Generally speaking, the success rate of the best Holy-Breaking Pill has reached 90%. Even if it fails, it will never have any adverse impact on the strength. The special-grade Holy-Breaking Pill can 100% help the cultivator advance to the rank of Lord.
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However, as the first of the three holy-level elixirs, the Holy-breaking Pill is extremely difficult to refine, let alone the special-grade pills. Even the top-grade pills are extremely difficult to refine, so even Lord Meng Pavilion is looking forward to it and a little excited.
"No, let's get some spiritual herbs used to refine ordinary holy-level elixirs. I want to demonstrate the technique to all the elixir masters first," Ling Chuxi said.
"That's fine." Pavilion Master Meng said a little disappointed.
But soon, he felt relieved. There was still some time before the three-day period mentioned by Ling Chuxi, so there was no rush. Besides, since he wanted to teach the technique, he naturally couldn't concentrate on refining the pill, otherwise the materials would be wasted.
It's not cost-effective. You must know that the spiritual grass for refining the Holy Poaching Pill is extremely rare. Even the Danxin Pavilion doesn't have much in stock. There are only three copies in total. If one is wasted, one will be lost.
Soon, everyone came to the alchemy room, and the alchemist Mo just rushed back. Ling Chuxi sorted out the spiritual herbs, then took out the standard alchemy furnace she bought in Yunlingfang City last time, and prepared to give it to
Demonstration for everyone.
Her oversized stew pot is too shocking, so if you can't use it, try not to use it, otherwise others will think that she is not here to make elixirs, but to treat guests to dinner.
A figure sneaked into the alchemy room and hid behind the crowd.
"What are you doing here?" Ling Chuxi had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that this person was Qiu Zhenwen, so she said angrily.
This guy is not a good person. He is always full of bad things. He has been against himself many times, but he still has the nerve to learn his own alchemy techniques. He is really shameless.
"Can't I come over and take a look?" Qiu Zhenwen said awkwardly.
"No, I'm about to exchange alchemy techniques with all the alchemists. No idlers are welcome." Ling Chuxi said, after all, the people present were all well-known alchemists. Even if she taught them alchemy techniques, she wouldn't be able to do it.
I still want to give some face, and I can't hurt other people's self-esteem. So, let's call it communication.
However, she was not so polite to Qiu Zhenwen, and was directly classified as an idler.
"Humph, didn't it mean that any spiritual alchemist who is interested can come?" Qiu Zhenwen said angrily.
"Are you considered a spiritual alchemist? I would like to ask Master Qiu, what kind of spiritual elixirs do you know how to refine, and do you deserve to call yourself a spiritual alchemist?" Ling Chuxi said without mercy.
There was a burst of laughter from all around. With Qiu Zhenwen's level of alchemy, he was not qualified to be on an equal footing with them. If Deacon Mei hadn't had some friendship with him and wanted him to make some money, he would never have had the chance to show up.
In Dan Pavilion.
Yu Qiubai and others were concerned about Deacon Mei's face and did not say anything on the surface, but they looked down on him in their hearts. He actually called himself a spiritual alchemist. His level of alchemy was not even comparable to that of the disciples of these spiritual alchemists.
Ling Chuxi's words simply touched everyone's heart, and they were indescribably happy. Moreover, this guy has repeatedly made trouble for Ling Chuxi. Although he has not succeeded, he is quite annoying, and he is always buzzing like a fly.
Is it normal for Ling Chuxi not to teach him now? This kind of person will not be grateful even if he gets benefits.
"Qiu Zhenwen, you'd better go out first, don't waste our time." A spiritual alchemist lowered his face and said to Qiu Zhenwen very rudely.