On the bluestone brick next to the fairy medicine, there are densely packed talisman arrays carved by Han Chujiu.
He carved one for a while, and one for a while, but turned his head and frowned again, and crossed out one of them.
After fiddling with a few talisman arrays, he went back to search for the elixir with his spiritual sense, then frowned, and recorded something on the paper.
What Han Chujiu studied has completely surpassed Muyan's knowledge of alchemy.
After only a few glances, she went back and continued refining her elixir.
More than ten hours passed in the blink of an eye, Muyan looked at the batch of pills that had been successfully refined, and let out a long breath.
With the alchemy furnace and inheritance given by Han Chujiu, she made rapid progress in alchemy.
But it seems that there is always something missing, which makes it impossible to meet Master Ninth's requirements.
Ninth Master is obviously a person who pursues perfection.
First of all, the first point is the requirement for the purity of the pill.
The purity of common elixirs on the market in the Cultivation Continent can reach about 60%.
A powerful alchemy master can reach seventy or seventy-five percent.
And Muyan is now on the premise of not using Yunsheng Jiehai, the purity of the pill can reach 80%.
If such a elixir is taken out for testing, it will definitely shock a lot of people's jaws.
An elixir with a purity of 85% can almost be said to have no erysipelas, let alone be backlashed.
But in Han Chujiu's eyes, the elixir with 85% purity is just a waste product, and eating it is a waste of garbage.
Han Chujiu's request was that, except for the poison elixirs and elixirs that specially produced side effects, the purity of other elixirs should be 85% passable, 90% unsatisfactory, and 95% pure. He is qualified to be Han Chujiu's apprentice.
Muyan tested the newly refined elixir with the magic weapon in the inheritance space.
Eighty-three percent!
Tsk... Muyan frowned, she didn't even meet Master Ninth's passing mark.
After practicing pills for a whole day, Muyan was a little tired, and even a little inexplicably disturbed.
She did not choose to continue alchemy, but left the inheritance space to sleep.
However, this sleep was very restless.
Muyan was in a trance and heard the cries that kept ringing in her ears.
She stood in the void, looking at the direction where the crying sound came from.
However, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and he couldn't see clearly.
I could only faintly see someone lying on the bed, with a disturbing and frightening black air around him.
There were people kneeling around the bed, and the crying came from the mouths of these kneeling people.
Muyan is in a dream, everything is chaotic, and she can't see who is on the bed at all.
But looking at him, listening to the crying, but inexplicably feeling a heart-pounding pain and panic spreading all over his body.
Muyan exhausted all her strength and walked towards the bed, wanting to take a look at that person's appearance.
Slowly, close, close.
The originally vague cry seemed to be mixed with several ambiguous syllables: "Medicine... antidote..."
The fog in front of him seemed to be suddenly cleared, and the man's face was instantly clear.
However, before Muyan took a closer look, she felt as if she had been hit hard by something, and she suddenly woke up.
Muyan sat on the bed, panting heavily, vaguely felt that she had dreamed of some suffocating and sad scene, but when she opened her eyes, she couldn't remember anything.
"Mother." Xiaobao threw himself into her arms and looked at her worriedly, "Mother, you sweat a lot on your forehead? What's wrong?"
Muyan gently touched his little face: "Mother had a nightmare, she was a little scared."