An Ordinary Path to Immortality

He casually fanned out a breeze to blow away the black smoke. His face was calm, and he did not show any strange expression because of the failure of this furnace of pills.

It was just a frost ink flower. He had more in his spiritual medicine bag.

As for the other spiritual medicines for refining the foundation-building pill, they were not worth mentioning for Fang Ping's current wealth.

Although the spiritual medicines he exchanged at the Merit Academy and bought at the Tianbao Pavilion were not too many when he came, there were more than fifty.

In other words, in addition to the failure of this refining, he still had forty-nine chances of failure.

But he did not believe that he would fail in the remaining forty-nine chances.

Even if he used up all the spiritual medicines and did not succeed once, he could still go to other cultivators to trade.

Because there were many kinds of spiritual medicines planted in the Changchun Garden, many of which were needed for refining the foundation-building pill.

After collecting the residue in the pill furnace and cleaning the pill furnace, Fang Ping began to refine the foundation-building pill again.

With the Five Elements Fire Controlling Technique, he no longer needs to worry about insufficient spiritual power.

And his spiritual consciousness is also strong enough, at least compared to refining the foundation-building pill, his spiritual consciousness is completely sufficient.

With all aspects ready, the only thing he needs to do is a matter of proficiency.

As long as he refines a few more times and becomes completely proficient in the process of refining pills, all problems can be solved naturally.

Fang Ping is very clear about this principle, so he is not in a hurry.

Even when he was sitting cross-legged to adjust his breath, he also released the spiritual spring eye to provide himself with spiritual energy support.

After adjusting his state, he began to try to refine the pill again.

The previous process went smoothly. Whether it was waking up the furnace, putting in spiritual medicine, or refining impurities, there were no accidents under Fang Ping's control.

However, there was a problem when the medicinal effects of these spiritual medicines were fused, which caused this furnace of pills to have an accident again.

After making simple adjustments, Fang Ping tried again, but he failed again.

Then it was the fourth time. This time, Fang Ping was closest to success. Under his control, all the medicinal effects were completely fused successfully, and even the pill was only one step away from condensing.

Unfortunately, he failed again when refining the pill because of his unfamiliarity.

After failing four times in a row, Fang Ping was still calm.

Because he had originally taken out these five frost ink flowers for practice.

He himself did not expect to succeed in refining the foundation-building pill.

He did not consider himself a genius. Whether it was his aptitude, cultivation, or alchemy and talisman making, he was not outstanding.

All he could rely on was constant persistence, constant practice, accumulating experience from failures, and then slowly growing and improving.

With the lessons learned from the previous failures, when refining the pill for the fifth time, Fang Ping was cautious, taking one step at a time, not belittling himself, and not aiming too high. He was down-to-earth and proceeded step by step. www.x33xs.com

During the refining process, no accidents occurred, whether it was the pill furnace, the spiritual medicine, or the spiritual fire.

So this furnace of pills took shape steadily during Fang Ping's step-by-step refining process.

His spiritual sense fell into the furnace, and he could see that the three small balls in the furnace were slowly taking shape after the three medicinal effects were completely fused.

According to the recipe, if a furnace of foundation-building pills is perfectly refined, there should be six pills.

Fang Ping's furnace now only has three embryos of foundation-building pills, and the other three inexplicably shattered and turned into green smoke and dissipated after the pills were condensed.

As for the reason, with Fang Ping's current experience and knowledge, there is no answer yet.

So he ignored it and just concentrated on refining these three pills.

The spiritual power was continuously transported. The spiritual power of the six spiritual roots, except for the ice spiritual root that was just about to reach the second level of Qi Refining, and the spiritual power of the five elements spiritual roots, only the wood spiritual root still had some spiritual power left.

He swallowed two pills slowly to restore his spiritual power, in case his spiritual power was not enough to support the completion of the foundation-building pill.

His spiritual sense was also consumed a lot, but according to his estimation, it would be no problem to hold on until the pill was finished in a good state.

The spiritual fire gradually weakened, and the temperature of the pill furnace was slowly decreasing. Fang Ping's pill formula changed. After more than a year of continuous practice, the Nine Alchemy Formulas had already been perfected.

Under the control of the pill formula, the foundation-building pill gradually changed from a ball of liquid medicine to a solid pill.

Seeing that the pill was about to be collected, Fang Ping's eyes became solemn. While carefully controlling the spiritual fire, he used the pill formula to stimulate the pill to help the pill condense.

Waves of medicinal fragrance wafted over, but Fang Ping ignored them, and even didn't notice the beads of sweat on his forehead. All his attention was focused on the three foundation-building pills that were about to take shape.

Suddenly, Fang Ping's pill formula changed suddenly, and he whispered:

"Collect!"

A series of pill formulas were played, and the lid of the pill furnace bounced up with a "bang". Three foundation-building pills flew into the air from the pill furnace with a strong medicinal fragrance.

But before Fang Ping could make any move, accompanied by two "bangs".

Two more foundation-building pills exploded.

Seeing this, Fang Ping felt distressed and quickly scooped up the remaining foundation-building pill in his hand.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, but there was a happy smile on his face.

Although he only got one foundation-building pill in the end, it was a good start after all.

He was naturally familiar with foundation-building pills, and he even had a few top-grade foundation-building pills on him.

Looking at this inferior foundation-building pill in his hand, Fang Ping was happier than harvesting a hundred top-grade foundation-building pills.

After appreciating his hard-earned work with a smile on his face, Fang Ping put it into his storage bag, then sat cross-legged, absorbing spiritual energy to restore his cultivation while trying his best to recall the previous alchemy process and summarize the experience and lessons.

He carefully recalled and analyzed every step in the process of refining the last furnace of pills, and then found out the shortcomings and points that needed attention.

He sat there for another two days. During these two days, he kept deducing the alchemy process in his mind and simulated it many times in his mind. When he felt that he had a clear understanding of the alchemy process, and had figured out all the possible problems in the process and found solutions, he opened the furnace again.

This time, his alchemy process was much smoother.

Although there would still be some problems during the period, most of them were under Fang Ping's control.

"Collect!"

As Fang Ping shouted again, three foundation-building pills flew out of the furnace and were grabbed by Fang Ping.

"Two low-grade pills, one medium-grade pill."

Fang Ping nodded with satisfaction and put away the three foundation-building pills. This time he made great progress. Not only did he make three pills, but he also made one medium-grade pill. Even he himself found this result incredible.

After a short period of practice and recovery, Fang Ping struck while the iron was hot and started refining pills again.

The aroma of Chinese medicine filled the cave. Fang Ping put the medicinal materials into the pill furnace one by one, and refined a furnace of foundation-building pills.

He had made up his mind that he would never leave the cave until the fifty materials he prepared were used up.

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