My Master Knows It All

160: Chapter 122 Array Plate_1 160: Chapter 122 Array Plate_1 Human energy is always limited.

Yi Sheng always believed that a person should devote more energy to what they are best at.

If one excels at talisman making, focus on making talismans; if one is skilled at alchemy, concentrate on alchemy.

If one tries to learn everything, they will end up mastering none.

But now, she discovered that her understanding needed to be changed.

What about her master?

Was he a master of all trades?

She knew her master was good at talisman making, and a few days ago, found out that he excelled in mechanical techniques, which in her view, were even more magical than his talisman making technique.

Those mechanical techniques were more wondrous than the various warriors made by Puppet Peak, at least, she had never heard of any other place that could create mechanical beings like those.

Not long ago, her master said he wanted to do alchemy.

Although she had never seen her master perform alchemy, she believed that her most admired master must be skilled at it, otherwise, he would not confidently purchase various spiritual medicines to personally concoct pills as a congratulatory gift.

But once her master bought the alchemy materials and came here, he hadn’t even started alchemizing yet, and he showed her another ability.

Her master could also set up formations.

Formations, something cultivators more or less all knew a little about.

However, the skilled movements of her master setting up the formation, and the power emitted after the formation was activated, unequivocally told her that her master was a formation expert.

“Hiss hiss…”

The sound of flames burning interrupted Yi Sheng’s musings.

Her master was about to start alchemy.

She turned her head to look and saw her master open the pill furnace, take out a bunch of medicinal materials, and directly throw them into the pill furnace.

Behind her master, ten Taoist platforms and Immortal Bridges emerged.

Phenomenal Taoist platforms, Phenomenal Immortal Bridges!

All with phenomena!

A look of astonishment appeared on Yi Sheng’s beautiful face.

She had sparred with the senior sister and with the third senior brother; she knew that each of their Taoist platforms, Immortal Bridges, and inner cores had their own phenomena.

But she also knew that whether it was the senior sister or the third senior brother, they both were Ancient Immortal Bodies.

Though difficult to cultivate and break through, once they did, they were nearly invincible at the same cultivation realm, their Taoist platforms, Immortal Bridges, and inner cores all had phenomena, so she was surprised yet thought it reasonable.

But her master’s Taoist platforms and Immortal Bridges also all had phenomena.

What about her master’s inner core?

She did not believe that her master lacked an inner core.

She looked towards her master’s back, waiting for his inner core to emerge, but soon, her master was casting spell after spell, sorting out the medicinal qi in the pill furnace, and his inner core still hadn’t appeared.

This?

She completely failed to understand.

Although she didn’t know alchemy, she knew that pill masters had to be fully engaged when concocting pills, unleashing all their power to ensure they were in the best state for alchemy.

With alchemy, any slight mistake could ruin a batch of pills.

Her master couldn’t possibly be without an inner core, but why hadn’t he revealed it?

And what was her master doing?

He just threw in the materials like that?

Not all pills require all the medicinal materials to be put in at once; after all, each material has different effects and properties and must be added at different times, with extremely precise measurements.

She remembered a teacher at the Taoist institution mentioning that sometimes a mere difference of a single coin in the weight of a herb could prevent the fusion of certain ingredients’ medicinal qi, leading to failure in alchemy.

Many pill masters are extremely cautious in weighing ingredients when alchemizing.

But her master just threw in the materials outright.

Also, why was there no fragrance of medicine?

Isn’t there always a scent during alchemy?

Even though she trusted her master, at this moment, she started to doubt whether he really knew how to do alchemy.

Cao Zhen , while concocting the pills, glanced over at Yi Sheng.

Making these pills didn’t require his full attention; he hadn’t even released all his power, naturally giving him spare energy to focus on other things.

His disciple had been following him ever since she learned he was going to do alchemy, from buying the materials through to their return, all the way here.

Hmm?

Was she frowning?

Cao Zhen threw another herb into the pill furnace, then turned back to Yi Sheng and asked, “Disciple, is there something puzzling you?” He now possessed level 99 teaching skills—solving a student’s puzzle was just a piece of cake.

“That pill… Master, why is there no scent coming from the pills?” Yi Sheng pointed at the pill furnace before Cao Zhen, voicing her doubts.

She knew as a disciple she shouldn’t doubt her master, but his method of alchemy was too peculiar.

Cao Zhen did not answer Yi Sheng but instead asked back, “Scent of medicine?

Why would there be a fragrance?”

Yi Sheng replied as if it were self-evident, “Different medicinal materials, when put together and burned, naturally emit a fragrance.

Moreover, every book and everyone knows that alchemy naturally produces a scent.”

“Oh?

Have you read books on alchemy?” Cao Zhen asked with surprise and then laughed, “Have you ever considered that what everyone says and what’s written in books might not be correct?

Have you ever thought about what the fragrance of medicine is?

It is the aroma of the medicine.

What produces this aroma?

It is the medicinal effect of the herbs.

If there is a fragrance, it actually indicates that some of the medicinal effect is dissipating, which is not a good thing.”