Chapter 1839 Weird Pill Recipe
Yan Wuya had a black streak on his head, but he had nothing to say.
After all, this is what he told Ji Yunfeng when he asked Yang Haoran to repair the alchemy furnace just now.
It's tit for tat, karma comes a little too quickly.
"It doesn't matter if you don't let me see it, we'll just wait outside.
Whenever you give me the Nirvana Pill, I will leave."
Yan Wuya is determined to take away the Nirvana Pill and cannot compromise.
Ji Yunfeng sneered: "That's up to you.
But let me remind you that refining the Nirvana Pill is not something that can be done overnight.
It might take a few months to refine, are you sure you want to wait?"
Yan Wuya chuckled: "Don't say a few months.
For a good thing like Nirvana Pill, it won’t be a big problem if I wait for a few years!”
The two old guys were bickering, but Yang Haoran on the side was busy with his thoughts.
What he has been thinking about is the soul-solidifying pill, which is a major matter related to his future and life.
So he quietly put his hand on his forehead and said "Hey."
Sure enough, it attracted the attention of the two old guys, and they all looked towards Yang Haoran.
Because of the upgrade of the alchemy furnace, Ji Yunfeng was in a good mood.
The attitude towards Yang Haoran, the number one hero, is naturally very different.
"Young man, are you feeling unwell again?"
Yang Haoran frowned deeply, with a look of pain on his face.
Beads of sweat kept rolling down my forehead, and veins popped up on my neck.
"Senior, I'm telling you the truth.
When I was repairing the alchemy furnace just now, I was too focused to trigger the sympathy between heaven and earth.
For the weapon refiner, this state is something that can only be encountered. It is a glory but it is also a disaster!
Once experiencing the interaction between heaven and earth, the soul of the weapon refiner will be irreversibly damaged.
However, I am satisfied to see the upgrade of the alchemy furnace and the joy of my seniors!
Senior, don't worry about me, just go about your own business."
Ji Yunfeng looked guilty, and the more he looked at Yang Haoran, the more pleasing he became to his eyes.
It is really rare for such a capable young man to have such a good character!
Compared with that old squid Yan Wuya, he is a breath of fresh air!
And as an elder, how could he let such a good young man suffer for his own sake?
"Haoran, my matters are not important.
Even if I waste my soul, I will heal the damage to your soul!"
Yang Haoran looked flattered and waved his hands repeatedly.
"How did this happen? I killed this junior!
If the senior is really willing to help the junior, I have something to ask for."
Ji Yunfeng looked moved and beat his chest loudly.
"Your business is my business and also the Xunxian Sect's business.
Not to mention just one thing, but many things, we did it together!"
Yan Wuya on the side continued to sneer and cursed Ji Yunfeng for being such a fool.
Can you believe what this guy Yang Haoran says?
Based on this appearance, Ji Yunfeng could be deceived by Yang Haoran so much that he would lose his pants!
But for this kind of thing, Yan Wuya is happy to see it come to fruition.
The more Ji Yunfeng is deceived, the happier he becomes.
I just don’t know what conditions Yang Haoran, a naughty little guy, wants to put forward.
Yang Haoran was already happy at this time, but he kept a simple and honest look.
"Senior must also know that I am not only a disciple of the Treasure Artifact Sect, but also the head disciple of the Tianji Sect.
The practice of Tianji Sect is mainly about deduction, which consumes the soul the most.
Therefore, the ancestors of the Tianji Sect once left behind a recipe for elixir called Soul-Reinforcing Pill.
It has the miraculous effect of stabilizing the soul and repairing damage to the soul.
It's just that the refining of the soul-solidifying pill is quite complicated and profound, and not ordinary people can successfully refine it.
As a result, Tianji Sect now has no elixir prescriptions, but no soul-fixing elixirs available.
I admire the senior as a master of alchemy, and I am willing to give the recipe of the Soul-Reinforcing Pill to the senior."
What Yang Haoran said was profound and sincere, without any flaws.
And on the couch in a room somewhere, I don't have enough money and I sneeze so violently that I can't help myself.
"Damn it, someone must be talking about me behind my back and cursing him!"
Yang Haoran naturally didn't know about the complaints about not having enough money, but was secretly happy.
If you don’t have enough money to practice the Way of the World, you are the perfect candidate to take the blame.
Ji Yunfeng firmly believed in Yang Haoran's words.
Even Yan Wuya believed it to a certain extent. Even for people of their level, the Tianji Sect was a very mysterious existence.
Ji Yunfeng looked cautious: "How is this possible?
Things like elixir prescriptions are a secret that is not passed down to any sect.
Especially the elixirs that can target the soul are extremely precious.
Even our Xunxian Sect does not have such a prescription. How can I ask for your prescription for no reason!"
Yang Haoran looked sincere: "Senior, if you only have the elixir recipe but can't refine it, isn't it just a piece of waste paper?
If the Soul-Guarding Pill formula can work in the hands of seniors, wouldn't it be a great merit?
What's more, I didn't give it to seniors for free, I also had requirements.
If senior can successfully refine it, I hope you can give me some soul-solidifying pills, I would be very grateful."
Ji Yunfeng frowned, obviously still hesitant.
For alchemists, the significance of alchemy is obviously more important than for others.
Yan Wuya from the side had already persuaded him: "Old Ji, what Yang Haoran said is right.
You just agreed? What's more, Yang Haoran also said that it is extremely difficult to refine this elixir, and you may not be able to refine it!"
Ji Yunfeng, who was still hesitant at first, jumped up when he heard that Yan Wuya actually despised him.
"There is no elixir that I cannot refine!
I still don’t believe it, Yang Haoran, please give me the prescription.
Don’t worry about the Nirvana Pill, I will refine the Soul-Reinforcing Pill for you first, and then the main business is to repair the soul.”
Yang Haoran was delighted, Yan Wuya was indeed an old fox.
He quickly found a pen and paper, wrote out the recipe for the Soul-Reinforcing Pill that Azi gave him, and gave it to Ji Yunfeng.
Ji Yunfeng took the prescription and checked it immediately.
But the frown that immediately made Yang Haoran feel a little bad.
"Why is this elixir so strange? The combination of several herbs is clearly poison.
How is it possible to repair the soul?
Yang Haoran, are you sure this is the recipe handed down from Tianji Sect?"
Yang Haoran has no doubt about Ah Zi.
He immediately said: "Danfang is definitely right.
My master once said that this elixir recipe may look weird, but it actually contains the ultimate principles of elixir.
Seniors from the Tianji Sect have taken it before, but in later generations, the way of elixir declined and no one could refine it."
Ji Yunfeng remained silent, still frowning.
Then he shook his head: "It's okay that the combination of this recipe is a bit weird.
Several of its medicinal herbs are simply unheard of.
I dare not say that I know everything from ancient times to modern times, but I still know most of the medicinal materials.
What do you want me to do with this unnamed medicinal material?
Is it another name for some medicinal materials used in ancient elixirs?
Did your master give you any other instructions when giving you the elixir?"
This chapter has been completed!