Chapter 132
"How can a mere meatball be included in the selection of elixirs?"
Feng Changxin, the head of the Medicine King Hall, questioned, causing everyone to think.
Well, after all, there are many cultivators who come from ordinary backgrounds, and they can naturally see that Zhu Fan's skill is cooking.
The words of the head of the Medicine King Hall do make some sense...
However, many cultivators bought popcorn yesterday and have a high degree of favorability towards Zhu Fan. They will not deny Zhu Fan just because of two words from the Medicine King Hall, so they are waiting to see the attitude of the chief judge. Just as the chief judge was about to answer, the head of the Medicine King Hall added:
"Fellow Daoist from Yuanliu Sect, please don't talk about the rules of the Immortal Sect Competition."
"Although the Immortal Sect Competition did not stipulate that non-alchemists could not participate. However, if you participate in the selection, the work you submit must be an elixir, right? I can't just take a magic tool or a talisman and participate in the selection of the alchemist competition, right?"
There is nothing wrong with this.
Upon hearing this, the chief judge frowned and thought about it.
Seeing that the chief judge did not answer, the head of the Medicine King Hall felt a little proud.
Although he didn't know why his apprentice's alchemy was so bad, his intuition told him that it was related to the kid from Yanshan.
In particular, the way his direct disciples stared at Zhu Fan angrily made the head of the Medicine King Hall more certain that the reason why his disciples made mistakes again and again was because of Zhu Fan.
The head of the Medicine King Hall naturally couldn't stand his disciples being cheated.
Anyway, he didn't like the kid who was not an alchemist but insisted on squeezing in to participate in the competition. It would be best to find some suitable reasons to kick that kid out.
Seeing that other people also started to discuss it, the head of the Medicine King Hall showed a satisfied smile.
"Sect Master Feng is wrong."
Ye Yusong would not allow Medicine King Hall to cause trouble like this, and stood up to support Zhu Fan.
He first stepped on Zhai Ye's shoes to prevent him from rushing over and fighting with Feng, and then explained with a smile:
"How could Master Feng be sure that what Zhu Fan made was not an elixir? Come on, Zhu Fan, tell us what you made?
Everyone looked at Zhu Fan again.
Zhu Fan naturally couldn't ruin Ye Yusong's plan. Although it was a bit embarrassing to read it out loud, Zhu Fan still resisted the urge to tap his toes on the ground and answered:
"It's braised meatballs... Dan"
"Look!"
Ye Yusong clapped his hands:"It is indeed an elixir, that's right."
Everyone in the Medicine King Hall:...
You are fooling fools!
The head of the Medicine King Hall sneered:"Haha, Deputy Head Ye is really a joker. I, Feng, have been immersed in the art of alchemy for nearly a thousand years, and have never heard of any meatball elixir!"
"Do you think that if you just pick up something and put the word"Dan" on the back, it can be used as a pill? Such a foolish explanation is simply ridiculous!"
Ye Yusong spread his hands:"Master Feng is also wrong. Although you have been refining for so many years, it does not mean that you can know all the pill formulas in the world! The pill formula of the alchemist is not something that can be easily shown to the public."
"How can you prove that this braised meatball pill is not a kind of elixir?"
"You, you are just sophistry!"
The head of the Medicine King Hall said with anger:"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that all the tricks that kid used are just the cooking skills of an ordinary chef!"
"Didn't he claim to be a spiritual chef before? Didn't he say that the food he made contained spiritual energy? Then why did he claim to be making elixirs now?"
"Don’t you think that Yanshan can say whatever he wants when he opens his mouth?"
Ye Yusong was not annoyed when he heard this. Instead, he crossed his arms and looked at the head of the Medicine King Hall with a relaxed look, saying:
"Sect Leader Feng doesn't need to accuse us of anything. After all, who can compare to your Medicine King Hall in terms of talking ability? I am ashamed of myself for instigating internal divisions in other sects."
"My Medicine King Hall……"
"Don't worry, Master Feng. I have no intention of settling old scores with you today."
Ye Yusong raised his head and squinted at the Master of Medicine King Hall:
"Since Master Feng doesn't agree that the braised meatball pill is a medicinal pill, then I would like to ask Master Feng, what do you think fits the definition of an elixir?"
The Master of the Medicine King Hall straightened up, wanting to overwhelm the other party with his professional ability, so he said:
"The so-called elixir is naturally a round pill treasure that is made by the alchemist by integrating the essence of herbs and spiritual materials, blending them together, and then burning them with fire. It contains spiritual power and has various benefits for cultivation."
Ye Yusong pointed to the plate:"It's round."
The head of the Medicine King Hall:"……Even if they are all in the shape of round pills, it doesn't mean that they are pills!"
So, Ye Yusong turned his head and looked at Zhu Fan with a warm face:"Zhu Fan, come and demonstrate to Master Feng."
Zhu Fan obediently lit the fire at the bottom of the pot, then pointed at the pot:"Drive the fire and burn."
The head of the Medicine King Hall:...
He frowned and said:"I said, it is the essence of integrated herbs and spiritual materials……"
Zhu Fan took out the spices he had just put in the cooking, such as star anise, bay leaves, cinnamon and other ingredients, and said with an innocent expression:
"Senior, I have indeed integrated the essence of these medicinal materials together."
〖 The author checked the information and found that these are indeed Chinese medicinal herbs. There is nothing wrong with them.( ╯▽╰) 〗
The head of the Medicine King Hall:...?
Something seems to be wrong, but he can't tell what it is...
Veins popped up on his forehead, and his tone was a little more annoyed:"These are just some ordinary medicinal herbs, how can they be considered spiritual materials and treasures!"
Zhu Fan could only silently raise the meat of the fourth-level pig demon that contained spiritual power, and the spiritual wheat flour cultivated by the Yuanliu Sect.(ʘдʘ╬)I...
He clenched his fists and said angrily:"But this is not even a pill!……"
"Sect Leader Feng, you are going too far."
Ye Yusong interrupted the Medicine King Hall Sect Leader and said with a sneer on his face:"Just now, I asked you, based on your thousand years of experience, what exactly meets the definition of 'pill'?"
"Now, Zhu Fan has done everything you said, and you deny it in front of everyone present. What, are you hitting yourself in the face?"
Don't say it, you really don't say it. After the head of the Medicine King Hall gave the definition of the elixir, everyone present felt that there was nothing wrong with the definition.
But after Zhu Fan's every action met the definition, many cultivators were confused, and their brains seemed to be unable to react for a while...
Wait a minute, let me... concentrate the essence... fuse everything... drive the fire to burn... aggregate into a pill...
It seems, there is nothing wrong with it?
So the meatball is really an elixir???
Then according to this logic, when a mortal chef makes meatballs, is it also considered alchemy? Not really, right? After all, mortal chefs don't use spiritual materials...
But whether or not to use spiritual materials can be regarded as a measure of alchemy?
What exactly is alchemy? What is alchemy? Is the alchemy I always thought of really alchemy? Is it my personal cognition, or is it an objectively defined reality?
The cultivators looked dazed, and their minds were immersed in the philosophical thinking of dialectical materialism.……
"Stop joking!"
The head of the Medicine King Hall was already furious at this time. He would not let Ye Yusong and that kid fool around so easily. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Even if you guessed right by accident, don't forget that elixirs are of great benefit to spiritual practice!"
"Even if the food you make contains spiritual power, so what? All spiritual plants and fruits contain spiritual power, and monks can increase their spiritual power by taking it for a long time!"
"Your so-called spiritual chef is nothing but a showpiece. So what if it looks delicious? Superficial! Can your meatballs have other effects like elixirs? Can they meet the requirements of the preliminary round and enhance the strength of the body's qi and blood?!"
The head of the Medicine King Hall said a lot of gibberish, and then stared at Zhu Fan fiercely.
Even if you pretend to be so, your meatballs can...
Zhu Fan nodded:"Yes!"
The head of the Medicine King Hall:???