As soon as the stove lid was opened, a white elixir gas as thick as smoke suddenly rose up.
Yang Ji took a deep breath, smelling the rich fragrance of elixir, and instantly felt refreshed.
"I wonder what the quality of the elixir is?" His eyes flashed slightly, with some expectation in his heart.
If the elixir can be turned into an elixir, it can be divided into three qualities: low, medium, and high based on the impurities contained in the elixir and the retention of potency.
Although they are all low-grade elixirs, their quality is different and their prices are also very different.
High-quality elixirs contain pure spiritual energy, have fewer impurities, and can be cultivated quickly, so they are more expensive, usually about five hundred spiritual stones per bottle.
On the contrary, the price of lower-quality elixirs is lower, usually about two hundred spirit stones per bottle.
At this moment, the alchemy mist has dissipated, and ten thumb-sized elixirs are lying quietly in the alchemy furnace.
The surface shows the color of white jade, the pieces are round and full, and the quality is of good quality. At first glance, it is a rare good elixir.
Yang Ji smiled slightly and immediately reached out to grab the nine pills and put them into his bag first, leaving one pill for inspection.
He spread his hands and took a look, "The quality of this elixir..."
"The quality of this elixir..." At this moment, Huo Yuan walked in with eyes wide open, staring at the elixir in Yang Ji's hand.
"This is? My alchemy ancestor, this is actually a low-grade elixir of high quality?"
Huo Yuan was so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue. He leaned close to the elixir and took a sharp sniff. His little eyes suddenly bulged, and he yelled like crazy,
"No, no, this color, this rich elixir fragrance, far exceeds the upper and lower grade elixirs. Could this be... the best elixir?"
He raised his head suddenly, his beard raised up, took a deep breath, and questioned in a breathless tone, "Here, you really refined this elixir?"
The elixir was still warm, and the facts were in front of him, but Huoyuan still didn't want to believe it in his heart, and he still responded with a skeptical attitude.
Because this subverted his pride, his cognition, his decades of hard work, and everything about him.
Various emotions burst out in his heart. Huo Yuan's expression was extremely complicated. Looking at Yang Ji at this moment, he looked like an old boy who had been wronged. He wanted to hear that this was not true.
Forehead? Seeing Huoyuan's aggrieved look, Yang Ji coughed dryly and said, "I should have refined it."
Huo Yuan took a deep breath and said with a dejected look on his face: "Is this really your first time making alchemy, little friend?"
"Probably, no." Yang Ji glanced at him and smiled, "Actually, I have been studying alchemy for many years."
"At such an age, he is already a quasi-alchemy master. What a genius." Huo Yuan sighed in frustration, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Looking at Yang Ji in front of him, a trace of pain and struggle flashed in his eyes, and then turned into determination full of hope. He suddenly bent down and bowed, shouting,
"Master, please teach me how to become a peak alchemist."
Um?
This bow really surprised Yang Ji.
He never thought that Huo Yuan, an old antique and a person with high self-esteem, could actually do such a thing and say such a thing in such a blink of an eye.
He really underestimated Huoyuan's persistence and desire for alchemy.
"Master Huoyuan, you don't have to be like this. This kid has only a limited knowledge, how can he teach you?" Yang Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to hold up his hands.
"Master, I'm stupid. I haven't been able to reach the peak alchemy level for decades. Please teach me." Huo Yuan begged in a low voice.
Seeing Huo Yuan's thirst for knowledge, Yang Ji was slightly moved and said, "The road to alchemy is vast and endless. We can discuss it together and make progress together."
"Ah, thank you so much, Master!" After hearing these words, Huo Yuan's face lit up, his beard stood up again, and he quickly bowed and saluted again.
"I can't bear the title of Master. Please stop calling me Master. We share the same ground fire. We can still discuss it when we have time in the future." Yang Ji said.
"It's Master." Huo Yuan nodded excitedly, his old face glowing red.
"..." Yang Ji was helpless. He just wanted to keep a low profile. It seemed that the fire source really didn't want him to keep a low profile.
"Master, you're busy first." Huo Yuan looked at the alchemy furnace next to him, his little eyes rolled around, and he retreated smartly.
Apparently he saw that Yang Ji wanted to continue making alchemy.
"This little old man is very smart, but since he can put down his old figure, why not give him some guidance in the future." Yang Ji turned to look at his thin back and murmured in a low voice.
But at the moment, he didn't have time.
Looking at the elixir in his hand, Yang Ji thought it was a lie if he said he was unhappy.
Such ten pills can be divided into two bottles.
The high-grade and low-grade Linghua Pills refined in the river valley can be sold for five hundred spiritual stones per bottle, so the top-grade Linghua Pill in his hand can be sold for seven or eight hundred spiritual stones at the lowest.
As expected, alchemy is the right path.
However, Yang Ji will not sell them now. With these pills, he can speed up his cultivation.
It is no longer an extravagant hope to reach the tenth level of Qi training within ten years.
When the time came, he entered the sect and obtained the foundation-building method.
If the foundation building is successful, he will transform into a master with a life span of three hundred years, and he will be one step closer to the immortal immortal.
Yang Ji's heart surged when he thought of this.
Then, he looked at the alchemy furnace again.
Refining elixirs cannot stop.
One furnace after another, he kept refining the elixir.
Whenever he hears the sound of alchemy being poured into the furnace, Huoyuan will feel itchy and can't help but cast his gaze inside, really wanting to see that person's alchemy skills.
However, every time he held it back knowingly.
Three days passed quickly, and Yang Ji had already refined all the elixirs in his body into elixirs.
Ten elixirs.
Two copies of Linghua Herb were destroyed, and the rest of the elixir could only be put on hold for the time being.
One part was burned while fusing the liquid medicine.
So Yang Ji only made seven copies.
A total of seventy pills were obtained.
The rate of elixir formation is a terrifying 100%, and the alchemy master's attempts are no more than this.
Yang Ji felt very comfortable.
Then he left the cave, went to Wanbao Tower, and bought ten more elixirs and two Linghua grasses.
He planned to practice more and then practice in seclusion.
When Jin Dafu saw him coming out to buy the elixir, he smiled broadly because he had anticipated such a result.
When Yang Ji returned to the cave, he did not forget to smile and comfort him: "Brother Yang, take your time, there is no rush in refining alchemy. Without more than ten years of hard work, it will be difficult to achieve anything."
"Brother, there are plenty of elixirs here. If you are short of them, come and buy them. If you buy a thousand copies, I will definitely give you a discount."
Yang Ji turned around and smiled at him, but didn't say much.
Back in the cave, Yang Ji used earth fire to refine all twelve elixirs again.
At this moment, he has refined a total of nineteen furnaces of elixirs, and has a total of one hundred and ninety Linghua elixirs in his body.
If calculated based on a bottle of five pills and a bottle of 600 spirit stones, it would be worth more than 20,000 spirit stones.
In just a few days, the resources at hand have doubled, and the alchemist is worthy of being the leader among the hundreds of cultivation arts.
Now that you have the elixir, you can practice with peace of mind.
Yang Ji collected the alchemy furnace and set out to walk outside the stone room.
As soon as they reached the entrance of the cave, Huo Yuan came up to him with a smile on his face and said with a flattering look on his face: "Master, I dug a stone room for you. You can rest here when you are tired from refining alchemy."
Following his gaze, Yang Ji saw a stone house on the left, opposite the stone house at the source of the fire.
The furnishings inside are simple, but the square stone walls are rubbed smooth and shiny, indicating that the fire source has obviously put great care into it.
"Master, those beddings are all new, you can use them with confidence." Huo Yuan said with a smile. At this moment, he really looked like a rat asking for perfume.
Yang Ji understood his intention and smiled: "Thank you very much. If I get tired from refining alchemy in the future, I will rest here."
However, he will not live here at this moment. He will practice in seclusion. It is better to return to his hut.
