"My God, sorting materials can actually show such beauty?"
"Oh my god, seven materials are purified at the same time?"
"What, I just thought that purifying seven materials at the same time was just a little faster. But smelling the scent of this medicine, it seems that the purity of these materials is far beyond ordinary!"
“It’s amazing!”
Those who exclaimed were all the lower-grade Xuan-level alchemists who had not seen Ling Han refining the pill last time. The other middle-grade Xuan-level alchemists all showed arrogance and said to themselves that they were idiots.
But they didn't want to think about how they were so fussy and stunned when they saw it for the first time.
However, as Ling Han took another step forward, everyone, including Fu Yuansheng, stared at Ling Han with their eyes wide open. Every move attracted their attention and followed Ling Han.
In their eyes, Ling Han was no longer a young boy, but an indomitable alchemist. Every move he made was extremely perfect, exuding a rhythm that only an alchemist could sense.
Yes, it is rhythm, which is the so-called sense of rhythm.
Alchemy can be said to be an art, an art of controlling fire, an art of melting fire with materials, full of unique rhythm.
It's just that no one here can express that sense of rhythm. They just follow the rules and strictly follow the recipe, including when to put what ingredients and when to use what temperature. It's mechanical and stiff.
But Ling Han jumped out of this scope. It was clear that sometimes he did not strictly follow the recipe, but he managed it through a wonderful rhythm, which was so beautiful that it was indescribable.
Master of alchemy! No, no, no, great power of alchemy! Even the emperor of alchemy!
Everyone nodded. If Ling Han was not too young and his cultivation level was too low, he might be able to refine earth-level elixirs now, or even those ethereal heaven-level elixirs.
Thinking of this, they couldn't help but be shocked. Logically speaking, Juyuan Realm can only refine yellow-level high-grade elixirs. This has nothing to do with the level of alchemy. It is completely determined by the alchemy master's cultivation. There is no way. The cultivation is not enough and it cannot be provided.
Enough fire temperature.
In this case, Ling Han has no choice but to fail.
But looking at Ling Han's performance in Alchemy, he doesn't look like someone who deliberately tried knowing that he would fail.
Could it be that—
They all stared at Ling Han closely, with a possibility floating in their minds.
boom!
A ball of red flame rose up in Ling Han's hand, it was the strange fire.
really!
All the alchemists exclaimed, understanding why Ling Han dared to refine quasi-earth-level elixirs.
Strange fire, that can make up for the deficiencies in the alchemist's cultivation. In fact, some alchemists have found another way and practiced some kind of fire secret method to increase the temperature of the fire. This is a sideways approach. But it can also work.
to the effect.
Of course, compared with strange fire, they are both Hinayana.
Ling Han's movements became faster and faster, and more and more sweat appeared on his forehead. Under the high temperature, he lost a lot of water again, and his lips were cracked.
Everyone was also dazzled. Ling Han's speed was so fast that even they couldn't keep up. Because they not only had to see every move of Ling Han clearly, but also experienced the beauty of it. Just thinking about it in their minds, they had already missed it.
Ling Han followed several actions.
But it doesn't matter. As long as they learn one or two moves, they can figure it out for a while and greatly improve their alchemy level.
——The one million taels of silver they spent was completely worth it!
Boom, boom, boom, Ling Han's hands kept flashing with fire, sometimes extremely large, sometimes extremely weak. This was not because he had lost control. On the contrary, it was because his control over the temperature of the fire had reached a level that was superb.
"Yes, the fusion with the strange fire has gone further, and the command feels like an arm and a finger." Ling Han said secretly, and he actually still had the mind to think about other things.
When others are refining elixirs, one must not concentrate on it, as the slightest loss of concentration may cause the whole thing to collapse. But who knows that Ling Han's alchemy level is so high that he can even refine heaven-level elixirs? This is naturally trivial.
Don't say it, just think about it in your heart. If he wants, he can make alchemy while explaining it, but if he really wants to do this, he will probably scare everyone here to death.
Because this is a quasi-earth-level elixir!
Half an hour later, Ling Han suddenly shook his right hand, and three flames shot out in different colors, as if he was setting off fireworks.
Three fires!
Of course, this is not as simple as it seems. The details lie in Ling Han's unique technique, which of course cannot be taught to outsiders.
Dan is done!
Ling Han did not open the lid immediately. The higher the level of the elixir, the better the effect would be if it is tempered and warmed in the elixir furnace until it cools down naturally. He meditated on the side, recovering the consumed energy and soul power.
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"I don't know how many Cheng Dan there are."
"Judging from the materials, the total number of Cheng Dan should be eight."
"Yes, there should be eight, but considering the difficulty of refining quasi-earth-level elixirs, it would be good to have one that can be turned into elixirs."
"A successful elixir with five stars or above is considered a success."
Seeing that Ling Han had finally finished refining the alchemy, the alchemists who had been holding their breath for a long time started talking one after another. They were all curious about whether Ling Han had succeeded - if the furnace exploded, then everything would definitely be ruined, but there was no explosion.
It doesn't mean success, as the elixir may not even reach the minimum standard of one star.
However, Ling Han was still meditating, and no one dared to rush up and lift the stove lid to see what was going on, which made several impatient people restless.
After another ten minutes, Ling Han finally opened his eyes, smiled slightly at everyone, and said, "I know, you are all curious."
Everyone laughed in disbelief, but this time it also involved Ling Han's certification as a high-grade Xuan-level alchemist, so their curiosity was not an exaggeration.
"Young Master Han, it's better not to whet your appetite any more, I'm going to die of anxiety." Fu Yuansheng said with a smile. This was also what everyone wanted.
Ling Han pushed the alchemy furnace forward and said, "Everyone, please take a look!"
Everyone hurriedly came over, but there were so many of them and the alchemy furnace was so small. Bang bang bang bang, many people's heads suddenly hit each other, making them all hold their heads and shout.
"Don't squeeze, come one by one!" Fu Yuansheng took advantage of his cultivation level in the Shentai realm and snatched the alchemy furnace away, making everyone sneer at him. But who is a high-grade Xuan-level alchemist?
What about the powerful people in the Shentai realm who have a higher status than them and are stronger than them?
Fu Yuansheng felt anxious, his outstretched hands were trembling, and he suddenly opened the stove lid.
"What!" He immediately exclaimed, his eyes widened with an expression of absolute disbelief.
"Master Fu, what's going on?"
"Don't you even have a single Cheng Dan?"
Everyone was surprised. If they weren't afraid of Fu Yuansheng's identity and strength, they would have wanted to rob him.
Fu Yuansheng didn't say a word. After a long time, he showed an expression of great awe and said: "Young Master Han is so capable, I am extremely impressed by him." He lowered the alchemy furnace and showed it to everyone.
Among them, there are nine round pills! (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!