Vol 3 Chapter 1886:
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Into the Immortal Cultivation
- I am not alone
- 1778 characters
- 2021-03-02 04:11:57
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A pathogenic spiritual source must have a corresponding blood veined rhinoceros-there must be a corresponding nucleic acid substance.
Whether it is DNA or ribonucleic acid.
And this psychic source that has a pathogenic effect is likely to be the "organ" that activates that blood vessel mechanism.
It's like pressing the arm of a crossbow arrow. Once the arrow is off the string, don't look back.
As for its principle, it is not clear at present.
It is possible that Huangjingsheng Lingyuan is a kind of enzyme-like catalyst, and it only needs a little bit to initiate a chain reaction.
It is also possible that this source of spiritual origin is the one that can interfere with the messenger.
In short, there are many things hidden in the mist.
Ke Like thought so.
Zhan Woshen once promoted Jiyin Valley and completed a complete analysis of the human blood. This is indeed a remarkable achievement.
But if you really follow this direction, then it is very likely that the cracking of the Huang Jing plague method will be linked to the analysis of the blood of the Yuan race.
This must be a protracted project.
Ke Like thought so.
Even if there is no Huang Jing plague method, the human race will choose to try to eat through the blood of the Yuan race. However, relying on the research of the Huang Jing plague method on the cracking of the blood of the Yuan clan, I always feel a little ... frustration?
"The next step is to find out the secrets that the human race can't practise the Yuan clan skills through the full analysis of the Yuan clan blood."
Ke Like's pen traveled on the paper, making the next research plan.
At this moment, Zhan Woshen rushed in: "Senior brother, something went wrong."
"What's wrong?" Ke Like stopped his pen and asked.
Only then did Zhan Woshen realize that he came a little too anxiously-he should think more about it before coming.
But all come, he can only say: "Brother, you must be prepared."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"That ... you also know that your original central rule was actually flawed. Although it is" mainstream authentic ", there are still many" sidewalks "."
Ke Like stood up: "What's wrong? What did you find?"
"About the source of life." Zhan Woshen did not move: "Senior brother, you must be mentally prepared."
"What are you going to prepare? Ah? Do I not know that there is a" side door "?" Ke Li said: "It has been more than a hundred years, I have been mentally prepared. When the poison is added, I vomit a lot of blood. Now, I do n’t want to spit it again. What about things? Take it. "
"Spiritual origin." Mr. Woshen repeated.
"Yes ... The gap between the reverse transcription and reverse translation of the source of the soul has been found?" Ke Like applauded gently. "Great."
Seeing that Ke Like did not hinder him, Zhan Woshen felt relieved: "It is a disciple of Plague God Forest. But, that empirical department ... Ah, you know, our girl here is now over there."
"Ai Qinglan?" Ke Like stood up and paced back and forth: "Well, oh wow, oh wow, this kid, no wonder he wouldn't come over, it looks like he wants to trip me here-huh, interesting."
"In addition, the girl's man's initial view is indeed right. In the mainland of China, there may already be creatures similar to the pathogen of yellow crystal." Zhan Woshen said.
"Well, okay. Stones from other mountains can be used for jade. Meeting tomorrow, pass on the paper." Ke Like thought for a moment, and said, "However, it is just a bypass after all, if we touch on it, let's take a break, let's eat through the blood of the Yuan race first. "
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After Song Shufu published the paper, Ai Qinglan waited another month.
During this month, Song Shufu's entire empirical department was desperately using electrophoresis to purify the pathogenic psychiatric material, and it was fully powered. Many parameters are continuously accumulated, and then the electrophoresis method is improved again.
And the empiricists are getting more and more proficient.
However, Ai Qinglan was very dissatisfied.
After waiting for a month, the rabbits in the previous stage should have fallen ill, and those who should not have continued to eat concentrate.
After the last empirical animal from the previous stage also produced results, Ai Qinglan was finally unable to sit still. He asked Chenfeng to go to the Tianling Palace, and brought along several reports and applications he had written.
On that day, Chen Feng came back. There was a new sum of money with him.
About several times the previous stage.
This inspires everyone
But the news brought back by Chen Feng disappointed Ai Qinglan.
"Huh, if you don't eat the blood of the Yuan tribe, you can't find a way to crack the Yuan tribe, and you can't complete the analysis of Huang Jing-and you need to rely on cracking the blood of the Yuan tribe to understand the pathogenesis of Huang Jing?"
Ai Qinglan frowned as she heard the recent progress of the Celestial Palace.
Song Shufu thought Ai Qinglan's performance was a bit strange: "Ai Shimei, what's wrong? Didn't the above give additional funding?"
"That's it? I always think that there should be more." Ai Qinglan shook his head: "Master and Uncle ... Hey. It seems that we haven't done enough. We need the results of the next stage before we can Convince them! "
"Persuade ... what to convince?"
Song Shufu is unknown.
"Importance." Ai Qinglan whispered: "I have a hunch, the venom of the dead horse plague is likely to contain a big secret-although I still can't say it well, but the evidence of these days makes me There is a vague new idea. "
Song Shufu was frightened-isn't it really necessary to raise a counter-flag to the cornerstone of the way of life like Tianyan?
But Ai Qinglan has begun to meditate: "Master, Uncle, not a disciple is not filial! You two did not pay attention to you, so if there is any unexpected result in the end ... um ... um ..."
You do n’t need to say that?
In Song Shufu's eyes, Ai Qinglan's image had begun to slide towards neuropathy.
Well, that kind of neuropathy.
He looked at Chen Feng, and felt that this disciple of Yangshen Pavilion was about to be really poor.
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In an instant, Xiaohoufu was half a year old.
Half-year-old babies are much more lively than they were a few months ago, and they have much more time per day.
Fortunately, such small children are not familiar with the laws of day and night. A considerable part of his limited time during the day was after the empirical department was laid off.
Well, of course, it is the theoretical working time.
However, Ai Qinglan worked on time, but no one would have an opinion.
Occasionally, Xiao Houfu lay back on a glass curtain wall, watching outsiders coming and going. He likes to watch Dad and many uncles and uncles playing with small animals in the empirical department. At this time, he will always smile happily.
This glass curtain wall also came from the advice of Uncle Qiao, who was born in Feng Feng. She said it was convenient for children to observe their parents. This wall is one-way transparent. If Xiao Houfu wakes up, and Chen Feng and Ai Qinglan happen to be busy, then Xiao Houfu can see his parents through the curtain wall, lest he feel strange.
Recently, the baby was hooked on the occasional white water vapor that was occasionally escaping outside.
This is also a recent project.
Through the polymerase chain reaction method [PCR] and reverse transcription polymerase chain reaction method [RT-PCR], detect the presence of nucleic acid substances in the pathogen of citrine. Among them, the polymerase chain reaction method corresponds to deoxyribonucleic acid, which is the blood of general creatures, and the reverse transcription polymerase chain reaction method corresponds to ribonucleic acid, which is the genetic spirit of plague.
Whether it is the polymerase chain reaction method or the reverse transcription polymerase chain reaction method, the process is actually similar to spicy hot, kanto boiled, chazai noodles or hot dry noodles. Heat a pot of hot water for a while, then take it out again.
It's just that the polymerase chain reaction method and the reverse transcription polymerase chain reaction method are more complicated to cook and have higher temperature requirements, and that's all.
That water bath is really like heating food.
It's just that there are more spells to be controlled by the operating "cooker".
Of course, in many cases, this is not even necessary for the cook.
It's a pity that after Xiao Houfu was born, he stayed beside the empirical department, and had no chance to see how the general kitchen heats food.
Otherwise, there may be an appetite.
Ai Qinglan hummed a song that did n’t know what tune, after coaxing his son to fall asleep, put him back to the shaker, and then covered him with a quilt, closed the perspective function of the curtain wall, and then faced Uncle Qiao Nodded and left the room.
There are still a lot of things to do today.
"But the children are getting noisier. Well, it looks like we have to finish things here quickly, and then take a longer vacation."
Ai Qinglan said so and walked into the empirical area.
Chen Feng opened a water bath and was taking out the results of the reverse transcription polymerase chain reaction. Ai Qinglan smiled gently at Chen Feng, and Chen Feng also raised his head to say hello.
"Pause……"
Suddenly, Ai Qinglan made a noise.
Chen Feng was stunned, so I don't know.
Ai Qinglan quickly walked into the water bath, reached into the water bath, raised a test tube, frowned: "What is this ... what?"
In that test tube, most of the white porridge deposits were in the tube.
Chen Feng was shocked. All reverse transcription polymerase chain reactions should be clear or relatively clear solutions. The color of the solution is determined by the reagents put in before the reaction, but in general, it is not too turbid.
This porridge-like thing is indeed quite incompatible.
Song Shufu only glanced at it, but showed a shameful expression: "Isn't it ... someone has cooked porridge in a water bath?"
"Ah?" Chen Feng and Ai Qinglan looked at each other, and their faces were filled with the expression "There is still such an operation".
Song Shufu's apprentice argued, "I don't have it!"
"Cooking porridge! Cooking porridge! Water bath pot! Water bath pot! Water bath pot!" Song Shufu, without breathing, hit the apprentice's head directly.
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