Uncle-Master, Please Help Us

This is the wheat grown by myself, and the flour is ground. There is a lot in the ring, and some are taken out, mixed with clean water, and quickly kneaded into dough.

"???"

Chen Xiaoyue and Alchemist Mingyu were stunned again.

Chopping firewood, kneading dough... Are you sure this is alchemy? How do you feel, the painting style is getting more and more crooked?

"I haven't learned how to make alchemy, and I don't know how to control alchemy, so I can only make the 'elixir' in advance to see if it works..." Seeing their expressions, Su Yin felt embarrassed.

Cheng Dan, he really doesn't know how to do it, but kneading white flour into balls to carry Dan Qi may be successful.

Soon, knead the dough the size of ten glutinous rice balls.

"Let's start!" At this time, the temperature of the furnace has dropped, Su Yin picked up the firewood and lit the flame.

raging!

The light of the fire immediately enveloped the furnace. Although it was not as hot as the charcoal fire, the flames were uniform in size and moderate in temperature.

"this……"

Seeing that the other party was really using firewood to make alchemy, Alchemist Mingyu frowned. When he saw the flame lit, his expression changed, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

He is an alchemist, the most sensitive to flames, he can clearly feel that the flames burning around the furnace are all at the same temperature, exactly!

The flame is divided into three parts: the outer flame, the inner flame and the flame core. Among them, the highest temperature is the outer flame, which decreases inwards in turn. In theory, as long as it can be controlled well, the temperature of the contact surface between the furnace and the flame can be completely the same. .

But a theory is a theory. With such a large area of ​​the furnace, it is impossible to achieve the same temperature in the burning place of the flame that can be affected by the breeze.

Because of this, for a normal alchemist to make alchemy, the temperature difference between the cauldron and the flame does not exceed two hundred degrees, even if he is qualified, so is he.

But the other party... using more difficult-to-control firewood, actually controlled the temperature exactly the same... How did this happen?

Even if you see it with your own eyes, you can't believe it!

Not to mention other things, this ignition alone... has already reached the level of a master, not even a teacher!

Before, I thought that the other party said that he did a poor job of lighting the fire, which was an insult, but now I understand...not only was he right, but he also rated him highly!

keep looking.

The flame burned for a while, and the temperature of the furnace rose again. The young man picked up the medicinal materials arranged not far away, and put them in one by one.

These medicines have been specially processed to be easier to melt and refine, and the sequence and time interval of the medicines are easier to refine and fuse.

As more and more medicine was put in, the fragrance of the medicine became stronger and stronger. After three minutes, all twenty medicinal herbs had entered it.

hum!

There was a soft sound, and above the furnace, a circle formed by the fragrance of medicine appeared, like a pure white cloud, floating quietly.

"This is... Danxiang Yunqi! This, how is this possible..."

His whole body shook, Alchemist Mingyu was so surprised that he couldn't control the power in his body.

"Danxiang Yunqi?" Chen Xiaoyue looked over, puzzled.

With trembling lips, Alchemist Mingyu explained: "Actually, pills are not only divided into three levels: common, pure, and master, and above that, there is also the so-called perfection! However, medicines of this level are rare in a hundred years. Speaking of Great Yan City, even the top alchemists in places like Dagan City and Dayuan City would find it difficult to refine it!"

"Could it be... the pill he refined has reached this level?" Chen Xiaoyue also trembled.

"I'm just guessing. According to the records in the book, before the perfect-level elixir is born, there will be a cloud of elixir fragrance, like a ring, that will last for a long time! Maybe... this is it?"

Master Mingyu said.

He has only read the books and records, but has not seen it with his own eyes. The clouds in front of him are somewhat similar, so he couldn't help but shout out.

"This..." Chen Xiaoyue was speechless.

I thought the other party was a bronze, but I never dreamed that he was the king of kings!

boom!

As all the medicinal materials were put into the furnace, the aroma of Danyun became more and more intense. The young man not far away flipped his wrist and threw the dough kneaded into it.

The cloud suddenly shrank, the cauldron shook, and opened with a "boom!"

Whoosh!

Ten pills flew out, suspended in the air quietly.

Each one is golden yellow, surrounded by clouds above, as if it has grown wings.

"Perfect level..." Swallowing, Alchemist Mingyu's teeth chattered slightly.

If you were not sure just now, you are sure now.

He can refine master-level elixir by himself, and he has practiced it many times, it is definitely not like this!

Using one-fifth of the medicinal materials, firewood, and flour... to refine a perfect level of elixir, what... what's going on?

"His so-called incompetence, so-called lack of cultivation, must be pretending..."

An idea popped up.

Can a person who has no cultivation base and never practiced alchemy find out so many mistakes in his alchemy?

Can refine a perfect level of medicine?

Do not make jokes!

You don't need to think about it, you know, it must be this low-key person who deliberately pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger!

Many bosses like to do this, just like his teacher, who is a fifth-rank alchemist, wants to gather medicine himself, saying that the medicines picked by others are not well preserved...

Perhaps, this one too!

Obviously very powerful, but pretending to be incompetent...

Otherwise, if you are not very good, how could a person as serious as the teacher give away the jade token so easily?

It's ridiculous that I actually took it seriously...Spoken sarcasm!

shame!

Just wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in, I heard the boy's voice.

"I...does this count as success?"

"..."

Alchemist Mingyu wanted to cry.

This is deliberately mocking me! I was wrong, okay!

"Success, success!" He nodded quickly.

This is not called alchemy success, what is it? The garbage he refined?

Don't be ashamed, okay...

"That's good……"

Su Yin breathed a sigh of relief.

Incorporating the alchemy in the furnace into the dough was just a temporary idea on his mind, but he didn't expect it to be really successful.

Speaking of it this way, does it mean that I have learned alchemy?

Didn't it mean that this thing is difficult to learn?

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly froze for a moment, raised his head hastily, and immediately saw a spiritual energy rushing over from an unknown place and burrowing into his body.

The originally closed pores, as if they were welcoming the aura, opened quickly, and the previous rejection and disgust were gone.

"This..." Su Yin's whole body was shocked.

The pores are wide open, and there is no repelling... Does it mean that you can practice?

I have exhausted all methods and read so many secret exercises, but I have not succeeded. I can just make a pill... What's going on?

Turning his head to look at Alchemist Mingyu and Chen Xiaoyue, he saw that they didn't feel the spiritual energy pouring into his body, as if they didn't feel anything.

Could it be that... only he can "see" this kind of aura?

If so, what exactly is this? Where did it come from?

For a moment, Su Yin was full of confusion.

...

Forbidden place.

At the moment when Su Yin refined the elixir, a residual thought suddenly appeared.

The sage of medicine, Li Shiyu.

At this time, he was full of astonishment, and looked down the mountain: "I didn't expect that the first one to comprehend was the pill. It is worthy of the innate Taoist body. I found my way so quickly..."

call!

With a single murmur, the remnants disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

(It's still five hundred, Lao Ya will be more respectful first!)