After Wushilin had a conversation with Ming Zhiyuan, he directly sent Wushi warriors to the Yan clan's main state to find out.
With Wushi's people going to investigate the news, Ming Zhiyuan stopped thinking about it.
The pouring of iron juice in Yu's back mountain is already halfway through. The entire back half of the back mountain is covered with a thick layer of iron. The craftsmen are still smelting iron ore. At the foot of the back mountain, there are piles of iron.
Iron ore transported from various oases.
Ming Zhiyuan goes to the depths of the mines almost every day to feel the changes in the spiritual energy in the veins after being covered with iron sheets.
At the beginning, there was no change in the depth of the vein. After half of the back mountain was covered with iron sheet, the spiritual energy in the vein became more intense.
Bai Niu had been staying in the deepest place where the spiritual energy formed into a mist. Later, she had to move out a little, because the spiritual mist was so thick that when she practiced inside, she would have some spots on her body due to the dense spiritual energy forming into the mist.
It's wet.
After Ming Zhiyuan saw this effect, he hurriedly asked the housekeeper to create many large smooth jade slabs to hang deep in the veins, and placed porcelain basins and containers under the jade slabs.
One day later, when he went into the depths of the mine again to check, he found that liquid formed by spiritual energy was dripping from the smooth jade slab into the porcelain basin.
Although it was very small, it was enough for Ming Zhiyuan to use for experiments.
After collecting the few spiritual fluids in the basin into a bottle, Ming Zhiyuan's heart began to pound. If he could refine such an elixir, he would rewrite the history of martial arts in this world.
Returning to the alchemy room, he divided the spiritual liquid into three parts. He first took out one part and mixed it with the medicinal materials he had already thought of. After mixing the honey, he put it into the alchemy furnace and lit a small fire.
, began to cultivate slowly.
As the temperature increased, the spiritual liquid began to evaporate in the alchemy furnace. Although Ming Zhiyuan had sealed the three vent holes of the alchemy furnace with medicinal mud, Ming Zhiyuan could still feel the spirit by relying on the feel of the alchemy furnace when changing it.
The liquid did not merge with the medicinal mud. Instead, under the stimulation of heat, it evaporated into mist and was sealed in the alchemy furnace.
Ming Zhiyuan used various refining techniques, including tapping, rotating, hot and cold solidification...
In the end, the spiritual liquid completely evaporated into a mist that filled the alchemy furnace, but could not be dispersed. The medicinal mud in the alchemy furnace was made into pills alone, and the spiritual liquid could not be gathered into the elixir.
Mingzhi Xingzu struggled with this spiritual mist for a day and a night, but could not make the spiritual mist turn into liquid again and blend into the elixir.
In the end, he had no choice but to take out the elixir and let the spiritual energy that had been refined all day float out of the elixir furnace again.
Ming Zhiyuan held the pills in his hands and thought hard about why the spiritual liquid could not be integrated into the pills.
Yu Qingfeng was cleaning the stove nearby. He knew that the master was thinking hard and did not dare to disturb him, so he had to do everything lightly.
I could only hear Ming Zhiyuan murmuring, "Nine-leaf Dragon Spirit Grass, Guyuan Red Flower, Hundred-Year Condensing God Vine... all of them can absorb other medicinal properties. Why can't the spiritual liquid be integrated into them?
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When Yu Qingfeng heard the master's muttering, he also recalled the medicinal properties of these medicinal materials in his mind, thinking about why things that can absorb the medicinal properties of other medicinal materials cannot be integrated with the spiritual liquid?
He set up the master's alchemy furnace and was about to put it in a water tank nearby for cleaning. He reached into the alchemy furnace with one hand and felt a handful of greasy liquid in his hand. He quickly took his hand back and looked at it, only to see the palm of his hand.
There was a piece of black greasy mud inside, and after sniffing it carefully, there was a smell of honey mixed with the bitterness of medicinal herbs.
"Master, you see the honey is not completely integrated into the elixir."
Ming Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head, walked in front of Yu Qingfeng, and looked carefully at Yu Qingfeng's raised palm. He also reached into the alchemy furnace, rotated it, touched it, and then took it back to see that it had been refined.
The honey is mixed with some medicinal mud precipitated from the medicinal materials, forming a dark honey oil-like thing.
Ming Zhiyuan put the greasy black mud under his nose and smelled it carefully for a while. It was honey.
The honey mixed into the medicinal paste was not completely integrated into the elixir. After the elixir furnace cooled, it was mixed with some medicinal paste, forming a sludge-like form that stuck to the inside of the elixir furnace.
Why is it that when I refine it myself, I use so many refining techniques, but the honey cannot be fully integrated into the medicinal materials.
Ming Zhiyuan thought about it for a while, and then reconstituted the medicinal ingredients. This time he no longer added honey to mix. He directly mixed the second portion of spiritual liquid into it, kneaded it for a while, and put it into the alchemy furnace.
Continue to start refining.
This time Ming Zhiyuan used the rotating method that can make the paste into pills the fastest.
The fire intensity was also adjusted from low to medium heat. As the alchemy furnace rotated at a high speed, the entire alchemy furnace was like a phantom, becoming somewhat erratic in the flames.
Yu Qingfeng controlled the fire while watching the master's refining techniques intently.
Ming Zhiyuan kept turning his hands on the ears of the alchemy furnace, and after a few breaths, he started turning them in the opposite direction.
The sound of the medicinal paste rubbing in the alchemy furnace is like the buzzing of bees.
After rotating like this for an hour, Ming Zhiyuan began to tap the alchemy furnace, listening to the sound coming from the alchemy furnace to judge the degree of elixir formation of the medicine mud.
As he slapped, the alchemy furnace rang softly, and the elixir was ready. However, the soft chirping of the alchemy furnace was a little dull, indicating that the spiritual liquid was still not completely integrated into the elixir, and was still inside the alchemy furnace.
Sticky.
It's just that this time it didn't evaporate into spiritual energy.
This is an improvement. The spiritual liquid has completely integrated into part of the medicinal mud, but it has not merged with the elixir that has already been made into an elixir.
After continuing to beat for half an hour, Ming Zhiyuan ordered Yu Qingfeng to increase the intensity of the fire and started the spinning method of elixir formation again.
The flame grew bigger and bigger, almost wrapping the entire alchemy furnace in it. Ming Zhiyuan wrapped two wet cloth rolls on his arms and kept turning the alchemy furnace. Whenever the wet cloth was about to be dried, he quickly rolled out the alchemy furnace.
Lift the furnace and soak it in cold water. Along the way, soak the cloth rolls on both arms again. Then lift the furnace and put it into the fire to spin.
After repeating this cycle for ten times, he softly drank: "Qingfeng, turn to low fire."
Yu Qingfeng immediately removed most of the firewood burning in the stove, leaving only one or two thick firewood to continue burning.
After the last cold soak, Ming Zhiyuan put the alchemy furnace back on the stove and started beating again. This time the sound from the alchemy furnace was crisper and without any dull feeling.
Ming Zhiyuan's face showed a look of ecstasy, it was done, the spiritual liquid was integrated into the elixir.
Use small fire to slowly converge the medicinal properties, and concentrate all the power of the medicinal and spiritual liquid into the elixir.
Half an hour later, Ming Zhiyuan lifted the alchemy furnace from the stove and kept shaking it, listening to the sound of pills bouncing from the alchemy furnace.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Yu Qingfeng, and the master and apprentice looked at each other and smiled. Ming Zhiyuan opened the top of the alchemy furnace and poured the elixir inside into the porcelain bowl.
I saw a dozen black and shining elixirs appearing in the porcelain bowl.
Ming Zhiyuan checked the inside of the alchemy furnace and found that there was no medicinal mud or spiritual liquid that had not yet been fused.
Putting down the elixir furnace, Ming Zhiyuan picked up an elixir, examined it carefully, and took a deep sniff.
The bitter fragrance of the elixir contained a hint of clear scent that made his inner elixir throb.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at the elixir with excitement. It was ready, but he didn't know how effective it was.
If it can really compare with the spiritual space he absorbed in the Phoenix King's secret realm, then he can be regarded as an alchemist who can create top warriors.
Yu Qingfeng was also excited and excited in his heart. If the master's elixir was effective, then the Yu family would be able to become a being not weaker than the Sanji family in the shortest possible time.
After the Yu family became powerful, what other family would dare to coerce the Alchemist Sect? No, with such an elixir, no family would dare to coerce the Alchemist Sect.
The master and apprentice looked at the elixir in the bowl and were in a daze for a long time.
"Qingfeng, go and call Ma Tao."
Yu Qingfeng nodded vigorously, "Master, I'll go right away."
Ming Zhiyuan picked up the porcelain bowl, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to calculate while resting.
There are twelve elixirs here. After Ma Tao tests the elixirs and if they are as effective as he estimates, he will divide some of Yu's people into taking the elixirs.
There are more warriors coming from Wushen Mountain this time. They can give six to Wushen Mountain, four to the Yu family, and one to Tang Wei. This man from Black Sand Mountain has brought everyone from Black Sand Mountain to join the Saintess.
Behind the Mountain, he did not get many benefits. In the battle of the Demon City, he also lost two Martial Gods, who were also brothers who had followed him for more than ten years.
Thinking of this, Ming Zhiyuan thought of the number of spiritual stones in the veins and the contrast between the production of spiritual liquid.
I wonder how much spiritual liquid can be extracted from this vein? The spiritual stones from other oases of the Yu family have been transported to the main palace.
The source of spiritual stones will also be a big problem in the future.
When he thought of this, Ming Zhiyuan began to become anxious. Without the spirit stone, no matter how many methods he tried, it would be useless. Resources were a big problem.
While he was still thinking, Ma Tao and Yu Qingfeng had already entered the alchemy room one after another.
Ma Tao looked happy, "Zhiyuan, what good things have you given me again?"
Ming Zhiyuan picked up an elixir in the porcelain bowl, handed it to him, and said: "The new elixir I just refined..."
Before he finished speaking, Ma Tao took the elixir with one hand, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.
Ming Zhiyuan said helplessly: "You didn't even listen to what kind of elixir it was, and you just took it. What if it's a poisonous elixir?"
Ma Tao said nonchalantly: "So what if it's a poison pill? As long as you are here, it can't poison me to death."
Ming Zhiyuan shook his head, "Just start practicing here and see how it works?"
Ma Tao nodded, immediately sat down cross-legged, put his hands on his knees and squeezed, "Huh? I didn't bring any spiritual stones with me. I'm going to get some spiritual stones."
"You don't need to take the spirit stones. You can practice like this for a day. Forget it, don't practice here and hinder me from doing things. Go to the next room to practice."
Ma Tao stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll come back tomorrow."
Watching Ma Tao go out, Ming Zhiyuan packed up the elixirs in the porcelain bowl, put them into a porcelain bottle, put them on the medicine shelf, and said to Qingfeng: "Go and ask the housekeeper to count how many spiritual stones are left in the clan? We
Now I’m going to start buying spiritual stones.”
Even if such elixirs are not refined, the Yu family's spiritual stones are not enough for so many people. The Martial God Mountain, the Saintess Mountain, and the Yu family's own warrior disciples...
Thinking of this, Ming Zhiyuan suddenly felt like a robber. He went to someone else's house openly, used other people's things, and acted as their master. The important thing was that they still went out of their way to help him.
He looked at Yu Qingfeng and said, "Qingfeng, you have to practice alchemy well. Master's greatest hope is that you can master alchemy and realize the Tao with alchemy."
Yu Qingfeng looked at Ming Zhiyuan solemnly, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely practice hard and live up to Master's high expectations."