Shen Qian looked at the great alchemist standing in front of him.
He looks like an old man. His deep facial features and tall nose are in line with the unique characteristics of the Yan tribe.
His state was very strange. His vitality should have been extinguished long ago, but it didn't look like he was completely dead. At this time, he was staring at his feet intently, turning a blind eye to Shen Qian next to him.
Shen Qian felt a little strange, so he followed his gaze and looked down, and then he was startled.
Only then did he discover that there was a strange medicinal herb at the feet of the alchemist. The medicinal herb that Shen didn't recognize before was growing taller. When it reached a certain height, it stopped, then slowly became smaller until it died, and then grew again. stand up……
It's like a cycle, over and over again.
After staring for a long time, Shen Qian was startled, suddenly woke up, and took a few steps back warily.
Damn it, this grass that keeps growing and dying seems to have some kind of magic power, I almost fell into it...
Fortunately, the system helped itself at the critical moment.
Shen Qian didn't look at the medicinal herb anymore, he just stared at the alchemist in front of him who looked like a living dead, frowning.
So, could it be that this person became the ghost he is now because he has been staring at this medicinal herb?
Shen Qian thought of something. Looking around, there were hundreds of figures on the land. They were men, women, old and young. They all looked like alchemists from the Yan tribe. And these people, just like the old man in front of him, all had their heads lowered. Staring at something.
"Why are there so many Yan clan alchemists in the "Baicao Jing"..."
Shen Qian subconsciously moved his steps, and with the crisp sound of "click", Shen Qian lowered his head and looked down, and then his pupils shrank.
He stepped on a decaying corpse.
Wow!
As Shen Qian waved his palm, dust flew around, and more bones were revealed on this dead land.
"What the hell is this place!"
Shen Qian was even more confused.
As if responding to his question, the old man standing in front of Shen Qian suddenly raised his head.
Shen Qian's eyes immediately moved to him.
But the old man still didn't look at Shen Qian. His eyes that seemed to finally have a trace of life looked towards the empty sky. His body calmed down after a while of trembling, and his expression was peaceful, as if he was relieved.
Bang!
His head exploded without warning, but there was no flesh and blood floating in it. There was just a little bit of light rising into the sky, and finally it gathered into the shape of a medicinal plant, which was exactly the same as the medicinal plant at his feet.
Boom!
The sky cracked, and in Shen Qian's shocked eyes, a huge picture appeared from high in the sky.
This picture scroll is in a torn and incomplete shape, with nearly one-third of it being blank, while the other two-thirds are filled with gorgeous patterns of medicinal herbs, numbering in the tens of millions.
"Baicao Jing"!
Just one glance at Shen Qian instantly confirmed that this was the legendary "Baicao Jing" that made Shen Nong a god in one fell swoop. It was the first and only comprehensive book on alchemy in the world.
But for some reason, Shen Qian shuddered.
After staring for a long time, those herbal symbols that should obviously symbolize the ultimate secret of alchemy began to look ferocious.
The graphics with countless combinations of symbols seemed to turn into a giant mouth, trying to select people and devour them.
Shen Qian didn't know why the "Baicao Jing", known as the "Bible of Alchemy", had such a terrifying appearance, but thinking of the strange attitude of the leader of the Yan tribe and the various previous rumors, Shen Qian realized that something was wrong. .
At this time, the illusory herb transformed by the old man finally flew into the sky and was absorbed by the scroll.
As a result, there was one more herbal symbol on the scroll. Under Shen Qian's keen observation, the originally incomplete scroll seemed to be complete again.
Bang! Bang!
Two more explosions were heard, and two of the figures standing on the vast land instantly turned into nothingness, turning into two shining herb symbols, and finally merged into the huge picture scroll.
"The Baicao Jing is absorbing the power of these alchemists... is it completing itself?"
Shen Qian finally woke up and came to such a shocking conclusion.
Shen Qian is not surprised that he has his own consciousness about "Baicao Jing", but why is this consciousness so evil?
Assuming that these people are really high-level alchemists of the Yan tribe, wouldn't that be human sacrifice?
King Yan...he is acquiescing or promoting this!
No wonder the other party agreed to his request so readily.
Shen Qian's eyes were cold for a moment, but he quickly calmed down again.
Right now, we still have to get out of this weird space first.
When Shen Qian had just had such an idea, the world around him suddenly became extremely oppressive, and then the huge picture scroll adjusted its position with a "rumbling" and came directly above Shen Qian.
Shen felt like he was being stared at by a hungry beast, making the hairs on his chest stand on end.
"So, am I also your prey?"
Shen Qian looked directly at the picture scroll high in the sky and narrowed his eyes.
Buzz!
The scroll, which was over a thousand feet in size, trembled, and a brilliant beam of colorful light shone on Shen Qian before he could react.
As his consciousness dispersed with a "bang", when Shen Qian came back to his senses, he was already in a simple thatched hut.
In the thatched hut, a young man in cloth clothes was sitting with a serious expression. In front of him, there were three burning cauldrons and a pile of messy medicinal materials.
In fact, it can't be called a cauldron, it's more like some kind of crude boiler. As for the pile of medicinal materials at the feet of the commoner young man, it's also very strange. Some of them are indeed elixirs for refining medicine, but some of them look just ordinary. plant.
But the young man's expression was very solemn, as if he was accomplishing something extraordinary.
Next, the young man began to refine the medicine. His technique was green and even a little rough. Just looking at the various burns on the young man's palms, you can see the losses he had suffered in the past.
After watching for a while, until the young man even tasted the semi-finished product in the boiler in order to test the properties of the medicine, Shen Qian suddenly knew who this young man was.
Emperor Yan, Shennong!
It is rumored that Emperor Yan was able to create the ancient science of refining medicine after tasting Baicao, which provided a powerful trump card for the human race to stand among all races.
And all the surrounding scenes, including Emperor Yan himself, have a kind of memory-like brilliance.
"The Emperor Yan in his youth..."
Shen Qian was thoughtful, and as time passed, he seemed to understand something.
This should be the content of "Baicao Jing"!
It is rumored that the "Baicao Jing" records the entire process of Emperor Yan from his first introduction to medicine refining to his step-by-step development of the entire medicine refining system, until he finally became the great refining pharmacist of destiny.
I don’t know how many prescriptions and medicine refining techniques are involved in this, so it is respected as the holy book of medicine refining.
Shen Qian gradually immersed himself in it. It must be said that this was a gluttonous feast for Shen Qian, and only Shen Qian could benefit the most from it.
The reason is very simple. Those who are qualified to come to this place are high-level alchemists. They stand out from thousands of people. They have gone through a long learning career and have an extremely solid foundation in alchemy.
There are even many people who have learned the "Tao" through refining medicine and are one of the few in the world to be called apothecary.
Only Shen Qian, although due to various reasons, had never systematically practiced refining medicine, all his knowledge of medicine refining was acquired in a nutshell.
But now, it is equivalent to him following the first person in the alchemy school to learn the knowledge of alchemy from scratch.
Many confusions and questions that have long been caused by the unstable foundation have begun to be slowly filled up.
When Shen Qian was swimming in the ocean of knowledge and couldn't extricate himself, with the stimulation of the system, Shen Qian suddenly woke up from that strange state.
At this moment, he was in a wide square, where many people gathered, and Emperor Yan, who had become a master of alchemy in his middle age, was preaching the knowledge of alchemy here.
Just now Shen Qian seemed to have become one of them, thinking about how to perfectly compress different flames together.
After being awakened by the system, Shen Qian was a little confused at first, but soon he seemed to realize something and couldn't help but look down at his body.
Seeing this, Shen Qian couldn't help but take a breath.
His body had become a lot more unreal at some point.
His head also felt a little swollen and painful, as if some inexplicable force was tearing him apart, but because Shen Qian was too immersed in it before, he didn't feel much.
Shen Qianming realized that in the process of studying the "Baicao Jing", the "Baicao Jing" was also corroding him in some way.
As Shen Qian woke up, the surrounding scenes froze like a picture scroll.
Shen Qian frowned and fell into deep thought.
He is now actually in a dilemma.
It is extremely difficult to escape from the world of "Baicao Jing", especially when the other party wants to devour you.
What's more, deep down in Shen Qian's heart, he was not willing to leave like this.
But if he keeps immersed in it, I'm afraid it won't be long before he is completely cannibalized and becomes a part of it.
"Hey, damn it, we can only go so far..."
Shen Qian sighed and no longer hesitated. It wasn't that he had to hold his own and prevent the system from taking action. It was true that in this lonely ancient time, Shen Qian prioritized saving the system's energy in everything he did.
It's just that the opportunity before him was so great that Shen Qian couldn't refuse it.
He took a look at the system's remaining energy. After repeated consumption on the Nine-Tian Battlefield, it was still around 130%.
"I hope the consumption is not as high as imagined."
The way to break the situation is actually very simple.
When "Baicao Jing" tried to absorb Shen Qian, the other party actually opened himself completely to Shen Qian.
Shen Qian's only chance of survival is to control the other person before he devours him.
This was actually an impossible thing.
The "Hundred Herbs Classic" is so vast, even if only half of it is left, it is still the hard work of Emperor Yan Shennong. Even a great alchemist would not be able to control it in a short time.
Therefore, the many alchemists who set foot here, whether they are masters or great alchemists, can only become the nourishment of the "Hundred Herbs Classic".
Originally, Shen Qian didn't have this ability.
However, the system's abnormal learning ability makes this kind of overtaking possible.
Even with Shen Qian's confidence in the system, he is not afraid of even the complete "Baicao Jing", let alone the incomplete "Baicao Jing".
As the system came online, Shen Qian's eyes changed color.
After a short period of stasis, the originally static paintings around him suddenly regained their vitality and began to flow at a faster speed.
The invisible pulling force between heaven and earth directed at Shen Qian also began to grow stronger.
But the flow of the scroll is still accelerating, and getting faster and faster. By the time the invisible pulling force reacts, the scroll has almost turned into a blur under the rapid flow.
The heaven and earth shook, as if they were also angry. The pulling force suddenly increased several times, and Shen Qian's figure began to become more and more transparent.
But Shen Qian's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't even care that he was being devoured by madness. Various divine lights flashed in his eyes, which were all the feedback after absorbing the essence of the "Hundred Herbs Classic".
The scrolls were still flowing crazily, and soon from Emperor Yan's middle age to his old age, Emperor Yan was the only one left in the scrolls.
He stood on the top of a mountain with lightning and thunder, and a cauldron for refining medicine was hovering in the air. He seemed to be fighting against the heaven and the earth, with his long hair flying and his body wrapped with thunder and lightning.
Shen Qian recognized the appearance of the cauldron. It was the cauldron held by the statue of Shennong.
This was the day Emperor Yan broke through the "Destined Great Alchemist", and it was also the day the "Baicao Jing" was officially born.
At this time, Shen Qian's figure seemed to be illusory to an extreme, as if just one more straw could completely crush him.
But there’s more than just straw coming.
As if sensing danger, the pulling force in the surrounding heaven and earth began to become crazy, and the huge scroll that stretched between heaven and earth reappeared and wrapped directly towards Shen Qian.
Seeing that everything seemed to be too late, when the scroll was about to swallow Shen Qian completely, Emperor Yan, who was standing in mid-air against the sky and the earth, suddenly made a move, and then his illusory figure suddenly became solid.
"Thousands of years have passed, and finally today."
There was a hint of relief in Emperor Yan's vicissitudes of life. Then he rolled up his sleeves and turned into a kilometer tall person, blocking the scroll. He blocked the invasion of the scroll with one hand.
The scroll trembled crazily, but no matter how much force it exerted, Emperor Yan's figure remained motionless, firmly opening a space for Shen Qian.
So although Shen Qian's figure was illusory, it never dissipated, and the divine light in his eyes became more and more brilliant.
Until a certain moment, the divine light in Shen Qian's eyes finally shone to the extreme, and everything stopped.
"receive!"
Shen Qian indifferently stretched out his palm and grasped the huge scroll.
After a brief tremor, the picture scroll finally started to grow smaller and smaller with some kind of unwilling roar, and finally turned into a picture less than half a meter, flying towards Shen Qian's hand.
"It's done..."
Shen Qian, who watched the whole process, couldn't help but feel refreshed.
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