The true energy in Wang Jin's body slowly calmed down, and he adjusted his breathing for a moment, and his face looked much better.
This mortal version of the Marrow Cleansing Pill was finally refined.
"Although this marrow-cleansing pill is not powerful enough, it is more powerful than before. Taking it every day should be able to suppress the weird sarcoma in Xiao Yuan's body..."
He muttered to himself, popped out a burst of infuriating energy, opened the cauldron, and the marrow-cleansing pills lined up and automatically jumped into the glass bottles on the side, as if they were performing magic.
"Fuck!"
An exclamation came from the door. It was Zhou Tong who had just arrived after school. He stared at the pills that jumped into the glass bottle one by one as if they were alive, and he wondered if his eyes had appeared.
An illusion.
"Brother Jin, what kind of sorcery are you doing?"
When all the pills jumped into the glass bottle on their own, and the bottle cap flew up automatically and closed it, Zhou Tong swallowed and couldn't help but ask.
"What sorcery?"
Wang Jin glanced at him and lied without blushing: "This is mental power. Isn't it reasonable for a martial arts prodigy like me to have some mental talent?"
"..."
Zhou Tong couldn't immediately understand the connection between mental strength and martial arts talent, but subconsciously felt that Wang Jin's words seemed reasonable.
After all, no matter how unusual something happens, it becomes reasonable once it happens to a monster like Brother Jin.
It can be said that Zhou Tong's life has gone smoothly these past two days.
My younger brother Zhou Xiang, who has always been pretentious, has seen Wang Jin's power since the last time.
He seemed to be frightened.
For the past two days, I avoided Zhou Tong and pretended not to see him when I saw him.
In the past, when meeting Zhou Tong, this kid would always make some sarcastic remarks, but after meeting Zhou Tong these two days, he didn't say a word at all, and walked away quickly with his head lowered.
This made Zhou Tong feel refreshed and in an unprecedented mood.
As soon as school was over, he came to the Hengqiao Martial Arts Center non-stop, put down his schoolbag, and started to practice the boxing skills that Wang Jin had taught him before.
He had just positioned his fists when Wang Jin suddenly stopped him.
"Wait a moment."
He threw a marrow-cleansing pill to Zhou Tong: "Take this pill first, and then practice your boxing skills."
Zhou Tong took the marrow-cleansing pill and expressed deep doubts about the gray pill. Judging from the appearance alone, this pill was worse than the pebbles on the roadside.
Only then did he notice that there was a cauldron as tall as one person in the room, and he said in disbelief: "Brother Jin, this sheep dung egg... no, this pill, couldn't you have made it yourself?"
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"Why is there so much nonsense? If these pills were sold, one pill could cost tens of thousands!"
Wang Jin rolled his eyes. His words were not empty words. The mysterious effect of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, which can help people cleanse their muscles and bones, is definitely worth the price.
This kid actually called the marrow-cleansing pill he worked so hard to refine into a sheep dung egg.
It’s really hard to see gold inlaid with jade.
"Whether you want to eat it or not, return it to me."
He stretched out his hand towards Zhou Tong.
"Eat, eat, eat, why don't you eat?"
Zhou Tong was still a little hesitant at first, but when he heard the words "price tens of thousands", he immediately stopped hesitating, gritted his teeth, and swallowed the marrow-cleansing pill in one gulp.
Following Wang Jin's instructions, he began to practice the boxing technique.
Soon, he was surprised to find that this time he practiced boxing again, and it was no longer as awkward and difficult as the previous few days.
A wave of heat steamed up from his stomach and quickly spread throughout his body.
As his body gradually heated up, he swung his fists. He felt that he was much more relaxed and free-spirited than the last time. With each punch, he became more powerful, and his fatigue was reduced a lot.
Ten minutes passed, and although he was still out of breath and sweating profusely, he managed to persevere and finished a whole set of punches.
You must know that the last time he practiced this set of boxing techniques, he could only hit less than half of it until he fell down from exhaustion.
"I...I actually mastered a complete set of boxing techniques?"
Zhou Tong was surprised and delighted. Looking at his hands, there was a faint heat steaming up into the air from his palms.
He suddenly felt a little sticky and uncomfortable. When he lowered his head, he saw that a small amount of black substance had seeped out of his body and stuck to his clothes, giving off a somewhat unpleasant smell.
"This is..." Zhou Tong was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized something.
"Are these impurities in my body? The impurities in my body were excreted from my body on their own?"
This is something that can only happen when a fourth-level warrior reaches the stage of tempering Qi and blood, but now it happened to him.
You know, his health value has not even broken through 1!
Zhou Tong was surprised and delighted, and soon he realized what the root cause of such strange changes in his body was.
It's that pill!
It was the pill that Brother Jin gave himself to take!
Apart from this pill, there is no other way to explain the amazing changes that happened to him all of a sudden.
The pills made by Brother Jin himself have such a powerful effect?
Zhou Tong took quite a few tonics in his early years, but he had never heard of any tonic that could be so powerful in its effects.
He has tasted even those tonics that cost hundreds of thousands a pair.
The effect is definitely not as powerful as the pills Brother Jin gave him!
At this moment, Zhou Tong even had the urge to rush up and lift Wang Jin's head to see how long this man's head was.
With such abnormal talent in martial arts, is he still a spiritual master?
That’s all, but he’s still a pharmacist?
Is there anything else that Brother Jin can't do?
At this moment, Zhou Tong subconsciously had such an idea in his mind.
"Brother Jin~"
He licked his lips, looking at the dozens of neatly arranged small medicine bottles on the ground with a bit of passion, and his tone even contained a bit of coquettishness.
Wang Jin was nodding slightly. He gave Zhou Tong a marrow-cleansing pill with the intention of using Zhou Tong as a guinea pig to see how effective this mortal version of the marrow-cleansing pill would be.
After all, this was his first attempt to refine elixirs from non-spiritual medicinal materials, and he had no idea how effective it would be.
Judging from Zhou Tong's effect after taking this mortal version of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, although the effectiveness of this mortal version of the Marrow Cleansing Pill is not as good as the real Marrow Cleansing Pill, it is still quite outstanding and should be better than most tonics on the market.
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"What are you doing?"
Hearing Zhou Tong's disgusting voice at this moment, Wang Jin's scalp went numb for a moment, and he moved four or five meters away in an instant, with goosebumps all over his body. He sternly warned Zhou Tong: "Be normal, don't you dare to use this tone of voice again?"
If I tell you, I will beat you to death here today."
"Brother Jin, why don't you give me another pill~"
Zhou Tong suddenly rushed towards Wang Jin.
"Get out of here right now, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Give one to someone~"
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After a while, Zhou Tong sat on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, holding several small medicine bottles in his hands and laughing non-stop.
It’s like a fat house who queued up all night and finally bought the figure he wanted.
"Remember, you can only eat one pill at most a day. If you take too much, it may cause irreversible effects on your body."
Wang Jin had a look of disgust on his face, but he still warned him.
In fact, the effectiveness of the Marrow Cleansing Pill is relatively mild, at least more mild than most tonics on the market, and it does not produce too many side effects in the body.
But Zhou Tong's strength was too weak after all, so just in case, Wang Jin still gave him a warning.
"Don't worry, Brother Jin, I understand that going too far is not enough."
Zhou Tong put away the pill, which was only one percent of the effectiveness of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, as if it were a treasure, and then asked with some curiosity: "Brother Jin, you have such a great prescription, why don't you consider it?"
Large-scale production? Once such pills are put on the market, they will instantly arouse the pursuit of countless people. They can definitely crush most of the tonics on the market. It will not take long to make your net worth skyrocket and become a billionaire.
What a problem!"
"Mass production?"
Wang Jin pondered for a moment.
Before this, he had never thought about the mass production of elixirs in the Xianxia world.
But they all gave up in the end.
There is no other reason.
One is because most of the elixirs in the Xianxia world must use spiritual plants as materials.
The second reason is that whether it is a lower-level Qi Gathering Pill or a higher-level Marrow Cleansing Pill, it must be refined with true energy.
In this real world, the only person with true energy seems to be Wang Jin himself.
Under the constraints of many factors, if he wanted to sell elixirs on a large scale, he would have to devote most of his energy to refining elixirs.
This is undoubtedly putting the cart before the horse and is inconsistent with Wang Jin's pursuit.
He wants power more than wealth.
I want more power to control my own destiny.
But now.
He did not use any spiritual plants, but only used the most common medicinal materials, supplemented by Zhenqi for refining, and also successfully refined the elixir. Although the effectiveness was only one-tenth or even one percent of the real marrow-cleansing elixir,
It can still crush most supplements on the market.
"Perhaps we can really try to expand the production scale of elixirs..."
Wang Jin began to seriously consider Zhou Tong's suggestion.
The little Taoist zombies he killed in the dream world were trained as true disciples by the leader of Yaofeng.
The memories of those little Taoist zombies contain a lot of knowledge about medicinal materials, alchemy, etc.
Wang Jin has absorbed the memories of so many little Taoist zombies, and his understanding of the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials and his mastery of alchemy have reached a very rich level.
He is confident that he can further improve the alchemy process.
Eventually, it reaches a point where it can produce elixirs without the help of true energy and can rely entirely on machines.
"Brother Jin, if you think it's feasible, I can help you."
Seeing that Wang Jin was deep in thought, Zhou Tong came up to him slyly: "Brother Jin, I haven't mentioned it to you before. My father is the chairman of Zhou's Pharmaceuticals and the largest tonic seller in the entire Yuancheng City.
, I can help you open the market, and I don’t ask for anything else. You just need to give me a few more of these pills, and I will..."