Yunmeng was furious on the spot. She carried the Xuan Bing and rushed towards Ling Feng to kill her. Her pretty face was livid with anger.
There are only ten people in the entire alchemy competition, and he wants to win the top ten?!
"Okay, I agree!"
Ling Feng ran away and turned around to agree. If he didn't agree today, Yun Meng might be able to give him a few swords.
"snort!"
Yunmeng Qiaoyan finally got a little better. She leaned against the wall, exhausted. She had to say that Ling Feng was a pervert, and his physique even made her jealous.
"By the way, what level of alchemists are the nine Moyun Sect members?"
Suddenly, Ling Feng ran back again. Looking at Yun Meng's embarrassed appearance, he lowered his head and sneered.
"We don't know yet, but a high-level alchemist will probably appear."
Yunmeng's expression became more solemn and said: "The alchemy sect of Lingwu Academy is two years behind Mo Yun Sect, and you are the only disciple so far. If Mo Yun Sect also receives one or two disciples with good talents, it will be very difficult.
He may become a high-level alchemist, but at least he will be an intermediate alchemist."
"So, you should try your best to refine a high-level elixir in two months and use one month to increase the success rate."
"kindness!"
Ling Feng nodded. After all, Yunmeng cared more about him. Naturally, he couldn't embarrass the latter, and of course he couldn't embarrass himself.
On this day, Ling Feng put aside everything and devoted himself wholeheartedly to alchemy.
He first selected herbs and took hundreds of copies of each. High-level elixirs were not comparable to mid-level elixirs, and the failure rate was higher, so he had to prepare in advance.
"Blood Melting Pill!"
Ling Feng's eyes flashed and he was sure of this elixir. His sister Ling Qing's ice soul needed this elixir, so if he could refine it, he would be able to feel more at ease in the future.
Ling Feng glanced at it, took out all kinds of medicinal herbs, and placed them on the refining table. However, even he was a little surprised that there were ten kinds of medicinal herbs used to refine the blood-melting pill.
"It's a bit troublesome."
Ling Feng curled his lips, and immediately took a Qingling Pill, allowing himself to enter the state of refining the pill wholeheartedly.
"Pfft"
However, when he put each of the medicinal herbs into the alchemy furnace for refining, he failed to control the heat properly, and all the medicinal herbs turned into pure ash and emitted black smoke.
He failed!
This made Ling Feng sigh. It is indeed difficult to refine high-level elixirs. The requirements for heat are even higher. Even the slightest deviation will lead to failure. It must be extremely precise.
"continue!"
Ling Feng started again...
However, in the next nine days, Ling Feng failed again and again. All kinds of pills were wrapped in the warrior storm, flying in all directions, and some even landed on his face.
"Failed again?"
When Yun Meng came, looking at Ling Feng's dark little face, she could only comfort him silently. After all, there was no rush in making alchemy, and it needed to be done step by step.
"It's just a little bit different!"
Ling Feng shook his head helplessly. He was almost reaching the critical point. Unfortunately...
"Take your time." Yun Meng patted Ling Feng on the shoulder and walked out.
"kindness?"
Looking at Yun Meng's leaving figure, Ling Feng frowned, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.
Then, he searched for "Alchemy Chapter" in his mind, and soon he found some records about alchemy.
"Really possible?!"
Ling Feng looked overjoyed. The possibility he thought of was that a spiritual master would make elixirs.
And it is indeed mentioned in "Alchemy Chapter" that the spiritual master can integrate a trace of telepathy into the medicinal herbs and accurately feel the critical point, thereby easily refining the elixir.
In the past, he automatically ignored it. After all, he was not a spiritual master and did not need to be so entangled.
But, it was different now. He was already at the peak level of a spiritual master, so he naturally thought of it.
"All it takes is a little thought!"
Ling Feng muttered something, and immediately started refining the elixir.
"Whoosh"
When all kinds of medicinal herbs were wrapped in the warrior's storm, a golden thread flew out from the center of Ling Feng's eyebrows, and disappeared into the medicinal herbs in the blink of an eye.
"master!"
Ling Feng suppressed the temperature of the flames while refining. He was highly concentrated. Time passed by minute by second. When the various herbs were turned into concoction bit by bit, his eyes suddenly moved with a hint of surprise.
It also flashed across his face.
"Purple spirit grass!"
"burning leaves"
"Golden Orchid Fruit"
…
Not long after, Ling Feng recited all ten kinds of medicinal herbs. Each medicinal herb represented a critical point, which was invisible under the power of mental thoughts and completely appeared in Ling Feng's mind.
"Pfft!"
As Ling Feng's last voice fell, a soft sound came out from the warrior storm, and all the medicine turned into nothing.
However, at this moment, Ling Feng laughed loudly, and all the problems that had troubled him for nine days were solved.
In two quarters of an hour, I figured out how to control the extraction of all herbs.
This is unbeatable control!
It is no exaggeration to say that spiritual masters are a group of people who are more perverted than physical practitioners. Not only can their telekinesis kill people, but once they advance to the level of mystical masters, they can even control weapons and are more powerful than warriors.
"What's wrong? You finally succeeded in refining it?"
Yun Meng flashed over, with a look of surprise on his face, but when he looked at the black liquid in the alchemy furnace, his face froze.
Immediately, he slapped Ling Feng on the head and said, "Are you crazy? You are still so happy after failing."
She turned around and left without saying anything to Ling Feng.
"Hey, refining it is easy!"
Ling Feng smiled softly and threw another portion of the blood-melting elixir herb into the elixir furnace, followed by a trace of telekinesis.
"refining!"
About two-quarters of an hour later, Ling Feng drank softly, and all the concoction suddenly became silent. The flames were suppressed, and wisps of green smoke flew out, carrying dust-like particles.
The impurities of the medicinal herbs flew out, but all the medicinal juice was crystal clear and red as blood.
"Merge!"
Ling Feng muttered, the concoction was boiling, and was evaporated bit by bit by the hot flames. Under the control of that trace of thought, all the concoctions were evenly blended together. Although the color became a little lighter,
A fresh fragrance wafted out.
"Prototype!"
Ling Feng fell down with a sound, and the concoction dried up completely, condensing into a prototype of an elixir that was only as big as a fingernail. The bumps were not very regular, but there was still a burning smell, and the fragrance of the medicine wafted out.
"Condensing Pill!"
The flame dimmed, forming a scorching heat, which still did not dissipate, causing the prototype of the elixir to evaporate again. The small pits and ridges were also rounded, forming a dark red elixir.
.
The blood-melting pill is ready!
The warrior storm trembled, and the blood-melting pill flew out of the pill furnace and landed firmly in Ling Feng's hand. Although it was still a little hot, it could not suppress the joy in Ling Feng's heart.
Although its color is a bit lighter, the medicinal fragrance is a bit stronger than the elixir distributed by Lingwu Academy. Obviously the elixir refined by Ling Feng is better than the latter.
"The mastery of mind power and the perfect and thorough integration have reached the top level!"
The quality of an elixir also depends on the uniformity of the concoction, the degree of fusion, and the control of condensing the elixir. There is no doubt that Lingfeng's telepathy has achieved the top level in all of these.
It can be said that even ordinary high-level alchemists may not be able to reach this level!
"It's terrible!"
Looking at the blood-melting pill, Ling Feng himself was shocked. This kind of control was simply invincible. He kept giggling and even started to thank those Mo Yunzong disciples.
If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have been able to obtain the Soul Flower, nor would he have become a spiritual master, nor would he have been able to refine the first high-level elixir so quickly.
"I'm invincible!" Ling Feng lowered his voice and said ecstatically.
Indeed, he is invincible!
In the next few days, Ling Feng refined another twenty blood-melting pills, and none of them failed. The success rate was 100%. If this were said to be true, Yunmeng would probably be able to fall off his wicker chair.
Of course, Ling Feng knew that the spiritual master was too terrifying and had too great influence, so he had to keep it hidden as his strongest weapon.
"The second high-level elixir!"
Lingfeng put twenty blood-melting pills into his arms, took various medicinal herbs, and began to refine the condensing pills.
This elixir is similar to the Ningzhen Pill. The difference is that the Ningzhen Pill is aimed at warriors, while the Ningxuan Pill is targeted at warriors.
"Invincible mastery!"
Ling Feng chuckled lightly and threw all the herbs into the alchemy furnace. He used a bit of telekinesis to explore the critical points of various herbs, the uniformity of fusion, and the concentration of elixirs.
There is no doubt that Ling Feng refined the Condensation Pill very quickly this time, and after only one failure, he was able to refine the second Condensation Pill, which made him happy but also a little unbelievable.
If this continues, it will be difficult for him not to be invincible.
Two days later, Ling Feng refined twenty more Condensing Pills without any failure. His mastery of telekinesis was already astonishing.
On the third day, Ling Feng began to refine the third elixir.
On the fifth day, he refined the fourth high-level elixir.
…
Time flies and a month passes.
In the past month, the alchemy sect has been very peaceful. Yunmeng has been lazy all day, and occasionally comes to see Ling Feng refining alchemy, but at that time, Ling Feng mostly "fails".
Ling Qing, on the other hand, has broken through to the eighth level of martial arts, and is considered a small master in the outer sect. This is of course due to the guidance of the inner sect teacher, and of course the effect of the Condensing Pill.
Not only that, she understood the first form of the Overlord Sword Technique, and once the power of earth-level martial arts was revealed, even the ninth-level outer sect martial arts disciples had to give in.
However, the alchemy room was always calm. What made Yunmeng angry was that she found that Lingfeng sometimes dozed next to the alchemy furnace, which almost made her angry to death, knowing that she had put all her efforts into it.
In Ling Feng's case, if he fails, then...
"A month has passed and there is no movement at all. What is that guy doing?"