A box of twelve medium-grade fire-type spiritual stones is worth four thousand spiritual stones.
Three of them in bulk cost at least 1,100 spiritual stones.
Senior Brother Jiang is a disciple of the third level of Foundation Establishment, with an annual salary of about 700 spirit stones.
As a fire cultivator, he also owns a medium-grade fire spirit stone, which he bought with two years of savings. It is only used occasionally when the magic power of alchemy is insufficient. Now there is still a small half of the spirit stone left, which he has been keeping carefully and treating it like a treasure.
And now, there are three in front of you!
What does it take? It was just a little accident that happened when a Qi practitioner was refining an elixir.
Is there any need to hesitate?
Done!
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In the huge stone chamber, countless green smoke rose, filled with the unique fragrance of the elixir.
Yang Zhen sat next to the alchemy furnace, staring at the medicine liquid with all her attention, not daring to slack off at all.
From time to time, a pill formula is fired, and when it touches somewhere in the liquid, it either stirs up a circle of bubbles, or flicks down a layer of black ash, which turns into gray smoke and floats away.
Fire control does not just mean controlling the size of the fire. In fact, for starters, the flame temperature is usually constant. The control of flames is sometimes strong and sometimes weak. For an alchemy apprentice at this stage, the requirements are still a bit too high.
What they need to do is to be familiar with the changing process of the medicinal liquid in the flames, put the elixir in the right place at the right time, and control the direction of the medicinal liquid to gradually calm, purify and condense it.
Yang Zhenru is an experienced baker. With his skillful kneading, the liquid medicine is like dough, which is constantly mixed and gradually becomes soft.
He became more and more immersed in it, paying no attention to everything around him, and entered a state of complete selflessness.
Suddenly, the fire trembled and quickly turned blue in his disbelieving eyes!
The temperature of the flame jumped by two to three thousand degrees in an instant!
The liquid medicine made a sizzling sound, and a burnt smell wafted out.
Oops! Yang Zhen secretly shouted, "You can't turn off the ground fire at this time, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted!"
He could only lower the flame slightly, and at the same time cast a water spell to form a water vapor barrier under the alchemy furnace to contain the rapidly rising temperature of the furnace.
In the collision between water and fire, the magic power in the body suddenly leaked out like a hole.
His face was livid, and he shouted: "Secretary, Secretary!"
A disciple in yellow came over, with a bad look on his face, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"
Yang Zhen just wanted to speak, but found that the fire had returned to its original dark red color.
"My flame is unstable and turned blue just now." He still pointed to his fire and said.
The secretary came to his alchemy furnace and smelled it with the tip of his nose: "Is the medicine burnt?"
"Well, part of it was burned." Yang Zhen replied.
Secretary Shu smiled, with a trace of disdain flashing at the corner of his mouth: "This junior brother is really good at making alchemy, so don't play any tricks."
"I'm not playing tricks." Yang Zhen was a little angry: "There is indeed something wrong with the ground fire."
"Presumptuous!" Secretary Shu Ji said sternly: "I have seen many people making excuses like you."
"If you keep nagging me, cancel your grades and get out of here!"
…
Yang Zhen had no choice but to sit down and continue refining the elixir.
After the accident just now, the liquid medicine was not only smaller than normal, but also had many black impurities on the outermost periphery, with a faint smell of burning.
These impurities must be stripped away.
At this time, a lot of time had passed, and he did not dare to delay any longer. He shot out the elixirs one after another, constantly hitting the impurities and turning into blue smoke and taking them away.
As the impurities are removed, the medicinal liquid becomes clear again, and is gradually refined into a paste under high-temperature baking.
The last step is to become a pill.
For a relatively simple elixir like the Qi-Returning Pill, you don’t need to borrow spiritual consciousness to create it. You can rely on the elixir formula to wrap the liquid.
Then separate into several small portions.
The number of extracted copies determines the number of pills produced.
It's a pity that the liquid in front of me is already 30% less than normal!
Yang Zhen didn't care about regrets, she fired several pill formulas and carefully divided the liquid into eight parts.
No more, otherwise the quality of the elixir will be reduced.
The eight portions of the medicinal solution continued to concentrate under the command of the Pill Forming Technique, and slowly turned into eight snow-white pills.
…
"time up!"
Senior Brother Jiang appeared in the stone chamber again and announced the end of the alchemy.
Everyone, regardless of whether they have completed the alchemy or not, must stop what they are doing and stand up.
Five disciples in yellow came to the crowd and began to collect the elixirs refined by each person one by one, stamped them with Dharma seals, and recorded their names.
Soon, nearly a hundred jade bottles containing Qi Recovery Pills were handed over to Senior Brother Jiang.
All the students continued to sit in their original positions, waiting for the results to be announced on the spot.
Senior Brother Jiang took a jade bottle, opened it, poured it into the jade plate in front of him, glanced at it, and said:
"Eleven Chengdan, six are top grade and four are medium grade."
As for the remaining low-grade ones, they are usually not reported.
A disciple in white clothes next to him nodded and sang: "Sixth grade, four middle grade, correct!"
The jade bottle was sent to the next disciple in yellow. The man held it in his hand and recorded it, while shouting:
"Shen Luo, sixth grade, fourth grade."
A lament came from the hall, and a young man covered his face in pain.
Those who retaken the exam basically passed the initial exam, but did not achieve excellence. This result of this young man means that his hopes have been frustrated once again.
One jade bottle after another was opened, and the scores were sung one after another.
Occasionally, cheers came from the students' seats.
"Dai Miaoying, there are ten elixirs, eight are top grade, two are medium grade."
"Okay! I passed." The round-faced girl clenched her pink fists excitedly and received a lot of envious looks.
Yang Zhen also showed a smile, feeling happy for her friend.
Soon, his results came out.
"Yang Zhen, eight adult pills, eight high-grade pills."
"Ouch!" "What a pity!"
There were several sighs from the crowd. If there were ten pills, eight of them would be top-grade ones, which would be excellent. This student met the target for the more difficult-to-achieve high-grade pills, but the number of Cheng Dan was two short, which was really a pity.
A disciple in yellow clothes, whom Yang Zhen recognized at a glance, was the secretary who had just spoken to him. He walked up to Senior Brother Jiang and whispered a few words in his ear.
Yang Zhen vaguely heard a few words such as "the flame is unstable" and "they are all top-grade, not easy".
Another disciple in white also followed Na Si Shu's finger and turned his attention to him.
Hope suddenly rose in his heart.
But he saw a trace of displeasure on Senior Brother Jiang's face, and scolded Si Shu in a low voice:
"If they all show favoritism, why do they need to be assessed?"
The hope in Yang Zhen's heart was shattered.
…
Yang Zhen took a blue token from the disciple in yellow, with the word "Alchemy Disciple" engraved on the front.
In addition, the record of "Dan Disciple" was also added to his token.
This shows that from today on, he officially entered the path of alchemy and became the lowest alchemy apprentice.
If it were in the past, this would be considered a small progress on the road to immortality, and it should be celebrated.
However, this was not what he wanted today. That excellent result, and the accompanying qualification for the Alchemy Academy trials in early May, had no chance for him.
Alas, I can only blame bad luck, a good flame can go wrong.
Moreover, I was too trusting and actually chose to take the exam on the last day. It was a good thing that I didn’t even have the chance to retake the exam.
He sighed softly, not that he was very frustrated. Although he has not obtained the qualifications, this is not the only way to enter the Alchemy Academy, it is just that other ways are more difficult to walk.
It’s hard to leave, so what? Yang Zhen tightened her fists, fighting spirit igniting in her chest.
A familiar figure passed by him.
"Sister Dai, congratulations." Yang Zhen cupped her hands and smiled.
Dai Miaoying smiled as brightly as a flower, happily thanked Yang Zhen, and comforted her with a few words.
As she was speaking, the smile on her face suddenly froze, and a voice she didn't want to hear sounded from behind:
"Sister Miaoying, congratulations on your achievement!"
She turned around and saw Yin Nanxing's face that he hated.
Thinking of the family's instructions, the little girl managed to keep her smile and returned the favor.
"Hey, Junior Brother Yang is here too!" Yin Nanxing seemed to have just discovered the other party and made a surprised expression:
"Junior Brother Yang is also here to take the alchemy exam? I wonder how the results are?"
"With Junior Brother Yang's ability to deceive even demonic monkeys, he must be able to take the alchemy test easily, right?"
"I wonder how many Chengdan pills there are and how many high-grade pills there are? Haha!"
Yang Zhen's eyes gradually narrowed. If he thought it was a chance encounter at first, by the last sentence, he was convinced that the other party was here to humiliate him!
How could he know that I didn’t do well in the exam? Could it be——
There's something wrong with my flame. Is it this guy's fault?
Otherwise, why would hundreds of people have problems with their own flames?
How can there be so many coincidences in this world!
"Did you do it?" Yang Zhen asked through gritted teeth.
"Hahaha!" Yin Nanxing raised his head and laughed: "Junior brother Yang, what are you talking about? Senior brother, I don't understand!"
He leaned close to Yang Zhen's ear and whispered: "Even if I did it, there is no proof, what can you do to me?"
"You, a mountain boy from a border county, want to enter our alchemy academy to learn alchemy. What a dream!"
Yang Zhen slowly clenched her fist, as if it were an iron ball, ready to hit the opponent hard at any time!
"What, you want to fight? Come on!" Yin Nanxing continued to provoke.
Yang Zhen suddenly loosened her fist and smiled brightly:
"Senior Brother Yin, Junior Brother, I'm actually not very good at refining alchemy——"
"It's good to know!" Yin Nanxing said proudly.
"Junior brother, I am only good at breaking people's thighs. I wonder if Senior Brother Yin has recovered from his broken leg in the past few days?"
Yin Nanxing's face suddenly turned red and he stared at Yang Zhen fiercely.
"Also, when will Senior Brother Yin be promoted to Foundation Establishment, so that Junior Brother can prepare a generous gift in advance." Yang Zhen continued to smile.
Yin Nanxing's face changed.
According to his original arrangement, after the end of Langshan Secret Realm, it was time to attack and build the foundation.
However, after returning to the sect this time, he felt restless during several training sessions, and thoughts flashed through his mind one after another. In particular, some scenes from the trip to Langshan kept reappearing in front of his eyes——
Broken thigh during competition...
I vomited blood from the corner of my mouth after falling from a high altitude...
Feng Changqing died tragically...
Being laughed at in front of the teleportation array...
Finally, in the hall of the sect's residence, someone forced him to make a vow of inner demons.
Inner demon!
He finally understood that he had an inner demon.
And all these things that made him feel uncomfortable were all because of one person——
Yang Zhen!
Inner demons are difficult to overcome, but not completely invincible.
The key lies in the person who made you promise your inner demons, and the related incident.
If the other party is an insignificant person. For example, you swear to a mortal farmer by your inner demon——
If you tell me how to take the road ahead, I will give you a gold coin.
As a result, people told you the right way, but you didn't have any gold coins with you, and you didn't give the farmer any compensation, so you just walked away.
This incident will plant a demon in your heart, but because the incident is too small and the other person is not an important person, you may completely forget about it.
Such inner demons will cause little interference to oneself, and most of the time they will not even cause interference.
Therefore, after much thought, Yin Nanxing concluded that the best way to overcome his inner demons was to humiliate Yang Zhen, make him lose face, make him suffer repeated setbacks, and make him grovel at his feet.
Only in this way can my thoughts be clear and the influence of this inner demon can be reduced.
At least, it will no longer interfere with my promotion to foundation building.
This is why today he found out that Yang Zhen was taking the alchemy class exam and would rather spend thousands of spiritual stones on her own to make the other party fail.
He wants to hit the opponent again and again to rebuild his confidence and defeat his inner demons.
However--
Yang Zhen once again brought up the past of breaking his leg, and he was once again humiliated in front of the other party.
Moreover, the other party has already guessed the reason why he did this.
This made what he did today a complete joke.
…
Yang Zhen stopped entangled with Yin Nanxing, laughed, cupped her hands, and left on her own.
"Wait for me!" Dai Miaoying chased after him and walked towards the shipyard with him.
Yin Nanxing stayed on the spot, his eyes gloomy and terrifying, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
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