Equivalent exchange... Song Qing's mind was like a flash of lightning, and his soul seemed to be hit by something.
This sense of impact is like the handed-down poems for scholars.
Equivalent exchange is the unchanging principle of alchemy!
"Yes, that's right..." Song Qing whispered to himself.
Whenever he successfully refined something, the raw materials would disappear or transform into something else.
This phenomenon has always existed, but few people would notice it. Or if they noticed it, they didn't think too much about it, and didn't think so deeply.
"When the teacher taught us alchemy, he once said that the essence of alchemy is not "transformation", but conversion!"
"Equivalent exchange, so this is what it means..."
This sentence, like a summary, made this alchemy fanatic tremble.
After calming down his excitement, Song Qing began to think about the meaning of the words "Edward Elric".
Is it a name?
How can there be such a strange name.
Is it a code, or a code word in the field of alchemy?
I couldn't figure it out, and I was itching for a while.
Song Qing took a deep breath, calmed down, and couldn't wait to turn to the next page, reading the distorted and ugly font professionally and patiently.
The first sentence of the opening is: Enter the world of alchemy!
Is this teaching people to step into the field of alchemy?
How arrogant! Song Qing thought.
Alchemy has always been taught by words and deeds, and passed down from mouth to mouth. Those with talent can get started in a year or two, while those with dull talent can achieve nothing in thirty or fifty years.
The Sitianjian still does not have a set of serious textbooks.
However, the sentence in the opening preface gave Song Qing enough patience.
"Section 1: Changes and properties of matter. There are many examples in nature that are invisible to the naked eye. These examples constitute matter. There are many interactions between matter, and changes are constantly taking place..."
"I classify this change as: chemical change and physical change..."
Song Qing looked at it and fell into deep thought.
What is chemistry.
What is an atom.
What am I reading.
Why do I know every word, but when they are combined, I can't understand it?
The classics of the saints also have annotations, why is there nothing here? !
However, Song Qing did not gain nothing. He keenly realized that this was a unique heavenly book.
It explains the true face of the world and points out the most essential structure of the heavens and the earth.
Song Qing's body trembled slightly. For a moment, he wanted to tear up the book. This was a mystery that only gods could know, and mortals should not pry into it.
But deep in his heart, there was another force supporting him, that was the most primitive desire for knowledge of mankind.
There was silence in the alchemy room.
The white-clothed people looked at each other, not daring to make a sound to disturb them, and were deeply worried about the unpredictable expression of Senior Brother Song Qing.
"Senior Brother, are you thinking about some unacceptable alchemy again?"
"Yes, last year he tried to refine the flesh and blood of a cat into a tree, so that the head could grow back after being cut off, but he was confined for a month by the supervisor teacher."
Song Qing was immersed in his own world, fearful and excited at the same time. As he read, his eyes suddenly lit up, because he saw the detailed alchemy explanation of how to refine tax silver.
Step 1: First of all, filter the salt water and purify sodium chloride (refined salt).
Step 2: Evaporate the salt water, precipitate crystals, and melt them at a high temperature of 800 degrees Celsius.
Step 3: Pay attention! This step is the key to refining tax silver. Success or failure depends on this.
Song Qing was very excited, and finally, he was going to solve the problem that had troubled him and his junior brothers for a long time.
This is really a magical book.
Song Qing found that he had reached the end of the page. He dipped his saliva on his fingertips and couldn't wait to turn to the next page.
A blank!
Song Qing: "???"
No more? !
There is nothing after that?
What exactly is the third step? Why is there no record? Who wrote this book? This kind of fragmentary writing will be cut into pieces.
Song Qing spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
Song Qing opened his mouth, forgot something, and said in a deep voice: "Who sent this book?"
"I didn't pay attention."
"I didn't listen."
"I forgot."
The answers of the junior brothers were unusually real.
Song Qing immediately went downstairs and found the disciple who had received Captain Wang before, and asked in detail what happened.
This is an exchange... After Song Qing analyzed it, he came to this conclusion.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The junior brothers in white chased downstairs.
"What's wrong with this book?"
Song Qing's face was extremely serious, and he swept across everyone's face, "Listen to me, fellow disciples. This is an opportunity for the Sitianjian to rise rapidly. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and alchemy may usher in unprecedented glory."
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Sheep Pavilion.
Two carriages slowly drove on the official road, and sat on the two great scholars who had just finished their sweet talk.
Xu Xinnian and a group of classmates rode horses and fell behind the carriage.
"I shouldn't have told the truth just now." Xu Xinnian felt a little regretful.
The two great scholars quarreled and spitted all over the place. Seeing that they were about to fight, Xu Xinnian said bluntly: In fact, the teacher and Mr. Mu Bai just wanted to get a poem that will be handed down from generation to generation.
The scene was once very embarrassing.
Although he stopped the two great scholars from fighting, Xu Xinnian also realized that it was wrong to tell the truth.
"Mother is right, I have never been good at speaking, I have to change!" Xu Xinnian was conducting self-reflection for the Nth time in his life.
He reached out his hand and touched the warm jade pendant. Xu Xinnian looked into the distance happily. Just as he was happy, a figure galloping towards him appeared in his sight.
After a while, the outline of the figure came into view. It was his father Xu Pingzhi.
Xu Xinnian was stunned for a moment, then he squeezed the horse's belly and passed the carriage to meet him.
"Dad, why are you here..." After saying that, Xu Xinnian's heart sank. His father's face made him realize that things were bad, even though he knew nothing about it.
Xu Pingzhi told Xu Xinnian the matter as quickly as possible.
The son of Minister Zhou molested his sister in the street... He almost trampled Lingyin to death on his horse... His elder brother was taken to the Ministry of Justice... Xu Xinnian's mind was hot and his blood was rushing back.
"Nian'er, your elder brother's life and death depends on you."
"Dad, don't worry." Xu Xinnian had many thoughts flashing through his mind, and soon he came up with an idea. He turned his horse's head, forced the carriage to stop, and said loudly: "Teacher, Mr. Mu Bai, I have something to ask for before I leave."
The curtain was lifted, and Zhang Shen and Li Mu Bai poked their heads out, "What is it?"
"My brother is in trouble, please help me, teacher and Mr. Mu Bai." Xu Xinnian repeated what his father told him.
Zhang Shen stared at him and said in a deep voice: "Is it the talented man who wrote "Don't worry about having no friends on the road ahead, who in the world doesn't know you"? "
His voice was serious and serious, as if this was very important.
"That's right!" Xu Xinnian nodded.
Just as Zhang Shen was about to speak, Li Mubai in the carriage next to him interrupted him: "Cijiu, leave your brother's affairs to me, you and your teacher go back to the academy first."
"Humph!" Zhang Shen snorted coldly: "Don't meddle with me, you outsiders. I will handle my students' affairs."
Xu Pingzhi was overjoyed. He didn't expect his son to have such a big face.
"Teacher, Mr. Mubai, my brother has been taken to the Ministry of Justice. Please go quickly, otherwise something might happen." Xu Xinnian said anxiously.
Don't argue at this time.