During these days, Yang Ji almost never stopped. But the final result was constant failure, failure, failure.
"Now, I'm afraid half of the wooden pile has been used up."
The Ghost Alchemist thought secretly in his heart.
During this period of time, although Yang Ji did not say it clearly, through his calculations, Yang Ji failed so frequently, and using it, the iron tree demon heart auctioned by Wanguanlou would definitely be half useful.
Yang Ji can no longer bear too many failures.
Once this iron tree demon core is used up, Yang Ji will probably completely fail.
"I want to be quiet for a while."
Yang Ji lowered his head, made a gesture to the Ghost Alchemist with his five fingers, and then sat down by himself, holding his chin with one hand, motionless.
Keep trying, keep failing... This is an embarrassment in Yang Ji's alchemy process.
He had just entered the realm of junior alchemy master and started refining peak-level elixirs before his realm was stable. Yang Ji knew that this step was a bit big, and the challenges he faced in the process were far greater than he imagined.
But once you pass this level of difficulty, you will become much more calm when faced with such a situation in the future.
"It shouldn't be, the failure rate is too high. Which level, which level made the mistake? Which elixir is the correct process for a junior alchemist like the Pure Demon Subduing Pill?"
Yang Ji sat on the ground in a daze, silently lost in thought.
Yang Ji did not believe that his theory was wrong. Any elixir could be digitized, theorized, and informed. That was absolutely correct.
It can only be something went wrong during your actual operation.
There is a complete set of instructions in the elixir refining book of the "Purifying Demon-Subduing Pill", but the elixir book is not omnipotent, and it is absolutely impossible to cover everything and describe all the details. There must be something in it that is not mentioned.
But what exactly is it?
Yang Ji fell into deep thought. All the previous alchemy experiments came to mind. One after another, although they all failed, Yang Ji's huge mental power kept everything in his mind.
The experiment failed, but all the data and information were memorized.
Yang Ji knew that each of these experiments was a fortune.
"What went wrong?"
Yang Ji fell into a trance silently. Every failed experiment before was repeated in his mind, and time seemed to slow down. Every change in the alchemy furnace clearly appeared in his mind.
Explosion, failure...
Yang Ji was immersed in thoughts and memories and completely forgot about time.
Memories, memories..., thinking, thinking...
Yang Ji had even forgotten his own existence, and in the end only his huge mental power was left to analyze.
"Buzz!"
I don’t know how long it took, buzz, suddenly. Since Yang Ji came into contact with the alchemy, all the previous tests of extracting essence, refining, and purifying the demon subduing pill were decomposed, decomposed, decomposed... into numbers.
Thousands of the tiniest details are reorganized.
"Buzz!"
Without any warning, the model of the alchemy furnace previously projected in Yang Ji's mind suddenly began to operate under the control of his subconscious.
Thousands of detailed analyses, analogies and references of various similar links, and finding patterns... At this moment, Yang Ji's huge mental power was running at full speed.
Purple vermillion grass, lantern grass, fairy corne, poisonous wolfberry and white bone vine...
Polygonum multiflorum, fairy vine, aconite seeds, banana leaves, dragon stems and thousand-year-old red fruit...
Realgar and North Sea realgar...
Quartz and Ice Quartz…
…
All similar and similar information was summarized and summarized in Yang Ji's mind, and finally fed back into Yang Ji's alchemy projection system, which was completely different from Yang Ji's alchemy database.
This is a huge data induction and sorting project.
Even for super strong men of the same level such as Yang Xuanlan, the evil prince and the like, it was a huge challenge, but Yang Ji successfully mastered it with his mental strength comparable to that of an eighth-level martial arts master.
Countless information. From the properties of medicinal herbs and medicinal stones, to the preliminary preparation, to the process of extracting the herbs, and then to the refining..., countless information was automatically reorganized in Yang Ji's mind. It slowly evolved from beginning to end.
The entire alchemy process.
Tiger Power Pill, Mountain Spirit Pill, Qi Sea Pill... countless alchemy processes, from low-level to high-level, were replayed countless times in Yang Ji's mind.
Yang Ji himself didn't notice that things began to change a little bit, and gradually developed in a direction that he had not expected...
The previous experiments were repeated again and again, and Yang Ji himself did not realize that the theories of theoretical alchemy, projection alchemy, brain alchemy, and data alchemy that he had always admired began to move in a direction that he had not expected and became active.
This is a sprout, a prototype, but once it starts, it begins to show an unstoppable force like an avalanche. It cannot be stopped unless it reaches the final destination...
The alchemy room was quiet. Yang Ji was sitting cross-legged on the ground in a thinking posture. The ghost alchemist was watching silently, not daring to disturb him.
The ghost alchemist knew that Yang Ji must be thinking about something, and it must be related to alchemy.
The ghost alchemist originally thought that Yang Ji would wake up after thinking about it for half a day at most, but unexpectedly, Yang Ji remained motionless in his cross-legged posture until dawn.
His eyes were dull, looking at the ground in front of him, as if he had completely forgotten the existence of the outside world.
"This is……"
The ghost alchemist's brows twitched, his eyes a little worried, a little surprised, and a little curious. He had never seen anyone in such a situation during alchemy.
Moreover, Yang Ji had been in a contemplative state for too long.
"call!"
The ghost alchemist waved his hand in front of Yang Ji, but there was no response. It was as if Yang Ji couldn't see it at all. This reaction was a bit unexpected.
Warriors have powerful instinctive reactions, and the stronger they are, the more so. With Yang Ji's strength, it is impossible not to react. The only possible explanation is that Yang Ji's whole mind was attracted by something that had never happened before and was extremely rare.
past.
This thing requires too much attention and energy. It is like a machine running at full capacity and has no ability to do anything else.
"What on earth is going on..."
The ghost alchemist frowned, secretly curious in his heart. It was definitely not an ordinary thing for a peak martial artist like Yang Ji to have his body's defense mechanism switched off without any reaction at all.
"Is it his theory of data alchemy?"
A flash of lightning flashed in the ghost alchemist's mind, but he suddenly woke up and shook his head repeatedly. Yang Ji's theory had been mentioned by him occasionally. Although it was only a scaly claw, it could already reveal a lot of things.
When alchemy is theoretically and digitally developed to the extreme, you can combine that information and perform virtual alchemy in your mind. The success or failure of alchemy has already been calculated before it even starts.
This can save a lot of precious materials, and through complicated experiments, continuous corrections can be made until the correct alchemy process is finally derived.
In addition, this can also shorten the entire alchemy time, infinitely increase the success rate, and infinitely approach the 100% success rate...
Yang Ji's alchemy theory was too scary, too shocking, and too unbelievable. So although the ghost alchemist kept encouraging him with his mouth, he didn't believe it at all in his heart.
In this era where the top alchemy experts only have 20% or 30% success rate, Yang Ji's idea of infinitely approaching 100% success rate is too sensational.
I'm afraid that even in the ancient times when alchemy was strong and prosperous, this was a shocking and heaven-defying idea!
The ghost alchemist pondered for a moment, brushed away the dust from under him, sat down cross-legged, and decided to guard Yang Ji. Yang Ji's ability to protect himself is very poor now. Although there is no danger in the Dihuoshan Villa, he doesn't know when.
It's hard to say who broke in.
Moreover, this can also prevent Yang Ji from being disturbed when people from Dihuoshan Villa come in.
"call!"
A strong wind blew outside, and it was a sunny day again. But inside the alchemy room, it was dark and silent. The alchemy room, which had been billowing with thick smoke every day for two consecutive months, turned off the smoke and flames for the first time, and there was no movement.
This strange movement attracted the attention of many people.
The secret secret chamber built outside the alchemy room kept opening and closing, closing and opening, and countless curious eyes wandered past the secret chamber.
What's going on in the alchemy room when no one is there?
The closer to March, the busier it should be. But Ghost Alchemist and Yang Ji sat cross-legged on the ground, not only motionless, but all the four remaining alchemy furnaces were turned off.
This is extremely abnormal.
But Yang Ji and Ghost Alchemist didn't tell anyone, so no one else knew. I wanted to ask, but I was afraid of disturbing them.
There is a strange smell floating in the air above the Dishan Villa.
One day has passed, two days have passed, three days have passed...
There was no change at all in the alchemy room. Yang Ji sat cross-legged on the ground, with all the blood and energy on his body removed. Without the obstruction of the blood and energy, slowly, the dust in the air floated down, covering Yang Ji's body and hair.
.
The ghost alchemist looked at Yang Ji's back, feeling a little worried.
Yang Ji's situation is very rare. He has not moved for three days. Even Wuzong will become weak if he does not eat for three days.
If it had been longer, it could have caused more damage.
The martial artist is not a god, and has not yet reached the level of not being able to eat the fireworks of the world. The ghost alchemist wants to wake him up, but is afraid of disturbing him. It is definitely not a small thing to keep a martial artist motionless for three days and three nights.
"Buzz!"
Just when the ghost alchemist was worried and in a dilemma, suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, the void twisted, and a huge spiritual force field expanded with Yang Ji as the center.
"Ding ding ding!"
In all directions, the alchemy furnaces seemed to be pulled by an invisible giant hand. They kept making jingling sounds and seemed to be flying towards Yang Ji.
"How is this going?"
The ghost alchemist was shocked and stood up. (To be continued...) i1292
