Chapter 37: Qingyan Alchemy

"It's a Qi-refining pill with eight patterns!" everyone exclaimed, including Qin Yuan.

In the entire Liucheng, the seven-patterned pill can be said to be a masterpiece, and now Qingyan randomly took out the eight-patterned medicine.

Although it was a Qi-refining pill with eight patterns, it was a casual gift, and for Qing Yan, it was definitely not a precious thing.

One can imagine how rich Qing Yan is.

Qing Yan touched his forehead. Fortunately, he knew that he might encounter this situation, so he refined some Qi refining pills, otherwise, he didn't know what gift to give in this situation.

That was Qin Ming's own sister, the sister of the master in his mind, how could it be without a gift.

"You are about to be promoted to warrior soon, this bottle of medicine is just right for you." Qing Yan smiled.

"What? Only eight patterns, and only ten. It's only half of a pot, without sugar, really..." Qin Qing whispered.

This is far from the pill that my brother gave.

Because Qin Qing's voice was relatively small, most of the people present did not hear it.

Of course, except Qingyan.

He was a strong man in the realm of King Wu, but his Dantian was abolished, and other abilities could be used. Of course, he heard Qin Qing's mutter.

The old face blushed, and Qing Yan also knew that she and Qin Ming's strengths were much worse. Listening to her, it was obvious that she had seen Qin Ming refine alchemy.

Compare him to Qin Ming?

Cough...

"Okay, I am about to start alchemy now, you let the spot come out, um...have already done so, then I will start directly."

Qing Yan waved his hand, and a great tripod appeared in the study.

With another wave of his hand, a plant of spiritual plants appeared in front of Qing Yan.

He sat cross-legged, his whole momentum changed.

If he looked amiable just now, he is now an extraordinary grandmaster.

Qing Yan closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, placing his palm on the cauldron, and flames began to appear in the cauldron instantly.

Several elders and Qin Yuan opened their eyes wide and carefully observed that this was the first time they saw someone refine a pill.

Slowly the flame grew bigger and bigger, Qing Yan said:

"This is called a warm furnace. Only when the temperature in the entire furnace is made the same can the changes in the elixir be better controlled."

When the temperature of the entire furnace reached a certain level, Qingyan began to slowly put the Lingzhi.

"This step is to get rid of impurities in Lingzhi and make Lingzhi more pure.

You know, all Lingzhi has impurities, and these impurities are the toxins in the medicine.

Impurities can't be completely removed, and the rarer the impurity pill, the more spiritual patterns, the perfect Jiuwen Pill, the impurity is the least, almost negligible.

This is why the perfect pill is the most valuable. The less impurity the pill, the more fully integrated the spiritual plant and the stronger the medicinal effect. "

Following Qing Yan's words, every spiritual plant was dropped by him.

Seeing Lingzhi flying up and down in the pill furnace, Qin Yuan sighed. He also knew that he had no talent for alchemy.

In the past, he tried to refine the elixir. This simplest step, he had never done well, resulting in the inability to condense even the most common pill.

Alchemy looks simple, but if you really try it, you will know how difficult it is.

"Well, now is the most critical time. Success or failure depends on this step.

The time to condense the pill should be just right, a little earlier, the pill has not been fully integrated, and the condensing is the waste pill.

Later, the pill fire will bake the liquid medicine into slag, even if it finally condenses into a pill, it will cause the medicinal effect to be lost and there are many impurities. "

As Qing Yan's voice fell, the liquid in the pill furnace began to condense together, becoming one pill.