Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 51 The Vanishing Mana

In the Spiritual Medicine Garden, Wang Chong's hut, he was seen sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, all the restrictions around him were opened, and his consciousness had already sunk into the five spirit space.

I saw that in the Fire Spiritual Realm, there was a tripod-shaped alchemy furnace with three feet and two ears squatting. Under the alchemy furnace, three big fireballs were silently burning, and the blazing flames continued to burn the furnace. The bottom of the cauldron was bright red, and above the cauldron cover, there were several small holes with blue smoke rising from the holes.

"puff!"

A clear sound suddenly sounded from inside the pill stove, followed by a sigh coming from behind the pill stove, and Wang Chong was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a helpless expression on his face.

"It failed again. I clearly followed what Dan Fang said. How could I fail?" I murmured softly, got up and opened the lid of the cauldron, only to see a sticky and burnt thing on the bottom of the cauldron, exuding Scorching foul-smelling temperatures.

Clean up the charred "elixir" and throw it on the fireball at the bottom of the furnace, and it will be burnt into nothingness immediately, and no trace can be found anymore.

After cleaning the inside of the alchemy furnace, he began to follow the instructions on the alchemy recipe, throwing the spiritual herbs prepared in advance into the alchemy furnace one by one, while controlling the fire, he also paid attention to the changes in the alchemy furnace.

As soon as the spirit grass entered the alchemy furnace, it was immediately roasted by the blazing high temperature into a sticky paste-like thing, and some speckled things volatilized out, which were impurities contained in the spirit grass.

As more spirit herbs were thrown in, a faint scent of medicine soon permeated the air. When the last spirit medicine was put into the pill furnace, Wang Chong immediately put the lid on the cauldron, and then sat cross-legged. , allocate a small part of consciousness to control the fire, and put most of the energy in the pill furnace.

Different concoctions were mixed with each other. Originally, the temperature in the furnace was too high, but it seemed to have reached a certain balance after the concoctions were mixed. The viscous concoctions began to gather and fuse together, and the color began to prove this. Changes, accompanied by a faint medicinal fragrance emanating from the small hole in the cauldron.

But this is only the first step, the fusion of different medicines is the key!
Wang Chong's spiritual consciousness paid close attention to the changes in the pill furnace. As time went by, some medicinal powers began to repel and could not be integrated. With the experience of many failures before, Wang Chong had already made preparations. He opened the lid of the cauldron, grabbed a piece of spiritual grass beside him and threw it in.

The freshly thrown spirit grass was immediately roasted at high temperature to form a ball of concoction, which was sprinkled on the mushy pill that was faintly repulsive. Soon, the tendency of repulsion disappeared immediately, and the medicinal power began to fuse again.

"It's useful!" Wang Chong was overjoyed when he saw this, but the smile froze on his face in a flash. At the moment when his mood fluctuated, there was a slight mistake in his consciousness, and the unformed pill The medicine ran out again.

"It's too careless, how can you take it lightly at a critical moment." Wang Chong patted his forehead with some annoyance, and then got up to clean the alchemy furnace again.

……

In the blink of an eye, it took nearly half a month. At this time, Wang Chong was paying attention to the changes in the alchemy furnace. He would open the lid of the cauldron every once in a while and add a elixir. Feel.

The fire under the pill furnace burned more and more vigorously, and bursts of medicinal fragrance permeated from the small hole on the cauldron cover. This time it smelled closer to medicinal pills than before, but Wang Chong's face was not only full of joy, but even more Seriously, his hands suddenly pinched the formula in front of him.

"Pfft!" There was a soft, inaudible sound, but the disappointment on Wang Chong's face flashed, followed by a burnt smell.

"Failed again." He took a deep breath, and then let it out lightly. He had failed countless times, but none of them succeeded.

This kind of failure is the most frightening, because it makes people confused about their direction. They don't know whether they will continue to fail if they continue to do so. There is no hope at all. At the same time, it is also eroding Wang Chong's self-confidence little by little.

I saw that he cleaned up the alchemy furnace as usual, and then took out a jade slip, poked his spiritual sense into it, and read such a sentence carefully.

"Alchemy is a time-consuming and labor-intensive thing, especially for beginners. Failure is a common thing. Don't give up. Even if you just make a waste order like a defective pill, that is a huge improvement..."

I don't know who left this sentence. Apparently, the person who left this sentence seems to have refined a defective pill, and he is constantly encouraging himself. Wang Chong will often look at this sentence and feel it. The mood of that person at that time.

Although he didn't refine the elixir, his mood at this time is absolutely the same as that person's. In this lonely space, there is no movement except for a little sound from the elixir furnace. After a long time, he will also feel helpless.

Putting away the jade slips, his somewhat numb eyes were full of agility again. He glanced at the few medicinal herbs growing on the ground. Wang Chong poured out the storage bag at his waist. appear in front of your eyes.

Bundles of spiritual grass exuded faint spiritual pressure, full of spiritual energy. He sorted these medicinal materials, untied them, put them aside, and then started a new round of alchemy again.

Time flies, and a month has passed. During this month, Wang Chong didn't know how much medicinal material was consumed. After continuous practice and self-exploration, the pill in the pill furnace finally began to take shape, but before it could be completely condensed But failed one by one.

With a sound of "poof", Wang Chong stopped the formula in his hand and got up to clean up the burnt inside the alchemy furnace. However, when he opened the lid of the cauldron, his expression froze, and a trace of bewilderment suddenly appeared on his numb face. It was an unbelievable surprise.

In the furnace, there were things that looked like pills exuding a burnt smell, but in the center, two things of different sizes firmly locked his gaze.

"It's a pill!" Wang Chong muttered to himself, and the joy spread on his face little by little.

Hastily took out the two pills, only to see that one was the size of a thumb, while the other was only as big as a soybean, and there were spots of black stains on the surface, pits and pits, one could tell it was a defective pill, and it was still The worst kind.

But Wang Chong doesn't care about these things, this is his first alchemy, and it's right if he is a second-grade alchemy, at least it shows that his direction is right.

Carefully putting away the two pills, Wang Chong immediately sat cross-legged to analyze the difference between the alchemy process just now and before and after. At the same time, he took out the alchemy experience given to him by Du Hu, and compared them with each other to accumulate experience.

After about a stick of incense, when he opened his eyes again, a flash appeared on his face, and there was more confidence in his eyes.

Get up and put the herbs into the alchemy furnace one by one again, the skillful movements are natural, just like a master of alchemy, there is no extra movement, it is just such a simple thing as putting the herbs into the alchemy furnace one by one , Under his hands, it has also become more ornamental.

Afterwards, he began to add a herbal medicine every once in a while. After the last herbal medicine was blended into it, a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out, but the medicinal fragrance was very messy. After getting to know each other for a month, Wang Chong knew what medicines were in it as soon as he smelled them.

With the passage of time, the medicinal fragrance became more and more pure, closer to the Danxiang. Wang Chong enjoyed this process very much, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest. Success or failure seemed to be condensed in this furnace of Dan. Inside the medicine.

It took several days in the blink of an eye, and there was no longer any green smoke coming out of the cauldron, but at this time, there was a faint fragrance lingering around, and the flame under the pill furnace had also been removed, with only a little residual heat, and the king Chong waited nervously beside the alchemy stove.

The furnace of the pill was beyond his expectation, and it was not burnt. He didn't feel relieved until after the pill was made, and then the excitement filled his face again.

Don't open the furnace to take the pill immediately after the pill is completed, it will not end until the pill absorbs the medicinal power permeating the furnace, this is also introduced in the jade slip, and he has seen similar content before, even if he is anxious , can only wait.

Just when he was a little impatient, a strong medicinal fragrance suddenly erupted from the hole in the cauldron cover. Wang Chong was not surprised but pleased when he saw this.
Quickly opened the lid of the tripod, and a layer of dense air rushed towards his face immediately. Wang Chong felt relieved all over his body. When he took a look at the situation in the furnace, he almost howled with excitement.

Pills the size of pearls were neatly placed in the furnace, there were about twenty of them, they were bright in color and smooth in appearance, there was not a single defective pill, all of them were of the highest quality!
For the first real success, the alchemy rate was actually [-]%. Wang Chong couldn't believe it. Could this be the legendary talent?
But when he thought of the medicinal materials wasted in the past month, Wang Chong's excitement dropped a lot. With a glance, the medicinal materials on the ground might be used up after three more refinements. Monthly savings!

"No matter what, I finally don't need to take inferior pills from now on...Inferior pills, bad!"

His face suddenly changed. At the same time as he was thinking of inferior pills just now, Wang Chong realized that he had been busy making alchemy, but forgot to deliver the medicinal materials to the alchemy room. Even harder to look at.

"It's almost five days overdue!"

Without any hesitation, Wang Chong hurriedly left the Five Spirits Space, not even having time to collect the alchemy furnace.

When he regained his consciousness, he immediately felt a sense of emptiness all over his body, and his face darkened after a sweep of his consciousness. Could it be that the leak in the house coincided with the continuous night rain?
In his dantian, the mana has dried up at some point, the mana in the meridian is like a thin thread, and the mana that was thick and full before disappeared without being consumed!
Regardless of the amount, Wang Chong patted the storage bag, took out a bottle of elixir, and immediately poured it into his mouth and chewed it. Regardless of whether it was chewed or not, he swallowed it with a movement of his throat, and pinched the formula with both hands. Refining started.

Compared to sending herbs, the mysteriously disappearing mana is what he cares most about right now.

(End of this chapter)