Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 12 I have become the Taoist Master

Before dark, Ningfa took the last spirit boat back to Pyeongchang Island.

As soon as he returned home, he locked the door tightly, and made up his mind not to go out until he had refined the Zengyuan Pill.

He first recalled the details of his last failed alchemy attempt in his mind, then took a deep breath, took out the first batch of spiritual materials for the Zengyuan Pill and began to refine the pill again.

The second time he refined the elixir, his performance was obviously much better than the last time.

The spiritual materials were extracted into spiritual liquid smoothly, and the timing of putting the spiritual liquid into the alchemy furnace was also calculated to perfection, allowing it to smoothly reach the final stage of pill-making.

This was also the most difficult part of the entire alchemy process. Not long after the start, a muffled sound was heard from the alchemy furnace, and it was obvious that the alchemy had failed this time.

Ning Fa was not disappointed at all. He had originally estimated that it would take about three times to make the useless pill.

He opened the alchemy furnace and saw that there was only a mass of milky yellow thick liquid inside, which was much better than the charred black mass last time.

Ning Fa's heart moved, he pulled open the sleeve of his right arm, touched the white mark on his right arm, and the mysterious white scroll appeared again.

This time, the scroll finally responded.

Just like last time, a mysterious white rune flashed on the scroll first, then a pattern of a milky yellow thick liquid appeared, and then a white line extended, and the pattern of the seven spiritual herbs appeared below.

Ningfa was ecstatic. It seemed that his guess was probably correct, even better than his previous guess.

He previously believed that it had to reach the waste pill stage before it could be restored, but now that the pill has just taken shape, it can be restored. In this way, the threshold for this mysterious scroll to take effect is much lowered, and its effect is naturally greater.

Ning Fa immediately touched the patterns of the seven spiritual herbs on the scroll. Then, after a mysterious white light flashed in the air, the seven spiritual herbs appeared and the milky yellow thick liquid in the alchemy furnace disappeared.

Ning Fa suppressed his excitement, took a short rest, summarized the reasons for the failure of this alchemy, and then started to make the alchemy again.

Ningfa was in very good condition this time and persisted until the final stage of opening the furnace.

Ning Fa opened the alchemy furnace, and after the scorching white mist dissipated, apart from some residue, there was an oval-shaped milky white pill in it, emitting a fragrance.

Ning Fameng threw a fist, feeling very excited. He had finally made the waste elixir, and now he could continue to use the mysterious scroll to restore it.

But he immediately thought of something and became hesitant because he thought of a key issue.

This time, there are both residues and waste pills in the alchemy, and the residues have been tested and cannot be restored by the scroll. With only one waste pill, can the seven kinds of spiritual herbs be completely restored?
If not, it would be a bit troublesome, because he could not guarantee that all five waste pills could be refined every time.

But there was no point in thinking too much, so Ningfa activated the mysterious scroll again.

To his great surprise, the pattern of the elixir appeared on the scroll again, and then the white line extended, and the seven spiritual herbs also appeared.

As a white light flashed in the air, the seven spiritual herbs with different expressions and emitting colorful rays of light appeared in the air again, not one more or one less.

"This... this doesn't conform to the law of conservation of energy..."

Ning Fa was stunned, but immediately looked ecstatic. This meant that as long as there was one used pill in a furnace of pills, all the spiritual materials could be completely restored. This effect was truly incredible.

Why was this possible? Ning Fa thought about it for a moment, and then thought of a possible explanation based on the patterns that appeared on the scroll.

The mysterious scroll may not simply restore the elixir, but trace the spiritual materials used to refine it.

Therefore, as long as there is a waste pill, it can be traced back to the source and then restored.

This would explain why the spiritual materials can be completely restored despite the loss during the alchemy process.

Normally, one portion of Zengyuan Pill spiritual material can be used to refine six genuine pills. There were a lot of losses in the previous two pill refining processes, but they were successfully restored, which undoubtedly supports this explanation.

Ning Fa wanted to kiss this mysterious scroll, and after a little adjustment, he started to refine the elixir again. The third time, he refined three useless pills.

The fourth time, five useless pills were refined.

The fifth time, six useless pills were refined.

The twenty-first time, one genuine pill and four useless pills were refined.

……

Ning Fa seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, devoting himself wholeheartedly to alchemy.

He would only stop to meditate to restore his magic power if he was running low on it.

When you are hungry, take a fasting pill. When you are tired, take a short rest. Don’t waste time sleeping at all.

Even when taking a short break, his mind was full of reviewing the alchemy process.

In this way, Ning Fa quickly mastered the alchemy skills of his predecessor and was able to stably refine at least five waste pills.

On the second day, he even managed to refine the genuine Zengyuan Pill for the first time, which made Ning Fa ecstatic.

As Ning Fa continued to refine pills time and time again and constantly summed up his experience, his alchemy skills were also improving.

On the tenth day, Ning Fa was finally able to stably refine the genuine pills of Zeng Yuan Dan. Although there was only one genuine pill each time, it was also a qualitative improvement, which meant that he had reached a new stage in refining Zeng Yuan Dan.

By this time, it was Ning Fa's 150th time refining the elixir. If he purchased the spiritual materials normally, it would cost a huge sum of more than 2,000 spiritual stones.

This price is enough to buy a good top-grade magic weapon. The shop that Ningfa's father left to him can only sell it at this price at most.

It is basically impossible for an ordinary alchemist to have so many spirit stones to buy spiritual materials for practice. Even for a cultivator family, it is not so easy to come up with them.

Ning Fa actually only used three spiritual materials, and the others were all restored using the mysterious scroll, or to be more precise, traced to their origins.

After this, Ning Fa finally gradually mastered the trick of refining Zengyuan Dan, and the number of genuine pills gradually increased.

On the fifteenth day, Ning Fa was able to stably refine at least two genuine Zengyuan pills, and occasionally two or three.

To be honest, at this time the success rate of Zengyuan Pill has reached 30%, which has reached the standard of the family's alchemist assessment and is also the success rate that my predecessor dreamed of.

But Ning Fa was not satisfied, he felt he could do better, and he continued to refine the elixir tirelessly over and over again, like a possessed man.

After a few more days, Ning Fa was able to stably refine at least three Zengyuan Pills, and he had reached a new stage in the refining of this pill.

……

There were still three days left before the bet between Ning Fa and Ning Huarong was to take effect.

Inside Ning Fadan's room, the alchemy furnace was opened again. With a burst of refreshing fragrance, six round and plump milky white pills could be clearly seen lying in the furnace. There was not a single crack on them and they looked as exquisite as works of art.

Ninfa gave a hoarse laugh.

At this time, he had messy hair, untidy beard, and bloodshot eyes, but his eyes were clear and bright, with a hint of smile.

"Master Dao, I am done!"

Ning Fahey laughed and then fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)