"What 40%?"

When Jun Bush's thoughts were rising and falling, everyone's eyes gathered on the woman in white.

The woman in white didn't keep it a secret and said calmly: "This pill looks good. However, the degree of integration between the six main medicines is only 40%.

"ah?"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked and then they understood the meaning of the woman in white.

After all, this is a question of fusion rate.

After all, due to the different properties of medicines, there must be contradictions and unity between them. Traditional Chinese medicine uses the pharmacology of two sides of this thing, either prescribe the right medicine, or use poison to fight the poison to cure diseases and save people.

The same is true for alchemy and medicine.

However, the refining process is definitely not for contradictions, but for unity.

That is, through special refining techniques, the medicinal materials of different properties are finally coordinated with each other, balanced and integrated.

This is the fusion rate between medicinal properties.

The higher the fusion rate, the better the quality of the pills, and the more it can be absorbed and digested.

On the contrary, the lower the fusion rate, it means that there are impurities in the pill. If there are too many impurities, not to mention digestion and absorption, it may even cause certain harm.

People who know the inside story are very clear. Generally speaking, the fusion rate of a pill can only be considered qualified if it reaches at least 30%. If it is lower than this standard, it is a inferior pill, which is a pure waste of medicinal materials.

Now, the fusion rate of Guo Dazhenren's pill refining has reached 40%, which is enough to show his strength.

The fusion rate of 40% is 10% higher than the standard, and his strength is already good. However, Guo Dazhen's face slightly sank, and he seemed a little dissatisfied: "Only 40%? Isn't it 50%?"

"It's indeed 40%..."

The woman in white was very sure, and then looked at the pot with her eyes, then changed her mouth and said, "Of course, maybe the pills in the pot have a fusion rate of 50%. However, the number is not large, so we need to distinguish them one by one."

"…Forget it, 40% will be 40%.

Guo Dazhen thought about it and stopped caring about it. Instead, he showed a bright smile. He was a bit pleasing: "Girl, look at my technique, can I refine medicine, right?"

“It’s indeed a bit new.”

The woman in white nodded slightly and praised: "It can be considered a different approach, and she has a lot of ideas..."

"Excessive award, ex-price."

Guo Dazhen's face was full of smiles, and the fat on his body was trembling and trembling, which was very festive.

"but……"

The woman in white suddenly had a turn: "What a pity."

"What a pity?"

Guo Daren's heart sank and had a bad premonition.

“It’s a pity that the technology is not perfect enough.”

The woman in white said regretfully: "If the fusion rate of this method of stir-frying pills can be 70%... no, even 60%, then I can decide to ask you to help refine medicine, but..."

"Excuse me."

The woman in white frowned and sighed. On the side of her slender hand, the pill in her hand fell silently and fell back into the pot.

"Sixty percent..."

Guo Dazhenren locked his brows and looked disappointed: "There is such a high requirement?"

The woman in white smiled slightly and turned around and left.

"Wait, wait..."

Only then did Master Guo want to stop him. However, although the few people around the woman in white had no sense of existence, at this time, they quietly blocked Master Guo.

At the right time, everyone realized that these people were masters.

"This matter is interesting."

Qi Xiang was thinking, and he vaguely saw some situations.

It seems that the reason why Guo Dazhen refines medicines with great slogans seems not to show off, but to have some purpose.

That's right, considering the age of Guo Dazhen, even if he shows his skillful talent in medicine, some alchemists will not accept him as their disciples even if they are moved.

However, he did not hesitate to offend young people and wanted to show himself.

Among them, it is probably not only as simple as making money for refining medicine. In order to refining medicine, he does not need to step on the young man to get to the top. He can start another stage. As long as he shows the method of making alchemy, he will not worry about not having any customers.

However, he gave up the simplest, practical and harmless method, but instead was very ostentatious and suspected of showing off...

Qi Xiang had a little speculation and knew that there must be something strange about this matter.

What's strange?

Qi Xiang's eyes turned and fell on the woman in white. Maybe she could give herself an answer.

"Miss, wait."

At the same time, Guo Dazhen shouted anxiously: "Give me a chance, give me another chance... In addition to the method of frying alchemy, I also understand other refining techniques."

"Um?"

The woman in white had a slim foot and slowly turned around, her eyes moving: "Really?"

"Really, surely true."

While speaking, Guo Dazhenren hurriedly turned around and shouted: "Lao Luo, don't hide, come out quickly."

"who?"

When others hear the sound, they naturally look around.

At this moment, someone came over and saw him wearing a turtle-collared coat, a hat on his head, and a brim with a hat. The brim was pressed very low, covering his face, making it difficult to see his appearance.

In short, this is a person with a tall figure, about 1.9 meters tall. He is neither fat nor thin, and is more symmetrical. As long as he is not ugly, he is probably also a male god.

Seeing this person coming, Guo Dazhen was very happy and hurriedly greeted: "Lao Luo, hurry up, it's your turn to appear."

"Just come..."

The man was lazy, and he walked slowly.

With the concession of everyone, he easily walked into the crowd and met with Guo Dazhenren.

"Old Luo..."

Guo Dazhenren patted the man on the shoulder and reminded: "Next, it depends on you. Don't let everyone down, do you know?"

"I'll do my best..."

The man spoke with confidence.

"good"

Guo Dazhen was very happy, and then turned around and said, "Girl, my brother, he is much more skilled in refining medicine than me. Can you let him give it a try?"

The woman in white did not comment and just asked, "What is your friend's origin?"

"Old Luo, please introduce yourself quickly." Guo Dazhen urged him hurriedly.

"Luo, Logut"

The man looked up and took off his hat.

In an instant, everyone watched it and was in an uproar.

Because that man turned out to be a foreign friend. His blonde hair was flying at will, emitting a golden light under the sunlight, which was very conspicuous.

However, some careful people also observed that the man's facial features were not purely foreigners, and seemed to be a bit mixed-race. It is very likely that he was a mixed-race person in China and abroad.

Logut, interesting.

Some people's eyes showed a bit of playfulness.

After all, they are knowledgeable and know that as the influence of Chinese continues to expand, coupled with the last century, some Chinese have traveled all over the world, including the existence of some monks.

After decades of development, some monks have also gained a foothold abroad.

After the opening, those foreign monks naturally returned to China to seek relatives and friends.

After a while, everyone also had some understanding of some foreign situations. At least they knew that some monks accepted many foreigners as disciples and passed on the methods of practice.

If it were hundreds of years ago, the Chinese people regarded foreign tribes as barbarians and some monks dared to do this, they would definitely be a rebellious person. They would forget their ancestors in a few words and would inevitably be despised by the people of the world.

However, now everyone has been open-minded and knows that it is not easy for monks to live in a foreign country. In order to gain a place, they must make adjustments and strengthen their ties with the locals.

It’s nothing to accept a few disciples. There are even monks who marry foreign women and get married and have children.

Foreign mixed-race children are also their own species, so how can they not pass on the martial arts? Therefore, it is understandable that there are some mixed-race monks abroad.

However, more people still don’t like foreign monks.

Well, not only do I dislike you, but more, I also don’t trust you.

After all, as purebred Chinese people, they are more aware of the exquisiteness and difficulty of traditional martial arts. Even Chinese people who have received many years of education have to guess some ancient vocabulary and guess the meaning of them.
To be continued...