The time Lu Xiaotian entered the alchemy path was not much shorter than the time he practiced, and he had experienced countless failures. Naturally, it would not be because of the failure of the two furnaces of elixirs, or the gradually questioning looks from Zhao Qifeng, Xu Suqin, and even Xin Hong. His mind is unstable.
The two failures gave Lu Xiaotian a good understanding of the mist transformed by the Magic Mist Immortal Grass.
After this failure, Lu Xiaotian paused for a shorter time than the first time. After thinking for a while, he started refining the elixir for the third time.
The third alchemy was no longer stagnant. Even though Xinhong, as a true immortal of the Immortal Sect, was well-informed and had seen other alchemy saints making alchemy, he had never seen Lu Xiaotian's speed in alchemy. Refining alchemy here seems to be not much slower than cooking a meal. Normally, it would take a stick of incense for the Alchemy Sage to refine a wisp of immortal plant or other materials, but in Lu Xiaotian's hands, he would often only use one-third or even one-fourth of it to achieve the same effect.
Xinhong hesitated to speak. She originally wanted to remind Lu Xiaotian that haste makes waste, but she saw that Lu Xiaotian was now fully engaged in alchemy.
This time, the Magic Mist Immortal Grass only lost 20% from turning into mist to dissolving into the fiery elixir. By the time it was completely dissolved in the elixir, nearly another ten percent had been lost.
However, more than 70% of the remaining spiritual mist and elixir liquid were combined, which was enough for Lu Xiaotian to pull out three elixirs at the same time.
A strange fragrance coming from the alchemy furnace made Zhao Qifeng, who saw two failures in succession, Xin Hong and others look shocked. Before they could guess for too long, the white jade-like alchemy furnace buzzed, and three pills were released in a row. Flying out, most of the surface of the three elixirs looked like blazing fire, and the tops looked like white mist rising. It seemed that there were moving things inside, not dead things.
"Three elixirs in one furnace, Eastern Taoist friends' attainments in the elixir path are truly astonishing. They are definitely not comparable to ordinary elixir saints." Xinhong praised sincerely.
Zhao Qifeng's doubts were all gone at this time. Judging from how Lu Xiaotian had just refined the elixir, it was probably his first time refining this elixir. The first two batches of elixirs failed one after another, but each failure was different. Although the second batch failed, it was obviously a lot better than the first batch. As for the third batch, the elixir was directly produced. Even if the first two furnaces fail and the third furnace can produce an elixir, this rate of elixir formation has already exceeded that of many alchemy saints.
What's more important is that Zhao Qifeng, Xu Suqin and others can see that Lu Xiaotian is completely distracted when he is refining the elixir, and he is not disturbed by the suspicious looks and other external objects at all. Even though the relationship between the two parties has not eased until now, Zhao Qifeng had to admit in his heart that the silver-haired boy in front of him had indeed extraordinary attainments in the alchemy path. He should not be as simple as an ordinary first-level alchemy saint.
"After refining several furnaces of elixirs in a row, I have to rest for a while, and also summarize the results of the alchemy." After refining the first furnace of elixirs, Lu Xiaotian dispelled the doubts of Zhao Qifeng and others, ignored the looks of several people, and returned to the town on his own. Start practicing in the demon tower.
As for Zhao Qifeng, Xu Suqin and others looked at Lu Xiaotian's state, and it was clear that he was very energetic, and he didn't even look like he was about to rest. It’s just that Lu Xiaotian has now refined the elixir and has enough pride. Moreover, Lu Xiaotian has started refining the elixir three times in a row without stopping. This is not uncommon among many alchemy saints, but it is also uncommon. It is reasonable for Lu Xiaotian to take a rest now.
Entering a state of rest again in the Demon Suppression Tower, Lu Xiaotian continued to refine the Page of Flame Spirit without any delay.
When no other evil creatures appeared, the rest of the matter was simple. Lu Xiaotian practiced for a period of time and refined one or two batches of elixirs, and then rested for a while, still maintaining the frequency of refining three batches of elixirs into one batch. However, the quality of the mist clearing elixir has been improved a lot. In the next batch of three or four elixirs, more than half of the middle-grade elixirs appeared, and even a high-grade Wuqing elixir appeared.
Not to mention Zhao Qifeng and several real immortals, Yunxia and Yunli were also murmuring in their hearts. Seeing that Lu Xiaotian was becoming more and more proficient in alchemy, and the quality of the elixir produced was so high, it was obvious that he still retained considerable strength. , maybe if the opponent fully exerts himself, the rate of elixir formation will be greatly improved.
However, the probability of three furnaces turning into one, calculated as an elixir rate, has exceeded 30%, and in terms of quality, it is also extraordinary and comparable to the elixir saint. If converted into a low-grade elixir, the value would be even greater. Under this situation, even Zhao Qifeng, who had never been too confrontational with Lu Xiaotian, didn't say a word. After all, Lu Xiaotian already has a stable output. If he says anything here, he will be pushed back quickly, and in the end he will be disgraced. In this case, why bother asking for trouble.
Until the three true immortals each had six to seven Wuqing elixirs in their hands, Lu Xiaotian received four, and Yunli and Yunxia each had one in their hands. At this time, the Page of Flame Spirit in Lu Xiaotian's body has been more than half refined. However, it may still take a certain amount of time before the complete refining is completed and the power of the flame spirit runes is activated throughout the body to fully advance to the level of true immortal. Lu Xiaotian himself is not sure about the specifics.
The three true immortals each took a fog clear elixir. Lu Xiaotian did not take the elixir yet. There were three true immortals on the way, so the three of them just followed.
After taking the Wuqing elixir, Xin Hong, Zhao Qifeng, and Xu Suqin hurried on much faster. The thick phantom fog that originally blocked their sight and consciousness now reduced the hindrance to the three true immortals to a considerable extent. Many of the restrictions that were easily triggered, or the dangers that were incurred, were easily avoided.
However, there are always exceptions to everything, and two of them were extremely secretive. Even though the group was careful, they still inevitably fell into them. Encountering a group of wolf-headed terracotta warriors transformed into mist, they formed a large formation and attacked the crowd.
At this time, there were two other true immortals under siege, and they were accompanied by a late-stage immortal alchemy saint. The void was filled with blood, and the other party had a slightly sad look on his face. Two of the unusually tall wolf-headed terracotta warriors each carried an old man with a white beard on their arms, and screamed crazily with the head of a woman whose face was covered in blood.
"They are colleagues from the Big Star You Sect and the Golden Flame Sect." Xin Hong couldn't help but shuddered in his heart when he saw the tragic scene not far away. The four true immortals on the other side were still dead under the wolf-headed terracotta warriors who were fighting in formation. Two people were left behind. Now that the three of them had barged in for no reason, it looked like there was one more person. If they really couldn't break through the restriction here, the end would never be any better.
Swish, swish... Hundreds of mist arrows faintly formed into a wolf's head in the void, biting towards the Alchemy Saint in the late Immortal Stage opposite, a woman in a green dress.
The woman in the green dress turned pale with horror and backed away.
"Friend Chai, Friend Bai, save me!" The woman in the green skirt is not slow, but as an alchemy saint, she is not good at fighting. How can she defeat the wolf's head formed by the fierce arrows on the opposite side.
