The night shrouded the Dishan Villa in silence. △,
"Finally back!"
Yang Ji looked at the Dihuoshan Manor in the darkness and let out a long breath. Now that all the materials are ready, he can start refining the Purifying Demon Subduing Pill.
Yang Ji flicked his sleeves and strode towards the main entrance of Dihuoshan Villa in the moonlit night.
Everyone knows that Dihuoshan Villa is not open to the public at night, but when Yang Ji appeared at the gate of Dihuoshan Villa, the surrounding disciples of the Villa quickly opened their doors.
After passing through the gate, Yang Ji had an unimpeded journey and quickly returned to the alchemy room.
"Hehe, I'm back."
The steel gate opened, and a thin figure stood at the door, wearing a very eye-catching black robe. The ghost alchemist stood at the door with a smile on his face, as if he had already known that Yang Ji was coming.
"Um."
Yang Ji nodded slightly, walked into the alchemy room, and immediately smelled a strong smell of medicine in his nose. Yang Ji stopped, turned around and looked at the ghost alchemist, a little surprised: "Are you making alchemy?"
"Hey, do you really think Tu Su Renxiong is stupid? If not, how can you win his trust?"
The ghost alchemist folded his sleeves with both hands and chuckled.
"Oh, that's right. Thank you for your hard work."
Yang Ji thought for a while and thanked him. The two of them were refining alchemy together during this time, and they actually established a solid alchemy friendship.
In the alchemy room, there are piles of medicinal herbs. It can be seen that the ghost alchemist has not been idle during this period. He asked Tu Su Renxiong for a lot of good materials.
However, in just one or two days, the ghost alchemist asked for so much material, which gave Yang Ji a deeper understanding of his treachery.
"What? Have you gained anything during this time?"
Yang Ji looked at the six smoking stoves in the alchemy room and said.
"Hey, if I can refine a furnace of elixirs in a day or two, then I am not an alchemist, but an alchemy emperor."
The ghost alchemist chuckled and said:
"You don't need to worry about me. Just throw out the contents of these alchemy furnaces. I have no intention of refining anything at all."
A dignified alchemist with a high status, and now in order to cover up for others, he actually made fake elixirs. If he told it, a lot of people would be shocked.
But that’s what the ghost alchemist did.
"How's it going? How sure are you?" Ghost Alchemist asked expectantly.
"You'll know once you try it. How can you know if you haven't tried it yet?"
Yang Jidao.
Late at night, it was quiet. There was no sound at all in the Dishan Villa.
Yang Ji pondered for a moment and began to take out the ingredients for the Pure Demon Subduing Pill one by one. The Pure Demon Subduing Pill is a pure ancient elixir, and the materials used to refine it are almost all ancient materials.
Most of these elixirs were in Yang Ji's body, and they were inherited from the previous owner of Naji Ping.
This is also the first time that Yang Ji has taken out these precious alchemy materials in front of others.
“This thing is realgar, right?”
The ghost alchemist sighed with emotion. He was well-informed, but he didn't recognize the first alchemy material that Yang Ji brought out.
I just guessed that this should be something like realgar based on my rich experience in alchemy. But to be honest, after decades of alchemy, I have never seen this white realgar.
White represents coldness, which is something negative. But the ghost alchemist feels the burning heat erupting from this white realgar.
One is cold and the other is hot, two completely opposite properties concentrated on the same thing. The ghost alchemist never misses anything. In this way, the realgar Yang Ji brought out is extremely precious.
"Yes, this is Beihai realgar. The quantity is very small."
Yang Ji didn't hide anything and told the Ghost Alchemist directly.
When the second thing was taken out, the ghost alchemist finally recognized it: "Is this Fuling?"
"yes."
Yang Ji's answer was quite concise.
The Ghost Alchemist took a deep breath and said nothing. He had seen a lot of Fuling. The shape of the things in Yang Ji's hands looked like Fuling, but all of them were full of vitality.
Not to mention that he has never seen this kind of Fu Ling filled with strong death energy. I am afraid that no alchemy master in the world has seen it.
This is basically what the modern climate can grow.
Fu Ling likes to be masculine, bright and full of vitality. It is impossible for such a dead gray and lifeless Fu Ling to grow.
Not only have times changed, but the land has also changed, and the rules between heaven and earth have also changed. It is no longer possible to find such a thing.
Ice quartz, thunder-fire polygonum, thousand-year-old vermilion fruit... they were brought out one after another. The ghost alchemist would sigh every time he looked at them.
From the perspective of a ghost alchemist, one can tell that many of them are extinct and lost. Anyone who practices alchemy will inevitably feel sad.
You must know that these things are out of date. Although the ghost alchemy master does not know how much Yang Ji has, he knows that these things will always be less after using them a little.
I'm afraid I won't be able to come into contact with many alchemists in my lifetime.
"Um?"
When Yang Ji took out the seventh ancient material, the ghost alchemist's eyes fluctuated for a while, and he finally got out of the emotion of regret and emotion:
"It seems like you snatched this thing from me at Wanguan Tower, right?"
The Ghost Alchemist looked at Yang Ji angrily. Yang Ji had tricked him a lot in Wanguan Tower, causing him to waste countless Xingxiu Pills by buying those high-end materials.
Now that I think about it, what Yang Ji did before was all a pretense. The real purpose was actually for this weird tree stump.
"Hey, this kind of thing can be obtained by those who are able. What we are competing for is financial resources. It is quite fair. You can't blame me, right?"
Yang Jidao.
"Hmph, now that I think about it, you should be refining the elixir just for this time, right?"
Ghost Alchemist said.
Yang Ji was noncommittal.
"What the hell is this stump?"
"The iron tree demon heart is just an ancient material. I didn't expect it to be found in Wan Guan Tower."
Yang Ji smiled and said:
"Don't be angry about this thing. Use emergency measures in emergencies. This thing is useless in your hands. It is truly valuable if it falls in my hands."
The ghost alchemist hummed twice without arguing.
At first, he just relied on his own experience to feel that this thing should be something more than ordinary and should have a certain value. It was not like Yang Ji, who came here for this from the beginning.
"...Do you need my help later?"
Ghost Alchemist said, his tone softened a lot.
"Um."
Hearing the seriousness, Yang Ji became more serious. "You have more experience than me. I may need your assistance soon."
The cockscomb bloodstone is easy to talk about. Judging from the information I collected, this thing is no different from ancient times, so it shouldn't be too difficult to find.
And because of the weakness of alchemy, there are very few people who can use cockscomb bloodstone to make elixirs. This is equivalent to giving Yang Ji's family an advantage.
But the iron tree demon heart is different. It looks like a big tree stump, but it is truly out of print. After it is used up, there will never be such luck and opportunities again.
Yang Ji must be extra careful.
"Why don't you practice with other materials first and gain experience before you start?"
The ghost alchemist said a little worriedly.
Yang Ji seems to be a little eager for success, which is a taboo in alchemy. In fact, if he takes it slow and accumulates some experience, it will be much safer.
"No need."
Yang Ji frowned and didn't think too much. "Let's take a small amount of materials for testing first. Then we can officially refine the elixir."
Yang Ji has his own considerations.
The martial arts examination is approaching, and his previous experience in cultivating alchemy has taken him nearly two months. Yang Ji must also reserve time for Tu Su Renxiong, after all, the refining of the bronze blood weapon also takes a lot of time.
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In other words, there is not much time left for yourself.
It is indeed good to practice with other high-level materials and accumulate materials. However, no matter how good it is, it is not as practical as directly refining the Pure Demon-Conquering Pill.
But in this process, the waste and loss of those precious ancient materials is probably inevitable.
With all the preliminary work ready, Yang Ji finally started refining the pure demon-suppressing pill.
Yang Ji and the ghost alchemist didn't know. Outside the alchemy room, a secret chamber that even the ghost alchemist didn't know about slowly opened. A pair of eyes appeared from behind the secret chamber, watching the two of them silently.
Neither Yang Ji nor Ghost Alchemist noticed anything.
"The owner of the village..."
Several guards hesitated to speak, but Su Tu stood there silently like a statue, and just waved his hand to stop everyone.
Two months were about to pass. Although Tu Su Renxiong maintained his trust in Yang Ji in front of outsiders, it was impossible to say that he was not anxious.
Shuang'er can't stand it for much longer, and he can't wait for much longer.
A strong smell of medicine wafted out from the alchemy room. Looking at the strange medicinal materials on the ground that were definitely not easy to buy, Tu Su Renxiong finally nodded.
No matter where Yang Ji comes from, no matter what his purpose is, and no matter what he does in the process, at least everything is on the right track, and that's enough.
"I hope I didn't trust the wrong person, otherwise..."
Tu Xiong Renxiong looked at the backs of the two people in the room, with a hint of murderous intent flashing through his eyes. He was by no means a cruel or murderous person, but Shuang'er had gone crazy. If anyone else would tease him about this before he died,
Then he would have no choice but to kill the other party and bury the two children with him.
Gently closing the secret chamber, Tu Su Renxiong flicked his sleeves and quickly turned around and left.
If a master at the pinnacle of the Eight Great Martial Arts wanted to restrain his aura, even Yang Ji might not be able to detect it.
…
"Um?"
Just as Tu Su Renxiong left, Yang Ji's body shook in the alchemy room.
"What's wrong?" Ghost Alchemist asked in surprise.
"nothing."
Yang Ji thought for a moment and shook his head. Just now, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if something had noticed him. But this feeling disappeared very quickly.
Yang Ji was not sure whether this feeling was accurate.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath, calmed down his mind, lowered his eyes, and quickly calmed down. All the materials on the ground were ready to be cut into pieces, and the formal alchemy process could begin.
This time after he was promoted to the junior alchemy master, Yang Ji prepared a total of three portions. Each portion was a small amount, which only met the minimum standard for alchemy.
"Three doses of elixir are three elixir furnaces. I hope it will be successful."
Things were going on in Yang Ji's mind. Yang Ji reported that he had great expectations for this alchemy.
"I've never heard of the elixir for treating derangements before. I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know what it's like."
The Ghost Alchemist looked at Yang Ji with burning eyes. (To be continued...)