Although the key point has not been discovered yet, the current situation is enough to show that something went wrong in Cheng Yang's process of making the potion.
An Yan knew very well that even if Cheng Yang continued to try, the result would not change much. He patted Cheng Yang on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about this matter, we can take our time to figure it out. Thank you for your hard work today. Let's rest first."
Cheng Yang couldn't help being a little frustrated that he only gained huge benefits from his best friend, but failed to help him.
He really wanted to try a few more times, but he knew very well that no matter how hard he tried now, it would be useless, so he could only pull himself up and said, "Okay, then I'll go back to the room first, when will If you need me to come, just contact me directly."
An Yan handed the packaged medicine package to Cheng Yang, and emphasized: "The red one is transformed into an animal form, and the white one is restored to a human form. Don't drink it wrong."
"Yeah, then I'll go first." Cheng Yang nodded repeatedly, turned around and left with the medicine bag in hand.
After he left, An Yan frowned slightly and said: "I always feel that the problem seems to be on me, but I don't know where the problem is."
Cheng Yi pondered for a moment, and then suggested: "If it's just Cheng Yang, it's really hard to come to a conclusion. If words don't mind, we can ask grandfather for help."
Speaking of which, Grandpa Cheng knew about the existence of Transformation Potion much earlier than Cheng Yang.
An Yan's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Will Grandpa Cheng also make potions?"
Cheng Yidao: "At least I have some understanding, and the method of transforming potions is different from other potions. You must first understand and learn."
An Yan was about to nod his head, but when he thought of something, he couldn't help hesitating: "If I ask Grandpa Cheng for help with this matter, will it disturb his old man?"
"I'm worrying too much about words. You saved grandfather's life before, and you did him such a big favor. Such a small favor, how can you call it bothering me?" Cheng Yi smiled lightly and comforted him, "Besides, this favor is very small. It’s small, but if you can really draw a definite conclusion, your contribution will be huge, so grandpa will definitely be happy to help.”
Hearing these words, An Yan finally made up his mind: "Then let's go find Grandpa Cheng together."
Grandpa Cheng has been practicing at home during this time, but because his physical and mental conditions have improved a lot compared to before, he will also use his optical brain to learn about the outside situation in his spare time on weekdays.
When An Yan and Cheng Yang knocked on the door of Grandpa Cheng's room, he was using his optical brain to contact a former subordinate.
Hearing the knock on the door, Grandpa Cheng immediately asked, "Who?"
An Yan's voice came in: "Grandpa Cheng, it's me."
Grandpa Cheng turned off the optical brain, and said in a slow tone: "Come in, Yanyan."
An Yan often came to Cheng's house as a guest before, so he saw Grandpa Cheng a lot, but he didn't see him in just a few days. He felt that some very obvious changes had taken place in his grandfather.
In fact, An Yan would feel this way almost every time he saw Grandpa Cheng.
He still remembers the first time he saw Grandpa Cheng, he had silver hair, thick wrinkles on his face, and dark yellow skin that was obviously sick.
At that time, Grandpa Cheng was lying quietly on the hospital bed, looking lifeless, as if his breathing was cold and dull.
Later, when Grandpa Cheng started to practice, his physical condition improved rapidly, but in just a few days, his complexion improved a lot. Even if he was still a little abnormal, at least his vitality had been rejuvenated.
But now, the short silver hair has completely turned back to black with a touch of luster, the wrinkles on the face have faded to almost invisible, and the skin is healthy and rosy again. Compared with the original situation, it is worse. It is no exaggeration to be over a hundred years old.
After entering the room, An Yanzui said sweetly: "Grandpa Cheng's complexion looks much better than before."
Grandpa Cheng smiled and said: "It's all thanks to Yan Yan's blessing that Grandpa Cheng's health is in good condition. Yan Yan please sit down quickly, come to see me today, what's the matter?"
An Yan didn't hide it, and immediately said his request: "So I want to ask Grandpa Cheng to help make a few bottles of transformation potion, and see if it works."
Grandpa Cheng naturally agreed without saying a word: "Okay, then let's go directly to the pharmacy."
After the three of them arrived at the pharmacy room, An Yan first explained the steps of making the transformation potion in detail, and then demonstrated it carefully. Then it was Grandpa Cheng's job.
Compared with Cheng Yang, who often made medicines before, Grandpa Cheng's movements were much slower, and he could even be called a little flustered. In the first two times, there were problems with the operation steps.
But by the third time, Grandpa Cheng's movements seemed to be much more proficient, and finally he did make a bottle of potion smoothly.
But the problem is, after An Yan drank the bottle of potion, he still didn't react at all.
An Yan didn't say this, but asked Grandpa Cheng to make two bottles of medicine, but the result still didn't change.
Realizing that even if he continued, it would probably be useless, An Yan had no choice but to tell Grandpa Cheng about the problems and confusion he encountered: "I thought that since Cheng Yi could successfully make the transformation potion, other people should be able to, but the current situation But it was a little bit different than I expected.”
If the transformation potion made by Cheng Yang and Grandpa Cheng can even have a little effect, An Yan will not be in a hurry, because as long as the potion works, it means that his previous guess is correct. As long as they practice more, they The potion produced will always meet the transformation requirements.
But the problem is that all the medicines made by the two of them have no effect, which makes An Yan have to start to doubt his previous speculation.
Hearing An Yan's description, Grandpa Cheng pondered for a moment, and guessed: "Since only Ah Yi can make the transformation potion, the key point should be on him. From this perspective, we can consider Ah Yi and I. The difference between Yang Yang, such as his level of mental power, strength, or the animal traits he carries?"
An Yan thought for a while following Grandpa Cheng's reminder, and began to analyze seriously: "This should have nothing to do with strength. When Cheng Yi made the transformation potion for the first time, he also failed. It works smoothly. The animal traits shouldn’t matter. The animal traits I carry are hamsters, and Cheng Yi’s is a white tiger, but the transformation potions made by both of us are successful. Is this really related to the level of mental power? ?”
Cheng Yi's spiritual power level is SS level. An Yan's spiritual power level is indeed not high if calculated according to the original owner, but now that An Yan's spiritual power has been integrated into the original owner's spiritual domain, the spiritual power level is natural There has also been a huge change from before.
But if it really has something to do with the level of mental power, what kind of level of mental power must be achieved in order to successfully make the transformation potion
Just when An Yan was thinking more and more in this direction, Cheng Yi suddenly said: "It should have nothing to do with the level of mental power."
An Yan's thoughts were interrupted, and he couldn't help looking up at Cheng Yi: "Why did the senior say that?"
"It doesn't take too much mental power to make the transformation potion. In this case, unless the level of mental power is low enough, it won't affect the production of the transformation potion." Cheng Yi expressed his thoughts.
Since Cheng Yi said this, he should be very sure, and An Yan also thinks it makes sense, but other than that, what difference would lead to this result
Just when An Yan frowned slightly and lowered his head in thought, Cheng Yi gave him a meaningful look, as if he wanted to say something, but hesitated.
But after hesitating, Cheng Yi still took the initiative to speak: "I have a guess."
An Yan immediately raised his head: "What guess?"
"If you're just looking for differences, my spiritual power is indeed a little different from that of my grandfather and Yang Yang." Cheng Yi glanced at his grandfather, paused, and said to An Yan, "Our two spiritual powers were once fused together. Pass."
Since they have practiced together, it is of course that there is me in you and you in me. It is normal for the spiritual power of the two to mix together.
Hearing this guess, An Yan, who has a pure personality, didn't think about it at all. Instead, his eyes lit up and he said, "It's true! So is this the problem?"
Grandpa Cheng didn't think much about it, mainly because he didn't have a direction to think about it for the time being, so he just asked in confusion: "The spiritual power was once fused together? What's going on?"
An Yan was about to answer, but Cheng Yi preempted him: "Grandfather, Yanyan and I are lovers, and there will always be some intimate contact."
An Yan blinked his eyes, the expression on his face was extraordinarily bewildered, isn't it just to help each other practice? What does this have to do with being lovers? And is this an intimate encounter
The intimate contact is not all about Cheng Yi pestering him... Thinking of some harmonious scenes, An Yan couldn't help blushing, his thoughts went a little off, and he forgot to ask the question that came to his lips.
Grandpa Cheng's eyes flashed, and it was hard for him not to think too much about being hinted by Cheng Yi, and seeing that An Yan was already blushing, he could only say, "You young people don't need to be tired of crooked things like me. The old man said in front of me, since we have found the direction, let’s make sure, I’m tired and I’m going to rest.”
After finishing speaking, Grandpa Cheng waved his hands in disgust. He really didn't want to see these two continue to show their affection in front of him. It would be too painful.
Cheng Yi didn't think there was anything wrong with his words at all, and he didn't know what restraint was. He put his arms around An Yan's shoulders and said to Grandpa Cheng, "Thank you, grandfather, then we'll go back to the room first."