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Chapter 38 Refining Jinya Dan

After harvesting the spiritual rice, Zhang Zhixuan spent a relatively leisurely time again.

It has been almost five years since I came to the spiritual field. After five years of training, whether it was planting chalcedony rice, yellow bud grass, or taking care of spiritual grass and elixirs, Zhang Zhixuan has become a qualified spiritual planter.

In the past five years, not only has his cultivation improved greatly, but he has also learned several spells.

Not only can he skillfully use the Spirit Gathering and Rain Technique, but he has also learned the four spells of ivy entanglement, object control, fire control, and flame shield, which make up for his shortcomings in spells.

Seeing the yellow bud grass gradually growing up, Zhang Zhixuan used the jade talisman to notify the fourth uncle Zhang Menglong in advance. In the past, the affairs of the spiritual field were basically under the control of the ninth uncle Zhang Mengquan. After the disappearance of the ninth uncle, the affairs of this stall are now temporarily under the control of the fourth uncle.

Because of the accident in Xihefang a few years ago, the family has suffered heavy losses, is even more short of manpower, and has to give up part of its profits.

So this time the yellow bud grass matured, and the family paid more attention to it. Except for Zhang Menglong who was old and had to cooperate with the clan leader to guard the mountain gate, several other elders in the family were present, including Zhang Mengling who rarely went down the mountain.

Zhang Mengling is over fifty and will soon pass the peak period of Qi training monk. If he can no longer build the foundation, his chances will become less and less in the future. If he is over eighty, there is basically no hope of building the foundation.

Zhang Mengling and others entered the spiritual field, looked at Zhang Zhixuan and the others who were still busy and asked: "Nephew Zhixuan, how confident are you in refining the Golden Bud Pill this time?"

Looking at the worried Zhang Mengling, Zhang Zhixuan said calmly; "In the past few months, I have successfully refined a furnace of second-level middle-grade elixir.

There are many materials for refining Jinya Dan this time, so the probability of success is extremely high.

But in terms of experience, he is definitely not as good as Jiu Bo, and the number of Cheng Dan is probably smaller."

"Because of changes in Xihefang, the family's turnover has become more difficult.

Your eighteenth aunt has cut down the branches of Qingling Yuzhu and refined magical weapons to support the family.

Your fourth uncle also took out three sets of second-level high-grade formations and sold them in the market, hoping to alleviate some of the family's difficulties.

This time when refining Jinya Dan, we must be as careful as possible, and at the very least we must recover the cost price of Jinyu Zhi and Zhongyuan Ginseng."

Looking at the uneasy Zhang Mengling, Zhang Zhixuan smiled and said: "Uncle Nineteen, don't worry, the most important elixir of Jinya Dan is Huangya grass. We grow Huangya grass ourselves, Jin Yuzhi, and Zhongyuan Ginseng are all first-level

The elixir does not require too many spiritual stones."

With the help of Zhang Mengling and others, Zhang Zhixuan and others quickly picked the yellow bud grass, lit the xuanyang wood, warmed the alchemy furnace, and prepared to start the alchemy furnace.

Zhang Zhixuan carefully controlled the spiritual fire, then put the spiritual grasses into the alchemy furnace one by one in order, then added a little water from the spiritual well, and carefully observed the movements of the alchemy furnace.

Golden Bud Pill, a magical elixir, mainly uses yellow bud grass.

The spiritual power of yellow bud grass is lost very quickly, and it is very delicate and easy to refine, so the refining speed is much faster than ordinary elixirs.

Within a quarter of an hour, Zhang Zhixuan opened the alchemy furnace, and a puff of yellow smoke floated out of the alchemy furnace. Zhang Zhixuan looked at the few gray elixirs in the alchemy furnace, smiled and shook his head.

Because the family has not been going well recently, Zhang Mengling seems to be unable to bear the failure. He looked at the elixir that failed to be refined and asked worriedly: "How is it? How sure are you?"

Zhang Menngling looked so nervous that even Zhang Mengqin beside him couldn't stand it. So he said: "You are also the elder of the family and you have the power of the family.

Don't be so talkative and babbling like this.

When refining the first batch of unfamiliar elixir, the alchemist always needs to taste the fire properties and sum up some experience."

Zhang Mengqin is the family's weapon refiner and an expert in playing with fire. He knows more about alchemy than others. He was afraid that Zhang Mengling's performance would put more pressure on Zhang Zhixuan, so he explained.

Zhang Zhixuan cleaned the alchemy furnace with well water, washed away the residue in the alchemy furnace, and then began to refine the elixir again.

This time, he summed up the experience from the last time, slightly turned down the flame of Xuanyang Wood, and then slightly slowed down the interval between putting in the elixir.

After the first failure experience, the effect of the second alchemy was slightly better. When Zhang Zhixuan opened the alchemy furnace, he found that there was only one golden elixir inside.

Zhang Zhixuan picked up the elixir and licked it a little, then said: "This elixir is a little lacking in spirituality, and its fire properties are a bit stronger."

Zhang Zhixuan threw the refined elixir to the ground and continued to refine the elixir without stopping.

The third time the result was a little better, the fire nature of the elixir had faded away, and finally a elixir was made.

Next, Zhang Zhixuan successfully refined more than a dozen furnaces of elixirs, but the probability of success was still very low. Each furnace could only produce one or two elixirs.

According to this probability, there is no profit at all, and you may even lose the cost of the elixir.

Refining the Golden Bud Pill is a very arduous task. To refine a hundred furnaces of elixir in just three days, if the alchemist does not have enough magic power and perseverance, it is impossible to complete such a task.

This kind of overloaded alchemy can even damage a monk's vitality.

Zhang Zhixuan took a breath and took a magic pill to restore his mana. After replenishing most of his mana, he continued to refine the Golden Bud Pill.

As Zhang Zhixuan became more and more experienced, his success rate in alchemy also improved.

By the second day, every time a furnace of elixir was refined, three or four pills could be made.

On the third day, after refining the pill dozens of times in a row, Zhang Zhixuan's techniques became more and more mature, and the rate of making pills even exceeded half.

After three consecutive days of high-intensity elixir refining, Zhang Zhixuan carefully counted the pills. This time, he made a total of more than 300 golden bud pills.

Compared with the last time he made alchemy, which resulted in a total of more than 500 golden bud pills, Zhang Zhixuan's alchemy skills were far inferior to those of the ninth uncle Zhang Mengquan.

However, this result was still far beyond Zhang Mengling's expectations.

Three hundred golden bud pills are worth at least nine hundred low-grade spiritual stones. With this turnover of spiritual pills, the family can breathe a little easier and ease the difficult situation.

Zhang Zhixuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a tired face: "Fortunately, I lived up to my destiny and successfully refined a batch of elixirs. Finally, these acres of yellow bud grass were not wasted, and the hard work of the past few years was not in vain."

"Not bad, very good.

Although nephew Zhixuan is young, his attainments in alchemy are already extraordinary.

In a few years, I’m afraid I’ll be better than Brother Nine.”

Seeing that he successfully refined the elixir and could immediately exchange it for a sum of spiritual stones, which relieved some of the family tensions, Zhang Mengling breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.


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