I grab red envelopes with the gods

Chapter 301 The Weirdest Alchemy
Baili Yanchen was angry and laughed strangely in his heart, so what if the proportions were accurate, Yang Feng was so reckless, obviously he didn't know how to make alchemy at all.Baili Yanchen sneered softly: "If he can practice a pill, I will climb up and roll down without using spiritual power."

The old man with scissors moved his eyelids and glanced at Baili Yanchen.

Yang Feng looked at the contents of the alchemy furnace, rubbed his hands together, and looked at the old man with scissors.

"What else do you need?" asked the old man with scissors.

Even Yang Feng coughed a little embarrassedly at this moment, and asked: "Ahem, senior, what should we do next?"

Countless people who were expecting at the scene were heartbroken. Hearing the old man scissors' evaluation of Yang Feng, he felt a little bit of anticipation, thinking that Yang Feng had some special ability.

It turned out to be just a silver gun wax head!

These elders all shook their heads, being able to see the elders give advice, even they could benefit a lot.It's a pity that as an old man, I'm afraid I don't want to see them at all, let alone Yang Feng, a boy with no foundation.

"Of course it is to refine the spirit grass, disperse your strength, guide the spirit medicine, and let the spirit medicine learn to exercise itself!" Everyone could hear what the old scissors said, but Yang Feng heard more things in his mind.

This is a very long formula.

Yang Feng glanced at the old man, and he didn't know what was hidden in his wise eyes.

"Forget it, let's try." Yang Feng began to refine all the elixir at once with the refining formula, and his spirit was completely integrated into the pill furnace at this moment. Anyway, as long as he saw the old man, at this time He is definitely the safest.

"He actually wants to refine nearly a hundred elixir at once. He thinks how strong he is. I'm afraid he is consuming [-] times as much spiritual power now as usual. I'm afraid that even a complete elixir will not be refined by then. Come out, the spiritual power has been wasted." Baili Yanchen and the ordinary disciples of the alchemy sect who were watching beside him explained that even the masters came little by little when refining alchemy, otherwise they would be wasted and sized up for nothing because of poor control spiritual power.

Yang Feng couldn't hear the sound of the outside world, and his mind was completely placed in the alchemy furnace.He didn't waste his spiritual power, on the contrary, he didn't consume much spiritual power.

Those elixirs showed no signs of being refined by him, but began to turn from decline to prosperity.

Some of the elixir that had been dried up due to being picked for too long, even began to plump up again at this moment, and the gray leaves turned green, as if water could drip from their hands.

The black and yellow petals turned blood red, as if they had just been stained with fairy blood.

Everyone present also focused their spirits on Yang Feng's side, and naturally noticed the changes in the alchemy furnace.Baili Yanchen suddenly had an ominous premonition, he seemed to have seen such a situation recorded in some ancient books about alchemy.

The great elder's breathing became extremely fast, and he held a piece of jade pendant in his hand, which was used to notify the suzerain.He was deciding whether to inform the suzerain to leave the mountain.

An elder next to him noticed the expression on the elder's face and asked, "Elder, what do you think of his refinement? Why does this elixir become more vigorous as it is refined and upgraded?"

The Great Elder fixed his eyes on the alchemy furnace, and said word by word: "Refining medicine! Alchemy! Refining spirit!"

"Three realms of alchemy?" None of the people present were ordinary people, and when the Great Elder reminded them, they all thought of something.

The Great Elder continued: "There are three realms of alchemy. Most people can only be regarded as alchemists. They just use the experience of their predecessors to refine elixir. This kind of elixir is inferior after all. Most of us can only do it." It can be regarded as the realm of refining medicine."

"As for alchemy, alchemists have been able to refine elixirs at will. The amount of elixir, the amount, and the method of refining can all be chosen by themselves."

"The third realm of spiritual refining, the inheritance has been cut off long ago, and there is only one sentence left in the classics of the Danzong: Someone once demonstrated it to the suzerain of the Danzong of a certain generation. Eternal grudge!"

Everyone was shocked, even Danzong only had such a sentence, how did Yang Feng use it?

When they focused their attention on Yang Feng again, they found that everything in the pill furnace had changed again.All the elixir, except for a ball of rootless water, Baicao cream, and the core of this prescription, the blood rock crystal, are all so delicate and plump to the extreme, that they explode into the most quintessential strands with a sudden smile. Medicine Reiki.

Yang Feng was blinded again, and looked at the old man with scissors.

"Ningdan!" The scissors old man smiled gently, and the other side of the formula also appeared in Yang Feng's heart.

"it is good!"

Yang Feng didn't understand what the three realms of alchemy were, and he didn't understand how alchemy should come about. He could only rely on the formulas given by the old man of scissors and his own guesses about the several processes of alchemy to proceed.

The hand shot was shot into the alchemy furnace, and the alchemy formulas were successively used one after another.

The medicinal aura was entangled together, and merged without hindrance, wrapping the remaining Rootless Water, Baicao Cream, and Blood Rock Crystal together.

Two words spit out from the mouth of the scissors old man: "Sure enough!"

"Ning!" Yang Feng shouted sharply, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

His spiritual power is not enough.

In the alchemy furnace, there was only a mass of medicine spirit energy and the most central thing left, and the medicine spirit energy condensed and turned into a solid.

The whole is the size of an egg, or a large egg.

Snapped!
The eggshell appears to be broken.

A sliver of green shoots protruded from the crack.

Plant beans into trees.

Instantly!

The green shoot grew up in an instant and turned into a tree in the alchemy furnace!

A living tree!

Today, the Great Elder and the others suddenly felt that they were really short-sighted and had never seen the world.

This tree is about to grow a pill furnace, and everyone has a feeling that as long as it grows, another miracle may appear.

"You don't have enough spiritual power!" The old scissors man squeezed the formula with one hand, and moved towards a small ball at the root of the tree, and the little book abruptly swelled again.

A pill furnace has grown!
Yang Feng suddenly discovered that the tree had started another change.

With a pop, the tree, like the spirit herbs at the beginning, turned into medicinal spirit energy and condensed together.

Five crystal clear Concentrating Pills float quietly in the pill furnace.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that Yang Feng's alchemy was so miraculous and mysterious.

"Strange, why are you looking at me like this?" Yang Feng had just used up all his spiritual power, and was stared at by the elders and the others like tigers and wolves.

Very scared!

"You elixir." The elder's voice was a little trembling, not because of anything else, it was completely excited.

"What's the matter? Don't you refine every day? Is there any problem?" Yang Feng asked suspiciously.

Everyone's faces couldn't lift up...

What about refining every day?
Can't catch up with this time!

(End of this chapter)