Spring went and autumn came, and three years passed quickly. In the alchemy room, Han Changming sat cross-legged on a cushion, in front of him was a green alchemy furnace engulfed in a blazing fire, and around him were many bottles and jars. Han Zhangxiang, Han Daozhen, and Han Changlu sat beside him, and they said nothing.
Han Zhangxiang's expression was solemn, Han Daozhen's face showed approval, and Han Changlu's face was full of envy.
Not long after, Han Changming turned off the fire and opened the lid of the alchemy furnace.
Han Zhangxiang appeared in front of the alchemy furnace in a flash. There were thirteen light blue pills lying inside. He picked up a blue pill, threw it into his mouth, his eyes shining.
"Yes, Daozhen, you didn't lie. God bless our Han family. Changming, you are truly the unicorn of our Han family." Han Zhangxiang said excitedly.
In three years, Han Changming went from a layman to a first-class intermediate alchemist. In the history of the Han family, Han Changming was the first person to achieve such a fast growth rate.
To train a first-class intermediate-grade alchemist in three years, perhaps only those sects that cultivate immortality can do it.
The Han family started out as a weapon refiner, and they have produced many second-level weapon refiners, but they have never had a second-level alchemist. All the clan leaders of different generations wanted to train a second-level alchemist, but none of them succeeded. Han Zhangxiang saw hope in Han Changming.
"Thank you for your praise, Patriarch. Thanks to Uncle Jiu's careful guidance and the family's cultivation, my grandson is where he is today." Han Changming said modestly.
Others may not know, but he himself knows it very clearly. If it were not for the assistance of the spiritual water produced by the Taiyi Hualing Gourd, he would be at most a first-class lower-grade alchemist.
He diluted the spiritual water, and it looked similar to the water from the spiritual well, but in fact it was not the same.
Every time he made the elixir, he put the materials together and poured the spiritual water produced by the Taiyi Hualing Gourd into the alchemy furnace. Han Daozheng didn't notice it.
Han Daozheng was watching the alchemy from the side. He was watching Han Changming's technique of making the alchemy. As for the spiritual water, he didn't pay any attention to it.
The spiritual water produced by Taiyi Hualing Gourd can assist in alchemy. The higher the grade of the elixir, the lower the effect of the spiritual water. When refining Bigu Pills, spiritual water can increase the success rate of the pill by three times. When refining Qi Refining Pills, spiritual water can increase the success rate of the pill by more than two times. The success rate of Qi Refining Pills can also be increased by more than two times.
When refining second-level elixirs, the effect of spiritual water may be even lower, but it is much better than ordinary spiritual well water.
"Congratulations! Brother Nine." Han Changlu congratulated Han Changming.
"Changming is indeed talented in alchemy, and the clan leader is wise to choose him as one of the three heroes of the Han family." Han Daozheng stroked his beard and said with a smile.
Han Zhangxiang smiled and nodded, saying, "If I had known this, I would have cultivated Changming well since he was young, but this child was very ordinary when he was young."
"Talent is something that is hard to predict. It's not too late to focus on training Changming now."
Han Changming hesitated for a moment and asked, "Patriarch, Uncle Jiu, is something wrong with grandpa? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
The Han family's activities are mainly in the Red Algae Sea. There are only four foundation-building cultivators in the family, and the family caravan cannot go too far. Han Changming asked many elders, but they were always vague every time. Han Changming was not stupid, and his intuition told him that something had happened to his grandfather.
Han Zhangxiang's smile froze, he sighed softly, and ordered: "Daozhen, Changlu, you go down first, I have something to say to Changming."
"Yes, clan leader." Han Daozheng and Han Changlu agreed in unison and turned to leave.
"Changming, your grandfather followed the caravan to escort the goods. On the way, he met the Chen family cultivators. The Chen family and our Han family are old enemies. The two sides immediately started fighting. Our Han family cultivators were no match for the Chen family. They broke out in different directions. Your grandfather is missing, but I believe he will be fine."
After hearing this, Han Changming's face was filled with grief. Han Daohe had been missing for three years. If he was still alive, he would have come back long ago. He knew that Han Zhangxiang was comforting him.
Han Daohe lived frugally to support Han Changming in learning the art of talisman making. Every time he came back, he would bring a gift for Han Changming. Without Han Daohe, Han Changming would not be where he is today.
The Han family and the Chen family have been old enemies for many years. The Chen family is even stronger than the Han family. It is not wise to start a full-scale war, and the two sides have been in constant conflict in private.
"Chang Ming, I know you are very sad, but you must not seek revenge on the Chen family by yourself. You are no match for them. Over the past hundreds of years, hundreds of our clansmen have died at the hands of the Chen family."
"Clan leader, do you know which Chen family cultivators participated in this battle? I want to know the name of the murderer. Blood debt must be repaid with blood." Han Changming said gritting his teeth, his eyes full of murderous intent.
He was now filled with rage, and he must kill the murderer to avenge Han Daohe.
"Chen Yuanhua, this man killed many members of our Han family. His crime is unforgivable. However, he has already advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage. You are no match for him. Don't seek revenge on him before you have sufficient strength. Do you understand?" Han Zhangxiang warned earnestly.
"Chen Yuanhua! Grandson understands. When I am strong enough, I will make him pay for his blood debt with blood." Han Changming agreed. He wrote down the name. If he had the chance, he would definitely kill this man and avenge Han Daohe.
Han Zhangxiang nodded and said, "I heard that the fifth Jindan cultivator appeared in Haige, and they are holding a Jindan ceremony. They have invited our Han family to celebrate. You and De Ling should go together! Just take it as a way to relax. Life and death are determined by fate. Think positively."
"Yes, Patriarch." Han Changming agreed.
Han Zhangxiang said a few words of comfort, then turned and left.
After returning to his residence, Han Changming personally carved a spirit tablet, set up a mourning hall, and burned incense to worship.
"Grandpa, I promise you that if I have the chance in the future, I will definitely kill Chen Yuanhua and avenge you." Han Changming raised his right hand, said in a deep voice, knelt down, and kowtowed three times to the spirit tablet.
Upon learning the news of Han Daohe's death, Han Changming was deeply saddened. The grief dissipated his joy of becoming a first-class intermediate-grade alchemist, and he lost the motivation to do anything.
He is already thirty years old and has cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining. If he had the Foundation Establishment Pill, Han Changming could try to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.
The three heroes of the Han family are Han Debiao, Han Changming and Han Changying. According to the clan rules, if the family gets the Foundation Establishment Pill, Han Debiao will be given priority, followed by Han Changming, because Han Debiao is older.
Han Changming is now a first-class intermediate alchemist. He can earn spirit stones by refining pills. The profit from refining pills is more than twice that of making talismans. Of course, the cost of refining pills is also very high.
The price of the Foundation Establishment Pill is relatively high, starting at 40,000 spirit stones. Han Changming has to work hard to accumulate spirit stones.
There was a commotion coming from the spirit beast bag. Han Changming slapped the spirit beast bag and the alligator turtle beast flew out.
Its body was much larger than it was three years ago. It circled around Han Changming and made a strange roar from its mouth.
Han Changming fed it some spiritual water made by the Taiyi Hualing Gourd and monster meat every once in a while. It was already a first-class, top-grade spiritual beast, and the Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion was still a first-class, mid-grade one.