Grab a red envelope in heaven

Chapter 81 Alchemy
"Tell the master that the mistress led two strangers into the cemetery today." A person hidden in the darkness replied.

The man sitting cross-legged frowned, showing no trace.

"Go and check."

The voice just fell.

You can see a dark part of the room wriggling slightly.

Then the room fell silent again.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofeng was not idle either.

He looked at the ginseng whisker in his hand.

Eyes flickering.

He set the roots aside.

Opening the door, he said to the maid outside the door: "Go and get me a tripod, I need a three-legged tripod, thank you."

The maid was just about to speak.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofeng closed the door.

"Ding? It's not going to make gunpowder and blow up the whole Anjia, right?" the maid muttered as she walked.

Zhang Xiaofeng in the house naturally didn't know about this.

At this time, he was putting all his attention on the ginseng in front of him.

"Bang bang bang." There was a soft knock on the door.

Zhang Xiaofeng suddenly came back to his senses.

Then he hurried to open the door.

Outside the door, the maid was holding a light red ancient tripod the size of an incense burner, with a curious expression on her face.

Zhang Xiaofeng smiled kindly at her.

Then he quickly snatched the cauldron from the hand of the maid, and then closed the door with a bang.

"." The maid looked at the door speechlessly.

Really, if it weren't for An's family's rules, he would really be ready to kill someone.

Zhang Xiaofeng in the room was also helpless.

In normal times, he would at least strike up a conversation.

But the reason why he was so anxious today.

that's because
He wants to practice alchemy.

He remembered that it was recorded in the Immortal Law that in the ancient Huaxia Kingdom, the Yellow Emperor could refine a few beads of medicinal materials with just a few hands.

Later, in the battle between gods and demons, the three realms were broken, and all human civilization was wiped out, and alchemy was gradually lost.

Zhang Xiaofeng checked the old man's body.

One word, imaginary.

The wound was infected, he was sick from overwork, and the old man's body was like a medicine jar.

These medicinal properties are not fully absorbed.

In the ancient language, medicine is three-point poisonous, so these unabsorbed medicines became the most poisonous in the old man's body.

It erodes the old man's dilapidated body all the time.

And there are cancer cells that are spreading.

Even worse.

So Zhang Xiaofeng decided to give it a go.

According to the method in the fairy law --- alchemy.

Reproduce the ancient alchemy!
It was getting late now.

Zhang Xiaofeng was full of energy.

He carefully recalled the records of alchemy steps in the immortal method.

Then he took a deep breath.

Tonight, he, Zhang Xiaofeng, will reproduce the ancient alchemy technique.

He was standing by the table, thinking back and forth in his mind about all the records about this kind of elixir in the immortal law.

There are a total of 140 two kinds of unilateral prescriptions recorded in the fairy method.

But this time he wants to refine.

It is Guixu Pill.

Consolidate the foundation and cultivate the yuan.

Zhang Xiaofeng carefully placed the medicinal materials exchanged from the Tianting group on the table.

Then he put the cauldron on the table again.

Glancing at the clock.

It's already eleven o'clock.

He shook his head, suppressing all the distracting thoughts in his mind.

Then, he took out a few golden-colored grasses.

This is what he exchanged with merit, which is very cheap.

This kind of grass is called fire grass, and it can only be used as a fire starter for alchemy, and its function itself is very limited.

And in the Heavenly Court, when all the immortals stretched out their hands, the immortal power surged,
The idle fire is burning blazingly.

What's more, alchemy is made by borrowing foreign fire.

For example, the Sanwei Zhenhuo of Taishang Laojun evolved from the kindling of Sanwei Zhenhuo.

And with fires of different qualities, the qualities of the elixir refined are naturally also different.

And the pill refined by Fanhuo.

The quality can be called the worst.

Even the beasts with a little spirituality in the heavenly court will not eat them.

But also not.

If you really reach the point where you overlook the third session.

Even if it is Fan Huo, it must be a fine product.

Zhang Xiaofeng lit the golden grass.

Then put it into the cauldron.

Between moments.

The blazing flame is burning.

He took a deep breath.

Then a portion of evergreen grass was thrown into the cauldron.

Then he shouted loudly: "Calcination."

A surprising scene happened.

I saw that the flames that had been coming rapidly had actually weakened.

So much so that the evergreen grass in the cauldron was not instantly burned to ashes.

Zhang Xiaofeng was sweating coldly.

He is currently using.

It is soul power.

A power that is illusory but real.

In fact, he was also helpless.

Because he doesn't have celestial power.

So he has nothing to suppress the flames other than the power of the soul.

And thankfully it's just strange fire.

He can still try.

If the quality of this fire is a little higher.

His soul will probably be burned to ashes.

The evergreen grass is being burned bit by bit by the flame.

Zhang Xiaofeng could already see that the volume of the evergreen grass was decreasing a little bit, and it gradually turned into a drop shape.

"Out." He shouted again.

Immediately, the cyan droplet actually did what he said.

As if being supported by something, it floated out of the cauldron and landed in a small porcelain bottle prepared in advance.

Zhang Xiaofeng successfully refined a medicinal herb.

Confidence increases.

He calmed himself down.

Then he threw another Man Luo vine into the cauldron.

The power of the soul was released, and the flame was suppressed little by little.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Sudden.

A flame in the cauldron breaks through the suppression of the soul power and grows bigger.

Zhang Xiaofeng went to remedy it immediately.

But it's too late.

The originally green herbs suddenly turned into a pinch of black ash.

Zhang Xiaofeng brought out the pinch of ashes.

Without resting, he threw in a new Manroe vine.

This time he dared not be careless in the slightest.

The spirit has been tense.

The soul suppressed the temperature in the entire cauldron.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Zhang Xiaofeng's face also turned pale a little bit.

"out."

Following Zhang Xiaofeng's loud roar.

A drop-shaped object exuding strong vitality flew out and landed in another porcelain bottle.

And this time.

Zhang Xiaofeng was definitely not at all relaxed.

Even his clothes.

It's all soaked in sweat.

He gasped heavily.

"This thing will squeeze me dry in a while."

He took out his mobile phone and took out a pill from his wallet.

Throw in your mouth.

I just felt a warm current flowing to my limbs.

Even the over-consumed soul has recovered a little.

Sighed.

Zhang Xiaofeng felt that his condition had improved a bit.

It is to invest in alchemy work again.

There are only two herbs left.

Zhang Xiaofeng grabbed a handful of tea leaves that he gave to An Ruobing.

Throw it into the cauldron.

It is still the previous steps.

But maybe it's because the soul is consumed too much, and the tea leaves are scattered.

This furnace of medicinal materials was destroyed again.

He was not discouraged.

Calm down.

He grabbed another handful of tea and threw it into the cauldron.

temperature control.

calcined.

into droplets.

The whole process is done in one go.

Zhang Xiaofeng put all his energy on the medicinal materials.

He didn't even find out.

own soul power.

getting stronger little by little
The last medicinal material is the root of ginseng.

And Zhang Xiaofeng must guarantee 100% success of the last medicinal material.

Because it is related to ginseng.

Only this one.

He took out a few more pills.

Throw it into your mouth all at once.

A few minutes later,

open one's eyes.

Start alchemy.

The flame in the furnace was burning fiercely.

There is no sign of decline.

Zhang Xiaofeng picked up the ginseng whiskers on the table.

Throw it directly into the cauldron.

He carefully wrapped the ginseng with the power of his soul.

Until the ginseng has accepted this temperature.

Only then did he slowly open up this layer of soul power.

And the moment when the ginseng whiskers touched the flame.

The mutation happened suddenly.

Because of the characteristics of ginseng.

The temperature used must be constant.

And just at that moment.

The temperature received by the ginseng is higher than that in the soul layer, so the medicinal power in the ginseng suddenly becomes unstable.

Zhang Xiaofeng's expression changed.

Immediately released the power of the soul into the cauldron.

Wrap the ginseng.

Keep away from flames.

Zhang Xiaofeng was also forced to be helpless.

So he can only wrap the medicinal materials with the power of his soul, and accept the roasting together with the medicinal materials in the cauldron.

Logically speaking.

The influence of this flame on the power of the soul is even zero, not to mention that it is only the most inferior common fire.

But Zhang Xiaofeng.

It was indeed a severe burning pain.

It was like a flame burning on his body.

He no longer has the energy to think about why this is contrary to the records in the fairy law.

He could only suffer in silence.

Half an hour passed.

But Zhang Xiaofeng felt as if a century had passed.

The burning pain was unbearable.

What's more, what about Zhang Xiaofeng who has endured for half an hour?
His eyes were already a little blurred.

He could only bite the tip of his tongue.

Hope you can cheer yourself up.

He knew very well that if he fell down.

Even if this batch of pill is useless.

And that root of ginseng is obviously no longer available.

That's the explanation.

This trip to settle down.

Completely over.

He braced himself.

But the eyes are always closed involuntarily.

After persisting for a while.

he finally closed his eyes
(End of this chapter)