"Yes, now only the elixir is left. I don't know how effective the elixir I made is."
Yang Ji is gearing up and eager to try.
The elixir energy appeared in the alchemy and turned into a colorful giant tiger, which is basically a success. The next alchemy is released, and there is basically no failure rate.
Alchemy is to turn the colloidal elixir juice in the alchemy furnace into spherical shapes. Many elixirs are round and lead pill-shaped. This is not because they are made like this, but because of the special techniques used in the alchemy.
The elixir only changes its appearance and does not affect the properties of the elixir. Therefore, as long as it passes the most dangerous process of setting fire, there is basically no failure rate thereafter.
"Boom!"
Yang Ji's Dantian was shaken, and surging blood burst out, and the shadow of a bronze furnace of essence and blood appeared faintly. In the blink of an eye, the blood-red energy hit the sky and covered the earth, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and instantly turned into three streams and submerged into the golden and exquisite alchemy furnace.
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"call!"
In just the blink of an eye, Yang Ji completed the process of transforming the elixir.
Transforming pills, also known as cutting pills, is not a simple matter of rolling balls. Instead, it involves cutting out the essence of different levels in the pill furnace one by one according to the same properties.
If it is not cut well, the originally good elixir will be mixed with impurities and become a defective product, thereby wasting a pot of good elixir.
"I wonder how many finished products there are, how many defective products, and how many waste elixirs there are?"
Yang Ji looked at several large alchemy furnaces, his eyes dazed for a moment. He walked over and stopped by the alchemy furnace. The flames had been completely extinguished. Yang Ji stretched out his hand, and with a bang!, he removed the lid of the alchemy furnace with anticipation.
The alchemy furnace is densely packed with elixirs of the same size and uniform shape, lying round and round at the bottom of the alchemy room, like grapes hanging on a tree.
All elixirs are divided into three levels in a circle according to their color and quality. The most central position is where the yellow buds are born and where the finished products are concentrated. Further out are the inferior products with slightly less efficacy, and then more
The second-level bad elixir, and finally the black and gray bad elixir, cannot be used.
"Success! I finally made the first batch of elixir!"
Yang Ji looked at the densely packed hundreds of elixirs in the elixir furnace, and felt a supreme sense of accomplishment and intense joy in his heart.
The biggest difference between alchemists and alchemists is alchemy.
After this furnace of elixir is refined, Yang Ji has truly transitioned from the level of alchemist to the level of alchemist. Although the level of alchemist is very low, it is far inferior to the junior alchemist, alchemist, and great alchemist.
But for Yang Ji, this is the result of his hard work day and night for more than a month. Looking at these pills, Yang Ji feels full of satisfaction and accomplishment.
Now I have truly entered the field of alchemy.
"There are 24 top elixirs, 48 secondary elixirs, 96 residual elixirs, and 72 bad elixirs. The total is about 240 elixirs. It is quite amazing that you can refine so many top elixirs.
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The ghost alchemist sighed and approached from behind, staring at the pot full of alchemy furnace, sighing as he spoke. The rate of authenticity of Yang Ji's alchemy was not very high. No matter how amazing his alchemy technique was, in the end he was unable to use it.
Bad elixirs also account for more than 30%.
but
The ghost alchemist took another look at the pot of pills and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. 240 pills! This number was far beyond the normal number of pills in a pot.
This number did not increase by a few or dozens, but directly doubled. In fact, the normal number of pills produced by this kind of pill is less than 120, but Yang Ji doubled it.
In other words, during his alchemy process, these elixirs were almost wasted. The 24 genuine ones seemed to be very few, but in fact it was a manifestation of his skill in cutting elixirs.
There is not a trace of impurities seeping into it. It is so pure that it is unimaginable. The quality of these 24 elixirs has far exceeded its expected level and is comparable to the elixirs of a higher level.
As for those defective products, because the cut pills are cut well and the fire is properly prepared, the medicinal efficacy is already comparable to the genuine products.
For a novice who is refining alchemy for the first time to be able to refine such an elixir and such a finished product, the ghost alchemist can't say enough about how amazed he is.
"Does this elixir have a name?"
Ghost Alchemist asked. He had been completely defeated by Yang Ji.
"Tiger Power Pill. It can increase strength."
Yang Ji looked at the Ghost Pill Master, smiled and added: "It's the same as Dali Pill."
The Ghost Pill Master has no energy to even roll his eyes. Of course, this is not a powerful pill, and it is impossible for a powerful pill to have such strong medicinal properties. At best, it is in the same category as the powerful pill.
"I'm convinced. I have nothing to say. I have nothing to teach you on the path of alchemy."
Ghost Alchemist said, looking downcast.
A dignified alchemist, a distinguished guest with an unknown amount of influence, could not teach a young novice. This is not only unbelievable, but also embarrassing.
But the ghost alchemist has to admit that this is the fact before him. Yang Ji may not have mastered any earth-shattering elixirs yet, nor has he gained any reputation in the alchemy world.
But his level of alchemy has even surpassed that of his already famous alchemist!
Give him at least six yellow buds, and he has absolutely no confidence that he can refine three pill furnaces like Yang Ji.
"Can you give me one of the tiger power pills in this pill furnace?"
The ghost alchemist stretched out his hand and pointed at a genuine Tiger Power Pill in the alchemy furnace.
"Haha, of course."
Yang Ji smiled.
If it were someone else, people might think that he was coveting these tiger power pills, but the ghost alchemist himself is a master of alchemy and can make much more powerful pills. Yang Ji certainly wouldn't think that he was coveting this kind of pill.
Cheap.
After receiving Yang Ji's approval, the ghost alchemist didn't say much. He stretched out his two middle fingers and unceremoniously reached into the alchemy furnace. He picked up the round and clear pill in the center, which seemed to have the strongest potency.
Huli Dan.
After taking the elixir, a heavy feeling came from my fingertips. I turned it slightly and it was very even. All the particles were evenly distributed.
The ghost alchemist sighed in his heart, this boy is really talented, with just one hand, he can give him a score of eight or more. The elixir was very fragrant, and the ghost alchemist picked it up with two fingers and stuffed it into his mouth.
When the elixir enters the mouth, the periphery melts quickly, and the concoction melts in the mouth. A faint sweetness and fragrance penetrate into the heart and spleen, like nectar.
“Excellent quality!”
The ghost alchemist sighed and gave another score. Pills only pay attention to the efficacy, not the appearance and taste. But for the alchemy masters who regard alchemy as an art, alchemy not only pays attention to the efficacy, but also the appearance and taste.
Also pay attention to appearance.
A pill that tastes disgusting will never be rated highly.
Although Yang Ji has just entered the industry, he is already on the right path to alchemy.
"Mumble!"
After swallowing, Ghost Pill Master felt like a stream of sweet spring flowing down his throat and into his stomach. There was silence, as the pill began to be digested in his stomach.
The ghost alchemist said nothing, closed his eyes, and silently waited for the explosion of medicinal power that was destined to appear.
"Boom!"
Just like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years suddenly erupted, in the blink of an eye, violent bursts of medicinal power spurted out, like jets of water, exploding from the abdomen to the limbs and bones, rushing to all the meridians, flesh and blood, bones, and
All cells in the body.
The ghost alchemist can feel that the cells, flesh, and bones all over his body are like a big mouth, wildly and greedily sucking in the power of the medicine.
"How many years have it been..."
Feeling the situation inside his body, the Ghost Alchemist was shocked in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became dazed.
As a master of alchemy, he has swallowed many elixirs, those that increase strength, increase vitality, increase spiritual power... all of them.
However, there is a limit to what people can endure, and the medicinal power of these things cannot always be accumulated indefinitely. Instead, it will continue to weaken with the amount swallowed.
By now, his body has become resistant to most of the elixirs and cannot produce the slightest effect. This is also a common problem among all alchemy masters.
Otherwise, people in the alchemy way would have been able to increase their strength infinitely through infinite alchemy, and become kings, saints, and gods!
Yang Ji's pill actually reminded him of the scene when he swallowed the first pill.
"This is indeed a brand new pill!"
In the flash of lightning, a thought flashed through the ghost alchemist's mind. I just said that Yang Ji's Huli Dan and Dali Dan belong to the same type. The ghost alchemist felt that he was wrong.
This elixir will not overlap with any other elixirs, and is absolutely of great value to all those whose bodies have become resistant to strength elixirs.
"Crack!"
Waves of crisp bone sounds came from all over the body. The ghost alchemist closed his eyes and looked inside. For a short time, he immediately felt a brand new power pouring into his bones, and then the power that had been dormant for many years rose again and grew...
"Buzz!"
After a long, long time, when all the medicinal power melted away, the ghost alchemist sighed, a thought passed through his mind, and he gave the final score:
"very!"
The reason why I didn't give Yang Ji full marks before, and only eight points no matter how well he did it, is because I was waiting for the final result of the medicine. No matter how good the presentation is, and how uniform the texture is, if the medicine is not powerful, it will be useless.
But now, the Ghost Alchemist can give the most perfect score of 10 out of 10!
With this Tiger Power Pill, Ghost Pill Master can clearly feel that his strength has increased a lot, as if he has been reborn. With his level, this is almost unbelievable.
"Sir, with your current level of alchemy, you can already be called a peak alchemist!"
The ghost alchemist opened his eyes, looked at Yang Ji in front of him, looked complicated, and sighed.
"Hahaha..., Master, with your words, my hard work these days will be worth it!"
Hearing the evaluation from the ghost alchemist, Yang Ji laughed happily. There is nothing happier than being evaluated as a "peak alchemist" by an orthodox alchemist.
This is undoubtedly an affirmation of my hard work during this period.
The realm of alchemy is divided into alchemy disciple, alchemy master, junior alchemy master, alchemy master, great alchemy master, alchemy king and other realms. The first time Yang Ji refined the elixir, he could get the evaluation of the peak alchemy master of ghost alchemy master.
This is already a pretty high compliment! (To be continued.)
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