Chapter 94 The Finishing Touch

As soon as he said this, the people in the village were full of admiration. The village chief nodded and said with a smile: "The deaf person is amazing. This is the method of Taiya's test. A little bit of consonance gives spirit and soul, and it is nothing more than that."

Qin Mu stepped forward and bowed to the deaf man, holding the disciple salute.

The deaf man's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly avoided, saying: "You and I will compete. Regardless of the seniority of the master and the apprentice, you and I are both students now, and I will be your teacher after the competition."

Qin Mu knew that his behavior was a little erratic, so he immediately respected the same generation, and the deaf also returned the same.

The two stood in front of the painting, each holding a brushstroke, each looking at the painting in front of them.

Turning mana into a magical power and animate the dragon on the painting is already a commendable achievement. However, the cultivation of mana is insufficient, so it is necessary to add the finishing touch to the artistic conception and give the dragon spirit in the painting, which involves the creation of heaven and earth.

Qin Mu used to follow the deaf to learn calligraphy and painting, reading and writing. Although the deaf taught him a lot, he also painted a lot of paintings. He already has a solid foundation in painting skills, but it is the first time that the finishing touches have given life to calligraphy and painting.

One point of consonance, giving the people and objects in the painting souls, the deaf did teach him, but Qin Mu has never tried it successfully.

This round is much more difficult than the previous rounds.

Qin Mu stared at the dragon in the painting in front of him. The dragon was so similar that when his eyes fell on it, he felt that the dragon in the painting was moving slowly and constantly changing its posture.

The deaf man's painting skills are indeed extraordinary. Before the finishing touches, the dragon in the painting has the feeling of flying through the air!

Qin Mu picked up the brush, but he didn't start. The dragon in the painting was right in front of him, but how to put the finishing touch?

He found that no matter where the point was, it was difficult to make the dragon come alive. No matter where the point was, it was wrong.

Granny Si couldn't help but lowered her voice and said, "Mu'er, tear up the deaf man's painting and you will win!"

The deaf gave her two rolls of eyes: "The way the demons are heretics, I teach Mu'er to read the book of sages and sages, and Mu'er has sages in his heart, so he won't do evil acts like yours."

Grandma Si was furious.

The village chief smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, don't interfere with Mu'er's duel with him. In this level, the test of the deaf is very clever."

Granny Si had to hold back.

In Qin Mu's eyes, there was only the dragon in the painting. The village no longer existed in his eyes. Only the painting was floating in front of his eyes. After a while, even the painting disappeared, leaving only a dragon drawn in ink and wash.

This dragon swam in his eyes, up and down, left and right, crawling, swaying, twisting, crouching, head up, tail swinging, dragon walking, water splashing, fire-breathing, thundering. , really clever.

Qin Mu felt that he had become the dragon in the painting, but from his own perspective, his eyes were dark and he lacked eyes.

He wanted to work hard to break through the darkness, but he just didn't know how to open it.

He thought of the dragon column in the inlaid dragon city, the keel and dragon soul of the Yongjiang Dragon Palace, the stone statues in the village, and the brushstrokes carved by the gods.

The carving of gods by gods is also a kind of painting. The wonderful brushwork and profound charm seem to give the statues a soul and make the statues like gods guarding the Great Ruins.

After a long time, Qin Mu felt a ray of light gradually appear in the darkness, as if a dragon slowly opened his eyes, and when all the darkness in front of him dissipated, Qin Mu's eyes burst into a light, and he drew the finishing touch!

A little bit of spirituality!

When his stroke fell, the dragon in the painting suddenly came to life on the paper, shook his head and shook his tail, suddenly flew out of the paper, flew into the air, and played in the clouds, and there was only a piece of white paper left in the painting, and the slightest ink was not there. none!

Qin Mu was stunned, but he succeeded!

He actually succeeded in lighting up a dragon painting!

The dragon swam in the air for a moment, and soon it turned into ink, dyeing the cloud black.

Qin Mu hurriedly looked at the deaf man, only to see that the deaf man had already washed the pen and hung it on the shelf, but did not go to put the eye on the dragon in the painting.

Qin Mu suddenly woke up: "Grandpa Deaf, you let me?"

The deaf shook his head: "I didn't let you. When I was as old as you, I didn't have as much knowledge as you. My level, no matter whether I win or lose. As a teacher, I am preaching to you, so why should I care? Win or lose?"

The pharmacist praised: "Deaf, you have the heart of a teacher, I admire it. Mu'er, I am not competing with you in this test, but asking you to refine medicine. You go to the medicine garden outside the village and pick thirty Plant a very poisonous thing, refine a big tonic medicine, and take it by yourself after it is finished. If it is tonic, you are considered to pass the customs. If you are poisoned to death, you will continue to stay in the village."

Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, how could he stay in the village after being poisoned?

The purpose of the pharmacist's level is also very obvious. To use thirty kinds of poisonous substances to make great tonic medicines, you need to be extremely proficient in pharmacology. The amount of any medicine is made of leaves or rhizomes, pollen or petals, fried or baked. , are of great importance.

Moreover, the pharmacist did not tell him the prescription, but let him calculate how much this medicine should be used and how to refine it, so as to suppress the toxicity and turn it into a great tonic.

In the refining process, the heat is also the key. When to put the medicine, whether it is powder or lumps, how hot it is, and how long it will be tormented, Qin Mu needs to use his experience in refining medicine to judge.

A small difference, a thousand miles lost. If there is a mistake in any link, Qin Mu may fall short, and he will poison himself by refining the poisonous medicine.

Qin Mu stood beside the pharmacist's medicine garden and looked at the various medicinal materials in the medicine garden.

After a long time, he entered the medicine garden to carefully collect herbs.

After picking the twenty-ninth herb, Qin Mu no longer picked it, but more and more cautiously caught a streaky thaliana from the leaves of the blind poison, pinched the head and removed the wings of the poisonous insect, and regarded it as the thirty-thirtieth poison. medicine.

When Qin Mu returned to the village, some of the medicines were roasted with vitality to obtain excess medicinal power, some were boiled with medicinal water, and some were roasted and dehydrated with vitality.

After working for a long time, he started to make medicine.

The pharmacist stood not far away, watching his every step, every technique, and the wonderful use of his vitality, and nodded secretly.

Qin Mu refined the medicine, took out a large vat, and held the vat in the air with his vitality. Thirty herbs were put into the vat one by one, but he did not add any water. Instead, he soaked the medicine with his incomparably powerful vitality, using his vitality without any attributes. Extract the power from the medicine.

The pharmacist was slightly moved. This was Qin Mu's unique technique, and he couldn't learn it otherwise. His vitality had attributes, and medicine had attributes, and vitality would destroy the medicinal properties of the medicine. Only Qin Mu's vitality without attributes can use this method to extract medicinal power.

Qin Mu became more and more careful. His vitality was divided into thirty paths, each of which was soaked in a medicine. At the same time, the Vermilion Bird's vitality burst out in the palm of the big vat, turning it into a raging fire, and the medicinal power in the vat began to merge with each other.

His other hand poured out basaltic vitality, moisturizing the medicinal power with water vapor, slowing down the fusion process, and at the same time taking out the medicinal residues in the tank.

After a long time, Qin Mu suddenly moved the big vat, and the clanging sound came from the vat. When the vat stopped spinning, there were more white pills that were constantly rotating, crystal clear, like Mutton white jade beads in general.

Qin Mu stretched out his hand and squeezed out a magic pill. Granny Si asked nervously, "Pharmacist, is there any poison?"

The pharmacist smiled and said, "Mu'er will know if there is any poison when she eats it in her stomach."

Qin Mu opened his mouth and swallowed the elixir, saying, "Don't worry, mother-in-law, this elixir is not poisonous..."

bang——

His hair exploded suddenly and grew wild in all directions. Granny Si and everyone were startled, Qin Mu said quickly, "Don't panic, everyone, this is one of the poisons that I haven't dealt with properly, which affects kidney water. Kidney water stimulates hair growth, It just made my hair a little thicker."

Granny Si said angrily, "Is this a bit dense?"

Qin Mu's hair was still growing wildly, getting longer and longer. These hairs were like bamboo shoots, they were straight, and it didn't take long for them to grow up to two or three feet long, and their roots stood on end, very hard.

Qin Mu felt his head a little heavy and said, "Mother-in-law, the biggest benefit of this flavored elixir is to heal wounds. The elixir can quickly regenerate rotten muscles, heal torn muscles, grow broken bones, reconnect broken tendons, and stimulate kidney water. Hair growth is just a trivial effect..."

His hair was still growing, and the pressure on his head was getting heavier and heavier, and he could hardly stand the explosion-like long hair.

The pharmacist held back his laughter and said, "You have passed this test. Butcher, you trim his hair. If it grows longer, his neck will be crushed."

The butcher stepped forward and shaved his head to a clean, shiny finish.

Everyone looked at Mute, Mute wiped his hands with a towel, dragged the stove out of the collapsed blacksmith shop, took two pieces of cold iron, and threw them into the stove. Frost.

Dumb walked away and said with a smile, "Ah, ah!"