As the spiritual power in Ming Wuxiang's dantian was consumed a lot, his hands pinched out faster and faster fingerings that were so complicated that it made people dizzy. With the changes in various alchemy fingering techniques, various liquids or powders extracted from spiritual plants in the incense burner quickly blended together.
Through the hollowed-out censer cover, the dan incense diffused in the air became more and more intense, and then a shaking censer suddenly stood up abruptly.
Immediately afterwards, the lid that was originally on the incense burner flew up with a bang, and after the lid flew up, five light yellow round pills about the size of a thumbnail flew out of the incense burner one after another.
The five pills that flew out of the incense burner did not run around, but were guided by Ming Wuxiang's spiritual power, and flew into a jade bottle in his hand one by one in an orderly manner.
These five elixirs are not suitable to be stored in ordinary porcelain bottles, because ordinary porcelain bottles cannot keep the aura in the elixirs. Therefore, Ming Wuxiang deliberately took a jade bottle from the white jade space, and the lid of the incense burner flew up on the other side. After the elixir flew out of the incense burner, the lid was firmly put back on the incense burner again.
Ming Wuxiang picked up the jade bottle in his hand, and looked down at the five Yunyuan pills in the jade bottle. After observing its color, he sniffed the elixir remaining in the air, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Although it is not as good as before, this Lu Yunyuan Pill has a middle-class character." Ming Wuxiang didn't forget that he is still a little monk in the late stage of Qi refining. Now, if you want to make alchemy, you must at least reach the foundation stage.
Therefore, Ming Wuxiang was already very satisfied with being able to refine Yunyuan Pill with a medium character in the late stage of Qi refining.
Of course, Ming Wuxiang was satisfied, fortunately his words were not heard by those monks outside, otherwise they would not know how those monks could envy and hate him.
It can only be said that a full man does not know a hungry man. In the current practice world, alchemists have almost broken their inheritance, so if they want real pills, they can only think about those passed down.
But don't forget, pills are not like spiritual weapons. As long as monks use the refined spiritual weapon, as long as it is not damaged, it will be absolutely fine to use for thousands of years, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed. Moreover, these quality-guaranteed spirit artifacts can be passed on from master to disciple, from disciple to disciple, and from generation to generation.
For example, Lu Yu, the master of the Qi sect that Ming Wuxiang met in the forest, the spiritual weapon on his body was passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors of the Qi sect. Otherwise, how could he be a monk in the late stage of Qi refining? Many spiritual weapons.
As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. In the cultivation world, one must not underestimate those sects that have been passed down for a long time. What treasure will be hidden.
However, pills are different, not to mention the shelf life of pills, just say that pills are one-time use, it is impossible to spit it out after taking it? The elixir melts in the mouth, and the demand of monks for elixir is definitely greater than that of spiritual weapons, so the elixir that can be kept until now in the cultivation world is really very rare.
These elixirs that have been handed down are of the highest level, that is to say, of the highest quality, and the elixir above the earth level, just like those great gods who can fly into the sky and move mountains and seas, they have become legends in the cultivation world.
Cough cough, so it shows that Wu Xiang, the alchemist who has a golden finger and a super cheat, really draws hatred.
Ming Wuxiang thought for a while, took out another porcelain bottle and put it aside, then poured out a Yunyuan Pill from the jade bottle, then capped the bottle and threw it into the white jade space.
As for the Yunyuan Pill in the palm of Ming Wuxiang's palm, with a move of Ming Wuxiang's spiritual power, the yellow and tender Yunyuan Pill on his palm, which was more round and lovely against the skin of Ming Wuxiang's palm, was shaken by the impact of spiritual power. Broken into powder.
Ming Wuxiang poured the powder of Yunyuan Pill into a stone bowl, then turned around and left the alchemy room, ran to the kitchen to find the flour bag from the locker, thought about it, opened the refrigerator again, and put the bag in the refrigerator. He also took out a jar of honey, and finally took a spoon, and went back to the alchemy room with the flour bag and honey.
Put the flour bag and honey beside the stone bowl, untie the tie of the flour bag, dig out a large spoonful of flour with a spoon, and then pour the flour into the stone bowl.
Ming Wuxiang looked down at the weight of the powder in the stone bowl, paused, and muttered in a low voice: "The ratio should be about the same?"
After muttering, Ming Wuxiang's eyes drifted a little, but his movements did not stop at all, he tied the flour bag, and then opened the lid of the honey jar.
This time pouring honey is not as casual as just pouring flour. You must know that if there is too much honey, it is necessary to add flour in the end to knead suitable pills.
Yes, Ming Wuxiang is now ready to start rubbing pills.
Real pills melt in the mouth, which is also one of the signs of pills. If Tang Pengfei was allowed to take the genuine Yunyuan Dan like this, not to mention whether Tang Pengfei could withstand the powerful effect of Yunyuan Dan, his identity might be exposed.
So it's better to rub pills, anyway, pills are more popular now. Of course, people's pills are not made of flour and honey. This kind of raw material will only produce Dali Pills that some markets claim can cure all diseases.
It was Ming Wuxiang's first time rubbing pills, and when he was making alchemy, he just hit them with various fingering methods, and all kinds of spiritual plants naturally fused into pills.
But don't say it, this way of rubbing pills is pretty good. Ming Wuxiang had a good time rubbing it, although there were a lot of pills in the end.
"Uh, it seems like I added too much flour, but forget it, anyway, take it in divided doses, there is no difference between dividing it into ten doses and thirty doses, more is actually better."
After a round of rubbing by Ming Wuxiang, he rubbed thirty Yunyuan Pills out of what was originally one.
The 'Yun Yuan Pill' with flour and honey, although it still has an addictive dan fragrance, but if you pick it up and smell it carefully on the tip of your nose, you will still smell a faint honey fragrance, which is still like lychee, because Ming Wuxiang uses lychee honey.
Anyway, I got 30 pieces, Ming Wuxiang didn't bother to continue to toss, but the porcelain bottle I took out before was too small to hold 30 flour plus lychee honey version of Yunyuan Pill.
Before, Ming Wuxiang thought about turning one into ten, but he didn't expect to add too much flour. It's the first time I try it, it's normal to be a little surprised.
Ming Wuxiang had no choice but to take out a bigger porcelain vase and put the thirty pills in the stone bowl into it. Thirty pills, that's quite a lot.
He conveniently put the large porcelain vase into the white jade space, and Ming Wuxiang tidied up the alchemy room. After walking outside, I realized that the sky was getting dark outside. I turned my head to look at the big clock in the hall, and it was already past six o'clock and almost seven o'clock.
"Every time I make alchemy, I find that there is not enough time."
It took more than six hours just to refine a furnace of Yunyuan Pill, which is really not enough time for a monk. Not to mention meditation and retreat, Ming Wuxiang has heard a lot of gossip in the world of cultivating immortals. Some monks came out of retreat, and their families have changed two generations.
There is nothing wrong with a low-level monk like Ming Wuxiang. He spent more than 30 years in the world of cultivating immortals when he built his foundation and wanted to break through the golden core. In today's world with weak aura, it will take even longer .
Not to mention that there will be Nascent Soul, out of body, etc., the time needed is even more difficult to estimate.
But Ming Wuxiang is just a rookie in the late stage of Qi refining, and he will first reach the foundation stage. As for Jindan, he still has expectations, that is, Nascent Soul depends on the situation. As for the subsequent out-of-body period and so on, don't think too much about it.
While refining alchemy, I didn't feel hungry at all, and only when I came out did I find that my Wu Zang Temple began to protest against him as the master. Ming Wuxiang took the flour sack and honey back to the kitchen, and quickly made himself a pork noodle.
If I don’t want to cook, cooking noodles is the most convenient. There are pickled radishes and canned dace at home, which are quite appetizing.
Ming Wuxiang, who was full after eating and tidying up the kitchen, sat on the sofa in the lobby, then slowly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of a busy person.
The phone rang three times and was connected by the other party. Before Gu Tang spoke, Ming Wuxiang could still hear Gu Tang's voice from the phone.
"Mr. Gu, you're still busy." Ming Wuxiang, who was full, didn't say how ruffian his tone was.
Hearing Ming Wuxiang's naughty voice through the phone receiver, Gu Tang couldn't help but imagine a satisfied kitten stretching out its cute pink paws to him, ready to scratch him.
Originally, Ming Wuxiang wanted to tease Gu Tang, but when he heard the deep, provocative laughter coming from the phone, he felt that he was too idle and bored. Also dulled.
"Okay, Gu Tang, let's get down to business." Before Gu Tang could speak, Ming Wuxiang's tone returned to the usual one.
"What's the matter?" Hearing the seriousness in Ming Wuxiang's tone, Gu Tang stopped chuckling and asked with concern.
As for those elites who suddenly heard the phone ringing during the meeting, and wondered who was so bold, and did not turn off the phone during the meeting with the big boss, they finally found out that the phone ringing came from the big boss.
Seeing the big boss take out the phone, he waved his hand to indicate that the meeting was temporarily suspended. Before this could surprise the elites of the Gu Group in the meeting room, he saw the big boss walking out with the phone actually smiling!
Although the laughter was very light, none of the elites in the meeting room are the masters who are watching all directions and listening to all directions. It's just that the big boss has left the meeting room and went outside to answer the phone, leaving only a group of gossips in the meeting room. The elites with eyes looked at the door and sighed—
Boss, how could you walk so fast!
Who is the goblin on the other side of the phone!
They really want to know how to break it! ! !
Although the elites in the conference room were all scratching their heads, none of the gossip crowd dared to sneak out to watch the gossip of the big boss...
"It's nothing, don't be nervous." Hearing the tension in Gu Tang's tone, it was Ming Wuxiang's turn to smile this time. Looking ahead with bright eyes, his tone is also much more cheerful.
"I have already refined the Yunyuan Pill for your big cousin, when will I deliver it to you?"
After Ming Wuxiang finished speaking, he realized that now is not the period when the express delivery business was booming ten years later.
Don't talk about courier pills, even missiles can be packaged and delivered to you by courier.
"Why don't you find someone to come and get them, a total of 30 pills, eat one every day, and after 30 days, I will give you back a big cousin who is alive and kicking."
Hearing that Ming Wuxiang had already refined the elixir, Gu Tang was grateful and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief, but the big cousin always felt weird when he heard it.
"Thank you for your hard work. I'll ask someone to come and pick it up tomorrow morning."
Express delivery or something, don't. It's not that he doesn't trust Yanhuang Kingdom's express delivery industry, it's a precious elixir refined by Ming Wuxiang, and it's also related to Tang Pengfei's health, so Gu Tang feels more at ease looking for someone he can trust.
"That's fine, okay, I'm busy without disturbing you, goodbye." After Ming Wuxiang finished speaking, he cut off the call without waiting for Gu Tang to speak.
Hearing the beeping sound from the microphone, Gu Tang was taken aback for a moment, but his face was filled with dumbfounding and gentle pampering.
"More and more like a kitten."
Putting the phone back into his pocket, Gu Tang turned back to the conference room, the smile and tenderness on his face completely disappeared.
The elites of the group who were dying of curiosity in the conference room saw the big boss Gu Tang with a straight face and no expression on his face. The original gossip crowd all turned into quails in the next moment, and everyone was cautious for fear of offending this person. A ferocious big devil.
Hey, the smile of the big boss just now, is it because they collectively have hallucinations? right!
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