The reason is simple. Since entering here, all the communication tokens have become invalid. Even the voice stone that Lin Xiaoyue gave him has no response. Naturally, he is isolated.
It's right to think about it. This place is the core of the entire trial secret realm. Even the powerful monks of Yuxian Sect don't dare to break through, so it can naturally block the transmission of all messages.
They come, the security!
Han Feng's mentality has been adjusted very well. Now that he can practice his skills and have sufficient resources, why not do it.
Moreover, he could take advantage of this opportunity to escape danger, lest he go out as scheduled and be targeted by some ancestors of the descendants of the aristocratic families. Killing two birds with one stone, there is nothing better than this.
Of course, the premise is that he can really improve his strength and finally leave here, otherwise he will not be able to bear it if he is really trapped here for a long time.
At this moment, Han Feng completely calmed down and reviewed the test carefully, looking for errors in order to solve the problem before refining it again.
Only in this way can he waste less ninth-grade medicine.
That big medicine can really be used or missing. Even if there is a medicine garden outside, he would not dare to waste it like this. Who knows how many pills are needed to support the third volume of the Spirit Refining Diamond Technique.
Before I knew it, more than half a month had passed.
Through various thoughts, Han Feng came up with ideas to solve the remaining problems in the process of refining the ninth-grade elixir, and finally got a lot of answers. He felt that he could give it another try.
Holding the magic formula in hand, he opened the furnace again and began to refine the ninth-grade elixir.
This time, he added a few more eighth-grade spiritual materials, all of which could enhance firepower, because after repeated analysis and demonstration, he found that the lotus form of the ninth-grade elixir could be maintained for too short a time, mainly due to the lack of firepower. caused.
The power of the three-color fire was just like that and could not be improved, so he could only rely on the inner power of the spiritual material.
Han Feng skillfully adjusted the three-color fire to the best state with a slight turn. The flame energy of each color was moderate, and the various spiritual materials placed in the alchemy furnace were quickly calcined into liquid.
The crystal light between Han Feng's brows shone, and billowing soul power spurted out, attaching to the spiritual materials, stirring the liquid medicine like a big spoon, allowing them to fully fuse, heat evenly, and quickly separate the impurities, and wisps of green smoke curled out. Sheng, disappeared without a trace.
After a while, all the impurities in the medicinal liquid were removed, and it emitted a blazing light, colorful, and overflowing with fragrance, which was intoxicating.
Han Feng's face became more cautious, and he carefully controlled the shape of the liquid in the alchemy furnace, gradually condensing into the shape of a lotus flower, and began to spin, absorbing the three-color firepower.
Sure enough, this time the lotus shape lasted longer than the last time. When its color gradually became darker, Han Feng began to change his technique and controlled the lotus to shrink inward, as if to give birth to a fruit.
At this moment, cracks appeared in the liquid lotus with a popping sound, and then expanded rapidly, catching Han Feng off guard. It collapsed in an instant, without even giving him a chance to save it.
Han Feng was a little dumbfounded, watching helplessly as the pool of medicinal liquid disappeared into the flames, and the smoke rose up and turned into nothing.
He removed the magic formula, let the three-color fire return to the ground, closed the ground cover, and fell into deep thought.
"Could it be that I added too many spiritual materials to enhance the firepower? That caused the lotus to be unable to balance when it contracted and cracked?" Han Feng reviewed the situation for a long time and finally came to such a conclusion. He secretly muttered in his heart, obviously a little bit. uncertain.
It is indeed impossible to determine. This quantity is difficult to grasp. Only through continuous experiments can it be possible to find the best combination. This requires a bit of luck.
However, in the field of alchemy, the existence of luck has never been ruled out. Two alchemists of the same level, using the same spiritual materials and refining the exact same elixir, sometimes one will succeed and the other will fail. situation arises. This phenomenon is not uncommon. After all, after all kinds of spiritual materials are combined together, there are too many changes. If there is a slightly different action, everything will be lost.
Han Feng felt slightly better when he thought about it.
He calmed down, thought about it carefully for several days, analyzed it carefully, removed one of the spiritual materials that enhanced firepower, and readjusted the recipe.
In fact, when any elixir recipe is given to the alchemy master, they will slightly adjust the elixir recipe and add or remove some spiritual materials based on the actual alchemy conditions.
Of course, the main configuration method will not change, otherwise it will be a new prescription.
Unknowingly, Han Feng had become a master of alchemy, which he himself did not realize.
At this moment, he was still immersed in how to refine the ninth-grade elixir Muyang Dan, and he had no time to pay attention to these details.
As the name suggests, Muyang Pill must be a powerful thing that can greatly enhance the monk's vitality.
In this Talisman Pill Transformation Method, it is the highest-grade elixir. There is no record of elixirs above the tenth grade. For some reason, maybe Han Feng felt that before he successfully refined the ninth-grade elixir, He is not yet qualified to contact higher level Danfang.
Han Feng opened the furnace again and took out a large number of various spiritual materials. There were all kinds of flowers, plants and trees, which were overwhelming. Under the guidance of his magic formula, all the spiritual materials entered the alchemy furnace in an orderly manner, letting the three-color fire burn and roast them. After a while, it all turned into a fluid, rising and falling, with green smoke curling up, removing impurities and purifying the medicinal power.
The first section was extremely smooth and smooth sailing, and soon we reached the stage of condensing the lotus shape.
Han Feng held the magic formula tightly in his hand and controlled the shining liquid to slowly rise, gradually changing into the shape of an exquisite lotus flower, exuding a fragrant fragrance that made people feel relaxed and happy.
His hands remained motionless, maintaining this form, allowing the lotus-shaped liquid to absorb the energy of the three-color fire. Unfortunately, in just three breaths, the lotus withered on its own, collapsed, and turned into a puddle again. The black liquid liquid turned into thick smoke in the blink of an eye and disappeared without a trace.
Han Feng's face was gloomy. As soon as he saw this state, he knew that he had made the wrong decision. Instead of having more spiritual materials to enhance firepower, he had less.
He decided to adjust back to the previous plan and add an eighth-grade spiritual material on top of it. He had no other better option but to become a living doctor.
However, when he tried for the fourth time, the lotus shape formed by the liquid collapsed again, and even disintegrated faster than the previous three times.
He was a little puzzled and puzzled. Could it be that the second recipe was the best? It's just that there are problems in other aspects, not that the spiritual materials that enhance firepower are defective.
