This month, besides practicing, Lu Jing's most important thing was to find a way to curb the expansion of his secret power.
This matter is even more urgent for him than making money. After all, the deadline for repaying the money is still more than four months away, but becoming a second-house monk is already around the corner.
And the money was not paid. The worst thing would be to be caught by Chi and taken to refine weapons together.
But becoming a monk in the second house may put one's life in danger.
Of course Lu Jing was more concerned about this matter.
So he has been thinking of ways during this period, asking Xuanji to help him look up relevant classics in the library. In addition, he is still running around, looking for answers from seniors such as Ye Gongmei and Wu Han, trying to find the answer.
However, his request was too unpopular, and everyone who asked about it said they had no idea.
Xuanji, on the other hand, found records from ancient books about some monks who had reached a bottleneck in their cultivation, or even regressed in strength, falling from the third palace back to the second palace, or even to the first palace.
But after reading it, Lu Jing found that these methods were either very accidental and difficult to replicate, or the sequelae were very serious.
For example, the old zombie of Hengji Coffin Shop was originally a fourth-level supervisor and a third-level monk, but now his cultivation level is only less than 40%, and it seems that he will be difficult to advance in the future.
This state really makes Lu Jing envious.
But it's useless to be envious. This is what the old zombie paid for with his life. Lu Jing only found out from Uncle Chen that the old zombie has just turned 40 this year. Looking at him like this, Lu Jing always thought that he was already 60 or 70 years old. Coming.
The price is just too high.
In fact, most people's cultivation levels stagnated or even declined due to injuries to the secret cauldron or soul. Lu Jing would definitely not be able to follow this path.
Even if he is fine, if he suffers from depression or something, he will suffer a big loss.
So after looking around, the most promising option is to start with elixirs.
It's a pity that Ding Liu is an old-fashioned person who believes that poison is harmful to people. It's useless to want him to find a way to study poison.
Lu Jing estimated that even if the flying sword was placed on his neck, the old man would not agree.
Therefore, Lu Jing has been anxiously scratching his head recently.
He also wanted to find someone else to try, but the teacher in charge of teaching alchemy at the academy clearly told Lu Jing that he would not develop similar elixirs.
Firstly, this thing may become a disaster. Secondly, and most importantly, it has too few uses. It takes a lot of money and effort to develop and refine a new elixir.
As a result, what was produced was of no use. This is the scene that every alchemist least wants to see.
In fact, Lu Jing could understand what he said.
This is just like the pharmaceutical companies in his previous life, which invested huge amounts of money in developing new drugs, and would definitely conduct market research beforehand. If it is a more popular disease with a high prevalence, then the corresponding drugs will be more and more complete, and even some The unscrupulous manufacturers can invent a concept and then feed you medicine.
For example, sub-health was very popular at the beginning of the century. Suddenly, hundreds of millions of people in China became sub-healthy overnight, and various medicines and health products also emerged in endlessly.
But if you encounter a rare disease, there are often very few drugs to choose from. If you are even more unlucky and encounter a super rare disease that only a few hundred or even dozens of people in the world have suffered from, it will be difficult to find a specific drug. Nothing but normal things.
But understanding is understanding, as a patient, Lu Jing must find a way to save himself.
So this time he went to Mirror Lake Valley just for this matter.
The day before yesterday, Lu Jing found out from Mr. Xiaohou that there was actually an alchemist in Jinghu Valley.
However, it was said that the man was a pure hermit. Lu Jing had previously thought that the old blind man and the girl in green had already lived in isolation from the world and would not interact with people outside the valley.
But according to Mr. Xiao Hou, the guy named Hanshanke is really autistic.
Not even the paper people in the valley have spoken to him, and most of them don't even know what he looks like.
The young Marquis said that in the past twelve years, she and that man had only met three times.
Lu Jing asked, "What about twelve years ago?"
The young Marquis shook his head, "I don't know. He was already here before I came to Jinghu Valley twelve years ago. Well, Mr. Zhuzhang seemed to have said that that person came earlier than him."
"Okay, then he should be quite young."
"I have no idea."
"Does he have any preferences?"
"have no idea."
"…………"
"Wait, since he never shows up, how does he live his daily life?" Lu Jing thought of another question, "Vegetables, rice and other things..."
"He grows some himself. Ah, I remember that where he lived there was a medicinal field and a vegetable field. But there must be other things he needs, such as clothes, paper and pens, etc. It’s impossible for him to grow all the medicinal materials if he wants to make an elixir, so Abao will help him bring back what he needs.”
"Who is Po, his medicine boy?"
"No, it was a wild boar he raised, but it was very smart. Once the drunkard said in front of it that he would take it back to serve as food for drinks. It got angry and chased the drunkard all afternoon."
The above is all the information that Lu Jing has found about Hanshanke. From this information, it is difficult for Lu Jing to judge what kind of person Hanshanke is.
If I want to ask him to help me refine new elixirs, what conditions should I use to impress him?
Perhaps the only thing that can make Lu Jing feel a little comfort is that Hanshanke is definitely not a miracle doctor like Ding Liu who has the heart to help the world. Otherwise, he would not hide so thoroughly, so his attitude towards poisons should not be as different as Ding Liu. Rigid, and seeing that he has not interacted with people for so many years, it is obvious that he is not making alchemy for the purpose of making money.
No matter what, you have to try your luck.
So after Lu Jing finished practicing the flying sword that day, he came to Jinghu Valley early. He first went to the old blind man and got the thirty white shells that the latter had promised him a month ago.
I thought maybe this senior Hanshanke was also a card game enthusiast, although he had never asked Mr. Marquis to play unique skills before.
But if this opens the door to a new world and awakens some hobby, then Lu Jing can strike while the iron is hot and use the remaining white shells in exchange for him to help make elixirs.
Lu Jing was thinking as he followed the instructions of the young marquis and walked towards the depths of Jinghu Valley.
He originally thought that the place where the girl in green shirt lived was remote enough. It wasn't until he heard from the young marquis about Hanshanke's residence that Lu Jing realized that Jinghu Valley was actually so big.
Even if he used Qinggong, he walked for half an hour before reaching the cliff on the east side. Then he circled around the cliff for a long time before his eyes suddenly became clear again.
I saw a valley with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
