"Add one internal force limit, one internal force value!"

During the day, Ye Chongtian went to visit Qin Sihai's illness. The old servant was in a desperate situation. Although his body was on the verge of exhaustion and dryness, he still persisted, and even had a stronger spirit than the day before yesterday.

Ye Chongtian saw his thin and wrinkled old face, and his heart was so painful that he could only suppress it by working harder in the world of swords. So in the evening, he stepped into the world of swords and began to practice hard.

Murong Yan was naturally more and more satisfied with him. Seeing that he began to practice the innate Lihuo Art, he didn't bother him. He was just busy relocating the spirit-condensing herbs, and his spiritual energy gradually filled up. The appearance of the world in the sword was also quietly changing.

At least the original foothold was gradually found several houses, a wooden house was built around the bronze medicine cauldron and medicine cabinet, and a sign of a pharmacy was hung at the door.

Ye Chongtian's martial arts practice place also turned into a large martial arts training ground, but only a fence surrounded the ground, with weeds growing in the middle, still very rough.

Of course, he doesn't care about the environment. Anyway, as long as he starts practicing, he will enter the state of forgetting both things and self, and only focuses on the circulation of essence and blood in his body.

""Add the upper limit of internal force, and the internal force value is increased by one!"

The fifth prompt sound tonight was heard, and Ye Chongtian sat down on the ground panting again, practicing the Innate Lihuo Art. Today was reached its limit again, but this time, he didn't have to rush to withdraw from the world of swords.

After two nights of hard work, Ye Chongtian finally got enough of the internal force value at 10 o'clock and could make an attempt to refine medicine.

"You are now in disordered and tired. You should take a break and start refining medicine. Otherwise, even if you have ten points of internal strength, it will be useless."

Murong Yan kindly reminded him, Ye Chongtian stood up and smiled slightly to show his gratitude.

However, even after resting, he was still not idle. He dragged his tired body into the pharmacy, took a portion of medicinal materials, grind it, added water and flour to mix it, and rolled it into evenly sized meatballs, and made the preliminary preparations.

There are many tools in the pharmacy, at least you don’t have to grind the medicinal materials in the pharmacy cauldron. After doing these preparations, Ye Chongtian also felt that he had recovered some of his strength, so he seized the time to open the pharmacy and refine the medicine.

"This kid really can't waste any time!"

Murong Yan rubbed her nose with a wry smile. On Ye Chongtian's body, she saw the rare tenacity. Such a boy had the help of the world in the sword, and his future achievements were really limitless!

Of course, the faster this kid grows up, the more helpful it will be to her.

This time I really found a treasure!

Murong Yan happily watched Ye Chongtian put the ten prepared god embryos into the medicine cauldron, took a deep breath, covered the cauldron cover, and lit the fire.

There was constant crackling sound, and the burning firewood burst out bright sparks from time to time. The scorching flames burned the bottom of the bronze tripod to red. Just like the last time, bursts of white air emerged from the vent of the tripod's cover.

"It's time to keep the furnace again!"

Ye Chongtian Lingtai was Qingming, and he remembered clearly the steps of refining the God-Safe Pill in his heart. Last time, he failed in this link. Of course, he did not dare to neglect this time. He put on cloth gloves, shouted softly, pressed his hands, and used the internal force of the innate Lihuo Art to press the cauldron cover tightly!

He once again felt the bright and warm breath of the internal energy of the fire system. His strength seemed to double. The hot cauldron cover was not as difficult as the last time. Although the impact of the traditional Chinese medicine pill of the cauldron was strong, he could support it.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was the unformed guardian pill in the tripod. It hit the tripod cover and the tripod Sheng. Every time it hit, Ye Chongtian found that his power seemed to pass away.

Judging from the identification technique, he had accumulated internal energy for two days and was slowly consuming it at a slow speed.

In one moment, you will have to withstand about seventy or eighty impacts of the guardian pill, and it will almost consume two internal forces.

Fortunately, according to the records of the Shushen Pill Recipe, a furnace of Shushen Pill was refined. The fire was about one hour, and four quarters of an hour was needed to consume Ye Chongtian’s internal strength at eight o’clock. He could still leave two internal strength to collect the pills.

The world in this sword can indeed calculate the consumption of alchemy very accurately, as Murong Yan said, it is not bad at all.

For an hour, Ye Chongtian stood in front of the Gunpowder Cauldron, and his forehead was sweating, his face was covered with ash, but his expression was extremely firm, without any thought of retreat.

"Young people... are really perseverance..."

Murong Yan curled her lips, not knowing whether it was praise or teasing, nor did she know where to find a refreshing drink, and sat lazily in a corner of the pharmacy, drinking the drink while watching Ye Chongtian's final results of refining medicine.

An hour was over, and the rumbling sound of wind and thunder came from the medicine cauldron.

"Hi-I didn't expect to be able to do this for the first time." Murong Yan shook her head repeatedly, "Is this kid not only a martial arts genius, but also a medicine genius? Is it true or false?"

She spread her hands and widened her eyes. Ye Chongtian roared, and her hands separated. With the roar, the cauldron rose into the sky, and what followed was a string of shiny pills like beads!

"It's really a perfect pill!"

Murong Yan stood up in disbelief, "After practicing qigong, stepping into the martial arts gate, and one refining medicine can make pills. Ye Chongtian, how many more surprises do you want to give me?"

The crystal clear pill was as white as jade, with about three still remaining intact. When the other pills came into contact with the air, they immediately disappeared and turned into a white mist. This was Ye Chongtian's lack of control, but the first time he could get three pills into it, which was shocking!

Ye Chongtian's expression remained unchanged. He calmly stretched out his hand, used the internal power of the Innate Lihuo Art, gathered it in his palm, reached out to copy it, and then copied it towards a god-guarding pill in front!

"The technique is too hard!"

Murong Yan shouted, and there was only a bang. The first pill turned into dust when it touched Ye Chongtian's palm.

Ye Chongtian snorted lightly, not discouraged, and copied it backwards and grabbed the second pill.

This time, his technique was much gentler.

“Learn so quickly…”

Murong Yan whispered in her heart and shook her head, "It's a pity that it's still wrong..."

puff!

This time Ye Chongtian grabbed the pill, but the force in his palm was still slightly larger. The pill bounced out of his palm and fell into the flames. It sneered and turned into ashes, emitting a scent of fragrance.

"There is the last one, so don't miss it again!"

Murong Yan smiled and reminded, Ye Chongtian nodded, and for the third time he took action, he was even more focused. He closed his hands and gently covered the last pill in his palm!

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Chapter completed!