This time the elixir was transformed into liquid twice as fast as the last time, and everything went smoothly. However, just when the elixir began to condense, something unexpected happened. When Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to have smelled the fragrance of the elixir, he suddenly
The pill exploded with a "bang" sound!
Then the burning smell filled the entire alchemy room!
It was actually useless! A sense of frustration arose in Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped. He took out the useless medicine from the copper tripod in frustration, and then carefully recalled the process of refining the elixir. Later, he discovered that he had missed one magic formula when condensing the elixir. Could it be that he had missed the elixir?
Is it caused by a magic trick?
Thinking of this, he sat cross-legged to recover his skills, then took out the elixir and put it into the copper cauldron again, and another round of alchemy began.
This time, Yu Wen Zhouyuan concentrated his energy absolutely, refining the elixir strictly according to his memory and the requirements in the "Alchemy Bible". Finally it was time to condense the elixir again. Yu Wen Zhouyuan let out a long breath, and then adjusted his true power.
The magic formula with both hands kept coming out, and his hands were getting faster and faster, and in the end he could only see a shadow.
As Yuwen Zhouyuan fired the last magic formula, a strong aroma of fire elixir floated out in the air, and then the copper cauldron shook for a while, and a sound of wind and thunder came from the elixir cauldron, followed by a "buzz" sound.
, the elixir jumped out of the alchemy cauldron.
Yuwen Zhouyuan hurriedly filled it with the prepared gourd. When the last pill was received into the gourd, Yuwen Zhouyuan let out a sigh of relief. Yes, it was one hundred and eight pills this time!
Because he was just collecting pills, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not pay attention to the grade of the pills this time, but he judged from the aroma of the pills that this time there must be more top-grade pills than the last one.
When he poured out the pills one by one and was about to see how many top-grade pills came out, he couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out that a total of 108 pills were actually top-grade pills!
Yuwen Zhouyuan really couldn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, and found that he had indeed made a whole batch of top-quality Yuan-Building Pills!
Middle-grade elixirs are very popular in the market. If they were top-grade elixirs, they would be sold at a sky-high price!
Suppressing his excitement and excitement, Yuwen Zhouyuan carefully recalled his alchemy process.
He knew that he now had the conditions to refine the Cold Heart Pill, so he decided to start refining the Cold Heart Pill after a day's rest!
After carefully reading the method of refining Hanxin Dan, Yuwen Zhouyuan crossed his legs and entered meditation, and began to adjust his true power and condition.
One day later, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes. At this time, he had returned to his best condition.
Yuwen Zhouyuan entered the alchemy room again. He took out the cold lotus root and other elixirs for refining the Cold Heart Pill, and then put them into the copper cauldron.
At the same time, he took out four small flags from the storage bag. The four small flags were painted with four spiritual beasts: green dragon, white tiger, red bird, and Xuanwu. The four spiritual beasts on the flags were painted by someone unknown. They were so lifelike that they were not real at first glance.
Mortal things.
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand and placed the four small flags around the bronze tripod in the direction of the green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, the red bird on the front, and the Xuanwu on the back. Then, Yuwen Zhouyuan took out several spiritual stones and arranged them into a
Bagua pattern.
Then Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand and played a magic formula to activate the fire in the center of the earth, and at the same time shouted: "Get up."
I saw the bronze tripod immediately flying into the air, and the underground fire also burst out. Yuwen Zhouyuan cupped his hands into a ball, and poured his true power into the spirit stone. The Bagua pattern suddenly lit up, and from every moment
From each spirit stone, different beams of light emitted, colorful and gorgeous, and finally gathered together to hold up the cauldron.
The underground fire was burning slowly at the bottom of the cauldron.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was solemn, and he glanced at the elixir in the cauldron. Then he took out a small bottle and threw it into the sky, and then fired a spell like a cauldron.
A ray of white light flew out from the cauldron and directly hit the vial. With a "bang" sound, the vial exploded into pieces. A piece of cold lotus root inside was sucked in by the cauldron like a whale taking water, and then
With a flick of Yuwen Zhouyuan's sleeves, Golden Sun Grass and Star Soul Flower were also added.
After adding the raw materials, Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his hand, and there was a fiery red talisman in his palm, the talisman of earth fire. This talisman can increase the power of the earth's core fire, because the earth required for refining Hanxin Dan is
Fire is higher than Peiyuan Dan. In order to ensure success, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought of using fire talisman to increase it.
Although Yuwen Zhouyuan had already refined one furnace of the best Peiyuan Pill before this, his experience in refining pills was only three furnaces after all. Besides, the Peiyuan Pill was of a lower level than the Hanxin Pill, and
It is definitely more difficult to refine the Cold Heart Pill, and the time it takes is not the same.
According to Yuwen Zhouyuan's speculation, it will take at least seven, seven and forty-nine days. A slight mistake during this period will cause all previous efforts to be wasted.
However, the materials in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hands no longer allow him to refine the second furnace of pills. He can only succeed and not fail.
Time passed quietly, and a month passed...
In the blink of an eye, it is finally the forty-ninth day.
Looking at the cauldron surrounded by flames, Yuwen Zhouyuan breathed a sigh of relief. Everything went well. Fortunately, because he was well prepared, he also added Golden Sun Grass and Star Soul Flower, which can increase the success rate. It seems that this time the Cold Heart Pill
It can be successfully baked.
A smile appeared on Yuwen Zhouyuan's face, but at this moment, a slight collision sound reached his ears.
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his eyebrows, and his expression darkened.
Coincidentally, someone came to disturb me at this time. The sound just now was an alarm issued after the formation was triggered.
Yuwen Zhouyuan cast several spells to stabilize the conditions of the cauldron and the earth fire first, and then released his spiritual thoughts. He saw a familiar figure appear at the entrance of the cave.
An old acquaintance of Dzogchen cultivation in the Zhenqi period—Feng Hongliang!
It turned out that Feng Hongliang had purchased defensive spiritual weapons in the market since he came to Monk City. He had nothing to do that day, so he walked to the west of the city.
This boy heard that the west side of the city is where Monk City rents alchemy rooms to monks. The people who rent alchemy rooms there must have certain attainments in alchemy. Maybe he can also buy a spirit that can help him advance to the True Yuan stage.
Dan.
So he searched carefully, but these alchemy rooms were hidden in different formations, so for a while he really didn't gain much.
Just when Feng Hongliang thought there was no chance and was about to go back, he accidentally hit Yuwen Zhouyuan's place by mistake.
Besides, after Yuwen Zhouyuan saw this person clearly, his expression softened slightly. As long as he was not a master at the True Yuan stage or above, Yuwen Zhouyuan was still very confident in his own strength.
After a moment of reflection, Yuwen Zhouyuan circulated his spiritual power and sent out a sentence: "Fellow Daoist Feng, stop here. This is my cave of Yuwen Zhouyuan. I don't like people to disturb me, so please go back!"
Feng Hongliang listened to the voice transmission and looked at the restriction in front of him. He was a little surprised, especially when he heard that the people inside called him Feng Daoyou. It seemed that he had heard this voice somewhere before. He hesitated and said: "I am a guest from afar.
Since my friend knows that it is Feng, why should I reject him thousands of miles away? Why not let me come in and sit down."
The other party's words seemed to be very polite, but after hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered. In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected, whether they are righteous or evil. Killing people and grabbing treasures is just commonplace.
This Feng Hongliang had an affair with him because of the little white fox. If he were to let him in, it would be like inviting a wolf into the house!
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew from the diary of Demon Lord Slaughterer that cultivators usually find places where there are no people in retreat, because once they are disturbed while practicing their skills, they can easily go crazy. If they meet a strange monk, there is a high chance that they will die.
They will all take advantage of the situation to rob, bully and inconvenience the people in seclusion, kill them, and seize their treasures.
What Feng Hongliang said is just to test who he is and what he is doing now. Once he is sure that he is practicing at a critical moment, he will take advantage of it...
A wisp of gloom flashed across Yuwen Zhouyuan's face. Feng Hongliang obviously had bad intentions for him, so there was no need to waste words. He would gain the upper hand by attacking first, and suffer disaster by attacking later. Yuwen Zhouyuan took a breath and cast a few spells.
He escaped and hit the restriction.
After Feng Hongliang sent the message, he waited for a long time, but did not hear an answer. A hint of joy flashed across his face. It seemed that he was lucky today. The cultivator he met seemed to know him and was refining some elixir in seclusion.
.
Judging from the situation, the opponent's elixir must have been refined at a critical moment, making it difficult to move.
Although Feng Hongliang had the idea of killing people and grabbing treasures in his mind, since Feng Hongliang suffered a loss in the last battle with Yuwen Zhouyuan, he has become much better behaved and more careful. The other party can set up a formation in front of the cave.
His strength is definitely not weak, and he is most likely a cultivator in the early stage of Zhenyuan.
But this speculation did not dispel his greed, but made him even more happy. The higher the opponent's skill, the richer his net worth. Anyway, it was inconvenient for him to move, so what was he afraid of?
After patting the storage bag, a spiritual weapon that looked like a flying sword was sacrificed.
Feng Hongliang was about to take action when the sky suddenly darkened. It was clearly daytime, but he couldn't see his fingers. A huge gossip appeared on the sky.
"Is it an illusion?" Feng Hongliang was shocked, knowing that he had fallen into the formation set up by the other party. The unexpected surprise also made him shocked and suspicious.
The other party couldn't take action, so how could he activate the formation? Could it be that he had misjudged it?
Feng Hongliang rolled his eyes, a cunning look flashed across his face, and he said: "What are you doing, fellow Taoist Yuwen? I don't mean any harm!"
"No malice?" Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was full of ridicule. If he hadn't had that battle with this kid, he might still believe it, but since that battle, Yuwen Zhouyuan has treated everyone.
Out of caution, Feng Hongliang thought he was a three-year-old child. He ignored the other party's explanation and fired another red light into the forbidden area.
Suddenly, the Bagua pattern in the sky began to rotate faster and faster, and pieces of fire rain poured out from it.
Feng Hongliang was startled, and quickly activated the protective shield, and then sacrificed a blanket-like treasure. The blanket was only one foot in size. After being injected with real power, it immediately increased to several feet and floated above Feng Hongliang.
above the head of the head.
"Defensive spiritual weapon?" Although Yuwen Zhouyuan was deep in the cave, he could clearly see the situation outside using his spiritual consciousness.