Lei Yu stepped to the center of the hall, his thoughts moved slightly, and a golden cauldron appeared in front of everyone. The flames under the medicine cauldron were still burning. Lei Yu had already burned a cauldron a year ago.
All the burning energy needed for the year and a half is injected into it, so there is no need to worry about the flames.
The other disciples' refining of medicine is different. It not only requires constant protection, but also continuous accumulation of energy. In this process, ordinary elixirs that supplement their internal energy consumption are also needed to recover.
Two lines of purple zhenqi appeared on both palms. The strength of the zhenqi had not changed much from a year and a half ago. However, it was discovered that Lei Yu had improved a lot in controlling the zhenqi. This was also due to Zhang Sanfeng.
Two beams of true energy hit the fire tank at the bottom of the cauldron, and the flames suddenly became active. The originally quiet flames were burning fiercely. If there was no existence of the cauldron, perhaps the flames would rise from the sky and directly touch the cauldron.
Top of the hall!
After several efforts, Lei Yu carefully controlled every detail of the flame, for fear of making a mistake!
His eyes suddenly widened.
"Get up!" With a burst of energy, the top cover of the cauldron was opened, and a column of Lei Yu's blood was injected into the cauldron again. This is a necessary procedure for the final formation!
The sweat on Lei Yu's forehead had been squeezed out from his skin, but he didn't have the time to care about it and allowed the sweat to keep dripping.
All the disciples, especially the alchemist Yichun and several other alchemists, watched all the subtle movements of the furnace with wide eyes. They wanted to see how a cultivator in the realm of immortals could refine a medium-level pill.
medicine.
With the passage of time and Lei Yu's continuous control of the flame, the medicinal materials in the cauldron have been mixed with the blood that Lei Yu injected twice, and a crimson pill gradually took shape!
Lei Yu suddenly shouted, the most critical moment was about to come. At this time, Lei Yu increased the flame again for the final texture depiction! If the purple true energy penetrates into it, several purple streaks will appear on the red blood dragon's eyes.
Texture, then this is a top-grade elixir. If the depiction fails, it will either be a low-grade elixir, or it will simply be a defective product and cannot be used.
Lei Yu's breathing became more and more intense. He did not dare to be careless at this tense moment, and watched the subtle changes in the cauldron with all his mental strength.
"open!"
Lei Yu shouted again, rushed out with energy, and the lid of the cauldron was opened!
"Oops!" One of the texture depictions was actually dispersed from the elixir! Lei Yu still had a purple texture deeply imprinted on it.
Lei Yu walked into the cauldron. His previous shouting made everyone think that the red blood dragon eye that Lei Yu had refined this time had failed. The ridicule gradually appeared on his face. He just waited for the elixir to appear in everyone's hands before bursting into laughter.
Gradually, the temperature of the cauldron dropped, and Lei Yu already knew it in his heart. Zhang Sanfeng did not want to deliberately spy on whether the elixir was successful or not. This kind of expectation is something that everyone enjoys, and he just waits for the result to appear.
Lei Yu put his hand on the top of the cauldron, and a suction force controlled the elixir, firmly holding it in Lei Yu's palm. He took a few steps back and came to Zhang Sanfeng.
Everyone widened their eyes to see what the result of the elixir he refined was. If it failed, it means Zhang Sanfeng had misunderstood. If it succeeded, even if it was low-grade, it would be very rare.
Lei Yu shook his head slightly and said with pity, "Grandpa, there is only one step left to become the best, but if you want to, there is a way to depict the texture. This red blood dragon eye should be considered to be the best, but it is definitely not the best!"
In full view of everyone, Lei Yu turned his palm up, and a blood-red pill appeared in his hand. It was going to be night, and there was a purple texture carved on it like a flying phoenix, but the texture was not complete.
"You are really unbelievable. Who would believe that a cultivator who only has the realm of heavenly immortals can actually refine a mid-level elixir that is better than the best but second to the best?" Zhang Sanfeng's hot eyes revealed his approval of Lei Yu.
Undoubtedly, the hundreds of disciples present and all the Wudang disciples outside the Medicine Hall were also stunned.
At this time, except for Zhang Sanfeng's words echoing in this huge medicine hall, no other sounds could be heard at all.
Lei Yu scratched his head in embarrassment, "But if I wasn't a little anxious to start the furnace at the end, I might not have let the true energy of the last stroke dissipate. It's such a pity."
"Don't blame yourself, you will embarrass the other alchemists in my medicine hall! Haha..." Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard and showed a happy expression on his face. He was really satisfied with this closed disciple.
No matter in terms of character or intelligence, patience or loyalty, Zhang Sanfeng noticed Lei Yu's performance. What could such a disciple be dissatisfied with?
After a long time, Yichun, the master of the Medicine Palace, said hesitantly, "It's amazing! Even I can't guarantee that I can calmly take out the pills from the medicine cauldron in full view of everyone. I'm really ashamed! So ashamed!"
What is needed in the process of refining medicine is silence, silence without any noise. This is a well-known thing, but what about Lei Yu? He is not nervous in front of so many people, and he looks so leisurely and content, as if there are thousands of people inside and outside the palace.
The disciple didn't exist at all, and it had no impact on him at all.
Lei Yu smiled and said, "Master of the Hall, you are very flattering. I am Master's disciple and I rely on Master's teachings! If you don't mind, this Crimson Blood Dragon Eye will be treated as an exception for me to enter the Medicine Hall in advance to become a medicine man."
Tong's sincerity, right?" Lei Yu put all the credit and responsibility on Zhang Sanfeng. He was light and gently placed the red dragon's eye with a purple texture in the hands of Yichun, who had a face full of shock.
Who can achieve this kind of mentality that does not care about merit or reward? No wonder Zhang Sanfeng favors him so much.
It took a long time for the disciples to gradually disperse. Before everyone left, they did not forget to take a closer look at this disciple who was only in the realm of immortals. They should remember Lei Yu's appearance clearly and establish a good relationship with him in the future. Maybe they could be together in the future.
A few kind words in front of Zhang Sanfeng.
Lei Yu's performance today won the whole house, and everyone admired him. At the same time, they also understood one thing better: Zhang Sanfeng's direct disciple is really amazing!
"Lightning Master...Master." Although it feels awkward to call him this way, according to his seniority, this is indeed what Yichun should be.
"Just call me Xiaoyu." Lei Yu also felt a little awkward, so he said what the people close to him called him.
After looking at Zhang Sanfeng and seeing him nodding, Yichun said, "It's really surprising. Now Xiaoyu, you are fully capable of serving as an alchemist in the Medicine Hall, why are you only willing to be a mere medicine boy?"