As early as the moment when the pills flew out, the disciples brought by the Qing Fengzong had already instructed the servants to prepare the materials, in triplicate, and neatly stacked them on the table of the two.
Almost at the very beginning, Master Zhou was already busy taking the lead, taking a set of materials and starting to refine the essence.
His pill is a medium-difficult pill, Yin Yao Pill, a special pill of Yuntian Continent. Using the inner core of the fifth-level spiritual beast as a guide, crushing it will emit a strange fragrance that lures monsters. Most of the monks who make a living selling monsters are very familiar with this medicine pill.
Zhou Qi once refined similar medicinal pills. Although he was not proficient, he was very skilled in the process of smelting the inner pill. He had a well-deserved reputation, and even more contrasted with the unfamiliarity of the black-haired boy on the opposite side.
The pill that Lin Zhizhi assigned was called Anshen Pill—there was also such a thing in the Central Continent. Although the name may sound like a fool, it has a great effect: taking one when crossing the mind or breaking into the illusion can reduce the proportion of being bewitched.
Lin Zhizhi didn't care about the refining process of this thing when he was in the Central Continent, and he had never heard of it when he arrived in the Yuntian Continent. The "Introductory Manual of Refining Medicine" would not introduce An Shendan, which is close to the middle and advanced level. .
Therefore, the sword cultivator Lin Zhizhi spent a full half a minute studying the pill recipe, and then moved his own material to the front. Beautify this series of actions, but still have obvious clumsiness.
The onlookers frowned repeatedly.
Yan Lei, his master Qinghuo, looked at the black-haired boy's movements and shook his head. The old man looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he sentenced Lin Zhizhi to death - he didn't even know how Yan Lei had the confidence to find this guy? Lin Zhizhi's unfamiliar attitude like a beginner's, now it seems that the medicinal pill with a fusion degree of 70% is just luck.
Yan Qilu had a smile of victory on his lips, glanced back at Yan Lei, who was crying and grief-stricken, approached him, and said with concern: "Junior Brother Yan, it seems that the helper you have recruited has never practiced at this level. Medicine pill, it's not as good as if you came in person."
Yan Lei's face was ashen, and he gave Yan Qilu a slanted look from his blood, and wanted to say something to fight back. However, the words were not completely organized, and the beautiful profile of the junior sister flashed in front of his eyes. He held back the words for a long time, but still swallowed the words with saliva. The young man was forced to turn his gaze back to the two people in the arena. The first thing he saw was Zhou Qixing's flowing set of refining and lighting. Wen Ding-Master Zhou had a kidney deficiency, but this set of movements seemed to have been practiced for a long time. Hundreds of times like that, as natural as drinking water and eating...
Leaving aside his prejudice against Yan Qilu, Yan Lei has to admit that due to his knowledge and knowledge, Zhou Qi still has two brushes. As for Lin Zhizhi—
Lin Zhizhi just glanced at Zhou Qi habitually before he started, and found that the other party was already in full swing and then retracted his neck, inadvertently happened to meet Yan Lei's eyes, and met his eyes.
#Just a beginner who strayed into the venue#
#Yan Lei said that he should be next door, not here#
Real-time update: [Yan Lei, the favorability index is 50, and the attitude is regret.]
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
- Hey, I haven't started the first step yet? Is this an anger deduction? !
Yan Lei: "..."
- This guy is probably really a rookie, and he has never seen a big scene. Ah, look at his blank and innocent eyes - forget it, who can be blamed? I can't even scold me, but I still blame myself for not being thoughtful in doing things, and ruining my life impulsively.
- Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhizhi saw Yan Lei's frame changing rapidly: [Attitude is helpless], [Self-blame] and other negative emotions fluctuated back and forth. He looked around again, and almost all of those people glanced at this side in turn with a look like "don't struggle, just admit defeat".
The young master of the Lin family withdrew his complicated gaze, turned his attention back to the pile of materials in front of him, sacrificed the inner alchemy from the air, and used the first-level smelting method of Yuntian as recorded in the manual to remove the inner alchemy shell, and at the same time smashed a few spirits. The grass is refined together.
When Lin Zhizhi really started to do it, it was another scene. He opened the pill cauldron in an orderly manner, wrapped the extracted medicinal materials with spiritual sense and instantly melted them into the flames, controlled the perception of the soul and waited for the spirituality of the medicinal herbs to disperse. At this time, the calm and calm temperament of the young man made him more like an experienced pharmacist.
"His spiritual power is very pure." Qinghuo Zhenren stared at Lin Zhizhi.
Yan Lei widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Taller than me?"
For some special reasons, Yan Lei is not an alchemist himself. He did not walk down the road of Dan Dao under the leadership of Qinghuo Zhenren, but chose another rugged path, Kendo.
For alchemists, the most important thing is to refine high-level medicinal pills. As for one's own cultivation, it is enough to be able to advance. It is not as good as a lot of alchemy to condense the spiritual energy over and over again. This also caused Yan Lei to be one of the best in the entire sect in terms of the quality of his spiritual energy, although his level of refining medicine has been suppressed all the year round.
The old man nodded slowly, the disappointment at Lin Zhizhi was swept away in his eyes, and a little expectation ignited in his cloudy eyes: "A lot higher than you. If what you said is true, then his hidden teacher Zun must have reminded him of the importance of the purity of spiritual power since he was a child—sometimes alchemists of the same level are often defeated by such a trace of purity.”
A young pharmacist with a higher purity than Yan Lei's spiritual power, even if he loses, he should still be honored.
- Yes, Qinghuo real person still thinks that Zhou Qi will definitely win, and the difference between Lin Zhizhi is only whether the posture of losing is good.
On Zhou Qi's side, he had already failed the first time. He learned from the previous experience in the second alchemy and succeeded in refining the demon pill. Just listening to Dan Ding's voiceless voice, the fragrance of Dan Ding overflowed, it turned out to be a primary vision! A brown medicinal pill rose into the air in the cauldron, and was swept into the jade bottle by Master Zhou's sleeve.
The instruments in Biyunmen's medicine room are extremely advanced, no special steps are required, and the pill cauldron immediately shows the grade of the medicine pill: the fusion degree is 75%.
Yin Yao Wan, which has a fusion degree of up to 75%, is different from Peiling Pill. Although elementary medicinal pills with a high fusion rate are rare, many senior pharmacists can still refine them. And the high fusion rate of the medicines of the middle grade and above is the real test of the pharmacist's skills.
Qinghuo Zhenren smiled and nodded at Zhou Qi, and Yan Qilu was about to applaud and congratulate. Master Zhou held the jade bottle and folded his shoulders with one hand, waiting for Lin Zhizhi with an impatient face.
When Zhou Qi made Yin Yao Pills for the second time, Lin Zhizhi was still in the first extraction step. The young master of the Lin family made the tranquilizer pill for the first time, and it was on such an occasion that failure was not allowed, so it was inevitable that he was a little nervous. When the ashes of the third incense stick spread to the middle, a sweet and light fragrance spread out first—
The flame in front of the black-haired boy was bluish, and a round and flawless elixir had been formed, floating and sinking in the blue flame. With the appearance of this elixir, almost all the people present felt the peaceful power of the invisible central god.
"Smell the fragrance and know the pill!" Yan Lei exclaimed.
This is a vision of the birth of an elixir. Only elixir with a degree of fusion of 80% or more can have this vision. This means that the power of the herb not only penetrates into the inside of the elixir, but also perfectly forms a wrapping shell. It has just reached the critical point of forming so that it cannot be stored, and it turns into a strong Danxiang.
This means that the medicinal pill in Lin Zhizhi's hands must have reached an 80% degree of fusion! After a few breaths, Dan Ding showed its rank: 80% fusion.
"It's impossible!" Yan Qilu yelled out of control.
Zhou Qi's face was full of disbelief. His hands were still on his shoulders, but his fingers turned white and he squeezed the cuffs of his robe tightly.
The Qinghuo real person and the pink-clothed woman were not much better, both of them were extremely shocked.
Yan Lei's face still had the frustration and frustration of facing Zhou Qishi. After seeing Lin Zhizhi's elixir, Senior Brother Yan's face was mixed with joy again, forming an indescribable face. After half a minute, he pulled the corner of his mouth and pulled out a huge smile: "I knew you could do it! It's great!"
Being ignorant of the rules in front of elders and guests, Master Qinghuo should have disciplined him well, but in this situation, he has no time to toss him.
You know, the higher the degree of integration, the more difficult it is to improve. From 70% to 80%, it sounds like a small half, but the meaning contained in it is enough to make a pharmacist unable to cross in his life.
Throughout Zhou Qi's life, he has refined countless medicinal pills and won countless honors, but only a handful have achieved an 80% fusion degree.
Today, a young man, looking so young, even with some jerky, made this medicine pill effortlessly.
It's even the first time to become a Dan.
At that moment, Zhou Qi seemed to see the shadow of his former senior brother—the same genius, born with supreme talent and aloof. No matter how hard he tried and how he practiced behind his back, he would never be able to keep up with him.
So sad, isn't it
But that's what happened. Whether it is cultivation or alchemy, talent is always more important than hard work. The days and nights of the Five Spiritual Roots are nothing compared to the moment of meditation on the Heavenly Spiritual Roots.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Zhizhi with unpredictable eyes. You Qi recalled his previous rhetoric, like a slap in the face of Zhou Qi - Master Zhou threw the medicine pill into Yan Qilu's hand with an unpleasant expression, and he didn't bother to maintain the surface politeness: "It seems that this The little friend is much more powerful than Zhou, and he is willing to give up."
Yan Qilu, who was still complacent just now, stared blankly, bearing the huge gap between reality and ideal, and sent away the guest who he had invited at a huge price.
In normal times, Master Qinghuo would take the initiative to come up and make a round or something, but at this moment, all his emotions were placed on Lin Zhizhi - he was able to refine the tranquilizer pill with a fusion rate of 80%, and then match it with the Peiyuan pill from the auction. It's enough to show that this young man's talent is amazing.
At such an age, with strong spiritual power and outstanding talent in alchemy, it is simply the type of disciple that every old man wishes to have! Now Qinghuo Zhenren recalled the awkwardness of the youth in the green shirt at the beginning, and only felt that an old heart was filled with a kind of love for the children at the level of people.
"Little friend Lin is really talented. This medicinal pill is of top quality in terms of color and smell." Qinghuo Master smiled and greeted.
"Master, needless to say? He was found by me, so he is naturally powerful." Yan Lei raised his eyebrows and said proudly.
"It's just luck." Lin Zhizhi lowered his posture humbly.
His appearance is well-behaved without losing his demeanor. His red lips and white teeth are compared with Yan Lei's pride (?), and it makes Qinghuo real people deeply realize how other people's apprentices are so good - so much that the old man is moved a little, a little jealous When the real master of the young man in front of him came, he asked tentatively: "I know all the old guys around here, Lin Xiaoyou, can your master be among me?"
Lin Zhiyi lied seriously: "I came out to travel, and I made the decision all by myself. Master does not allow me to tell any information about my teacher's inheritance, and I hope the real person Haihan."
The old man's eyes were slightly disappointed, but they were quickly covered by other emotions. He exchanged a few words with Lin Zhizhi, and agreed to return to the Qing Fengzong together, so he took the initiative to pat the hand of the female disciple beside him and said goodbye to Lin Zhizhi.
After watching the pink-clothed woman leave with the old man, Yan Lei turned his head excitedly and was about to say something to Lin Zhizhi, but a cold voice interrupted him abruptly: "Fellow Daoist Lin."
Yan Qilu, who has been reducing his sense of existence since Zhou Qi left, swayed from the shadows in the corner to Lin Zhizhi, his face that was originally tit-for-tat has become gentle, and with the attitude of [wanting to win over] above his head, the man said quite simply: " I don't know what conditions Junior Brother Yan has promised you to promise to help him. Whatever he promises, I can give you twice as much. My position in the Qing Fengzong is not comparable to him."
"You—" Yan Lei exploded, his eyes wandering back and forth between the black-haired boy and Yan Qilu. He believed that Lin Zhizhi would not agree to Yan Qiluo, but the fear in his heart that had been suppressed by the other party still came to the fore.
"No, I promise that it's not for those things." The young master of the Lin family doesn't like Yan Qilu, a two-faced character, he prefers Yan Lei, a stupid, but a good-looking child - although this child is more He's going to be bigger.
The black-haired boy responded indifferently, without waiting for Yan Qiluo to say a few more words, it can be said that he walked out of the Dan room with some impolite elegance.
Yan Lei only had time to give Yan Qilu an angry look, and he followed Lin Zhizhi step by step.
"Lin-Lin Zhizhi, can I call you that?"
"what ever."
"Great." Yan Lei was happy for a while, and followed Lin Zhizhi out of the courtyard. In the midst of the green face, the young man looked at the green corner of the young man's clothes in front of him, and asked hesitantly and tangled, "You just said that you agreed to me not for those things. Can I ask me what impresses you?"
- Yan Lei didn't know what he was expecting, maybe he was wondering if it was his sincerity (?) that moved the person in front of him.
"In order to be famous." Lin Zhizhi suddenly stopped, and his long eyelashes curled into a moving arc, giving an unexpected answer to Yan Lei.
Yan Lei, who was too late to brake and almost hit the wall: "..."
-This this! Wait, did he hear it wrong? This kind of desire... Could it be that even though the person in front of him has grown into a flower of high mountains, he is a villain who yearns for worldly fame? !
"What's wrong?" Looking at the suddenly sluggish young man, Lin Zhizhi asked.
"Can I ask why?" Yan Lei was still full of admiration and admiration for Lin Zhizhi in the competition just now. Now that this fantasy has been shattered, he can't accept it. Thinking of death, he has to be a sensible ghost, and he bravely pursued it to the end.
Lin Zhizhi thought for a while: "One person."
"… what?"
"For one person." The young master of the Lin family said solemnly and earnestly, "The purpose of my promise to you is to let him know about me."
"… "
#Yan Lei, who knows the truth, tears down#
It turns out that Lin Zhizhi already has a woman he likes
He has almost made up an entire popular novel - version 1: Lin Zhizhi's lover dumped him because he was a loose cultivator and was not famous enough to be with another person. Now Lin Zhizhi agreed to participate in the Dan Banquet, just to smack the face of the greedy woman and let her know that he is just not interested in fame and fortune, as long as he wants, everything in the world is at his fingertips!
Or, version 2: Lin Zhizhi and his lover were separated for many years and could not find each other, so he had to use this method to call his lover and let his lover know his news...
Or, version 3: Lin Zhizhi and his childhood sweetheart made a vow to "grow up and become famous together", but something happened in the middle, which caused a person to fulfill their dream...
Either way, it's very admirable, right? Yan Lei deeply repented for his overthinking about Lin Zhizhi just now.
"Knowing, I wish you success." Yan Lei stared at the unknowing black-haired boy with encouraging eyes, and reached out and patted his shoulder.
"...Don't call me that, and don't touch me." Lin Zhizhi avoided the young man's hand, stroked the Qiankun Ring with his index finger habitually, and walked to his residence without looking back.
Yan Lei looked at his ruthless back: QAQ, you just said it casually!