If the elixir has lines, it means that the elixir is of very high quality, and the elixir held in Yang Huang's palm is of the highest quality.
Pills are divided into four levels: lower, middle, upper, and special.
It is said that there are other levels above these four levels, but Yang Huang doesn't know what level they are yet. He only knows these four levels for the time being.
"It turns out it's a problem with the spiritual roots. The spiritual roots in my body not only have two properties: fire and wood. I just turned the spiritual energy emitted by the other spiritual roots into alchemy fire, so the alchemy failed!" Yang Huang found the answer.
Qiqi and Feng Qingxue also understood after hearing this. They had followed Yang Huang for so long, and naturally knew that Yang Huang had eight spiritual root attributes in his body.
I also know that if Yang Huang wants to advance, he has to work eight times harder than others. Yang Huang's qualifications are very poor.
But such a person with poor qualifications can cultivate to such a level that most people look up to him. Perhaps most people will feel ashamed, right?
"Now I have no problem even refining a third-grade low-grade elixir. Although the success rate of refining a third-grade low-grade elixir is very low, it is not completely impossible!" After Yang Huang finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
, began to restore spiritual energy.
After two hours of recovery, Yang Huang opened his eyes and began to look at the classics on the ground.
While Yang Huang was reading the text, Qiqi and Feng Qingxue would occasionally say a few words to Yang Huang, but Yang Huang usually ignored them and he was not free now.
"It turns out that third-grade elixirs are not difficult at all. In two weeks, maybe I can learn them!" Yang Huang didn't expect that he would be so talented in alchemy. If he hadn't known that time was tight, he would have
I really want to have a party to celebrate.
Time always flies very fast, and in the blink of an eye, two weeks have passed.
In the past two weeks, Yang Huang has been refining elixirs. He has produced a lot of waste materials, with a total value of more than five billion.
When Yang Huang was refining alchemy, he suddenly understood something. It is not that easy to be an alchemist. Even if you have the fire and wood spiritual roots, you may not be able to achieve anything in a short time. Refining alchemy is too expensive.
Of course, most people will not spend a billion in one go, but may spend it over several decades.
But even so, the money spent is really not small, and not just any alchemist can have so much money.
"Yang Huang, you have two storage rings, right? I see that you always take things from the palm of your left hand!" Qiqi asked.
"have!"
Yang Huang admitted it directly, but he had no intention of showing the storage ring to them. Although he had a good relationship with them, they were not his wives after all, and they could not look at it at will.
Qiqi and the others didn't ask to see the ring. She knew very well that everyone has their own privacy. If she asked, the situation would be awkward.
"I have been able to refine a third-grade mid-level elixir. It's time to go out and get a certificate. As long as I get the certificate, I can go to the Endless Sea!" Yang Huang stood up slowly.
The Black Demon suddenly appeared next to Yang Huang and said, "You should go to the competition and fight for the Black Union!"
Yang Huang immediately turned around. He was quite confused. He didn't notice the black demon coming. Could it be that his consciousness had no effect on her?
Thinking of this, Yang Huang remembered what happened before. The same thing happened last time. Only the Black Demon in the entire arena could see the game, and no one else could.
Sometimes, Yang Huang really wanted to ask who the Black Demon was, but he couldn't even detect her with his spiritual consciousness.
The Black Demon smiled and said: "Of course your consciousness can't find me. I'll leave first, and you can go take the test first! If you run into trouble, just tell me my name!"
After saying that, the black devil left, taking Chang Sheng's belongings with him when he left. This time, Chang Sheng still didn't have time to talk to Yang Huang, not to mention how depressed she was.
Yang Huang smiled. He had no intention of telling the Black Devil's name. If he didn't run into a particularly big trouble, he believed he could solve it and there was no need to use the Black Devil's name to scare people.
"Change!"
Yang Huang turned into a scholar. He had never appeared like this before.
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"This is the Alchemist Association? The assessment is conducted inside, right?" Yang Huang stepped in.
"Stop!" A maid stopped Yang Huang. She thought that Yang Huang was here to cause trouble, and he came here wearing tattered clothes.
Yang Huang took a look at his clothes. He didn't think his clothes were bad, it was just that they were a little old. After all, Qin Li gave them to him.
"Are you here for an assessment?" the maid asked out of politeness.
Yang Huang nodded and said: "Of course I'm here for the assessment. Could it be that I'm here to eat?"
The maid frowned and was about to speak, but the people next to her laughed. She originally wanted to curse, but when she saw clearly that those disciples were members of the black union, she gave up the idea.
Yang Huang looked at the clothes of those people, and he also saw that those people were from the black union. He didn't expect that he could meet people from the black union here. The people from the black union were really knowledgeable and talented, and they could make alchemy.
There are people too.
"This kid is a bit interesting. He looks silly, and what he says is silly. He's silly enough. I like it. Let's make friends. My name is He Li!" He Li walked over.
Yang Huang ignored this person. He never felt that he was stupid. Instead, he felt that He Li was stupid. He didn't even know that he stepped on other people's feet while walking.
"Brother, my foot!" He Chong pointed to his foot in great pain.
He Li looked at the ground, and sure enough, he had indeed stepped on He Chong's foot. He was really too careless just now.
Yang Huang had no time to pay attention to these people and walked directly into the door. He would never waste his time on such people.
He Li originally wanted to scold Yang Huang, but when he raised his head, he found that Yang Huang was missing.
He looked around a few times, and after realizing that Yang Huang had really disappeared, he also walked into the door, not intending to look for Yang Huang.
But when He Li walked in, he saw Yang Huang sitting on the stool.
"I see you again, kid. You are here to take the assessment too? Are you kidding me? A first-level alchemist is usually over sixty years old. I took a look at your bone age and you seem to be very young!"
He Li smiled.
Yang Huang frowned. When He Li said this, everyone around him actually looked over.