The extra 20% of the elixir is dispensable when refining low-level elixirs, and it doesn't seem too outrageous.
But what if you are refining the eighth-level elixir? The rate of forming pills is originally low. If five pills are formed, using this pill furnace can forcefully form six pills.
An eighth-level elixir can be sold for a sky-high price. The value of it cannot be explained in just a few words.
If Master Yue Zhizhen's alchemy furnace was auctioned at Qisha Pavilion, all the alchemists in the world would go crazy.
It's a pity that this alchemy furnace was produced and sold in Xuantianmen before it left the mountain gate.
Master Lingxu knew that this was Master Yue Zhi's apology, but at the same time, he did owe Master Yue Zhi a great favor.
When he goes back, he will look through his collection of prescriptions and see what kind of elixir would be better for him to make.
Qin Shu personally sent Master Lingxu out of the mountain gate, then turned around and walked towards the weapon refining room.
The child under Master Yue asked Master Yue if he wanted to prepare a new alchemy room for Qin Shu, but Master Yue refused.
"No, just let her use my weapon refining room. She won't dare to be lazy under my nose."
"Yes." The child retreated.
The tinkling sounds in the refining room next door started again, and Master Yue Zhi retracted his thoughts.
Five thousand times a day, Shu'er will have to knock for a while.
Yue Zhizhen picked up a soundproof mask and settled into meditation with his legs crossed.
After about eight or nine hours, he opened his eyes and removed the soundproof cover, only to find that the knocking on the door was still going on.
Master Yue frowned slightly, "Si Yan."
The kid came in from outside and said, "Real person."
"How long has she been knocking?" Yue Zhizhen asked.
Si Yan: "It has been knocking since this morning and it has not stopped. A total of eight hours and a quarter."
Yue Zhiren: "..."
He stood up, "It's been so long and you still haven't finished knocking five thousand times?"
He frowned and shook his head.
"Are you sure she didn't stop? Do you know how many times she knocked?" Yue Zhizhen asked.
"It really didn't stop. The disciples have been guarding the door. I estimate there are five thousand, and far more."
Master Yue said nothing, but his spiritual consciousness reached towards the next door.
There was a flying sword placed on the table, and Qin Shu hit it one after another with a hammer.
She also swung the hammer very regularly. Before the force on the flying sword was completely removed, the second hammer followed closely, making regular knocking sounds.
Divine consciousness swept across her back and arms, her muscle strength was perfect, and she was always in a state of vigorous explosion.
Look at the determined look on her face and her closed eyes...
Closed eyes?
Yue Zhizhen was also very surprised. This child could hit a point with his eyes closed?
Did you use your spiritual consciousness?
The flying sword had already been smashed into shape by her, but Master Yue Zhi heard a strange feeling from the jingling sound.
It is said that Yun is not mature enough, but she seems to be really about to understand Yun.
At this time, Qin Shu was like a mechanical puppet, doing boring and repetitive work motionlessly.
Upon seeing this, Master Yue withdrew his consciousness and ordered that no one should disturb her next door.
He wanted to sit in the courtyard and count himself to see how many times she could knock!
However, this time, Qin Shu was destined to surprise him.
Qin Shu kept knocking for three days without stopping once. Even Si Yan looked shocked.
There were many disciples who wanted to become the disciples of Master Yue Zhi at the beginning, but Master Yue Zhi didn't like any of them. Everyone speculated on what kind of disciple he would accept.
In the past few days, Master Yue Zhi has taken in Master Qin Shu, the precious disciple of Master Lingxu and Master Wan Jian, which has surprised everyone. Even the leader has criticized Master Yue Zhi.
He didn't quite understand at first why Master Yue Zhi insisted on accepting Senior Sister Qin Shu as his disciple.
Until this moment, he understood everything.
In the entire younger generation of the Qi Sect, there is absolutely no one who can swing the hammer for three days without stopping, and there is absolutely no one who can comprehend Yun in three days.
Does this mean that you still need to be tough to make iron?
Yue Zhizhen was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. Although his eyes were closed, the smile on his face became more and more obvious.
Everyone knows that refining weapons is a hard job, but now it is not easy to meet someone who is not afraid of hardship or tiredness, and is extremely self-disciplined.
Let alone Ling Xu, even if Master Wan Jian came in person and put a sword on his neck, he would still accept this disciple!
The Yun on Qin Shu's body became more and more obvious, and even Yue Zhizhen's body began to be affected by her. This was already the fifth day that she started swinging the hammer.
In the quiet night, a tiny starry sky can be seen above the lonely cabin.
The sound of clanking iron came from the cabin, gradually converging into a strange and mysterious rhythm.
"When——"
There was a sudden knocking sound, but no more knocking sound was heard after this sound.
Only then did Yue Zhizhen stand up and walk towards the weapon refining room.
Then he saw Qin Shu holding a hammer handle in her hand and standing there with a confused look on her face.
"What's wrong?" Yue Zhizhen's voice came from behind her.
Qin Shu held up the hammer handle to show him, "It's broken."
Yue Zhiren: "..."
If I had known this, I wouldn't have given him this wooden handle.
"It doesn't matter. After you learn how to refine weapons, you won't have to worry about these things breaking. If anything breaks, you can repair it yourself."
Qin Shu nodded, "Disciple noted it down."
Master Yue took out a black-gold iron hammer from the storage ring. There was a sharp protrusion on one end of the hammer, and it was engraved with complicated patterns.
"In exchange for this one, our sect doesn't have many other weapons, only hammers."
Qin Shu looked at the hammer he handed to her hand, and it looked like a low-key luxury.
She stretched out her hand to catch it, and there was a stream of hot red flames in her hand.
Qin Shu looked up at Master Yue Zhi in surprise, and saw Master Yue Zhi behind his hands, looking at her with a smile, "You can indeed use this red flame hammer."
Qin Shu didn't know the Scarlet Flame Hammer, but she was not a fool. She had traveled all over the country for so many years and had seen many good treasures. She could tell at a glance whether this thing was good or bad.
Before she could say a word of thanks, she heard Master Yue Zhi say again: "You already have your own Yun, but you can't be proud. For a weapon refiner, having your own Yun is the first step."
Qin Shu straightened her expression and nodded seriously, "Yes!"
Master Yue said again: "You have to swing the hammer for five days and take a break."
If nothing else happens, Qin Shu's arm will be swollen tomorrow...
Qin Shu responded, took a body tempering pill in front of Master Yue Zhi, and said: "Master, I'm going to Jianzong to take a bath."
Yue Zhiren had been in seclusion for a long time and still didn't know the function of the Jianzong bathhouse. It wasn't until the next day that Qin Shu appeared in front of him like a normal person...
