Abandoned Master's Cultivation

"But..." Jiang Wuchen's voice turned, "this can of old wine can only refine about one kilogram of steamed 18. I haven't refined it. If I fail..."

"What?" Miss Feng looked at him in surprise. "You said so much, as if you were very experienced. Now you say you haven't refined it?"

Jiang Wuchen said, "is it strange? You must know how to raise pigs if you have eaten pork?"

"Er..." Miss Feng said, "have you always been so unpopular when you talk?"

"I've changed a lot, not before."

"Right? I think so too. I may have been a good man before."

"Wrong, I used to be heinous."

"How evil is it?" asked Miss Feng.

Jiang Wuchen thought for a moment and said, "before, I saw you in Chongyang hall last time and gave you up."

"Er..." Miss Feng jumped back. "Can't you be more tactful when talking to girls?"

"Don't you just want me to say that?" Jiang Wuchen said.

"Fuck you, there's nothing serious." Miss Feng said in her mouth, but she felt very novel in her heart. Among the people she met, almost everyone wore masks. No one spoke like Jiang Wuchen. You can talk to him without thinking about anything and directly express your inner thoughts.

Miss Feng was very worried. She was worried that if she was careless, it would be bad to tell some inappropriate secrets.

"How sure are you of the success of refining?" said Miss Feng.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head. "Steaming eighteen is not easy to refine. I'm not sure."

"What do you mean? Half a ton of old wine will be wasted?"

"It's possible," said Jiang Wuchen.

"The experiment itself is a kind of adventure. You let go of the whole. I'll find a way to use the old wine. These herbs... Save as much as possible, and the Chongyang hall is for you to use," said Miss Feng.

Jiang Wuchen turns his head and stares at her. His eyes are like poisonous snakes. He wishes he could pull Miss Feng out.

Miss Feng was embarrassed by him. "Don't YY look at me like that!"

"What is YY?"

"Lust!"

Jiang Wuchen shook his head. "I think you're not thinking about those things, but thinking about why you're so kind to me? What kind of thoughts do you have?"

"It's so obvious to attract you? You're a smart man," said Miss Feng.

Jiang Wuchen stopped talking, but went to the medicine rack to see the eighteen herbs, whether blood spirit ginseng or golden Cordyceps, which belong to the best level.

In particular, the blood spirit ginseng is more than a hundred years old, and the whole is bright red. I'm afraid it will cost millions to put this blood spirit ginseng on the market.

And there is a price without a market.

In just two days, Miss Feng's energy is surprisingly large.

"When I was refining medicine, I didn't like people playing behind my back..." Jiang Wuchen said.

Miss Feng kept a little cat scratch, tooted her mouth, stared, and then said, "well, you practice here, I'll go."

After experiencing life and death, Jiang Wuchen has a lot of calmness. He is no longer the rash man in the past. It is difficult to collect these old wines. Jiang Wuchen can't refine them all at once.

He just took about a kilo and began refining. Even if he successfully refined a drop of steam 18, it can show success.

The main reason why he was not sure was that he didn't grasp the amount of steamed eighteen Chinese herbs very accurately, but he remembered the general order.

Miss Feng, there are ready-made medicine stoves here, large, medium and small.

Jiang Wuchen chose a trumpet, carefully recalled the refining method about immortal Ziyang in his mind, and then began to explore and try by himself.

As a result, three days later, Jiang Wuchen came from school every day and cooked here overnight. He experimented back and forth more than a dozen times and failed. The things refined were not steamed 18 at all, and even the blending products refined by Mi family could not compare with them.

"What's the problem?" Jiang Wuchen was puzzled. According to the order, he had completely remembered the weight. He did it exactly, but he still failed.

And these failures focus on the last moment.

"Something must have gone wrong there... Or something was missing in this key step, could it be internal strength?" Jiang Wuchen thought that he injected a ray of internal strength when refining Huang Yaodan or Huang yangdan. This ray of internal strength accelerated the cohesion of the pill and was rich in a trace of spirituality.

"Try again." Jiang Wuchen took out the yuan spirit stone and put it next to him. The appearance of the yuan spirit stone increased the spirit of the yuan spirit around him.

He carefully absorbed it and refined it into internal strength to make his body reach the best state.

Then Jiang Wuchen began refining in the correct order.

When all the herbs were added one after another, he carefully controlled the fire and was preparing to inject internal strength. Suddenly, a strange scene attracted his attention.

On the yuan Ling Stone nearby, a wisp of very weak yuan Ling ran out and entered the medicine stove along the stove.

With this wisp of Yuan spirit gas entering, the liquid in the medicine stove began to turn green.

"Er?" Jiang Wuchen was delighted. The color was right. Steamed eighteen is like Qiongjiang Yuye, showing green! Looks like it's going to succeed this time.

The liquid in the medicine stove doesn't absorb much yuan Ling Qi. With the continuous rolling, the green liquid becomes less and less and more viscous

"Almost." Jiang Wuchen quickly removes the fire and reduces the temperature of the medicine stove. The liquid inside cools down slowly, showing a faint bright green.

"Yes, bright green! It's middle grade. The top grade of steamed 18 is emerald green, while the super grade is dark green." Jiang Wuchen breathed.

Jiang Wuchen is satisfied that he can refine middle grade.

"It's just that the quantity is really less." Jiang Wuchen looked at a few drops inside, smiled bitterly, took out a transparent glass container and poured out the liquid, "one drop, two drops, three drops... Five drops, about a kilogram of old wine, plus a dozen herbs, only five drops?"

Even a dandy young master like Jiang Wuchen thinks this steamed 18 is too precious.

"Is it difficult to sell this thing? Ha ha......" Jiang Wuchen shook his head and smiled bitterly. Now he continued to refine

"The final failure of steaming 18 does not lie in the internal strength, but depends on the spirit of the yuan spirit! Without the spirit of the yuan spirit, even the inferior steaming 18 is difficult to succeed. Fortunately, Miss Feng took this yuan spirit stone this time. This time, it is wrong. Otherwise, even if she experimented 100 times or 1000 times, it will be a failure!" Jiang Wuchen was a little happy in his heart.

Suddenly, he thought of another thing. The rice family medicine shop also refined steamed 18, but their steamed 18 was not of good quality and was still blended.

No matter what happens to the steam 18 sold, at least it shows that they have succeeded in refining, that is, they also have the spirit of Yuan spirit or yuan spirit stone in their hands.