My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 349 Yin Nanxing's Devil
A box of twelve medium-grade fire-type spirit stones is worth four thousand spirit stones.

Three in bulk, at least one thousand and one hundred spirit stones.

Brother Jiang, a third-level disciple of Foundation Establishment, has an annual salary of about seven hundred spirit stones.

As a fire cultivator, he also has a medium-grade fire spirit stone, which he bought after spending two years of savings.Only use it once in a while when alchemy is running out of mana.Now there is still a small half of the spirit stone left, and he has been keeping it carefully, treating it like a treasure.

And now, there are three in front of them!

What do you need to pay?It was just a little accident when a Qi training disciple was refining alchemy.

Do you still hesitate?

It's done!

……

In the huge stone room, countless streams of blue smoke rose, filled with the unique fragrance of medicinal pills.

Yang Zhen sat beside the alchemy stove, staring at the liquid medicine with all her attention, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

From time to time, a Dan Jue was shot out, and when it touched a certain place in the liquid medicine, it would either stir up a circle of bubbles, or bounce off a layer of black ash, which would turn into gray smoke and float away.

Fire control does not simply refer to controlling the size of the fire.In fact, for starters, the flame temperature is usually constant.Manipulating flames is sometimes strong and sometimes weak. For alchemy apprentices at this stage, the requirements are a bit too high.

What they need to do is to be familiar with the changing process of the medicinal liquid during the flame roasting, to place the pill in the right place at the right time, to control the direction of the medicinal liquid, to gradually calm, purify, and condense it.

Yang Zhen is like an experienced baker. During his skillful kneading, the medicinal liquid is like dough, which is constantly mixed and gradually soft.

He became more and more immersed in it, he didn't care about everything around him, and entered a state of complete ecstasy.

Suddenly, the fire trembled, and under his unbelievable eyes, it quickly turned blue!
The temperature of the flame rose by two to three thousand degrees in an instant!
The medicinal liquid made a sizzling sound, followed by a burnt smell.

Oops!Yang Zhen yelled inwardly that it's not good, she can't turn off the ground fire at this time, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted!

He could only lower the flame slightly, and at the same time cast out a water-based spell, forming a water vapor barrier under the alchemy furnace to curb the rapidly rising furnace temperature.

In the collision of water and fire, the magic power in the body instantly leaked out as if a hole had been broken.

His face was ashen, and he shouted in his mouth: "Secretary, Secretary!"

A yellow-clothed disciple came over, with a bad expression on his face, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Just as Yang Zhen wanted to speak, she found that the fire had returned to its original dark red color.

"My flame is unstable, it turned blue just now." He still pointed to his own fire and said.

The secretary came to the front of his alchemy furnace, sniffed it with the tip of his nose: "Is the medicine burnt?"

"Well, part of it was burned." Yang Zhen replied.

The secretary smiled, and a trace of disdain flashed at the corner of his mouth: "This junior is good at alchemy, don't play tricks."

"I didn't play tricks." Yang Zhen was a little angry: "It is indeed a problem with the ground fire."

"Presumptuous!" Secretary Secretary sternly said, "I have seen many people who make excuses like you."

"If you keep talking, cancel your grades and get out!"

……

Yang Zhen had no choice but to sit down and continue alchemy.

After the accident just now, the liquid medicine was not only smaller than normal, but also had a lot of 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, he didn't dare to delay any longer, he played out the pills one by one, hitting the impurities continuously, turning them into green smoke and taking them away.

With the removal of impurities, the medicinal liquid became clear again, and was gradually refined into a paste under high-temperature baking.

The last step, Cheng Dan.

For the relatively simple pills like Huiqi Pill, Cheng Dan doesn't need to borrow spiritual consciousness, and can wrap the medicinal liquid by relying on the Dan Jue.
Then extract it into several small portions.

How many copies are taken out determines the number of pills.

It's a pity that the liquid medicine in front of me is [-]% less than normal!
Yang Zhen didn't care about regrets, and typed out several pill formulas, and carefully divided the liquid medicine into eight parts.

There can be no more, otherwise the quality of the elixir will be reduced.

Under the command of Cheng Dan's technique, the eight medicinal liquids continued to concentrate, and slowly turned into eight snow-white pills.

……

"time up!"

Brother Jiang appeared in the stone room again, announcing the end of this alchemy.

Everyone, regardless of whether they have completed alchemy or not, must stop what they are doing and stand up.

Five yellow-clothed disciples came in front of the crowd, and began to collect the pills refined by each of them one by one, stamped them with a seal, and recorded their names.

Soon, nearly a hundred jade bottles containing Huiqi Pills were handed over to Senior Brother Jiang.

A group of students continued to sit in their seats, waiting for the results to be announced on the spot.

Brother Jiang casually took a jade bottle and opened it, poured it on the jade plate in front of him, glanced at it, and said in his mouth:

"Eleven Chengdans, six high-grade ones, four middle-grade ones."

As for the remaining low-grade one, it is usually not reported.

Next to him, a white-clothed disciple who was also dressed like him nodded and sang: "Six top grades, four middle grades, no mistake!"

The jade bottle was sent to the next yellow-clothed disciple, who took the record in his hand and shouted at the same time:
"Shen Luo, six top grades, four middle grades."

A lament came from the hall, and a teenager covered his face in pain.

These re-examinations basically passed the initial examination, but they did not achieve excellence.The boy's achievement means that his hopes have once again failed.

One jade bottle after another was opened, and the results were sung one after another.

Occasionally, cheers came from the students' seats.

"Dai Miaoying, there are ten pills, eight of which are high-grade and two of which are middle-grade."

"Okay! I passed." The round-faced girl clenched her fists excitedly, receiving envious looks.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Zhen's mouth, feeling happy for her friend.

Soon, his results came out.

"Yang Zhen, there are eight Chengdan pills, and eight top-rank pills."

"Oh!" "What a pity!"

A few sighs came from the crowd, if there are ten pills, eight of them are top-grade, which means they are excellent.It is a pity that this student has reached the standard for the more difficult top-rank, but the number of Chengdan is two less.

A yellow-clothed disciple, whom Yang Zhen recognized at a glance, was the clerk who spoke to him just now, 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 white-clothed disciple also followed the secretary's finger and turned his gaze to him.

Hope suddenly rose in his heart.

Seeing a trace of displeasure on Senior Brother Jiang's face, he scolded the secretary in a low voice:
"If everyone is doing favoritism, what's the point of the assessment!"

The hope in Yang Zhen's heart was shattered.

……

Yang Zhen took a blue token from the disciple in yellow, with the word "Dantu" engraved on the front.

In addition, the record of "Dantu" was added to his token.

This shows that from today onwards, he has officially stepped into the alchemy path and has become a lowest-level alchemy apprentice.

If it were in the past, this would be considered a small progress on the road to cultivating immortals, and it is worth celebrating.

However, this is not what he wants today.That excellent result, and the accompanying qualification for the selection competition of the Alchemy Academy in early May, have no chance for him.

Hey, it can only be blamed on bad luck, a good flame can go wrong.

Moreover, I was too conceited, and actually chose to take the exam on the last day. Fortunately, I didn't even have the chance to retake the exam.

He sighed softly, but he was not too depressed.Although not qualified, this is not the only way to enter the Alchemy Academy, it's just that other ways are more difficult.

If it is difficult to walk, it will be difficult to walk, so what?Yang Zhen clenched her fist tightly, fighting spirit ignited in her chest.

A familiar figure passed by him.

"Senior Sister Dai, congratulations." Yang Zhen cupped her hands and smiled.

Dai Miaoying smiled like a flower, happily thanked Yang Zhen, and comforted her a few more words.

While talking, 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 what she saw was Yin Nanxing's face that he hated.

Thinking of the family's order, the little girl managed to keep her smile, and returned a gift to the other party.

"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 don't know how the result is?"

"With Junior Brother Yang's ability to coax even monster monkeys, it must be a mere Dankao, right?"

"I don't know how many are Cheng Dan, how many are top grade? Haha!"

Yang Zhen's eyes gradually narrowed. If he thought it was just a coincidence at the beginning, at the last sentence, he was convinced that the other party came to humiliate him!
How would he know that I did not do well in the exam, could it be——

There's something wrong with my flame, is it this guy's fault?
Otherwise, hundreds of people would have problems with their own flames!
How can there be so many coincidences in this world!
"You did it?" Yang Zhen gritted her teeth and asked.

"Hahaha!" Yin Nanxing raised his head and laughed loudly: "Junior brother Yang, I don't understand what you said!"

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?"

"Just because you, a mountain boy from the border county, also want to enter my alchemy academy to learn alchemy, dreaming!"

Yang Zhen clenched her fist slowly, as if like an iron ball, ready to hit the opponent hard at any moment!

"What, want to fight? Come on!" Yin Nanxing continued to provoke.

Yang Zhen loosened her fist suddenly, and smiled brightly:
"Senior brother Yin, I'm actually not very good at alchemy—"

"It's good to know!" Yin Nanxing said triumphantly.

"Brother, I'm only good at breaking people's thighs. I don't know if Brother Yin's broken leg has healed in the past few days?"

Yin Nanxing's face flushed immediately, 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 laughing.

Yin Nanxing's complexion changed.

According to his original arrangement, after the end of the Langshan Secret Realm, it was time to attack the Foundation Establishment.

However, after returning to the sect this time, he felt uneasy during several practice sessions, and one thought after another flashed in his mind, especially some scenes of the trip to Langshan, which kept reappearing in front of his eyes——

The thigh was broken in the fight...

He vomited blood from the corner of his mouth when falling from a high altitude...

Before Feng Changqing died tragically...

Being ridiculed in public before the teleportation...

Finally, in the hall of the Zongmen's residence, someone forced him to make an oath to the heart demon.

Heart demon!

He finally understood that he had a demon in his heart.

And all these things that make him feel uneasy are all because of one person——

Yang Zhen!

Demons are difficult to overcome, but not completely invincible.

The key lies in the person who made you promise your demons, and the related matter.

If the other party is an insignificant little person.For example, you swear to a mortal farmer with a demon—

If you tell me how to take the road ahead, I will give you a gold coin.

As a result, someone 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 walked away.

This incident will plant demons in you, but because the incident is so small and the other party is not an important person, you may completely forget about it yourself.

Such demons will cause little interference to oneself, and most of the time they don't even constitute interference.

Therefore, Yin Nanxing thought over and over again, if he wanted to overcome his inner demons, the best way was to humiliate Yang Zhen, make him lose face, let him suffer repeated setbacks, and let him bow his knees at his feet.

Only in this way can my thoughts be clear, and the influence of this demon can be reduced.

At least, it will no longer interfere with my advancement to Foundation Establishment.

That's why today he found out that Yang Zhen would rather spend thousands of spirit stones on her own to make the other party fail when she took the alchemy exam.

He wants to hit the opponent again and again to rebuild his confidence and overcome his inner demons.

however--

Yang Zhen brought up the past of breaking his leg again, and he was once again humiliated in front of the other party.

Moreover, the other party has already guessed the reason why he did so.

This made what he did today a complete joke.

……

Yang Zhen didn't get entangled with Yin Nanxing any more, she laughed, cupped her hands, and left on her own.

"Wait for me!" Dai Miaoying chased after him and walked towards the boat yard with him.

Yin Nanxing stood there blankly, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, as if he wanted to choose someone to kill.

　Thanks to old friends for not slapping their faces and uncomfortable drivers for their monthly tickets and recommendation tickets for their support!Thanks radish!
　　PS: I have to write a new plot tomorrow, so there is only one chapter today, which is only four thousand words, which is a pity!
　　
　
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