"No matter what, let him continue on the road to Alchemy."
The ghost alchemist looked at Yang Ji's back and thought to himself.
For the ghost alchemist, after witnessing Yang Ji's talent in alchemy with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of cherishing his talent.
If such talents cannot move forward on the path of alchemy, it will be a waste and a loss for the entire path of alchemy.
As an alchemist with a transcendent status, the ghost alchemist felt that it was fine if he did not see it, but if he saw it, he would not tolerate such a thing happening no matter what.
To a certain extent, Ghost Alchemist feels that he has this obligation and responsibility.
"...It can be considered as a way for me, a senior in alchemy, to support my juniors."
The Ghost Alchemist smiled in his heart and quickly stood up and walked over.
…
There is nothing to write down about the process of training.
For Yang Ji, after getting through the first step of getting started with alchemy, things will go smoothly in the future, which is much easier to say. Yang Ji is fully enjoying this new experience.
In the alchemy method, different herbs and medicinal stones will produce different reactions and completely new changes during the process of refining. In Yang Ji's eyes, this kind of change is extremely interesting.
"There is no problem if Dawn Grass and Fuling are brewed separately, but when they are blended together, the temperature will change."
"...Put them in the same way, and the temperature of the extracts of the herbs and medicinal stones will not be affected, but it is too troublesome."
"Place the medicine stone first, boil it into water, then place other herbs, and use the water medicine stone to fuse and absorb the essence of the herbs. This way you can avoid the effects of mixing to the greatest extent."
"...If the impact of mixing can be controlled within a certain range, it can be ignored. But if it involves very precious top-level elixirs, it is best to extract the same essence and then refine them together. This can maximize the effect.
Keep the medicinal properties.”
"The production of yellow buds should be related to the amount of each ingredient, as well as the cooking method, heat, and other internal and external factors. Careful analysis and testing are required."
…
There was thick smoke in the alchemy room, and the ghost alchemist was helping to do it. Yang Ji was doing the same experiments. The names for refining this thing are different, but the process is the same.
For ghost alchemists, such low-level things should not be a problem. However, due to Yang Ji's special analysis and learning methods, even for ghost alchemists, this aspect is blank. The level is not much higher than Yang Ji.
While Yang Ji was studying, Ghost Alchemist was basically also in the process of learning.
"Ghost Alchemist, Luo Han Guo!..."
"Ghost Alchemist, Realgar!..."
"Ghost Alchemist, White Tiger Stone!..."
"Ghost Alchemist. Lead!..."
…
Yang Ji kept giving orders, and the ghost alchemist kept attacking, and the six alchemy furnaces moved together. The dignified alchemist, who knows how many forces are eager to seek help, is extremely respectful, but now he is attacking an alchemy disciple, saying
I don’t know how many people’s glasses it would be if I went out.
But the ghost alchemist was very happy.
Yang Ji did not explain his research method clearly, but the ghost alchemist himself is a practitioner of alchemy, and he also has extremely high attainments. After just looking at it for a while, he could roughly see some clues.
"Gudong! Gudong!"
Small, large, and small bubbles emerged from the alchemy furnace. The entire pot of water in the alchemy furnace was boiling. Yang Ji took a look and shook his head:
"Failed!"
As he spoke, the blood energy surged, overwhelming the sky and the earth, pouring out the boiling water in the alchemy furnace. This pot of herbs and medicinal stones was just wasted.
"Sizzle!"
The last trace of water vapor in the alchemy furnace condensed and exploded, and the remaining herbs and medicinal stones were like cracked earth, dry and dry, and immediately shattered when touched.
Yang Ji took a look, shook his head, and poured it out again.
The ingredients in the alchemy furnace continued to increase and decrease, and the temperature of the alchemy fire kept rising and falling. After a while, when Yang Ji opened the lid, the inside was still the same, and all the medicinal materials were clearly distinguishable.
Yang Ji took a look, sighed, and poured it away again.
In the past five or six days, a large amount of waste was dumped from Yang Ji's alchemy room. The amount of waste was so large that it could fill several drug store warehouses.
Even the ghost alchemist felt a bit intolerable. It felt like too much wastage.
Fortunately, Tu Su Renxiong was generous and didn't care about this at all. With a wave of his hand, a steady stream of medicinal materials was delivered from all directions.
So much so that the horse-drawn carriage transporting medicinal materials at the gate of Dihuoshan Villa has never stopped, almost becoming a spectacle. Such a strange phenomenon has also attracted the attention of many people in Zhou Mansion.
Many people who don't know the truth are speculating about what Dihuoshuo Villa is doing. Some people even speculate that Tu Su Renxiong invited an alchemy disciple from a sect to the Dihuoshan Villa to refine elixirs.
This endless training and waste continued until the seventh day, when the ghost alchemist finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Yang Ji, what kind of elixir are you making?"
The ghost alchemist rarely spoke. But this time he really couldn't help it. He practiced with Yang Ji for several days. He originally thought that Yang Ji was refining some special elixir, so he didn't bother him.
But for several days in a row, the six alchemy furnaces never stopped, and the medicinal materials were wasted one after another. The ingredients inside kept changing and were never the same.
The ghost alchemist also asked himself and saw some clues about Yang Ji's experiment, but this approach did not look like refining alchemy at all, but completely like fooling around.
"hey-hey!"
Yang Ji put down the rosin in his hand, looked back at the Ghost Alchemist, and laughed:
"You can see it. I did not make an elixir. I was just observing the reactions and changes of various medicinal essences when they were mixed and refined."
"ah?!"
The ghost alchemist blinked, and it took him a while to realize. He was really not refining alchemy, really? Then what have he been doing following Yang Ji these past few days?
Is it fun?
"Haha, I didn't fool you."
Yang Ji laughed:
"I'm just analyzing their changes during the cooking process. Yellow buds are not produced out of thin air. As long as you master the rules of this change, you will definitely be able to grasp the principle of yellow buds."
"ah!"
The ghost alchemist was horrified when he heard this and had a creepy feeling:
"You want to study the principle of yellow bud production?"
The occurrence of yellow buds depends on luck. There is a 50% chance of appearing or not appearing (of course, in reality it is much smaller).
This kind of thing is uncontrollable and completely random. Even he himself can increase the probability of yellow buds by relying on his experience at most.
No one has ever thought of delving into the causes of yellow buds. They want to control yellow buds and artificially create yellow buds.
This idea is too bold!
Even though the Ghost Alchemist was used to his eclectic approach and being different from others, he still felt a creepy feeling when he heard these words.
This guy is so thoughtful!
"The production of yellow buds is related to the power of heaven and earth. It occurs randomly and there is no pattern to be found at all. Your idea is simply unrealistic."
The Ghost Alchemist bluntly pointed out Yang Ji's mistakes. Although he admired his talent and ideas, the Ghost Alchemist felt that he should not encourage such unrealistic ideas:
"Besides, it has been seven days. I have also helped you refine many furnaces. But you have not yet produced any yellow buds. The yellow buds have not come out yet. How do you know how it works and how it is produced?"
Yang Ji's alchemy so far can be said to be a complete failure. It has not produced any results. He is basically borrowing the power of Dishan Huozhuang to practice for himself.
He had become an accomplice invisibly. Without him, Tu Su Renxiong probably wouldn't have supported him so freely and without asking any questions.
The ghost alchemist felt that Yang Ji had obviously gone astray during this period.
"Haha, why is it necessary to study the production of yellow buds?"
Yang Ji looked at the Ghost Alchemist and laughed, his expression proud and convincing.
This person is very powerful and has extremely rich knowledge of alchemy. I didn’t tell him anything. He was able to figure out a lot of things by himself.
But it's a pity that the ghost alchemist has been immersed in the alchemy path all his life. His thinking has become rigid, and he is not as good as himself. With a blank sheet of paper, he can imagine, innovate, develop, and conceive without any scruples. Even if he fails, it doesn't matter.
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Of course, Yang Ji would never do anything he was unsure of.
"...Yellow buds are born from the essence of different herbs and medicinal stones. I need to thoroughly study their evolution and properties in this process. In the end, I can naturally deduce the conditions for the production of yellow buds."
Yang Jixin said.
"it's out of the question!"
The ghost alchemist couldn't help but said, breaking Yang Ji's dream without hesitation:
"Different herbs, herbs have different properties, different mixing conditions, different temperature conditions, different times... these will lead to different changes. Even the same kind of medicinal materials will have completely different changes. You don't have any idea at all
use."
"How is this possible? Every medicinal material will always have a specific performance in a specific environment!" Yang Ji said lightly.
"That will require a lot of experimentation!"
"Then conduct a lot of experiments. Isn't that what we do these days?"
Yang Ji said calmly and glanced at the Ghost Alchemist.
"!!!"
The ghost alchemist looked at Yang Ji who was so close, with his mouth wide open. He originally wanted to argue, but at this moment he was suddenly speechless.
After seven days of refining in the alchemy room with Yang Ji, he didn't understand what he was doing until now!
"Madman? Genius?..."
Ghost Alchemist no longer knows how to describe Yang Ji.
The madness of this young man who was less than twenty years old had exceeded his imagination. In the past time, he had never encountered such a crazy person.
It is simply unimaginable to study the conditions and principles of yellow bud production through complex and large-scale experiments.
How many experiments are needed? Tens of thousands? One hundred thousand? One million?...
Even the ghost alchemist couldn't imagine what this was like. Just thinking about it made him feel stressed and like he was carrying the sky on his back.
"It's crazy! It's crazy!..."
The ghost alchemist murmured to himself, completely shocked. (To be continued.)
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