The best almighty cultivator

Chapter 227 Refining Meditation Pill

At the top of the valley villa, Ye Chen had a thought.

The elixir needed to refine the Concentration Pill appeared in front of him instantly.

And when Ye Chen did all this, he didn't shy away from Bao Sande next to him.

Bao Sande was not surprised that Ye Chen took out medicinal materials out of thin air.

Although he is only building a foundation half-step, he is aware of the existence of the magic weapon for storage.

And he has one of his own, but the space is very small.

But what really shocked him was the twenty or so herbs that Ye Chen took out.

Every plant of medicinal material exudes billowing spiritual power, and spiritual liquid overflows from the surface.

Just by taking a sip, I feel that my cultivation seems to have improved a little bit.

Even if Bao Sande doesn't know about elixir, he can tell that none of the twenty or so elixir plants are ordinary.

With Bao Sande's shocked expression, Ye Chen hesitated for a moment and then took out two elixir plants.

When Bao Sande at the side saw one of the two elixir plants.

Immediately, he frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After a while, Bao Sande seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly changed.

He trembled in disbelief and asked:

"Master, dare I ask, this elixir is the legendary soul-refining grass."

Hearing that Bao Sande actually mentioned the name of this medicinal herb, Ye Chen couldn't help showing curiosity and said:

"Do you know this panacea?"

The reason why Ningshen Pill is very difficult to refine is that its recipe has been lost.

Another point is that the main medicine for refining it is very scarce.

And the main medicine for refining Ningshen Pill is the elixir that Ye Chen took out at this moment.

It is the soul refining grass that Bao Sande said.

"Ten years ago, I participated in an auction exclusively for foundation builders.

There was a soul refining grass in that auction.

An ancestor in the middle stage of foundation establishment contributed a top-level ancient martial art.

A panacea and a price of 100 billion yuan was used to win the soul-refining grass."

After the words fell, he looked at the elixir in Ye Chen's hand carefully again.

After thinking for a while, he continued:
"But there seems to be only one line on the leaf of the soul refining grass."

After Bao Sande finished speaking, Ye Chen suddenly nodded and said:

"You are right, but the real name of this elixir is not Soul Refining Grass, but Concentration Grass.

Every time the Concentrating Grass grows for 100 years, a spirit pattern will appear on the surface.

So the one you saw is just a hundred-year-old Concentration Grass."

After the words were finished, Bao Sande focused his gaze on the Concentrating Grass in Ye Chen's hand.

There are five spirit patterns on the surface of this Concentrating Grass.

That is to say, this Ningshen grass is 500-year-old Ningshen grass.

The 100-year-old Ningshen Grass is already priceless, and there is no market for it.

So what is the value of this 500-year-old strain?

You must know that every 100 years the age of the elixir increases, its value will more than double.

Just a single Concentrating Grass has an astonishing value.

Then add the concentration pill refined from the remaining [-] elixir plants.

That is simply a priceless treasure.

It was such a shocking panacea, which would be taken by him later.

Thinking of this, Bao Sande's eyes on Ye Chen suddenly changed.

His identity is just a thug.

Ye Chen was actually willing to take such a precious elixir for himself.

Just ask how many people in the world can do what Ye Chen does.

What Bao Sande didn't know was that one Concentration Pill was worth twenty or thirty of him.

Because the concentration pill is not only the only one on earth.

Even in the realm of comprehension, this family is the only one with no semicolon.

Ye Chen ignored Bao Sande who was complicated and difficult to name, but said to himself:
"It seems that the concentration grass should have been wasted."

Any elixir can exert most of its medicinal power only when it is refined into a elixir.

And there are probably very few cultivators on the earth who can make alchemy.

As for the one who can refine the Concentration Pill, Ye Chen is the only one.

So the foundation builder bought the Concentration Grass.

The only option is to take it directly or refine it into a liquid medicine.

That would not be able to exert the effect of healing and enhancing the consciousness of the Concentrating Grass.

That's why Ye Chen said that the concentration grass was wasted.

When refining the real Ningshen Pill, Ningshen Grass is essential.

However, when refining the semi-finished Ningshen Pill, other medicinal materials can also be used instead of Ningshen Grass.

To help Bao Sande gather his spiritual consciousness, the semi-finished Concentration Pill is actually enough.

At the beginning, Ye Chen also thought about it this way.

But just now, Ye Chen suddenly changed his mind.

That's why I took out the Concentration Grass and planned to refine a batch of real Concentration Pills.

Putting the Mind Concentrating Grass and another medicinal plant aside, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

After a stick of incense, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes.

Now that Reiki has returned to its heyday, it's time to start alchemy.

Letting out a breath, the Primordial Creation Art slowly worked.

The next moment, Ye Chen made a gesture with both hands.

Following Ye Chen's movements, the aura of heaven and earth in the valley slowly gathered.

After a while, the gathered aura of heaven and earth slowly turned into a tripod.

Seeing this scene, Bao Sande next to him was stunned.

What's the situation? He doesn't know how to make alchemy.

But if you haven't eaten pork, can you still see a pig running?
Isn't alchemy made in an alchemy furnace?
Could it be possible to make alchemy without an alchemy furnace?

Under Bao Sande's surprised eyes, the alchemy formed by the aura of heaven and earth began to condense into substance.

The Hongmeng Cauldron is Ye Chen's biggest secret.

So no matter at any time, as long as there are outsiders present, Ye Chen will never sacrifice the Hongmeng Cauldron.

And Ye Chen didn't prepare any other alchemy furnace, so he had to use other alchemy methods.

That is the alchemy technique used now, called "gathering spirits and congealing alchemy".

Gathering spirits and congealing alchemy is also an alchemy technique that Ye Chen learned from his inheritance.

In the absence of the alchemy tripod, the aura of heaven and earth is used as a medium to condense the alchemy tripod in the void.

So as to refine the elixir you need.

However, this method of alchemy is very demanding.

Especially the degree of manipulation of the aura by the caster and the spiritual power of the caster himself.

From the beginning of condensing the alchemy tripod to refining the elixir in the middle, and the final alchemy.

During this period, the caster not only has to be distracted to control the aura of heaven and earth.

And you have to be distracted to control the elixir in the cauldron.

A careless one will blow up the cauldron and destroy the pill, and it will cause damage to the caster.

Ye Chen was also using this alchemy technique for the first time.

So at this moment, he was also full of dignity, carefully controlling the aura of heaven and earth.

Finally, the spiritual energy in midair finally condensed into substance.

The next moment, Ye Chen began to put the elixir into the spiritual qi danding in the corresponding order.

Looking at Ye Chen's flowing movements and extremely dignified expression.

Bao Sande sat cross-legged on the side, not daring to breathe.

I'm afraid that because of my influence on Ye Chen, it will lead to the failure of alchemy.

After all, the Concentration Pill is related to whether you can condense your spiritual consciousness and step into the real foundation-building realm.

So Bao Sande had to deal with it carefully.

Until the last elixir and concentration grass were put into the aura danding.

Ye Chen had time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Time passed by, and a faint scent of medicine slowly appeared. . .

(End of this chapter)