Even if Ling Han was a genius 10,000 times more evil than Ji Wuming, the most Liu Jun could do was to say something awesome and say nothing.
But now he wanted to worship Ling Han as a god.
It's so awesome that there is such a genius in alchemy. He can crush him in more than one street and become his master.
He is an alchemy genius, so only a stronger alchemy genius can subdue him.
"Han, Young Master Han!" He looked up at Ling Han, his eyes full of admiration.
"What's missing? Make me an elixir quickly. If you can't increase the success rate to 60% when I reach the eighth level, I'll beat you up." Ling Han glared.
"I will definitely work hard!" Liu Jun said, patting his chest, and the respect in his eyes became even stronger.
Eight refinements!
He was only at the fourth level, but Ling Han had already begun to attack the eighth level. Going one step further to the eighth level meant that Ling Han was about to become a five-star great alchemist.
Even in the Western Immortal Realm, there are not many five-star great alchemists!
He was suddenly very motivated and even had the idea of following Ling Han. Such a genius was so rare. If he could follow him, he would not only be proud of himself, but also gain countless benefits.
Ling Han didn't take it to heart, he also walked aside and started refining the spirit.
Spirit refining has nothing to do with the level of the elixir, so Ling Han chose one-star elixirs and then refined the spirit.
It can be predicted that the Eight Refinements will fail and fail again, and countless elixirs will be wasted. Therefore, isn't it a huge waste to use high-level elixirs to refine spirits?
Ling Han started struggling in the black tower, and occasionally came out to give the elixirs that Liu Jun had refined to the queen and others, so that they could sell them in the drug store in exchange for some money.
In fact, this was not enough for his squandering, because his speed of refining spirits was too fast. Even if all he wasted were one-star pills, he could not sustain his speed.
It is conceivable that even he, a four-star master and a seven-refiner master, consumes so much. It is difficult for him to achieve the eighth refinement and even a five-star great alchemy master.
Sometimes it's not that you don't have enough talent, but that you're short of money. Even the powerful Immortal King can't afford such a defeat.
Fortunately, he had robbed all of Liu Jun's belongings before, and he also had a lot of savings, so he could barely sustain his squandering. If he really ran out of money, he would also refine some four-star elixirs to relieve the pain.
Take some pressure.
Time flies, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.
Under Ling Han's guidance, Liu Jun has successfully advanced to the fifth level of refinement and has successfully become a four-star master.
Judging by the time of the Black Tower, a million years have passed, and Liu Jun's deadline for selling himself has long passed. But this guy got the benefit of the doubt, but did not mention leaving at all, and just silently made elixirs.
He finally saw that Ling Han had no intention of relying on his skills to value himself. As long as he was serious about refining elixirs, the other party would point out that Ling Han was not a lover of talent, but a lover of money and wanted to earn more.
Liu Jun had no objection to this. He also wanted to earn more for Ling Han, because it meant that his alchemy strength would continue to rise.
And after a million years, Ling Han finally touched the edge of the Eight Refinements.
"It's really difficult. A million years have passed, and I've just touched the threshold." Ling Han sighed with emotion.
If Master Zicheng heard this, he would definitely slap Ling Han in the face.
You want to know how many years Master Zicheng has lived and how long he has stayed at the level of Seventh Refining. How many million years is that? There are more than hundreds of millions, but there is no sign of a breakthrough. You have one million years.
Still too long?
Besides, this is still Black Tower time, and only ten years have passed in the outside world.
ten years!
"I'm sure I can succeed within ten times." Ling Han's eyes were shining, full of confidence.
He continued to refine the elixir, once, twice, three times... By the seventh time, the elixir in his hand did not explode again, but an eighth golden streak appeared.
Eight refinements.
Success!
Ling Han was stunned for a moment, then laughed. One million years, what a long time it is.
He did not stop, but continued to refine his spirit and consolidate his strength.
At the beginning, the success rate was naturally very low, less than 10%, but it soon increased to 20%, 30%... 50%, 70%, 90%!
But he still couldn't achieve a 100% success rate, as if there was a mysterious force controlling the world, preventing him from being so defiant.
"The moon waxes and wanes, and things in the world are never perfect. Is that the truth?" Ling Han murmured.
Almost 90%.
"Xiaota, where is the formula for the elixir?" Ling Han asked.
Fortunately, Xiaota knew about this recipe, otherwise Ling Han would definitely go crazy if he were asked to try his luck at some ancient monument.
He began to make elixirs.
This is a four-star elixir, and it is very complicated to refine. Even Ling Han was a little confused at the beginning. After failing at least a dozen times, he finally found a clue, gained experience, and slowly moved forward.
Thousands of years later, Ling Han finally succeeded in refining the first batch of elixirs.
"This is the Qian Qiu Yi Meng Dan, but I have never seen it in the elixir spectrum." Ling Han murmured to himself, holding a radiant elixir in his hand, which evolved over the years.
"You must achieve perfect quality, plus eight times of soul refining, in order to open up the corridor of time and send your soul into the intersection of the past, present, and future. That is where the secret realm of time lies." Xiaota said.
Ling Han nodded and continued to refine the pill.
Fortunately, he is not only a four-star master, but also an emperor of alchemy. Once he succeeds once, he will never fail again. Every time he makes an elixir, the quality of the elixir will be greatly improved.
A thousand years later, the Qian Qiu Yi Meng Pill he refined finally reached perfect quality.
He began to refine his spirit.
This was much easier to handle. The success rate was as high as 90%, allowing him to refine five Qianqiu Yimengdan after only failing once.
One for himself, one for the Queen, one for Hu Niu, one for Rain Emperor, and the last one for Rou Yaonv, who is about to break through the fairy palace.
If she can cultivate eleven secret realms, the soft demon girl will not be able to reach the emperor level, but she will definitely be able to shorten the gap with the emperor.
It just so happened that the Rain Emperor had also perfected the Soul-Splitting Realm and was able to break through the Immortal Palace.
All five of them entered the black tower. To break through to the Immortal Realm, the black tower is naturally the safest. Otherwise, even if they stay in the cave, they may be blasted to pieces. After an encounter, Ling Han
Naturally, I won't take any more risks.
Speaking of Honghuang, the five of them were very angry and were holding back their energy. They were determined to beat this bastard after they broke through the Immortal Mansion.
The five people took out Qianqiu Yimengdan at the same time and drank it.
It only took a moment for the medicine to take effect. This was a four-star elixir with huge power. It effortlessly swept the souls of the five people out of the sea of consciousness, and then with a slight shock, they began to accelerate and fly away.
Ling Han thought in his mind, phew, the black tower opened slightly, and their souls flew out.
In the space of the Black Tower, it is impossible for them to travel through the long river of time.
"Huh?" When their souls appeared, several big figures in the academy immediately made surprised sounds.