The golden light shines in the cave. When the cold air outside the cave enters the cave, it is incinerated by the blazing high temperature in the cave. It is like a strange world, filled with the faint fragrance of elixir and the extremely luxurious warmth in the world of ice and snow.
However, the blazing fire would go out from time to time, and every time the fire went out, a young man's sigh would quietly sound in the cave.
About half an hour later, suddenly, the joyful fire light disappeared without a trace, and the cave became pitch black again, and you couldn't see your fingers.
"Failed again." Looking at the empty alchemy furnace in front of him, Chen Tian sighed helplessly. Just now, when the elixir was taking shape, he still failed to control the heat in time. It was only a little bit behind each time, and that was it.
Little by little, the results that Chen Tian worked so hard to refine each time were burned cleanly.
"Although you failed, you have made great progress, and after more than a dozen failures, maybe you have gained experience." Seeing Chen Tian with a look of decadence on his face, Wuming smiled and said, "What's left here is
The last elixir essence, you have one last chance."
Hearing this, Chen Tian shrugged helplessly. If it weren't for the stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat in his heart, I'm afraid he would have given up completely when he suffered the eighth failure. Because of this kind of training
The blow of a failed medicine is no less severe than the failure of a battle.
In fact, this is something that a pharmacist needs to experience. Only by enduring repeated blows can one develop rock-like perseverance.
There is no applause, no cheers here, only hard work and dedication, and the unbearable loneliness. If you fail, you can only withdraw from the stage among the strong, but success is elusive, and maybe the effort is uncertain.
There are rewards, but if you don't work hard, the hope is zero.
Letting out a breath of turbid air, Chen Tian turned his head and looked at the last elixir essence placed beside him. He raised his fists into empty fists, and his eyes flashed with an unwillingness to admit defeat.
Under Wuming's gaze, Chen Tian sat on the ground again, sat cross-legged in meditation, and began to use the exercises to restore his mental strength.
"With this kind of perseverance, coupled with extraordinary talent, and forbearance far beyond ordinary people, with the combination of the three, although there is no 100% guarantee that you will be able to reach the top of the pyramid belonging to the strong, at least you will go further than others.
, fly higher." Seeing Chen Tian's unyielding look, Wuming's eyes were filled with relief.
The continent is vast and rich in resources, and people with extraordinary talents abound, but the vast majority of them die on the way, either becoming mediocre ordinary people or being buried in this journey of cultivation with no end in sight, becoming one of the many victims.
Those who are able to stand at the top of the pyramid are often those who are willing to pay, have good luck and extraordinary means. There is no free lunch in the world. If you want power and strength that others can only look up to, you have to pay a sufficient price.
, endure the loneliness that is unbearable for ordinary people.
Half an hour later, Chen Tian finally opened his eyes. At this time, the fatigue on his face had disappeared, and his sharp eyes were staring at the alchemy furnace.
"Huh" a tangled look flashed across his face, and then Chen Tian let out a long sigh of relief, and quickly stood up from the ground as if he had made some decision.
"Are we going to start?" Seeing that Chen Tian had recovered, Wuming smiled and asked.
"Well, the last elixir essence is left. It's troublesome to leave it alone. It's better to refine it directly to save worry." Shrugging, Chen Tian said vaguely.
"Oh? Is it really just because of trouble?" After hearing Chen Tian's words, Wuming said with a smile. He knew Chen Tian's character very well, but he didn't think that he was afraid of trouble.
"You always talk too much, go away, stay there." Rolling his eyes, Chen Tian ignored Wuming with a smirk on his face, exhaled lightly, and then sunk his mind into his Dantian.
"You kid, the more familiar you become, the more rude you become." Regarding Chen Tian's behavior, Wuming showed great concern, shook his head, laughed and cursed, but there was no hint of blame in it.
Ignoring Wuming who was chattering beside him, after Chen Tian eliminated the distracting thoughts in his mind, he used a magic formula with both hands and successfully summoned the fire spirit. After controlling it to enter the alchemy furnace, it began to burn blazingly.
His eyes briefly glanced at the elixir essence next to him. At the same time, another spiritual power came out from between his eyebrows. Through control, he quickly wrapped the elixir essence, and slowly lifted it up. Under the wrapping of the mental power, he was taken away.
Enter the alchemy furnace.
"Peng" The moment the elixir entered, Chen Tian quickly closed the furnace lid, increased the output of his mental power, and raised the temperature of the fire spirit slightly.
All the essence of the elixir has been used up, and now there is only this last one. Although he knows that the chance of successful refining is very slim, Chen Tian is still looking forward to it. If the refining is successful this time, it will prove that he is
In terms of refining medicine, he is fully capable of competing with those fourth-grade pharmacists.
Some inexplicable distracting thoughts were lingering in his mind. After a while, Chen Tian felt a little startled and moved his mind slightly, and then drove out all those distracting thoughts.
Exhaling lightly, Chen Tian glanced at the essence of the elixir that was wrapped in mental power and roasted by the fire spirit, emitting bursts of faint light. His heart tightened, and then he closed his eyes tightly.
Paying close attention to the changes in the alchemy furnace.
The essence that was refined into powder was roasted by the blazing golden flame, and finally began to gradually transform into a liquid state. Although there are still some that have not been completely refined into liquid, this is only a matter of time.
question.
"The temperature is too high." Just as Chen Tian was concentrating on using his mental power to explore the situation inside the alchemy furnace, Wuming's reminder sounded next to him.
Hearing this, confusion flashed across Chen Tian's face. The temperature of the fire is exactly the same now as before. How could it be lower? And this temperature is also recorded in the prescription!
"The correct temperature is three degrees lower than your current temperature."
This sentence brought up a wry smile on Chen Tian's lips, and at the same time he sighed helplessly in his heart: "This old guy really loves to play tricks on others, and the prescription has also been changed. It seems that the refining was unsuccessful just now.
, has a lot to do with the wrong temperature recorded."
After knowing the situation, Chen Tian quickly lowered the temperature of the fire spirit a little. However, he did not dare to move too much, but slowly lowered the temperature. After pressing and lifting, nothing unexpected happened.
"Pharmacist, when refining elixirs, you must not only have confidence, but also be mentally prepared to accept failure. The purpose of a pharmacist is to refine and fail every time." Seeing Chen Tian's eyes closed tightly, his face revealed.
With a resentful look, Wuming smiled and said: "Actually, it's not just about these. A qualified pharmacist must also have the courage to question the prescriptions, so that your development will not be limited. Remember that if you want to become a master pharmacist,
We need to create our own prescriptions instead of copying traditions.”
"Don't copy tradition." This sentence rang in Chen Tian's mind. At this time, he had to sigh, Wuming was indeed a master of alchemy. Although the tone of his words was plain, every sentence was so shocking.
Sighing in his heart, Chen Tian just fantasized a little and suppressed these thoughts. Now he is only a small third-grade pharmacist. These pioneering achievements in creating his own medicines are probably only achieved by the legendary eighth-grade pharmacists. Moreover,
, now he is just a newbie who has just crossed the threshold. If he aims too high, he will gain nothing. Now it is better to take it one step at a time and lay a solid foundation for refining medicine.
The elixir essence that was constantly roasting in the alchemy furnace was melting into spiritual liquid at the speed of the naked eye. When Chen Tian sensed the changes inside, he immediately became 120,000 energetic.
After recovering from the previous dozen times of repeated consumption, Chen Tian's mental power has become more solid and vigorous. Now after such a long period of alchemy, his mental power still has two-thirds of the reserve, and he still feels tired.
Arriving in this situation, Chen Tian somewhat understood why Wuming made him suffer repeated torture.
The mental power is accumulated in the pill beads. At this moment, Chen Tian is waiting. As long as all those powdery essences are turned into liquid, this mental power will explode in that moment.
"Here it comes." Under Chen Tian's slightly nervous gaze, the remaining ones were finally fried into liquid. Seeing this, Chen Tian's heart tightened, and at the same time, the mental power that had been accumulating in the pill for a long time
, like water bursting from a dam, suddenly burst out from between the eyebrows, and quickly jumped towards the alchemy furnace.
When the mental power comes into contact with the fire spirit, the temperature of the fire spirit increases exponentially. In an instant, the air in the cave turns into waves of heat.
"Try to suppress it." The moment the flames burst into flames, nameless shouts resounded.
Chen Tian did not answer. He concentrated his energy and used his mental power to suppress the high temperature of the fire spirit. Unfortunately, the fire spirit was no longer as obedient as it used to be. It resisted unruly and wanted to break the shackles Chen Tian had placed on it.
There were already large beads of sweat on his forehead. According to Chen Tian's current cultivation level, it would be difficult to complete such a high-intensity operation. The temperature of the fire spirit was still rising towards the critical point that the spiritual fluid could withstand.
Controlling it this time was not as labor-intensive as the previous refining. The reason was because Chen Tian followed Wuming's instructions and slightly lowered the temperature of the fire spirit by three degrees. Don't underestimate these three degrees.
With the spiritual temperature fluctuating like this, if you want to lower the temperature by three degrees, the consumption required can be said to be huge, and the consumption will increase exponentially.
Once again, there was a tug-of-war with the Fire Spirit. One side wanted to rush upward quickly, while the other side wanted to suppress its temperature. Neither side would accept the other, and they started to confront each other.
But if this continues, the loser will be Chen Tian, because now he does not have much mental energy to consume, and the color of the pill begins to slowly dim, and a feeling of exhaustion sweeps through his body.
As a result, Chen Tian's mental suppression was weakened, and it seemed that due to this reason, the temperature on Huo Ling's side began to gradually approach the critical point.
"Master, let me get down!" When the temperature of the fire spirit had reached the critical point, Chen Tian was filled with shock and anger, and he let out a loud shout, which instantly resounded throughout the cave.
