These Western adventurers were nominally adventurous, but in fact, they were jackals looking for opportunities to make a fortune. They greedily sniffed every opportunity to make a fortune, destroying historic sites everywhere and looking for treasures.
To 'discover' those ancient civilizations that lived in their homeland, with a 'I found, I own!' attitude. "Plundering the wealth of other civilizations."
The pyramids of Egypt were 'discovered' by them, and they defeated those evil tomb keepers, plundered the wealth of the Pharaoh, and proudly announced to the world that this was a great archaeological discovery, ignoring the fact that the Egyptians had lived there for thousands of years. Obviously, the 'aborigines' could not 'discover' themselves.
The 'Mogao Caves' were also 'discovered' by them, so they could brazenly stick down the murals and take away the scrolls. Taoist Wang, who guarded the cave, was only an insignificant 'aborigine' who provided them with help.
Chen Ang felt that if the Snake King guarding the Blood Orchid had not been strengthened by him, these explorers would continue to 'discover' the magical plants that had been inherited for thousands of years in Borneo, and then shamelessly take them for themselves.
As for the inheritance and culture of the local people, the fact that they regarded the Blood Orchid as sacred would be a shining embellishment in their exploration. As for the 'discovery' that the local people had begun to use the Blood Orchid to make magic medicines a hundred years ago? If you're not a white man, are you qualified to discover it?
What a group of bandits! Chen Ang couldn't help but applaud them!
Just as Columbus discovered the New World, the Westerners could justifiably have sovereignty over the Americas, pharmaceutical companies would also have sovereignty over the Blood Orchid. This magical 'technology' and 'truth' made many treasures unknowingly leave their owners.
As for whether Sha Man Lang would care? What would the indigenous people living near the Blood Orchid think?
Who would care?
Chen Ang smiled and ignored the shivering explorer in front of him. He turned back and walked into the boat. Let these 'discoverers' have a good talk with the original owner! Perhaps the Snake King would agree with their ideas.
Behind him, the man's miserable wail came and then stopped abruptly.
In the distance, an indistinct curse came from the shore. It seemed to be a woman scolding.
Sha Man Lang stood up with difficulty and moved to the side of the boat step by step. He smiled and looked at the two men on the shore who were distracted. The injured woman shouted at him in despair, "You demons! Inhumane things, what have you done? Wizards, breeding such demons will be punished by God. "
Sha Man Lang stood in front of the blood-crowned serpent, touched it with his forehead, and said to the woman, "Thief from afar! Greed caused you to lose your lives. You coveted something that didn't belong to you. Isn't it natural for you to be punished by your master? Why don't you reflect on the sins in your hearts, but hate the messenger who punishes you? "
"The Blood Orchid doesn't belong to you. It belongs to the whole world!" Sha Mansha looked at him in disgust. Her expression was extremely ferocious. "You don't deserve it. You only worship it. Only we can make better use of it."
"I know you think we are stupid natives. In your eyes, the culture of Borneo is interesting, but insignificant. It is more like a barbaric custom. Because we are lowly, we don't deserve it. "Sha Man Lang sighed deeply. He raised his hand and stood in front of her.
"Maybe we are backward, but that doesn't mean we are worthless!" A faint black gas wrapped around his finger, pointing at the tip of Sha Mansha's nose. Sha Mansha's eyes lit up, and suddenly a dagger appeared in her hand behind her back.
"Go to hell! Magus! "Samantha lunged at him, but fell to the ground before she could reach him.
The white man hurriedly helped her up, but saw that her face was covered with a deathly gray color. She opened her mouth with difficulty and gasped for breath. "This is our culture. You see, we can also use the Blood Orchid." Sha Man Lang stood in front of them and said.
The light in Sha Mansha's eyes gradually disappeared. She looked at Sha Man Lang's back with resentment. She grabbed Ben's hand tightly and handed him the dagger. Ben held the dagger tightly and nodded slightly.
When he was about to stand up, he heard the local guide Trane say to him, "I'm sorry. If you want to do this, I have to stop you." Trane stood in front of him with the local dagger in his hand. He said coldly, "The wizard was right. It was greed that killed you. It also blinded my heart. I will atone for my sins to the wizard."
When Sha Man Lang stood in front of Chen Ang again, his clothes were stained with a trace of blood. He said in a low voice, "Guru, Trane was injured. I helped him to the upper floor."
Chen Ang focused on the small bronze stove in front of him. He nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
The fire power emitted by the fine silverfrost charcoal was pure and stable. It touched the bottom of the bronze stove. Under Chen Ang's precise control, the temperature of the stove was subtly changed.
In the medical theory of the Central Plains, the Blood Orchid was an exotic material with great poison and great nourishment. It was not as neutral as ganoderma and ginseng. Therefore, when using medicine, it was either to use mild auxiliary medicine to make it gentle, or to take an unconventional approach and play its characteristics to the extreme. It was like walking on a tightrope to maintain its balance.
With Chen Ang's preference, of course, he preferred an extreme approach. But this did not prevent him from using the Way of the King to test the medicinal properties of the Blood Orchid. The stove was filled with some medicinal materials mailed from the Central Plains. They were of extremely high quality and had stable medicinal effects.
Every one of them had been personally identified by Chen Ang. Even in the early stage of processing, he did not leave it to others, in order to have an extreme understanding of the medicinal properties of the auxiliary drugs, so that he could more effectively explore the characteristics of the Blood Orchid. Next to him, there were piles of processed medicinal materials. Most of them were medicinal powders, a few were medicinal liquids, and few were complete medicinal materials.
In fact, most of the medicinal ingredients were made up of plant fibers, which would only burn at high temperatures. They would never melt into a medicinal liquid like in novels. The medicinal ingredients needed to be extracted from the medicinal ingredients first. This had been the case since ancient times. Otherwise, it would only result in a furnace of burnt residue.
Chen Ang could have used the extraction method to extract the medicinal components of the medicinal materials. But considering that the experimental nature of this alchemy was more important, he used the ancient method to synthesize the medicinal pills with medicinal powders, medicinal liquids, and pre-processed medicinal materials.
It was not so much alchemy as fusion.
The sea of water above the divine room was already slightly emitting white steam. A fragrant medicinal smell permeated the laboratory. In the clear sea of water, a few strands of blue silk floated and swayed, exuding the smell of medicinal herbs. Chen Ang sprinkled a layer of cinnabar on the bottom of the stove, and then sprinkled a layer of stone resin on the cinnabar. After doing this three times, a layer of ore was laid on the bottom of the stove.
The divine room floated on the bottom of the stove and was baked by the heat wave.
Chen Ang first used bear gall and some warm medicinal materials as the base of the medicine. This was a good prescription for replenishing qi. Chen Ang had learned it from Ping Yizhi and improved it. It was an excellent warm medicinal powder. Two bear galls were placed on top. A handful of spring water was sprinkled on the bottom of the stove and the lid was covered.
Chen Ang's hands were on the wall of the stove, which made Sha Man Lang, who was watching from the side, very anxious. The temperature of this bronze stove was at least four or five hundred degrees. If a person stuck to it, at least a layer of skin would be torn off.
But Chen Ang's face was calm, and it didn't look like anything was wrong. On the contrary, white gas rose from the top of the stove and condensed into a canopy, covering the top of the stove. Sha Man Lang was not a China person. Otherwise, as long as it was someone who understood alchemy, they would definitely be shocked to see such a scene.
The temperature of this stove was extremely stable, and the changes were very subtle. The medicinal properties were fused, and the changes were just right. It was to the point of perfection that such a scene of medicinal clouds appeared. Chen Ang's pupils turned slightly blue as he concentrated on controlling the vibrations of his inner energy.
When he opened the stove again, Sha Man Lang didn't feel any hot air coming at him. Instead, he saw that the air in the stove was slightly distorted. It was obvious that it was in a sealed state of high temperature, but it was incomparably harmonious. The heat was evenly distributed to the point that it didn't cause any fluctuations in the air or the flow of the wind.
Chen Ang's vertical finger seemed to have pierced through an invisible barrier. The air in the stove suddenly exploded, causing Sha Man Lang to feel a scorching hot wind blowing at him. Chen Ang, who was standing at the front, grabbed a handful of medicinal powder and sprinkled it evenly along with the strong wind generated in the stove.
The medicinal powder was mixed into a ball in the hot wind. It rushed to the two slightly melted bear gallbladders and sprinkled it evenly on the surface.
The slightly golden bear gallbladders exuded a faint fragrance, but this was only the first step. Chen Ang picked up the dry powder of the blood orchid flower and carefully wrapped it in the bear gallbladders. Then, he soaked it in a mixture of dozens of medicinal liquids and closed the stove lid again.
This time, there was no need for Chen Ang to carefully maintain the stove. He told Sha Man Lang to watch the temperature of the stove so that the temperature difference would not exceed one-tenth of a degree within a specific time. Then, he got up and went to study other things.
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