what methods you have to turn something rotten into something magical, concocting a potion with killing prowess.)
After that, all the alchemists started to concoct the crimson refinement gunpowder in the refinement room of the flying shuttle.
This medicinal formula wasn't complicated. Under Feng Lin's careful guidance, everyone gradually grasped it after failing a few times.
Numerous bottles of crimson refinement gunpowder solution were formed in the test tubes in their hands. Bottles after bottles were produced.
All the alchemists worked together, performing their respective duties and producing the product in an assembly line.
The low-grade alchemists were in charge of handling the medicinal ingredients, the mid-grade alchemists were in charge of mixing the medicinal prowess, and the high-grade alchemists were in charge of adjusting the reaction of the medicinal liquid, achieving a perfect effect. Their methods were methodical, and the production rate far surpassed Feng Lin's.
As the production rate of the crimson refinement gunpowder increased, Feng Lin's eyes flashed.
A crazy plan was born in his mind.
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