After several setbacks, Xu Yi finally believed what was said in a notebook of alchemy: the way of alchemy is a journey, and there are ten thousand methods in one alchemy.
Alchemy is a very mysterious thing, if you can't enter the deep stage, you can't be regarded as an entry, and if you don't enter it, you can't communicate with each other.
To put it bluntly, just reading some classics and doing some experiments does not mean getting started.
Because the medicinal properties of medicinal materials are too mixed, such as the composition of Yuandan, the main medicinal properties of the three herbs are very clear, but there must be miscellaneous properties. For the same herb, different soils and years, it is destined to have different miscellaneous properties. Often such microscopic differences can determine the success or failure of the adjuvant.
In addition, everyone's alchemy techniques are different from the microcosm, so the same medicinal material, the finished products refined by different people are also quite different.
To put it more plainly, alchemy is not an assembly line production. With the same raw materials and production equipment, any skilled worker can produce the same product.
It is precisely because of various microscopic differences that the threshold for entry is formed.
It is precisely because of microscopic differences that one alchemy and ten thousand methods are formed. The so-called ten thousand methods are not differences in alchemy formulas, but differences in alchemists.
For example, when refining Yuan Dan, the recipe is never the most important thing.
The most important thing is actually the alchemy rate. A guaranteed alchemy rate proves that an alchemist can control the microscopic differences relatively stably.
Why did the group of Gongxue Society not receive the respect they deserved when they clearly refined Yuandan, and were not treated differently by the senior officials of Xuanqingzong.
Because everyone knows that even if an alchemist below the spiritual root refines Yuan Dan, it is because of chance.
This chance is extremely difficult to replicate.
Investigating the root cause, it is difficult for monks below the spiritual root to have the strength to control the microscopic differentiation stably.
In one sentence, the entry threshold for alchemy lies in understanding this microscopic difference, otherwise no matter how much experience is summed up and no matter how many experiments are done, it will be difficult to achieve real results.
And this kind of microscopic differentiation varies from person to person, and it is difficult for others to teach.
Only after crossing this threshold can one truly enter the realm, and be able to communicate effectively with other alchemists about alchemy theory.
Otherwise, how can a person who is still memorizing multiplication formulas get involved in other people's discussions about calculus and linear algebra
At that time, although Xu Yi had heard about the principles of alchemy in this area, after all, it was not as profound as practicing it himself.
He understood now that no one else could help him with this hurdle, he had to pass it by himself, and he had no idea whether he could break through it.
This is entirely a process of enlightenment. Once enlightened, one will be enlightened.
Gradually, crossing the threshold of alchemy became Xu Yi's obsession, and he continued to practice alchemy all day long.
For this reason, he even spent 200 yuan pills to purchase the monthly subscription service of Earth Fire.
Soon, the first dispensing was exhausted, and more than half of the second dispensing was consumed, and Xu Yi didn't even touch the shadow of the formed auxiliary agent.
"Uncle Beard, what are you doing? I haven't seen you for many days."
Today, when Xu Yi was on the seventh day of alchemy retreat, Qiuwa broke in, feeling dissatisfied.
In the past, even though Xu Yi practiced alchemy, he still remembered to spend time with her, but now he was obsessed with it all his life, and he seemed to be possessed by a demon.
At this moment, Qiuwa was taken aback when she saw Xu Yi. If Xu Yi's eyes were not still gentle, Qiuwa would have screamed.
Xu Yi's face in front of him was pale, thin and thin, with a lot of beard and hair, dirty and messy, all knotted and fluffy.
Xu Yi waved at her and said, "Uncle Beard is concocting alchemy, you go and play. After a while, Uncle Beard breaks through, and he will come looking for you."
After finishing speaking, he focused on the changes in the green furnace again.
Although Qiuwa loves to play around, she also knows the seriousness. Seeing Xu Yi's appearance, she knew that the matter was serious, so she stopped pressing her, but felt that the blue stove was shining brightly in the fire, which was very beautiful and interesting. , and stood quietly aside, right to watch the excitement.
In a blink of an eye, another hour passed, and Qiuwa's little brows became more and more wrinkled, because his omnipotent bearded uncle failed three more times.
"No, Uncle Beard, no, the air flow to the west cannot flow, and cannot mix with the air flow from the east, otherwise..."
Qiuwa suddenly made a sound, but before she finished speaking, a burst of scorched air came out, the green furnace flashed, and the scorched air dissipated immediately, a mass of waste was thrown from the base of the alchemy furnace into the ground fire, and burned up.
Xu Yi was stunned, and after more than ten breaths, he turned his head and stared at Qiuwa with a somewhat frightening look, and Qiuwa was about to cry in fright when he groaned.
Only then did Xu Yi come to his senses, and quickly hugged her to comfort her.
Only then did Qiuwa stop crying, wrinkled her nose and ignored Xu Yi, and suddenly covered her little nose again, jumped away from Xu Yi's arms, and shouted, "It stinks, it stinks... Uncle Bear must have not bathed for a long time... "
Xu Yi smiled awkwardly, "Okay, Uncle Beard will take a shower right away. But before that, you have to tell Uncle Beard how on earth you know that the two streams of air cannot mix together. Quickly, tell Uncle Beard."
As soon as Qiuwa finished speaking, alchemy failed, Xu Yi never thought it was a coincidence.
Qiuwa smiled triumphantly, "What's so strange about it? I watched it four times, and you did it the first three times, and then you failed. Don't you know how to sum up your experience?"
Xu Yi stared at Qiuwa in disbelief, "You said that my four operations were all ruined at this step, so, what's going on here?"
In Xu Yi's eyes, every time he operates is different, and every time the medicine and aura are constantly changing.
However, Qiuwa said this, which made him very surprised.
Qiuwa said, "Didn't you want to blend the Chong and Xing qi? As a result, every time you refine them, the miscellaneous Qi will invade. Every time the Chong and Xing Qi have not been refined, you start to blend them together. Once the impure red and fishy qi gather in one place, there will be a paste smell coming from your stove."
Xu Yi couldn't understand a word of Qiuwa's voice like a clear warbler.
Seeing Xu Yi's bewildered face, Qiuwa took a stalk of ebony grass from a bamboo basket not far away, waved it with her small hand, and a solid halo of light appeared in her palm.
The next moment, the ebony grass disappeared, replaced by spectrums of different colors. Generally speaking, the spectrum is divided into four, light cyan, dark green, thick lead, and light variegated colors, of which light cyan, dark Among the green and thick lead colors, there are also some parts mixed with variegated colors.
Qiuwa said, "What are you looking at, Uncle Beard, you haven't injected your aura yet, feel the feeling, and see the difference from the alchemy furnace."