"No." Feng Xingying shook his head confidently:
"Many things can be summarized through experience. Other alchemists' methods are based on feel, while mine is based on formulas.
If you don't believe it, master can continue to test me. "
"Okay, this time it's Guishen Powder. Let me see how quickly you can make it drunk in the mortal world."
The question of Lihuang Tianzun is not simple.
Because Zui Hongchen is not in the form of a pill, but a pink liquid that is applied to the face to maintain the skin.
Feng Xingying has been excited about this thing for a long time. It is simply an enhanced version of essence, and it is something that Yunxi Continent generally lacks.
If she took out a few bottles of Zuihongchen and paired them with beauty lotion and Ningxiang pills, she would probably make a lot of money.
It's just that the refining methods of liquid elixirs and solid elixirs are very different. Even experienced alchemists have to go through several failures when refining liquids for the first time.
Feng Xingying could already imagine that Lihuang Tianzun must have a proud look on his face at this time, and he felt secretly happy in his heart: I'm asking you to show off, is there no way you can do it? Beg me, beg me
Feng Xingying showed a confident smile on his face, and without speaking, he withdrew from the Xihuang Sword Space.
When she was refining elixirs in the Xihuang Sword space, the flame elves in the flame pool could still surround her and help her practice.
In this way, Feng Xingying can cultivate and refine elixirs at the same time, while replenishing his spiritual power.
But if it were outside, there would be no such treatment.
Therefore, Feng Xingying wanted to save the space usage of the Xihuang Sword. Of course, she had to complete the calculation of formulas outside.
Seeing the moon in the sky, Yunxiang and Qin Shiyi were practicing in the courtyard, but Feng Xingying took out a pill recipe to study, and then wrote and drew on the sand.
After a while, she would smile in her heart and write a strange symbol on the silk again with a pen that has not faded for thousands of years. There were only three Chinese characters: Zui Hongchen.
Feng Xingying entered the Xihuang Sword space again and started refining the elixir.
Lihuang Tianzun knows her disciple very well. She looks confident and proud, but in fact she is really confident. If she is not 100% sure, she will not be foolishly arrogant.
The confident expression on Feng Xingying's face also infected Lihuang Tianzun a little, and he couldn't help but uttered:
"It's great to be young. Your senior brothers and sisters were all young back then, and I don't know what they are like now."
She felt reassured because Feng Xingying now had to concentrate on refining the elixir. This challenge was quite difficult and there was no room for sloppiness.
Although there were only two of them, Feng Xingying didn't want to fail. She also wanted to prove that she was right, so she had to concentrate.
Time passes little by little.
Feng Xingying was concentrating on refining the elixir, and the spiritual fire in his hand was burning. It was obviously a rigorous operation, but she was fooled into being a bold one.
Even Lihuang Tianzun couldn't help but praise him: "The action is good. He is worthy of the blood of our Divine Phoenix clan. This fire control ability is only a little bit worse than when I was young."
Little did they know that where she was standing before, there was now a star-black figure.
He looked at the strange symbols on the ground quietly, without any expression on his face.
His aura has the power of oppression, and no one else dares to come even close to this place.
After studying for a long time, he reached out his hand and touched the ground lightly.
The ice spread from his palm, only covering this small area.
The dust and the symbols were all frozen in the ice.
He stopped his hand, and the ice formed a small tablet, with the symbols Feng Xingying had written frozen inside.
There is no trace left on the ground.