Su Rongrong was leaning against the window on the second floor, looking at the scenery outside Fangshi, with a hint of tranquility on her face. She liked to watch the scenery quietly by herself.
Suddenly, the door of the box opened with a creak.
Su Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then looked back and saw the boy from the Zhuyin Sect staggering out, swinging his arms as if muttering something.
"Isn't the material enough?" Su Rongrong shook her head and smiled. After all, she was only a teenager, and the success rate was one third, which was still too much.
"Hey, you're here." As soon as Wu Feng came out of the box, he saw the woman in white. He was a little surprised, but it was good to avoid looking for her himself.
"How many copies were made?" Su Rongrong looked at him with a gentle smile, and inadvertently glanced at the wooden box in his hand.
"It's all here." Wu Feng scratched his head and said, "I was careless on the way and ruined two ingredients. There are a total of eighty-eight hemostatic pills here. Please count them."
What?
Su Rongrong was stunned for a moment.
She widened her eyes and looked at the boy in disbelief, "Eighty-eight? You, you mean, you only broke two of them??"
"Yes." Wu Feng looked at her strangely... Could such a simple thing still fail? He failed two copies of it, mainly because he was too careless and didn't think carefully at all, which led to accidental failure.
Just two servings already made him feel very painful.
This is a full twenty taels of gold!
I may not be able to make any money even if I work as a handyman for more than ten years!
"This..." Su Rongrong's throat was dry, and she couldn't wait to take the wooden box from Wu Feng's hand, and opened the lid. A strong, almost sticky fragrance of medicine came from inside and filled the entire second floor.
Densely packed thumb-sized, blood-red hemostatic pills lay in the wooden box.
Su Rongrong just glanced and counted them, no more, no less, exactly eighty-eight! She raised her head and looked at Wu Feng as if she were a monster.
sky.
What kind of success rate is this!!
She helped her father run the business in this medicine shop, so she had naturally seen many alchemists, but she had never seen one with such a frighteningly high success rate.
"Sister, how about you give me two more materials, and I will refine two more, which is just enough to exchange for three materials for the Pei Yuan Dan." Wu Feng said cautiously.
Su Rongrong came back to her senses, shook her head and said: "No need, the ones here alone are enough to exchange for three copies of the materials for the Peiyuan Pill. Although two pills are missing, it saves a lot of materials for the Hemostatic Pill. I will have someone give them to me later."
You pack three copies of the Peiyuan Dan ingredients."
"Really?" Wu Feng was overjoyed. With the Peiyuan Pill, he could improve his body and hope to enter the Warrior Academy to practice martial arts and become a strong man!
Although the status of an alchemist is sometimes higher than that of a warrior, becoming a warrior can not only increase your lifespan, but also enable you to escape when encountering powerful enemies.
The alchemist can only wait for death.
Su Rongrong looked at Wu Feng's happy expression, and suddenly her heart moved, and she asked in surprise: "The materials for the Peiyuan Pill you want...do you want to refine it yourself?"
"Yes." Wu Feng replied casually.
"..." Su Rongrong was stunned and looked at Wu Feng stupidly.
No one knows how shocked she is at this moment. A boy of sixteen or seventeen can become a first-level alchemist? Is this a genius or a monster?
"That's right!" Su Rongrong said quickly: "Why don't you refine your Peiyuan Pill here? The copper furnace will be provided to you for free. If you need help, I can find some alchemy apprentices for you."
Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "I'll go back and practice this. I've been out for a long time today, so I have to go back as soon as possible."
Su Rongrong's pretty face showed a look of disappointment. She thought for a moment and said, "Then will you come again next time?"
"Come on, I'm here to buy materials." Wu Feng said without thinking.
"Great!" Su Rongrong said happily.
Wu Feng looked at her inexplicably... If you want to make money from me, you don't have to show it so obviously.
But he knew that Su Rongrong simply wanted to see if he could refine first-level elixirs.
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After packing three portions of Pei Yuan Dan ingredients, Wu Feng went to one of the restaurants to buy two portions of barbecued porcupine meat when he was preparing to leave Fangshi.
Of course, this money was the silver taels he received from the monthly sect. The total was eight taels of silver, which almost consumed all the money for the month.
"Xiao Biao, this kid, helped me a lot today, so I have to give him a good reward." Wu Feng was so happy that he didn't mind the small amount of money.
Originally he had an elixir recipe in his mind, but he just speculated that he could make it. Now that he actually tried it, he was sure.
I am an alchemist myself!
Isn’t it quick for the alchemist to make money? Today alone, he made three copies of the materials for the Yuan-Pui Yuan Dan, which is equivalent to nine hundred taels of gold!
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At dusk, the sunset is brilliant.
Fangshi, drug store.
In front of the box on the second floor, two figures stood. On the left was Su Rongrong, dressed in white. Next to her, stood a middle-aged man in a green robe, with a bit of chicness on his handsome face.
He looked solemnly at the medicine furnace in this box. This box was the one where Wu Feng refined the elixirs.
"Are you sure that that young man refined eighty-eight hemostatic pills in just one and a half hours, and only two failed?" The middle-aged man in green robe was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked.
Su Rongrong said respectfully: "That's right, I only gave you ninety pieces of materials."
The middle-aged man in green robe stared at the medicine furnace, sighed softly, and said: "If I remember correctly, this man should be named Lin Long, and he is the chief disciple of the Alchemy Academy. He is eighteen years old this year. Last year, I heard that
He said that he followed Master Murong to learn how to refine the Yuan Pill, but he didn't expect that he has now reached the level of a first-level alchemist."
Su Rongrong said blankly: "How do you know that he can refine the Peiyuan Pill? Maybe he is just trying to refine it. Moreover, in order to qualify as a first-level alchemist, the success rate of the same-level elixir must be increased to three points.
Just one of them!"
The middle-aged man in green robe shook his head and said: "You don't understand. First of all, even a first-level alchemist has only an 80% success rate in refining blood-stopping pills, but he is almost 100%! Secondly,
, his elixir speed...he can refine eighty-eight hemostatic elixirs in one and a half hours, how terrifying is this? I estimate that his level is top-notch among first-level alchemists."
"Dansu!" Su Rongrong suddenly realized this and was stunned.
To judge the level of an alchemist from two aspects, the first is the success rate, and the second is the speed of the alchemy!
The faster the alchemy is made, the more skillful the technique is, which also means the stronger the ability to control the fire! Some people use ordinary flames, and it takes several hours to refine an elixir, while some people use rare spiritual fire.
, the speed of alchemy increases by more than ten times!
It is naturally more difficult to control the spiritual fire.
Controlling flames is the most fundamental thing for an alchemist. The skill of the technique determines the speed of the alchemy.
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