"Dong dong dong..."

Just as Mu Fei was immersed in the process of refining the Violent Pill, a slight knock on the door caught his attention.

After confirming that the call came from his own door, he said loudly: "Wait for a while!"

After saying that, Mu Fei increased the concentration of the Yama flames and circled around the cauldron, destroying the violent pill that was about to come to an end!

"How unlucky!"

Mu Fei cursed secretly, you must know that every time a violent pill is destroyed, three raw stones are indirectly lost! This kind of loss is really not something that ordinary people can afford.

Thinking of this, Mu Fei became even more angry and opened the door angrily.

He thought that it was the bastard Xun You who came to find him, otherwise, the others would not be so free.

He had even thought about how to kill this turtle thing, but unexpectedly after opening the door, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"Forehead!"

"Why is it you?"

Looking at the shy female cultivator in front of him, Mu Fei seemed a little at a loss and said.

"If anything happens, come in and talk."

Seeing the other party's hesitant appearance, Mu Fei immediately invited her into the room to talk in detail.

At this time, the female cultivator became more natural and said: "I am refining the elixir, but I still need some mild spiritual herbs. I have asked other people before, and they all said that the quantity is limited and the price is quite high..."

Hearing this, Mu Fei finally understood the purpose of her coming here, and then he crossed his legs and said, "I do, but I'm older, so I don't know if you can afford it."

Seeing this, the female cultivator's eyes lit up and she said: "As long as the age is high, the price will be reasonable. Just make a price."

Seeing that the other party was so happy, Mu Fei just waved his right hand, and three thousand-year-old spiritual grass appeared in his palm.

He said: "Here are three Thousand-Year-Old Incendiary Plants, Heartbroken Dew and Ecstasy Incense. You can tell me the price, whichever suits you best!"

The female cultivator began to look at the three spiritual grasses. After seeing that there was nothing abnormal, she said: "The year is correct, each plant has two rough stones. In addition, if it bothers fellow Taoists, I will add an extra rough stone as compensation."

"Seven rough stones..." Mu Fei thought about it for a while and felt it was a good deal, so he nodded to sign the deal.

The other party also put the seven rough stones in front of Mu Fei very simply. The two silently put away the rough stones and spiritual herbs, stood up and held hands with each other.

After sending the former away, the smile on Mu Fei's face instantly faded, and instead he came to the table and sat down very gloomily.

"How did you know she was weird?"

Mu Fei suddenly asked about the Fortune Cauldron. It turned out that the Fortune Cauldron was aware of it from the moment the two met.

The Fortune Cauldron pondered for a moment and then said: "I feel a familiar and dangerous aura on her body. She is definitely not as harmless as she appears. In short, stay away from her."

Mu Fei never dared to doubt the good sense of smell of the Fortune Cauldron, and he never dared to go beyond any of the warnings he gave. Since he had just completed a deal with this woman, he had to be more careful.

He placed the rough stones he had collected previously on the table and looked at them carefully.

"No problem..."

Mu Fei was a little undecided, so he could only comfort himself and said, Logically speaking, no one should tamper with the rough stone, but for the sake of safety, Mu Fei still had to be careful.

After repeated observations, he felt that there was no problem, so he felt relieved and put these rough stones into the Qiankun bag.

But when it came to the last rough stone, his hand just happened to avoid the warm sun, so that a ray of setting sun happened to shine on the rough stone.

"Um!"

Just taking a casual glance, Mu Fei gave a slight doubt and held the original stone up to the warm sunlight to look at it. This sight really made him find out some tricks.

He also placed the normal rough stone under the warm sun. It can be seen that the normal rough stone is crystal clear and reflects a faint green light.

On the contrary, although the rough stone given by the female nun looked the same as a normal rough stone to the naked eye, the reflected light had a slight hint of dark purple.

Mu Fei, who secretly thought something was wrong, tested the remaining rough stones one by one, and his expression suddenly dropped.

"What the hell, it's all on me! I really don't know how to live or die!"

After saying that, Mu Fei started to report the case and angrily decided to go to the other party to ask for an explanation.

Unexpectedly, the Fortune Cauldron suddenly said: "Boy! Don't worry yet!"

"Um?"

Mu Fei was surprised and couldn't figure out why he stopped him and said, "Grandma, it's not urgent! My spiritual grass didn't come from the strong wind!"

Before he finished speaking, the illusory body of the Fortune Cauldron appeared beside him, and he picked up the original stone with a frown and looked at it repeatedly.

To be honest, this is the first time Mu Fei has seen the latter appear in this posture, and he never expected that he would be so curious about these strange rough stones.

Out of awe, Mu Fei did not speak, but stood aside and waited for the news.

"That's right! No wonder this smell is so familiar!"

"She is actually a reincarnation!"

Creation Cauldron seemed to suddenly remember something, and then said in great shock.

Listening to this unfamiliar word, Mu Fei fell into deep thought. Although he didn't know much about reincarnated people, the literal meaning was still very easy to understand.

Mu Fei immediately frowned and asked, "Could it be that she is the product of the resurrection of a powerful person from the dead?"

The Fortune Cauldron nodded and said, "That's right! From this point of view, this person is indeed not to be underestimated. He has some strength! He can actually be reincarnated successfully."

In order to get more knowledge about the reincarnated person, Mu Fei simply stretched his neck so far that he almost kissed the illusory cheek of the Fortune Cauldron.

"You are crazy!"

The Fortune Cauldron slapped Mu Fei without hesitation and cursed: "I am a man, please keep your distance next time!"

Unexpectedly, the slap in the illusory state of the Cauldron of Creation was quite painful. Mu Fei covered his face and smiled bitterly: "You say it, you say it, I'm listening."

The Fortune Cauldron rolled his eyes at Mu Fei with disgust and continued: "The basic prerequisite for realizing the reincarnation spell is that the caster's cultivation level must not be lower than the god transformation stage, and the materials that need to be prepared are also extremely demanding.

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"The reincarnated person often imprints everything he had during his lifetime. After the reincarnation is successful, he will have the memory of his life and then take it out, just like these rough stones!"

After hearing this, Mu Fei finally understood everything, but he still had some doubts, such as whether the rough stone could be used!

"Can it still be used?"

"Yes! It's just a mark, it's not a fatal thing. Just feel free to use it."

Despite the promise of the Fortune Cauldron, Mu Fei was still a little worried. He planned to keep these rough stones for now and sell them when he had the opportunity.

He calculated with his fingers that there were still seven days left, and he didn't have much time left to refine the 20% pure violent pill.

In order to speed up the process, Mu Fei devoted almost all of his time to alchemy refining.

Just as Good Fortune Ding said, alchemy is actually a feeling, an invisible and intangible opportunity. The moment you really touch it, you can easily capture that feeling.

At the same time, alchemy is also a process in which practice makes perfect. As long as you ponder over and over again, constantly correct and explore, over time, hard work can also replace talent.

While Mu Fei kept turning on and off the fire day and night, the seventh day also came in a blink of an eye.

Except for the peaceful sleep he had on the last day, he can now be said to have completely mastered the Violent Pill.

If time allowed for the finals, he planned to try to get a 20% pure one first. If it failed, he would use the remaining time to refine a 10% pure one for submission.

Of course, this idea is limited to plenty of time. If time is very tight, he can only refine a 10% pure violent pill. Who knows that he has never succeeded in making a 20% pure violent pill? This is also indirectly

This explains Mu Fei’s current bottleneck.

The five of them walked side by side to the arena, where five figures had been waiting for them for a long time.

They were the first to fifth place contestants of the previous session. As the competition between veteran alchemists and new alchemists, they naturally attracted much attention.

Therefore, the viewing platform was already overcrowded and the shouts were loud.

The referee was half-awaited and asked the ten people if they were ready. After confirming that they were correct, he introduced the rules of the competition: "The duration is one month, and the minimum standard is a third-grade elixir of complete purity."

After talking about the rules, he added some personal blessings: "No matter what the outcome is, I hope that the five of you can join the ideal sect force in your heart!"

After it was confirmed that it could start, the old man made a knife in his right hand, cut through the void and said: "Finals! Start!"

After hearing this, the ten people were divided into two rows and faced each other side by side. This time, there was no need to use the specially provided cauldron. Instead, they could do whatever they wanted and completely let go of their hands and feet.

But what surprised Mu Fei was that one of the five people on the other side was very familiar to him. It turned out that he had met him once at the inn that day.

The other party also noticed Mu Fei early and gave Mu Fei a meaningful look.

As the saying goes, when a person meets on a narrow road, the brave wins, so the ten people got up and kept their distance so as not to interfere with each other.

"Lost Soul Incense, Green Orchid Grass, Wild Wild Rice Medicine..."

Mu Fei kept repeating in his mind the spiritual herbs needed for the Violent Pill with an expressionless face. After the bottom of the cauldron gradually turned red, he threw the three thousand-year-old spiritual herbs into the furnace one by one in order.

After closing the lid of the cauldron, Mu Feipan lifted his knees and floated into the air. Two groups of Yama demons continued to burn in his palms.

The focus of refining the Violent Pill is fire control and temperature control! The temperature in the cauldron must be maintained at a certain point from beginning to end, neither more nor less.

Fire control involves the constant use of Yama demons to continuously wander around various parts of the cauldron. Once there is any negligence, the temperature inside and outside the cauldron will deviate, thus completely destroying the elixir.

As for the main difference between 10% and 20%, it is still different in time.

Compared to 10%, Mu Fei's current Qi contained in his body is enough, but if he wants to achieve 20% purity, he needs to constantly replenish his Qi to provide the huge consumption of elixirs.
To be continued...