The Legend of Tang Sect Alchemy Saint

"Tangmen Alchemy Saint" Tang Yan is recognized as a waste by the Tang family. He is at the bottom of the list of star power cultivation and has never succeeded in refining an elixir - last year in the assessment, the elixir furnace was immediately turned off and the elixir success rate was zero. Everyone said that the only son of the current head of the Tang family would probably be like this for the rest of his life. During this year's Beginning of Autumn Assessment, he refined a furnace of concentration pills. It is azure in color, and its medicinal purity is a full 20% higher than the standard product. The examiner wrote a line in the remarks column of the score sheet: "If this person can live beyond twenty years old, he will become a great person." But the rule of the Tang family is to cultivate both Dan and Wu. If you get perfect marks in alchemy but fail the martial arts test, you still can't become an official apprentice. Tang Yan didn't care - he had elixirs in his hands, prescriptions in his mind, and an ancestral "Tangmen Alchemy Classic" in his pocket. Dantang doesn't want him, so he opens his own shop. So, in the most deserted alley of Zhuquefang in the capital, a "Tangmen Alchemy Shop" quietly opened. Boss Qin from the blacksmith shop next door came over with an iron cane to take a look and said that the feng shui of this area was not good. Tang Yan said it didn't matter - what he sold was not elixirs, but "customization". Whatever effect the monk wanted, he would make whatever elixir he wanted. The prescription of the elixir can be changed, the efficacy of the medicine can be adjusted, and the side effects are clearly written. Not satisfied? Full refund. In the first month, no one cared. In the third month, queues started to line up at the door. Half a year later, people from the headquarters' Danyang Department came to the door. One person, one shop, a pile of waste rocks and medicinal materials that others looked down upon. This is the story of a young man who doesn't fight but only refines elixirs, and uses his alchemy skills and wisdom to make a name for himself. Real power is never about trampling others under your feet, but about making good medicine affordable to everyone who needs it.