Liu Ming felt the mana in his body flow quickly, his face was full of solemnity.
At this moment, he has been waiting for a long time, and he patted the two black leather bags on his waist, and two black mists rolled out, and they condensed slightly on both sides, turning into a silver mini bone scorpion. And the hideous flying skull.
"Master!" The voices of girls and boys came from my ears.
Liu Ming didn't speak, just glanced at them, and simply commanded with his spiritual sense.
The next moment, Bone Scorpion swung his pair of pliers and hugged Liu Ming's thighs, while Fei Tou let go without saying a word and wrapped his arms tightly.
Liu Ming nodded slightly, and then carefully checked the snails on his waist and all the materials in the storage talisman. After that, he closed his eyes, pinched his hands, and began to control the speed of mana flow in his body. After the mana is drawn, enter the mysterious space.
As time passed slowly, his face changed from the previous redness to gradually paler, and the black mist that had been surging constantly on his body appeared to become thinner.
When the mana was absorbed nine times out of ten, the suction in the dantian suddenly stopped.
Seeing this, Liu Ming breathed a sigh of relief. As a result, he didn't wait for much to think about it. He only felt a "hum" sound in his ear, and then there was a blackness in front of his eyes.
When he saw the front clearly again, he was already in a gray space.
This space has the size of acres, which is much larger than when it was last entered.
Liu Ming glanced at the Flying Skull and Bone Scorpion around him, and both were smoothly taken into the mysterious space.
"Okay, now there is time, you two will practice hard." Liu Ming waved his hand and said in a low voice.
"Yes... Master..."
The bone scorpion waved a pair of giant tongs, quickly jumped down, and leaped forward, and appeared in front of a gas wall more than ten feet away, and at the same time the tail hook swayed, madly on the gas wall | go with.
Fei Head unwilling to show weakness instantly turned out nine phantoms, and flew away vaguely in the direction of the other air wall.
Seeing his two spirit pets began to practice, Liu Ming then glanced around and suddenly called out:
"Senior Luohu, the younger generation has something to ask for advice, please show up."
The sound reverberated in the space, but after waiting for about a quarter of an hour, there was no reply.
He called again several times, but after a while, he still didn't see him.
Seeing this, Liu Ming shook his head helplessly.
It seemed that Luo Hu didn't want to show up at this time, or fell asleep again.
He immediately sat cross-legged, and began to silently recall the contents of a certain book that introduced the Zhongtian Continent's pill system and types that he had read in Wanshidian.
According to the records, the Zhongtian Continent Cultivation Realm has divided the pill to the extreme, and it has become a large system of the Cultivation Realm, which is not comparable to the Yunchuan Continent.
Although general practitioners use the level of application of the pill, they are only distinguished by simple spiritual apprentice level, condensate level, crystal transformation level or even true pill level and above, and then call low-level or low-level according to the difficulty of refining. High-level elixirs.
But in fact, the elixir at each level can be divided into inferior, ordinary and inferior elixir according to the degree of purity of the elixir.
When every pill is refined, it will inevitably contain some impurities that are not beneficial to the user, which can be easily identified through various methods.
Among them, inferior medicinal medicinals are those with more than 50% harmful impurities and less than half of their purity. Common medicinal medicinals are those with a purity of between 50% and 70%. The imported medicinal pill has a purity of 70%. To become more than an elixir. Among them, 70% to 80% can be called Fanpin Pills, 80% to 90% can be called Dipin Pills, and those with a purity of more than 90% are the rumored Tianpin Pills.
Once the pill is put into the product, it can produce spiritual patterns on the surface of the pill, and the more spiritual patterns, the higher the grade. And these spirit patterns are also called pill patterns. Therefore, even if you are not an alchemist, you can simply distinguish the grade of the elixir into the product by the number of pill patterns.
Generally speaking, the pill has three or less pill patterns, which are ordinary products, and those with more than three pill patterns and less than six pill patterns are local products, and those with more than six pill patterns are naturally heavenly grade pill.
Once the pill is in the product, its value and price are simply incomparable with ordinary pill. After all, the higher the purity of the pill, no matter the effect and the drug resistance it brings, it is far from the latter.
Even some medicinal pills with special effects may be the difference of this percentage or even half of the purity, which may make the effect of taking them world-wide different.
In the Zhongtian Continent, only the alchemist who can refine the pill for entry and exit can be called the real alchemist.
Liu Ming now recalled that the Clear Dispersion Pill that Fang Yao had refined for him when he was in the South China Sea seemed to have two pill patterns on the surface, but it really matched the name of the Alchemy Master.
Of course, the elixir who can refine the spirit apprentice-level pill and the condensed crystal-phase pill is naturally quite different.
After all, the former can still rely on the power of the sect or family, and use a lot of material resources to accumulate, while the latter can really only rely on its own alchemy talent.
Liu Ming's thoughts turned, and then vaguely remembered that when he entered the mysterious space in Yunchuan Xuanjing, he used to refine a large number of the same spiritual apprentice-level pill to refine a mortal pill with a pill pattern.
The same is true for the entire cultivation world. The higher the level of cultivator, the harder it is to find a master alchemy master who can refine a pill at his level.
After thinking about this, Liu Ming suddenly thought of taking out the jade box containing the silver pill wrapped in the three-color lamp flame from the snail on his waist, opened the lid, and gently picked it up with two fingers. , I looked carefully before my eyes.
After confirming once again that the surface was indeed three golden pill patterns through the flame of the three-color lamp, Liu Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of pensiveness, and he shook his head again and put the pill away.
"Then start with Condensation Pill first."
After he muttered to himself, he immediately took out a pill from his sleeve and studied it carefully.
After half a day, after careful consideration, he immediately flicked his sleeves and flew out a light silver small cauldron from it. After a blur, it turned into a few feet high and landed steadily on the ground.
He touched his sleeve again and took out a pale yellow talisman.
The surface of the talisman is covered with dense silver spirit patterns, which is an ordinary storage talisman used to store alchemy materials.
He was about to squeeze the storage talisman to pieces, and after a flash of yellow light, a pile of materials needed for alchemy scattered all over the place.
These materials were carefully allocated according to the proportion of the materials needed for the condensation pill during the previous month, and they were enough for him to refine the pill for one day.
Since it is in a mysterious space, the materials used for alchemy will not really be consumed, so in theory he only needs to prepare one alchemy material to make endless refining pills, but he has always been cautious to prepare five copies. .
Liu Ming's eyes flashed, his one-handed decision changed, and he struck a magic decision toward the silver cauldron.
The silver spirit pattern on the surface of the cauldron suddenly lit up, and with a rumbling sound, the lid of the cauldron slowly opened.
As soon as he raised his sleeves, a gust of wind blew, and the alchemy materials from a place rolled into the cauldron.
The sleeve robe was gently stroked, and the Ding Gai slowly closed again.
After doing all this, Liu Ming sat cross-legged, muttering something in his mouth, pinching the tactics with both hands, and constantly pouring into the silver cauldron.
After the cauldron trembled slightly, a red flame blazed from below, enveloping the silver cauldron.
The second day.
There was a sudden "bang" cracking sound from the silver cauldron, and then a scorched smell floated out of the cauldron.
Liu Ming frowned slightly, and took the magic formula in his hand. After taking out a mass of black material residue from the cauldron, he immediately took out a light yellow talisman from his sleeve. After pinching it to pieces, he poured the material into the cauldron. Entering, began the second alchemy.
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One day later, when Liu Ming once again took out a mass of black residue from the silver cauldron in front of him, his brows frowned.
This is the thirtieth time it has refined this condensing pill. In the first thirty times, it has not succeeded even once, and even the pill with the lowest purity has not been practiced.
He thought he was a little cautious about alchemy, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. It seemed that the difficulty of refining the liquid pill during the condensing period was actually a few higher than that of the spiritual pill.
He got up and stretched his muscles and bones, and after observing the practice of Bone Scorpion and Flying Skull for a while, he sat cross-legged on the ground again and continued to practice the pill.
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Another month passed, and Liu Ming was still sitting in front of the pill furnace, with a focused expression of urging Fajue controlling the fire, and beads of sweat came out on his forehead.
Three months later, Liu Ming smiled bitterly at a furnace of pills that exuded a burnt smell.
Six months...
Time flies, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye.
In the mysterious space, Liu Ming was still sitting in front of the silver pill furnace, looking at a silver pill in front of him, and finally there was a hint of joy on his face.
This condensing pill was Liu Ming's only success after hundreds of repeated trials this year, thanks to his previous experience in alchemy.
After a little identification through a simple secret technique recorded in the classics, the purity of this first condensed pill was only 30%, which can only be regarded as a poor pill that can be regarded as a pill.
Although it was only a 30% pure pill, it greatly enhanced Liu Ming's confidence.
You know, ordinary people, let alone face hundreds of repeated failures, even if they face dozens of dozens of failures, many people have already given up with collapsed confidence.
He immediately put this pill into a jade box that was already prepared on one side, then smashed a storage talisman, took out the material and put it into the silver pill furnace in front of him, and then began to concentrate on making the pill again.
Now that he had succeeded for the first time, Liu Ming believed that the next time he refined the pill, he would naturally not wait too long.