As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp sneer sounded from Ye Zifeng's ear.
"Very good, you, Ye Zifeng, as the top player in the Ladder Tournament, are indeed quite courageous, but unfortunately, you lost because of your arrogance!"
Song Shiyun stopped talking nonsense at this time, his eyes gradually became serious, he grabbed the pill furnace, and sucked it towards himself from a distance, at the same time, he had already grasped the first pack of medicinal materials in his hand.
"Oh? Are you going to put the medicinal materials without starting the fire first? Under the condition of not asking for the quality of the elixir, this method is indeed faster." Ye Zifeng smiled faintly, and sat down to watch the opponent's actions with great interest.
It's just that Ye Zifeng shattered Song Shiyun's original intention, and it would be embarrassing if he continued to follow what he said.
"Hmph, Mr. Huo is Mr. Huo. The order of priority is almost the same. I will beat you in terms of quality and quantity, and let you understand what it means to be tall and strong!"
He laughed loudly, a stream of true energy condensed in his dantian, and he slowly led it to his fingers, only to see a fiery red flame suddenly rising from his fingertips, and the aftermath of the circles of fire was like ripples. Spread out to form a kind of wonderful light mask.
Surprise appeared in Liu Bingqian's beautiful eyes, she lightly covered her lips and said, "No way, Song Shiyun, when did you condense the mortal flame?"
If a person condenses ordinary flames, it means that he has become a quasi-high-grade alchemist. He only needs to use this ordinary-grade flame to refine medicine for a long time, and this person will sooner or later become a real yellow-grade alchemist. Alchemist, in this way, he, Song Shiyun, will also be the second yellow grade alchemist in Leizhou City besides Liu Bingqian.
Liu Mu also looked at Song Shiyun meaningfully and said, "Young Master Song, it seems that you have worked very hard at ordinary times, and now you have finally gained something. Congratulations."
Song Shiyun said slightly proudly: "Thank you Uncle Liu, to be honest, I just want to catch up with Bingqian, and hope that one day I can keep pace with her and work together in alchemy. I usually work so hard."
When he looked at Liu Bingqian, there was obviously a bit of fiery affection between men and women, and he looked quite infatuated, obviously he had feelings for her. But this is also a very common thing. With Liu Bingqian's stunning appearance, few children from aristocratic families can resist it.
"Ruzi can be taught... If you really grow up, become Bingqian's assistant, and make alchemy with her, that would be great!" Liu Mu gave him a deep look, his eyes full of admiration.
His implication was actually very obvious, he hoped that his daughter Liu Bingqian could take him to the Pill Fighting Competition instead of Ye Zifeng.
Liu Ningzi smiled and took her sister's hand and said: "Sister Bingqian, listen, others are working so hard to learn alchemy for you..."
Liu Bingqian curled her lips indifferently and said: "He just said it nicely, and what he worked hard for me is obviously for himself. Besides, what does he have to do with me, don't talk nonsense."
While she was talking, she sized up Ye Zifeng from the corner of her beautiful eyes, unexpectedly he didn't pay attention to her side at all, but only focused on looking at the pill furnace, this would have greatly shocked her heart!
Ye Zifeng suddenly smiled and said: "Young Master Song, it's not that I want to talk about you, but now you are in the process of alchemy, if you keep chatting, time is slowly passing..."
Song Shiyun snorted coldly: "It's half an hour, so what if you take a little rest now? As long as you can win you steadily."
He has a relaxed face, and his expression is obviously very comfortable.
"I won't say anything else. I just want to remind you that your mortal fire is feminine. If you don't use it on the pill furnace for a long time, it is equivalent to burning the yang energy in your body. Do you feel it now? ...a little bit dizzy?" Ye Zifeng had a slight smile on his lips.
"This..." Song Shiyun was stunned.
What Ye Zifeng said was completely about his current state. What surprised him even more was that Ye Zifeng still knew that his mortal fire was yin. Not sure.
He frowned, and immediately returned to his cold expression: "Ye Zifeng, you have great theoretical knowledge of alchemy, but if you have the ability, you can find faults in every move I make, so I will accept it." You. Otherwise, you shut up!"
As he said that, he closed his eyes, introduced the mortal flame at his fingertips into the pill furnace little by little, and began to heat it little by little.
Ye Zifeng smiled slightly: "That's what you said, you want me to pick out the mistakes in every step of your movements. First of all, you are standing too far away when you are making alchemy, and you are not facing the true qi valve of the alchemy furnace, so you can't do it." To timely infuse true energy... Secondly, if you close your eyes, you will not be able to control the size of the flame, and you will not be able to control the temperature of the medicinal materials to the best... "
"you you… "
Song Shiyun finally opened his eyes, and his complexion suddenly became ugly. He understood that what Ye Zifeng said was right, but his movements during alchemy were not standardized, so even if he wanted to refute, he couldn't find a suitable reason. The mood can be said to be quite aggrieved.
Ye Zifeng smiled lightly, and continued: "Besides, your control over the mortal flames at your fingertips is still too bad, it flickers on and off, you can't evenly heat it, and you can't evenly dissipate the true energy in the pill furnace. Purify it, I am afraid that the elixir refined in this way will have a lot of impurities."
Song Shiyun was stunned for a while, except for Liu Bingqian and her master, he had never seen anyone in Leizhou City who could say such words like Ye Zifeng. reason.
"Young Master Song, don't be in a daze. The alchemy furnace has been burning empty with your mortal fire. It might burn the bottom of the furnace. Hurry up and control the size of the mortal flame..."
Song Shiyun nodded hastily, and according to what Ye Zifeng said, he really controlled Fanpinhuo to the point where there was only a trace of flame.
If it wasn't because he was in Liu's house, he would definitely hold Ye Zifeng and ask him for advice.
Liu Mu saw that something was wrong with his expression, and immediately persuaded him: "Young Master Song, you just need to refine your own elixir, and don't follow other people's ways."
Song Shiyun nodded slightly, and guided the first package of medicinal herbs into the center of the pill furnace bit by bit with spiritual energy, and put them down all at once, and began to refine them.
Ye Zifeng also said with a faint smile: "That moment just now was wrong again, the furnace has already reached the fire, so we shouldn't put the medicinal materials in directly, but start from the edge of the furnace, and slowly lay out a line of medicinal materials with spiritual energy Only then can the medicinal materials be introduced into the center for firing, otherwise, if you do this, the refined medicine will have a burning smell, slightly fire-like, do you believe it or not?"
"You're right, it's true!" Song Shiyun couldn't help but lost his voice.
"That's right, so don't blame the medicinal materials for being bad. The medicinal materials you children of the aristocratic family can get are already passable. The biggest reason why you can't refine the elixir lies in your refining techniques."
Ye Zifeng sighed heavily, and shook his head at Song Shiyun. At this time, his expression was like that of an elder expressing a feeling of hatred for the younger generation, but Song Shiyun listened carefully, and did not feel any sense of disobedience.
"No... no, is my alchemy technique that bad?"
The corners of Song Shiyun's mouth twitched, his eyes protruded, and his voice trembled. From just now until now, some of his perplexities in alchemy all the time seemed to be solved under Ye Zifeng's guidance.
However, his confidence to win in front of Ye Zifeng gradually crumbled like quicksand.
And the most critical question is: Ye Zifeng hasn't even made a move yet, at most it's just an exit!
Ye Zifeng smiled deeply, and reminded again: "Young Master Song, carefully control the amount of medicinal materials you put in. Your mortal flame has just learned, and its effect is limited. To a large extent, it is not even as real as a charcoal fire. You can feel that when you are using it, the movements are very incoherent and jerky."
Song Shiyun nodded slightly, unconsciously, a drop of sweat had left on his forehead.
"Then...then what should I do?"
"Young Master Song..." Liu Mu coughed heavily, which brought Song Shiyun back to his senses.
"No... I'm sorry Uncle Liu, I'm a little too nervous."
Ye Zifeng put the aura of the previous Wu Zong on a junior, it was really hard for a young man like Song Shiyun.
Moreover, since Song Shiyun had been listening to Ye Zifeng's words until now, he hadn't even made a single pill yet, which made Liu Mu a little anxious.
"Shi Yun, hurry up to make alchemy, half of the time is left."
Song Shiyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and decided that from now on, he would not listen to Ye Zifeng's words and start refining the pill with all his strength, regardless of the quality of the Qi Yang pill, because in the end, this was just a competition of speed. The quality of the medicine is irrelevant.
He was a little bit cruel, and this time he directly poured the three packs of medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace.
Ye Zifeng smiled indifferently, and continued: "Haste makes waste, hasn't your master taught you that? Two packs of medicinal materials at a time is the limit of the speed of a student in the refining period, even Bingqian It’s the same reason for refining.”
When he was refining Lei Lingdan, he could make three pills in one furnace, but he used the technique of dividing pills, and the actual materials used were actually no more than two packs at most.
Song Shiyun's confidence has fallen to the bottom: "Then... what will happen then?"
"Put in three packs of medicinal materials at once like you, in my opinion, one pack of medicinal materials is destined to be smelted by you!" Ye Zifeng sneered, a fierce look suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Song Shiyun heard a "coax" sound in his ears, and his whole body became a little numb. From birth to now, he has always been surrounded by flowers and applause. No one has ever hit himself like Ye Zifeng.
"Oh my god... I, I don't practice anymore..."